[Active: The mad druid’s attempt to incentivize Community Unlock is straight 200 IQ lmfao… releasing an extra chapter for the valiant effort.]
Dragon’s Na (2)
[Let’s stop. It’s a waste, Min-joon.]
“Damn it. There are so suggestions at stake, huh?”
I frowned. There was a man with his limbs restrained and floating in the air in front of my eyes.
His body was covered with dark stains, but no trauma was visible. Under his skin, those black stains moved like living creatures, and each ti they did, the body convulsed, and an indescribable odor rose around him. It wasn’t just the sweat dripping down his pores.
His lips opened slowly, and a voice of laughter filled with poison ca out.
“Kufufu… Khufufufufufuf!”
His face, whose dark make-up was removed, was surprisingly normal just by looking at it. It was kind of like Tom or Johnson, who was passing by.
At first glance, he might be mistaken for an average person. Yeah, if he hadn’t been smiling like that in that situation.
“Khufu… humph!”
He took a sudden deep breath, and his eyes sparkled. He then made a grunt, crushing the soft tissue in his mouth using his teeth. He bit his tongue again.
“That doesn’t work.”
How many tis already?
He acted like he couldn’t control his tongue since he was only allowed to move his neck. It wasn’t an expression of suicide but an expression of willingness to never give the information I wanted. After all, he couldn’t speak with his ragged tongue.
I flicked my fingers. The elixir was injected along the IV drip connected to Hessler’s neck. There were several barrels of that kind of magic solution around him, and what was injected at that mont was for repairing damaged living tissues.
As ti passed, he began to chatter again to see if his tongue had regenerated.
“Whatever you do, you won’t hear the answer you want… Khufufufu!”
I frowned. Was that a strong ntality or madness to overco the pain?
Hessler’s body, hanging naked, was stained with a strange color. That was due to the ability of tal Quécarditon which penetrated the body and stirred up the living tissue into a ss.
Liquid tal corroded the blood vessels of the limbs, extremities, burned muscles, and burst organs. In particular, it was targeting the nerve-racking points.
After the pain elapsed, the elixir was injected through the IV drip inserted in his neck, and the damaged body was restored. However, the remaining Quécarditon started moving again, and that process repeated for hours.
That extravagant torture continued because I couldn’t constantly use recovery magic. How many liters of elixir had been injected into that body so far? If I converted the value of the material into money, hmm…
More than that was aningless. It didn’t an he couldn’t feel the pain, but it seed his mind was restricted. He never answered any questions about the organization.
It was wasting ti and materials. I groaned inside and moved my Mana.
-Crack!
“Kugh… Kuhuhuuugh!”
The Quécarditon spreading in Hessler’s body flocked to one place according to my signal. Organs that caused instant death were avoided, but the process seed to be painful as well. His eye veins burst, and his teeth sharpened. His face turned blue and then swelled purple again.
The liquid tal that had spread all over his body was concentrated in the left foot. As I watched his feet turn black, I made a light gesture.
-Crack!
“Hueeeerrrkk!”
His left foot burst, and liquid tal slipped out.
“Khehehe hehehehehe!”
He laughed again as if he didn’t scream before. I wrapped the recovered magic tal around my wrist. While the enchanted Mana remained, I could use it more, but it seed to be aningless to that guy.
“Khufu… I will kill… I will kill you! I will kill you without faiiiiiil!”
The air was ringing. Oh, it was noisy.
“I won’t kill you easily. Heh heh…”
I asked back dryly, “Do you think those words are helpful in this situation?”
Hessler didn’t care and laughed in a hoarse voice.
“Khufu! Just wait. I’ll suture two drugged dog heads to both your thighs and then I’ll make your groin constantly grow a huge chunk of at. Yeah, just like that fox back then! The heads of dogs will go crazy and eat it. Don’t worry. I will continue to heal you so you don’t die as you did to today!”
Did it give an idea to do that?
However, knowing that the torture wouldn’t work further, I decided to move on to the next step. I put Hessler back in the Mana freeze. He opened his eyes even though he was imrsed in the solution, stared at , and lost consciousness.
“I need to call it. Let’s get so advice because that guy is a mory specialist.”
[Yes, the interrogation on the woman will follow. It would be useless if there were the sa suggestion.]
I focused my Mana on my chest. Ti passed, and the response returned from coordinates beyond a distant dinsion.
The response was so fast, almost as if it was waiting.
The Channel on my chest drew a blue circle. The summoner slowly appeared out of it.
It was Yodmo.
Since Hessler didn’t open his mouth, I intended to reveal his entire mory. The question was where to transplant it, and on that part, I would consult Yodmo… huh?
I felt a sense of incompatibility.
-Thump!
The summoner’s feet ca from the dinsion beyond the portal on the chest. When it touched the basent floor, it made a thumping sound, and the ground rang.
Wait, thump?
What was it? In the past, I thought there was a light hoof sound when it walked.
I looked down and saw thick legs covered in black fur. Looking at its diater, it might be similar to my thigh.
That was originally about the thickness of bamboo, right? When I called it recently, it only got a little bit of weight, and not that much.
The sound of thumping continued, and then the summon completely revealed its appearance in the Channel on my chest. I raised my head while closing the dinsion door. Standing in front of was a noble figure with shiny black hair.
A p-pig?
“… Yodmo?”
I checked just in case. The other party, who had changed to the point where it was difficult to find the original shape when I first saw it, nodded and blew loudly from its nose.
“You’re Yodmo, right?”
Obsidian-like pupils looked at , and its will reached .
=Don’t you feel the presence of my soul through the contract? What useless question is that?=
“Ah… that’s right.”
The last ti I rembered, Yodmo’s head was a deer-like shape, but the Yodmo in front of now wasn’t a deer… yes. It was rather close to a hippopotamus with black fur.
While the unexpected sight dumbfounded , Yodmo suddenly blew up a firm thought.
=You called at the right ti.=
“What?”
=I can’t do this anymore. It’s the limit.=
My heart fluttered for a mont. The limit? Could it be that it was breaking the contract with ?
Either way was possible, but why now? I needed Yodmo’s wisdom at that mont.
“What are you talking about all of a sudden?”
=I never expected that I would make this choice.=
Complex emotions were mixed in both eyes.
=I give up.=
Ugh! What? That contract?
“Hey, I don’t know what’s going on, but let’s talk calmly…”
Suddenly, Yodmo interrupted and said.
=I will give it back.=
“… What?”
Yodmo didn’t even respond to my question and suddenly took a deep breath. Its bulky size had swollen several tis and reached the ceiling of the basent.
It was in a threatening posture, and I wanted to gather Mana to defend that ti, but I endured it. Yodmo couldn’t attack because we’re still in the middle of a formal contract cancellation process.
-Wheeeee!
Yodmo exhaled hard in front of . A black mist of dry, ice-like texture fell all over the room. It wrapped around my body in an instant.
“What?!”
The smoke filled the room for a mont, and then it started to get sucked into my head in no ti. I noticed sothing in the process. The smoke that filled that room was nothing more than an afterimage of the source. There was a tiny, dust-like grain that beca the nucleus.
A black piece that I might not see. The black smoke that filled that room was emanating from it.
The mont that nucleus dug into my body, all the smoke followed and disappeared together in the room.
[Min-joon!]
Parvache shouted in a hurry. I checked my condition. Body? Nothing strange. ntal? There seed to be no abnormality.
With a slight reluctance, I asked Parvache with the will.
‘Can’t you see any signs of ntal pollution?’
[There is no such sign.]
I turned my head toward the summoner and criticized it.
“What are you doing all of a sudden?!”
Yodmo, who transferred the black core to , looked very comfortable. The decade-old congestion seed to have gone down.
With a very relieved look, Yodmo replied to .
=I gave it back.=
“What?”
=Your mory.=
Cold sweat flowed down on my back.
“You an you’re breaking the contract?”
It returned the mories it took from ?
I soon then realized sothing strange. I still didn’t have any mories before the age of seven. There was no actual experience left, and only the mory of the contents that I had later organized into a word file remained in my head.
=Breaking the contract? I am not willing to proceed with that cumberso procedure.=
“Wait a minute. You said you gave it back, but I still don’t have any mories before the age of 7?”
Yodmo responded calmly.
=I had already digested the mories you experienced from when you were born to when you were seven. I can’t give back what I don’t have.=
The core of the mory that it just delivered to was emitting black smoke. I belatedly recalled what Yodmo said before.
=There was a condensed piece that couldn’t be interpreted in your mories that I ate. The fragnts were so small, and I didn’t even notice if there was such a thing at first.=
Ah, it was.
=The little piece began to decompose like black smoke as it was digested in my stomach. When I digest your original mory, I can read it, but…=
Yodmo frowned.
=The mory like the black fog couldn’t be interpreted even if I digested it. It only filled my stomach, and I gained weight, but I thought it would be resolved soon after so ti. No matter how many mories are condensed, there is sothing called common sense, however!=
Yodmo’s will beca a little rough.
=It never ends! The digestion!=
It snorted in front of .
=As the nucleus was digested, black mories were created endlessly. To be honest, I was greedy. If I keep this in my stomach, I won’t have to hunt for life, but…=
It picked its words for a mont and looked at .
=I don’t know I’m going to say this, but I thought I might die because my stomach might explode.=
“So that’s why you gave it back to ? That condensed mory?”
=Not all. I returned about 90% of the condensed core left in the stomach to you. I left a little bit in my stomach, but now the amount of mory digested will be less than before. =
I asked after checking inside again.
“Is there really no change in my mory?”
=It is a mory that I couldn’t interpret either.
It would be impossible for you, too. It doesn’t belong to you in the first place.=
So, whose mory was it? If it was the mory until the age of seven, then it was even before I opened the Channel. Hmm.
=There will be no harm to you. What’s different from before is that I digested it, so the condensation was slightly relieved. It’s a mory that can’t be interpreted any way so that it won’t cause any confusion.=
I said to make things clear as I nodded.
“Anyway, my normal mories of up to 7 years old are sothing you’ve already digested, and you still keep the 10% of that strange mory condensed, so this contract is valid.”
Yodmo nodded.
=I agree.=
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