03x09 - The Messenger from the Imminent Domain

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My Lord.

Even I can't do this.

It's too difficult to k*ll this thing.

The Deep Dragon is invincible.

It has no weakness.
And it's very aggressive.

It's the ultimate warrior

that will never lose a battle
since the old worlds and old days.

We have to be prepared for it then.

If it's going to be our enemy,

we'll have to sacrifice
all of our combat power.

And even then, it won't be a sure win.

Or are you planning

to sacrifice us

and replace us with that assassin

to fight in that Sanctuary?

Who are you?

What?

My Lord, although this is unbelievable,

this Deep Dragon

has a weakness.

SORCEROUS STABBER ORPHEN:
CHAOS IN URBANRAMA

THE CONVOY FROM THE CLOSEST DOMAIN

That person

is someone who's like a family to me.

He's the strongest sorcerer
who had once studied

in the best black magic academy
in the continent, the Tower of Fangs.

But,

I've only seen him use his magic once.

Yuis Els Ito Egum Ed Colgon?

Is that your full name?

It sounds like a spell.

Yes. Maybe it's a spell.

But it's not a complete spell.

Yuis Els Ito Egum Ed Colgon.

Night Looker.

The catastrophic sorcerer.

When the spell is complete,

what will happen when I cast it?

Brother.

What is it?

I don't think we should do this.

Is that so?

We didn't just break into this room.

We are doing much worse.

Yes. I have a name for it.

I think this is called being ungrateful.

It's possible that they may be back
at any moment now.

Even if you say that, Dortin,

I have

made an exception to take
that cabbage as my disciple.

You are talking about Ryan, right?

How could he be gone for the whole night
without taking care of his best master?

He didn't even prepare breakfast for me.

No matter how I think about it,

it doesn't matter
if he's k*lled by the mould

from the trough or the three-legged shelf.

So, it doesn't matter
if I finish all of his food here.

It means that time didn't choose him

but me, Hero Vulcano Volkan.

Dortin! This is bad!

I should say that it's really bad.

Because I've already given up

on that petty cupboard.

So, I've decided
to tear apart the floorboards.

Do you have to go that far?

Yes, I have to!

Although you don't have enough respect

for your brother who's a perfectionist,

as a kind and compassionate
Masmaturian Bulldog,

I can let you do the front part.

Isn't that my disciple?

Yes, that's right, brother.

This is bad. What should we do?

Is he dead?

We can't do anything about it.

Yesterday, I taught him

the ultimate city destruction skill,
Love at First Sight.

It's an ultimate skill that can
decrease your life span by 70 years.

But no matter what,
you'll die if you practise with it.

So, I asked him

to just remember the name
of the attack with gratitude.

The fee is 7000 coins.

I've already jotted it down
in the account book.

Let me ask you.

What kind of a skill is that?

How should I say it?
It's an abstract skill

where you do your best
to k*ll around 100,000 people.

I hate explaining it in detail.

No.

Now is not the time to talk about this.

Ryan is not doing well!

What should we do?

You don't have to do anything. I'm fine.

I just need to rest for a while.

Then, I won't die.

But

rather than lying here,

you should rest inside.

You

are right.

Why do you look

worse than usual, my disciple?

I think it's better for you not to move.

I think this man is going to die.

What?

Are you the indigenous people here?
Run away now.

What?

Run away now.

Brother.

Looks like you can't do it
unless you think of it as a job.

What do you mean?

You can't k*ll someone
unless it's a job, right?

After you k*ll someone,

it's hard for you to take note
of your surroundings.

Were you waiting for me

to get distracted after k*lling that man
to attack me?

That's right.

Is the friendship between

your companions in Doppel X

so frail?

I see. Although Ryan had told me about it,

I didn't believe it.

How do you know about our existence?

You've been active

for just over 10 years, right?

It means that no matter

how well you disguise yourself,
you'll be around the same level as me.

We are equal.

I can't say that we are equal.

Because we don't know anything about you.

It's just that I'm more cautious than you.

I think that's just a difference
between the hunter and the prey.

Looks like you think

you have the upper hand.

To be honest,

although we have some questions about you,

we are not too concerned about it.

We are not afraid of you.

How do you find out about this place?

Logically speaking,

I think my companion was followed.

Seems like he was
seriously injured last night.

I even had to do

his declaration for him.

It's already shocking
that he can still make it back alive.

I think we had someone spying on you.

So, how did you come here
without alerting them?

Did you bribe Jack Frisbee?

Or is he dead?

Or does he still believe
that you are still in that room?

So, is he still keeping an eye
on that window?

These are just the questions

that I have.

I just need to ask them.

I can guess the answers
even if you refuse to tell me anything.

Questions are just questions.

You are quite talkative.

When someone asked some questions,

no matter when they asked it
or what questions they were,

if you are a mature adult,

you'll have to answer them.

That's it.

Are you trying to buy
more time for yourself?

I just want to answer your questions.

It seems like you question
my friendship with my companion.

Let me answer you.

Darn you.

That's what I should've said.

If I really think
that my companion will die.

He can resurrect himself?

Have you given up?

While we were fighting,
my companion is about to be resurrected.

A weapon that will resurrect its owner
when the owner is dead?

I never thought that he would have

such a powerful weapon of the Celestials.

Do you think that every weapon
will be as weak as this?

If I use this,

it'll be an easier fight for me, right?

Let me answer your questions then.

But you have to give the sword back to me.

What are you thinking?

I'm just voicing out my request.

I won't make a deal with an irregularity.

Besides, I don't make
a deal with a heretic.

But I'll still ask you the questions.

The outcome will be depending
on your answers.

Who are you?

I work under the Lord's order.

The Lord

from the Closest Domain,

the only enemy of the Sanctuary?

Has he started taking action?

He has never stopped.

It's just that you failed to notice it.

Give me back the sword.

I'm sorry.
I'm not satisfied with that answer.

You have to die.

Goodbye.

I unsheathe thee,

Sword of Light!

What a nice view.

Although I'm sure
you are used to it already.

Yes.

I heard that the view
of the open sea would be different.

I think it was just a joke.

Even if you can see it,

I'm sure the view will be hellish.

Because there are too many

sunken ships due
to the vast distance from the land.

But our ancestors crossed
the sea to come here, right?

That's what the sorcerers said.

But

they also talked about monsters
being created by the Gods.

No matter how you think about it,
it doesn't seem real.

I think that it's just
a fabricated history.

Do you know the history well?

I'm an apprentice.

Do you know

that there are still many
unpublished ancient volumes?

I once asked them to publish the volumes.

But I was rudely rejected.

I see.

My father. No.

I should say that the person
who's going to become my foster father

has gotten into an incident
in Reggie Bonne recently.

So, I have to go back.

He's indeed a scholar.
The last time I saw him,

he told me that he found
the World Book by Browning.

Although I don't know
what's the point of that.

Let me be honest with you before you think

that I'm trying to hide a secret from you.

That one is...

I am Leticia Macredy
from the Tower of Fangs.

I'm here for a personal matter.

I won't file a complaint to the highest
administrative office of the tower.

This is bad.

You are a sorceress.

No matter what,

I'm just a person who has been
given up by the administrative office.

So, don't worry too much.

About your personal matter,

can you share it with me
if you don't mind?

It's nothing major.

I'm just visiting my brother.

Brother?

Yes. Because of his younger sister.

Brother.

What is it, Dortin?

Our first proposal is better, right?

Will it be better for us to use "Hey ya"
to coordinate our steps?

I'm not talking about that.

Don't you think that
this is an act of stealing?

Is that so?

It's not. Think about it.

With my sound wave receiver

as the Masmaturian Bulldog,
Volcano Volkan,

the ear,

I heard

the cabbage man telling me

that when he's away,

we can take anything
we want from the building.

No. But...

I don't think we can simply take

something that is hidden in the building.

That makes sense.

But this is not an exception.

And I don't mind it.

So, there's no problem with it.

I don't think

that's up to you to decide.

You are so foolish, my brother.

The most important thing in this world
is money and power.

If there's a problem,
solve it with deceit.

I plan to use this as our quote next year.

Whatever floats your boat.

We are walking on the golden path
as well today.

All the best, righteous bribery.

-He even has a song for it.
-If I don't like it, I'll throw it away.

What? Throw it away?

Pick it up.

As I said,

you can't win when your wrist is so weak.

It's impossible.

You can win with just wisdom and courage.

Stop dreaming.

Instead of using dirty tricks,

it's better to train yourself
to have a fist of steel

that can crush someone's jaw.

Besides, the Ed who you are talking about

is not that powerful anyway.

I've defeated him multiple times
on the training ground.

I couldn't do anything.

What did I do?

That man

is called Helpart, right?

He worked together with Ryan

to take away Lottecia's sword.

And we met by chance.

But he said that he'll start spying

on me because of Azalie.

So, why did he attack Majic?

Why did he attack Claiomh?

Darn it!

I need to look for Majic next.

You better don't.

You better stay still.

This is faster than your spell.

A human's brain is full of blood.

I don't want the blood
to splatter everywhere.

As I said, stand still.

You can sh**t her faster

than I can create

the structure of the spell

and cast it on you.

But

as I'm saying this,

you haven't even tried sh**ting her.

Humans

can't do anything unless they are
presented with an opportunity to do so.

Now, I can take out

my right hand as fast as you can

pull the trigger, right?

It's just something like
a throwing dagger, right?

It'll take you some time to draw it out
from the scabbard.

Do you want to test it out?

My life is not on the line anyway.

It's just between Lottecia and you.

I'll be fine.

Fine.

I'm sorry.

I just want to know

what kind of a person you are.

Who are you?

I'm sure you already knew
when you saw this.

The g*n is from the Order of Chivalry.

And it's something that not many
have the permit to carry.

This g*n is called Didi.

I'm a police officer.

But I'm an unofficial police officer.

An unofficial knight.

The Dragon Knights.

Are you a private mercenary
who works for the nobles?

Something like that.

I told you, right?

You should stop dreaming.

It's okay if you want to show off.

But you haven't answered my question.

You are indeed a world-rank fighter.

You surprised me, Krylancelo.

Answer me now.

Don't make me ask all the questions.

Tell me everything.

I'm here under the Lord's order.

And he needs your help.

The Lord?

After the revolution of the nobility,

that title doesn't exist anymore, right?

The League of Nobles
has given everyone equal rights

and has released their land to us.

We can even rule over this continent
as we see fit.

Just like how it was
between us and the Celestials.

They have
a Central Dispatch Management Facility.

But that's it.

There's one last private land

in this continent.

It's known as the Closest Domain.

What kind of a person the Lord is?

I want to make a deal with you.

You understand that, right?

A deal?

I'll answer all of your questions.

But I hope that you can meet him yourself

after you've handled your situation here.

What do you mean by my situation here?

Yes.

For example,

we have to cure this girl, right?

Don't touch Claiomh.

I can't believe you.

Now, I know why

the Lord wants me to scout you out.

I don't understand.

Just tell me about it.

Stop!

Now is not the time for us
to have internal strife.

Can you really cure Claiomh?

I think so.

My superior, Damian Rue,

is an expert in this.

Tell me everything that you know.

And if I just have to meet
that Lord after this,

I'll cooperate with you.

Hey...

What is that?

The Deep Dragon's child.

This girl is like this

because of that Deep Dragon's child.

What did you say?

Is that Leki?

If you k*ll me,

you can't save that kid.

If you don't mind sacrificing
the whole town,

I have a way to fight it.

THE MELANCHOLY OF THE RED DRAGON