Dragonslayer’s Class Regression Chapter 185

Chapter 185

Richmond’s words made Zeke frown.

“Don’t look casually. Examine it thoroughly and carefully.”

“T-truly. Oh, my lord. This mansion looks perfectly hidden for research.”

Zeke kicked Richmond’s shin.

“OW! That hurts!”

“Stop exaggerating and shut up and follow me. We’re going to break the curse on this mansion.”

No matter what kind of ghost was here, using the power of great purification would make it easy to handle.

Zeke climbed the hill with Richmond.

However, despite the eerie atmosphere, there was indeed no particularly evil energy, just as Richmond had said.

‘What’s going on? Did people just see illusions?’

At that moment.

SWOOSH!

A black shadow moved inside the mansion.

Zeke shouted to Richmond.

“Richmond! Capture that ghost!”

Richmond instantly transformed into an Arch Lich and flew into the air.

Richmond pursued from the sky, while Zeke pursued from the ground.

However, the black ghost suddenly dispersed like smoke and disappeared.

Zeke transmitted his intention to Richmond.

‘Richmond, can you see where the ghost went?’

‘I can’t see it here either, my lord.’

Richmond descended from the sky and returned to Zeke.

“Something feels strange. I didn’t sense any ghost or magical energy.”

“Indeed, it didn’t seem human either.”

He understood a bit about why this place had been renowned as a cursed location for a thousand years.

Zeke decided to enter the mansion with Richmond.

The mansion was overgrown with vines from long neglect, and the walls were partially broken, but considering it had endured for over a thousand years, it was almost in its original form.

Zeke entered through the broken walls, remaining vigilant.

“Hmm.”

The inside of the mansion was also filled with old dust and had a gloomy atmosphere, but there was no particularly evil energy.

Richmond, on the contrary, liked this atmosphere.

“Wow, it’s spacious and comfortable. It’s perfect for research, my lord. If I could have a mansion like this as a laboratory…”

“Stop talking nonsense, Richmond.”

Richmond immediately shut his mouth at Zeke’s rebuke.

He bent down and opened his dragon’s eye to examine the mansion’s details.

A moment later, Zeke surprisingly found traces other than ghosts.

‘Human traces.’

There were subtle but clear signs of people moving through the mansion.

Only a limited number could leave such discreet traces.

‘Assassins? They’re not ordinary. They’re specially trained.’

Zeke shared the vision of the dragon soldiers monitoring the mansion’s surroundings, checking for any hidden enemies.

But he couldn’t find any other traces.

‘What’s this? I was sure Howard had set a trap. Did I arrive too early?’

Zeke had deliberately arrived quickly in Baranaon to catch them off guard.

However, he had arrived much earlier than expected, and there were only traces left, with no one present.

Slightly perplexed, Zeke decided to follow the remaining traces. Most of the traces were heading in one direction.

‘Were they chasing something?’

Zeke entered deeper into the mansion following the traces.

When he had gone some distance, he discovered another trace.

He lowered his head to examine the marks on the floor.

“Blood marks.”

Zeke gestured to Richmond.

“Richmond, check what kind of blood this is.”

Richmond grumbled while examining the blood marks on the floor, then slightly touched it with his hand and put it in his mouth.

“PTUI! PTUI! My lord, this is human blood?”

“Human blood. How old does it seem?”

“It seems fresh. At most two days old?”

It didn’t seem to be blood from adventurers or free knights who entered the mansion.

‘Could the people waiting to set a trap here have been attacked by the ghost?’

It was a ridiculous hypothesis, but there was nothing else to explain the current situation.

Zeke examined where the blood marks were dropped. The blood marks were pointing towards the stairs leading to the mansion’s basement.

“Hmm, is this also a trap?”

Zeke called a few dragon warriors to maintain vigilance.

“Go down and check the situation below.”

The dragon warriors nodded and descended the stairs.

Since Zeke could scout within the maximum range of summoning dragon warriors, they could explore to some extent.

After sending down the dragon warriors, Zeke took out a field bed from his inventory and lay down to rest.

“Do you have any orders for me, my lord?”

“…”

Richmond was a lich with many demands.

* * *

“HUFF, HUFF!”

A man ran urgently through a dark corridor.

The man’s name was Aaron.

He was a special assassination agent from the magic battalion.

‘Damn! What the hell is that?’

Aaron barely hid behind a wall.

He turned the cold weapon behind his back forward and steadied his breathing.

“WHEW, WHEW.”

The cold metal touch of the weapon seemed to calm him slightly.

He had lost all his colleagues to this mysterious entity pursuing them.

‘What an absurd situation.’

Aaron and his colleagues had been dispatched to Baranaon after receiving a special mission from their superiors.

The order was to lay an ambush in the old mansion and eliminate the target when they arrived.

Not only their team, but also knights and magicians of unknown affiliation, and even dark magicians with suspicious chimeras had gathered here, so eliminating the target seemed straightforward.

Aaron and the magic battalion assassins were snipers, so they waited outside the mansion for the target.

Then something happened two days ago.

While monitoring the mansion through a telescope, a black shadow flickered inside.

Aaron immediately signaled other units after discovering the anomaly.

But no contact came from others waiting inside the mansion.

Aaron decided to check the mansion’s situation and contact the assassination squad.

They were snipers but also excellent assassins and knights with formal training.

They were prepared to complete the mission against any target.

But that thought shattered the moment they entered the mansion.

An unidentifiable ghost appeared, harming his colleagues one by one and then disappearing without a trace.

The special magic bullets provided by the magic battalion were ineffective against the ghost.

Chased by the ghost, Aaron entered the mansion’s basement and was now trapped in this underground maze, unable to properly eat, drink, or sleep for two days while being pursued.

Aaron’s face was covered in cold sweat.

Then.

‘It’s coming.’

Aaron’s sharp senses detected something approaching.

A presence so subtle that an ordinary knight wouldn’t have noticed.

Aaron steadied his breath and immediately raised his weapon, extending his body beyond the wall.

SWOOSH! SWOOSH!

The magic weapon fired bullets with light.

KEEING!

The bullets pierced through the black shadow.

But the shadow only blurred momentarily, completely unharmed.

‘Damn it.’

Because of this cursed ghost, his colleagues and the entire unit waiting here had disappeared.

Even worse, these ghosts weren’t just one or two.

The ghosts moved in groups, operating like units.

CLICK! CLICK!

He had exhausted all the magic bullets provided by the magic battalion.

Aaron slung the weapon behind his back and drew the sword from his leg.

It was longer than a dagger but shorter than an arming sword – a specialized sword issued to special agents of the magic battalion.

An artifact with ‘Sharp’ magic that could easily cut through thick plate armor.

‘I hope the magic can cut the ghost.’

Aaron steadied his breath and, as the ghost approached, rose and swung his sword.

SWISH!

Aaron’s sword grazed the black shadow.

WHOOSH!

The black shadow also swung its sword.

PACHING!

The sharp sword strike deflected Aaron’s sword.

“UGH!”

Aaron retreated backward.

He raised his sword, glaring at the ghost.

Though blended with darkness and his body blurry, the silhouette holding a sword was clearly visible. Aaron immediately leaped towards the ghost.

PACHING!

The ghost skillfully defended against Aaron’s sword strike.

For Aaron, it felt like facing an experienced knight.

While striking, Aaron seized the opportunity and threw a magic bomb he held in his other hand directly at the ghost.

KWAKWAKWAKWANG!

The magic bomb exploded, pouring out massive light.

TSUTSUTSUTSU!

The ghost’s shadow soon dispersed and disappeared.

“WHEW. WHEW.”

This was the only method he had discovered to drive away the ghosts during these two days.

When exposed to the light from the magic bomb, they seemed unable to maintain their spectral form.

Thanks to this method learned from his colleagues’ deaths, Aaron had barely survived until now.

The problem was that he had run out of magic bombs.

‘I must escape this mansion somehow.’

He needed to get out of the mansion’s maze-like basement.

Aaron tried to find an escape route before the ghost returned.

Then.

He felt someone approaching.

‘Another ghost?’

But the approaching presence felt different from before.

Aaron pressed against the wall, vigilantly surveying the surroundings.

A black-armored figure was approaching from the corridor’s end.

Aaron felt confused looking at the silhouette.

‘Who is this? Doesn’t seem like a ghost. Could it be the target?’

Wearing a black armor and black face covering made identifying the figure difficult.

As Aaron held his breath and maintained vigilance, the black silhouette also stood still.

‘What?’

Aaron was perplexed by the suddenly stopped black figure.

But he quickly collected himself and cautiously drew his sword.

‘If it’s an enemy, I’ll eliminate it now.’

Aaron burst out from behind the wall, charging toward the black figure.

PACHING!

The stationary figure suddenly moved, raising a shield to block Aaron’s attack.

TUNG!

The figure pushed Aaron back with the shield and drew a sword, swinging it at him.

Cheng!

Aaron blocked the incoming attack and immediately drove his sword between the armor’s gaps.

PUK!

But he felt nothing catch on his sword.

‘What?’

The startled Aaron immediately retreated and readied his stance.

The seemingly unharmed figure raised a shield and approached again.

Aaron stared at the silhouette with confused eyes.

‘Could that also be a ghost…?’

Then.

KWANG!

Aaron was struck hard on the back of his head and collapsed, losing consciousness.

KUNG!

Zeke stood behind the fallen Aaron.

“What’s this guy?”

Zeke muttered, slightly frowning. The dragon warriors’s reconnaissance had been fighting someone, so he came down personally to subdue the opponent.

He searched Aaron’s body and checked his equipment.

Seeing the weapon, Zeke was surprised.

“Crazy, isn’t this a magic gun? It’s already been developed? Carrying this… what kind of guy is he?”

Magic firearms that fired magic-infused bullets had occasionally appeared during the continental war.

However, the weapon was difficult to produce and extremely expensive, typically becoming a toy for nobles after the war ended.

Given its cost, it had little practical utility, and in Zeke’s previous life, few used it in actual combat. He didn’t expect to see someone carrying one already.

Zeke shook his head and continued searching Aaron’s belongings, discovering something.

It was a cartridge saved after using special bullets.

Zeke quietly examined the cartridge and called Richmond.

“Richmond, check the energy remaining here.”

Richmond received the cartridge, carefully examined it, and smelled it.

Then he tilted his head.

“My lord, I sense a faint magical energy here.”

Zeke nodded as if he had expected this.

Then he looked at the fallen Aaron and ground his teeth.

“This bastard’s a Knight Killer.”

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