Dungeon Maker

Chapter 32 # 2 Gion has been asking me. Moreover, the request was to have a conversation with Kaiwan.

It was a suspicious story. At first, it was not Guson, who interfered with Kaiwan not even to share a short conversation.

Facing the suspicious eyes of Yongho, Gucheon broke his silence as if he were silent. Yongho put his arms around and stared at Gushon like that.

It was Gucheon who opened his mouth in the end.

"Time does not flow normally here."

"I heard about Amon. Time does not stop, but it does not even flow naturally. "

It was the secret that the laborers of the arena could survive for over a thousand years.
It is no exaggeration to say that the arena is another world that exists in the circle of Mammon.

Gion nods his head.

Really? If you stay here, you can not feel the flow of time properly. One year is equal to one minute, and conversely one minute is one year. I spent at least a thousand years here. But my sense does not remember past years as a thousand years. Sometimes it is like a year, sometimes it just feels like a few days. This space is like that. "

Yongho was able to sympathize to some extent. When I entered the arena, I could not figure out how the time flowed. I thought I had stayed more than half a day at the last visit, but it was only about two hours past.

But what kind of link is there between the characteristics of these arenas and the kaisins?
Giuson thundered his lips. I cut out the last hesitation and said.

"The spirit of Kaifu is on the verge of collapse."

Gion Zion was not kidding. His eyes were as serious as Mamon's story.

"When you first came, did you say that? It's already been several decades since Kaizan disappeared. "

Yongho also remembered that time. Kaiyuan's pale face came up.

"This is a space where you do not know how time flows … But even the absolute value of time can not be deceived. The time we feel in the arena is clearly flowing. "

The voice of Gushion fell heavily. It was not only decades of kaiwan. The voice of Gion Zion contained the years of the millennia after the death of Mammon.

"Kaizan was not in good shape from the start. I could not accept the fact that I had to submit to the arena. She had so many things left outside the arena. "

There was Mammon who had just begun to stand up again.
There were faithful servants, and there was a young and sick brother who waited for him to return.

Kaiwan was not special. Caesar's previous generation, after all, the Caesar, who was submerged in the Lethal Arena, had to leave a lot of things outside the arena.

But Yongho could understand Kaiwan's mind. I also knew why she had a stronger attachment.

Previous generations of California were better off. Mammon was good and there were good successors. Unlike Kaiwan.

Kaizan was not desperate for the fact that he could not leave the arena.
It was clear that Mammon, who could not be established without Kaiwan, worried about his younger brother who would be left alone in such a Mammon.

"Kaizan maintained himself by believing. That faith may be called faith. "

I could see Yongho. I remembered the questions she had on the day I first met Kaiwan. I voiced my voice.

"My brother … Will you come to the arena? "
"Even if it is his offspring."

Yongho closed his eyes. The voice of Gion Zion followed.

"Those who visit the arena must challenge more than once. But if you have a companion, you can challenge one of them. Kaifuwon looked forward to that. I thought there was a strong load that could pass lightly on the first floor. Was the name Edelion? "

It was a wind that could not be done.
Ophelia's father, Edelion, was disappointed at Cayenne and left Mammon without kaisan.
Moreover, Cayenne did not survive the sudden attack of Craig Ant. Even the only passage leading to the arena was lost.

"So time has passed. Decades in absolute value. But for Kaiwan, it seemed like it was hundreds of years. "

Kaiwan, depicted in Cayen's record, was a steel-like woman.
However, Kwawon, whom Yongho encountered at the arena, looked like a glass of glass just before breaking.

"And you showed up."

Yongho woke up. Gucheon saw such a dragon.

"I had intuition. I do not think your answer is Kaiwan. It's the worst she can imagine, so there's even the possibility to give her an answer that she does not think hard. "

"So you interrupted it?"

Gion Zion laughed.

"I am the manager of the arena. Kaiwan is the protagonist of the arena, and he is a favorite among the descendants of Nari. "

In the end, it was the kind of care that Gu Xion had at that time. Yongho sighs. He was as tough as he was.

Gushion continued.

"Kaiwan is now unable to maintain himself by just believing as before. You showed up with the right answer. You know the news of Cayenne, maybe you might bring Cayenne. "

Kaiwan was mentally ill. And finally, I got to the limit.

Yongho hurts this. I truly understood why Gion Zion interfered.
Is it reasonable to announce the death of his brother and the fall of Mammon to Kaiwan?

Gion judged that the time had come. I had to face the truth now, though I crushed it.

Yongho swallowed the dry saliva. Katarina was silent, killing even the breathing.

"Kaiwan's brother, Caan, was a soldier."

Yongho squeezed out his voice. As he did rehearsals, he told Guyon what he knew.

It was a panorama of tragedy. In the part where the former Caesar committed suicide, Gideon, who could no longer bear it, lamented.

"It's the worst."

Yongho thought so too. It was just terrible to imagine what kind of reaction Kaiwan would face.

"But there is also a positive part."

Said Gushion. I did not say anything. His voice was still down but calm.

"Kaiwan 's brother, Caan, was married to Mammon' s family, and gave birth to a child. Mammon continued in his own band as follows. "

It was an ordinary story. But it was important that it was accomplished even though it was ordinary.
Gion Zion laughed. He licked his lips a few times and finally said, stretching both hands.

"Save Kaiwan. It is time for the child to escape from obsession. "

The answer was not necessary. Gion Zion retreated, and the man of the beast mask led Yongho again. Yongho ordered that Katarina not come along.

As Giusuon said, I could not feel the flow of time properly. It took a very long time to take a few steps.

The man of the beast mask guided Yongho to the waiting room of the arena. Kaiwan sat in the waiting room chair with an irritated look. The two eyes between the grayish hair contained anxiety, fear and very little hope instead of flattery.

Kaizan lifted his head and saw Yongho. I opened my lips, but I could not vomit. It was not easy to squeeze out the voice with too much craving.

Yongho recalled when he first saw Kaifeng. Her memory remained in magic. A small, shabby girl. The girl who cried with evil that she would never fall.

I once again swallowed the saliva. I did not avoid Kaizan's gaze but faced the front. He told himself in a surprisingly quiet voice.

"Kaizan, Cayen is dead. Ten years ago from now. "

There was no screaming or crying.
Yongho caught Kaiwan's shoulders. I immediately told her story that she was going to be destroyed by ashes.

It was a feeling that I could not express one word that I was exhausted.
Gucheon, facing Yongho who came out of the waiting room and returned to the arena, laughed. As if pretending to be friendly, he said, knocking on the shoulder of Yongho.

"You did enough. The next thing is his problem. Thank you sincerely as the manager of the arena. "

Yongho reminded me of Gion in the memory of Mammon. This kind of disgusting evidence was the proof that Gion Zion was showing his sincerity.

Kaiwan, who heard all the stories, wept in his arms and fell asleep. After waking up, the work of Gushion 's horse was a matter of.

Yongho sat on the closest chair. Naturally, he asked Guyon, who sat by the side.

"Did you say that if you conquer the arena, you can free the arena of the arena?"
"I said I could get under my skin. Well, if you only look at your wind, it will be the same in the end. And also,
and also
"No, thank you. I'll keep this a little hidden. Anyway, will you challenge the fourth floor now? "

Yongho laughed. Gion, who did not like it, felt like a wicked man.
A few times I looked back and said.

"There is something I want to ask before that. Amon, neither do you. I want to know the identity of this metal. "

There was a crown sculpture in the hand of Yongho. Gucheon saw it and smiled a bit differently than before. Instead of accepting metal from Yongho's hand, Yongho asked the unthinkable question.

"Is that all?"
"No, now the blacksmith under my command is making the ornaments for the servants."

I was originally going to explain what I could do with metal. Amon. I watched him by the side, but he was not Zion.
However, the reaction of Gusión made such a faint mind.

"Well done. He is also the successor of the lie. Is not it? amon

As the answer to Gion Zion, the flame of the red flag rose in the air. The voice went on.

[BriGa. God metal. Flesh fragments of the king who drank. The ghost's fragments.] Gion Zion rolled the sleeves instead of explaining them like Amon. He revealed a black bracelet hidden in a white suit.

I would not have known if I had seen it before. But now I knew. It was the same material as the crown metal.

"It is a thing that I received. It is Nari, the first person who invented the method of use that you found in the family. All of us except Amon … He handed out the ornaments made by BriGadas to the 12 ministers of Mammon. "

It was the voices of ambition and deep nostalgia. But Yongho could not respond to the feelings of such Gion. I was not surprised by the tremendous story of a drunk king, a piece of flesh. It was because there was a question raised at the moment of hearing the story of Gion Zion.

Giuson said that Mammon originally invented the use of "BriGadas".
Did the pre-Maons of Mamon not discover the characteristics of Briagada? Or was it that Briagda was first discovered in the days of Mammon?

It was not both.
Yongho had one possibility.

Momon's 12 workers.
After Mamon's death, they were subordinated to the labyrinth of greed.

Gu Xion knew what Yongho thought. I once again burst into laughter. Yongho gave a clear answer.

"Yes, Momon's 12 ministers. We are the first servants of the Magi. The current subordinate system is nothing more than a mimic of the original, made by the other lords. "

The flames of the red flag burned. Amon's voice rang in the head of Yong Ho.

[My young master. Now, I am able to draw the power of greed.
[The kings who ruled the Magi from generation to generation were those with the power of sin. And now, it's time to know why.]

The light came from BriGada, which is in the palm of Yongho. Amon and Gu Xion led to the burning of the greyish salt.

The true power of the Seven Sins, revealed the pleasure.

"I just felt sorry for the owner on the fourth floor."

Chapter 32 End of # 2