Chapter 29 (18+)

While in the ball tank, they continued to drive non-stop. There is no time to rest at all. Marc, who took over the steering wheel, kept pressing the gas pedal the whole way through. Drink the remaining water bottles. Getting to the second floor will take a long time. Moreover, along the road stretches of the desert alone. Not to mention, the two of them were flabbergasted when the two New Germany soldiers glanced at the foundation of the wall made of sand. Built to resemble a maze, where it can lead people astray into experiencing stress, going crazy, including experiencing a painful death. According to the information written by Nuansha, the labyrinth was designed to mislead the adventurers who wanted to explore it. However, no one survived these events. As a result, tens of thousands of skulls resided in the labyrinth.

"Luckily we've read the map, first! So you don't have to worry about getting lost or not," Ronald muttered.

However, Marc was silent. Now, what is in his mind, how to get through the first floor to the second floor. Moreover, behind them, monsters began to appear. A swarm of undead had chased after him. No longer an undead magician. But undead warriors. Finally, Ronald changed his seat position. He aimed the machine gun turret weapon at the undead. The trigger was pulled back, the sound of bullets hitting them accompanied by a puff of smoke.

"Take this!" shouted Ronald excitedly.

Marc turned the wheel, pointing the ball tank aka [Kugelpanzer] to the right. When he got there, the wall covered the tank's pace. Unfortunately, the undead is on their way here. Ronald looked back. Seeing the gap from a rearview mirror. The groaning sound of the undead. Then he turned to Mark.

"How's it going, Mark?"

He was confused when asked by Ronald. Marc had no choice but to break through the wall. It's just that almost bald men don't have the skills like Ronald. Possibly, the blow becomes useless. Marc bit his lip, pulling the lever. [Kugelpanzer] backed away slowly. Besides that, Ronald was still shooting non-stop. Then, his tank began to accelerate non-stop. Ronald is shocked by Marc's sudden decision.

"Marc, what are you doing?" asked Ronald.

"I will breakthrough."

"Huh! Are you an idiot or what? If you breakthrough, then what about—"

"Just shut up, Ronald! Right now, my focus is solely on driving this thing!" rebutted Marc about Ronald's words.

The [Kugelpanzer] continued to advance at high speed. Suddenly, the figure of a woman was in front of the [Kugelpanzer]. The right hand emitted a bright beam of light.

"[…]."

"What-"

A bright light shone in Ronald's and Marc's eyes. Until they couldn't see anything. Seconds later, Marc's eyes flashed. He looked around to see where the two of them were. Ronald also did the same thing. Marc had seen the figure. However, it was too late. His figure is no longer visible. Replaced with a room labeled the second floor. Both Marc and Ronald were surprised by the indirect move.

"Where is this place?" asked Mark.

Ronald rubbed his eyes. At the same time massage the eyes because the light is too bright and dangerous if left further. They descended from the [Kugelpanzer]. Digest about what happened.

When we got there, we saw several people planting vegetables and guarding against the crows. In front of them, there is a magnificent house accompanied by a beautiful garden and inhabited by many people. The leaves flew in the air and fell to the ground.

Marc and Ronald were amazed by the grandeur of the house. The two of them walked carefully. Put the ball tank [Kugelpanzer] between the old huts. After that, they put on their respective weapons. Marc went first. Brandishing the TheMaschinenkarabiner 42(H) sniper rifle to every corner and side of the surrounding area.

Ronald prepares to pull the throttle on the Flamethrower. Both do not want to be lulled by the beautiful and beautiful environment. That appearance can deceive both eyes. Marc continued to walk cautiously. The sound of footsteps, pressing deep enough to make the soles of the shoes appear. Marc was surprised because, in the grass, there was a diamond the size of a thumb. Marc glared at the diamond. Until Ronald resuscitated his colleague.

"Why are you so quiet? Come on!" exclaimed Ronald.

"Y-yes."

In the end, the two of them continued walking. Men in bourgeois clothes were in front of Marc and Ronald. The expressions of the two soldiers were shocked, pointing the tip of the weapon at him.

"Whoa, whoa. Calm down, sir. I came here to greet you. Why to point a gun at an unarmed person?" he said plainly.

"Don't be stupid! Tell me, where are we? And who were you before I burned you alive," Ronald asked ready to pull the trigger.

The man in bourgeois clothes sighed. He snapped his fingers, giving Marc and Ronald orange juice. His right waving does not affect their attitude.

"Just drink it. It's not poisonous."

Marc glanced at the man suspiciously. Her lips pursed and tasted at the same time. Finally, she accepted the offer from him. tasting orange juice. There is no poison in it. The tongue still works fine. Throat smooth to swallow. Ronald and Marc lowered their guns. Pay attention to men in bourgeois clothes. Tight black t-shirt with the words: Bourgeoise hates him!. Tattoos carving snakes and dragons appear half. The two of them focused on the man's face. A little mustache even though no beard grows. Hair is shaved on both sides until there is no strand left.

"My name is Ulacon. You don't live here, do you?"

Marc and Ronald couldn't hide their surprise. Ulacon's guess was right on target. Both Ronald and Marc expressed a frown on their forehead. When Marc wanted to ask, a helping hand from Ulacon. The man in bourgeois clothes turned around. Walk to the destination. A snap of his fingers made Marc and Ronald unable to do anything but accept an offer from Ulacon. The two of them walked past a small building filled with gardens. Ronald and Marc put their guns close by. Ulacon resumed playing poker with his friends. His eyes were the same color as Ulacon's. His eyes glanced at his card. Namely five, six, and seven clovers. Marc and Ronald gulped. Ulacon's intimidating aura was so intense. His comrades also emitted a similar aura. They were both pushed back. The two New Germany soldiers were shaking.

"What was that just now?" Marc muttered in shock at the strong pressure from Ulacon.

"Even though he doesn't use any magic at all. But my gut says this guy is dangerous."

"Then, what should we do?" whispered Mark.

Ronald wanted to ask the same question. But after seeing what happened just now, he was just waiting for the right time to fight back. For now, Ronald and Marc chose to play poker with Ulacon. Previously, their whole body did not respond to what was asked. One of the card givers aka the referee distributes cards because two out of five participants use a call or check.

"Please have a seat," he said, palms down.

Marc and Ronald finally agreed with Ulacon's words. The waiters took two chairs, invited them to sit while glancing around. Ulacon looks at the card shown by the referee. Namely four clovers. A crooked smile crossed his lips. The two New Germany soldiers looked at the cards on the table.

"Please show me the cards."

The participants show their cards including Ulacon. Turns out he took out a straight. While others there are two pairs or high cards.

"I'm sorry otherworlder race, I will suck you into a dimension. And will not return until one of the next participants is free."

"Wait a moment! Give us another chance! I'll collect the money right away!"

"We beg!"

"Please don't let us be killed!"

They screamed for help. When Ulacon utters an otherworlder race, the participants turn to two New German soldiers, begging Marc and Ronald for survival. Cries of fear flashed from her face, muttering for help to save herself from being sucked in from the black hole dimension. One hand tried to reach the two Nazi soldiers. Unfortunately, neither persuasion nor seduction worked. The hand had been swallowed up by a gust of wind from the dark dimension. Slowly but surely, Ulacon moved his index finger. Called Marc and Ronald to play poker.

On a table, there are chips from one dollar to a thousand dollars. For Marc and Ronald, they had never played poker with that kind of currency. Moreover, playing in spare time with eccentric rules. The more you pay attention, the more you can see that there is an oddity in the chip. That is one dollar is equal to magic energy in atomic form. Then, there are also drug capsules, small tubes, small bottles, medium-sized bottles, large to medium and large-sized tubes. In addition, six dice are ready to be used if there is a fierce enough battle. Ronald glanced at Ulacon, who was busy sipping a cigar. A round straw hat is worn. Flicked the tip of his hat.

"How? Are you interested?" asked Ulacon in a casual tone.

Marc and Ronald looked at each other. If they refused the offer from Ulacon, their fate would be the same as the previous participants. There was no other choice but to do what he said, Marc muttered to himself. Finally, they sat down on chairs. Watch the referee shuffle his cards. While waiting, Ulacon smiled mysteriously. Her lips are sexy with seductive eyes that make Ronald and Marc shudder in horror.

"Why are you so quiet?" Ulacon asked the two New German soldiers.

"Not really. But don't know what we have to answer. Moreover, we have to leave here to find out where our comrades are."

"Friend huh?" said Ulacon mumbling. Then, he said something again. "Surely Hiro Sakaki right?"

Hearing his full name from a stranger, Marc and Ronald expressed surprise.

"You know him?" asked Ulacon.

"One of the participants once told me about him. But they never knew his true strength. Kind of ironic isn't it?"

"What do you mean?"

"What I'm talking about is Grandark's sword. It's a sword I've made against the demon lord."

The referee has managed to shuffle the cards. Then deal three cards per person. Marc and Ronald glanced at each other. Every one of them glared at each other sharply. After that, Ulacon spoke again.

"That Grandark sword was made by the Humanoid race. A mixed-race between humans and Androids. One of them is me."

"You're a Humanoid yourself?" Ronald asked Ulacon.

He nodded slowly. His fingers peeked into the card slot. He only got five diamonds, three clovers, and a queen heart. Besides that, Ulacon noticed that Marc and Ronald's faces looked tense. I don't know what made them act like that. Ucalon saw it as a golden opportunity.

"This is the first time I've seen a human-like figure," whispered Ronald.

"Do you have a strategy to defeat him?" whispered Mark.

"I don't know. But I'm pretty confident I can beat Ucalon. Because… I've played poker before."

"The problem now is, what trick did he use to beat us?" Marc whispered.

Ronald was curious about the expression on Ulacon's face. And what plans will be prepared. Not to mention not explaining Grandark's sword itself.