I see your code (125)
“… … .”
Dick didn’t say anything for a while. Because he couldn’t be sure of exactly what he had heard.
‘Are you in 3rd grade?’
Even if I re-pronounced it in my head, I still couldn’t feel it.
The only thing that had to be done was that, until recently, Dante was in the middle of the 4th grade. If you hit it high, you don’t have the upper-middle-level magic power.
It is normal for it to take at least three years to get to level 3 at that level, no matter how famous you are. But to achieve that in just over a month.
‘I’d rather believe that disaster has sneaked in after Lord Dante.’
With that thought in mind, Duke tried to detect Dante’s magic. It was something I should have done earlier, but I had lost my mind and forgot about what I had done.
And soon after the detection was over, he couldn’t help but open his mouth in shock.
‘… … It’s really a third grade.’
I couldn’t believe it, so I checked it over and over again and the result was the same. Level 3, which begins to be classified as high-level. It wasn’t just a fresh entry, it was a fairly mature level of mid-to-lower level.
“… … What did you do?”
Dike asked without having to hide his trembling voice.
“Unless you suddenly receive a blessing from God… … No, even if I was blessed by the gods, this makes no sense… … .”
“It wasn’t God, but it was blessed with capital.”
“… … The blessing of capital?”
Dante silently nodded at Duke’s words.
“okay. Do you know that I have been to the capital this time?”
“I know, but… … .”
“The purpose was to participate in the Obsidian auction. A lot of good stuff came out this time. Thanks to that, I spent over 100,000 gold just to buy the ingredients for the elixir.”
Dante said in a calm voice, as if nothing special. But when Duke heard this, he couldn’t hide his absurd expression.
‘So, you’re saying you’ve reached level 3 by taking the elixir?’
If someone you don’t know hears it, you’ll wonder what it’s like, but it wasn’t that simple.
First of all, regardless of whether 100,000 gold is an amount that can be said so casually, it is a common common sense that level 4 is actually the end of being able to raise the level with the power of an elixir.
The reason is very simple. If it is simply an elixir that boosts the flow of 3rd grade magical power, it is because the body cannot withstand the pressure in the first place.
It’s not that there weren’t any people who bet on the odds at all, but it’s usually lucky for every coin. If it’s bad, your body will explode.
What’s even more surprising is that it’s a standard when you eat a little bit with the long-term use of several years in mind. Not a ridiculous period like a month.
Dike opened his mouth slowly as he felt his common sense collapse.
“Is that one of Iron-sama’s secrets?”
It was no secret that quite a few of the people he was taking died during training. Since Iron himself has been publicly telling him not to come unless he has that kind of determination.
However, little is known about the contents of the training. This is because the students who survived were so busy that if they asked anything about it at that time, they would flirt like crazy people.
‘If it is forcibly feeding the elixir, the number of deaths and the attitude of the students are understandable.’
Second, whether it is ethical.
When Duke looked at him with a slightly suspicious look, Dante shook his head.
“There is no use of elixir in Master’s training methods. Because he doesn’t need that.”
“Then Sir Dante’s achievements… … ?”
“It’s just that my body withstands the pressure of the elixir. It is not that there is some novel secret or that the elixir is ignorantly beaten.”
It’s a fight that he knows enough about what he was imagining. But there was not a moment when Dick was embarrassed by those words. Because he was distracted by another story Dante had told him.
“… … You ate enough to raise your grade in just one month, and your body can withstand the pressure?”
“It’s exactly one day. I’ve been eating little by little since yesterday, so I’ve been lucky.”
“… … .”
If I listen quietly, one more drink pops up. It was hard to believe even a month’s story, not to mention one day. The moment Dake was about to say something.
“If you don’t believe it, open it.”
Dante intervened first and pointed to a barrel. Even in this mess, it looked like it had been treated with magic.
“Did you have the elixir that you drank by any chance?”
“okay.”
“… … What I don’t believe is that it is about the body that can withstand the elixir, not that such elixir exists.”
“You should check the amount of elixir left in the barrel and the concentration of magic power. You don’t think I would have left that in foam, would you?”
“… … It is not.”
Dike murmured and moved closer to the barrel that Dante was pointing to. and gulp. After swallowing dry saliva, he opened the lid with a nervous look.
“Ugh!”
As soon as the lid was opened, Dake let out a moan at the intense heat of magical power that flowed from within.
‘… … This is at a level that makes me wonder if I can make it even if I put all the elixir I’ve seen and heard.’
If you take even one sip of this, you will most likely immediately collapse. Even the very few humans who have trained their craftsmanship will soon become bad people.
‘Certainly, the concentration itself is not strange enough to pass even through a 3rd grader… … .’
The problem is how much you eat and the body that can sustain it. Putting the latter aside for now, the former can be identified right now. Dike put his face into the barrel to check the remaining elixir.
One minute passes like that.
Dike, who was looking inside, pulled out his head with a confused expression and looked at Dante.
“… … Not a single drop is left. Is this some kind of prank you prepared to make fun of me?”
“I never thought I’d look like such a helpless person.”
Dante gave a rare grin and shrugged his shoulders.
“It is only natural that there is nothing left inside.”
“… … no way.”
Dake repeated the words he had said earlier with a shocked expression. I’m not normally a person who is easily surprised, but since I met Dante, this has happened frequently. Well, because Dante used to do things he couldn’t believe.
“You must have guessed correctly this time.”
Dante sat on the edge of the bed, where one of his legs had been blown away, looking at Dake’s astonished face. And then laughed again.
“As you think, I have consumed all the elixir in that barrel. In just one day.”
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Dake nags for a while and then walks away. It was so severe that for a moment I felt as if I had become a mother-in-law.
what did you say You have to drink the elixir over a period of several years, is it the most expensive suicide method in the world to get rid of it in a short period of time?
But even when I was in 5th or 4th grade, I had never drank an elixir like that. We need to grow right now, but we can’t see the distant future, can we?
Well, the concentration and amount are at a level that is regrettable compared to now.
“Whew… … .”
In fact, I was a little risky this time too. By the time I drank my last glass, I was almost in the mood for a coin.
Normally, I would not have taken such a risk, but now that this is the time, I wanted to improve my skills even a little.
Anyway, while it was barely subsiding, Duke attacked it. People are bound to be sensitive.
“… … Still, I think the attack was a little harsh.”
I’ll have to apologize later. It wasn’t my fault, but he didn’t do it with malice either.
With that in mind, as I was packing my bags to move into the room, I heard a murmur outside.
what? This is an alley where people don’t usually go. It’s too late to come here to hear the fuss Dake has made. The distance is also quite far.
I was curious about what he was talking about, so I improved my hearing with my psychic powers. Even though I didn’t use a lot of it, I could hear the voice very well because the wall was cool.
“Look. The knights stationed here suddenly became extremely busy, do you know what is going on?”
“Shh! Don’t speak too loudly. Because everyone is sensitive.”
“… … Do you think something is wrong?”
The man who was answering hesitated for a moment, so there was no voice for a while. Then, only after the person asking the question urges him to open his mouth.
“I don’t know for sure, so don’t go anywhere and tell me you heard it. If you don’t do it, your neck might be cut off.”
“… … Is it that serious? Stop being scared and tell me.”
The man sighed heavily.
“Severity is usually not serious. Because almost one guild was annihilated.”
“… … Is the size of a single knight group annihilated? What the hell is that?”
“Do you know how many knights who came to stop the monster wave are scattered?”
“Of course you know that. three hundred in this city. And one hundred men each in the temporary fortresses to the west and east. I remember that maybe it was. Am I right?”
At that, the man’s voice sounded slightly startled.
“I know more than you think. Just like that. It’s inefficient to put that much power in one place, so I guess that’s why.”
“It has become such a trivial thing, so why are the knights doing that? Did you get any requests for assistance from one of those fortresses?”
“How lucky you are if you ask for support.”
The man sighed a little. It was probably guarding the surroundings. After a while like that, he lowered his voice as hard as he could. It’s such a dangerous story. I also improved my hearing by adding horn power to my ears.
“It wasn’t a request for assistance, it was said that a survivor of the West Fortress had just arrived. Even with the limbs torn apart one by one.”
“… … survivor? What the hell is that?”
“What do you mean? It means that the fortress collapsed without even calling for assistance.”
“What? But I do know that each fortress is in charge of second-class knights. Could it be that the wave was so strong that the second-class knight barely saved his life?”
The muttering voice asked me as if it was ridiculous, and then he clicked his tongue.
“Who says that a passerby doesn’t believe it? I asked him because he had a connection with the Knights, but he is writing a novel by himself.”
“Believe it or not. I was just saying what I heard. And when did I say that the second-class knight came back alive?”
“… … What else is that?”
“It means the survivors are not second-class knights.”
The man spoke in a hoarse voice.
“The second-class knight changed his name just like the other knights. I can’t even tell you about the situation here.”
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