The Second Son of The Marquis Runs Away from Home ~ Lacking Talent, He Abandons Everything and Becomes an Adventurer ~ - 172

Chapter 172: The Malevolent Mage Provokes Conflict

“Hah!”

I darted past the guillotine-like golems, slicing through the chains connecting them to the ceiling while leaping onto other golems.

Aria slashed through the golems that fell below, while the ones that attempted to attack from unreachable positions were taken down by Serena and Shurin with magic and arrows.

Approaching the giant golem that adhered to the ceiling, I dodged the surrounding guillotine golems, which the giant golem transformed into a single guillotine.

Rotating the sides of the guillotine while surrounded by multiple intertwined chains, I approached the face of the giant golem. With the Greatsword, I pierced its face.

The giant golem’s face cracked around the point of impact. A gold coin embedded in its forehead fell into my hand.

“Phew…”

I landed below and checked the coin. It depicted a craftsman holding a hammer, with such exquisite craftsmanship that it was almost annoying.

Inserting the coin into the plate, I opened the door. After ascending the next staircase, Aria sighed.

“We finally reached the mid-boss room.”

“Yeah.”

On this floor, obtaining the key in the form of a gold coin was necessary. After the first warrior’s coin, the tasks changed with each carved figure, such as magicians and archers.

While I would have struggled alone, there were rooms where we easily passed thanks to Aria and the others. I now realized the importance of the party more than ever.

“Here…”

At the end of the staircase, there was a massive door with ancient inscriptions and carvings. The carvings depicted people in various forms fighting, while a giant four-armed demon looked down on them. The ancient inscriptions read:

“Underneath those who grew tired of peace, a demon descended.

The demon’s created gold twisted people’s desires, and in an instant, conflict and strife spread.

Many lives were lost, but the one who shed the most blood and took the most lives was the demon’s golden blade that incites conflict.

The name of that demon is Gridwen. Beware the dazzle brought by the demon’s brilliance.”

“Hmm…”

While Diboras had obtained information beforehand, speculation wasn’t too difficult. From here on, we had to analyze and fight based on our experiences with this door.

I shared the information with Aria and the others, and we prepared ourselves. Then, we opened the door.

The room was filled with lavish decorations of gold. As we entered, the door closed behind us, and a golden statue, adorned in crimson robes, began to move.

The golden statue transformed into a four-armed demon with blue skin and stood before us. With four golden weapons clanging, it let out a sinister laugh from the demon-like mask.

“…So, this must be Gridwen, the Provoker of Strife.”

As we got ready, Gridwen leaped towards us, closing in for the attack…