My Viins Chapter 332


    58. Reunion (1)


    – Knocked up.


    The gloomy orange lights of the long tunnel flicker past the car windows. As the darkness over the old sedan retreated moment by moment, I rolled my eyes.


    Then I realized. that you are dreaming


    Three people and a ck-headed beast were riding in the old sedan.


    The man and woman in the front seat looked straight ahead without saying a word. The cool air current flowing between the two was clear to the eyes of the young beast.


    I held my breath and looked around to see a girl who looked like she was nine years old, ncing at me. His dark eyes, mixed with resentment and curiosity, secretly twinkled.


    Except for the light and noise from outside, the inside of the car was as dark and quiet as a coffin.


    Perhaps it was around this time that I closed my eyes. It was to escape the suffocating air.


    At first nce, the atmosphere seems like a nightmare, but in fact, this dream was far from that.


    So to speak, this… was more like a prologue to a movie. It’s amon story, but it’s a family movie that warms one side of the heart.


    “…It would have been much better if the ending hadn’t been tightened.”


    As the ck-headed beast spat out words, the man and woman looked back. As befits an illusion created by a dream, their gaze was empty. It was creepy.


    I tightly closed my eyes.


    A surge of will quickly dispelled the dream. The old car and the new family disappeared just like that.


    The scene of the dream was shattered, and everywhere was filled with nothingness.


    I was thinking of going back after swimming in this peaceful space for some time. That was until I heard a faint voice from somewhere far away.


    One word didn’t sound right.


    However, it was immediately clear who the voice belonged to.


    So the very next moment I was standing in front of her.


    A degenerate garden where fallen leaves are blowing in the cool wind.


    At the sound of crunchy footsteps, the girl turned around.


    “……ah.” And he held his breath. Her eyes, which had been blurry as if dreaming, regained their focus, and colorful colors spread across her dazed white face. Like that, Ellen bloomed like a blue forget-me-not.


    “trunnion.”


    “Ellen.”


    Ellen, who blinked her big eyes, threw herself. In case I missed it, I quickly stretched out my arms and hugged him tightly.


    After repeating each other’s names, kissing each other, and hugging deeply again, I came to my senses.


    “How did you get in here?”


    “Wait a minute.”


    Ellen took a deep breath and shook the confusion that filled her blue eyes.


    “This is no ordinary dream. It’s the quasi-dimensional you showed me before.”


    “that’s right. But why are you here?”


    “That is what I want to ask. This Juncha Won belongs to you.”


    “That’s the case… After


    thinking about it for a while, Ellen shook her head and said –


    “Okay. What do you know about that?”


    Then he pulled my neck again and kissed me.


    I also wanted to continue enjoying Ellen’s soft tongue, but her appearance bothered me.


    “But why are you wearing that?”


    “Oh this…


    Ellen fiddled with the breastte draped under her robes. It has quite a few scratches, but it’s a pretty luxurious armor.


    It was a simple item that covered only the stomach and chest, but Ellen was the one who insisted that wearing only leather armor would be annoying. But since he’s wearing iron armor, he can’t help but wonder.


    “…I’m exploring the mausoleum.”


    “Mausoleum?”


    “huh. The mausoleum of the great wizard Radakalin.”


    I opened my mouth in surprise at what he hesitated to say.


    “…a dragon cave? why are you going there now? I’m only a little over level 30- No, I didn’t have enough skills, but I went there? alone?”


    “I am not alone. Mira Steedman Simos Cole Hargney is with me.”


    Names I haven’t heard in a long time.


    Freckled Mira and the tight-knit Steedman Archer Cole are loyal mercenaries with whom they met in Longville. One-eyed Simos is a demonic swordsman who deals with electricity, and Master Hagni is a battle mage who was captured while chasing Ellen.


    “Anyway, there”


    “It’s okay.”


    Ellen smiled calmly and stroked my cheek.


    “I will return to you. certainly.”


    “Ellen.”


    “So don’t worry and wait.”


    As I was thinking about Radakalin’s mausoleum, the so-called ‘Yonggul’, I couldn’t hear any of his words.


    However, no matter how much he thought about it, it was impossible to break through the dragon cave with a level of around 30.


    “Because I am not alone, there might be a possibility – no no. No matter how much the grave keeper dragon is on the verge of dying, he’s not an opponent you can push against


    .”


    “trunnion.”


    “At least, if consumable items like runes and scrolls were enough…


    “Stop Poi.”


    A resolute voice cut through my murmur.


    “What I need right now is memories from Earth, not hints for y.”


    “Ellen.”


    “hug me. Tell me you’ll wait for me and see you again soon. That’s all you need.” It was around that time that faintmotion began to be heard from somewhere. As the owner of the quasi-dimensional, I felt that sound was a sign that this dream would end soon.


    “hurry.”


    Did Ellen feel it too? The boy was looking at me with widened eyes.


    “okay.”


    He hugged his trembling shoulders deeply.


    “i’ll wait. I’ll see you soon, but I’ll wait eagerly.”


    “…huh.”


    A moist kiss was thest.


    As if thrown out of a dream or dragged into reality, I finally opened my eyes.


    ……under.


    “It’s a wyvern! Conveyor shouted with a blood clot in his throat, and soon the campsite turned into mayhem.


    “wake up! It’s a night raid!”


    “The enemy ising!”


    “No monster! Wyvern!”


    Soldiers and knights, as well as minor lords and battle mages, came out of the tent as if rolling.


    It was a pretty quick response. It was thanks to General McNeil’s warning several times about the possibility of a night attack immediately after entering the teau.


    “Prepare the crossbow!”


    “If they scatter, they will be eaten! Get together and raise the spear!”


    While the officers and sergeants were shouting back and forth, McNeil tightened the straps of his helmet and looked up at the night sky to the west.


    A group of wyverns that appeared against the background of the cloudy moonlight were still pping their wings high up there.


    ‘Pass by, just pass by.’


    At first nce, he prayed for a while as he looked as if he would fly past the camp.


    Kyaaaaaaagh-!


    To put that prayer to shame, the leader and this time howled as if screaming. Then, dozens of Wyverns turned all at once and began to hover in the dark sky.


    “Jimiral. Then it is.”


    General Meil shouted as he pulled out the treasured sword ‘Hogar’ borrowed from his master.


    “They are brave men! Spread spread-!”


    While the soldiers scrambled at hismand, the Wyverns let go of the luggage they were holding with their sharp ws.


    “Ughhh.”


    “damage-!”


    What the Wyverns dropped were dozens of oil jars woven withs.


    The loosely tightened was released during the fall, and the released oil jars scattered randomly. With a bang! A loud noise pounded the entire camp.


    The centa of the oil jarnded in a clearing or in a tent. A few knocked soldiers on the head and othersnded near campfires.


    Roaring /


    “Fire! It is fire!”


    “Bring water!”


    “Damn it, don’t go away! It’s firewood oil!”


    The camp was confused enough with the oil pot, but the dragon knights took something out of their arms as if they were not satisfied with this level.


    It was a magic scroll.


    More than fifty parchment scrolls were ripped at once, and each one poured out its own spell.


    sh –


    The night sky suddenly brightened. This is because most of the scrolls contained fire spells.


    All sorts of spells, such as clouds of fire, fireballs, and arrows of fire, mmed down on the ground and shattered, bing a rain of mes.


    Looking up at the night sky brightened by fireworks, General McNeil gritted his teeth and screamed.


    “It’s magic! Block it!”


    The battle mages near him as well as the mages scattered throughout the camp spread their spells.


    Most of them counterbnced the attacking magic by shooting it in the face, and some built a ceiling by dragging snow or soil that covered the ground.


    “Whoop-!”


    An old wizard puffed out his chest and inhaled. Then all the raindrops of me that fell nearby were swept into his mouth. However, there were only about a dozen really skilled wizards who responded properly in that way, and most of them were so surprised by the night raid that they couldn’t even cast their spells properly.


    In the end, half of the camp was exposed to a rain of mes. Pirs of fire soared everywhere.


    “Kkoaaaaagh!”


    “Save me-”


    The unlucky soldiers who were covered in oil screamed as they were engulfed in mes in an instant. As the soldiers in the ranks dispersed, a sergeant gritted his teeth.


    “Damn-”


    he thrust his knife at the struggling soldier in mes. As the soldier with the knife stuck in his throat fell face down on the ground while burning, the sergeant growled at the gazes gathered at him.


    “What are you looking at, you assholes! damage!”


    “General, we must fight back!”


    “How is the X-arm?”


    The dragon knights were hovering above the sky, shooting arrows or throwing spears at the ground. Because of its height, it was clear that no arrows or crossbows would be able to get close to it.


    “These bats-!”


    At that time, with a loud roar, a por tree uprooted soared into the night sky. One of the wyverns was hit by it, and its wings caught on a tree branch, causing it to fall.


    McNeil looked nkly in the direction he had heard the roar. A gigantic savage called the Thunder Giant was throwing a huge boulder with both legs nted in the ground up to his shins.


    “…It’s a good method, but I can’t follow it.”


    General McNeil stuck out his tongue and looked back and shouted.


    “Raph! Do something!”


    At his words, the monster with bandages under a ragged cloak stepped out. It was Raff, the magician who guarded the side of Count Os.


    He seemed to have been preparing the order from the very beginning, and he immediately spat out the starter word.


    “Itshakti Naakme-” He opened his arms with a horrifying voice as if scratching an iron te, and countless forearm-sized locusts protruded from under his cloak.


    “Uyutem waal!”


    A swarm of locusts rose like mist and attacked the dragon knights. The dragon knights raised their altitude against Utequai’s counterattack, but the giant locusts attacked them in an instant.


    The dragon knights responded by pulling out their weapons, but it was not easy to kill all the locusts one by one.


    Raff, who was almost two meters tall, shrank to less than half that size and said to McNeil.


    “They’re not over!”


    “what?”


    “There are horsemening over the hill.”


    “…Hmm then that’s right.”


    The middle-aged general spat phlegm and gave a distorted smile.


    “Tell the knights. It’s your turn.”