Great time travel

Chapter 29. Prelude to Crisis

In the dark night, a certain figure wearing a cloak and a hood was gliding through the fortress city.Advance through Lantil's graveyard.

Even though this figure was carrying a huge bag, it was still surprisingly nimble. It avoided the magic lights and guards of the cemetery with extreme sensitivity, and kept advancing into the deepest part of the cemetery like a floating ghost.

Finally, in front of the temple in the middle of the cemetery, she finally stopped and slowly revealed her face from under the hood.

This is a young woman about twenty years old, just in her prime.The blond hair is dazzling, the facial features are beautiful and correct, with a cute and childlike feline.But just like the seemingly cute cat, there are hidden dangers, and the ferocious nature of carnivores will be revealed at any time.

In addition, although she was wearing a pitch-black cloak with a hood, her shoulders and waist were exposed boldly, regardless of the coldness of the spring evening wind.

"...It's finally here."

The woman muttered in a joking tone, stretched out her hand to lift her short blond hair, then pushed open the stone door with the bag on her shoulders, and entered the interior of the temple.

The interior of the temple in the dark was empty, and there was nothing on the stone platform where the corpses and sacrifices were originally placed, only the strong scent of incense was still lingering, and the overly sweet smell irritated the woman's nasal cavity, making her feel a little displeased He frowned, and then hummed a song pretending to be relaxed.

"...Hmm-heh--"

While humming, the woman found an inconspicuous small statue from under the pedestal, and pressed it hard.

As the statue moved down, there was a mechanical snapping sound.After a while, various rattling sounds sounded continuously, and the stone platform originally located in the center of the temple was slowly moved away, revealing a deep staircase leading to the ground under the stone platform.

"...I'm coming in—"

As if visiting a neighbor's house, the blond woman smiled and yelled down, and walked in calmly.Turned a corner in the middle and came to a wide underground square, or a giant cave, a place that is very suitable for the villain to serve as a secret base.

And this giant cave, it is true that one can feel the evil atmosphere at first glance - there are tapestry with strange patterns on the wall, and a few red candles made of blood are burning in the alcove, emitting a faint light , and the smell of burnt blood.The flickering candles cast countless shadows, and the air was filled with the special smell of corpses unique to low-level undead creatures, which could not be covered up even if more spices were burned.

As for the few young men who came up from the cave, they were all wearing black robes, with gloomy faces, and the appearance of "this is definitely not a good person".

However, the blond woman turned a blind eye to this eerie atmosphere. Instead, she put down her big bag and greeted with a smile:
"...Hello───I'm here to meet little Kaji, is he there──?"

Such a frivolous and familiar tone made all the men in black robes a little at a loss, until a guy who looked like a leader stood up and ordered: "Okay, you all go down, it's your own!" Received amnesty and scattered.

The chief was a very thin man.The eyes are severely sunken, and the complexion is so terrible that it doesn't look like a living person, which fits the description of lifelessness.There is no hair on the top of the head.Not only that, even the eyebrows, eyelashes and other body hairs are gone, it seems that there is not even half a hair on his body.

Obviously, this appearance makes people unable to tell his age at all, but judging from the lack of wrinkles on his skin, he shouldn't be too old.

The man was wearing a luxurious dark red robe and a necklace made of small animal skulls around his neck.His hands were so thin that they were only skin and bones, and the hands with stained yellow nails held a black staff.It seems that it is more appropriate to say that it is more like an undead creature than a human being.

"... hello--little Kaji."

The woman's nonchalant and frivolous greeting made the bald necromancer frown—the villain's demeanor has been punctured!
"...Can you stop calling me that? This will damage Zhiranon's reputation. Just call me by my name, Khajit."

——Whether it is the blonde woman or the necromancer entrenched here, they are all members of a famous evil secret organization "Zhiranon".

According to the public statement, "Zhiranong" is a powerful evil secret organization with a large number of experienced magic casters.The members of this organization are all keen to make bloody sacrifices to evil gods, devil kings, and demons to satisfy their crazy desires. If necessary, they will even sacrifice an entire city as a sacrifice without hesitation.He has personally caused several tragic and bloody tragedies.

Because of the crazy behavior mentioned above, this organization is regarded as an enemy by all civilized countries on the surface, and has been jointly attacked by various countries all the year round.And in order to prevent their heretical beliefs from spreading, every crusade kills all relevant personnel, leaving no survivors, which is extremely cruel.

But the strange thing is, just like Al Qaeda and a series of other terrorist organizations that are impossible to kill on the earth, the "Zhiranon" organization in this fantasy world does not seem to be suppressed by the iron fists of various countries. The market will soon decline, but there is a tendency to become stronger when it encounters setbacks...

As for why it has been suppressed repeatedly, looking at the "defected agents" of various countries in the "Zhilanong" organization may reveal a little bit of the truth.

"...Really?" The blond woman whistled disapprovingly, which made the leader of the Necromancer frown even deeper.

"...And then? Why did you come here? You know that I am injecting power into the [Death Orb] here. If you plan to come here to make trouble, I will not be polite to you." The leader of the necromancer Squinting his eyes, he clenched his wand even more tightly.

——As a senior cadre in the same organization, he knew how powerful the woman in front of him was, and even more so, how crazy she was.

To put it simply, she is a big bomb that can explode at any time, crazily indulging in the alternative hobby of killing and killing, never caring about the serious consequences.If possible, the necromancer leader really doesn't want to have anything to do with this guy at this critical time.

But now that the other party has come to visit, he has to bite the bullet and try to deal with it.

"...I hate it—Little Kaji. I brought this thing here for you—" The blond woman smiled coquettishly, fumbling under the cloak with her hands, and there was a rattling sound.I finally found what I wanted, and I stretched out my hand happily.

It was a magnificent diadem, not a hard and heavy gold crown, but a soft ornament that could be crumpled up as a woman's adornment
Numerous exquisite gemstones of various colors are dotted on slender metal wires like spider silk, like a spider web with water droplets, and the workmanship is quite exquisite.In the center of the crown - where it should be worn on the forehead, there is a huge gem that looks like a black crystal.

"...this is... oh my god!" Khajiit, the leader of the necromancers, couldn't help but be dumbfounded.Although he had only glanced at it from a distance, he would never admit it wrong—"...the symbol of the witch princess, [Wise Men's Crown]! Isn't this one of the most precious secret treasures of the Slan Theocracy!"

"...That's right—because I saw a cute girl wearing such a strange tiara, I thought it was too ugly, so I did it—the result surprised me! The other party immediately went crazy—really It's shit--"

The blond woman kept laughing as she spoke.Khajiit, the leader of the necromancers, rolled his eyes.If the crown of the wise man is taken away, what will happen to the person who originally wore it, the so-called "princess witch", the blonde woman in front of her is a member of the special forces of the "Dark Codex" of the former Slan Theocracy , of course it is impossible not to know.Because, one of the daily tasks of the "Dark Holy Code" is to execute the next "princess princess" with a knife, and send the previous "princess princess" who went crazy immediately after the [Wise Man's Crown] was taken off. God's side.

"...But there's nothing you can do about it. If you don't do this, you won't be able to take it off——it's the fault of the person who made this crown, it's his fault——"

—Indeed, there is no safe way to remove the Wise Men's Crown.The function of this crown is to close the wearer's self-awareness, so that the living girl becomes a human body prop for releasing ultra-high-level magic.The problem is, even if every witch princess is doomed to die from the moment she wears the 【Wise Men's Crown】, it is not possible to just find a girl to be such a living sacrifice.

Therefore, after a moment of astonishment and shock, the expression on the face of the necromancer leader turned into contempt, "...Hmph, what you want to snatch at the risk of betraying the Theocracy is such a waste. What is your brain? Is it wrong? Rather than that, it’s better to grab the artifacts left by the six great gods.”

"...It's too much to call it trash—" the blond woman pretended to puff up her cheeks, while the mage continued to laugh unceremoniously:

"...Is it right to say that it is trash? Although the power of [Wise Men's Crown] is powerful, the probability of a woman who can wear this item is only one in a million according to the population. Except for the Slan Theocracy, Who else can find someone fit to wear it?"

——Among the countries, only the Slan Theocracy has established a household registration system for all people, and can find a qualified person who wears this prop, or a living sacrifice who sacrificed for this prop.And no matter how powerful other forces are, they can't do such a thing like finding a needle in a haystack.

"...That's why I came here to ask you for help! Kajit Del Badantil, you, who are also members of the twelve cadres, are you willing to help me?"

"... Oh, have you finally revealed your true intentions? The clone of Queen's Tears! Don't call me Dale, I don't use that Christian name anymore."

Khajiit, the leader of the necromancers, frowned slightly in disgust, as if he didn't want to hear his original name being mentioned.

"...Then you don't want to call me the clone of Queen's Tears, do you? Call me Clementine." The blond woman curled her lips.

"...Okay, Clementine, what do you want me to do for you?" Kajit sighed in distress, "...Let's just say, I can't help you screen millions of people one by one. Women, find the right one among them—even His Majesty the King can't do such an exaggerated thing!"

"...Don't be so troublesome, Khajiit! Isn't there a very famous natural supernatural being in this city? It's that little guy named Nfirea Bareare, who is born able to use any magic item The lucky ones..."

The blond woman named Clementine replied casually, "...as long as that guy is caught, he can replace the qualified person of the witch princess and wear this [Wise Men's Crown], and then become A super powerful living magic weapon..."

"...I see, that guy in the legend! Well, I have seen his ability with my own eyes, maybe he can really do it! Speaking of it, the Kingdom has not controlled such a celebrity, it is really slow!" Khajiit, the leader of the necromancers, nodded suddenly, "...but...if you only need to kidnap a human being from the city, wouldn't you be more than enough? Why come to me?"

"...Well, you're right—in fact, the little guy Nfirea has already been arrested!"

Clementine lifted his leg and kicked the big bag beside him, and instantly rolled out a comatose young man covered in blood, then pulled out a dagger from his waist, and licked it with his tongue alluringly, "...However, I'm not particularly good at this kind of magic! Besides, since I got this thing, people have been following me to make trouble! What a bunch of headaches!"

"...So that's how it is... In order to get rid of the pursuit forces of the Theocracy of Slane, you want me to create a big chaos in this city, help you cover your tracks, and then take advantage of the chaos to escape?" Khajit, the leader of the necromancers, asked. Nodding abruptly, "...but, why should I help you?"

"...Hey, of course I won't let you do it for nothing, little Kaji! If I'm willing to use [Wise Men's Crown] to help you perform the sacrificial ceremony, what do you think? It's a good deal, right?" Clementine grinned badly. With a smile, she made a cute low cry like a kitten, but it was full of killing intent.

"...Well, the deal is established! Or, this is really great, Clementine. Hehehe! Why didn't I think of it just now?"

Khajiit, the leader of the necromancer, narrowed his eyes and showed an extremely evil smile: "... If you are willing to help me with [Wise Man's Crown], you can carry out the 'Rite of Death' in advance! No problem, I will do my best Help you! Maybe after you succeed, you won't have to hide anymore!"

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When the evil organization "Zhiranon" has brought destruction and death, the mediocre people in this city are still unaware.

The next day, the fortress city.The people of Lantier, as usual, spent probably the last peaceful day in their lives.

In the afternoon of that day, the steward Sebastian, the dragonman of the Great Tomb of Nazarick, also brought more than 200 hired adventurers, as well as a small number of war refugees who were going to move to Karn Village along the way, pulling more than a dozen carts. The newly purchased food, tents and tools embarked on a journey back to Kahn Village.

Due to the late departure and the large number of people, they walked slowly all the way, so until the group of people set up a campfire in the evening, they still did not go far. If they turned around, they could still be on the horizon. At the end, you can see the fortress city.The great walls of Lantel.

The smell of broth wafted from the pot, the camp was full of chatter and laughter, and everything looked so peaceful... However, the tabby was entering [automatic feeding mode], gnawing small dried fish to relieve hunger. Elvis Presley Qiu, but knows that a drastic change is imminent.

Because, the game player panel displayed in front of his eyes has fully revealed everything that is happening:
[Enfreya, a natural supernatural being who can use any magic item, heir to the famous pharmacist family.Bareale was captured in advance by Clementine, a defected female agent from the Theocracy of Slane, and was put on the [Sage Crown], transformed into a magic prop, and received 1000 reward points. 】

[The evil organization "Zhiranong" launched a frenzy of undead in advance, and obtained 1000 reward points]

[There are currently [-] reward points in total, and the single-person escape condition has been met. Ask whether to let a certain participant return to the real world? 】

"...Finally it's time to start meow! This evil organization in a fantasy world is really moving very fast!"

Facing the sunset that was slowly setting on the horizon, a certain kitten whispered, "...I hope you don't disappoint us meow! As for little brother Nfirea, I can only say sorry, after all, you already have Such a catastrophe, and we have no obligation to eliminate it for you... and the citizens of the fortress city, anyway, even according to the original plot, you will be ruled by the undead next spring, so let's take it as an early adaptation..."

He said to himself with a sincere face, "...In short, please ask yourselves to be blessed tonight..."

——And that night, in the dead of night, the fortress city.Abnormal commotion suddenly occurred in Lantil's cemetery...