103 Episode 35. The Tragedy of Colon (2)

The look on the board was strange.

The narrowed forehead seemed to be trembling and afraid, but Jin did not miss the two eyes of the board moving along the letters on the map.

"That letter, can you read it?"

"How did you know... ...that I was a colonist? What are you people?"

A plate staring at the losing party with a wary look.

He was recalling the day three years ago when he escaped from his hometown, which was now "historical" by Jipple. The day we smuggled ourselves to the Tikan Free City to avoid the eyes of the Jipple Wizards.

"Well... how can I explain it? I'm the eater of Alisa's defense chief here, and this black-haired friend is a dragon, a green-haired boy is a dragon, and this is a six-year-old girl, as you can see."

It wasn't just the board that turned pale when Jean blew herself into shapely.

"Hey, hey, kid! What if you say it all like that?"

"What do I do? You feel like Mr. Pan will give you some important clues about this map. Well, Mr. Pan. How we recognized Mr. Pan is...….”

I thought I'd better just be honest. Except that Yuria is a contractor for Azmil.

"The green-haired Ratri is the Az Mill's dragon. When I touched the map I had been getting, I was drawn to the original idea and saw the past, and the people I saw in it seemed to be the same race as Pann.More. It's a coincidence, so to speak."

"Huh."

Fan had no answer in time, and then said,

"Can I come over with a cigarette?"

"Sure."

Pan trudged to the front yard of the seafood soup restaurant. Then he leaned against the wall and lit a cigarette.

'So, Mr. Pan, I told the guards earlier that I didn't have cigarettes, but you did.’

When Jean smiled, Ratri opened her mouth anxiously.

"What if he runs away?”

"How can he run away, this is the land of the unknown."

"Oh, I see. I'm sorry, Mr. Murakhan."

"What are you sorry for?”

"Uh, it's......no."

Soon after he had finished smoking, he looked quite resolute, as much thought into it as possible.

"May I ask you a few questions?"

"Of course."

"Are you guys Zipples?”

"I don't get along with them very well."

"Then do you know what this map means?"

"Isn't that a treasure?"

"Not a treasure."

"I see."

When Jean answered so and shrugged lightly, the pupils of the plate drooped.

"Will he hurt me if I don't help him?"

"I swear, even if Mr. Pan could pack enough seafood soup, he would never hurt or intimidate me. I can't help being caught in the defense for loud voices. Instead, Mr. Pan never met us."

Jean really meant to.

'You called yourself a Colon, so you must have suffered all sorts of humiliation before you came here to escape the eyes of the Giffle. You don't have to shorten the time by harassing Mr. Pan.’

In the midst of silence, Pan was agonizing.

Is it just a coincidence that Jin and his party met? And it was not long before we came to a conclusion.

It's not up to you to judge.

"My brother..."

"What?"

"Everyone, my brother. We'd better go see him for a while."

Jean nodded.

"Then let's wait until the seafood soup is packed."

* * *

Pan was a good liar.

I said I didn't have a cigarette, but I had one, and I asked him to go see my brother, but he wasn't my brother.

Pan's house, which he found with seafood soup, was located deep in a shabby alley, and when the party entered, it was so narrow that it felt like there was no empty space.

"It's the first time Pan has brought someone. Welcome, the noblemen of Tikan."

A woman disguised as Pan's "brother" welcomed the group.

She actually looked much younger than Pan, but Pan bowed his head as soon as he saw her.

"Mr. Riosa, I have brought a guest without permission."

"Good job, Pan."

The atmosphere was strange.

To be exact, the aura from Riosa was unusual. It is hard to explain to the extent that it is simply elegant or difficult to approach.

It is full of sacred energy. Usually, they say, "Why is your house so messy? Even Murakan seemed to be careful of what he said, saying, seemed to be careful of what he said.

And Jean could feel her intuition as soon as she saw her.

'The noblest lineage of the Colon natives, or a man chosen from their faith. Looks like that last descendant.’

Laosa had a little deeper insight.

"He who was born in the home of the sword and was chosen by the shadow, the Black Dragon and the Dragon of Truth. And Az Mill's dear child, and the captain of the Tikan garrison who always takes good care of Mr. Pan."

at a pinch

At the same time, all the members of the party looked at Laosa in surprise.

"How do you do that?”

"It's just a trick. I'm sorry to have surprised you. Pan, please give me a car."

"Okay."

While pouring water into the crushed kettle, Jin-eun was almost sweating behind her back.

It's a trick. ..?’

Even their initial attitude as if they already knew they would come.

Rosa was a kind of human being that Jean had never experienced before. No, I wondered if it was human in the first place.

"What a transcendent aura......I've certainly felt it once.’

The moment I signed a contract with Soldert in my previous life.

Although it feels weaker than then, the aura of Clezlaoosa had a similar point.

"Mr. Laosa, are you a god?"

It may sound like a random question.

The rest of the party, except for Yuria, had the same question as Jean because of her difficult-to-explain atmosphere.

Naturally, the energy of Laos is so great that the question "Are you God?" is asked.

"No, I'm a bowl. If I were a god, I would have lost my hometown and managed to hide like this.”

Only then did Murakan nod as if he knew.

"It's the spirit of the old God. There's a lot of insight left, but it's only a matter of time before the energy is gone.”

"You're right, but it breaks my heart to say so, Black Dragon."

"From what I've heard, this map, I think it's the Colon area. You guys are colonists. I've never heard of an old god living in Colon. Who is it?"

"You won't know if I tell you. More than that, could you show me the map?”

When Rosa reached out her hand, Jean turned over the map.

"This was made by my late grandfather. Originally, there were two fates on this map...... I'm glad to reach you, not at the hands of the Zipple. Jean Looncandel, I guess my weak faith worked."

"May I ask what the letters on the map mean?"

the reader of this article with the heart of Colon.

Don't turn away from us.Ooh.

Come here and shout, we're just quiet people.

They're quiet people.

God gave us a heavy mission, but he gave us no strength.

I feel sorry for you.

Lao sa pronounced the sentence of Colon in continental language.

"This is what it says."

There was sorrow in the calm eyes of Laosa, who spoke calmly. He remembers the history of oppression that trampled on his hometown for hundreds of years, and his grandfather who had already died.

"The mission here is to protect the objects on this sign. Do you happen to know what kind of situation Colon is in right now?”

"It became a historic site. By a jipple. When I was at home, I went on a mission there."

"Haha... ...under the pretext of excavating the ruins, Jipple is looking for our new property. Their magic hasn't yet found it, but it's only a matter of time. We don't have the power to resist."

Chi Yi Ik... ...

The teapot was boiling. The plates, each taking out a cup of tea, seemed to be holding back tears. His back, his shoulders are moving up and down.

When Pan pulled out of the car with a flushed face, Lao-sha smiled gently.

"My grandfather was a bit of an ideal man. So he just wrote on this map, "Don't turn a blind eye to us..."...but I don't. Why don't you make a deal with me?"

"Now you're in a position to lose your insight soon, and a deal, just tell him to help. You know, Colon's an area we've been trying to go anyway."

That's what he said, but Murakhan seemed to just want to help the Lao people's tribe.

I didn't think there was a need to make-believe deal. As Murakan said, it was the place he was going to go anyway, and it was originally planned to make sure that the "mirror" was not allowed to have it.

"I don't believe in slogans that began with sympathy or compassion. Me and Pan had to be hurt several times by clumsy favors before we got this little house in Tikan.”

"Aigo, Mr. Rosa. You'd better quickly erase those memories. I'm sorry."

"If you're sorry, stop drinking and causing trouble, Pan. Anyway, if you save Colon's people. There's only one reward I can offer."

"What is it?"

"I will use all my power to call your God once. It's probably been a long time since you heard the voice of Soldierlet."

In that part, Murakan and Jin looked at each other at the same time.

"Huh... ...you know everything. How come this town is in the spirit of the old God, to the contractor of Azmil. There's a lot of kids involved in the future or insight. What are you going to do, Jean?"

"Well, do you need to say no? All right, Rosa. I'll go to Colon soon. But I can't be sure if I can "save" his own people.”

Wouldn't it be enough to simply fight with the wizards of Jipple in Colon, secure a mirror, and escape the natives to a safe area?

Salvation was not in one's territory.

"Just giving it there is enough. I'll tell you more about the inside of the colon, so you'd better stay a little longer.”

* * *

February 20, 1796.

Among the group, it was three people who left for Colon.

Jean and Murakhan, and Kashmir.

Quikantel is in a position where his face should not be sold to the Zipple after the deaths of Andrey and Buretta not long ago, and Gilly is sealed with force and Enya has yet to participate in the actual game.

Alisa also needs to stay in Tikan in case of emergency.

Only three of them were forced to go. And they had just arrived at the Colon site, dressed up as ordinary travelers.

But there was one problem from the beginning.

'What...... no longer open historical sites to travelers?’

The Colon site is different from when Jin went on a mission as a cadet.

It was a restricted area, strictly prohibited from entering the public during the day.