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Absolutely Do Not Touch Eldmia Egga Chapter 637

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EP.637

My first impression when I saw the dwarves’ train was, ‘It’s so big.’ To put it more elegantly, ‘It’s magnificent.’

You could ask what this means for a train, but in my eyes, it looked more like a moving fortress than a train.

The power car takes the shape of a diamond, starting with a firewall that looks like it can blow a hole in a Hankyu no matter what castle wall it hits, and the sides and top of the passenger car and cargo compartment are also reinforced with steel plates that are equivalent to those. Even the wheels were protected by plywood of a strange structure, so that when viewed from a distance, they looked like huge pieces of silver-white iron.

The dwarves used their dexterity to add stylish patterns and even practical features to it, so if you don’t call it a fortress, what else would you call it? Even if there is something like a mortar hidden somewhere in the cargo bay, it can be done.

It wasn’t surprising, but I was impressed. As a result, I was watching the train closely without realizing it, so I was late in noticing the dwarf approaching me past the escort captain.

“Is it because you’re a hero? I didn’t know you wouldn’t be surprised when you saw the train.”

“First of all, I was just admiring. Now it was my turn to be surprised, but the ambassador’s outfit surprised me even more.”

Ambassador Hyulgen, who spoke with a look similar to the way I looked at a train, was approaching me wearing something vaguely similar to work clothes, not the formal uniform I had seen yesterday. I was really surprised because I had never thought that the head of the delegation, a nobleman, would be dressed like that, but Ambassador Hulgen burst out laughing, perhaps because he took my reaction as a joke.

“A warrior with both literary and martial skills and wit, he is close to perfection except that he is not a dwarf, but it is a pity… Oh no. There is a saying that a true work of art is not one that has no shortcomings, but one that knows how to embrace even those shortcomings. In that sense, you might be perfect. .Giggles.”

“That’s a witty exaggeration. By the way… are all means of transportation like this train like this?”

“That’s an interesting question. Why are you curious about that?”

“No matter how you look at it, it feels more like a moving fortress rather than a simple means of transportation. Even if it contains weapons that can attack the enemy, ‘of course it has to be that way.’ “I think that’s all I can think of.”

Unlike the guard captain, who looked perplexed by my question, Ambassador Hyulgen’s eyes lit up as if he was amused.

“Can’t you think of it as a knight’s armor or horse armor? If something of this size were to be destroyed while moving, it would be a real headache, so it was made to be strong.”

“Are you assuming that the enemy is a dragon rather than an ordinary mortal? If so, I think it makes sense.”

Dwarves use magic even when making a piece of equipment. Even if you just look at the steel plates surrounding this train, every single one of them contains the technology that Mr. Balkun used to make Este. Seeing as there are additional spells engraved on it that I cannot fully check with my limited skills, it seems that any siege magic of any size will bounce off even if I just stand still.

Even if the beauty beam is fired at maximum power, it will only cause half damage rather than complete destruction. It is a very insincere excuse to say that it was made stronger because it was too lazy to fix it when it broke.

“Do you have different eyes because you are a demon hero? Or because you dealt with a dragon directly? Whatever it is, it’s surprising. You also have insight.”

“I will take this to mean that it is roughly correct. I think the guard captain will be more embarrassed if we dig into more details.”

In fact, the dwarf, the owner of the train, only complimented the train calmly, but the guard captain was not so oblivious that he did not know what the restless situation meant, so when he drew an appropriate line, the guard captain breathed a deep sigh of relief.

“I think I already guessed it all. Is there a need to do it again?”

“Isn’t it significant that something like this never came out of nowhere?”

“Chuckles. That’s true. It was like that yesterday, too, but the demon god did a great job selecting the hero. Hurry up and get on it!”

As soon as Ambassador Hulgen smiled brightly and led us to the stairs of the train, a strange hum rang out from the power car in front.

It seemed like it was a sound that replaced a miracle.

The members of the Demon King’s Army, who are in charge of disrupting the rear of the enemy’s lines, know the truth about evil spirits to some extent, even if only to the lowest level. They are not that important officer-level personnel. This is because you are in a position where you have to directly use the power of the evil spirit, which you cannot use or manage if you do not know about it.

And the agents who infiltrated the empire after cutting and carving horns with their own hands were no exception.

Even if they are judged to be unable to do their part on the front line, they are vulnerable to combat, and as high-class troops who have received more professional training than any other Demon King’s army, they will use all the means and methods they have laid down while living in the land of the empire. mobilized and escaped the empire.

Since it was a means of transportation that could only be used for one way, even if the operation was completed safely, it would take a year to return, but no one was complaining because they were clearly aware that they could die miserably rather than return.

All we do is sit together and look at the cloth covering the communication crystal ball. Even though it was still difficult to maintain body temperature without a campfire, they removed all sources of light for the ambush and shivered in the cold, waiting for the wizard to open his mouth.

Despite staying up all night to get to the location on time, no one showed signs of sleepiness or fatigue. It was not the result of efforts to carry out the operation, but the result of excessive tension not allowing sleep.

It was the wizard who was touching the crystal ball that broke the silence that had been maintained as if it had been promised until the end of the horizon was slowly dawning.

“Communication from headquarters.”

I received a call. At the same time, regardless of who was first, the wizard flinched and listened, and the wizard also focused his attention on interpreting the commands that were delivered as encrypted magic signals rather than voice commands.

“The train has departed. The operation will be carried out.”

As the short command came out of the wizard’s mouth, someone took a deep breath and sighed heavily.

“Couldn’t we just destroy the tracks now?”

“Then the track will remain intact and we will be attacked by both the Dwarf Kingdom and the Empire.”

“Shit.”

In fact, there wasn’t much for them to do in this operation. It is safe to say that half of the mission has already been completed just by arriving at this location. Nevertheless, the reason why all fifteen agents had dark expressions was because they were creatures of the evil god who were mobilized for their operation.

“According to our calculations, there are about four hours left until the train passes here. That means we need to wake ‘that’ up.”

The eyes looking at the antique coffin that the wizard had removed from the crystal ball were shaking in fear, but in the end, everyone stood up. Among them, the one who moved first was the wizard.

“Each person uses the dagger he or she has.”

After carefully putting the used crystal ball into his bag, he takes out a strangely shaped silver cup from the bag and approaches the coffin.

The wizard placed the cup on the coffin, which looked like an ordinary drinking cup but had images of people in pain engraved in embossing it. Without hesitation, he took out a dagger, cut his palm, and poured the flowing blood into the cup.

No effort is made to carefully capture every drop. In any case, the cup would overflow if it contained the blood of fifteen people.

“They say you wake up in great pain, so you’re not going to get so annoyed that you kill us first, right?”

“Stop talking like a dick and just put the blood in it.”

The ‘coffin’ was originally supposed to be used in the distant future, the moment the headquarters occupied Itisel and entered into a full-scale war with the empire. Because it was a creature that was so threatening and had abilities that suited its purpose, it was able to protect itself even as the hideouts and branches it had set up were destroyed and important resources lost due to the interference of evil stars.

However, no matter how much that may be, it is impossible to have affection for a monster that survives by sucking the blood of mortals. Just like the wizard did, the faces of all demons who cut their palms and collect their blood show indelible discomfort and disgust.

It didn’t take long for the glass to overflow. The wizard who took out a healing potion from his chest and handed it to his colleagues raised the cup, and the three demons who quickly treated the wound lifted the coffin lid.

Lying inside the coffin was a woman who looked ordinary, except that she had cold, pale skin.

No, it was so beautiful that it took my breath away even with my eyes closed, so it would be unfair to say that it was ordinary. The woman, wearing a neat dress with no damage anywhere, was lying with her hands clasped on her chest, even breathing lightly with her lips slightly parted.

But no one was embarrassed to see it. Except for the wizard, they even hesitate and step back, as if they have just seen something terrible.

In fact, he couldn’t do it because he had work to do, and the wizard’s mind had taken more than a hundred steps back. Overcoming the instinctively rising discomfort, the wizard knelt next to the coffin, carefully brought the cup to the woman’s mouth and muttered lowly.

“I offer my breath to Laual Eve, the foolish one who decided to serve Lakosma of blood and eternal life.”

As blood flowed from the tilted glass and into the woman’s mouth, a

horrifying scream that tore through the silence of the surrounding area rang out.

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Absolutely Do Not Touch Eldmia Egga

Absolutely Do Not Touch Eldmia Egga

Never touch Eldmia Egga, 절대 엘드미아 에가를 건드리지 마라
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Status: Ongoing Type: Author: Released: 2021 Native Language: Korean
I reincarnated into a fantasy world. Since I somehow got born again, I resolved myself to live diligently once more. But, putting that aside, my entire village burning up and disappearing when I’m 8-year old f*cking crossed the line. f*cking shit-f*cking crossed the line!

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