The lid of the huge, sarcophagus-like coffin slides off due to the power of the big, red arm. Appearing from within the red bordering is a giant with a crimson body. It has dry, dull white hair, and crooked, long but thin ears. It’s not the long ears of elves. Big antlers are growing from within its hair, above the ears. Many piercing-shaped gems are dangling at the tips of its antlers. All the gems contain lots of mana.
Is it supplying mana into the head through the antlers?
Veins, like those of leaves, are fiercely pulsating on the surface of its facial skin. The thumping blood flow can be heard all the way over here.
The skin on its arms has many scales. It’s a giant with a huge body frame, so its heart must be big as well. I imagine it as a pump using a huge chamber.
But rather than worrying about imagining something like that, it’s three eyes on the head are of more importance. A blackish fire borders its eyes. Half a part of its eyes, which seem to burn despite not doing so, is protruding out a bit. I’m unconsciously drawn to stare at them…
Bulging Demonic Eyes, huh?
“Gubobobo, a spearman who resembles a human but isn’t one.”
Whoa, it started to talk all of a sudden. The tone of its voice is deep and profound. As it speaks, its thick lips, similar to mushrooms or frankfurters, tremble.
“…You mean me?”
Even as it listens to me, the giant’s lips continue to tremble. Then they twitch faintly as if to adjust their shape.
Is it because it was born out of a coffin? Maybe the pressure inside that coffin is different than out here.
“…Right. I finally found you, spearmaster.”
This guy was looking for me? The center of its bulging eyes squirms. A magic crest as iris? A Demonic Eye-like crest…while dividing a bit, it transforms into the shape of a star.
Then it moves oddly again. Up, up, down, down, left, right, left, and right. It’s going to be the 『Konami Code』 if BA follow next.
The giant seems to check the situation around it. One of the star-shaped irises, which now look like pound eyes, also perceives Nemus’ group. The other star-shaped irises whirl around, letting their look wander across Higlia, Rollodeen, and then me.
Scary.
Are the eyeballs magic crests? It’s not just crooked star shapes on the surface of the eyeballs which are clad in black flames.
8,0,1.
9,3.
Such number strings are randomly wriggling, and at times, moving counterclockwise on the surface of those eyeballs. A mandala-like microcosmos? It reminds me of geometrical formulae as you’d encounter them in kabbalah.
The giant with those mysterious Demonic Eyes is strange, albeit showing no sign of starting to attack me. For now, at least. I guess I’ll try to negotiate with it.
“…So, do you have some business with me, Mr. Crimson Giant?”
“…Spearmaster, are you trying to be rude? I’m not some Mr. Crimson Giant. I have a proper name, Fallen Coffin Giant Schmihazar!”
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