Volume 5 Chapter 28 The Deepest Part： A Metaphor Of Piles Of Corpses
What Zethar was saying is that the final boss this time is a being who usually isolates itself in the 'Cross Palace'.
In other words, it's not a mindless monster but a genuinely intelligent creature.
Of course, the kind of beings Zethar wants to meet is unclear, and the conditions for entering 'Cross Palace' are unknown. So, it might just be a strong monster he wants to fight. Either way, they'll understand more once they go deeper inside.
As one has said before, there's no land in this sea area.
This was Horace's assumption, and it's undoubtedly correct. But it seems this is a matter of settings, meaning it might be artificially possible.
"A field of corpses and decay."
When someone reaches a higher skill level, they can turn the magic power under their feet into a stepping stone.
Basically, a person's combat movement depends on how well they use their legs and hips.
When a swordsman faces an opponent in the air, they need the skill to solidify and fix magic power in the air on the spot.
However, having earth available is even better.
And, rather than just having a place to step, being able to create your own land is ideal.
On such 'ground,' a man watched as Horace and the others, exhausted, collapsed.
"Well, this is my first time using a ship, so I hope you all will accept this much."
Deus said this, laughing gleefully.
Since he's a golem, not a biological being, he doesn't feel physical fatigue.
While the others, who had just gotten off the ship, were exhausted from performing a kind of street act, Deus laughed loudly as he spoke.
"Phew... I really think it's too foolish to go through this dungeon without collecting even one Ice Core..."
Zethar was also quite exhausted.
By the way, if you approach the final boss area without collecting Ice Cores in this dungeon, the sea rages wildly, but the weather stays the same.
So, Zethar thought midway, 'Wouldn't it be better if I just flew as a dragon?' and actually did so. But then a 200-meter-high tsunami came, and he went, 'Seriously!' That's how it happened.
"Moohaahhh! I won't lose to this kind of sea! ...!?"
Lucia was also exhausted, but perhaps she couldn't be beaten by such things. She regained her energy.
And seeing the being standing there, she was stunned.
The person standing in front of Lucia's gaze was... simply put, 'Horace with the appearance of a 40-year-old.'
His face, physique, everything was quite similar to Horace. If you had a picture from his youth, it would be exactly like Horace, no doubt.
"Phew... Hey, it's been a while, huh."
"To think you'd come for real, Zethar. I never thought the time when I was appointed as the final boss by Shildress would come."
"Ha! Many people have something to say to you, don't they?"
"I don't know."
The man who looks like Horace sharply cut off Zethar's words.
But after seeing Horace lift his face, he nodded.
"I'm Laris Glasha. The head of the Glasha family from a thousand years ago, and a warrior of the Order of the Sealed Dragon."
"...I'm Horace."
Horace, who introduced himself in line with Laris's declaration, looked quite confused.
"You seems quite surprised."
"Yeah. I never thought I'd look exactly like a person from the past."
"That's right. Terra was surprised when he brought your wanted poster."
After Zeth Halcon, transformed into Pastor at Jewel City Lapis, was defeated, Horace, who had been wanted by Cardinal Silvio, had his wanted poster circulated.
Naturally, a photo was included, and seeing it, it's no wonder people would be surprised.
The meaning of being able to bring him into 'Cross Palace,' well, if you interpret the descendant who looks just like Laris as being wanted without any limit, it might have become a topic of discussion at the tavern back then.
It's understandable why he became a recluse.
Laris nodded and then looked at Nousa next.
"Hm? Ah, I am Nousa, Big Brother Horace's younger sister."
"I see... I understand, it seems you've heard about it."
It seemed Nousa sensed some kind of intent from his gaze and nodded as if convinced.
"My family is involved with the Order of the Sealed Dragon, right? I've heard about it."
"Involved? Well, never mind."
Glared at by Deus, Laris briefly seemed to consider being considerate but decided it didn't matter.
However... well, considering the Glasha family is the founding family of the 'Order of the Sealed Dragon,' whether that's considered 'not important' historically or not...
"Well then, I suppose that's enough talk. You came here to get a piece of the fan. If I approve, I'll give it to you as a reward."
Saying so, Laris drew a sword from its scabbard at his waist.
It was a sword with jewels embedded in the hilt, a fine piece... or rather, one that could truly be called a 'magic sword.'
"Even though the dead are piled up after crossing the rough seas..."
Horace looked at Laris.
Given that Horace had modified his body with golem parts, even if he was looking, it wouldn't just be 'looking' for him.
Keeping that in mind...
"To be honest, you're stronger than Arzent at full power. It might be dangerous if we don't all attack together."
He murmured.
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