134 [2-68] Silver-gray box (unknown name) (2/2)
But it slipped away, for the wyvern's corpse suddenly began to move.
The wyvern's huge body rose up and flapped its wings, which had lost their membrane.
A storm raged in the area, and the wyvern zombie (or wyvern skeleton or skull wyvern) floated away.
Like dragons, wyverns, which are minor dragons, gain their buoyancy from biological magic and fly. This is the non-magical magical power that dragons have as a species.
The physical function of the wings is only an aid, and even though they have lost their skin, their ability to fly has increased due to the lightness of their flesh.
The wyvern fluttered over the castle walls and immediately recognized the figure of the Lord who had summoned him.
He saw a silver girl running over the construction scaffolding on top of the under-construction buildings that surrounded the walls.
She leaps high as the wyvern zombie approaches.
She then magically flew closer to the wyvern zombie.
”Give yourself up, Schadenfreude!
The silver girl controlled her flight and settled into the bare ribs of the wyvern, drained of flesh and guts.
And then they melted together.
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The fluffy cushion was covered with a soft, luxurious crimson fabric.
The box looked like it could hold a jewel or some other incredibly delicate and incredibly expensive item, but what was inside?
”What the hell is this?
Edgar tilted his head.
There were two small, cheap, folksy rose brooches. They must have been silver, but they were sooty, as if they had been picked up from a fire, and the plating had peeled off to reveal the metal.
And then there was a pile of dull, dirty, spiky silver remnants of something.
Herminio and Loretta both peered over Edgar's shoulder at the treasure chest.
”Magic item ......? I don't think so.
I'm not sure what this silver ...... is, but it's the remains of an accessory. This is a magic item, a structure ......, but it's broken.
Edgar cautiously touched the spiky silver object, but he couldn't quite make out what it was.
It looked like a weapon, like a sword or a whip, or a magic catalyst, but whatever it was, it looked like it had been broken into a wreck.
Erminio picked up the brooch and the piece of silver and looked at it closely, but he quickly threw it into the treasure chest with a disappointed look.
Huh! Boring. All this hiding, and it's all just junk?
I remember when I was a little kid, I used to save snake shells I found in the mountains for later use.
I remember when I was a little kid, I found a snake shell in the mountains and I kept it for life. You'll be laughed at as if you were a kid.
But what appears to be junk may have some significance.
Erminio raised an eyebrow.
Erminio raised an eyebrow. Given the circumstances, it was hard to believe that this was just a piece of junk.
But Erminio didn't know what it really meant.
Let's say he brought it back and showed it to the Noachian army. If they didn't understand the meaning, Erminio might be laughed at.
They might think that he had been too cowardly to explore the capital, that he had only been able to bring back a piece of junk that had fallen on the ground, and that he was making it up as the treasure of the ”Rose Princess of Hell”. That's what Erminio would definitely think if someone other than himself brought back such a thing.
Still, Erminio reminds himself, it's better than having no loot at all.
If you doubt this Erminio Drouet, let the prestige of the Drouet family remind you.
”I'll have to take it home. ...... Not at all. If this is the only souvenir you can prepare, even the 'Rose of Hell' has heard of you. ......”
A roar.
It's a great way to make sure you're getting the most out of your vacation.
I'm not sure what to do. What? What?
Large and small boulders flew and rolled. Loretta screams.
The ceiling, which had been shaped by magic and built up tightly like a monolith, had collapsed.
No. It didn't collapse. Not only that.
Something huge came crashing down through the ceiling.
A silver gleam poked at the billowing smoke.