Chapter 132: Blowing Wind (1) (1/2)

Chapter 132: Blowing Wind (1)

Torium was busy procuring materials to change my appearance.

”From now on, you require a little disguise. If you are noticed then things will become complicated...”

All the prepared materials were like a make-up kit.

Torium sat down with a branch and said.

”Isn’t this also a talent?”

”I thought you only told stories. You can dress up clowns on the side.”

He had his own versatility. Jeff only knew how to use a sword, so the difference between them was like comparing heaven and earth.

'A disguise.’

It wasn’t bad.

I still hadn’t regained my original power so there was no need to complicate things. It was difficult to distinguish between friend and foe.

I was outside the system and there was no guarantee that our relationship would be the same if I met Maxium again. Based on Torium and Jeff’s reaction, just knowing Maxium was a risk. I couldn’t even call out his name.

'I need some time to gauge the situation.’

I didn’t know that much about this world.

It was a fake world made by the Hell Monarch. That was all I knew.

It was impossible to deduce from just listening to a few of Torium’s stories. The smartest choice was to confirm things with my own eyes and develop a plan.

”Can you hide the sound of my heartbeat?”

The disguise couldn’t hide sound. It would be strange if sounds only a living person would make came from me.

Then Torium shook his head.

“Don’t worry. I can solve this problem.”

”You seem confident.”

Torium pulled out a small bottle from the pocket of his pants. The bottle was filled with red blood.

“This is the blood of a thunderbird. Applying the blood will conceal the sound.”

”It is like a soundproof wall.”

”Soundproof wall...?”

”There is such a thing.”

I knew about it. It was something that humans commonly used.

”Hmm hmm. Tell me later what a soundproof wall is. It is something I can’t overlook as a storyteller. At any rate, sprinkling some of this blood will hide sound coming from your body.”

”What about breathing?”

“That isn’t a problem. We sometimes breathe. It is a habit from when we were still alive.”

Torium stared at my face before opening up his disguise tools.

”Then let's get started.”

He held a brush and started painting my body.

'It is separate from swordsmanship.’

It felt like I was watching a sophisticated sword technique.

The work took quite a long time.

It was approximately an hour.

It was over when Torium reached my forehead.

“It is done. It will be hard to tell unless someone has really keen eyes. However, it will be a hassle to maintain and you need to refresh it once a week...”

I peeked in the mirror.

I stayed still and tracked my image in the mirror.

I looked like a violet undead and gave off a strong impression.

“Is this the end?”

”Jeff still has something left to do. He should be coming around now.”

He cleaned his tools and waited for someone.

Jeff.

He came running up with something in his hand.

”Darn mercenary scum! It isn’t a big deal if I borrow it, but they wanted five Jellim branches? Crooks!”

Jeff spat out with disgust as he got closer. The frown on his face showed that he wasn’t in a good mood.

”What is it?”

I asked as Jeff stuck out the cloth in his hand.

”Here ya go. This is a precious seal so don’t lose it.”

”The Mercenary Seal.”

Torium’s words were an insufficient explanation.

I still accepted the token and studied it.

It seemed to be carved out of stone. A pattern of nails was embossed in the centre.

The reason why they gave this to me was simple.

”That is the sign of a mercenary.”

”This world...it has been stopped for a long time. The lord knows the faces and names of everyone in the village. The only outsiders in the Underground World are mercenaries.”

“I like it.”

I grasped the token. It was a job that wasn’t bound to a place so I was pretty interested. I had a similar role in the Demon World.

Why should I refuse?

Torium sighed with relief and said.

“...Attach the seal to your left chest.”

The back of the seal seemed to have some type of sticky paste on it. I glanced at Torium after placing it on my left chest.

”It is quite enthusiastic.”

”What is?”

”Your attitudes toward me.”

Jeff and Torium. They showed no hostility towards me from the beginning. I was suspicious when I showed Wrath and the Emperor’s Sword, but they didn’t reveal their greed.

I had given them nothing in the last 20 days. All I did was talk and spar. Even so, they were coming up with ways to defend me. It was hard to think that it was just a simple favour.

“That...”

Gulp!

Torium swallowed his saliva before managing to speak.

”I just think that I will be able to tell the best story.”

”This is your curiosity as a storyteller?”

”I want to see the real thing, not a fake. My stories have all been mere fiction. How can I miss looking at a narrative about this fake world with my own eyes?”

”So it is your treasure.”

”There is no other way. And...I have already been on a long journey.”

He looked exhausted.

He had been sensitive of time since this world was first created by the Hell Monarch.

He could only guess how long had passed.

”Aren’t you afraid of dying on this trip?”

It was a simple question. If he helped me and died, it would be because of his curiosity.

Torium just laughed.

”I am already dead. Apart from my curiosity, I also want to rest. Including me, all the undead...we are just walking corpses...even so, we can’t get any rest until we feel the ‘wind.’ In this world, those who have their desires fulfilled will feel the wind.”

The wind...their dreams, hopes or something like that.

Torium had to keep walking.

One day, I had suddenly fallen here. He was filled with hope after seeing someone alive.

I felt the heat from his dead eyes.

Therefore, I slowly opened my mouth.