Chapter 214

Chapter 214

Nine-Star Swordmaster Lowen.

Having the second-in-command of the Demon King's army, who stood directly behind the pinnacle of the demons, Demon King Lupellos, join the party was a huge gain.

‘Simply put, our party now has two people with combat power on my level.’

They say that in a world where dragons do not exist, the lion is the king of beasts.

At the present point in time, before the intervention of the Heavenly Realm, Nine-Star beings were the strongest.

And if there were two people belonging to that level of the strongest in the party, there was practically nothing to fear.

To put it bluntly, with their current strength, they could probably defeat even the Demon King with ease.

Of course, the Demon King was much stronger than the Lupellos Seong Yohan knew from the original story, and there was also Kacherto Lienz, who followed him, so it would not be that easy.

‘But that’s something to think about when the time comes.’

Thanks to Lowen, who should have been leading the First Legion, temporarily joining the party, they could challenge a dungeon one level more difficult than the party dungeon they had originally planned to visit.

For now, that alone was enough.

After the battle with the First Legion of the Demon King's army, the dungeon they had originally planned to visit was Gleshty's Warehouse, located in the southern part of Raygle Territory.

They had intended to connect the eighth rings of Romina and Ridenhall there.

However, with Lowen temporarily joining, the number of party members had increased to four.

As a result, their destination was changed from the south to the east.

Party Dungeon, Ark of Confinement.

Today, they intended to obtain additional rewards on top of their previous objective.

“It's so humid that it's sticking to me……”

Romina, who was following directly behind them, frowned as she fluttered the hem of her clothes.

Denelsurt Mountain, where the dungeon Ark of Confinement was hidden, was so humid that it was covered in thick fog despite it being winter.

“That guy is already dead, so I suppose that's understandable… but are you okay?”

“It certainly doesn't feel pleasant, but it won't interfere with fighting.”

Romina let out a small sigh as she looked at Lowen's expressionless face.

Although their personalities did not seem to match very well, the two had quickly grown close because they shared the same enemies, the Demon King and Kacherto.

‘Though Romina was basically the one-sidedly pestering the overly gloomy Lowen.’

In the end, Romina's behavior would probably have a rather positive emotional effect on Lowen, who was always depressed because of her guilt.

While the party of four exchanged various conversations, they entered deep into Denelsurt Mountain.

There was another road for crossing the mountain and heading toward the nearby territory, but Glenn headed into the grassland where there was no path.

Before long, a large open area appeared through the thick fog.

“This is it.

The entrance.

I'll open the door, so everyone organize what I told you.”

“Understood.”

Glenn soon took various magical tools out of his inventory and began preparing to create an entrance connected to the dungeon.

Romina shared the knowledge about the dungeon that Glenn had told her and Ridenhall the previous day.

Lowen simply watched in fascination as the party moved with the familiarity of people who had done this many times before.

“Lowen?”

“Ah, sorry, Rominia.

I was just a little surprised because you moved so naturally.”

Romina quietly looked at Lowen before shrugging her shoulders.

“Well, it's not something you see every day.”

To someone who knew nothing about the existence of secret dungeons or Glenn's magic circle, the movements of Glenn's party looked nothing short of a gathering of heretics.

“Still, you'll find out soon enough.

It's useful to know about these things in many ways.”

“Is that so?

The concept of a hidden dungeon is somewhat unfamiliar to me, but if you say so, then I suppose it must be so.”

“There might be some dangerous moments, but the result will be satisfying.

So you should do your best, too.”

“I understand.

Thank you.”

Lowen looked at Romina and managed to form an awkward smile.

While Romina led Lowen and gradually helped her blend into the party, Glenn completed the magic circle.

What Glenn had created with a magic circle for the first time in a while was the Unlock magic.

It was a magic that activated a secret entrance connected to a hidden location near where the caster was standing.

Blue particles of light began leaking out in all directions from the completed magic circle.

Soon, they gathered in the center of the open area.

Then the particles of light gathered in the center began sinking beneath the ground.

Rumbleeeee—

With a tremendous roar, the ground opened, revealing a massive staircase underneath.

The hidden entrance connecting Denelsurt Mountain to the secret dungeon, Ark of Confinement, had been activated.

“Let's go.”

Glenn looked back at Romina, Ridenhall, and Lowen with a confident smile.

The party members also hardened their expressions and followed behind Glenn.


“Wow……”

Glenn could not help but let out an exclamation at the astonishing sight before him.

A vast cavern covered in deep darkness, resembling the interior of a gigantic cave.

At its center stood a huge ark shining with a golden light.

Party Dungeon, Ark of Confinement.

It was a dungeon designed for the latter half of the scenario, one that could be challenged by parties whose average combat power was at least at the Eight-Star level.

“Is this the Ark of Confinement?”

“I've never seen such a huge ship in my life.

Who in the world built something like this, and for what purpose…….”

Romina and Ridenhall were also overwhelmed by the magnificent scale of the ark.

“……”

Lowen, who had been following behind them, also stared at the ark in amazement.

She did not make a sound, but her constantly blinking red eyes clearly revealed her agitation.

Well, of course.

How could anyone not be surprised when such a gigantic ark was sitting inexplicably inside a huge mountain?

Compared to Romina, who had explored numerous dungeons while moving together with Glenn, and Ridenhall, who had created his own dungeon and rested inside it, Lowen's reaction was much stronger.

“Really… Glenn.

The more I see you, the more mysterious you become.”

“I just happen to know quite a lot.”

Of course, the things he knew were nothing but the hidden secrets of a world that ordinary beings would never learn, even if they died.

“Anyway, let's go inside.

We didn't come here just to sightsee, did we?

And you don't have much time.”

“Ah.

Understood.”

As soon as this dungeon raid ended, Lowen had to hurry and lead the First Legion out of the border area.

Even though they had used Penelope to keep the Demon King away from the front lines, he might return sooner than expected.

There was no reason to waste time unnecessarily, so they immediately entered the ark.

The inside of the Ark of Confinement was not made of gold like the outside.

Rather, fitting its name as a dungeon, it consisted of dark corridors with lights installed here and there.

Step, step—

Unlike the entrance areas of other dungeons, there were no monsters at the beginning.

Thus, the party proceeded without much caution and soon reached the end of the starting area.

Unlike the places they had challenged so far, four enormous doors had been arranged there to mark the beginning of the dungeon.

Ark of Confinement.

This place was designed so that each of the four party members passed through one door individually, overcame the trial waiting beyond it, and then reunited at the deepest part of the dungeon.

As befitted a dungeon from the latter half of the scenario, there was a particularly ridiculous rule.

If even one of the four trials failed, the entire party would die.

‘Even if I successfully clear my trial, if just one person makes a mistake, the entire party is wiped out.’

Yet there was not even the slightest hint of tension on Glenn's face.

Although the difficulty was ridiculous, he knew these people well enough to trust that they would overcome their trials and reach the deepest part of the dungeon.

“We'll have to split up for a while.

Lowen, let's meet again at the deepest part.”

“Romina.

There is no need to worry about the combat power that comes after Brother Glenn.

You and I must do our best.”

“That's true.

You're definitely something to worry about.”

Glenn nodded as he watched Romina and Ridenhall bicker with each other as usual.

On the other hand—

“Are you nervous?”

Unlike the others, Lowen's red eyes, which were as powerful as Glenn's, clearly showed signs of nervousness.

“I heard yesterday that the trial beyond this door gives the person attempting it an extreme trial suited to their level.”

“Yeah.

That's right.”

“……I, who am shaken even by those weaker than myself… honestly don't know whether I can overcome a trial that surpasses me.”

Lowen lowered her gaze as she looked down at her rough hands, hardened through years of effort.

At that moment, Glenn suddenly approached her and placed both hands on her shoulders.

“……?”

“Do you remember what I told you last time?”

Live and repay me.

Remembering the words Glenn had spoken when he saved her from Kacherto's magic embedded in her beloved sword, Tearbel, Lowen's voice trembled.

“……How could I forget those words?”

“Good.

Then that's enough.”

Glenn patted her shoulders before stepping away from Lowen.

That was all.

But Lowen understood what he was trying to tell her.

She watched his back as he turned and headed toward his own door, then smiled bitterly.

“Thank you.”

Lowen faced the door in front of her.

The light that had been wavering anxiously within her red eyes had already become steady.

“Then.

See you at the deepest part.”

“Yeah.”

“Understood.”

“I'll definitely do that.”

With bright voices, Glenn's party disappeared through their respective doors.

There was no trace of anxiety in their voices or eyes as they parted.

BOOM—!

The moment Glenn stepped through the door, it closed behind him.

Fortunately, the surroundings were bright, so his vision was not swallowed by darkness.

What illuminated the area were thousands upon thousands of candles.

The place illuminated by those thousands of candles was a ruin that appeared to have once been a massive cathedral.

“……”

The gray eyes that had been filled with leisure and playfulness only moments ago now contained a serious and cold gleam.

There was no visible threat or monster around him, but Glenn immediately summoned Einheria and gripped it in his right hand.

The moment he crossed the door, the trial had begun, and there was no way to predict what kind of trial would be imposed upon him.

Moreover, if the trial was difficult enough for Glenn, a Nine-Star Paladin, to consider it extreme, letting his guard down was absolutely forbidden.

Step, step—

Carrying an appropriate amount of tension, Glenn walked through the ruined cathedral.

He passed through the grand chapel where he had first opened his eyes, entered the prayer room, came out into the corridor, and then moved into the courtyard.

While searching for the trial, Glenn eventually arrived at a cemetery prepared behind the cathedral.

And finally, there he encountered the trial that had been assigned to him.

“……”

Gravestones stretched far into the distance on both sides.

At the end stood a large tomb that appeared to belong to someone of noble status.

And in front of that tomb, a knight was kneeling in prayer.

Clank—

The knight turned at Glenn's approach.

“……”

“Hmm?”

It was a face that seemed familiar yet unfamiliar.

But when Glenn saw the gray hair hanging down as though soaked by rain, the gray eyes matching it, and the armor that resembled his own but was slightly different, he realized who his opponent was.

“Ha.

As expected… this is one hell of a dungeon.”

Glenn ran a hand through his hair as though annoyed.

Looking at the gray-haired knight standing before him, Glenn clicked his tongue.

Glenn had seen that man at the Wordsworth mansion.

More precisely, he had seen him in a portrait hanging along the corridor leading to the lord's office.

The man standing before him was depicted in the very first painting.

“Graham Wordsworth.”

Glenn's trial was the founder of his family and the legendary hero who was the only person in Wordsworth history to reach the Ninth Realm.

“Even if I don't know your face, isn't killing my own ancestor taking things a little too far?”

He had more or less guessed what was happening.

After all, what the Ark of Confinement imprisoned were beings from the past.

In fact, many playable characters in the original story had suffered severe mental anguish here.

In the original story, Lucearia, who became a demon contractor, encountered the saintess of the previous generation whom she respected as her trial.

After defeating her, she suffered from guilt for a long time.

Rufus encountered his master, the person who had rescued him from the slave arena, as his trial.

As a result, he could not hold a sword for two whole days.

And the same would probably have been true for Glenn Wordsworth in the original story.

Shing—

The founder of the Wordsworth family regarded his distant descendant Glenn as nothing more than an intruder.

Facing him would certainly not have been easy for a nobleman.

Fortunately, although the current Glenn was connected to Graham Wordsworth by blood, their souls were not connected.

Therefore, Glenn did not feel the mental anguish he would normally have been expected to experience.

“So, Ancestor.

Please fall down and let your descendant accomplish something important.”

Rather, with a sinister smile, Glenn infused Einheria with holy power.


“……!”

Unlike the Demon King's Castle in her memories, this place was dyed black.

But that was not important.

What mattered was standing right in front of her.

“Ah, ah……”

Romina took a step backward as she stared at the man standing before her.

Step—

The man took one step toward her.

Curly red hair.

Beneath it, the eyes staring at Romina were the same amber color as hers.

“Fa… ther……!”

“……”

Diaro El Blanditear.

The previous Demon King and the father of Rominia El Blanditear.

He was her trial.

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