Round 50

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Despite all the attention focused on her, Ara steadfastly chewed her pizza.

“It’s mine! But if you become my subordinate, I might consider it!”

“Ara! Please, just one more bite!”

While I was talking with Baek Tae-seop, Kang Hanul had been seated and Jeong So-yeon subdued.

Ara is scary!

But thanks to Bokkeum’s extra food, I was able to serve the guests without any issue.

“Here you go.”

“Ahem, thank you.”

Baek Tae-seop tried to maintain his composure but couldn’t hide his drooling. His secretary, who had also received a slice of pizza from me, suddenly exclaimed.

“Item! This is showing as an item!”

This pizza, unbelievably, was an item.

Though the salad couldn’t become an item, the pizza, like sweet potatoes, had gained a new ability.

‘The ingredients are mediocre, so the effects are too, but…’

Though the key components of the pizza—cheese and dough—were store-bought, it still became an item.

[Shoddy Pizza Imbued with Magic]

[Slight resistance to all negative effects for 1 minute.]

[No health decrease for 1 minute.]

Extremely ambiguous and faint abilities.

Nevertheless, I thought positively about it.

‘What if Ara keeps eating this?’

Although the effect is weak, Ara could infinitely absorb it with her ‘Devour’ ability. If she keeps eating the pizza, wouldn’t those incredible effects eventually become permanent?

“This is… remarkable.”

Baek Tae-seop examined the effects of the pizza with great patience before taking a bite.

Though he had already experienced the effects of fruit juice, he seemed intrigued by the different effects each food item displayed.

Showing the sharpness befitting the representative of the Iron Blood Guild, Baek Tae-seop finally took a slow bite of the pizza.

“Mm?! Mmm?!?”

Huh? Is something wrong?

Baek Tae-seop’s eyes rolled back.

Startled, I approached him, but his eyes soon returned to normal, and he began devouring the pizza voraciously.

“Ah? Where did it go?”

Baek Tae-seop was searching for the pizza he had already eaten.

He didn’t even realize it himself.

“Would you like another piece?”

“Huh?”

I handed another slice to the bewildered Baek Tae-seop and took one for myself.

“Enjoy your meal. Nom!”

I took a bite of the pizza.

While it would have been better freshly made, the flavors filling my mouth were overwhelming.

‘The tanginess from using cherry tomatoes as sauce!’

At the same time, the soft potatoes emitted their unique sweetness, perfectly complementing the tomato sauce.

Tangy and sweet! Plus, the rich, lingering taste of the savory potatoes!

‘The clean finish with Embergill.’

Ah, if only the cheese and dough were also made from my ingredients!

“Hehe. Kyu-seong Kyu-seong, your expression is funny.”

Ara, who had approached without me noticing, smiled brightly. I must have let my expression slip.

Glancing back, I saw the members of Ara Hongryeon  engrossed in savoring their pizza.

‘If we add the salad to this!’

Even though the Embergill had already perfectly neutralized the greasiness of the cheese, I couldn’t give up on the salad.

Crunch!

The cucumber and carrot, mixed with Jae-seong’s homemade balsamic sauce, danced freely in my mouth.

“Mmm.”

I closed my eyes and savored the deep flavors of the vegetables for a moment.

The fresh taste, which came across much more directly than the pizza, added another layer of enjoyment.

“For dessert, Layla.”

The three-item set, served like a simple course meal, brought immense satisfaction.

“Oh, oh, sob!”

When I turned my head at the sudden noise, I saw Hanul moved to tears. 

Seeing a big man crying while clutching the floor was… a bit overwhelming.

However, everyone else was just holding back, but their expressions were all quite a sight. 

Even Han Seok-jun, who rarely showed emotion, couldn’t hide the twitching at the corners of his mouth.

‘Can they handle this?’

I had only served the pizza so far. 

If this was the reaction already, what would happen when I served the full course…?

I had anticipated it, but the reaction was much bigger than I had expected, which made me feel a bit anxious.

I looked at the snack container Ara was holding to check if there was still a lot of food left.

Swoosh!

Noticing my gaze, Ara quickly hid the snack container behind her back. 

It seemed she was reluctant to share more.

Hmm, she usually shares well with the slimes. 

Was it because there was a lot back then?

“If you become my subordinate, I’ll give it to you! If not, you get nothing!”

“Ahem.”

As if she had read my mind, Ara shouted.

This was quite troublesome.

Looking at the people who still hadn’t come to their senses, I wondered if I should call Jae-seong later and put on a cooking show.

“Kyu-seong!”

“Huh!”

While I was momentarily lost in thought, Jeong So-yeon approached and suddenly grabbed my hand.

“It’s really delicious! Really! Truly!”

“Haha… Thank you.”

As expected of Team Leader of Ara Hongryeon!

Her firm grip was noticeable. 

It was evident how much effort she had put in to become the youngest 6th-level awakened.

“Kyu-seong, can I get a hug too?”

“No, you can’t.”

When I firmly refused Hanul’s request, his sullen look made me laugh.

“Hmm, this is a special service.”

Seeing this, Ara, who had been observing, seemed to have decided to share and began distributing food to everyone.

Once she made up her mind, she didn’t seem to feel regret, and the smile on her face was impressive.

“Oh! Even Layla is an item!”

“This carrot salad is insane! I’m not a big fan of greens, but I could eat this salad three times a day! Hahaha!”

“To taste this sweet potato again… thank you, Kyu-seong. Thank you, Ara.”

Seeing everyone happy made me feel good.

And I patted Ara’s head, who willingly shared.

“Our Ara is so kind. You even know how to share.”

“I am amazing!”

Ara looked up at me, snorting, and she was so lovable.

“Kyu-seong, I’m really sorry to ask, but could you do me a favor?”

While everyone was still savoring the food, Baek Tae-seop approached me and said.

“Yes. Please, go ahead.”

“This pizza reminded me of my son. Although he is in a coma now, he was conscious until two years ago.”

Baek Tae-seop’s forlorn smile felt melancholic.

Gradually, I was seeing a different side of the Iron Blood Guild’s representative than what was publicly known.

“The truth is, I didn’t get along well with my son. We only started to open up to each other after he returned poisoned. I regret not becoming closer when he was healthy.”

“…I’m sorry to hear that. I don’t know what to say to comfort you.”

“I’m not looking for comfort. It’s my fault, no one else’s. But the reason I brought this up is because of your pizza.”

Baek Tae-seop took a deep breath and then, as if making a decision, bowed deeply to me.

“The one thing my son, who is bedridden, wants to eat the most is pizza. Before his addiction, I controlled his diet strictly, not letting him eat what he wanted. It’s one of my biggest regrets, but after learning about his condition, I couldn’t let him eat what he wanted due to his health.”

“Ah…”

“I know it’s a shameless request. But as a failing father, I want to fulfill my son’s wish now. If the antidote can cure his poisoning… I want to feed my son your pizza.”

Tears fell from Baek Tae-seop’s bowed head. Everyone, including myself, silently watched him.

This elderly man, who could boast of his social status and success, was now confessing his mistakes.

“…Representative.”

“Please, Kyu-seong.”

“Representative, please stand up.”

I helped Baek Tae-seop back up.

What was the point of discussing right and wrong here? I wasn’t Baek Seung-hyun, nor was I part of his family.

What mattered was that I had the means to help.

“I will create a more perfect pizza than the one I made now.”

“Do you mean…!”

“When Baek Seung-hyun’s treatment is complete, I’ll make sure it’s an unforgettable memory for him.”

Even if I had to compromise on the cheese, I could still work on the dough.

I was confident I could create a more delicious, no, a more perfect pizza than the one I had now.

Because I had plants from the Dungeon of Gluttony that seemed perfect for making dough.

‘The Dungeon of Gluttony is the answer.’

That mysterious dungeon plant that tasted like bread.

What if I made the dough with it together with Jae-seong? It would probably require a lot of research and effort, but it was worth investing in.

And I could add more toppings too, as there are countless types of pizza.

There’s no need to serve just one kind of pizza, right? I might as well open a pizza buffet.

“Thank you, Kyu-seong! I’m already grateful just for the antidote, but now I’m imposing another small request…”

“If I’m doing it, I’ll do my best.”

Baek Tae-seop, who had been tearing up again at my words, quickly composed himself and spoke seriously.

“Though I trust the antidote’s efficacy since Awakened Kim Si-young has been cured, if my son’s treatment is successful, I, Baek Tae-seop, will consider you a lifelong benefactor. This is not just a personal declaration but one made as the representative of the Iron Blood Guild.”

“Oh, uh…”

“As the first proof, I, as the representative of the Iron Blood Guild, declare unlimited cooperation with Ara Hongryeon.”

“Whoa!”

Gasps of surprise could be heard around the room. The Iron Blood Guild’s secretary looked like he was malfunctioning, his mouth agape.

“However, on the condition that you join Ara Hongryeon.”

“Do you mean…?”

“I mean the Iron Blood Guild’s cooperation depends on your presence. If you join another guild, this condition will follow you there.”

“Hmm.”

“And, the second point.”

Baek Tae-seop’s demeanor changed.

He exuded an overwhelming presence, far from the tearful man he was moments ago, and lifted his head arrogantly.

“This is actually the main point. Kyu-seong, please join our guild. I promise you the best treatment better than any guild in the world.”

“The old man has finally gone senile! How dare you say that in front of us?”

Before I could respond, Hanul confronted Baek Tae-seop with a fierce spirit. However, Baek Tae-seop, rather than retreating, responded with a relaxed smile.

“I am the representative of Iron Blood. While I am close with Guild Leader Han Seok-jun and Team Leader Kang Hanul, I also have my pride. Receiving such a favor from Kyu-seong and then doing nothing would be disrespectful. Ultimately, the choice is Mr. Kyu-seong’s.”

It was certainly against the rules of etiquette.

Trying to poach me, who had already decided to sign with Ara Hongryeon , wasn’t  good in many ways.

However, society can be ruthless.

If better conditions are offered, it is natural to consider them. Moreover, I hadn’t signed any contract yet.

“We, or rather I, am confident. The title of the number one guild in South Korea was not earned lightly.”

“…When were you last the number one guild? The Terror Guild has caught up long ago.”

Hanul’s momentum waned.

As a first-generation awakened, he had experienced many things and knew how infuriating yet unavoidable this situation was.

Meanwhile, I had cooled down a bit and looked around.

Ara, tilting her head in confusion, not understanding the situation.

Representative Baek, with an arrogant expression but a clear determination to recruit me.

The Iron Blood Guild secretary, still in shock.

Young-seong, whose expression was unreadable, and Hanul and Jeong So-yeon, looking frustrated.

And then…

‘Guild Leader Han Seok-jun.’

Han Seok-jun was simply watching the scene with a satisfied look. Then he met my eyes and gave me a small nod, as if to say he respected my choice.

“Kyu-seong, I don’t know if it’s appropriate to say this now, but I hope you make the decision that benefits you the most.”

Jeong So-yeon’s unexpected words surprised me.

But she wasn’t finished.

“However, I would really like to work with you. Kyu-seong. It might be selfish, but I think I’d be very happy if you became part of our family.”

Hanul also sighed deeply and patted my shoulder.

“Yes… That’s right. She’s right. In the end, the decision is up to you, Kyu-seong. We didn’t expect things to turn out like this, but we all want what’s best for you. It’s not that we’re not disappointed, but…”

He paused, then flashed a smile.

“We might seem like we’re not holding you back, but honestly, I’d be willing to kneel and beg for you to stay with Ara Hongryeon . But I don’t want to put you in a difficult position. I think you’re someone who should play in a bigger pond.”

“Brother…”

Usually playful, Hanul now seemed quite mature.

With everyone’s eyes on me, I slowly gathered my thoughts and began to speak.

“I…”

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Survival 113

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Wizards are inherently armed with arrogance, perhaps based on their intellectual superiority and strength.

This turned out to be fortunate for me.

‘Thanks to Luciana, I found a breakthrough.’

Normally, my telepathy relies on the opponent’s power.

Thus, contacting Bathory would typically be blocked by these handcuffs since they prevent the use of mana, which is normally used in magic.

But what about Aura?

Luciana’s telepathy, which uses actual aura, had no problem reaching me.

The same was true for what I sent,

“He might have thought it sufficient to block the mana.”

Regrettably for him, I don’t rely solely on mana.

The handcuffs might be powerful enough to restrain a wizard, but they were hardly effective against a knight.

Indeed, generating aura posed no problem,

Well, it’s rare to think of using both magic and aura together, conventionally.

However.

Despite the severe beating Riura Caspera took, failing to notice this was disappointing.

I was obscured by Luciana, but it caused quite an uproar for a while.

“Blind faith in one’s judgment leads to negligence, as seen even in the original work… Tsk.”

Still.

“It’s lucky he didn’t take the pendant too.”

For me, that was convenient.

After all, who would think an old pendant could possess such relic-grade capabilities?

[“Token of Loyalty” effect activated.]

[Converting mana to aura.]

My blood into mana.

Turning that mana into aura,

Contrary to my head feeling dizzy from lack of blood, a new strength filled my arms.

“Ugh, using so much telepathy must be why I feel so dizzy. It’s no joke.”

But as much as the blood was drained, the effect was definite.

-Crack!

This was different from the feeble resistance before.

A sound came from within, the cuffs starting to crack.

I was indeed able to break free from these restraints.

“Hyup!”

With a shout, I pulled my swollen arm with all my might, and the dangling shackles came off almost immediately.

However, a sudden sense of exhaustion followed, making further attempts to unlock anything else seem too challenging.

“But this is enough.”

If one hand was free, that should suffice.

For a thief, breaking such restraints is as easy as pie.

Lock mechanisms are similar everywhere.

If it opens with a key, just inserting something thin enough will do….

I had just the right thing.

I infused the chain of the pendant with aura, making it stiff,

-Click.

After a few attempts.

A crisp sound followed, and the handcuffs came off without resistance.

“Phew, I’ll need to get a new chain for the pendant.”

The chain that was originally connected to the pendant was used to unlock the handcuffs, rendering it unable to serve its original function anymore.

“This isn’t the time for this. I need to escape quickly.”

Crisis is indeed an opportunity.

Now was the best time to condemn Ricky for the reckless act of imprisoning a noble from the same empire.

And, while it wouldn’t be bad to be rescued by my favorite hero, this is a matter of pride.

I don’t want to show Luciana that I was caught helplessly, do I?

…But how long has it been since I was freed from the restraints?

I’ve faced a new crisis already.

“No, this psycho kid. The door has been specially treated.”

As soon as I touched it briefly, sparks flew.

A locking spell that fries anyone it contacts immediately with electric magic.

If Tut was here, it would have broken through, but now I’m penniless.

“Of course, a wizard wouldn’t have secured his space carelessly. What should I do?”

It’s impossible to leave this room for now.

So it seemed better to wait for him to return and then ambush him.

“The problem is whether Ricky will fall for it.”

I could manage somehow if I had a weapon, but he took everything including the raven claws.

Moreover, the opponent is Ricky Circleia.

Among the male leads, he boasts exceptional combat skills.

Ranked fifth in admission grades.

He is second only to Rene in the Department of Magic.

Considering that Saint Rene specializes in support magic, it’s fair to say he is practically the strongest in the Department of Magic.

Should I even consider a direct confrontation with him, without a weapon?

I vividly imagined myself being captured again.

“…But what choice do I have? There’s no other good option.”

I could choose to quietly wait here for Luciana and Bathory.

But that didn’t suit my temperament.

As I looked around for something that could be used as a weapon,

“Oho. What’s this?”

Experience from the original game.

An eye honed as a thief.

And even the assistance of the system.

All these elements were whispering to me.

A bonanza gold mine, and nothing compared to this wizard’s hideout.

“It’s definitely the Circleia family.”

Even the beakers rolling around on that desk were proof.

[Circleia Beaker]

[Beaker made from the special magical sand of the Sahel region]

[Highly durable, and specially treated to contain any solution.]

If even the simple experimental tools were like this, what about the experimental materials?

The books containing magical knowledge?

It was literally a treasure trove.

It was almost too painful to take just a few of these items.

“Hehehe…”

Of course, compared to the wealth of the Circleia family, this was nothing.

But the thought of Ricky, crying out in despair as he has to restock all the items and his research being interrupted, naturally brought a laugh.

Any pocket money I pocket is just incidental income.

It’s time for a change of plans.

What kind of weapon is this? Luciana, who will soon arrive, is like a sword, and Bathory is like a cannon.

Quietly, fitting my temperament and aptitude, I decided to clean out everything here and wait.

“If only I had an anchor, I could sweep everything away…”

With regret, I had to selectively take only the most expensive things.

“Let’s see, is this good?”

Indeed, as befitting the successor of a wizard tower, I wondered if books or papers would be the most valuable, so I searched through the bookshelves.

[Introduction to Circle Magic: Advanced Course]

[Bundle of 4th Circle Scrolls]

[5th Circle Scroll]

Sure enough.

My intuition was so precise, it made me slap my knee.

The 4th Circle, of course, suitable for veteran magicians.

And scrolls sealing the magic of the 5th Circle, called the threshold of a grand mage.

It was a jackpot, indeed.

“Since they’re scrolls, they’re easy to carry.”

How heavy could paper be?

Just as I stuffed them all into my pocket, one document caught my eye.

It looked like papyrus from a museum, with faded and faint writing inside.

The end was frayed and tattered, a shabby-looking piece of paper.

“Wait… What’s this sentence?”

But that was just on the surface.

At the center of the document.

Though slightly blurred, I recognized a sentence that seemed more valuable than any other item here.

Maybe even more than that sealed 5th Circle scroll.

“This, it’s exactly like the pattern on the handle of my dagger.”

The ornate golden handle of the dagger given by Mole, engraved with vibrant gems.

Probably symbolizing ‘Hatsan.’

The moment I realized that.

A translucent status window appeared before my eyes.

[Ledger]

[Item Category: Scroll]

[Representing the dark guilds, Hatsan has been on a steady decline for several decades.]

[The reason is the disappearance of the heirloom passed down to its leaders. The loss of this artifact, which proved legitimacy, caused the leadership and command structure to crumble, and Hatsan was subjugated by the nobles of the west, scattering its members.]

[For contributing to the subjugation of the largest force in the underworld, the Circleia family also received much wealth. Criminals associated with Hatsan, gold, treasures… This document they so valued was also included among these.]

[Unaware of its value, it was merely used as a means to boast of the achievement in subduing Hatsan.]

[Someday, when it falls into the hands of its owner, it will prove its true value.]

Definitely a relic I’ve never seen before.

But I was certain it was a jackpot.

The lengthy background explanation was proof of the artifact’s outstanding performance.

“Plus, if it’s a ‘Ledger’…”

This wasn’t the first time I had heard the name.

Surely, it was not mentioned on my second dagger.

[Will of Hatsan]

[…]

[Extra damage when attacking targets listed in the ‘Ledger’]

Owning it along with other artifacts, they synergize to enhance each other!

The gold-handled dagger was as much of a relic as the raven claws.

This artifact would likely have similar performance.

With that expectation, I scrolled down the status window to check its detailed performance.

[When the owner writes a name in the ‘Ledger’ with their blood, it bestows a ‘Decimation Order’ debuff on the named target.]

[If a counterattack with ‘Will of Hatsan’ is successful on a ‘Decimation Order’ target, it triggers a guaranteed critical hit.]

[Assassination guild ‘Hatsan’s’ faction affinity is fixed at ‘Trust’ level.]

To be honest, from the perspective of an expert player, it’s a bit ambiguous to call it a good artifact.

Of course, the effects are great.

Guaranteed critical hit.

A top feature that can inflate damage without any additional stats.

But the problem is…

“Why are there so many conditions attached?”

As if mana and aura weren’t enough, now there’s the cost of blood.

Specific artifacts requiring specific actions as well.

There’s a term for such artifacts.

Commonly called, ‘sss’

[No, but seriously, isn’t Sea Dragon Jade awesome?]

[The follow-up Sea Dragon effect triggers, the damage is substantial and it looks cool.]

[What is that?]

[Playing with trash artifacts using trash gameplay isn’t romantic, it’s just trash. Catching a spirit of the east and turning all those people into enemies, even putting a bounty on yourself to get it? The damage is lukewarm. It’s just pretty trash.]

Due to the lengthy fact-blasting comments in the community, a meme spread.

It was given this infamous nickname to artifacts that look flashy but are too difficult to use or require a great cost.

“…Sigh. I never thought I’d use such ‘sss’.”

As the person who delivered that fact-bomb, my perception hasn’t changed much.

However, that’s when you have to meet the artifact’s conditions.

Unknowingly, the corners of my mouth started to twitch in a dance.

Blood?

Even if I am under a blood magic spell, the loss from writing a name is minimal.

It’s a price worth paying.

Specific artifact, specific action?

I already own ‘Will of Hatsan’, and counterattacking is my specialty.

Now that I’ve met all the conditions.

At least for me, it’s an artifact worth more than gold!

Carefully, fearing that the old paper might crumble if handled roughly, I carefully rolled it up and placed it in my pocket.

Truly an artifact prepared just for me. This makes me feel a bit forgiving towards Ricky, about 0.0000001% forgiving.

“Good. I’ve secured the biggest jackpot, now to sweep up the rest.”

It’s a kind of compensation.

Since they kidnapped me, they should precisely pay for the mental damage caused by preventing me from seeing my favorite character for several hours.

If possible, in cash,

Then-

“It’s still not enough. If I sell this on the black market, I could definitely get a few, no, dozens more recording magic stones…!”

-Not just capturing special moments, but possibly making a complete collection of Luciana’s life!

***

“So, what do you plan to do now?”

Luciana, having shed her earlier warmth and returned to a stoic expression, posed that question.

Inside, I was filled with anger towards the Circleia Earl’s family.

“If you have political insight, you would have already thought of follow-up measures. Can you share them?”

“Indeed… I don’t expect you to just quietly let this go. You’ve thoroughly mocked those who have tried to humiliate you until now.”

Luciana and Bathory.

Indeed, these two women knew me all too well.

“Of course. It’s not just about confining me. This is also a challenge to the Duke of Speda, and it absolutely cannot be overlooked.”

“I agree.”

With a short response, Luciana nodded.

“That’s why your role, Lady Luciana, is crucial.”

“Me?”

“Yes. The opponent is also a heavyweight noble. As it stands, they might just receive a slap on the wrist and that’ll be the end of it.”

That would hardly count as revenge.

“So, we need to tighten the net and pull this eel out of the water.”

“Sorry, but can you explain it properly? I don’t fully understand.”

“In short, let’s expand the scope of this issue.”

These nobles come from various regions, each with their own positions, and there are two factions.

In this space where they all live together, conflicts are bound to arise.

And naturally, there was a mechanism within the academy to mediate these conflicts.

‘Well, Luciana preferred dueling, a simple yet powerful solution.’

But now it was time to use a different method.

“Let’s properly go through the disciplinary procedures.”

A trial would be more appropriate than a duel for experiencing humiliation in front of all the students.

Although dueling had been useful so far.

In reality, dueling was closer to an illogical verdict where the stronger person’s word was taken as right.

Honorable Luciana always used it fairly, but other despicable nobles often used it for their own interests.

To such an extent, exposing Ricky’s moral flaws and punishing him, a disciplinary trial would indeed be an effective means.

The Ricky Circleia downfall project was now beginning.

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Act 100

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Squeak!

Amidst various noises and announcements, the resonance train arrived at the station.

As the doors opened, a familiar landscape came into Linne’s view, and simultaneously, a crowd began to gather around Ulysses.

“It’s a relief above all else that you have returned safely, Your Highness Ulysses.”

The first to speak was a face Linne knew all too well.

Seden Orvian, the Chief of Staff of the Royal Secretariat.

“Yes, thanks to the excellent guards, there was no trouble at all, you know.”

As Seden looked on with a worried expression, Ulysses laughed off his concern.

Around them, aside from the Chief of Staff, there were many nobles and individuals who appeared to be from the press.

Are the reporters here to cover the story? To confirm that he has safely returned from the enemy nation, the Holy Nation?

‘If it were other royals or nobles, they might indeed check in this manner.’

As expected, there would have been stern warnings from royal officials about undermining the authority of the royal family.

Linne shrugged her shoulders, feeling unexpectedly popular; it was none of her business, after all.

“It’s like a critically endangered species that escaped from the zoo has returned.”

As Ulysses’ concerned acquaintances looked on, Julian made a sharp critique.

“You speak too bluntly.”

“This too, is a way of expressing loyalty, isn’t it?”

With that, Julian casually made his way into the crowd around Ulysses.

The sly-smiling man with narrowed eyes spoke softly, and the gathered crowd flinched.

‘What on earth did he say?’

Certainly, despite his smiling face, he must have said something quite threatening.

As Linne clicked her tongue at Julian’s demeanor, she suddenly thought back to the incident in the Holy Nation.

‘That time, in the underground arena, Julian’s aura was different from usual.’

In the last moment, as he mercilessly cut down the Tri-horn demon, a black aura, similar to a shadow and bearing a sinister atmosphere, emerged—quite different from the ‘moonlight’ Julian had always embodied.

‘Is he operating two types of auras on his own?’

That’s impossible.

‘Maybe…’

But it wasn’t easy to be sure.

A swordsman using a method far removed from conventional concepts, that was Julian.

Moreover.

‘He told me to find my own way.’

Unlike his teacher, Hayden Reich, he did not assign a ‘conventional concept’ to the aura.

The ‘modern methods of aura manipulation’ are an accumulation built by countless norms and a few stars.

‘If you train according to its teachings, you would become a conventional swordsman.’

Linne knew this too.

Nevertheless, Julian denied it and told her to find her own way.

‘Master would never have said such a thing.’

It’s like forsaking an easy path to walk through a thorny one.

A misstep might lead to losing your way.

However, after witnessing the battle in the arena, she began to somewhat understand his words.

The aura Julian exhibited underground was far different from the typical aura she knew.

They say that observing the battles of accomplished swordsmen can be enlightening; thanks to that, she felt like she could advance to another level.

That pride was fleeting, however.

‘But….’

Focusing again on the ‘black aura,’ she shifted her gaze to Julian.

‘It feels like something I’ve seen before.’

In the deserted dawn, when the fierce moon rises, there’s always a ‘shadow’ beneath it.

The recent ‘shadow’ that stirred up the capital was the ‘Black Knight.’

Julian’s ‘black aura’ somehow felt similar to that.

‘Ah.’

An idea akin to an overactive imagination momentarily crossed her mind.

‘Is Julian the Black Knight?’

Could the smiling executioner and the people’s hero be one and the same?

If he, who is ruthless and enjoys killing, finds out her thoughts.

—’How dare you compare me to such a disrespectful person? I am Julian Crypart Frason.’

She could vividly imagine him retorting with high self-esteem.

Linne shook her head, but still.

‘Still, it’s too similar.’

Lost in thought for a moment, she snorted in derision.

‘Surely not.’

***

It was undeniably amusing.

As soon as I arrived at the estate, who would have thought I’d miss my mansion this much?

Even the thought that ‘home is the best’ crossed my mind, and it wasn’t even bought with my own money.

‘At this rate, I might really start thinking of myself as Julian.’

I’m already halfway there.

Initially, using honorifics felt awkward, but now doesn’t it seem natural?

“Have you returned, Lord Julian?”

“Yes, could you please move these to the garden?”

“It seems you’ve airlifted these orchids from the Holy Nation. Understood.”

The mansion’s butler, already accustomed to ‘Julian’s’ whims and the orchids, did not hesitate at my words and immediately moved forward.

It was a journey neither too long nor too short.

It wouldn’t have been strange if I had been exhausted, but as if enchanted, my body headed towards the mansion’s training ground.

“It’s been a long time since I’ve been here.”

I casually threw my coat aside, closed my eyes, and chewed over the chilling sensation I had felt underground once more.

The combination of Sombra and the Moonlight Sword, the Eclipse.

Remembering the sword that pierced through Idel’s body, which was harder than steel, and brought him peace, my mana veins began to heat up.

‘My body is reacting.’

This screw-loose body only felt human warmth when handling a sword.

It’s crazy that I only feel warm when I hold a sword.

In the midst of my disbelief, the aura in my entire mana veins concentrated into the sword.

Uuung.

‘It’s weaker than before.’

I tried to overlay Sombra on the ‘Moonlight Sword’ like I had felt at the time, but I could sense that the color was lighter than what I saw underground.

The output was definitely weaker than when I cut through Idel.

I roughly knew the reason.

‘It must be because the Opened eye hasn’t manifested.’

Yet, unlike before, the ‘invisible’ had become more ‘distinct.’

For example.

Whoosh.

When I withdrew Sombra and swung only the ‘Moonlight Sword,’ a gentle ripple flew towards the wooden dummy in the center of the training ground.

Although not as sharp as a dagger, the aura had its own speed.

The commonly mentioned ‘sword energy’ touched the dummy’s body, leaving a small scratch.

Sigh.

In a world where magic is common, the ability to release mana in this way can be easily found.

It’s one thing for magicians, but for swordsmen to release mana, they must reach quite a high level.

‘Aura’ uses mana but follows a different track from magic.

The user’s colored ‘aura’ tends to lose power and disperse as it moves further from the source.

However, once one reaches a certain ‘level’ like now, even that becomes possible.

‘Ilpilhuiji.’

It’s a name given because it’s like writing elegantly with ‘aura.’

Originally, it should have been the protagonist, the Sword Saint, who obtained this ability, but somehow, I acquired it.

Probably, it’s a byproduct of the ‘new Sword Saint’ trait I obtained before.

‘I’m not yet able to shoot sharp sword energy, but still, I can see the potential blooming.’

At this age, to feel my heart pounding at the thought of potential, I guess I’m helpless after all.

I hope there’s a proper way to utilize this ability.

Feeling somewhat regretful that I’m only verifying this ability on a ‘wooden dummy,’ I sensed a certain disappointment.

“Lord Julian, I have placed the pots as you instructed.”

The butler approached me, who was standing idly in the training ground, and spoke again.

“Did you come directly home without stopping by the royal palace?”

“Yes.”

“Is that so…?”

He seemed a bit puzzled, or perhaps, I could guess what he was hinting at. If it were the old ‘Julian,’ obsessed with honor, he would have certainly paraded around the royal palace, boasting about his achievement—especially since he had safely completed the mission of escorting the prince to the potentially hostile Holy Nation.

However,

‘Right now, there are more important things to do than broadcasting my achievements.’

As I was about to walk towards ‘that place,’ putting my sword back in its sheath.

Pause.

Suddenly, ‘Julian’ stops me.

‘What now?’

When I instinctively headed towards my chamber, I finally understood.

‘Someone’s got to be a clean freak.’

Wearing the same outfit I returned in from the Holy Nation and having wielded my sword, I guess I wouldn’t want to wear dusty clothes.

***

In the rain-soaked, gray realm.

Normally absent, the heavy rain made Razlot frown as he hurried down the rain-soaked road.

Amidst the pungent smell of his damp raincoat, a large carriage appeared before him.

Razlot ran to it and knocked on the door.

“Come in.”

Hearing a solemn voice inside, Razlot naturally opened the door and climbed in.

“Did you bring the item you spoke of?”

The one already inside the carriage was Aiden.

With a haughty posture and an attitude that seemed to look down on someone, he didn’t even glance at Razlot who entered.

Familiar with his manner, Razlot simply nodded and handed over what he had prepared.

“Here are the copies of the reports from the Mage Tower.”

“Tsk.”

No matter that he had kept them dry under the raincoat, the documents had gotten somewhat dirty from the drops of water that fell from it.

Aiden clicked his tongue once, took the documents handed by Razlot, and began to examine them one by one.

As his gaze moved from the top to the bottom of the page, his expression grew sterner.

“The research on the Soul stones is progressing steadily. Aileen, that filthy half-breed.”

Muttering venomously to himself, Aiden was a notorious pure-blood supremacist, a fact well-known among those involved in the empire’s magic affairs.

“Despite having impure blood, the problem is that she’s too clever.”

“Still… as a member of the same house, doesn’t that mean there are no major issues from the family’s perspective?”

Razlot added this comment. Coming from a background as an orphan from the slums, he had always harbored doubts about the actions of the nobles who insisted on ‘pureblood’ ideologies.

From his experiences, those they called ‘dirty half-breeds’ had proven to be more capable and had shown better results. Examples include Aileen, who researched Soul stones, and wasn’t Julian the same?

As he unintentionally voiced the thoughts he usually harbored, he could tell from the rapidly cooling atmosphere that he had made a mistake.

“You’ve started to form your own opinions.”

“I’m sorry, Bishop Aiden, for speaking out of turn.”

“No, it’s alright. If something is wrong, it can be corrected.”

Aiden spoke in a tone not as cold as usual.

Thud.

At the same time as a dull sound, Razlot began to feel heat under his chin.

Enduring the pain that followed late, Razlot lowered his gaze.

There, Aiden’s magic staff, which he always carried, was prominently positioned.

“How about now, does this bring you to your senses?”

“Ugh… uh…”

Thud, thud!

This time, the staff struck Razlot’s head and back.

Thud, thud.

Several more times.

With each strike of Aiden’s staff, suppressed moans escaped from Razlot.

“The legitimacy of magic. What right does someone who doesn’t even understand that have to question it?”

“I’m… sorry…”

“You still haven’t come to your senses, it seems.”

As Razlot spoke through his moans, Aiden was about to swing his staff again when suddenly:

Whinnying!

Startled by the sudden cry of a horse, Aiden stopped his staff.

“What’s happening?”

“Sir, someone jumped out in front of the horse.”

Panic was evident in the coachman’s voice, who was outside in the rain.

After giving Razlot a sharp look, Aiden slightly opened the door to check outside.

He wanted to see who dared to stop a noble’s carriage in such foul weather.

There stood a man with an umbrella.

Somehow, the chilly aura around him was familiar, not a first-time experience.

Based on that experience, Aiden guessed the name of the man under the umbrella.

“Julian?”

As the name of someone who shouldn’t have appeared here was mentioned, the air tensed, and Razlot, who had been groaning in pain, flinched.

“You’ve caused unnecessary trouble, Lord Aiden.”

Aiden flinched at the voice that was gentle yet carried a hint of murderous intent, but he tried his best not to show it and greeted the man with the umbrella warmly as he approached.

“When did you return? I thought it would take quite some time.”

“I just did.”

“Is that so? I’m relieved that you have returned safely.”

“Do you really think it’s fortunate?”

Aiden hesitated for a moment at the probing tone but then acted composedly.

“Of course. Aren’t we serving the same royal house and sharing the same creed as fellow members of the order?”

“And yet, you allowed demons on the train where His Highness the Prince was?”

“Hmm.”

Julian’s direct approach made Aiden pause momentarily, but he quickly regained his composure.

“I had no choice from my position. You know that the Third Prince does not favor the actions of the Fourth Prince, don’t you?”

Aiden, a staunch pureblood supremacist, found it displeasing to engage in such a conversation with someone he considered a ‘half-breed.’

“That’s all in the past now. Besides, if I had truly intended to derail the train, you wouldn’t have returned unscathed, would you?”

He made a somewhat over-the-line remark, but Aiden didn’t care.

“How about we consider it water under the bridge? My anger towards Lord Julian’s unilateral actions has also delayed the research on the ‘Horn.'”

He was about to add, ‘Thus, I’ve only been watching as a ‘half-breed’ fulfills the desires of the family,’ but knowing that Julian in front of him was also considered a ‘half-breed,’ Aiden swallowed his words.

“So, let’s forget the past and start with a new heart…”

Crack!

“Ugh, arrrgh…”

Like a flash of lightning, a sharp sword pierced Aiden’s shoulder.

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Round 49

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“Did I hear that wrong? A slime, you say?”

Baek Tae-seop’s face was filled with bewilderment as if he had heard an entirely unexpected word.

The others had similar reactions, but since I had a history of acquiring a slime duplicator, the executives of Ara Hongryeon  were not as surprised.

“I’m sorry to interrupt, but may I contact the guild to confirm this, Mr. Kyu-seong?”

“Yes, that’s fine.”

“I apologize for asking again, but you’re referring to an item related to a slime, correct?”

“Yes, that’s correct.”

The secretary of the Iron Blood Guild did something on the tablet she had brought and then asked Baek Tae-seop, “Representative, is it alright if we show the list of items managed by the guild? If there are no items related to slime, we might need to present something else.”

“Hm, do that. Is that alright, Mr. Kyu-seong?”

“Yes, that’s fine.”

Soon, the secretary clicked on the tablet screen and handed it to me. 

Young-seong, came over to check the list with me.

“As expected of the Iron Blood Guild.”

Young-seong nodded in admiration after roughly scanning the list.

Noticing it was inconvenient for two people to share one tablet, the secretary asked an Ara Hongryeon staff member to print out the information.

At that moment, the executives of Ara Hongryeon subtly stepped in.

“Kyu-seong is practically one of our guild members now, can’t we help him out?”

“Indeed. We can at least help him choose an item.”

“Ahem! Bring out some of ours too.”

“Well….”

The secretary of the Iron Blood Guild tried to intervene at the words of Kang Hanul and Jeong So-yeon, but Baek Tae-seop spoke generously.

“Just let it be. I don’t expect to get the antidote for free. Since I don’t fully understand Kyu-seong’s abilities, it’s better for people who know him to help.”

“What’s gotten into you? The name of Iron Blood will be tarnished.”

“Hmph! For Seung-hyun’s sake, I could even sell the guild. A mere item is nothing; I can cover it with my own money.”

Soon, the printed documents arrived, and Kang Hanul and Jeong So-yeon excitedly checked them. 

Guild leader Han Seok-jun also quietly received the list.

“Oh, there’s the Jewel of Golgor.”

“So the Shield of Vitriol was here! That old man! He said he didn’t have it last time!”

“…Pettyputty’s Egg! I heard it’s quite a delicacy….”

Everyone murmured to themselves as they checked the list.

Seeing people gather, Ara also seemed interested and managed to get a copy of the list, starting to peruse it.

The printout included photos along with brief descriptions of the items, making it easier for Ara to understand.

‘But I don’t know what to choose.’

From what I overheard, there seemed to be quite a few valuable items, but I didn’t know much about them.

Just as one can see more from a high place, I had limited vision from my low position.

While I was looking for anything related to slime, Ara suddenly shouted.

“Ohhhhh!”

“Whoa, why are you shouting all of a sudden, Ara?”

Ara was holding a sheet of paper and came running to me, waving it.

“Kyu-seong, Kyu-seong! I want this one!”

“…Do you even know what it is?”

I chuckled and took the paper Ara handed me. 

It listed various items, and Ara was pointing at one with her tiny finger.

“This one!”

“This one?”

As I checked what Ara was pointing at, I couldn’t help but be impressed.

[Mystery Watering Can (Normal – Growth Type)]

An item related to farming, but its exact use is still unknown.

[Item Description– A watering can used by an unidentified person. It helps with the growth of crops.]

[Item Effect – When water is left in the watering can for a day and then sprinkled on the ground, the ground becomes fertile. There are numerous hidden effects that can be unlocked through growth. The method of growth is unknown.]

Who would have thought there would be an item related to farming?

Technically, it was considered an artifact treated as equipment.

“I want to water the plants!”

“I never imagined something like this would exist.”

As I expressed my amazement, people subtly approached and peeked at the paper I was holding. 

They exchanged glances and nodded at each other.

Before I could question what they were conspiring about, Kang Hanul shouted.

“It looks like you’ve made your choice! But it’s a bit lacking!”

“What do you mean?”

At Hanul’s shout, Baek Tae-seop and the secretary checked the item I had chosen.

“…A mystery watering can?”

Since it was such an unexpected item, they exchanged puzzled looks and then turned to me.

“Are you really going to choose this?”

“Yes.”

“Hmmm…”

Why are they hesitating? Shouldn’t they be pleased I chose something of lesser value?

‘Or are they wondering why I picked this?’

Regardless, the watering can was the most appealing artifact among the items presented by the Iron Blood Guild.

Moreover, since it was a growth type, it seemed much more promising. I had a feeling that as the world’s only awakened farmer, I might be the only one able to enhance this watering can.

“You’ve chosen something unique. It’s certainly of lower value compared to other items…”

“Haha! Didn’t I tell you? So let him choose one more item, old man.”

“…That’s fine, but why is Kang Hanul acting so smug?”

In the end, I decided to choose one more item.

However, since I wasn’t a combat-type awakened person who explored dungeons, most of the items were useless to me.

“Hmmm…”

Seeing my hesitation, Young-seong spoke up.

“How about this?”

“What do you mean?”

“Let Ara Hongryeon Guild choose an item they want, and you can lease it to them in exchange for money from the guild.”

Oh? That was a good idea.

I needed money anyway, and this way, it would benefit both parties.

Of course, it depended on the Iron Blood Guild’s permission and whether Ara Hongryeon wanted the item.

“As long as the item isn’t sold during the contract period, it doesn’t matter how it’s used.”

The secretary responded lightly to Young-seong’s suggestion.

Soon, Han Seok-jun and his team leaders began discussing it.

“It’s a good opportunity. Is there any equipment you need in there?”

“I’m invincible without any equipment, but if I have to choose, the Black-and-White Hood, Green Leaf Shoes, Sun Crown, Vitriol Shield, Earth and Sky Talisman, Corrosion Ring, and the Equal Longsword…”

“…”

How did he remember all that?

Han Seok-jun stopped Kang Hanul, who was endlessly listing items, and sought Jeong So-yeon’s opinion.

“And what about you, Team Leader?”

“Hey, kid. Answer wisely.”

Despite Kang Hanul’s blatant pressure, Jeong So-yeon calmly stated her preference.

“The most necessary item is the Vitriol Shield.”

“I agree.”

“But! I also said we needed the Vitriol Shield, didn’t I? What about my opinion…”

After finishing their discussion, Han Seok-jun turned to me.

“Kyu-seong, we would like to rent the Vitriol Shield.”

“Yes, go ahead.”

“How about a rental fee of 30 million won per month, with a contract period of 5 years?”

30 million won a month? Just for one piece of equipment?

If it’s 5 years, that’s 60 months. That means it’s a deal worth 1.8 billion won.

‘With 1.8 billion won, couldn’t they just buy the equipment outright?’

When I glanced at Young-seong, he nodded as if urging me to sign the contract immediately.

“Alright, let’s make the deal.”

“Can we proceed with the detailed contract terms along with your guild membership contract?”

“Understood.”

So, I secured the watering can and the Vitriol Shield from the Iron Blood Guild.

“We will deliver the items to you by tomorrow. Should we send them to the Ara Hongryeon  Guild?”

“Yes, please do.”

“We will also continue to look for items related to slimes and contact you again.”

“Thank you.”

With the secret deal settled, Baek Tae-seop asked with a curious expression.

“I hope this isn’t rude, but may I ask you something?”

“Of course.”

“You’ve chosen quite an unusual item. Is it related to your abilities?”

Is it okay to reveal it now?

The members of Ara Hongryeon  seemed to have already guessed that I was involved in farming. That’s probably why they didn’t stop me from choosing an item like the watering can.

“Then, can we now proceed with the fruit and vegetable juice transaction?”

“Yes, just a moment.”

Besides the juice I had given to Young-seong, I had five more. I opened my backpack and spoke to Bokkeum inside.

“Bokkeum, please take out all the fruit and vegetable juices.”

Although I spoke softly to avoid others hearing, they probably did since they had good hearing. It didn’t matter anymore since there was no need to hide it. In fact, showing my abilities could be advantageous.

Plop-

Bokkeum spat out the juices.

Seeing me take out the juices from my bag, Ara whined.

“I want a snack! Sweet potatoes~ Sweet potatoes~”

“A snack? Bokkeum, please take out the snack container too.”

Bokkeum spat out various snack containers again.

Thanks to my visit home, I had sweet potatoes and potatoes made by Jae-seong and my mother, as well as tomato and Embergil pizza, salad made from baby carrots and cucumbers.

‘And for dessert, Layla too.’

Hmm? Did the atmosphere just change?

When I glanced back, Hanul and Jeong So-yeon were staring at me, drooling.

“Gulp!”

I instinctively closed my mouth and held my breath. Then, I cautiously offered.

“Would you like to have some after the contract is finished?”

“Sounds great!”

“That’s why you’re the best, Kyu-seong!”

Guild leader Han Seok-jun and Young-seong had also tasted my produce, but they didn’t react as intensely. It seemed these two particularly enjoyed my food.

Ara was already munching on the pizza.

Hanul had approached Ara, trying all sorts of charms to get a bite, looking rather pitiful.

“It smells wonderful. Did you cook this yourself?”

“I didn’t cook it. I just provided the ingredients.”

Baek Tae-seop showed some interest.

Holding the fruit and vegetable juice, I knew the aroma was irresistible.

“Would you like to join us after the contract is done?”

Just in case, I offered first, and Baek Tae-seop initially declined, saying it would be rude. But after some persuasion, he agreed.

“Thank you, Kyu-seong.”

“You’re welcome. Let’s enjoy it together later…”

“Uuughhh!!!!”

It seemed that Hanul had finally succeeded in getting something from Ara. His loud groan echoed through the reception room.

At the same time, the aroma of the food spread more intensely than I had expected, making it nearly impossible to resist drooling.

“What on earth… Are those foods also items?”

The secretary of the Iron Blood Guild swallowed hard, looking flustered. She seemed to have a rough idea of what my ability was now.

“Yes, that’s correct. By the way, even the view of Geumgang Mountain is better after a meal. Would you like to try some first?”

“Umm… the deal should come first…”

Baek Tae-seop was visibly restless. His gaze had shifted from me to Ara, who was happily alternating between eating pizza and sweet potatoes.

Hmm, this could be an opportunity to gain new customers, and influential ones at that.

I hid a mischievous smile and subtly suggested.

“The antidote isn’t going anywhere. How about you try some of this first?”

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Graaaaah!

The barrier slowly melts away.

Side by side, they look at each other.

Hye-ji, her eyes swollen from crying too much.

Sssshk-

She pulls back on the bowstring.

And Han-ul, mature and taciturn beyond his years.

Also Tae-hoon, with his cheerful personality.

And now, the reality of the situation is clear to the blacksmith Hyun-soo.

In this moment, everyone felt it.

The three had spent a long time together and were more in sync than anyone.

And Hyun-soo.

Though they had only coordinated five times, he blended into the team as if he had known them for a long time.

“Our last chance given.”

[Ferocious Labyrinth.]

[Use of all skills is restricted for 30 seconds.]

It took the longest time for American users at the start.

But for them, it was a different story.

Their skills were far beyond the reach of the American users, allowing them to clear faster.

Fwaaaaah-

Soon, through the completely melted barrier, the Lycans tried to enter.

Faster than that.

Boom!

A Lycan struck precisely between the eyes falls, piercing the one behind it too.

Pffft!

Pffft!

Rapid fire.

And then.

[A critical hit occurs.]

[A critical hit occurs.]

Hye-ji’s unbelievable arrows hinder the approaching Lycans.

Soon, dozens of Lycans come scaling the walls.

Then Tae-hoon kicks off the wall.

Boom!

Boom, boom, boom!

A series of rapid kicks.

Once.

Twice.

Thrice.

Thirteen times.

The flowing kicks entirely block the Lycans’ approach.

Keeeeeeng

Han-ul, the greatest swordsman with a sharp sword, slaughters the advancing creatures.

But the Lycans, with their fast legs and high HP, are fierce and fearless creatures.

Their attacks continue to pour in.

Pluck!

And the last one.

Hyun-soo, now armed with a new weapon.

He moves with a black, slightly curved supreme sword in hand.

In Ares, there is a notification to show the amount of damage dealt or received upon attacking or being attacked.

This feature has an on/off option, suitable for different user preferences.

Everyone but Hyun-soo had this feature turned on.

Han-ul, a swordsman with advanced sword mastery wielding a rare sword, slashes another Lycan.

Splat!

[3,130 damage dealt.]

And Hyun-soo cuts down a Lycan charging at Hye-ji.

Scratch!

[5,113 damage dealt.]

“……!?”

“……!?”

“……!?”

The three are in utter shock.

Hyun-soo moves swiftly among the Lycans.

[4,933 damage dealt.]

[5,243 damage dealt.]

Previously, Hyun-soo had higher damage output than Han-ul.

But the difference had never been this stark.

‘What on earth is that sword…?’

‘It’s insane…!’

They were even more astonished.

[A critical hit occurs.]

[7,313 damage dealt.]

[A critical hit occurs.]

[6,741 damage dealt.]

‘How can critical hits keep occurring like this?’

Hyun-soo’s critical hits came too easily.

Critical hits normally occur when hitting a vital spot and deal significantly higher damage than usual.

The truth behind all of this lay in the sword that Hyun-soo had newly acquired.

(Supreme Blade)

– Grade: Legend above Legend

– Durability: Infinite

– Attack Power: 619

– Restrictions: No restrictions for the creator, Level 400+ Swordsman

– Special Abilities:

  – All stats increase by 2%

  – Critical hit rate increases by 70%

  – Cutting power increases by 50%

  – Sword Mastery level increases by 6

  – Passive Skill: Eight Slashes

  – Passive Skill: Essence of Swordsmanship

  – Passive Skill: Once More

  – Active Skill: Pull

  – Active Skill: Rampaging Sword

Description: This is a special masterpiece created exclusively for Hyun. No other sword can surpass this one. 

Compared to the previously owned Baekya, it is astonishing. Baekya’s attack power was 401, while the Supreme Blade’s attack power is 619. Additionally, with the artifact’s effect of increasing critical hit rate by 70%, Hyun-soo can deal critical damage several times more than ordinary people.

Swish! Swish!

Moreover, the merit of a 50% increase in cutting power means the Lycans are being sliced apart. Han-ul looked on with a look of awe.

‘…Is this the power of a real blacksmith?’

However, Han-ul soon realized. Even to someone like him who knew little about blacksmithing, the Supreme Blade was extraordinary. He corrected his thoughts.

‘Is this the power of the greatest blacksmith?’

Han-ul soon felt the Lycans pushing further into the narrow space.

“Please hold them back!”

The three of them smiled wryly. Before they knew it.

‘We are following him.’

Yet, they didn’t feel bad about it and accepted it as natural. The three of them desperately blocked the advancing enemies. Tree branches shot up above Hyun-soo’s head. He crafted an arrow and set it on his bowstring.

Swoosh!

Because they had coordinated many times, as soon as the arrow was fired, the three simultaneously ducked.

Glorious Golden Spirit Arrow.

One arrow multiplied to match the number of Lycans.

Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!

As the enemies were knocked to the ground, Hyun-soo shouted.

“Advance!”

Sometimes, a narrow space can be disadvantageous. The four of them simultaneously pushed inward.

[Wrath of the Ferocious Labyrinth.]

[Lycans become 15% stronger.]

[Lycans’ HP recovers by 20%.]

Crackling, Creaking

Roar! Roar!

The four scattered. The approaching enemies grew even stronger.

Before Hyun-soo forged the Supreme Blade, they were certain they could never clear this dungeon. They had to try it to know if it was possible. But the Supreme Blade opened up possibilities. The issue was that this potential came solely from Hyun-soo. They had only managed to reduce the number of Lycans by about 30.

Fighting the swarming Lycans, Han-ul despaired. No matter how skilled, there are things that cannot be done. As Han-ul kept retreating, he eventually bumped into Hye-ji’s back. She too was facing her limits.

Han-ul glanced at his seemingly insignificant rare-grade sword.

“I’m envious.”

“…Me too.”

What if they had such weapons as well? Could they increase their chances of clearing this place?

“Aaaah!”

Hye-ji was severely injured by the Lycans. Han-ul stepped in front of her to block them.

A plan formed in his mind.

A total of six.

‘No way…’

He couldn’t cut through them.

Not with the damage his sword could deal.

At that moment.

Whoosh!

“Han-ul!”

A sword flew towards him.

It was a masterpiece created by an old man from a small territory.

The sword, Baekya.

Grasping it, Han-ul moved.

Slicing sounds

Moving swiftly, he cut down the six Lycans in an instant.

A genius with the sword.

Holding the ‘closest to legend,’ Han-ul was now the strongest warrior.

“This is awesome!”

He felt as if he could fly.

The Lycans that hadn’t been cut down fell, clearing a new path.

‘So envious…’

As Hye-ji watched Han-ul with admiration, Hyun-soo appeared through the Lycans.

[You have obtained Orichalcum Aeji Arrows.]

[You have obtained 300 Tong-a.]

[You have obtained 300 Aeji Arrows.]

“I was curious.”

Hyun-soo grinned.

“To see what power you would show when fighting with the best weapons.”

They had raided together five times.

The reason he handed Baekya to Han-ul was because Hyun-soo now had the Supreme Blade.

And the reason he gave Hye-ji the Orichalcum Aeji Arrows was because he now had faith in them.

“Do you know how to use them?”

“Who do you think I am?”

Hye-ji’s eyes shone.

Click

She set the arrow on the bowstring with unparalleled skill.

Though there was no notification, if there were, it would have said this.

[The best archer meets the strongest arrows.]

[Accuracy and penetration increase by 25%.]

Thwack!

She drew the bowstring and shot at the approaching Lycans.

Whoosh!

Crash!

The arrow pierced through one Lycan, sending it flying, and then penetrated three more behind it.

Immediately, the Aeji Arrows and Tong-a that Hyun-soo had given her were fired.

One arrow per second.

Whoosh!

Whoosh!

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Even Hyun-soo could hardly believe what he was seeing.

Aeji Arrows.

Known as penetration arrows, these weapons had great destructive power and range but had one significant drawback.

Their accuracy was critically low.

But Hye-ji’s Aeji Arrows were hitting the vital points of the Lycans.

[A critical hit occurs.]

[A critical hit occurs.]

[A critical hit occurs…]

“They’re melting, melting!”

Ashes scattered where her arrows passed.

At that moment.

A notification sounded that should not have been heard.

[You have hunted many Lycans in the Ferocious Labyrinth in a short time.]

[A new story begins.]

“…!?”

Hyun-soo’s face twisted in horror.

‘The difficulty increases here? How will it rise?’

Soon, Hyun-soo saw it.

Amidst the hundreds of Lycans.

A mysterious figure that had been crouching stretched out.

‘No way…!?’

Ding!

[Sudden Quest: King of the Ferocious Labyrinth and the Lycans]

Grade: SS

Restriction: Initiators of the Ferocious Labyrinth

Reward: 20% reduction in record time if successful

Penalty for Failure: None

Description: The original method of hunting all Lycans and then the boss monster has been changed. Defeat the Lycans and the King of the Ferocious Labyrinth.

‘Do we really have to face the boss monster while still fighting the Lycans?’

Everyone who heard this notification wanted to deny the reality.

Of course, the reward was a 20% reduction in time.

Soon, Hyun-soo saw the figure that had been crouching unfold.

Silver fur.

A wolf’s face.

Unlike the other Lycans that reached up to 3 meters in height, it was similar in height to Hyun-soo.

[King of the Ferocious Labyrinth Lv.383]

Tingling-

Hyun-soo’s instincts signaled danger.

Suddenly, the creature disappeared from sight.

Crash!

“Ugh!”

Hyun-soo’s HP dropped by 9% in an instant. At the same time, the creature struck the chests of Han-ul, Hye-ji, and Tae-hoon with lightning speed.

“Ahhh!”

“Ugh!”

“Ugh!”

Hyun-soo realized.

The creature’s specialty was its speed, beyond comprehension.

With its ferocious eyes gleaming, it came at them again.

The moment Hyun-soo collided with it, he was shocked.

Slash!

The creature’s sharp claws struck Hyun-soo’s chest six times in an instant.

[HP drops below 50%.]

Hyun-soo staggered, sensing the creature approaching Hye-ji, Tae-hoon, and Han-ul again.

‘No…’

The creature was cycling its attacks.

Attacking one person, then immediately another, and then another.

It was toying with them.

Hyun-soo heard the screams of the three again.

“Ahhh!”

“Hye-ji!”

“Ugh!”

Hyun-soo understood.

‘If the third cycle begins, everyone will die.’

And Hyun-soo waited.

Rustle

Soon, he heard the creature approaching.

***

The King of the Labyrinth was annoyed.

Humans who had woken it from its slumber.

They had considerable skill.

But its speed, four times that of a regular Lycan, and its trait ‘Like the Wind’ made it untouchable.

The King of the Labyrinth knew.

From the third cycle, ordinary humans learn and respond.

As expected.

This human was no different.

As it approached at lightning speed, the human swung a sword to attack.

Flash!

The King of the Labyrinth changed its trajectory instantly and moved elsewhere.

Covering a distance of 20 meters in an instant, it prepared to charge.

Then it felt something strange.

[Pull]

Its speed to cover 20 meters was 0.7 seconds.

But within 0.3 seconds, it was in front of a man.

“Got you.”

Hyun-soo’s eyes sparkled.

The newly acquired Supreme Blade was special.

The skills within it were created by Hyun-soo himself.

A compact set of abilities designed for maximum efficiency, excellence, and proper utilization.

[Pulls the enemy instantly, stunning them for 3 seconds.]

Moreover, Hyun-soo knew.

He had to defeat it alone.

But there was an advantage.

The Wolf King title obtained by hunting the Grey Wolf.

[The Wolf King title shines.]

[Attack and defense against wolf-type monsters increase by 17%.]

The power Hyun-soo inscribed onto the Supreme Blade.

This power was inspired by the Gauntlet of Strength.

The Gauntlet of Strength, as the name suggests, transcends the stat of strength beyond logic.

Another power embedded in the Supreme Blade activates.

[Rampaging Sword]

Kuhwooo-!

A black aura surges from his body and is absorbed into the Supreme Blade.

[Attack power is determined by probability.]

[40% chance for 200%~, 20% chance for 300%~, 10% chance for 400%~, 2% chance for 600%~ to be applied.]

[10% chance results in a 401% increase in the sword’s base attack power.]

[Lasts for 15 seconds.]

Sword’s base attack power increased by 401%.

Kwaaa-!

“Kuhaaa-!”

The King of the Labyrinth, struck by it, felt pain it had never experienced before.

However, the King of the Labyrinth possessed high intelligence.

This level of damage won’t kill it.

Yes, one could think like this.

Wouldn’t it be better to have a skill that deals an additional 600% attack power instead of one that increases the base attack power?

“Grrrr…!”

The King of the Labyrinth also realized this.

But it is different.

Hyun-soo is cunning, intelligent, and meticulously plans.

‘Yes, this is…’

Base attack power increased by 401%.

What would happen if this power was added on top?

Siiik-

Hyun-soo smiled coldly, and the King of the Labyrinth realized something was wrong.

Hyun-soo murmured.

“Ghost Step.”

A ghost walks with a sword enhanced by 401%.

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Act 99

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Fortunately, Ulysses, having been seen with my own eyes, was unharmed. There were no visible wounds, and it seemed he wasn’t mentally disturbed either. While hearing the full story of the incident, he wore a very serious expression.

“I’ve been thinking, it would be best not to report this incident to the imperial court.”

Hmm… I thought he was mentally fine, but perhaps not after all. However, after gathering my thoughts for a moment, I realized what Ulysses meant by saying this.

“If Your Highness believes so, I too will remain silent,” I said.

“Thank you for saying that, Sir Julian.”

After closing his eyes for a moment, Ulysses soon spoke again.

“Let’s rest a bit, then resume our journey home. We should have crossed the border by now, haha!”

It might be better to rest more, but I didn’t argue with the prince’s words. I too wanted to leave this place as soon as possible.

Linne seemed puzzled by Ulysses’ intent to gloss over today’s events.

“Why…”

As she murmured to herself, leaving the hospital room, I asked her instead,

“Miss Linne, do you not know why His Highness said that?”

My question might have sounded sarcastic, as Linne’s eyes narrowed slightly.

“Yes, so please tell me.”

“Our reason for being here is to maintain peace with the Holy Nation. But, if the prince was attacked in the Holy Nation, what would the imperial court think?”

“Ah…”

Linne sighed briefly at my explanation.

“So, the prince intends to quietly move past what happened today.”

I didn’t need to explicitly state that it was part of the Fourth Prince’s survival strategy—it was clear enough. Any discord between the empire and the Holy Nation would prove Ulysses to be unnecessary and redundant.

“Even royalty, if they show weakness, they are attacked.”

“The higher up you go, the worse it gets,” I said as I turned my head towards the entrance of the arena.

There was a woman, gracefully approaching, accompanied by priests and servants.

‘I knew it.’

Archdeacon Shalana.

Unlike Garoth, she was a militant Archdeacon who desired an all-out war with the empire.

I had expected her to seize this incident, good or bad, as an opportunity.

“Tsk.”

Seeing Shalana’s face, Linne clicked her tongue.

She must have had an unpleasant encounter with her before that I didn’t know about.

“Ho ho, hello, nobles of the empire.”

I greeted Shalana by her name, directly, showing respect.

“Pleased to meet you, Archdeacon Shalana.”

“Oh my, you know of me?”

“How could I not? I remember the names of all the Archdeacons, including ‘the Charging Archdeacon’ Shalana.”

Shalana chuckled again at my words and opened her fan to cover her face.

“Ho ho ho, such jest.”

Though she smiled with her eyes, a slight embarrassment was audible in her voice, as the names and powers of Archdeacons are highly confidential in the Holy Nation.

“How is Prince Ulysses faring?”

“Fortunately, he’s fine.”

“Wow, that’s indeed fortunate. Ho ho.”

Linne spoke, and Shalana laughed ostentatiously. Clearly, she didn’t think it was fortunate at all. Typical of her.

“This incident can certainly be attributed to our negligence.”

It was more than just negligence! I almost died.

“The instigator is currently secured and will be brought to trial.”

That’s obvious.

If it follows the story, it would be a death sentence.

“However, until the trial is concluded, we would like you to remain as witnesses.”

“What do you mean by that?”

Linne was the first to react to Shalana’s nonsensical statement.

As expected. If I know her, she wouldn’t show up here without a hidden agenda.

“Ho ho, do you lack understanding? Quite simply, we would like you, the victims of this incident, to stay as witnesses to prove the guilt of Archdeacon Garoth.”

“How long will that take?”

Shalana, not dropping her smiling eyes, replied,

“Well, it could take at least a month, since it’s the trial of an Archdeacon, ho ho.”

“Do we have a reason to comply?”

“There may be no reason, but there is an obligation. Aren’t you the only victims?”

As Linne protested, Shalana flicked her finger lightly.

“This is the Holy Nation, isn’t it? Since you’ve come here, you must follow our rules.”

It was like she was eyeing prey, and the priests and servants who had followed her quietly stepped forward.

‘I knew this would happen.’

When we arrived in the Holy City, the reason she was quiet was simply because other Archdeacons were watching. Now that an incident has occurred, she would welcome it with open arms, considering she desires war.

‘We’re being held in the Holy City, and she’s trying to frame us.’

If she wants to reignite a full-blown war with the empire, she would do anything.

‘It’d be different if she openly brandished a sword.’

As I’ve said before, despite its name, the Holy Nation has a darker side. To put it nicely, it’s a place full of intrigue. To put it harshly, it’s a sinister nation.

“We plan to commence the return procedure as soon as His Highness Ulysses has recovered.”

“Did you not hear what I just said?”

“No, I’ve heard everything.”

I gave her a confident smile, as if I had already anticipated such a situation and had a plan in mind.

“Of course, we must follow the laws of the Holy Nation. But! There are always exceptions to every law.”

Ugh.

While speaking, I felt a slight pain from a wound in my waist area inflicted by Idel.

This caused my body to falter, and to support myself, I placed my right hand on my waist.

Clink, clank, clank!

Simultaneously, Shalana’s guards pointed their spears at me in unison.

Why are they doing this!?

While I was thinking this, I realized my hand was touching the ‘sheath’ tied at my waist.

“What… what are you planning now?”

Shalana was more bewildered than I was.

Linne, equally surprised, watched me intently.

“This the Holy Nation. Were you planning to draw your sword in front of an Archdeacon like me? Is that the exception you were talking about?”

It’s a misunderstanding! I was just regaining my posture!

“Heh, indeed. This is also a kind of exception.”

I knew it sounded like an excuse.

So, let’s get to the point quickly.

“I would like to discuss another kind of exception now, Archdeacon Shalana.”

***

During the conversation, Shalana, overwhelmed by Julian’s action of drawing his sword, became nervous.

‘The disciple of Sword Saint…?’

Even she, being a person from the Holy Nation, was well aware of the rumors. Now, to the extent that he was called the top disciple of the exiled Sword Saint, he was an extraordinary swordsman. It was evident that if he were to wield his sword, blood would be shed.

However, from her perspective, it was better that he drew the sword.

‘If he, who came as the escort of Prince Ulysses, were to cause a commotion by wielding the sword arbitrarily, there would be even more reason to detain him here.’

Yes, that was true.

Boldly, she couldn’t help but be surprised by his action of actually drawing the sword.

‘So many people from the Holy Nation, including guards, and yet he draws his sword?’

In that moment, in Shalana’s mind, the identity of the man named ‘Julian’ became clear.

‘Madman.’

And not just any madman. A skilled madman with a sword.

“Hahaha, so what’s the other exception?”

“For now, let’s move elsewhere. There are too many eyes here.”

She intended to refuse Julian’s suggestion.

‘Talk separately with a madman who resorts to threats with a sword in such a situation?’

She doesn’t negotiate with lunatics. That’s her motto. Indulging such dependents only exhausts oneself.

“Hm?”

However, when she saw Julian undoing the sword he had and handing it to Linne, her thoughts shifted slightly.

‘So now he uses the sword he was warning with earlier to assure that he is harmless.’

The reason he took his hand to the sword earlier was for this kind of performance.

Truly, a refined yet traditional negotiation method.

If one knows how to use their head like this, they must have their own cards to play when they open their mouth.

“Hoho, shall we step in?”

Unlike when Julian touched the sword sheath earlier, Shalana’s tone became much softer as she moved with him.

They arrived at the VIP room of the arena.

“No eavesdropping magic, I hope?”

Shalana smiled at Julian’s suspicion.

“Hahaha, of course not.”

“That’s a relief.”

“Why are you being so cautious? Is what you’re about to say so concerning that it worries about your own safety?”

Was he planning to defect?

Although she wanted to ask, Shalana held back. Revealing one’s intentions prematurely is one of the biggest blunders.

“It’s not because of me, but for Archdeacon Shalana.”

Although slightly angered by his arrogant tone, Julian took the lead in the conversation.

“It would be beneficial for the Archdeacon if nobody listens. Can’t we just leave them alone?”

Julian gestured with his chin towards the two guards who had accompanied Shalana into the VIP room.

“Don’t worry about them. They’re reliable guards, no matter what happens.”

“Escorts, I suppose. Well, breaking the Archdeacon Shalana’s neck even without a sword wouldn’t be a big deal.”

Julian shrugged upon realizing that they were not just guards, but her escorts.

“Haha, there’s a limit to rudeness. Considering your current situation…”

“If I said I had retrieved the relic ‘The Engraved Lie’, what would you do?”

Shalana’s eyes which had been covered by the fan she was holding widened in surprise at his words.

“Oh, really? Well done. I heard it wasn’t found underground.”

“Is that so?”

“Yes, naturally. After all, it’s a valuable relic managed by our Holy Nation.”

Shalana smiled to hide her true intentions as much as possible.

“Then, will you return it?”

“Of course, I’ll return it.”

“Hahaha, it’s fortunate that we could communicate.”

“I have some matters to attend to on our side right now, so I’ll return it to the Sacred Treasury tomorrow.”

“…What?”

Shalana looked puzzled.

“After all, you suggested that I stay in the castle as a witness for the trial, didn’t you? So, it shouldn’t matter if I return it tomorrow.”

“There’s no need for that. Just give it to me.”

“Archdeacon Shalana.”

Julian’s unseen gaze fixed on Shalana. The smile on his lips seemed to suggest that he knew her ‘tricks.’

“Archdeacon Garoth precisely knew the location of the smuggled relic and ordered its retrieval.”

As if a snake were coiling around its prey.

“It’s fascinating. It seems like he was tracking its location in real-time through magical means.”

“Why does that matter now?”

“Indeed, does it really not matter?”

Julian’s relaxed tone began to push her.

“Have you not been overlooking Archdeacon Garoth to secure the relic ‘The Engraved Lie’?”

Even if she lied, she could expect that his perceptive eyes would see through it.

“When Archdeacon Garoth caused a disturbance, it was to eliminate him and secretly retrieve the relic for personal use.”

Since he brought up this topic in the first place, it must have been done with ‘certainty.’

“The relic was ‘damaged’ during the cleanup process. We can just say that to the Sacred Treasury.”

As Julian’s words continued…

Thunk.

Shalana folded the fan.

Julian, that man, clearly understood her plans.

As he said, Shalana had been overlooking the smuggling of the relic from the Sacred Treasury. 

She would clear out the relic when Archdeacon Garoth attempted to use it, secretly retrieve it for her own use, and, as she anticipated, Garoth moved accordingly, and the plan seemed to be proceeding successfully.

Until the demon showed up.

‘Damn, I thought it was destroyed in that damn solitude battle created by Sword Saint.’

It was fortunate that Julian had it.

Feeling a sense of relief, she smiled inwardly.

“So, the ‘exception’ you mentioned earlier was about this?”

Julian nodded.

Although she felt slightly uneasy about negotiations proceeding as he desired, she was no longer concerned now that she was here.

The relic that she thought was broken had returned. That alone satisfied her.

“Hoho, understood. Then, let’s consider what I said earlier as if it never happened. You can leave the castle right now; we won’t detain you.”

“I’m glad things worked out through conversation.”

“Indeed. Hahaha!”

Swoosh!

Once again, she unfolded her fan and laughed heartily.

“Oh, where’s the relic?”

Julian took the laurel wreath out of his pocket and placed it on the table.

“Good, very good.”

Confirming that it was the ‘The Engraved Lie’ she had been seeking, Shalana planned to use it to eliminate her enemies and solidify her position.

“Huh…” Unable to hide her emotions, she waved the fan back and forth.

“Poor Archdeacon Garoth. Not only did he smuggle it, but he also incurred the sin of damaging the relic.”

“That’s what happens when a fool sits in such a position.”

“Haha, true.”

Perhaps preparing to leave, Julian adjusted his clothes.

“Well then, we shall take our leave.”

With a brief farewell, Julian turned away.

“Hohohoho.”

“Archdeacon, are you just going to let him go like that?”

“If I order it, I could have him subdued immediately and ensure that Prince Ulysses remains in the castle.”

“No, let it be.”

Shalana stopped the other guards.

“It’s uncertain whether he’s an opponent we can definitely subdue, and if a commotion arises during the process, revealing that the ‘The Engraved Lie’ is intact would be counterproductive, wouldn’t it?”

“But, Archdeacon…”

“Remember, choice and focus. Everything we’ve done so far has been for this relic.”

A pleasant laughter escaped from her lips as she lightly tapped the laurel wreath placed on the table with her hand.

***

“Alright, let’s get ready to go back.”

“Is it resolved?”

Linne asked, slightly taken aback by my confident statement.

“Yes, she’s a reasonable person to talk to.”

“…Did you resort to coercion like earlier?”

“Do I seem like someone who would do that?”

“I can’t say no.”

Well, it was a bit strange, but I guess it couldn’t be helped.

“Archdeacon Shalana got what she wanted. Even amidst this chaos, she managed to get what she desired.”

“How did Julian manage to…”

Somehow, I secretly brought it back during the commotion at the Grand Arena.

“But, if it’s something that could topple an Archdeacon…It must be something that holds immense value.”

“It does hold immense value.” 

However, I also know that being too greedy is not a good thing. I took a look at the ‘Soul Stone’ hidden in my pocket. Its color is murky due to the sudden demonization, and the power contained within it is negligible, but it’s undoubtedly a genuine Soul Stone of the Tri-horn.

While the relic ‘The Engraved Lie’ indeed possesses tremendous power, this Soul Stone will suffice for now. Now that I have obtained the Bell of Night. Moreover, there’s one thing Shalana doesn’t know.

Why a formidable relic capable of easily eliminating adversaries didn’t make it into the Golden Sacred Treasury similar to the ‘Cursed Holy Water.’ 

‘It’s a one-time use item.’

It has already been used once in the underground.

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Round 48

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A brief silence passed, and soon those who knew Ara’s true identity started to chuckle.

“Of course! Ara is Kyu-seong’s daughter! No doubt about it! Hahaha!”

“Kyu-seong, brace yourself when it’s time to send Ara off to get married. Letting go of a daughter is much harder than you think. Haha.”

Hanul and Young-seong teased me relentlessly.

Sensing the unusual atmosphere, Jeong So-yeon tilted her head and looked at me curiously.

“Didn’t you tell me she was your niece last time?”

“Well….”

I had unintentionally lied back then.

If we had met inside the guild building, I would have given a heads-up, but since we met outside, I couldn’t openly reveal Ara’s identity.

Actually, it’s strange that no one questions Ara’s tiger ears. Do they just think they’re decorations?

“Kyu-seong, isn’t it fine to stop hiding it now?”

Han Seok-jun said with a smile.

Honestly, it didn’t matter anymore. I decided to apologize to Jeong So-yeon first.

“So-yeon, I’m sorry I lied to you back then.”

“Huh? So, she’s really your daughter? You’re married?!”

How did she jump to that conclusion?

Anyway, I continued.

“Ara is my familiar. She’s a monster.”

“I am Ara!”

Ara shouted as if to protest, but people were shocked by my words. Well, those who didn’t know her true identity, at least.

“…A monster?”

“No way, such a cute child is a monster?!”

“I am Ara!”

Ara’s ears perked up.

Finally noticing Ara’s ears, Baek Tae-seop asked cautiously.

“Ara, may I touch your ears a little?”

“Sure!”

As Baek Tae-seop felt the soft ears, he couldn’t hide his amazement.

“Wow, they’re real! I was completely fooled!”

No one was trying to deceive him, but he had fooled himself. Leaving Baek Tae-seop to his astonishment, I turned to Jeong So-yeon with an awkward smile.

“I’m sorry. It was crowded outside the guild building back then, so I lied without thinking.”

“Hm.”

Jeong So-yeon still seemed a bit unsettled, looking at me with half-closed eyes.

“So, you’ve been hiding this all this time even though we’ve met several times since? And it seems everyone else knew….”

“I apologize.”

From her perspective, it was understandable to feel left out. I should have told her earlier, especially after she helped me at the dungeon supplies store.

“That’s too much!”

Baek Tae-seop suddenly shouted, breaking the silence.

“Having such a cute child as a familiar! The gods are so unfair!”

“Hahaha! Ara is much better than the familiars the old man handles! Haha!”

Now that I think about it, Baek Tae-seop is not only a support-type awakener but also handles familiars. I’ve heard they are quite formidable, but he seems overly envious.

“I am cute and amazing!”

Ara declared proudly as she stepped away from Baek Tae-seop, wearing a smug smile.

Clap!

“Ara is Kyu-seong’s familiar and unrelated to our business today, so let’s move on.”

Han Seok-jun clapped his hands to shift the atmosphere.

Ah, I realized I had been too inconsiderate.

They didn’t come here because of me, but I ended up drawing too much attention.

It seemed I had arrived at the wrong time, so I greeted the people who seemed to have an appointment with the Iron Blood Guild.

“I’ll take my leave for now. It was nice meeting you, Representative.”

“Hm. It was nice meeting you too. Parting like this feels a bit unfortunate. May I see you again with Ara next time?”

It seemed the representative had taken quite a liking to Ara, as his eyes kept following her.

“Hehehe.”

This little one had managed to charm the representative of the Iron Blood Guild. How formidable a slime she is!

“Kyu-seong?”

“Yes?”

“Please stay and join us. This is not unrelated to you.”

“Excuse me?”

What does he mean? Why am I involved?

As I stood there bewildered, Young-seong finally spoke.

“Representative Baek is here because of the antidote. Kyu-seong, you know about Awakener Baek Seung-hyun, right?”

“Antidote? Awakener Baek Seung-hyun? Oh!”

So, this is how it connects!

I thought they were here because of their close relationship with the Ara Hongryeon  executives, or perhaps for business. But it turns out it’s about the fruit and vegetable juice.

“Hmm? This is news to me. Is Kyu-seong involved in this too?”

“Representative Baek, I mentioned discussing the antidote, didn’t I?”

“…No way. That can’t be…”

“That ‘no way’ is probably right.”

“You’re not joking, are you?”

Baek Tae-seop’s eyes started to waver slightly.

Did he also come without fully understanding?

“Of course, I only mentioned discussing the antidote without providing any further details.”

“Don’t joke around. I’m in a very serious situation.”

“We succeeded in creating an antidote. But it wasn’t me, it was Awakener Lee Kyu-seong here who did it.”

“What?!”

Baek Tae-seop and his secretary looked at me with eyes wide open in disbelief. And as if delivering the final blow, Young-seong concluded.

“My wife, Awakener Kim Si-young, is currently cured.”

“Gasp!”

Baek Tae-seop struggled to catch his breath, his eyes bloodshot. In contrast, his secretary, who was calmer, asked.

“Is this true? To be honest, it’s hard to believe. The poison we’re dealing with is the Poison of Avarice, which even the top overseas guilds couldn’t resolve. And a Level 1 Awakener did it…”

Though it was a bit impolite, given the circumstances, it was understandable.

Even I would scoff if I heard a Level 1 Awakener solved a poison used by a Level 9 dungeon boss.

However, the credibility was increased since the speaker was the former head of Ara Hongryeon ‘s research department.

“Anticipating this, I’ve prepared the necessary documents. Here are the records of the recovery progress, an analysis of the antidote’s ingredients, and all related documentation.”

“May I check it right now?”

Even while asking for permission, Baek Tae-seop was already moving towards Young-seong’s laptop. His secretary followed suit, receiving the documents from Young-seong.

“Kyu-seong, please have a seat here.”

“Yes.”

Han Seok-jun offered me a chair as I stood there. I had come to join Ara Hongryeon , but things had taken an unexpected turn.

‘The timing is impeccable.’

Did they plan this schedule on purpose? How did they know when I would be out of the dungeon?

It seemed like just a coincidence. While I waited, Young-seong asked me.

“Kyu-seong, can we show the fruit and vegetable juice to the Iron Blood Guild?”

“Yes, of course.”

Sure, let’s think positively about this since it’s already happened.

I was planning to treat other poisoned awakeners anyway, so this natural opportunity should be seized without hesitation.

‘Awakener Baek Seung-hyun is Representative Baek Tae-seop’s son, right?’

It was such an old story that I didn’t remember it immediately, but it was fairly well-known. If I tried to recall it, it wasn’t something I couldn’t remember.

The two who checked the fruit and vegetable juice soon exclaimed in admiration again. I overheard the secretary muttering to herself as she glanced at me.

“Hmm, so that’s why the Ara Hongryeon Guild is interested in Mr. Kyu-seong, even though he’s just a Level 1 Awakener…”

My ability is indeed a bit special.

The secretary was right. If I were just a regular Level 1 strength-type Awakener, would I have been able to join Ara Hongryeon ?

‘Not at all. No matter how friendly we are.’

To be honest, while Ara Hongryeon  does treat me well, it’s ultimately because it’s mutually beneficial. And I didn’t think that was a bad thing.

From the guild’s perspective, many people’s livelihoods are at stake, and personal feelings shouldn’t interfere with business.

Because of this, I felt more recognized and was able to consider the contract positively.

“Sniff….”

“Re-representative?”

Lost in thought, I heard an unexpected sound. When I turned my head, I saw Baek Tae-seop shedding tears.

Given that he runs a guild called Iron Blood, his ruthless management style was already quite famous.

Yet, this person was now crying in front of others.

“Can it really, really save my Seung-hyun!!”

Baek Tae-seop’s eyes, which seemed to roar with desperation, shifted from Young-seong to me.

“Tell me it’s possible!”

“It is possible.”

I said confidently.

Honestly, I hadn’t seen Young-seong’s wife completely cured with my own eyes, but even if Young-seong’s results were a lie, I was still confident.

‘My fruit and vegetable juice is not yet in its final form.’

So, even if the current juice couldn’t cure Awakener Baek Seung-hyun like it did for Young-seong’s wife, I was certain that I could cure him eventually.

That’s why I could be confident.

“With my ability, it’s definitely possible.”

The slime’s ability evolves continuously.

And the crops harvested based on such slime abilities also evolved continuously.

“Ah….”

Baek Tae-seop, staggering, knelt before me. Surprised by his sudden action, I quickly knelt on one knee beside him.

“Please, save my Seung-hyun.”

“Yes. It’s possible. Don’t worry.”

As Ara watched us, she approached.

Then she started to pat Baek Tae-seop’s head.

“It’s okay! Kyu-seong Kyu-seong will take care of everything!”

“Thank you, dear.”

“I’m not dear, I am Ara.”

Meanwhile, the secretary, who had thoroughly reviewed all the documents, approached Baek Tae-seop.

“Representative, it seems to be true.”

“Alright. Phew, I showed an unsightly side of myself. I apologize, Kyu-seong.”

“No problem. It’s completely understandable.”

Baek Tae-seop stood up, took a deep breath, and sat down. After giving him some time to compose his emotions, Young-seong spoke first.

“As you can see, this is not a lie. Of course, it may still be hard to believe, but you’ll find out by seeing for yourself.”

“I believe it. I fully believe it.”

Baek Tae-seop nodded.

Then he looked determined again.

“But I can’t just receive it for nothing. Items of this value come with a cost.”

“That’s right. I’m here to facilitate a direct transaction to protect Awakener Kyu-seong’s rights this time.”

Things were proceeding smoothly on their own.

This was a good thing for me, as I had no social experience due to only digging after awakening.

I was grateful that Young-seong or Ara Hongryeon  handled it for me.

“As you saw, this item has multiple functions besides the detoxification feature. If you wish to purchase this item, you must first sign this contract.”

“Let me see it.”

I was slightly surprised to see that Young-seong had even prepared the contract. It seemed he had thoroughly prepared without me knowing.

“Hm, a confidentiality agreement…”

“It’s a confidentiality agreement to protect the identity of Awakener Kyu-seong and control the information about the item.”

“That’s solid. I like it.”

Baek Tae-seop nodded and handed the contract to his secretary. The secretary also reviewed the contract and gave a positive nod.

“Given the nature of this matter, it’s essential. If this information were to leak overseas, it could become quite a significant issue.”

“Indeed.”

“But this clause is unclear. In case of a breach of confidentiality, besides the penalty fee, submitting collateral is…”

Collateral? Not knowing the contract details, I asked Young-seong to explain.

‘Receiving collateral in advance? Like items or certificates of value?’

After roughly checking the contract, I looked up to find everyone’s eyes on me.

Then Baek Tae-seop spoke.

“Kyu-seong, is there any item you want?”

“An item I want?”

If the confidentiality clause is breached during the contract period, I would permanently own the pledged item…

How can I demand something without knowing what they have?

Of course, considering the other party is the representative of the Iron Blood Guild, this was an incredible opportunity. Even Ara Hongryeon  has a vast treasure trove, so Iron Blood, which competes for the top spot in the country, would be even more lucrative.

‘…Do they have that item?’

After thinking for a moment, I cautiously asked.

“Does the Iron Blood Guild have any items related to slimes?”

“Slimes?”

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Strike 149

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Hyun-soo woke up early in the morning and was puzzled.

His phone, linked to the auction house, had received numerous notifications.

[Subscribers Updated.]

[Hyun’s Forge Subscribers: 1,730,013.]

[Current Ranking in South Korea’s Blacksmith Subscribers: 7th.]

“What’s going on?”

Overnight, the subscriber count had increased by 300,000. Unfortunately, there was no change in the ranking.

Puzzled, Hyun-soo soon discovered the reason through a message from Hye-ji on KakaoTalk.

“Who knew it would have this effect…”

It was because someone had mentioned “Hyun’s Forge” in the Time Attack Dungeon rankings.

“The Americans?”

Hyun-soo checked the interview video as well.

“It’s definitely a double-edged sword…”

Hyun-soo frowned, a bitter expression on his face.

It was certainly a good temporary effect for Hyun’s Forge.

Indeed, closing the gap in the Time Attack rankings by hundreds of thousands was implausible.

Will’s comments had raised expectations about how far Hyun’s Forge could really narrow the gap.

“I must succeed.”

Hyun-soo logged into Ares.

The three people who were already connected greeted Hyun-soo with somber faces.

“You’re here?”

“Yes, but why do you all look so down?”

“We feel pressured…”

Following Hye-ji’s comment, Tae-hoon grimaced.

“If we fail this, the pressure of what will become of us is overwhelming.”

“Time Attack on the Ferocious Labyrinth is 6th on Naver’s real-time search, and many people are paying attention to it, especially after Will’s interview made things even bigger.”

The three seemed to feel a great pressure.

Then, Hyun-soo, trying to lighten their mood, asked playfully.

“Oh, did I tell you before?”

Hyun-soo fumbled through the inner pocket of his coat.

He then pulled out three pieces of paper and a pen from his inventory.

“I’m a fan, could you give me an autograph?”

“Haha.”

“What’s that about?”

“Shouldn’t you have asked for that when we first met?”

“I missed the chance… Anyway, I’m a fan of all three of you.”

Despite some who might mock, a national hero is a star loved by many.

Hyun-soo felt the same.

The atmosphere lightened considerably.

“We have two chances left. And we need to figure it out today.”

After today, the Ferocious Labyrinth Time Attack would be completely over.

“Let’s go.”

The four entered the Ferocious Labyrinth.

Today, their condition was at its best.

It was truly a lucky day.

Hyun-soo’s forge created three incredible artifacts, and their critical hits landed more often than usual.

[Ranking Updated.]

[5th Place South Korea 16 minutes 19 seconds.]

Entering the top five.

Their hearts raced.

With this momentum, they were determined more than ever.

The last chance, the 10th run.

Today, luckier than their ninth run, the four performed even better.

With hearts shouting “please” and “let’s do this,” they pushed forward.

On their final attempt, the 10th run.

[4th Place South Korea 15 minutes 49 seconds.]

They entered 4th place.

Then, the four of them stood silently in the dungeon.

It turned out that they posed no threat, just like Will’s provocation from the U.S.

Hye-ji, Han-ul, and Tae-hoon stood with heavy hearts.

Unlike them, Hyun-soo was checking something by leveling up.

Then.

[Hidden Piece. Those Close to the True Ferocious Labyrinth Completed.]

They looked puzzled.

Hidden Piece.

Special rewards hidden in countless places.

The four recalled the contents of an interview with Will, a user from the U.S.

When asked by a journalist how he managed to reduce a 5-minute gap, Will responded, “That’s something users from other countries will need to figure out.”

Of course, all users who entered the top 4 must have achieved this Hidden Piece.

However, it’s possible that they and the U.S. wanted to keep the information they found secret.

Soon that information would be revealed.

[The True Ferocious Labyrinth Opens.]

Rumble-

The dungeon began to vibrate massively.

Ding!

[Pop-up Quest: Ferocious Labyrinth]

Grade: S

Restriction: Those who entered within 15 minutes

Reward: Significantly shorter clearing time

Penalty for Failure: None.

Description: You are now eligible to challenge the True Ferocious Labyrinth. The Ferocious Labyrinth is much stronger than before. In return, you can gain the privilege of time reduction.

[The Labyrinth Becomes Ferocious.]

[You can now make your final attempt at the Ferocious Labyrinth.]

They received a new last chance.

They were moved to the entrance of the dungeon.

Standing in the safe zone, they could soon see the transformed Ferocious Labyrinth.

[The existing rules are broken and a new type of dungeon is introduced.]

[The boss monster changes.]

[King of the Ferocious Labyrinth Lv.383]

Then the three saw it.

A transparent barrier.

Within it, hundreds of monsters swarmed.

[Lycan Lv.344]

“Khyoaaarrrr!”

Lupine monsters with black fur, bipedal, screamed from behind the wall.

Behind them, an unidentified boss monster crouched.

[The Ferocious Labyrinth will begin in 1 minute.]

“The time to conquer the True Ferocious Labyrinth will inevitably be much shorter…”

The original labyrinth was nearly 3 km long.

However, here, all monsters were concentrated within a radius of 500 meters.

Meaning, it could be resolved quickly.

Khyoaaarrrr!

Khaaaaak!

Rumble-

However, the three felt fear.

“How are we supposed to break this…”

They finally felt the difference between themselves and the U.S.

A huge barrier.

It was a level that they absolutely couldn’t clear with their current abilities.

Eventually, Hye-ji collapsed.

The overwhelming strength of the True Ferocious Labyrinth was enough to demoralize them.

Hye-ji collapsed, covering her face, while Tae-hoon leaned against the wall and sighed, and Han-ul cursed.

“I’m really struggling…” Hye-ji murmured.

The world didn’t know.

At 19, they had become national representatives and stars overnight.

At first, they were happy.

But as time passed, the immense pressure returned.

And since they started playing the game, they had not had a single day of comfort.

The community users said:

-Since they’re medalists, of course, they should be ranking first LOL

-Ah, agreed agreed

-Proud of our medalists!

-Let’s go catch those world rankers!

When they became known as the ‘Cursed Trio,’ the attitude towards them changed.

-Really disappointed LOL

-Take off the national emblem.

-What? If you’re skilled in reality, shouldn’t you be the same in the game?

-LOL, they’re a total failure.

-LOL

-Idiots

Of course, there were more who did not think this way.

However, for those who criticized them, they had to be number one.

Khyoaaarrrr!

Seeing the Lycan wailing at her, Hye-ji finally burst into tears.

Watching her bitterly, Tae-hoon approached Hyun-soo.

“You reached level 300, right? Congratulations.”

He did not expect much.

This desperate situation.

He wondered if anything could change just because he reached level 300.

Meanwhile, Tae-hoon handed over the promised top-quality Orichalcum.

“We still managed to make it into the top 5.”

And Hyun-soo received it.

“I hope we meet again next time, oh right. And you really won’t tell us the secret?”

They asked together.

What was the secret behind Blacksmith Hyun’s legend?

Rumble-

[58 seconds.]

Hyun-soo, looking at them, smiled faintly.

“I was envious.”

He stepped forward, looking at the three.

[54 seconds.]

“Of you, getting off the plane to applause.”

Everyone looked at Hyun-soo.

“I meant it when I said I was a fan. And I have always hoped.”

[50 seconds.]

“That one day, I too would be recognized like you. Of course, I didn’t know about these hardships.”

Hyun-soo, now beside Hye-ji, looked past the transparent wall at the Lycans.

[48 seconds.]

[45 seconds.]

[44 seconds.]

A black mineral surged up above him.

Squeak-

Tae-hoon, Han-ul, and Hye-ji looked at him with puzzled expressions.

It was the top-quality Orichalcum.

“Sorry to say this in such a situation.”

Hyun-soo grimaced with a bitter smile.

“I have also given my best in my field.”

[40 seconds.]

They soon saw the refined mineral being rapidly purified. Tae-hoon looked on in astonishment, thinking about Hyun-soo’s statement that he had given his best in his field.

“Could it be that this secret is…!”

They had thought Hyun-soo had some special skill or a unique class.

Hyun-soo smiled wryly and said, “That’s right. I am a true blacksmith.”

***

Having revealed his identity, Hyun-soo left them astounded behind him. Top-quality Orichalcum. Wasn’t it too precious to use for a quick job? No, it wasn’t. Hyun-soo had just reached level 300.

[Congratulations.]

[You have reached level 300.]

This resulted in numerous notifications.

[You gain 15 points in all stats.]

[Job quest…]

[…]

[…]

[…]

[A new skill of the God Blacksmith is unlocked.]

Ding!

[You acquire God’s Special Emergency Crafting.]

(God’s Special Emergency Crafting)

Active Skill

Grade: God

Level: None

Penalty: None

Effects:

– Artifacts crafted through emergency crafting can be permanently retained.

– Can only be used once every three months.

The refined mineral in front of Hyun-soo is quickly forged.

Squeak-

The blade, heated to redness, finally reveals its color.

A sword whose blade, resembling the color of Orichalcum, is made of black metal.

[28 seconds.]

Crunch-

Finally, a character is branded onto the sword that is connected to the grip.

This sword isn’t derived from any story.

It is a sword thought by Hyun-soo to be crafted with the best materials exclusively for him.

It is created through skills that transcend his understanding and effort comparable to Han-ul, Hye-ji, and Tae-hoon.

The character branded on the slightly curved sword emits light.

Supreme Blade (至尊刀).

The pinnacle achieved by the best blacksmith and the best mineral.

Finally, as Hyun-soo grasps the sword, a sound echoes.

[A second masterpiece is written…]

Ding!

[A masterpiece can only be crafted once every three months.]

Masterpiece (力作).

It meant his life’s best work.

Moreover, having seen various masterpieces from other blacksmiths, Hyun-soo knew that the notification of a masterpiece itself also had the function of enhancing the artifact.

However, Hyun-soo was not at all flustered.

He had already confirmed this fact in the blacksmith Ares community.

Instead, he put on a deliberately arrogant and confident expression.

‘This game gives rewards commensurate with the efforts made.’

Thus, Hyun-soo smiled confidently.

‘This is my greatest masterpiece, a sword that’s hard to come by again in Ares.’

His confidence was met with notifications.

[This is the most perfect sword that only you can craft.]

[Nobody can deny your story.]

[The system ignores the limitations.]

The notification was about to say that a second masterpiece had been written.

The notification changes.

[Your own masterpiece (力作) is written.]

[It is a legend beyond legends.]

“Get up.”

[7 seconds.]

Hyun-soo extends the newly crafted Supreme Blade.

A black current flowed from his sword.

[6 seconds.]

A confident smile crossed Hyun-soo’s face as he checked the details of the sword.

That smile was similar to the one he had just shown, challenging the system’s limits with an arrogant, “Think you can stop this?”

[5 seconds.]

Suddenly, next to the genius blacksmith, three other geniuses stood side by side.

[2 seconds.]

And the genius blacksmith, who had not been seen in the light, grasped the sword with both hands and coolly said,

“Let’s go take first place.”

[The barrier is lifted.]

[This is the final challenge.]

The story of the four geniuses was beginning.

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Act 98

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Thud, thud.

In a dimly lit study, a figure was pacing around in a flurry. Archdeacon Garoth, with a deeply furrowed brow, opened his mouth with an irritated voice, continually glancing out the window.

“Why haven’t the Black Guards made any contact!”

His words, like a challenge, made the attending guards nearby flinch.

“It doesn’t feel right, Archdeacon.”

One of the guards, despite his fear, spoke up.

“What do you mean it doesn’t feel right?”

“The Black Guards follow not only you, Archdeacon, but also the orders of other Archdeacons. The ‘Seven Voices Order’ is an institution made as such. If, by any chance, they suspect us of treachery and disclose to other Archdeacons that we have stolen relics from the Sacred Treasury…”

The sight of the trembling guard, filled with fear, was almost pitiful. His words held merit.

However, Garoth couldn’t admit it. Smuggling relics from the Sacred Treasury was a grave offense. While it couldn’t be confirmed as a crime worthy of stripping an Archdeacon of his position, it was enough to shake his authority.

“Wouldn’t it be prudent to temporarily leave the castle to prepare for any unforeseen circumstances?”

It was a reasonable suggestion.

If one were to quietly disappear until the turmoil subsided, it might present an opportunity.

“Are you telling me to run away?”

But Garoth couldn’t accept it. So much effort and investment had gone into reaching his current position. Leaving the castle felt like abandoning all that he had worked for.

“What happened to Idel?”

“There’s been no contact with Idel either.”

“Damn it!”

Uncharacteristically, Garoth bit back a curse. His expectations weren’t high, but with the situation taking a turn for the worse, his own position suddenly felt much weightier.

“Julian…!”

If Idel was indeed dead, there was only one possibility: Julian Crypart Frason, the guard of Prince Ulysses from the Adratian Empire, who had come.

“Enough. Since it’s come to this, I’ll personally…”

“Oh, where are you planning to go, Archdeacon Garoth?”

As Garoth was about to stride towards the ceremony hall, the door to his study swung open, and a woman with her face hidden behind a fan entered.

“Archdeacon Shalana.”

In a low voice, Garoth uttered her name.

“Hoho, don’t be too serious. It’s already awkward enough with your stern face and age showing, isn’t it?”

“Thanks for your concern.”

“Well, we’re both Archdeacons, aren’t we?”

Covering her face with the fan, she smiled with her eyes.

Garoth knew she didn’t mean ‘both’ Archdeacons, but he played along.

“So, what brings you here?”

“Hoho, don’t you already know?”

“Well, I’m not quite sure what you’re referring to.”

Garoth could feel a cold sweat running down his back.

“Didn’t you secretly smuggle a relic from the Sacred Treasury? And not just any relic, but a high-level one.”

“This way of accusing me is quite inconvenient, Shalana.”

“Hoho, accusations? Rather, I find your words uncomfortable. If there were no evidence or witnesses, would I have come here like this?”

Thud!

As she snapped her fingers, a familiar face entered.

“You…”

Among the three Black Guards he had called, she was the one entrusted with monitoring the other Archdeacons.

With an arrogant expression, Shalana leisurely began fanning herself.

“What happened to the guards who conducted the ritual?”

“One seems to be dead. The other one lost consciousness but seems like they can serve as a witness.”

“……”

“Oh my, how fortunate.”

Click.

Shalana smiled faintly as she folded her fan.

“And not only that, embezzlement, leaking of confidential information, suspicion of assassinating a loose priest, and so on… You’ve been quite busy.”

“W-What… How many accusations are you going to throw at me…!”

“Even using the relic smuggled on the Imperial Fourth Prince Ulysses.”

Garoth’s vision darkened at Shalana’s continuation.

How did it come to this? Originally, these were things that could have been buried in the darkness, but what was the reason for it turning out like this?

‘Too… Hasty.’

From an ordinary devotee to committing all sorts of atrocities to rise to the position of Archdeacon. If exposed, the position he had built up until now would disappear without a trace.

‘A matter of life and death… Hoho.’ 

Like the monologue of the Julian, the position of Archdeacon was made through a matter of life and death. That’s why he became impatient.

With eyes that seemed to see through everything, with two eyes that didn’t even hold emotions, he made hasty decisions.

“Well then, until the trial, let us take charge of Archdeacon Garoth’s safety. Don’t worry too much~ If you’re truly innocent, surely the Sun God will assist Archdeacon Garoth~”

Clack.

With the tail end of her words, Shalana chuckled like a coiling snake.

Just this once, if he could get through this just this once.

He would take revenge.

‘On Shalana, of course! And that damned slit eyed bastard!’

***

Although the only staircase collapsed, fortunately, there was an escape route in the underground. It served as a disposal site for demon corpses, so the ceiling opened and closed to circulate the poison. It was quite high, but for those with a certain level of ability, it wasn’t too difficult to get out of there. After escaping, Ulysses went to the infirmary, while Linne and I went to our lodgings. Throughout the journey, Linne nagged at me to treat my wounds.

“Aren’t you cold even though there’s a hole like that?”

With a slightly gruff but worried tone, Linne asked, but I shook my head.

“I’m fine.”

“…If you say so.”

With a skeptical look, Linne just smiled at me. Go to the infirmary of the Holy Nation looking like this? They would definitely find out that my ‘bandages’ were demonic energy. Then I’d be in even more trouble.

Once again, let me reiterate, the goal of my current life is ‘safety first’. But strangely enough, the pain has significantly subsided, whether it’s due to the pain-relieving effects of Sombra or this pathological aura is causing the ‘pain’. 

[Trait <Amnesia> has transformed into a <New Sword Saint>.]

No, it could possibly be the aftermath of the new characteristic. During the battle with Idel, I could see the text indicating that my trait had changed after using the sword used by the ‘Sword Saint’. 

‘New Sword Saint’

.. It’s a new trait and title. Originally, the term ‘Sword Saint’ has no significance with the qualifier ‘new’. 

The fact that the protagonist of this story was the ‘Sword Saint’, the modifier ‘new’ appearing means it signifies the death of that protagonist.

‘Are you really making me the protagonist?’ 

I couldn’t believe it, but at the same time, I entertained the ‘maybe’ possibility. 

A Sword Saint who neglects his duties and even implants demonic energy into his body can’t become the protagonist.

“I will check Lord Ulysses’s condition and be back.”

Linne’s voice broke my contemplation. Linne went to see Ulysses, who might be receiving treatment elsewhere out of concern. It might be due to the fact that this place is temporarily hostile and there have been many incidents. When she disappeared, the surroundings quieted down. It was an environment conducive to organizing thoughts, but I sensed something. Through ‘mana detection’, I confirmed its identity as a Black Guard.

“Are you here to wrap things up?”

He might be one of the pursuers who had been following me. He probably came under the Archdeacon’s orders. We cooperated underground against a common enemy called ‘demon’, but that might not be the case anymore. Feeling tense, I gripped my sword…

“Sir Julian, or…”

Huh?

“Bishop Julian, I apologize for greeting you so late.”

I felt momentarily dizzy at the Black Guard’s words. Oh my, is there even a Dawn Society’s meddling here?

“I see you’re not surprised. You must have noticed.”

I was just dumbfounded, that’s all.

“How could I not recognize a comrade with the same goal?”

“If you noticed the pursuit and stayed quiet, it must have been because of that.”

No, the reason I stayed quiet was purely to avoid any disturbances…

“If not for that, you wouldn’t even be alive to converse with me now. Hoho.”

Even so, I decided to encourage his imagination. After all, it was somewhat ‘Julian-like’ and not entirely unprofitable. 

Glug. 

Upon swallowing my warning, the Black Guard, familiar with my warnings, revealed something. A purple symbol representing fear. 

‘Even knowing that I have three holes in my body, you react like this…’ 

Honestly, speaking, the people of the Holy Nation were a bit insensitive to the name ‘Julian’, which was somewhat regrettable.

Now, am I becoming ‘Julian-like’ too? 

“That being said, the fact that there’s a member of the Dawn Society here…”

Just how far do their roots extend? 

“What happened to the Archdeacon who caused us so much trouble?” 

So the Archdeacon did this? I indirectly probe the Black Guard with a metaphorical expression.

“Currently, Archdeacon Shalana has secured Archdeacon Garoth’s safety due to the crime of smuggling artifacts.” 

As expected, it was indeed the Archdeacon’s doing. Moreover, it turns out Archdeacon Garoth, who even baptized Ulysses directly, was involved. 

Just as Ulysses sought peace with the Holy Nation, Garoth must have thought of the Empire’s prince. Was he trying to strengthen that line of thought by dropping a hint or two?

“I apologize. I should have informed you sooner or taken action, but there were many eyes around.” 

“It’s alright. Dealing with espionage is like walking on thin ice.” 

“… Thanks for understanding.” 

Understanding my foot! I almost died!

“By the way, knowing that all of this was Archdeacon Garoth’s doing… And the battle you fought in solitude during the duel was also part of the plan.” 

The Black Guard affiliated with the Dawn Society opened his mouth with a slightly admiring tone. 

“That solitude battle is something the Sword Saint created for his own safety. Since you completely overturned such a solitary battle…”

What kind of nonsense is this again? 

That solitary battle was created not by the Archdeacon but by ‘Hayden Reich’?

‘He’s going all out. What a lunatic.’ 

The one obsessed with power is ‘Julian,’ but in reality, having experienced it firsthand, the Sword Saint is not to be underestimated. Indeed, it was the ‘player’ who, through choices, made the Sword Saint seem like a virtuous sage, but originally his methods are ruthless beyond measure. Still, I really liked the ‘Sword Saint’ I chose. 

“Archbishop, no, Grand Archbishop Tenellon will also be satisfied.” 

I didn’t do it for his satisfaction. I only did it to survive. But since things have turned out this way, what does it matter? Let’s just give a little lip service and move on. 

“Of course, it was what needed to be done. It’s all for the cause of the Dawn Society. You’re doing well too.” 

“Thank you for saying so, Sir Julian!” 

A look of respect filled the face of the slightly shrunken Black Guard as his expression brightened. 

*** 

The Sword Saint formed the ‘Battle of Solitude’ to concentrate the demon’s dark energy. The Archdeacon smuggled the sacred relic and pointed his blade at us. These were events of great magnitude, but the most immediate danger to my life right now is this: 

‘Ulysses can’t seem to open his eyes.’ 

The activation of the sacred relic, ‘Engraved Lie,’ has been stopped. However, something might have happened during the preparation process. For example, his head might have been injured or there might be abnormalities in his brain, a vital organ. 

‘If, by any chance, Ulysses cannot wake up…’ 

It’s easy to predict what will happen to me, who came as a guard. No matter how many elder siblings Ulysses has and despite having no claim to the throne, a royal is still a royal, isn’t he? Even if they don’t blame me for a grave crime due to his status, the royal family is full of wolves eager to send me to the guillotine. 

Therefore, if Ulysses cannot open his eyes here or is declared dead, a cold decision must be made. 

‘…….. I might really have to follow the Sword Saint.’ 

Suddenly, while waiting outside, the door to the arena infirmary opened, and Linne, who had been checking on Ulysses’ condition, burst out. 

“Prince Ulysses has awakened!” 

Hmm, fortunately, it seems I don’t need to prepare for exile.

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Round 47

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“This will probably be the last time. We don’t really need it anymore, but I kept it just in case.”

It had been a few days since I last saw Young-seong, and he was beaming with joy.

I heard that his wife’s treatment had ended and she was currently undergoing light rehabilitation.

“That’s great news, brother.”

“It’s all thanks to you. You’re a lifesaver for my wife and me.”

Since she was almost fully recovered, I thought I should visit Young-seong’s house soon. 

They must have gone through a lot, and I wanted to see the two of them living happily together.

‘I never thought my ability would be this helpful. I’m glad I didn’t give up.’

A smile naturally formed on my face.

As Young-seong, who was following my lead, broke into a broad smile, Ara, who was nestled in my arms and observing his expression closely, giggled along.

“Hehe.”

“…Ahem. You’re, you’re cute. How have you been, Ara?”

“Hehehe.”

It seemed that ever since the power measurement last time, Young-seong had been a bit scared of Ara.

I couldn’t understand how he could be scared of such a cute child, but knowing that he was once the head of the Ara Hongryeon Research Department, I understood.

‘He must be a total T-type personality.’

I thought something that might be considered rude as I watched Young-seong struggle with Ara. 

Ara seemed to enjoy subtly teasing him.

She has a mischievous side too.

“By the way, I never imagined that you, Kyu-seong, would end up contracting with Ara Hongryeon, who has ties with me. I never thought about it before…”

“Looking back, I think it’s thanks to you, brother.”

“What? What did I do?”

“You were one of the people who helped me the most when times were tough. You were the biggest help after my family.”

“What nonsense are you talking about? Don’t say things that make the atmosphere weird.”

Despite his awkwardness, his twitching lips were impressive. 

His body was honest, contrary to his words.

“What you did for me was really a small thing compared to what you did. Can that even be compared?”

Please calm your lips before you speak, brother.

Watching him struggle to hold back a smile, I couldn’t help but chuckle.

However, when Ara, who was next to me, mimicked Young-seong’s awkward expression, I finally burst out laughing.

“Pahaha.”

“Hehehe. Kyu-seong Kyu-seong laughs weirdly.”

Don’t say that, Ara.

You look quite mischievous with your giggling face too.

“Oh! Kyu-seong. Come to think of it, I didn’t tell you because I wanted to surprise you, but today…”

Knock, knock!

Just as Young-seong was about to say something, there was a knock at the door.

“Director Choi Young-seong, the guests from the Iron Blood Guild have arrived.”

“The Iron Blood Guild?”

When I tilted my head and looked at Young-seong, he seemed excited, as if he had been expecting this moment.

“Please show them in.”

“Yes, sir.”

The voice outside faded away.

In the meantime, I asked him what was going on.

“The Iron Blood Guild? Did you arrange a meeting?”

“Yes. You know where the Iron Blood Guild is, right?”

“Of course. They’re a rising powerhouse, competing for the top spot in our country with the newly emerging terror guild.”

Ara Hongryeon was impressive enough, but it didn’t have the image of being the best, just symbolic.

However, the Iron Blood Guild, which had just arrived, was undoubtedly considered one of the top guilds in our country.

‘But why did he ask them to come here?’

Thinking I should leave to give them space, I stood up, holding Ara in my arms.

“Hm? Where are you going?”

“It seems like you have an appointment, so I was going to leave first. Oh! May I visit your house sometime?”

“What? How can you leave?”

“Huh? What do you mean by that…?”

At that moment, there was another knock, and the door naturally opened. The guild master of the Iron Blood Guild, whom I had seen on TV or the internet, appeared.

“Huh?”

An elderly man with white hair, Baek Tae-seop, and his aide entered together. 

He was a famous figure, so it was impossible not to recognize him. He was an awakened one who was active on the front lines until about 20 years ago, and now he was more famous as the founder of the Iron Blood Guild.

“Welcome, sir.”

“Oh, yes. How have you been, Young-seong?”

Should I greet him first?

Just as I thought the situation was becoming quite awkward and was about to bow, 

“White hair!”

Ara reacted first.

“Huh? What a cute little lady.”

“Hehe. I am cute. But I’m not a little girl, I’m Ara!”

“Hahaha.”

Baek Tae-seop looked at Ara with a warm gaze, like a grandfather looking at his grandchild. He seemed eager to approach and hold Ara.

“Uh, hello. You are the guild master of the Iron Blood Guild, right?”

“Yes, yes. That’s right. I’m Baek Tae-seop. Nice to meet you.”

“Ah, I’m Lee Kyu-seong. It’s an honor to meet you.”

“I am Ara!”

Thanks to Ara, I managed to greet him naturally. Meanwhile, Ara squirmed out of my arms and approached Baek Tae-seop.

“White hair.”

“Haha, grandpa’s hair is white, right? Do you want to touch it?”

“Yes!”

Baek Tae-seop lifted Ara up as she raised her arms, signaling for him to pick her up. 

Ara then began to tousle Baek Tae-seop’s hair, examining it closely.

“Hehe.”

“Hahaha.”

It truly felt like a grandfather-granddaughter scene. 

The person accompanying Baek Tae-seop looked on nervously, worried that Ara might accidentally do something wrong.

Me? I wasn’t worried.

Ara might look young and cute, but she is quite thoughtful.

‘…Am I being too biased?’

Just then, another person barged in without knocking.

“Oh! Everyone is here!”

“Hanul?”

“Oh, yes! Kyu-seong! Have you finally decided to join our guild? Hahaha! This is great! Welcome to Ara Hongryeon!”

Without paying any attention to Baek Tae-seop right next to him, Hanul blurted out his words and then shouted upon seeing Baek Tae-seop playing with Ara.

“Old man! Aren’t you going to greet me if you’ve arrived?”

“Haha, you’re still as rude as ever, Hanul. Shouldn’t you bow your head first when you see me?”

“Hmph! I don’t know what brings you here suddenly, but just stay around and leave quickly!”

Their words were rough, but their tone suggested they were quite familiar and informal with each other. 

Come to think of it, I heard they used to go on dungeon raids together frequently in the past.

“By the way, is this the first time you’ve met Lee Kyu-seong, who’s here to join Ara Hongryeon Guild?”

“Yes? Yes, that’s correct.”

Suddenly, Baek Tae-seop, still holding Ara, turned his attention to me and asked.

“Hmm, I’ve been quite busy lately, so I haven’t heard much about Mr. Kyu-seong. Would it be impolite to ask about your awakened grade?”

Ah, now that I was joining Ara Hongryeon, it seemed he was curious.

I understood completely.

Even though Ara Hongryeon couldn’t exert the same power as before due to Si-young’s poisoning, it was still one of the top five guilds in the country.

It must have seemed surprising to Baek Tae-seop that Hanul, the Predator, personally acknowledged an awakened one who was joining such a guild.

“Hey! Kyu-seong is ours! Don’t get any ideas!”

“Haha. I was just curious about the new connection. If it makes you uncomfortable, you don’t have to answer, Kyu-seong.”

At that moment, Ara, who was in my arms, shouted.

“Kyu-seong Kyu-seong is amazing! He’s a Great Lord!”

“Huh?”

Surprised by Ara’s sudden declaration, I awkwardly smiled and answered the previous question.

“You might be disappointed, but I am a Level 1 awakened.”

“Level 1?”

Both Baek Tae-seop and his aide looked astonished. Then they quickly apologized, looking embarrassed.

“Oh, it’s not that I’m belittling you, Mr. Kyu-seong. It’s just rare for a Level 1 awakened to join Ara Hongryeon. It’s actually impressive.”

I had expected a bit more arrogance from the head of the Iron Blood Guild, but he showed none of that towards a Level 1 awakened like me.

Feeling good, I waved my hand dismissively.

“No worries. It’s just that Ara Hongryeon saw potential in me.”

“Hmm, hard to believe. I think you must have some quite unique abilities beyond being a Level 1.”

Baek Tae-seop’s eyes suddenly sharpened.

Up until then, he had looked like a kindly neighborhood grandfather, but now he seemed like the fierce leader of the Iron Blood Guild.

“That’s enough, old man. Stop prying.”

Hanul stepped in, blocking Baek Tae-seop’s line of sight. Then the aide, who seemed to be his secretary, stepped forward coldly.

“Mr. Kang Hanul, please refrain from being rude to our president. There are limits to our patience.”

“Oh? What will you do if you run out of patience? Do you want to fight?”

The atmosphere suddenly turned tense.

I glanced at Young-seong, but he seemed uninterested in the argument, busy gathering something.

Papers? Documents? Anyway, he was dealing with some papers and had his laptop open, working on something else.

“Why are you fighting?”

Ara, still in Baek Tae-seop’s arms, tilted her head in confusion.

The tense atmosphere quickly melted away.

“It’s nothing. We were just playing around.”

“Get along well.”

With an overly serious demeanor, Ara crossed her arms and advised everyone. Seeing this, Baek Tae-seop’s expression softened.

“Ah, how wonderful it would be to have a granddaughter like our Ara.”

Mr. Tae-seop? ‘Our’ Ara?

As I watched with wide eyes, Baek Tae-seop changed the topic and asked me a question.

“But Kyu-seong, you brought your daughter here. That’s unusual.”

“Daughter…”

It’s understandable.

Hanul and Young-seong, who knew Ara’s true identity, chuckled.

“Hmm? Is she not your daughter?”

Baek Tae-seop, puzzled by my ambiguous response and their chuckling, asked again.

Then Ara spoke up.

“Kyu-seong Kyu-seong is a lord! Umm… he’s a daddy!”

“Yes. I am her dad.”

I haven’t married, nor do I have a girlfriend, but Ara is indeed my daughter, of course.

From the beginning, Ara called me dad when we first met. Though she is much older than me.

‘She said she was 3,500 years old…’

Whether it was a joke or serious, I vaguely remember her mumbling that.

“Oh, you got married young.”

“Yes? Yes, well…”

Thud.

At the sudden noise, I turned my gaze to see Guild Master Han Seok-jun and Jeong So-yeon standing by the door.

When did they arrive?

“Ara is Kyu-seong’s daughter?”

Before even greeting, Jeong So-yeon’s surprised voice filled the reception room.

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