OBS Chapter 778
Chapter 778
episode 778 the group of true evil (11)
from that evening, the painful time began.
while the banquet is not yet over, the aristocratic ladies and children who have gathered just in time play together.
openly drinking alcohol and eating meat in front of people, the scent alone was already equivalent to torture.
growl-!
fasting for several days.
hearing the sound from the boat, a son of a noble approached with a bottle of wine.
“ha ha ha ha ha! it seems that even the holy son can’t help the situation with his stomach!”
he shouted as if he wanted everyone to listen, and the people around him burst into laughter hahahoho.
among them, there were also those who had a straight face.
“where do you dare to talk nonsense!”
“it was too much to call it a joke. it looks like the son of ott is drunk, so take him with you.”
“leave me alone, deon. if you don’t drink on a nice day like today, when will you drink? isn’t that right, your holiness? oh, our dumb his holiness couldn’t answer! ha ha ha!”
“ha ha ha ha ha!”
“ho-ho-ho!”
the sound of vulgar laughter rang out.
a young man called deon spoke in contemplation.
“what you just said was blasphemy. aren’t you afraid of the heretic inquisitor of the holy kingdom?”
“what kind of heretic inquisitor are you talking about? does this mean that his holiness, who is as hard as a stone, even informs himself? that’s funny.”
when he patted ray on the cheek and said, deon frightened and stopped.
“get a drink! how far do you have to make a mistake to come to your senses!”
“deon, don’t live a boring life. a man must have a hot taste, and how can he be popular with young ladies if he has new breasts?”
around ott, the baron’s daughters joined together.
it was just to gain the prestige of the marquess family, but even that was good for ott, who was already drunk.
while he was being held by the young ladies, deon was busy taking care of his back.
“sir seongjae. he’s drunk and he’s out of his mind right now. please kindly forgive me.”
he finally fell to his knees and begged for forgiveness.
* * *
ray managed to calm his initially bubbling stomach.
be patient be patient
you who have a lot of understanding should bear it, who will?
it’s not like you can’t understand the extent of drinking meat or drinking in front of you.
while struggling to hold on, a loud noise came from the boat.
growl-!
it’s only natural that i haven’t eaten in a while.
oh i am hungry
what should i eat first when i get out of here?
as i continued my happy imagination, a guy the size of an anchovy spine approached me and said,
“it seems that even the holy son can’t help the situation with his stomach!”
“where do you dare to talk nonsense!”
“it was too much to call it a joke. it looks like the son of ott is drunk, so take him with you.”
“leave me alone, deon. if you don’t drink on a nice day like today, when will you drink? isn’t that right, your holiness? oh, our dumb his holiness couldn’t answer! ha ha ha!”
“ha ha ha!”
“ho-ho-ho!”
ray didn’t understand what he was doing.
could it be that they were friends with their great-grandfather?
if not, why do you want to die like that?
in a situation like now, which requires a lot of patience, i couldn’t stand the way he mocked people in the face.
but isn’t he talking again?
a man who had given up on his own life and looked like a carapace came knocking on the cheek.
“you mean that his holiness, who is as hard as a stone, would even inform you? that’s funny.”
but this kid is real.
right before the string of reason is cut.
deon came over and knelt down.
“sir seongjae. he’s drunk and he’s out of his mind right now. please kindly forgive me.”
his complexion turned white and he trembled, as if he were about to die.
as i watched it, the boiling speed faded away.
‘i will endure one more time.’
at a time like this, so-yeong, who had never seen anything good because she was upset, answered right away.
“all right. i’ll be sure to stir it up, so take it easy.”
sigh-!
so-yeong left behind the sound of her teeth getting worse and worse.
heukyoung, who had noticed in between, also followed her.
ray thought about the heirloom.
the legacy of a county family in a remote area.
what is his true identity that he is so obsessed with in the black room?
‘come to think of it, the black room was deeply related to gaia.’
i don’t know what kind of bad relationship there is between the two, but one thing is certain: this heirloom seems to have something to do with it.
otherwise, there would be no way to bite and hang around like this.
then, shall we bring in the holy kingdom to find it?
no.
then, eventually, the serian heirloom will begin to be managed by the holy land.
if you lose it, you will get in trouble.
it would be more comfortable to find it yourself and bring it back to the principality.
kaaaang-!
i was lost in thought for a while when i heard the sound of a metal crash.
“that saint.”
“what is this?”
“i don’t know either.”
the shovel won’t go in anymore.
there was nothing i couldn’t do if i forced myself to, but i felt like i couldn’t do that.
as i gently brushed off the soil with my hand, i began to see something like the corner of a square shape.
he took a shovel and dug more around the area.
the edges continued long, and soon seemed to represent something gigantic.
when i was studying carpentry, i could understand it because i had also studied masonry to some extent.
this kind of material.
judging by the thickness, this is unmistakably a structure.
after roughly shaving the ground, the remaining parts were gently brushed away, and eventually a square shape gradually appeared.
“door?”
the upper part of the huge door.
it seems that the stone was carved to create a pattern and shape.
if there is one thing that stands out, it is that all of these were carved out of a single stone.
it was made by cutting a rock the size of a small mountain.
it smells. it smells.
it smells of an important key leading to an heirloom!
in fact, ray, who had given up halfway, grabbed a shovel and dug hard.
pillar through the door.
after the pillars, the slabs.
as the soil was dug little by little, the identity of the structure began to be revealed.
when i finally brushed off the unidentified mound of dirt next to the stone slab.
a beautiful goddess statue revealed itself.
“wow...”
“this seems to be a ruin... it was quite a long time ago...”
it was obvious that it was old.
that’s because it was buried so deep in the ground.
however, there were no signs of damage to most of the ruins, including the statue of the goddess, to the extent that it was unthinkable.
as the years passed, there were not many scratches that should have been there naturally, but thanks to that, the appearance of the temple has been preserved almost as it is.
looking around, ray found a ring-like groove on the head of the goddess statue.
somehow, the size is oddly familiar.
i took out the small crown that i had received from the family head cerian and kept in my pocket.
let’s take a look at it, and the size seems to fit.
‘could this be the key?’
i put the crown on the head of the goddess statue with a tense hand.
ok.
koo goo goong-!
the closed stone door slowly opened.