Sorcerous Stabber Orphen: The Wayward Journey Volume 20 [Complete] by Yoshinobu Akita

Author:Yoshinobu Akita
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Light Novel, magic, anime, fantasy, adventure, action, 90s
Publisher: J-Novel Club (generated)

Chapter XI: Enmity, and What is Not Enmity

“He gave me a pretty fearsome glare.”

“Huh,” Heartia said before resuming his unenthusiastic inspection of the weapons—his ear was pointed Colgon’s way, so Colgon was relatively sure he was at least listening to him. But the weapons probably held an equal amount of his interest.

Piled chaotically on the floor were all sorts of sorcerous weapons the Celestials had created in the past. Most of them were completely useless, since their mechanisms weren’t understood. It took a good amount of time to decipher the Glyphs written on them and figure out how to use them.

They were looking through the pile of junk from one end to the other, but once they’d looked through them all, a new mountain would appear that they hadn’t inspected yet. This went on for some time. It was never ending.

“Err,” Heartia turned around awkwardly and said, “I think this is good for now. It’s getting kinda cramped in here.” He indicated the room around them.

The junk was starting to fill the space. His words had been directed at the girl standing in the tallest spot in the room—she didn’t look back at him or react in any sort of way, but she stopped transferring the items in when he asked. Heartia sighed, looking up at Lottecia as she peered into a device with vacant eyes—morbidly so.

The whole room was the device, really. It was cylindrical, with a tall ceiling. The piles of junk were so high they almost touched the ceiling; Heartia was a little worried they would crash down around them. The floor was pure white, a gentle concave slope. The whole sanctuary was made up of these seamless, pure-white walls and floors, but in a sealed space like this, Heartia couldn’t help feeling like he was at the bottom of a pot.

There was no sort of door leading in or out. Unlike the floor, the walls were packed with complex patterns. They weren’t carved in or pasted on or drawn with paint. The walls were simply crowded with Wyrd Glyphs as if they were a natural inclusion.

The walls also had one other difference from the floor and ceiling—about halfway up them, there was something like a terrace where someone could relax, although with no ladder or stairs leading up to it and no railing around it, Heartia didn’t know how relaxing it would be. The only furnishings present were some small chairs, but they were bafflingly numerous. Dozens, all around the circumference of the room. Lottecia was sitting in one of them.

The ceiling was blank like the floor.

“Pluto’s here,” Colgon muttered, and Heartia looked up.

Colgon was standing on the floor like him, but he was looking at the wall. Of course, it wasn’t the actual wall he was looking at but the shining Glyphs on it that were showing images of the outside on them. Heartia didn’t know what location the Glyphs were showing, but he assumed it was somewhere just outside of the sanctuary. It was a dark forest with a sandstorm obscuring the darkness almost like snow.

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