HBWnovel Chapter 27 - Dungeon, Inheritance, The King of the Mountains (2)
Chapter 27 - Dungeon, Inheritance, The King of the Mountains (2)
Chapter 27 - Dungeon, Inheritance, The King of the Mountains (2) Translator: Seven
“That’s correct.”
Schweiser smiled faintly and then the smoke disappeared.
Krrr.
The huge door then began opening slowly. Frey, who was one step away from it, stood there and watched this happen.
Finally, the inside of the dungeon was revealed. However, Frey didn’t seem the least bit happy about it.
“…”
The huge room behind the door was empty.
No, it wasn’t empty.
There were two metal figures standing there that seemed to be made from an unknown metal.
They were Iron Golems.
But these weren’t something that could be taken away because they were, in essence, the guardians of the dungeon.
They were so powerful that even Frey might not be able to defeat them.
Originally, this room should have been some powerful spells, magic re
While Frey was still in shock from the revelation after 4,000 years, Schweiser continued speaking in a leisure tone.
“Ah. My mouth is sore. If I kept talking like this I’d feel bad, so that’s all for that little chat. Anyway, about this woman named Iris. There were three powerful demons that she was contracted to. Among them, there was one who held a different weapon in each hand, and represented the existence of good and evil…”
“…Asura.”
“That’s correct!”
Krrr.
The huge door slowly opened and dust rose.
Schweiser’s figure once again disappeared after giving a bright smile.
Instead of stepping forward, Frey hesitated while wearing a complex expression.
‘…don’t tell me he is going to keep going like this?’
It felt like sneaking a peek at his friend’s diary.
Whether to go in or not.
Frey was seriously feeling troubled.
* * *
The next room was also very large, but unlike the first room, it was not empty.
However, there was only one thing that seemed to be a magic item.
[Bracelet of Perpetual Snow]
It was a magic tool that let the user cast the 7 star spell ‘Blizzard’ once a week.
It could be called an amazing item.
Yet Frey passed it immediately without a second glance.
It was not what he wanted.
Frey approached yet another door.
After infusing his mana, Schweiser appeared again.
A cheerful smile was on his face and he appeared to be a few years old.
“Then the next question…”
“…”
The dungeon was very long. Fortunately, there was no question that Frey was unable to answer.
However, most of the questions were not things that many people would know.
He knew Schweiser was weird, but Frey hadn’t expected him to make the questions in his dungeon like this.
They had nothing to do with magical knowledge.
When he arrived in the fifth room, Schweiser spoke again.
“You’re the first to have come this far.”
That was right.
In this room there were Schweisers many magic items, spells and research books that would be extremely valuable if taken outside.
There were even martial arts books and scrolls that could be used by knights or magical martial artists.
‘Lava Shoes, Flying Cloak, Iron Golem’s Summoning Stone, Moonlight Sword…’
Even if it was a wizard, mercenary or knight, the items that they could find here were things that they would even sell their souls for.
However, Frey only continued walking as he took a glance at them.
Passing through the room.
Passing through.
Passing through again.
At one point, Frey had lost count of just how many rooms he had gone through.
‘This is the tenth room.’
“This is the last room.”
Schweiser was wearing his usual smile but Frey couldn’t help but stare at him.
This was a Schweiser that he had never seen.
The long white beard, the numerous wrinkles and now his white robe seemed to match his overall appearance.
When Frey had seen Schweiser last, he was only middle aged.
He had never seen his old friend this ‘old’.
Frey couldn’t help but mutter even though he knew that Schweiser couldn’t hear him.
“But this means that you lived longer than I did.”
Frey’s body died at the age of fifty and his soul was trapped in the abyss.
Now, Schweiser appeared to be in his 70s. His previous mischievous attitude was nowhere to be seen.
He was still smiling happily, but now it appeared more like the kind smile of the elderly.
Frey listened to what Schweiser had to say.
“Lucas Traumen.”
At those words, Frey’s body shook.
Because his name was called in a voice that seemed to contain an indescribable sense of sadness.
“Standing at the top of the world by the age of forty, the Great Mage! The master who received the respect of everyone in the world! Being able to be his friend is one of the things I’m most proud of in my life.”
“…me too.”
Frey’s lips twitched and he felt an itch in his eye.
“I do too.”
“I will give you the last question. What is my real name?”
“…!”
Frey shuddered.
He felt like Schweiser was smiling and looking at him.
‘This question…’
Maybe in the entire world, only ‘Lucas’ would know the answer to that question.
At that time, Frey truly began to feel like Schweiser was looking at him.
Like he was looking at him with an expectant gaze.
“Schweiser Wilsemann.”
Schweiser let out a laugh.
It was bright and refreshing.
“That’s correct. And…everything inside is for you.”
“Did you know? Wait.”
Frey, with a voice filled with longing, hurriedly asked. Knowing that his voice could never reach.
Schweiser still smiled and moved his lips.
“…”
“What was that?”
Frey could not hear the words.
Schweiser’s figure slowly disappeared like a ghost.