# 191
191. Imprint (1)
The day after clearing Advent Dungeon.
A nagging parade from Yurnet followed. I had to listen to the sermon for about two hours, asking why I took on such a reckless challenge and what would have happened if I died. It wasn't exactly wrong, so I listened in silence.
If it was just a little bit off, the hardships of the past would have been colorless.
Just because it's high grade and rare doesn't necessarily mean it's a good imprint. Like the birth of a hero, it's up to you to do anything.
I was greedy.
If I had known that the imprint I risked my life to be an A-class, I would have thought about it again.
Anyway, I've used up all stacks of weapon summons and will only fight on my own from now on, except for some unusual cases. Even if small-scale disputes between masters occurred, he did not intend to bring Niflheim as much as possible. I don't want to get into a bad habit with Amkena who caught my heart.
'Black dragon blood.'
It is the name of the imprint I obtained yesterday.
I was scheduled to test it after imprinting it today.
But…
"Hee hee hee!"
The gray horse raised its head and neighed.
Kishasha with a haystack in her arms approached the horse.
"Sorry, Gandalf. It's time to eat."
When Kishasha placed hay in the feeder in front of the horse, Gandalf hurriedly ate the hay.
"Eat deliciously. There's plenty of it."
2nd floor of Taoneer.
I was at the stable, an ancillary facility of the space-time rift.
Kishasha was in the middle of feeding the animals in the stable. Kishasha diligently carried hay, swept the dirty floor with a broom, and changed the water in the bucket.
"Shall I help?"
"No. It's my hobby."
Kishasha, with a straight face, swept the grass on the floor with a rake.
I had no choice but to watch from the corner. Even if you help me, I really hate it.
Taking care of the animals in the stable is the only hobby left to him. It is said that he raised several animals in his hometown.
'Although the 3rd floor accommodation is gone.'
The forest and village on the third floor of the waiting room, which had a similar environment to Kishasha's hometown, were demolished immediately.
What I want to do, I don't want to interfere. I sat down on a pile of straw and watched Kishasha busy at work.
"…"
I'm not here because I like it too.
I needed a place where I could be alone to put my seal on.
The 4th floor mansion I was in was in a frenzy because it was being remodeled. I was supposed to try imprinting in my room, but I was kicked out by Nerissa. The same goes for training camp. The facility was being upgraded. The facility also needed time to expand beyond a certain level.
Therefore, the only place that is likely to be deserted at this time of day is the stable.
It can be done at dawn, but it may be delayed if the test time is included. It was during the daytime, when Amkena was off the hook.
"I'm going to finish this and leave."
Kishasha murmured as she refilled the water trough in the stable.
I think I know why I am here.
'For now… three.'
I looked around the whole stable.
Currently, Taoneer has three horses.
Gandalf and Saruman Radagast respectively. It was captured by Jenna and Kishasha in the Daily Dungeon. As the size of the mission gradually increases in the future, the number of horses required will gradually increase. If you go to higher missions, you'll get other mounts as well as horses.
"By the way…"
I pointed to the animal who was sucking in the corner of the stable.
"What is that?"
"Oh, you mean that?"
Kishasha smiled and approached the animal.
"I didn't feed you. Let's eat!"
"Gu-gu-gu…!"
A fat pigeon fluttered and hovered around Kishasha.
"I brought it from the dimension city. When I fed it, even the airship followed. Isn't it cute?"
The pigeons began to peck at the feed frantically.
what is a dove it will be a chicken I can't even see my neck because I'm fat like a pig.
"My name is Gugukon."
"Gugu-Kon?"
"Don't you cry with a coo! Eum-hu-hu."
Kishasha petted the pigeon's head as if it were adorable.
The pigeons didn't even care because they were feeding.
"Gu, coo…"
We decided to respect the taste.
Kishasha's beast, Base, must be a tiger.
This guy was a guy who calmly ate raw meat at mealtime. Katio was frightened when he saw the deer eating the hind legs dripping with blood.
'I don't even manage to eat it.'
I got plump.
Come to think of it, it's been quite a while since I ate chicken.
It seemed to be delicious when fried.
"nine…!"
The dove looked up at me and trembled.
Kishasha also glared at me.
"Han, aren't you thinking bad thoughts?"
"What are you talking about?"
I'm quick to notice
I smiled and crossed my arms.
While Gugukon feeds, Kishasha cleans the nest and puts plenty of food in the feeder. and wiped the sweat from his brow It seemed that a major tidying up had been completed.
"I'm not going. Don't do anything weird."
"Don't worry. I won't even touch you."
"then."
Kishasha, with a fresh face, left the stable.
It seems that the stress has been relieved. When you fight for a long time, stress builds up. If you don't release it in time, you may have a bad condition. Each member of Party 1, including me, had a hobby.
first.
I took out a leather pouch from my bosom.
The pouch was opened and the contents spilled onto the floor. The black beads fell again.
It was the imprint stone of the Black Dragon Blood. Next to it was a recovery potion prepared for emergencies.
The door to the stable was locked.
Because it wasn't something to show off.
"Goo! Goo Goo Goo!"
"Hee-hee-eeing!"
'I'll just do it tomorrow.'
I shook my head. Time is money.
In order to get used to engraving, you should try it as soon as possible.
"…ha."
After taking a deep breath, he brought his hand to the inscription stone.
[Imprinting begins!]
[Imprinting stone – True Black Dragon Blood (A)]
[Corresponding hero – Han (★★★★)]
[Probability of success – Unknown]
The engraving window came into view.
[※Caution!]
[Imprinting may fail, and heroes that fail will fall into contamination. Do you really want to try engraving?]
[Yes / No]
A warning message followed with a loud noise.
If the imprint fails, your hero becomes X.
That's roughly what it means.
No matter how excellent a hero was before that, if he failed here, it would end in an instant.
A hero who has been tainted rarely comes back. I also lost a lot of promising players in promotion and stamping.
'It's a matter of mental strength.'
Heroes who have been trained through actual battles do not fall into contamination.
If you want to reach the 100th floor, you should easily jump over this level. I let out one last breath and touched the hologram.
[Yes (choice) / No]
Then, I brought my left hand to the surface of the inscription stone.
[Imprinting begins!]
[The ceremony requires some time.]
[Please wait.]
Unuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu!
The engraving stone vibrated.
Cold energy began to seep into his fingertips.
It's as if the blood itself is frozen.
[Khehehe… it seems to have started.]
A familiar voice rang in my ears.
A deep, domineering voice.
It belonged to the black dragon that had a fight with me yesterday.
[I was looking at you. It definitely smells different from bug-like humans. That's right, that emperor's smell.]
Pajijijik.
Dark red lightning began to shoot out of his left hand.
But there was little to no pain.
[I know you're not normal.]
…Is there a mute function?
[Where did you come from and what are you trying to do? What can I do in this ruined place!]
Slowly, I felt a sensation in my left arm.
hot yet cold. It was a feeling I had never experienced before.
[The emperor and I made a contract from time immemorial. Yes, from now on…]
"Be quiet. I'm not curious about your story at all."
[Khahaha! Treating ancient mysteries lightly! Are you really a hero? Interesting. It was worth doing a play like this.]
I think I'm having a strange delusion.
I ignored his voice and focused on my arm.
Dark red lightning was burning all over his left arm.
'Is the engraving location here?'
It meant that the skill started from the left arm.
You should also know this properly.
"Hee hee hee hee!"
"Guy… Goo Goo Goo!"
The animals are howling noisily as if they noticed something.
In particular, Gugukon flapped its wings around me and fluttered wildly.
dismissal. paper weave.
The lightning on his left arm died down.
I narrowed my eyes. A notable change has taken place.
'This is…'
Scales were sprouting from the forearm of his left arm.
Vivid jet-black gloss. It was the scales of a black dragon.
However, the scales disappeared shortly after and returned to normal skin.
paper weave.
The lightning died down.
I turned my left arm.
move normally
It seemed that the engraving was almost finished.
There have been no accidents yet, except for one guy talking loudly.
[Han Israt.]
"Why."
[Thank you for giving me the opportunity. It would be possible with your bowl.]
An opportunity.
[Yes. you passed the test If it's you…]
"…?"
[You can become my body!]
Pajijijik!
Suddenly, a blinding flash rose from his left arm.
The flash became a single bolt of lightning that shot up into the air and formed the shape of a small dragon.
The dragon roared.
[Ha ha ha ha! Know that it is an honor to dedicate yourself to me!]
[Danger!]
['Han (★★★★)' begins to be contaminated!]
The lightning strikes my left arm again.
However, the sensation I felt this time… is different from before.
Pain as if a blood vessel were being torn came up through his left arm.
[Don't worry. Because I will cherish your body. For a low-level human subject, the bowl is so good. lucky i am! Hahaha!]
"…"
[You're an idiot!]
Pajijijijijik!
The lightning that reached the shoulder of his left arm headed for his heart.
I quickly took the capped potion and reached for the sheath.
"…Somehow."
[Huh?]
"He said he was going to go away easily."
sereung.
I drew my sword with my right arm.
Although it is only a substitute for bifrost, it is not without resistance to contamination.
[Wait what…]
Kwajik.
There was no hesitation.
I thrust the blade into my shoulder.
My eyes suddenly turned red and my vision became dizzy.
Still, this level of pain…
'It's not something I've experienced once or twice.'
I brought my right hand to the lightning that was hovering around my shoulder.
Blisters formed on my palms and the skin began to peel, but I held it back.
[dare… This noohom!]
Dduduk.
The sound of muscle fibers breaking.
Then, the skin on his shoulder came off.
I gritted my molars and ripped the lightning bolt from my shoulder off my arm.
[Do not deny! This body, a great race, will save Taonier on your behalf. All you have to do is pass yourself over!]
Pajijijik!
I tore off the lightning.
[Do you think you can refuse? My blood is already mixed in your body.]
"Really?"
[I will admit the willpower. Still, it's a futile resistance. you will succumb I've been trapped there for thousands of years. No more envoys. So to me…]
The dragon's eyes appeared in the lightning.
I saw my left arm. The torn skin was healing rapidly.
Does the imprint remain in the body even if the lightning is pulled out?
"Coo-goo… Goo!"
"Hee-hee! Hee-hee-hee!"
The animals are running wild.
I catch my breath
"Big!"
He pulled out the blade of the sword stuck in his left arm.
Before the blood spurted out, scales formed and blocked the wound.
[Idiot! If you pull out that sword, you're done!]
I grabbed the burning lightning in my right arm and stood up.
I pressed down the dove that was rampaging next to me with my foot.
And grabbed the lightning.
"nine…?!"
[Huh?]
The eyes of the dragon and the pigeon met.