Episode 158. Magic Dome
Then, the Kraken in front of them thrashed its long legs.
The brothers, who looked like twins, moved their bodies in unison and charged toward the giant Kraken, leaping onto its sticky mucous legs. Their movements were heavier and rougher than ever before.
While reporters who had gone out of their way to come into this chaos were capturing the scene on camera, the Prince's bodyguards and special forces soldiers were busy dealing with the Kraken that had come ashore.
Meson swung through the Krakens like a whirlwind, then jumped onto one of its heads and smashed his fist into its head with all his might.
Puck!
As the Kraken's body crumbled with the unpleasant sensation of his hand being sucked between the mucous membranes, Meson let out a long sigh and looked down at the back of his hand.
"Oh, dear. My beautiful hand is all ruined."
Blisters had already spread on the back of his hand, which had been scraped by the ink, and in the severe areas, blood was seeping out as if the skin had melted.
It was then.
“Meson!!”
As Noah called out to him sharply and ran off somewhere, Meson also quickly jumped down from the Kraken carcass.
“Aaaah!”
A new recruit from the special forces was rolling on the floor, clutching his eyes.
"Take him away!"
Meson carried the fallen soldier on his back with a heavy heart, and in the meantime, Noah leaped as if flying onto the Kraken that had rendered the recruit's eyes unusable again.
“Ugh, ugh, it hurts, it hurts, my eyes, hng.”
Even though the sturdy young man was writhing and crying, Meson simply carried him in silence and said nothing else. He merely moved quickly to avoid the acidic ink that could splash from anywhere.
“Aaaargh!”
Black ink, sour smell, and screams of smoke.
Meson ran toward where the guards were gathered, feeling as if he were crossing hell.
Meanwhile, Noah, having slaughtered the Kraken that had destroyed the recruit's eyes, looked around while breathing heavily and gazed at the two Magic Domes engulfed in darkness.
Olivia.
A small light receding across the black sea.
Noah pressed his hand firmly against his chest without realizing it.
The light yet heavy touch that pushed him away remained like a brand.
Just then, a sound like a dying scream rang out desperately.
“Aaaargh!”
Another person clutched their face and rolled on the floor.
"Shit!"
Was the power of the Magic Dome this great?
The number of Krakens endlessly surfacing was so great that it was impossible to handle. If only I could just blast them with magic and kill them!
Noah drew up his magical power, jumped down from the Kraken carcass, and ran toward a place that resembled a cross-section of hell punishing sinners.
As soon as Pierre arrived at the artificial island with two units installed, he tied the boat to the dock. There was no kind of bridge here to connect the boat and the dock. Pierre nervously glanced at the long gap between the boat and the dock and spoke to Olivia.
“If it’s not too much trouble, shall I carry you across, Your Highness?”
Even as he said that, Pierre unconsciously glanced at the land. He was convinced that if Noah heard it, he wouldn't show an ordinary reaction.
However, Olivia's reaction was not ordinary either (by Pierre's standards).
She jumped onto the pier before Pierre could stop her, then stared intently at him.
“...Ah, you run well.”
"Even at the age of ten, they will be able to jump over this."
At the Princess's remark, Pierre quickly took the lead with an embarrassed look on his face.
“I think we need to fix this quickly, Your Highness. The Krakens are already coming ashore.”
Olivia followed behind Pierre and looked back. Even from a distance, she could see huge things slithering toward the land.
“Those guys are smart. They know there is food in that warehouse. They also know that it is advantageous to overwhelm them with numbers.”
Pierre unlocked the door with a key and stepped inside. The temperature, cooler than outside, seeped into his clothes, and the distinctive smell of oil tickled his nose.
As Pierre was about to take out the lantern hanging on one side, Olivia held out the flashlight she had brought in her coat pocket to him.
"If you infuse magic power into the silver plate, light comes out."
Pierre, who had been handed the flashlight by her in a daze, was startled by the sudden burst of bright light. Then he soon realized it was a familiar object.
“Oh, this is the Prince’s thing?! So this is how you use it!”
At those words, Olivia paused for a moment, but soon resumed walking.
Olivia and Pierre approached the massive machine room behind the spiral staircase. A metal plate bearing the "Do Not Open" warning hung on the door stamped with the Wilhelm Company seal.
Olivia took a step back, staring at the warning sign with a lead-cold gaze. Then she gave an order to Pierre.
"Open it."
At the neat and firm command, Pierre felt a thrilling shiver run through his entire body.
How much I have wanted to tear it all this time!
“Yes, Your Highness! I will open it!”
Pierre let out a loud shout and concentrated magical power in his right hand. As the pitch-black magic penetrated the lock with the sharpness of a knife, the door of the Magic Dome Machine Room, which had never opened before, slowly parted.
The metal warning sign of Wilhelm Company, which felt more powerful than the King's command, was shattered into pieces by the Princess's light command.
And the two of them stepped beyond the door they thought they could never cross.
As Pierre shone his light on the pitch-black interior of the machine room, Olivia slowly scanned the room with her eyes.
It went without saying, but the machines forming the magic dome looked extremely complex. Unlike Pierre's concern about whether Olivia could actually fix it, she took the lead without hesitation.
"Take your equipment and follow me."
Pierre could not even show the slightest concern for her as she climbed the narrow, steep stairs without hesitation.
This was because the seasoned expertise characteristic of a professional was evident in Olivia as she effortlessly weaved through the complex machinery and scrutinized them with a keen eye.
"Unscrew this screw and that screw, and remove the plate completely. Give me the flashlight."
Olivia, who had seemed frail, felt like an officer commanding a battle. Her neat and decisive orders did not feel awkward at all.
"Yes!"
Since a scene of hell must have unfolded outside by now, Pierre moved his hands like a madman at her command.
"Move the pipe connected to pipe number 1 to number 2."
And after some time had passed, Pierre realized that there was a consistent rule to her orders.
“...Do you happen to have a manual for when it breaks down?”
Then, the Princess, who had been watching him work, replied as if he were asking the obvious.
"It is a security-related facility, after all. We designed it so that even if the main engine fails, the facility can still be operated using a spare engine."
So, what an absurd measure the Ansen's clause prohibiting opening and closing is.
When Olivia heard that clause, she went to see him to protest. Of course, Ansen didn't listen to a word, and the protest from the non-existent Oliver was completely useless.
Pierre paused for a moment at her words, but quickly regained his composure and moved his hand.
“Then does that mean you can't fix it because there are no parts...?”
"That's nonsense. It's a lie."
Having the special experience of feeling that biting words were lighthearted, Pierre succeeded in transferring the pipe.
Just then, a chilling scream was heard from afar. It was the scream of a man in agony.
Olivia's shoulders trembled slightly.
She personally checked the connection. Meanwhile, a scream was heard from afar, bouncing off the steel cylinder wall and echoing.
Olivia struggled to push away the man's face that kept blocking her view.
He will be safe.
Olivia's gaze quickened even more. Finally, having checked the last seam, Olivia shouted like a bolt of lightning.
"Please activate Unit 2 immediately!"
Pierre, who had been waiting only for those words, answered loudly in a voice filled with joy.
"All right!"
"Hurry up!"
"Do not go outside the Magic Dome!"
Pierre skipped a few steps on the machine room stairs and ran outside. While the sound of him climbing the spiral staircase inside the Magic Dome echoed loudly, Olivia looked out through a small gap in the middle of the Magic Dome.
The brightly lit land on the other side was extremely noisy.
Her heart, trembling with anxiety, would not calm down for a long time.
Olivia kept lifting her head to look at the top where Pierre had disappeared.
“Please, please...”
Did they perhaps hear a desperate voice?
No sooner had she finished speaking than the sound of gears starting to turn was heard with a rumbling sound.
Olivia bit her lip and looked out at the road.
Just as the powerful sound of magic turning the engine could be heard, a beam of light shot out from above her head and advanced toward the front.
Olivia's eyes turned red.
"It's work!"
Her magic dome, which had been stopped for a long time, finally started to move.
King Leonard wanted Noah to choose the path of a soldier rather than a businessman. How reassuring it would be if Noah were the minister in charge of national defense when Usher succeeded him to the throne.
If one person takes charge of administration and the other of national defense to bring glory to Herod, there could be no one more honorable before their ancestors.
Abdicating the throne to the eldest son and having the second son govern national defense was not merely his own blueprint. It was the same as the former King's blueprint.
The former King's blueprint collapsed with his second son, and the same was true for Leonard.
However, Leonard would argue that it was strictly a blueprint designed with the individual inclinations of each of his sons in mind.
This is because Noah Astrid's leadership and prowess were overwhelming.
“Load! Absolutely do not aim for the head!!”
At Usher's command, the guards loaded their guns in unison. Even though they were combat-experienced guardsmen, the muzzles of their guns trembled slightly.
The Kraken instilled terror just by its appearance. Seeing the special task force, the very essence of Herod's soldiers, being carried in covered in the creature's acidic ink sent shivers down his spine.
However, the reason they were able to hold out without backing down, even in the midst of this, was thanks to Noah Astrid, who was steadily holding back the Kraken while stirring up the middle of hell.
He was dealing with the Krakens single-handedly while also giving orders. Noah, having just finished dealing with one Kraken, sent a signal toward where the Royal Guards were gathered.
Then, Usher gave the order to open fire as if he had been waiting for this moment.
"Firing!!"
Sparks flew from the muzzles of the guards' guns.
Several Krakens with gunshot wounds in their legs twisted their bodies in pain and sporadically shot ink.
Some of the ink splattered onto Noah's back. Most of his clothes were already stained black with ink and were tattered.
The ink that splattered this time finally seeped into his clothes, and Noah gritted his teeth and contorted his face. It felt like his back was on fire.
"Your Highness!"
Then, the Kraken in front of them thrashed its long legs.
The brothers, who looked like twins, moved their bodies in unison and charged toward the giant Kraken, leaping onto its sticky mucous legs. Their movements were heavier and rougher than ever before.
While reporters who had gone out of their way to come into this chaos were capturing the scene on camera, the Prince's bodyguards and special forces soldiers were busy dealing with the Kraken that had come ashore.
Meson swung through the Krakens like a whirlwind, then jumped onto one of its heads and smashed his fist into its head with all his might.
Puck!
As the Kraken's body crumbled with the unpleasant sensation of his hand being sucked between the mucous membranes, Meson let out a long sigh and looked down at the back of his hand.
"Oh, dear. My beautiful hand is all ruined."
Blisters had already spread on the back of his hand, which had been scraped by the ink, and in the severe areas, blood was seeping out as if the skin had melted.
It was then.
“Meson!!”
As Noah called out to him sharply and ran off somewhere, Meson also quickly jumped down from the Kraken carcass.
“Aaaah!”
A new recruit from the special forces was rolling on the floor, clutching his eyes.
"Take him away!"
Meson carried the fallen soldier on his back with a heavy heart, and in the meantime, Noah leaped as if flying onto the Kraken that had rendered the recruit's eyes unusable again.
“Ugh, ugh, it hurts, it hurts, my eyes, hng.”
Even though the sturdy young man was writhing and crying, Meson simply carried him in silence and said nothing else. He merely moved quickly to avoid the acidic ink that could splash from anywhere.
“Aaaargh!”
Black ink, sour smell, and screams of smoke.
Meson ran toward where the guards were gathered, feeling as if he were crossing hell.
Meanwhile, Noah, having slaughtered the Kraken that had destroyed the recruit's eyes, looked around while breathing heavily and gazed at the two Magic Domes engulfed in darkness.
Olivia.
A small light receding across the black sea.
Noah pressed his hand firmly against his chest without realizing it.
The light yet heavy touch that pushed him away remained like a brand.
Just then, a sound like a dying scream rang out desperately.
“Aaaargh!”
Another person clutched their face and rolled on the floor.
"Shit!"
Was the power of the Magic Dome this great?
The number of Krakens endlessly surfacing was so great that it was impossible to handle. If only I could just blast them with magic and kill them!
Noah drew up his magical power, jumped down from the Kraken carcass, and ran toward a place that resembled a cross-section of hell punishing sinners.
As soon as Pierre arrived at the artificial island with two units installed, he tied the boat to the dock. There was no kind of bridge here to connect the boat and the dock. Pierre nervously glanced at the long gap between the boat and the dock and spoke to Olivia.
“If it’s not too much trouble, shall I carry you across, Your Highness?”
Even as he said that, Pierre unconsciously glanced at the land. He was convinced that if Noah heard it, he wouldn't show an ordinary reaction.
However, Olivia's reaction was not ordinary either (by Pierre's standards).
She jumped onto the pier before Pierre could stop her, then stared intently at him.
“...Ah, you run well.”
"Even at the age of ten, they will be able to jump over this."
At the Princess's remark, Pierre quickly took the lead with an embarrassed look on his face.
“I think we need to fix this quickly, Your Highness. The Krakens are already coming ashore.”
Olivia followed behind Pierre and looked back. Even from a distance, she could see huge things slithering toward the land.
“Those guys are smart. They know there is food in that warehouse. They also know that it is advantageous to overwhelm them with numbers.”
Pierre unlocked the door with a key and stepped inside. The temperature, cooler than outside, seeped into his clothes, and the distinctive smell of oil tickled his nose.
As Pierre was about to take out the lantern hanging on one side, Olivia held out the flashlight she had brought in her coat pocket to him.
"If you infuse magic power into the silver plate, light comes out."
Pierre, who had been handed the flashlight by her in a daze, was startled by the sudden burst of bright light. Then he soon realized it was a familiar object.
“Oh, this is the Prince’s thing?! So this is how you use it!”
At those words, Olivia paused for a moment, but soon resumed walking.
Olivia and Pierre approached the massive machine room behind the spiral staircase. A metal plate bearing the "Do Not Open" warning hung on the door stamped with the Wilhelm Company seal.
Olivia took a step back, staring at the warning sign with a lead-cold gaze. Then she gave an order to Pierre.
"Open it."
At the neat and firm command, Pierre felt a thrilling shiver run through his entire body.
How much I have wanted to tear it all this time!
“Yes, Your Highness! I will open it!”
Pierre let out a loud shout and concentrated magical power in his right hand. As the pitch-black magic penetrated the lock with the sharpness of a knife, the door of the Magic Dome Machine Room, which had never opened before, slowly parted.
The metal warning sign of Wilhelm Company, which felt more powerful than the King's command, was shattered into pieces by the Princess's light command.
And the two of them stepped beyond the door they thought they could never cross.
As Pierre shone his light on the pitch-black interior of the machine room, Olivia slowly scanned the room with her eyes.
It went without saying, but the machines forming the magic dome looked extremely complex. Unlike Pierre's concern about whether Olivia could actually fix it, she took the lead without hesitation.
"Take your equipment and follow me."
Pierre could not even show the slightest concern for her as she climbed the narrow, steep stairs without hesitation.
This was because the seasoned expertise characteristic of a professional was evident in Olivia as she effortlessly weaved through the complex machinery and scrutinized them with a keen eye.
"Unscrew this screw and that screw, and remove the plate completely. Give me the flashlight."
Olivia, who had seemed frail, felt like an officer commanding a battle. Her neat and decisive orders did not feel awkward at all.
"Yes!"
Since a scene of hell must have unfolded outside by now, Pierre moved his hands like a madman at her command.
"Move the pipe connected to pipe number 1 to number 2."
And after some time had passed, Pierre realized that there was a consistent rule to her orders.
“...Do you happen to have a manual for when it breaks down?”
Then, the Princess, who had been watching him work, replied as if he were asking the obvious.
"It is a security-related facility, after all. We designed it so that even if the main engine fails, the facility can still be operated using a spare engine."
So, what an absurd measure the Ansen's clause prohibiting opening and closing is.
When Olivia heard that clause, she went to see him to protest. Of course, Ansen didn't listen to a word, and the protest from the non-existent Oliver was completely useless.
Pierre paused for a moment at her words, but quickly regained his composure and moved his hand.
“Then does that mean you can't fix it because there are no parts...?”
"That's nonsense. It's a lie."
Having the special experience of feeling that biting words were lighthearted, Pierre succeeded in transferring the pipe.
Just then, a chilling scream was heard from afar. It was the scream of a man in agony.
Olivia's shoulders trembled slightly.
She personally checked the connection. Meanwhile, a scream was heard from afar, bouncing off the steel cylinder wall and echoing.
Olivia struggled to push away the man's face that kept blocking her view.
He will be safe.
Olivia's gaze quickened even more. Finally, having checked the last seam, Olivia shouted like a bolt of lightning.
"Please activate Unit 2 immediately!"
Pierre, who had been waiting only for those words, answered loudly in a voice filled with joy.
"All right!"
"Hurry up!"
"Do not go outside the Magic Dome!"
Pierre skipped a few steps on the machine room stairs and ran outside. While the sound of him climbing the spiral staircase inside the Magic Dome echoed loudly, Olivia looked out through a small gap in the middle of the Magic Dome.
The brightly lit land on the other side was extremely noisy.
Her heart, trembling with anxiety, would not calm down for a long time.
Olivia kept lifting her head to look at the top where Pierre had disappeared.
“Please, please...”
Did they perhaps hear a desperate voice?
No sooner had she finished speaking than the sound of gears starting to turn was heard with a rumbling sound.
Olivia bit her lip and looked out at the road.
Just as the powerful sound of magic turning the engine could be heard, a beam of light shot out from above her head and advanced toward the front.
Olivia's eyes turned red.
"It's work!"
Her magic dome, which had been stopped for a long time, finally started to move.
King Leonard wanted Noah to choose the path of a soldier rather than a businessman. How reassuring it would be if Noah were the minister in charge of national defense when Usher succeeded him to the throne.
If one person takes charge of administration and the other of national defense to bring glory to Herod, there could be no one more honorable before their ancestors.
Abdicating the throne to the eldest son and having the second son govern national defense was not merely his own blueprint. It was the same as the former King's blueprint.
The former King's blueprint collapsed with his second son, and the same was true for Leonard.
However, Leonard would argue that it was strictly a blueprint designed with the individual inclinations of each of his sons in mind.
This is because Noah Astrid's leadership and prowess were overwhelming.
“Load! Absolutely do not aim for the head!!”
At Usher's command, the guards loaded their guns in unison. Even though they were combat-experienced guardsmen, the muzzles of their guns trembled slightly.
The Kraken instilled terror just by its appearance. Seeing the special task force, the very essence of Herod's soldiers, being carried in covered in the creature's acidic ink sent shivers down his spine.
However, the reason they were able to hold out without backing down, even in the midst of this, was thanks to Noah Astrid, who was steadily holding back the Kraken while stirring up the middle of hell.
He was dealing with the Krakens single-handedly while also giving orders. Noah, having just finished dealing with one Kraken, sent a signal toward where the Royal Guards were gathered.
Then, Usher gave the order to open fire as if he had been waiting for this moment.
"Firing!!"
Sparks flew from the muzzles of the guards' guns.
Several Krakens with gunshot wounds in their legs twisted their bodies in pain and sporadically shot ink.
Some of the ink splattered onto Noah's back. Most of his clothes were already stained black with ink and were tattered.
The ink that splattered this time finally seeped into his clothes, and Noah gritted his teeth and contorted his face. It felt like his back was on fire.
"Your Highness!"
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