How To Suck Honey With Extras [EN]: Chapter 238

265. The Conclusion (5)

‘……The problem is, the kingdom’s society will be devastated if things continue like this.’

That dungeon will undoubtedly crush the capital without a trace.

If we lose an entire capital, how long will it take to recover?

From the chaos caused by losing a place to live to the interference of other countries.

Perhaps the Selvas Kingdom will be finished.

Epileot, that bastard, is fundamentally trying to overturn everything.

‘There’s a way…… Ugh. ……There’s no time to find a way.’

There’s no time to think.

Whether it’s because the dungeon partially collapsed from the impact of falling, chunks of rock are falling.

Those fragments are accelerating rapidly, unaffected by the magic levitating the dungeon.

“Mr. Cruse! Shoot all of those down!”

“I know!”

Cruse and I simultaneously unleash attacks on those boulders.

The summoned spirits chase and shoot down the falling rocks, and Cruse’s magic sweeps across the sky.

But all we can handle are fragments.

‘Should I try attacking the dungeon itself? No…… If I mess up, only a massive amount of fragments will pour out…….’

It would be the same even if I summoned the divine beast, Ballant.

To destroy it, I have to get rid of the fragments for sure, but that’s difficult.

‘……If only I were stronger.’

Sylvester also clenched his fist in frustration, unable to continue speaking.

The lack of power is unavoidable.

Unless he reaches the complete state just before the ending, he can’t stop that boulder alone.

Is there really nothing we can do?

I looked up at the sky and clenched my fist.

“Then we must at least ensure evacuation.”

“What are you going to do, Ailen?”

“Mr. Cruse, please take me into the sky.”

“…….”

The reason Cruse is silent and doesn’t move is probably because he senses that what I’m thinking is really terrible.

“I’ll try to slow down the speed with gravity control.”

“……Is that possible?”

Sylvester asks with anticipation, but unfortunately, I can’t give him a reliable answer this time.

‘There’s no way it’s possible…….’

It’s a mass of an estimated millions of tons.

The magic that maintains the dungeon is still in effect, so it’s descending slowly, but even now, the weight and kinetic energy are enormous.

This has already exceeded the realm that humans can stop.

“Still…… I can delay it by about a minute.”

Rather than regretting that one minute, let’s put in as much effort as we can.

That’s what I decided.

“Are you sure about this?”

“I don’t want to regret later, wondering what would have happened if I had bought even that one minute.”

This is no longer a matter of sticking to the original story.

“……It will be dangerous.”

“Well, I don’t intend to confront it recklessly. I’ll pull out when I think it’s the limit. That’s why I’m asking Mr. Cruse to wait for me.”

“I understand…… But know that if it doesn’t work, I’ll forcibly drag you back, so be aware.”

“Then please beat me up and drag me away.”

“I’m going to do that even if you don’t like it, so don’t worry.”

Cruse said in the same tone as if he were joking, and then cast flight magic on both me and himself at the same time and flew up.

Unfortunately, Sylvester has no choice but to be left on the ground.

He seems to have a lot to say, but in the end, he clenches his teeth in frustration and watches us off as if seeing us off.

Explaining it to him is a matter for later.

I wanted to focus on that boulder.

First, I need to narrow the distance to within the range of my ability.

If I go in too deep, I’ll collide, and if I fall too far, the power will weaken.

‘Wow…… This is no joke…….’

Seeing it up close, the size of the dungeon is no joke.

‘In the original story, how did this not fall…….’

Realizing how precarious that development was now is just a belated realization.

‘First, I’ll use as much power as I can.’

Having made up my mind, I quietly nodded.

Cruse slowly puts his hand on my back and casts multiple layers of flight magic as if to firmly fix the area.

He uses not only magic to lift the body but also a method to reliably support me by controlling the wind pressure in the area.

“Let’s start! Ailen!”

“Then! Let’s pour it all out without holding back!”

I immediately turn all mana to controlling and activating gravity control.

A dark purple barrier intensely unfolds and spreads out as if enveloping the lower part of the dungeon.

“Ugh?!”

“Ailen!”

“I’m fine. I was just a little surprised because it was more difficult than expected.”

It’s a bluff.

The moment I exerted my ability, I felt a pressure as if my lungs and heart were being crushed.

It’s not like I’m actually feeling the weight…….

‘This is already beyond what a single human can do…….’

But I can’t whine now.

I can’t let that damn final boss play around as he pleases.

I grit my teeth as if to bite them off and squeeze out all my mana with all my might.

Kugugugugugugugu…….

But even if I pour out all my abilities, there’s no sign that the fall is slowing down.

Frankly, it might be meaningless.

Still, I thought it didn’t matter and squeezed out my strength.

Just do what you can.

Instead of giving up because the result is foreseen, I will do something and fail.

I don’t intend to die.

I’ll do as much as I can within the range that I’m alive.

‘……It’s the limit.’

Aside from the amount of mana, my body won’t be able to withstand it.

Fatigue has accumulated from repeated battles.

Above all, there’s no way.

Already, outside the city, a scene of countless people pouring out like ants can be seen.

‘Is it close…… I should get out soon.’

Just when I thought there was no way.

[……You’re quite something. Are you colliding with it on the premise that it’s impossible?]

A voice was heard that was somehow bitter.

“……Who is it now?”

“It’s not me, at least.”

Cruse looks around in confusion, and I notice the identity of the voice and look down with a puzzled expression.

“Don’t tell me you’ve been watching all along? You low-quality lich.”

[I was a little interested in your actions. I did a little observation.]

He probably watched even after returning the sword.

[Besides, I thought the value of the information you gave was not enough for just one sword. ……Be grateful to this Kmelz, young spiritist.]

At that moment, a strange movement was seen near the royal castle.

The castle seemed to be shaking, and a large amount of dust was rising.

“……Could it be.”

What I feel is a large amount of dark magic.

And soon, I, who understood the meaning, shouted to Cruse.

“Quickly, to the back! We’ll get caught up!”

“I know!”

Cruse also understood and took me back at full speed.

And at that moment.

Crack.

There was an object that broke through the top of the royal castle and began to rise rapidly.

It’s like a pure white sprout.

We who saw its identity widened our eyes.

“……Skeletons?!”

A large number of skeletons are constantly rising, tightly weaving their bodies together.

From a distance, it would look like a pure white tree is growing at a rapid pace.

“Crazy. What is that?”

“Maybe…… It seems to be a skeleton replicated with dark magic…….”

And the pillar woven from those skeletons rose straight up and collided with the falling dungeon.

Kooong!

A heavy noise rang out, and an amazing sight unfolded.

It actually received it.

“……No way.”

“……Unbelievable.”

I can’t close my mouth.

It’s amazing that it blocked it in that way, but the power that makes it possible…….

“But it’s just an emergency measure…….”

Already, the skeleton pillar is constantly breaking.

Every time it breaks, it proliferates again and receives it, and when it breaks again, it continues to receive it.

‘Even Kmelz can’t use his power forever…….’

That’s when I thought.

[Young spiritist. I think this is worth the information you gave me. ……So, the rest is up to you guys.]

“……Yes? You guys?”

Is he talking about me and Cruse?

But there’s no way he would think that just two people could do anything now.

And soon I realized the meaning of what he said.

Multiple presences.

At first, I thought they were citizens who hadn’t evacuated, but that wasn’t it.

Each one has a distinct aura.

From knights with a faint Aura Beginner level to experts and practitioners.

And then, a reaction unique to teleportation appeared in the air, and many magicians also appeared.

“……Are those from the White Tower?”

Cruse recognized them and was amazed.

It seems they are magicians belonging to the White Tower.

And in addition to that, there are magicians belonging to the royal castle, or those working as mercenaries, and even Russell Elbeid.

Whether many or few, a large number of humans with even a little power are gathering.

I wonder if even dark magicians or remnants of the Continental Integration Council are secretly mixed in.

‘……Could it be these people.’

The moment I realized what intention they had gathered for.

There was a presence above the dungeon.

A bloody giant man staggered and climbed on top of it.

Pellentronel.

“……That old man king, he was alive?”

I thought so just in case because the death message didn’t appear.

Even if it’s the effect of the ability, it’s beyond that category.

He must have endured with willpower alone.

When I nodded silently.

Cruse, who knew what I wanted to say, took me and sent me up.

When we arrived, Pellentronel was staggering and staring at me.

“Were you alive?”

“I just couldn’t die yet.”

He says that, but it’s clear that he’s already exceeded his limit.

He spat out blood and looked around.

“Is this the result of my disgrace?”

“But it was you who dropped this dungeon…….”

“I know.”

Pellentronel said as if he already knew.

“It must be that traitor.”

Huh? Traitor?

“Listen…… Ailen. I failed. No, even that failure must have been planned according to their will. I didn’t overcome it.”

“…….”

I want to hear what he knows.

But there’s no time.

“From the looks of it, you are not unrelated to this fate either. ……Then I warn you.”

Pellentronel told me it was a warning.

“Don’t let them play with you according to their will.”

Them?

“Wait a minute! What do you know?”

“……Your civilization will eventually reach its end. But you cannot…… achieve the end with your own strength……. Sylvester, that brat will surely go wrong! Just like we did!”

Some of the content is already cut off in what he is saying.

The context of the sentence cannot be understood.

It means he’s almost unconscious.

Even so, why is he enduring?

“……There’s no time. You step back.”

“Wait a minute. What are you trying to do?”

“It’s the result of my carelessness and disgrace. ……I’ll do some repairs.”

Pellentronel raised his Flame Axe.

Unlike when it went berserk a little while ago, the axe is fiercely spewing flames as if it has recognized its owner again.

The flames spread to the point of engulfing Pellentronel himself and take the form of a giant fire axe.

No way…….

“It’s dangerous!”

Cruse grabbed me and flew up again.

But it’s not us he’s trying to attack.

Underneath our feet.

“Kuaaaaaaaaack!”

His shout.

The fire axe that was struck down as it was exploded, and the fire dug into the dungeon.

He is trying to unleash destructive power beyond the limit by causing the flames of the Spirit King residing in the Flame Axe to go berserk.

It burns the entire dungeon and begins to collapse it in an instant.

The dungeon collapses.

Pellentronel was nowhere to be seen, whether he was caught up in the attack that burned even himself.

Only the fragments of the broken Flame Axe fall far away first.

I looked down at the ground.

“……Destroying the dungeon. And at the same time, a large number of people gathered below means.”

It means they already understand what they have to do.