106 Episode 35. The Tragedy of Colon (5)

"Is the plan not good? There is no escort or attendant. As long as you can turn one of Muron's eyes off, it's as good as peeping into the basement."

"It's not a big deal. Let's assume that when you drew attention, checked the basement, there was really a biogolem experiment. There we can get some evidence. And then your safety is not guaranteed at all."

"Why don't I just drop out of my drink? After you get out of the cellar first."

"You don't know the wizards very well. How many alerting spells do you think there are in the basement? As soon as you enter the basement, you'll have no choice but to notice the Muron. Then you're a dead man."

"We're not investigating this place without that much determination."

"Sometimes it's better to distinguish courage from all-around, reporter friend. What's the point of dying before you even achieve a feat?”

Jean didn't want to use Dino as a dumping card. This brave reporter is a man who deserves to survive.

Dino's death also disrupted plans to create a cause.

"Let's do this. We're also going to be Muron's drinking buddy with your introduction."

"Yes?"

"Come with me for a drink. Our profession is a wandering mercenary and storyteller. You bumped into us, and it looked fun, so you brought us to Muron."

"Will Muron believe that? I'm sure you'll find it suspicious."

Jean gave a bitter smile.

"What kind of person is the Muron you saw?”

"A maniac. A man who gets pleasure from seeing others' pain......that's about it'."

"You're right. But is that all? No matter how thoughtless you seem to live, you are the sixth of the Zipple. I think he already knows who you are.”

Dino waved his hand, saying it couldn't be.

"No way. If I had known who I was, I wouldn't have kept it alive until now."

"You may not know the exact identity. But read your diary again. Every native who had contacted you was taken to the basement within a week. What does this mean?"

Dino's pupils dilated.

He had never thought that aborigines were taken to the basement, only by Muron's experiment, and had anything to do with him.

Because Muron doesn't hurt himself. In Dino's common sense, a powerful man never let a man pry after himself.

That's exactly what was blurring Dino's logical judgment. Every single aborigine he met had a clear record of being taken to the basement within a week.

"And a drinker...... did Muron get so bored that he often wanted you to write his masterpiece? It can't be. He was watching a rat that didn't even know he was in a jar. You are."

"What's that? A rat trapped in a jar......I will."

"Yes. Probably intrigued. He's so fearless, thinking, "Why don't you know so far when you're sending signals to each of the natives who came into contact with you to the natives you've come into contact with?"

"No way. ... No, what the hell can Muron get?"

"You told me. Muron is a maniac who enjoys the pain of others. Then you'll probably get a kick out of it, right?”

Dino, who lost his strength in his legs for a moment, stepped back without realizing it.

He thinks Jean's story is a great leap forward.

Somehow I couldn't refute it. Also, if that is true, I have no idea how to apologize to the natives who have been taken because of me.

"So even if you come to Muron with us, he's not on the lookout. They'll welcome the mouse for bringing their cute friends. For him, it's more of a toy."

There were three main reasons why Jin spoke so confidently.

First, except for one tika. The exact time when the natives who came into contact with Dino in the diary will be taken away is exactly the same.

Second, the stories I heard before my return. At that time, even the Tonya brothers, who were in the midst of an accident, used the term "angel" compared to Muron Zipple.

Third, the arena of cosmos, the conversation with Veradin on the last day. He poured out a lot of stories all night at the time, including that he hated Muron Zipple very much.

Muron is especially disgusting. It's no match for my late uncle Andrey. Whenever I think of him, I feel nauseous even in my sleep. Why did the elders give up the seven-horse tower to Muron?

Huh, how could you say that! What the hell is wrong with you?

Dante, a monster in the abyss that good friends like you can never imagine.

Suddenly, it was Jin who felt strange to himself, who naturally trusted Veradin's comment on Muron. And at this moment, a little longing, thinking of Veradin and Dante.

"All those... ..what if it was a wrong assumption? Lee, if you look at the diary, there's only one person. There's a native who's still alive in contact with me."

"Latica tica finishica."

"Yes, she's...….”

Dino stopped talking and clenched his teeth.

"I sincerely hope your family is wrong. Well, if you're expecting it, I think you know why Muron kept her alive.….”

"Let's go check it out a little later. Is it my imagination, or is the Muron that much trash?"

"Kid, everything's good. What are you going to do when you meet Muron?"

"Well, I'm going to play along with his rhythm at the right time. Dino told me about the situation, we'll kill him and it'll be over.”

"The reason why you go to a drinking party and respond is to keep Muron off guard. He wouldn't know what we're capable of. We also check if he has any hidden numbers or traps."

Kashmir, who grasped Jean's intentions, nodded and said,

"Yes, and if you're having a drink and you're talking about it, there might be a moment when you can easily kill that disgusting fellow. Even if my family is wrong, fighting is inevitable."

After a while, four people put their heads together.

Soon after they set up their respective aliases and occupations, they kissed in preparation for some unexpected situations.

"When you get inside, you need to locate the natives immediately. When the battle begins, we have to protect Dino and the natives first."

"And if any of us catch Muron's carelessness, we'll try to kill him immediately without a signal."

Dino condensed all the information he knew about the colons for five minutes.

"The basement in the center is where the natives were taken. Once again, there are no guards or attendants. I can't join the battle, so I'll wish you luck."

Four people, who had finished organizing, began to walk down the driveway. Dino was ahead, and the rest seemed to follow. Of course Jean lifted Multa's run, and Kashmir and Murakan took off their masks.

Muron, who was still talking to himself, waved gladly as soon as he felt the presence.

"Oh! Dino, I've been missing you so much already. Hah, I can't have a conversation with these uncivilized bastards....you brought your friends today, too.

As soon as I saw Muron with a big smile.

Dino had no choice but to feel the goose bumps in his back.

"As the boy said......you're welcoming me, aren't you?’

Dino, who managed to manage his expression, bowed politely.

"I'm sorry to bring you other people without permission, Mr. Muron. These are people I met by chance, and I'm afraid I'll be the only one to wait on a drink every time...... I'm sorry if I was presumptuous."

"It's all right, it's all right! Where did you meet them?”

said Muron, turning his eyes to the bonfire.

He seemed to be trying to hide the corners of his mouth that had risen to the fullest.

"I met him while digging for medicinal herbs in the Feylon border area. A group of mercenaries operating in northern Palon on their way home on vacation.More."

"It's an honor to meet you, Lord Muron Zipple."

"It's a pleasure to meet you."

"Stop, stop. No self-introduction. Let's not do that. Hey! Bring me more glasses!"

"Then one of the natives, who was beside him, came running with a glass and gave it to four men."

gurgle gurgle

Muron filling a party's glass without sincerity. The glass overflowed and wine poured down the floor.

"Dino... ...Dino Zaglan."

Holding the bottle, Muron smiled a strange smile. Then, with his eyes wide open, he brought his face closer to the campfire.

"Yes, Mr. Muron."

"Since we first met two weeks ago, I've been really curious about who you are. A commoner who just enters the restricted area of the Jipple. You can't have that, can you?”

"I'm sorry."

"Ahhhhh. I'm not trying to blame you. Anyway, from then on I really cared about you......when I saw you meeting the natives behind my back! I was wondering if it was the clumsy watchman my father had put on me. He's got the wrong end of the stick."

Hah, hah, hahaha.

The Muron burst out laughing one after another. Dino waited for his next words, not knowing what to do.

The Qin party was keenly aware. It was because things were likely to happen sooner than expected.

"But now I've brought my friends to the restricted area without my permission......? Aah! Dino, what the hell is wrong with your hair? What makes him so fearless? I just couldn't understand. I almost got goose bumps!"

Soon, Muron burst into laughter. I was so excited by laughing that I felt like my face would be stuck in a bonfire.

"Muron......nim?"

Ttuk.

Muron, who stopped laughing at once, drank a glass of wine in his lowered his head.

"But now I know everything. Why your liver was so swollen."

"What do you mean...….”

"The Sword's Garden. It was them behind you."

Sreung!

Jean was the first to swing the sword. Almost at the same time Kashmir also stabbed the side of Muron, and Murakhan stood in front of Dino and unfolded the shield.

Bang!

Two swords banged off something.

Hidden in a bonfire, it was a shield formed by the expansion of compressed mana.

"You mean I didn't sense any mana like this? This is why you brought your face to the campfire?’

Murakan was also shocked.

Muron seemed to have some sort of ability to completely conceal the energy of mana, even though he was not a spiritual user.

"Jin Looncandel! Must have been commissioned by a runaway rookie!"

"You know my face. I thought I'd stick to mysticism in my own way. That's why hard-won aliases and jobs are useless."

Jin, who took a step back, kicked his tongue and fixed his posture.