Raided The God’S Warehouse [EN]: Chapter 444

I Raided the Demon God’s Warehouse – Episode 444

Chapter 444

A surge of light enveloped my entire body, bringing a sensation similar to what I felt when moving between the layers of the Trial Zone.

No, it was far more intense than that.

My stomach churned, and my head spun. Even Seun barely managed to stay upright.

“Ugh…”

Of course, not Riel.

Just as she had struggled against the hummingbird’s gust, she once again leaned heavily on Seun’s shoulder, her upper body slumped.

Fortunately, perhaps because of her experience with the gust, she seemed slightly better than before.

‘The Round Table…’

If the voice from the light was indeed a Spirit King, as Riel suggested, then the place we’re moving to is the Spirit Kings’ Round Table.

Interpreting what they said, they’re wedging the Round Table into a gap in dimensions to call Seun and Riel, but this is merely to exploit a loophole in the rules.

In essence, Seun and Riel are being transported to the Spirit Realm.

“Ha, they really brought them. Bringing an Elf is already a headache, let alone a human.”

“Was there another way? We’re in a desperate situation.”

“Other ways or not, we are spirits. If we strengthen our boundaries and continue to live by clearly defining the rules as we do now…”

“Do you really think the boundaries will hold? Does anyone here know when and how my child was dragged away, severing the connection by force?”

“Therefore, we must strengthen the boundaries further…”

“Enough, Trowell. It’s clear that we lost the Child of Water.”

“Ahem.”

Starting with the voices of what I presumed to be the Spirit Kings in my ears, the surrounding light subsided.

Immediately after, the Round Table mentioned by the voices of light revealed itself.

‘This is the Spirit Kings’ Round Table.’

The walls were entirely made of translucent crystal.

There was a door, but it was tightly sealed without a single gap, so I couldn’t see the scenery outside, which they called the dimensional rift.

More important than the outer walls were the Round Table in the center and the four beings surrounding it.

“Are you very confused? Come, sit down first.”

“Even so, I can’t accept bringing a human. Everyone knows how evil humans can be.”

“That’s also a prejudice. Just as there are fallen Elves, there are good and bad humans.”

“That’s true, but it’s also a fact that many humans, in particular, damage nature, isn’t it?”

The Four Great Spirit Kings, representing the elements of water, fire, earth, and wind, like Riel’s Four Great Spirits.

It was my first time meeting them, but I remembered their names from the books in the Great Library.

‘The Spirit King of Water, Elquines.’

The only one among the Spirit Kings sitting at the Round Table who showed a friendly reaction to Seun.

She wore a dress that shimmered like the sea, and I felt a warmth like that of a mother.

‘The Spirit King of Earth, Trowell.’

He looked like a muscular man with brown skin, and among the Spirit Kings, he seemed the most hostile to Seun.

He gripped a huge hammer tightly in his hand, and it felt like he would strike Seun down immediately if the other Spirit Kings didn’t stop him.

‘The Spirit King of Fire, Salrion.’

He felt like a mediator, so to speak.

He didn’t seem to welcome Seun’s presence either, but he was calming the situation between Elquines and Trowell.

‘The Spirit King of Wind, Minerva.’

Lastly, the female Spirit King of Wind seemed to be draped in fluttering cloth all over her body.

She was looking at Seun and Riel with curiosity, but judging from her posture and attitude, which were a step away from the Round Table, it seemed like she was observing the situation.

‘Besides, that Round Table…’

The Round Table between the four Spirit Kings was by no means ordinary.

In front of Elquines was a surging sea, in front of Salrion was scorching lava, in front of Trowell was a towering mountain, and in front of Minerva was a raging storm.

The Four Great Elements were expressed on the Round Table as if representing a small world.

Moreover, the abundant vitality felt within proved that the expression was by no means mere decoration.

In other words, I could think of the Round Table itself as showing the Spirit Realm.

‘Then, is that where Turiek was?’

In the center of the Round Table, there was a turbid terrain where all kinds of currents flowed together, not the Four Great Elements.

A neutral zone that none of the Four Great Spirit Kings managed.

Perhaps that was where Turiek lived, and where spirits not affiliated with the Four Great Spirit Kings, like the Mental Spirits, lived.

Thanks to frequent conversations with Turiek, I could understand the Round Table a little.

“Child of the Forest, come and sit down. Oh my, look at those cute ears. How long has it been since I’ve seen an Elf?”

“T, thank you.”

“You too, come and sit here.”

Minerva created a chair made of wind for Riel.

And right next to it, Elquines created a shimmering chair made of water for Seun.

Seun nodded instead of answering and walked over to sit in the chair.

The cool water wrapped around my back, taking on an ideal shape.

Trowell, located on the opposite side, stared at this with displeasure, but Seun met his gaze without avoiding it.

“How dare a human look me in the eye so presumptuously? Just because we welcomed you nicely, do you think you’re something special?”

Thud!

Instantly, a familiar yet unfamiliar sense of oppression came over me.

With a heavy pressure like a huge rock pressing down on my shoulders, it felt like my head would naturally bow.

This was, yes. It was similar to the oppression I felt when I met Lucifer.

Of course, I didn’t feel the unique darkness I felt from Lucifer, but the sheer weight pressing down on my shoulders was even greater.

However, Seun was not one to bow his head here.

– The Saint’s Mark is reacting to the tale of the Blood Wolf Legend.

– The first ability of the Saint’s Mark, ‘Fear,’ awakens.

Seun manifested the Saint’s Mark and endured Trowell’s oppression.

“This bastard…!”

However, this was not all of Trowell’s power. The oppression that had been lifted by the power of the Saint’s Mark came back even heavier and began to press down on my shoulders.

‘I can’t completely block it with my power alone.’

When Seun had a conversation with Lucifer before, he was able to resist his fear with the Saint’s Mark and Turiek’s protection.

Quite some time had passed since then, so I thought I could now withstand most of the oppression on my own….

Eventually, as Trowell’s oppression intensified, my chin began to lower more and more.

“This bastard is still glaring at me!”

Even so, Seun did not avoid Trowell’s gaze.

Rather, he met Trowell’s gaze with even stronger eyes, gritting his teeth and raising his head.

Then….

“Have you forgotten that we are in a dimensional rift right now? Or do you have the strength and leeway to withstand the pressure of the rift alone?”

“Tch.”

Fortunately, before Seun lowered his head, the oppression disappeared along with Elquines’ cold voice.

Sallion, who was next to him, was showing interest in Seun, perhaps because he didn’t expect Seun to withstand the oppression.

“Are you okay, Child of the Forest? Were you very surprised?”

“T, thank you…”

On the other side, Minerva was stroking Riel’s hair.

It seemed that the oppression Trowell emitted was affecting not only Seun but also Riel.

Riel’s face, which had been pale due to the oppression, was gradually calming down with Minerva’s touch.

“Even though he looks like that, he’s the youngest of us. He’s still immature, so please understand.”

“Who’s immature…”

“I’m fine.”

“He had a contract terminated when he was young, so he’s very prickly with outsiders.”

“Oh, when are you going to stop talking about that!”

“Who’s pointlessly showing off their oppression with that old story?”

“Ahem!”

“Everyone, calm down. We don’t have time to spare.”

“At most thirty minutes. That’s the limit.”

“There’s no time to fill the time completely. As long as there are possible variables, we all need to maintain some of our strength.”

“I agree.”

Trowell adjusted his posture as if he couldn’t help it.

It was unpleasant to be invited and then shown oppression, but thanks to enduring Trowell’s momentum, Sallion and Minerva’s gazes towards Seun changed slightly.

It was a place I couldn’t leave right away just because I felt bad, so Seun crossed his arms and prepared to listen.

“Before we start talking, we should call these two first.”

Clang.

The tightly closed crystal door opened. However, what was seen through the opened door was not a dimensional rift.

Something similar to the surge of light that appeared when Seun and Riel first moved flowed out from between the crystal doors, and the first thing that appeared was a purple wing.

“Turiek?”

“Oh? Master!”

As soon as Turiek heard Seun’s voice, he poked his face out of the door and fluttered his wings excitedly, flying towards Seun.

“How did you get here? Did you wait for me a lot? I missed Master so much! Has a lot of time passed outside? I was very worried because this is my first time doing something like this!”

“One by one, one by one.”

“Okay, okay!”

As soon as he got closer, he hugged Seun and poured out a barrage of questions. He looked much more grown up than when I saw him outside.

‘His personality has changed a lot too.’

The first time I saw Turiek, he felt gloomy, but now he looked brighter than anyone else.

If it weren’t for the unique energy flowing from those purple wings, no one would think of him as the Spirit of Fear.

“Forger, you should come in quickly too.”

“….”

Come to think of it, the crystal door was still open.

When Seun turned his head, a familiar face was peeking out from among the pale-colored lights.

The Spirit of Mist, the boss monster that I defeated in the hidden dungeon ‘End of the Mist’ and Turiek’s best friend.

Forger was slowly revealing his body, hesitating at Elquines’ call.

“Forger, come here quickly! Don’t you remember? Our master woke you up.”

“T, thank you…”

A voice that seemed to crawl in.

He didn’t seem to be in good condition yet, but looking at the mist that made up his body, he seemed somewhat stable.

‘I heard that he didn’t originally have that kind of personality.’

In the Spirit Realm, which was divided into four areas: fire, water, earth, and wind, Forger came all the way to the center, where Elquines’ touch, who could be called his protector, didn’t reach, and played with Turiek.

As such, I thought his personality would be very bright, but the current Forger seemed to have a severely shy personality.

‘Well, it’s understandable.’

Forger had been tied to the end of the dungeon, cut off from the Spirit Realm, since who knows when.

I don’t know what he had been through, but in the end, he couldn’t bear it and became the shape of a boss monster that I couldn’t even imagine in his current form.

So, no matter how bright his original personality was, it was only natural for him to show such a 모습 [appearance/form].

“Now everyone is gathered.”

The Spirit King of Fire, Sallion, opened his mouth.

From the call of the Four Spirit Kings to the appearance of Turiek and Forger.

Seun could sense why they had gone so far as to avoid the rules of the Spirit Realm to call him here.

Since they didn’t have much time anyway, Seun decided not to waste time and say what came to mind.

“The one who kidnapped and tortured Forger.”

Seun took out a chain from the All-Curing Box.

The Shackles of Denial.

It was the chain presumed to have been binding Forger at the end of the hidden dungeon, End of the Mist.

“I’m not sure, but there’s someone I suspect.”

The gazes of the Four Spirit Kings were instantly focused on Seun.