Unlike the last time, the vines were definitely thick. Peruda poured out vines from his sleeves and tightly tied up the corpse that charged at him. This time, Peruda raised his right leg.
“Uu. Ku…”
When Peruda slammed the floor loudly with his foot, making a ‘bam!’ sound, the floor around the tied up corpse started to twitch as if moles were passing through the ground. Plant vines surged out of the floor and started to tangle up.
“…”
Peruda’s vines successfully stopped the two corpses. He then waved his arms across each other.
‘This cannot be helped.’
Peruda concluded that these two corpses could not be all of them in Lower Solia. As if this could not be helped, Peruda mumbled.
“… I’ll seal this place.”
When Peruda waved his arms, the walls and the ceiling of entrance to Lower Solia started to twitch like earlier.
* * *
It was at the Lower Solia.
Near a sewer where excrements were flowing, three men were meeting in secret and having a conversation.
“Um… Good! This body is?”
Of the three men, two of them were old men. One of the old men was looking around his own body and was having the tip of his mouth tilt up in satisfaction.
“How ungrateful. Now I became similar age as you, but still.”
With a shady look on his face, the old man looked at the other old man in priest getup. The old man shook his head as if he was fine with it and said,
“Left Hand, it would do you good this time to not lose your body so easily. The Right Leg was furious for a really long time. So stop running around.”
“Yes. Yes. I understand. I can’t be ungrateful and die for the third time. That’s right.”
Noticing the two old men continuing their conversation, the young man, who was standing next to them and watching, carefully asked the two,
“You will keep the promise, right?”
The young man was a homeless.
The filthy getup that he wore showed that he was a veteran who had been living in the Lower Solia for a pretty long time.
“…”
The young man’s eyes were burning in flames.
Passion?
Determination?
Love?
It was none of the above.
His eyes were not burning from such a warm emotion.
Looking at young man’s eyes, the two old man responded.
“Ah, of course.”
“We don’t do ungrateful things.”
The homeless young man was burning his eyes in full flames in the darkness. The old men turned to look at the young man and added with smiles as if they were trying to tell him he had nothing to worry about.
“Look forward to it, Hamil.”
“Um! This is a great body. It is a really great body. With this much, it is enough to get you your revenge.”
Hamil.
It was the name of a homeless young man. It could not be said that he was old. However, he had been living in Lower Solia since birth.
“You better not betray me. If you do… I will tell everyone your true identity, Archbishop.”
With a deadly look on his eyes, Hamil looked at the old man in priest getup and threatened him. The old man nodded as if he understood and then said,
“Ah, ah. I understand.”
When the old man in priest getup nodded, the other old man put up a shady smile and put forth his hand toward the sewer next to him.
“Just wait, all right? That Young Master that killed your lover, and that ungrateful lass that betrayed your expectation and ran off… All of them…”
As if it was responding to the old man’s hand, a completely black, rotten hand twitched inside the sewer’s dirty water. A corpse with pitch-black eyes struggled its way out of the dirty water.
“As your proxy…”
The old man who raised the dead.
The old man who was exuding pitch-black aura…
“I, The Great One’s Left Hand, Hurial will exact revenge for you.”
It was the Grand Mage of the Magic Tower who died in Lower Solia last spring from having his chest pierced. It was Astroa.