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Curse the Mainframe! - Chapter 285

Published at 3rd of May 2020 04:20:54 AM


Chapter 285

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The three of them tumbled down into the hole, landing at the bottom silently despite the sudden drop.

Their reflexes kicked in quickly, allowing them to land as quiet as a mouse.

They were conspicuously silent as they craned their ears and tried their best to hear any sounds that were coming from the cave.

Unlike Elysia and Sekai, who heard nothing, Alec heard the sound of the ringing grow louder and louder, until he almost felt as if he was off balance.

It couldn't be described as anything other than pure noise.

"What is it?" Elysia asked, seeing something in Alec's expression.

Alec could barely hear her voice over the sound of the ringing at all.

Sekai frowned and stalked forward, his Magitype providing just enough light for him to see where he was going.

Don't think he didn't realize how Elysia and Alec were able to see in the dark better than him. Still, if they didn't mention it, then he wasn't going to bring it up either. He could provide his own light source, so there.

He had no idea what was going on with Alec, but damned if he would stay here and wait to find out.

The System was too stubborn by half, and he had no intention of waiting like a saint for him to reveal whatever he was keeping secret.

They could already hear the scrabbling sounds of the rank five monster above them, and the ground was shaking.

There were pieces of debris falling down from above, and it wouldn't be long if the monster continued smelling them from this place. It would just make it more determined to enter the small hole if it remained so angry.

Alec walked forward, following behind Sekai. He was feeling off balance and almost dizzy with the constant ringing echoes in his mind.

He was so concentrated he was on walking straight that he missed Elysia's frown of worry as she followed close behind.

The cave wasn't anything special, but there was a faintly whispery quality to it that made their hair on their arms stand straight up.

At least, that was how it was for Sekai and Elysia.

It felt almost as if something was whispering in their ears, but other than that, they couldn't hear anything else.

They got a feeling that they weren't exactly welcomed by whatever dwelled in the depths of the cave, but it was clear to the two Main Characters that Alec wasn't feeling the same as either of them.

Instead, just a look at his face alarmed them a little, though Sekai hid it better than Elysia did.

Alec's face was pale. Very pale. There were little beads of sweat upon his brow that made them feel anxious.

Considering that Alec hadn't even broken a sweat when the rank five monster had been chasing them the entire way, it was very alarming indeed.

And then, of course, Alec passed out, and Sekai actually let out a shout of alarm that he would deny to his dying day.

Elysia caught Alec's unconscious body without a problem, looking at him with worry.


Something in here had made him pass out, but what?

She didn't dissuade Sekai from hovering over her shoulder while she checked him over, but she couldn't find anything wrong with him.

By all accounts, it just appeared as if Alec was sleeping.

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Dominique landed on the ground, sending his familiar back to a spatial dimension that his boss had created specifically for him to keep Sircela.

He was so close that he could practically taste the boss' magic in the air.

It wasn't like he could sense magic like his boss either, but he could feel it somehow. Though, of course, it was only his boss' magic that he was able to track.

He stopped abruptly when he reached a cave that appeared discreet, though something – or someone – running through it had ruined the careful hiding of the cave, and it was now exposed.

There were other traces of magic here, but he had no idea who they belonged to.

Still, there was a splatter of blood on the floor, and abruptly, Dominique knew exactly who the blood belonged to.

Dominique's face darkened and was so black that it appeared like ink.

Something had hurt his boss.

The thought sent pure unadulterated rage through his body, and he felt disgusted and enraged at the same time at the thought that something had hurt his boss.

Stalking forward, Dominique tracked down the little blood trail, before locking onto the very distinctly non-human signature.

While he couldn't track magic like his boss, there were other ways that he could track.

Looking for footprints, as well as the collateral damage in the area, Dominique was able to track without a problem.

He was aided by both Bunbun and Fenrir who were tracking through smell as well, and the three of them made a strange trio as they tracked down the monster that had hurt his boss.

Dominique knew that the monster had to be at least rank five in order to damage his boss in any way, but he couldn't allow anything that had hurt his boss to continue living!

His blood was boiling in a way that it had not for a long time.

It was reminiscent to the days where he lived and breathed anger and wrath, slaughtering whoever stood in his path without a second thought.

The man hunted – for it could be called nothing else – patiently, silently, feeling a sense of something creep up on him without even the man being aware of it himself.

The Sin falls so deep into his desires that his concentration was heightened to a startling degree.

Unbeknownst to himself, his Magitype was roiling, his magic changing. His previously stagnant pace at the advanced rank had started to move.

He was close, magic seemed to whisper to him in a way that it never had before.

There was something about him that was changing.

Magic was closer and yet further to him at the same time now, and it was a qualitative change that couldn't be properly explained until one went through it themselves.

However, Dominique was lost in his own thoughts, and he didn't realize what was happening to his body at all.

On the other hand, Bunbun and Fenrir weren't so clueless. They knew that something was happening, though they didn't know what.

Intent – it was something that was needed and almost revered. Something that was absolutely required for one to break through into the Meister stage, and not something that could be produced artificially.

It had to come from the depths of their soul, and Dominique, in his weird, obsessive way, stumbled across the method to transcend into Meister entirely on accident.

As much as he worshipped the ground his boss walked on, it wasn't a surprise that his transcendence to Meister was something that had to do with his obsession as well.

Something in him snapped when he realized that his boss got hurt when he wasn't around. When he wasn't there to cover his back.

The taste of ash and fire almost consumed him whole.

So, Dominique hunted.

He hunted with a patience that wasn't part of his character. He hunted with a fire that roared in his blood. But mostly, he hunted with calm, cold precision that was a direct contrast to the fire inside himself that called out for blood.

He had no idea how much time passed while he was tracking down the monster that still contained traces of his boss' blood on its claws, but he found it all the same.

Bunbun and Fenrir didn't make a move even though they wanted to, seeing something strange about Dominique's state of mind.

They could feel the magic gathering in the air, almost as if it was waiting for something to happen.

Dominique engaged in battle with the rank five monster as an advanced rank, a whole tier below it.

Still, the monster didn't know what hit it.




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