Pirate's Bizarre Adventure

Chapter 959: The Winged Lion's Prophecy
"Mr. Jon is right. The Mad Magician will be back soon indeed." At the dinner table, the round-faced Yaad said seriously.

He is the lord of this place and a descendant of the royal family of the Golden Kingdom.

After hearing this, the people who were feasting on their food suddenly looked up and suddenly felt that the grilled steak and knife fish fillets in front of them were no longer delicious.

"Why is this so..." Laos scratched his head: "Doesn't this mean that we have to fight here?"

After saying that, he began to eat three times faster than before.

I have suffered losses before when challenging a strong enemy with an empty stomach. Now that a war is imminent, how can I make the same mistake again?

Yaad smiled and said, "It's not urgent. In most cases, once an abnormality is discovered, it will take the Mad Mage, oh, Hisel, about three days to get here. You all have plenty of time to rest."

"So the name of the Mad Magician is Hisil?" Malusil thought, "I seem to have seen this name in some elven books, but when I think about it carefully, it seems that I haven't...ah, what a headache."

Chilchak rolled his eyes and sarcastically said, "How dare you call yourself the most talented girl in the history of the magic school?"

"Hey, I can't pretend I didn't hear that." Malushiel slammed the table and retorted, "It's true, truer than gold. If you don't believe me, you can ask Falin. We were classmates."

The extremely docile and well-behaved Falin smiled foolishly: "That's right~"

Malushel: "Look! If I hadn't wanted to understand the spirit of the labyrinth, I might have become a court mage now."

Chilchak said perfunctorily: "Yes, yes, I shouldn't have questioned you."

The words fall.

A cheerful atmosphere filled the air.

Yaad also laughed.

A very polite smile.

Laughed for a while.

He looked at the delicious food in front of him, his expression gradually becoming bitter. "Hissir cursed us with immortality. As a price, he deprived us of all our desires. Because we have no appetite for a long time, even our sense of taste has degenerated."

"It's such a pity that you can't taste the food." Senxi said solemnly: "This is a disease. It needs to be treated quickly."

"No, no, no, actually we are all healthy. It's just..." Yaad didn't know how to explain.

Magical things, cursed things.

How can you explain it clearly in a few words?
Laos thought for a moment, put on a straight face, and asked solemnly: "Why would the Mad Magician, or Hisser as you call him, do such an outrageous thing?

Have you offended him in some way? Or did your ancestors make a deal with him, depriving him of his desires, and immortality is the price to pay."

Yaad shook his head: "No one knows this. Since I was old enough to understand, Hisler has been in a crazy state and unable to communicate with ordinary people.

No one can know his purpose and his thoughts except himself.

But I don’t think there is any penalty or transaction cost.”

After saying this, he deliberately showed a relaxed smile: "Okay, okay, dear guests, please don't mind our business. Please enjoy your meal before the crazy magician returns.

Even if we have no appetite, it is comforting to see others enjoying their meals.”

I watched others eat.

Others sat while I stood.

Malushel was in a heavy mood.

In such a situation, who can eat?
But the steak in front of me is really tempting...

The silly elf swallowed quietly.

Look at Laos.

Awaiting enquiry.

But Laos had already started eating without any burden.

OK.

Then don't blame me.

Mary Hilton felt relieved and followed suit, starting to eat the meal in front of her.

Don't tell me.

You really don’t want to say that.

Minotaur and the like can be milked and roasted for food, what a great monster.

Malucel, who was gradually led astray by Laos, thought to herself.

After three rounds of wine and five flavors of dishes——

Everyone was full.

The main course was removed.

Replaced with fruits and desserts.

Yaad swirled his wine glass and continued talking about the crazy magician Hisil.

"My grandfather once told me that it was all his fault that Hissel became so crazy. To atone for his sins, he set out on a journey to the surface alone."

"Delgar, my grandfather's name. Do you know this name?"

what?
Dalegar?

By the way, isn’t Dalegar the one…

Malushel had a flash of inspiration.

Chirchak also thought of something and whispered with Malushiel.

When Yaad saw this, he asked anxiously, "From the looks of you, could it be that Grandfather made it to the surface and left his name behind?"

After looking at each other, Malushil said with some embarrassment: "Our side says that a man named Delgar claims to be the king of a fallen country.

He suddenly appeared in the catacombs one day and said that he was willing to give everything he had to whoever defeated the crazy magician.

After leaving these last words, it turned into ashes and dissipated with the wind. "

Hearing this, a trace of sadness flashed across Yaad's face.

But he did not waver too much, and said calmly: "I see, now that my grandfather has been freed from his suffering, I am relieved."

After a pause, he continued, “So far, many people have fled the village in order to get rid of the curse, but no one has succeeded.

Everyone lost their bodies and selves in the escape, gradually becoming evil spirits, and could never return to this golden kingdom.

I guess you must have encountered them many times along the way, right?"

Speaking of evil spirits, aren't they the ones on the third floor underground...

Everyone's expression became a little strange.

Because they remembered—

In order to get rid of the evil spirits, they not only used holy water to eliminate the evil spirits, but also made shaved ice with the frozen holy water.

This is a great disrespect to the dead.

"Cough cough."

In order to change the subject, Malushel deliberately asked, "Um, Lord Yaad?"

"Just call me Yaad. You are all the most respected guests of the Golden Land. There is no need to be so entangled in a title."

"Okay, Yaad." Malushil readily agreed and asked, "Why did you bring us here? Although adventurers who come to the sixth underground floor are rare, there are still some, right?"

Yaad smiled and said truthfully: "Because of a prophecy."

"Prophecy?" Everyone was confused.

Yaad closed his eyes and spoke softly, "The warrior holding the winged sword will eventually come. He will defeat the crazy magician and pull us out of the sea of ​​suffering."

Winged Sword.

and many more.

Winged sword?

Could it be that you are referring to Laos's sword?
Laos scratched his brows: "It's true that Kensuke does have two wings... huh?"

Just as he was about to check, he suddenly discovered that a lion's head had appeared on the originally smooth surface of Jianzhu.

"As expected, you are the legendary hero!" Yaad stood up excitedly, "And the winged lion is our country's guardian beast. Although that lord was imprisoned at the bottom of the maze by the crazy magician, he still predicted the future through dreams. Until now, he is still leading us spiritually and constantly resisting erosion."

Laos: ...

Bastard Kensuke.

Something weird always happens at critical moments.

Yaad's eyes were blazing. "In fact, the reason why Grandfather Delgar was determined to go to the surface was because of the prophecy of the two-winged lion... Mr. Laos, and everyone, please listen to me. The prophecy clearly states that the warrior holding the two-winged sword will defeat the crazy magician and become the new king of this country!"

After he finished speaking, everyone showed shocked expressions.

Then Sensi suddenly discovered something, stroked his beard and said, "Come to think of it, Jon's sword also seems to be?"

Chilchak: "What nonsense are you talking about? Jon's knife doesn't have any wings at all."

Jon, who was suddenly cueed, chuckled: "That's hard to say."

Snapped.

He slammed the knife he carried with him on the table.

Laos and the others suddenly discovered that the originally smooth scabbard actually had some bumps on it that were invisible if one didn't look carefully, and they thought they were decorations.

And among those decorations, there happened to be a pattern of wings.

Leos breathed a sigh of relief. "That's what I said. How can someone like me become king? Jon is the most reliable one."

He smiled with relief: "Yeah, that's great, this way I don't have to worry."

Jon smiled, then placed his own knife next to Laos's hand: "Here you go."

Laos was unable to react for a moment: "Huh?"

Jon repeated, "I said, this knife is for you."

"Wait, isn't this your beloved weapon? How can a warrior give his weapon to others?" Laos was anxious.

Finally there is a second option.

The result was ruled out for me?

This is just forcing someone to do something.
No no no.

Absolutely not!

Jon shrugged. "I'm a magic swordsman. I can use magic even without a weapon. It doesn't have much impact on me. And I really want to see you become the king of the Golden Kingdom."

Laos was dumbfounded.

Yaad looked very happy: "Mr. Brave! You are the brave man in the prophecy! Please make a promise to all the residents of the Golden City. If you defeat the Mad Magician, you will give us all freedom. Please!"

What the hell is this.

It’s something that hasn’t been revealed yet.

The moral blackmail begins.

Hearing this, Laos broke out in a cold sweat.

He glanced at his companions around him.

Help me, help me, help me!
But saw——

Jon smiled.

Malushel looked nervous.

Sensi, who was always dull, frowned.

Falin and Maomao were not in good shape.

Chilcak shook his head repeatedly.

Laos swallowed.

No one can be trusted at critical moments!

Taking a deep breath, he wanted to refuse.

As a result, Yaad and all the maids around looked at her with envy.

Laos' words were stuck in his throat.

After thinking for a long time, he finally couldn't bear the pressure and lowered his head and said, "I'll think about it."

"Great!"

Cheers rang out inside and outside the mansion.

Hearing this, Laos's expression turned even worse.

That night.

Chilchak: "Are you stupid? How could you easily agree to something so dangerous?"

"I...I didn't agree. I just said I'd think about it."

Chirchak: "You shouldn't even consider it. If you can't give others hope, don't make promises easily from the beginning."

Laos: “…”

Stop scolding, stop scolding.

I'm already starting to regret it.

Chirchak held up his glass and said maturely, "How much trouble could have been avoided if we had said it right then and there? Now, there are so many burdens added out of thin air."

"But..." Laos touched the two swords, looking troubled. "There's no way to refuse this kind of thing right? "And when did Kensuke become like this? I didn't even notice..."

Malushel wasn't worried.

After all, it was just an understatement.

They haven't finished their work yet, so they don't have the energy to do anything else.

And becoming a king sounds pretty unreliable.

Compared to the vague future.

She was more willing to focus on what was in front of her: "Speaking of which, although the meat of the minotaur is tender, it doesn't have much flavor when you taste it carefully."

"It must be because their sense of taste has deteriorated, so their cooking skills have also been abandoned." Sensi, who had rarely taken off the burden, sat cross-legged on the bed. "In fact, I have always been thinking that, logically speaking, Yaad and his people do not need to eat, which means they do not need to farm or brew wine, but these people have always maintained this habit, and they are more meticulous than people outside for a thousand years. I think this is probably the only way for them to maintain their rationality."

He looked at Laos and said solemnly: "The people here live in pain every day."

"That's what I mean..." Jon put his hands on his pillow: "Legendary hero, whether you can free the Golden City from the curse depends on you!"

"That's right, Laos, it's up to you. If you become king, don't forget us old friends." Chilchak replied casually.

Then he looked at Malushiel and the others who had been refusing to leave: "Why don't you guys go to the room they have prepared?"

Malushel put her hands on her hips and said, "Hey, hey, hey, this place is so weird, I certainly don't want to sleep alone. And Falin and Izuzumi look weird. They have almost no power to resist. In this case, of course we have to stay together."

Jon raised his hand: "I have a proposal. If you don't want to sleep with them, why don't you let me..."

The words were not finished.

Three voices rang out at the same time.

"no!"

"not good."

"No!"

Jon was helpless.

He laughed: "I won't say anything about Maruxiel. As a brother, Laos also has a force field that cannot retreat. But Chirchak, you have received so many favors from me in the past, but you don't stand with me at this time?"

A serious look flashed across Chirchak's baby face. "We are all teammates on the same team, so don't establish a romantic relationship. Once you establish such a relationship, it will become very troublesome. Anyway, my previous experience tells me that showing off your affection will lead to a quick death."

Jon stroked his smooth chin and asked, "Chier, Chier, my good brother, your three daughters should be adults now, right?"

Chilchak: !!!
How dare you, you thief!