Return of the Calamity-Class Death Knight
Chapter 139

[Translator – Kie]

[Proofreader – Kawaii]

Chapter 139: Warning (3)

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“……”

Miya, who had come out, looked back at Damien. Her large eyes were filled with anger.

“Why?”

“Kya! Kya! Kya!”

Miya pointed at the bag and got angry. It seemed that she was very angry that she had been kept in the bag for so long.

“Other people are watching. I can’t take you out.”

Unlike her human-like appearance, Miya was a flesh golem.

As befitting a masterpiece created by the Corpseplay, Miya possessed a very pure dark mana. Even ordinary people would be able to tell if they came near her.

“Kya!”

Even after hearing Damien’s explanation, Miya still didn’t seem convinced.

Jiing!

At that moment, the Dawn at his waist cried out.

“Kya?”

Jiing.

“Kya! Kya!”

Jiing! Jiing!

Miya got angry every time the Dawn emitted light.

Damien had a speechless expression on his face. How on earth was he supposed to communicate with her?

“Stop blabbering and just deal with those things.”

Damien grabbed Miya’s shoulder and turned her around. He pointed at the three ancient golems.

“You can fight, even though they’re not undead?”

“Kya!”

Miya said with a confident face and ran towards the ancient golems.

Miya, who ran lightly like a cat, swung her fist at the ancient golem.

“Kya!”

The cute fist smashed the ancient golem’s head. The golem’s head exploded and it collapsed limply.

The remaining two ancient golems swung their weapons at Miya. Two blades tried to cut Miya’s neck.

At that moment, Miya raised her forearm. Her seemingly weak forearm suddenly became huge.

Miya had the ability to absorb the blood of monsters and mimic their physical abilities and powers.

In the past, when she had absorbed the blood of a troll, she could transform her arm into that of a troll.

The blades passed through Miya’s forearm, cutting it. However, they were unable to cut through the bone due to her thick muscles.

Miya slammed her fists down on the ancient golems. The golems’ bodies crumbled and shattered.

‘She’s gotten stronger than before.’

She was a masterpiece created by the Corpseplay, a great dark mage.

Her special ability to manifest the abilities of monsters was amazing, but her basic physical output was also high. She was even stronger than the middle class.

However, she had the disadvantage of being inexperienced and having many gaps.

That’s why when she was taken out at the secret treasury of Yulan, she had once been cornered while fighting a gatekeeper flesh golem.

‘Her gaps have largely disappeared after just one battle.’

It was an incredible learning ability. She had greatly improved her weaknesses after just one battle.

“Kya!”

Miya approached Damien. Her forearm was scarred from blocking the ancient golems’ attacks.

The wounds quickly began to regenerate. The torn muscles reattached and the skin returned to its original state.

The ability to regenerate was also one of Miya’s special abilities.

“Good job.”

“Kya!”

Miya was overjoyed by Damien’s compliment. Damien handed Miya something.

“Now take this and follow me.”

Miya looked at Damien with a what-is-this expression.

“It’s a carrying pole. It’s a useful tool for carrying heavy loads.”

“……Kya?”

Miya looked at Damien with a why-are-you-giving-this-to-me expression.

“We need to take a lot of things from here. I can’t carry all of this, can I?”

“Kya…….”

Miya had a very reluctant expression on her face.

“You don’t want to do it? Well, there’s nothing I can do about that.”

Damien put down the carrying pole and took out a travel bag.

The moment she saw the bag, Miya’s face hardened.

“Kya! Kya!”

Miya quickly put the carrying pole on her back. And she took the lead as if to say hurry up and follow.

“Kya!”

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Damien and Miya headed to the interior of the 6th floor.

Despite being almost the last floor of the ruins, there were no noticeable objects on the 6th floor. This was because all the rooms were empty.

It seemed that there would be nothing for other people to find on the 6th floor.

‘At least on the surface.’

Damien entered an empty room. He then poured his mana into the ancient writing carved on the wall.

The entire room vibrated slightly, and the floor and walls split open, revealing a desk and strange equipment.

He had seen this before when he came to the ruins in his previous life. The ancients used to hide rooms in this strange way.

‘I don’t know why they do this.’

Damien glanced through the papers on the desk.

‘A semi-permanent light source… It was an artifact that creates light.’

Damien picked up a fist-sized sphere next to the desk.

As he poured his mana into the sphere, it emitted light. It was a fairly bright light.

‘Mages would like this.’

Damien handed the artifact to Miya and headed to another room.

“New alloy material? It says it can be deformed and then returned to its original shape? It looks good.”

“It’s an artifact that stimulates and grows strength on its own… It’s suspicious, but let’s take it anyway.”

“A bracelet that can create a force field… This looks quite useful.”

After that, Damien visited each research lab and collected artifacts.

“Kya……”

Miya, who was following Damien, said wearily.

This was because the carrying pole that Miya was carrying was now filled with objects.

“Don’t be ridiculous. With your strength, this should be easy.”

“Kya……”

So saying, he entered another research lab.

This time, unlike the other research labs, there was no need to activate the wall device.

“It looks like they were researching something here.”

There were several glass flasks on the large desk. Inside the flasks, only blackened traces remained.

Not all the flasks were like that.

Only one contained a red liquid. It was so vivid that it gave the illusion that it had just been left there.

“What is this?”

Damien picked up a few papers in the research lab and checked them.

“An experiment to analyze the abilities of monsters through their blood?”

The beakers probably contained the blood of monsters.

However, it seemed that they had all dried up due to the passage of too much time.

“Then why is this one intact?”

Damien picked up the remaining flask and examined it. When he wiped the surface with his finger, ancient writing appeared.

“Phoenix?”

As far as Damien knew, the phoenix was a monster that had gone extinct long ago.

Of course, no one had actually seen it, and its existence could only be confirmed by records in books or artifacts containing phoenix feathers.

“I guess it’s because it’s a ruin that this is still here.”

As Damien was looking at the flask with a curious expression, Miya spoke with shining eyes.

“Kya!”

“You want me to give you this? It’s old, so you might die if you drink it.”

“Kya! Kya!”

Miya said as if it didn’t matter. Damien hesitated for a moment before handing over the flask.

“Well, technically you’re already dead. You can’t die again.”

Miya opened the flask and drank it in one go. Then she made a satisfied expression.

“I gave you that, so you have to work hard.”

“Kya?”

Miya’s face hardened slightly as if she didn’t like that.

“Let’s go. There’s still a lot to see.”

Miya drooped her shoulders again and followed Damien listlessly. As the two of them came out of the research lab, someone was standing at the entrance.

He was wearing a luxurious black suit. He had a heavy-looking bowler hat and a shiny wooden cane.

He looked like a nobleman who had run away from a party.

However, unlike his noble appearance, a terrible ominous feeling emanated from the man.

“This is strange.”

The man opened his mouth. His face was hidden because he was wearing the bowler hat low.

“For someone to come this far. I thought I had made it clear that they shouldn’t be able to do this.”

The man lifted the bowler hat slightly with his cane.

This revealed his pale skin and a hairstyle that was slicked back with pomade.

‘I found him.’

Gathdal the Chosen, the goal Damien had been searching for.

***

Gathdal the Chosen.

The man who had made great achievements as Dorugo’s subordinate in his previous life.

As Damien had expected, Gathdal was hiding in the depths of the ruins.

Maybe it was because they had finally met.

He was happy. So happy that he thought he was going crazy. So much so that he wanted to stab that thin neck right away.

“I have something to ask you.”

Gathdal asked, pointing behind Damien.

“How did you activate the facility in the ruins? Don’t tell me you can read the ancient text?”

Apart from Dorugo and Damien, no one knew about the ancient text. It was no wonder Gathdal was surprised.

“Why are you silent? Are you afraid of me? Don’t worry. If you just answer my questions, I’ll let you live.” Sᴇaʀᴄh thᴇ Nʘvᴇl(F)ire.nᴇt website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of nøvels early and in the highest quality.

Damien didn’t believe him. He knew how little dark mages thought of promises.

“Krrr!”

Miya bristled at Gathdal.

Although Miya was created by Corpseplay, she was a flesh golem infused with hatred for dark mages.

“Endure it. He’s not someone you can deal with.”

Damien said in a low voice.

Corpseplay, who created Miya, was a high-ranking dark mage. In comparison, Gathdal had reached the position of Grand dark mage.

If a high-ranking dark mage was comparable to a middle-class, a grand dark mage was comparable to a master class.

In other words, he was a being of a different level.

“A flesh golem?”

Gathdal recognized Miya’s identity at a glance.

“It’s quite a well-made one. You don’t look like a dark mage. How are you controlling a flesh golem…….”

“Gathdal.”

Without warning, Damien opened his mouth.

Gathdal’s pupils widened slightly at the sound of his name.

“How do you know my name? There can’t be many people who know my face.”

“Thank you for coming before me like this.”

Damien drew Dawn. The blade shone coldly.

Gathdal sneered at the sight.

“So you’re a hunter who’s after my head. Then it makes sense that you would know me.”

Gathdal struck the ground with his staff.

The shadow at his feet spread wide. Skeletons began to crawl out of it.

There were not one or two. There could have been dozens, perhaps even hundreds.

In an instant, the entire 6th floor was filled with a legion of skeletons.

“It’s my motto that I don’t avoid the fights I’ve come to.”

Gathdal struck the ground with his staff once more.

The screaming legion of bones rushed forward.

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[Translator – Kie]

[Proofreader – Kawaii]

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