I am not a returner Episode 330
Treasure Hunt (9)
[Analyzing unique magic power patterns. Please wait a moment.]
Golden Castle.
The entrance to the golden treasure trove, where the treasures Deimos had collected so far were stored, was tightly locked with a huge iron door.
There are three doors you have to pass through to get inside.
Each door was protected by dozens of layers of barriers, and his knights stood guard 24 hours a day, making it a place not even a rat could pass through. This was the ‘Golden Treasury’.
The first door guarding a treasure trove of gold.
There was a demon standing in front of a door that was impossible to enter unless you were a member of the security guard.
[The identity of ‘Orcal Del’, a member of the Golden Knight Guard, has been confirmed.]
“Glory be to the gold.”
A gruff-looking demon called Orcal saluted with a sharp gesture toward the iron gate.
Sigh.
The tightly closed iron door opened.
“Ah, are you here, Commander Orcal?”
“Glory be to the gold!”
As he entered, the two Mines standing guard saluted him.
“I’m sorry I’m late.”
Orcal nodded slightly towards the guards.
“The captain is waiting inside.”
“I understand.”
I turned and went into the security office.
Sitting inside was a man with a handsome face and a handsome mustache.
“You’re 10 minutes late for your shift.”
“sorry.”
Orcal bowed politely towards the guard captain.
The guard captain looked back at Orkal and spoke softly.
“I don’t mean to criticize you for being late. “I’m just curious as to why you were late, even though you usually came 20 minutes before your shift.”
“That’s...”
Orcal’s voice trembled.
The guard captain continued speaking with a low sigh.
“Is it because of the jackal?”
“....”
Orcal silently avoided the guard captain’s gaze.
“You said you were attacked by an old ghost?”
“...yes.”
“If you’re going to chase him, you’d better stop.”
The guard captain stood up and approached Orcal, who was standing silently.
“Isn’t our role to protect Deimos’ report?”
“I’ll keep that in mind.”
“okay.”
The guard captain breathes a sigh of relief.
Rather than worrying about Orcal, it seemed like he was worried about the impact his accident would have on him.
The guard captain took his coat and went out.
“If anything happens, please contact me.”
“Glory be to the gold!”
After bowing curtly toward the guard captain’s back, Orcal took off the sword from his waist and sat down in his office chair.
“....” He
sat down in the chair and looked over the handover report with heavy eyes. He put the sword that was standing next to the table back on his belt and stood up.
After all, it was more certain to see it with your own eyes rather than receiving the handover through a report.
As he went out of the office, two Mines from the security team followed behind him.
“Is there anything special?”
“yes! doesn’t exist!”
Orcal nodded heavily and took out a sacred stone with a complex magic engraved on it from his chest.
“I will go on patrol. “Follow me.”
“Glory be to the gold!”
He took the Holy Youseok out of his chest and placed it in front of the huge door.
Grrrrrrrgh!
The Seongyu-seok and the door resonated, and the second door guarding the treasury opened.
Orcal entered the door and looked at the third door, which was firmly locked.
With his authority, he can only enter through the second door.
In order to open the third door, the holy oil stone carried by the guard captain was needed.
“egg plant.”
“yep!”
Of course, there was no need to open the third door to patrol.
Orcal walked down the long hallway with two guards to check if there was anything wrong.
“...hmm?”
While walking down the hallway, Orcal’s steps suddenly stopped.
“What’s going on?”
The security guard following behind tilted his head.
Orcal silently scanned the floor and walls of the hallway with his hands.
“...It’s humid.”
A faint moisture felt on the fingertips.
Originally, Deimos’ territory, where the gold refining factory was located, was full of moisture even though it was underground and never rained.
The ‘Golden Treasury’, where Deimos’ treasures were stored, was an exception.
“Do you mean moisture?”
“Look here.”
“Ah...”
The security guard’s expression turned pale as he touched the wall to check for moisture.
Due to the nature of the treasury, which contained countless treasures, moisture was like a poison that should never be present.
“It looks like there’s a problem with the humidity control system.”
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