Dungeon Defense

< -- Guardian --> 『 502 』

‘You must be lying to me about being west. ’

Barbato leans on his staff and walks away. After falling three times in a row, she grabs the right branch. However, when he walked about thirty paces, Barbato accepted that his whole body should not be overdone.

“Phew... Phew... Phew. ”

Barbato leans against the tree and bows his head. It was harder than when I planted a diary with Agares for more than half a day. When I think about it, I wasn't exaggerating. At least three or four times more powerless than then.

‘Even though you hate me that much, there's no way you could have taught me the right place. It's a trick I calculated and handed over until I ignored the advice and went in the opposite direction. The purpose of obsessing over the word "west" itself.... ’

Barbato draws a map of the continent on the ground, breathing heavily. It was not detailed but roughly drawn by each country, but surprisingly, it was the exact location of the city.

‘To the west are Frank, Batavia, Bernice, Brittany and Castilla. Damn, that's a big one. ’

Barbato drew an X in five of the thirteen countries. I feel a little more comfortable breathing. I may have been mistaken, but at least I felt at ease. We've cleared about a third of the continent wide.

‘It's not Habsburg. The Dantalian disappeared because he wanted to erase his existence without a trace. Too many memories in Habsburg. There are too many elements that define your identity.... Isn't that right, Dantalian? ’

The Habsburg Empire and the Habsburg Republic have X's.

Out of the thirteen countries, six remain.

Barbato glances down at the map. Your eyes narrow. A fierce fatigue grips Barbatos. But joy. The joy of finding Dantalian beyond the fate of his death sentence overwhelmed all fatigue.

‘It's hard to be sure... but not Tuton, Sardinia, or Polytunia. Too close to Habsburg. Far away. A place where the name' Demon King 'had little effect. He must have gone to that place. ’

Barbatos has wiped out several countries.

Then there were only three spots left on the map.

The Kalmar Alliance. The Kingdom of Moscow. The Anatolian Empire.

“ ……. ”

Barbatos looks at the map silently.

Three in thirteen countries.

If I just muttered the numbers, I definitely felt less. The problem was the size of the territory. A nation that alone occupies one-third of the continent, even if it is the Anatolian Empire. Many of them are desert, but I couldn't be careless.

‘The Dantalians will surely live in a barren place like the desert or snow. ’

That was the Dantalian.

Barbato rubs his eyes with confidence. I saw the crumpled blood on my face.

‘You've cut off all the ties you've taken so far. Sociality. Relationships. He just threw it all away. From there, back to a crowded place? And gradually connect with other people? ’

Barbatos chuckles. My esophagus and lungs, mouth and teeth hurt at the same time. Even a small smile was hard to endure. However, Barbato smiled....

‘Absolutely not. ’

Because, the Dantalian can only be fascinated by one thought.

Is it worth it to be around new people?

I threw away all the relationships I thought were precious. It's cut. It's cut. But now, if you meet someone new again, more than ever, it becomes an insult to your own relationships.

‘So it's impossible. ’

Dantalian wants time to stop.

A desert where life no longer grows.

Snow that dries up in the snow even after footsteps are taken.

Without granting himself the future, Dantalian will want to live with the past indefinitely.

‘I'm not suicidal. He's not gonna kill himself. He's like a breathing corpse. ’

However, the point of concern was the symptoms of Dantalian. How long can I stay awake with hallucinations and hallucinations? Even if you don't intend to, maybe you're just unconsciously aspiring to suicide.

No, it has to be.

Ordinary people cannot endure that loneliness for a year. Barbato knows that Dantalian has the same reason as the monster. Ten years, not even a hundred years. But what about 200 years? 300 years. Will it last 400 years?

‘In a hundred years. We have 200 years to find him, no matter how late it is. ’

Over 200 years, the Dantalian mind will be broken.

Even though it is alive and not dead, it is not Dantalian, it is something that was only Dantalian. Barbato didn't want it to end that way.

‘I want to meet Dantalian. ’

I wanted to see the smart one.

I missed the man who was shameless but blaming himself endlessly.

That's why the deadline is 200 years.

Ivar Lothbrok had more than one or two things on Barbatos. I was bound to find Dantalian alone. Barbato had to rely on only two feet and two hands to find him.

“ ……. ”

Barvatos stood up one day.

I didn't have time to wait. My body was heavy. I knew it. Now it was wise to rest well and leave in a healthy state. However, no matter how rational he was, he couldn't stand it.

That day, Barbato fell without leaving the forest.

It was a week after I opened my eyes. In broad daylight, the leaves and dirt cover Barbato's body. Barbatos rises to his feet after the bird has touched his face. I didn't know exactly how many days had passed. However, after seeing the number of leaves on his body, Barbato was furious.

“You idiot...! ”

She looks down at her palm and trembles.

No matter how many days I blew it with the ball, it was clear. Three days! I forgot three days before Dantalian could be destroyed. Barbato grits his teeth and hurries to his feet. There was no time to waste. Not even a little.

Any faster, Dantalian.

For a year.

Barbato burns his face and lower abdomen. The horn that had already been cut down even further, making it obscured by the hair. I no longer recognize her as Barbatos.

My face was badly burned. But it was for the best. The world was not sweet enough for a weak girl to wander around alone. Disgusting enough that it never takes the desire to commit. Makes people weird enough to lose themselves.

“I have leprosy.... ”

“No, definitely a witch.... ”

Everyone who saw Barbato's appearance muttered. Sometimes a rock flies. Saying to get out of their own villages and streets. One day, Barbato passed by Antonia in the Anatolian Empire and hit the stone hard in the head.

If it had been before, he would have snorted and passed it off sharply. But Barbatos falls unconscious as soon as he is hit by a stone. A day and a half. Barbato faints with blood.

“ ……. ”

When he regained consciousness, Barbato kicked his tongue lightly. I'm annoyed. I resent myself for not finding the strength or half a day there more than anyone who threw the stone. Barbato brushes off some wet blood in his hair.

“...... This side is busy. ”

She rushes forward as if nothing had happened.

A little faster.

Two years.

Barbato hides his face with a long hood. I never took off my hood even after the summer came. Sometimes, the heat made me unconscious. She realized that the 'ordinary body' was more uncomfortable than she thought.

It was as good as the fact that I still didn't need to eat or sleep. Meals and sleep consumed a tremendous amount of time. As I don't have to worry about it, I have more time to go around looking for Dantalian. Thank you...

Three years.

There were all these crazy stars in the world.

Barbato knew that his present appearance was so evil that his penis shrunk by itself even after three years of puberty. However, there was a man who attacked him. It wasn't just his looks, it was his voice.

Barbatos, who was ambushed in a shy alley, pretended to follow him around and only wanted a chance. I didn't scream. As soon as the man relaxed down the barricade, Barbato bit his penis pretending to be a fella.

“Rrrrghhh!”

The man screams in the alley.

Barbatos chopped a man's balls off with his self-defense dagger because he was in trouble if he held a grudge. Screaming. Barbatos slits a man's throat with a smile.

“If you want to rape me, punish at least one empire." Piece of shit. ”

You drop the dagger with its nasty blood on the ground, and Barbato slips out of the alley. Since that day Barbato has intentionally damaged his vocal cords. A beautiful voice turned into a walking, unpleasant tone.

Five years.

Seven years.

15 years.

A big village in a small village.

By the sea in the valley.

Where Humans live, where Goblins live, where magic dwells, and where spirits roam. From the wasteland to the corner of the cliff where no one seems to live.

Barbato walks without rest for an hour. The only time she collapsed was when her body couldn't take it anymore. You are reckless and foolish. But Barbatos cannot let go of one thing.

A little faster.

Dantalian.

62 years.

“Shit. Not here, either. ”

Barbatos draws an X in pencil on a parchment map.

She sighs. I searched most of Anatolia. There were a lot of things I hadn't explored yet, but I was able to distinguish between where to look and where not to look.

Fats, such as those that were difficult to obtain alcohol, were omitted. Barbato couldn't imagine Dantalian living in a state of mind without drinking. He has been intoxicated from the bone. Thus, places such as deserts in the middle of the desert or caves in the mountains were removed from the candidates.

“There's a good chance it's somewhere like an island.... ”

Ugh, and Barbato scratches his head.

There were musicians in the middle of town. He was a hired player in the city as the festival was approaching. Barbato glances at the players with a frown on his eyebrows, and suddenly he has an idea.

‘…… music? ’

Oh, and Barbato opens his mouth.

Dantalian is definitely a thousand years old, 10,000 years old, and will last forever. Maybe he's got something in place to keep his mind as stable as possible.

The best way to do it is to live in society. But this is impossible, Mr. President. What are the most appropriate means of maintaining your mind, other than your social life?

Hobby!

Barbatos is hit by a thunderstorm on his head.

They're doing music, crafts, drawings, whatever. They've got a hobby! ’

Barbato smiles brightly without even knowing it.

It was a moment when the direction was set for a long journey.

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