Tactical Stock (2)
The fairy, who understood Chris’ intentions, raised both hands with her red-green eyes flashing.
Then divine radiance breaks through the leaves and pours over Chris’s head.
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Messages like this and that obscure your view, and new strength springs up in your body.
Nakboros, Tyrone, and Illesis calmly appreciated the rare spectacle.
“Whoa. I’m done with this. Then I’ll just go back. Please continue to grow the Epic class by accumulating valuable experiences.”
“for a moment! Is there anyone other than me who has an Epic class?”
Chris hurriedly asked the fairy before it left for another dimension.
Judging by the guy’s behavior, it seemed that he was not under the control of the evil spirit.
So it would be good to get the information you can get.
The fairy frowned slightly, but answered as if patronizing.
“Not in the last 500 years. However, there are a few users who have reached nearly full Epic XP. It looks like someone unlocked the status window, but I don’t know about that… I guess I’ll be a bit busy thanks to you.”
“okay? i get it. thank you.”
Chris, who was seeing off the fairy who disappeared in an instant, fell into trouble for a while.
Apparently, he was not the only player who received the gift from the evil god Argal.
If there is a player who is worthy of being seen by Argal other than himself, the prime minister comes to mind first.
‘This isn’t very good…’ … .’
Chris, who was pessimistic, hardened his expression, and Elesis approached him and said as if comforting him.
“Well, don’t be like that, let’s try an experiment! Shouldn’t you try it?”
“okay. where once… … .”
It wasn’t long before Chris found what he was looking for as he read through the descriptions of the epic class and the god-haters.
A skill that seals the status window of other players.
It is an ability that has a similar effect to the Divine Punishment of the Church Union.
“Hey, Tyrone. Come and see.”
“what? Are you sure you’re not trying to experiment on me?”
“There are no other players besides you. Don’t worry, since the skill level is still low, it can’t be permanently sealed.”
“No, relax and sleep… Yaya!”
Chris used his newfound abilities without listening to Tyrone’s protests.
“Sacred seal.”
“profit!”
When the newly acquired skill was activated, an unpleasant black orb flew from Chris’ hand.
It is about the size of a soccer ball, and can be freely maneuvered, but its projectile speed is slow.
I can’t measure it properly, but I don’t think it will come out roughly 40km/h.
11 m/s when converted into seconds. It’s a speed that cuts 100 meters in 9 seconds… To guys as good as Chris and Tyrone, they seem to be crawling rather than flying.
“This, who would welcome something like this!”
Tyrone, who was very nervous, reflexively threw his dagger, and the orb pierced by the blade shattered and melted into the air.
Chris glared at him and activated the skill once again.
“You have to fit in. Divine seal!”
“You bastard, really don’t do this… … .”
Tyrone gritted his teeth and greeted the sphere.
With an expression as if he were drinking poison, he groaned briefly and knelt down on one knee.
As the vitality and magic provided by the status window disappeared, a strong sense of exhaustion struck his whole body.
He quickly got up and shouted as if in a fit.
“Pierce the shadows! Shadow Assault!”
“Well, it looks like it worked.”
Tyrone’s vocalization was impeccable, but the skill did not activate.
He glares at Chris and weeps.
“When will this be released? You don’t have to offer epic items like last time, do you?”
“calm down. The default is one week, but they say it depends on the opponent’s strength.”
“This week!”
Now Tyrone looks like he’s about to burst into foam at any moment.
Illesis, who was watching the two of them experiment, let out a gasping sound from the side.
“A week seems too short. Wouldn’t it be useful for at least a month?”
“Elesis! Even you… … .”
Chris laughs bitterly as Tyrone rips at his chest, sounding like Caesar.
“It’s shorter than expected, but it’s only level 1, so… Hey, don’t cry.”
Chris’s palms collided briefly, and power returned to Tyrone’s body.
Originally, I was thinking of testing how long it would last, but I didn’t think I could bear it because Tyrone looked like he was going to commit suicide at any moment.
Recovering the status window, Tyrone sighed deeply in relief.
“ha… lived Can you unlock that earlier?”
“Isn’t it funny that I can’t solve it even though it’s my skill? Anyway, how the hell do you use this… … ?”
Chris groaned as he created another black orb.
The effect of the skill is certain, but it is too dull to use.
If I could use multiple of them at once, I’d spray them like bullets… Multiple triggers were not possible at this time.
While thinking about this and that, the sphere he shot over the lake lost its power and scattered.
Illesis muttered, estimating the approximate distance.
“Is the range roughly 200m?”
“I’m not going to shoot, I’m going to hit you close. Well, it’s because it’s fast. Or maybe it would be faster for me to throw the generated orb myself… … .”
After completing the rough experiment, the party decided to return to the lord’s castle.
Nakboros, who seems to be in a good mood because of the good view, sees them off.
“Go back. I will see your face from time to time in the future.”
“thank you for helping.”
After shaking hands lightly, Chris climbed on top of the ghost horse and headed for the lord’s castle.
By the time we reached the gate, the sun had completely set, but the guards had not yet closed the gate.
Tyrone felt satisfied when he saw the gate slowly closing after he entered.
“Do the guards here know anything?”
“Hey, can’t we really test it? You just have to wait a week or so.”
“no!”
“Don’t do that, but cooperate a little… … .”
Tyrone flinched as Illesis spoke in a low voice.
But even so, he did not nod.
Upon reaching the lord’s castle, Chris threw himself onto the bed.
The drowsiness he felt for the first time in a while plunged his whole body deep into the soft sheet.
* * *
In the courtyard of Yeongju Castle, with its back against the rising sun, stood the horse of an early visitor.
Chris, who woke up at the same time as usual, listened to Baren’s report and turned back to the restaurant.
“Good night, my lord. A messenger from the capital of Basilonia has arrived and is waiting for the lord.”
“capital? what else did you do?”
If it was a messenger sent from the capital, there was nothing else to guess.
When Chris looked at Baren suspiciously, Baren shook his head.
“Please. I was just reporting what happened here.”
“Last time, I was just reporting that I had come… done. Let’s hear a story.”
Chris responded in a barbed tone and headed straight to the permanent residence.
The messenger who had been waiting for him to come first greeted him on the podium.
He skips over the obvious greeting and asks the other person as if brushing it off.
“You worked hard to come a long way. So, what news have you brought?”
“His Majesty of Basilonia has conferred titles on Count Vector’s colleagues. Miss Elesis Elgrain was given the title of baronet, and Tyrone Greyhood was given the title of baronet.”
“huh? To me and Elesis?”
“ah… … .”
While the recipients of the title were perplexed, Chris quickly grasped the situation.
His comrades also deserved the title as they played an active part in the war against the Empire.
It’s not that difficult to bestow a low-level title like a baronet anyway.
It is unusual to be granted such a large estate as Chris, but these titles have often been conferred before.
“It’s nice to be given a title, but why am I the only one who’s a baronet?”
When Tyrone lowers his voice to complain, Varen soothes him.
“Illesis-nim is from a baron family in Seidran, so giving him a rank below the baronet level is sensible.”
“ah… Then there is nothing you can do.”
Tyrone easily understood Baren’s explanation and went downstairs to conduct the ceremony.
It seems that Illesis has no intention of rejecting the title of Basilonia.
Because Baren, a servant of the king, bestowed the award by proxy, the ceremony was not very grand.
Still, the parties seem to be quite satisfied.
Baren explains the benefits and duties of a Basilonia nobleman and proceeds with the event.
The ceremony was over and by the time the messenger returned, the sun had already risen in the sky.
As Chris is eating a snack, Varen harasses him again.
“Younglord. Now, slowly, the sentence of Yeongji… … .”
“Oh right! Sorry. I forgot.”
Chris took out a piece of leather he had prepared in advance and handed it to Baren.
A shield-shaped pattern was drawn on the small piece.
A fairly simple, yet catchy sign.
Baren saw it and was genuinely impressed.
“This is really good. Is it a pattern that was used elsewhere?”
“Tommel Kingdom, a country that was destroyed hundreds of years ago, so you can just use it.”
The know-how contained in that simple pattern belonged to the Knights of the Shield, to which Gearic belonged.
Illesis, who was eating next to her, sees it and becomes slightly uneasy.
“Isn’t that a bit like this? If you find out that you have a relationship with Gearic-sama while using the shield knight’s crest… … .”
“Hey, who would recognize this?”
Chris, taken aback by Illesis’ words, waved his hand a little and pushed forward with his opinion.
He is afraid of being discovered as a collaborator of the Demon King, but he is even more afraid of being disappointed by Gearrick.
Soon after, Baren went out with a piece of leather, and the servants of the lord’s castle quickly started making flags.
* * *
Elgar, who was marching south, got off the wagon after a long time.
The sunbeams under the clear sky tickled her eyes, but she quickly turned her head away.
The dead lined up around the carriage did not shrink at all even under the sunlight.
What came into the demon king’s field of view were vegetation, canyons, and familiar-looking corpses.
At some point, her forces reached the tip of the south-central region.
The lady-in-waiting, who quickly got off the carriage, guided her.
“Master, as you commanded, we have arrived at the heart of the body. If you go there, you will be able to contact the Chest God.”
At the end of the lady-in-waiting’s gaze, with her head lowered, was a shabby hut.
At first glance, it looks like an abandoned dwelling, but even taking that into consideration, there is no sense of life to the point of being strange.
Should I say it feels like a model seen in a museum rather than a house that was actually used?
With a gesture of her hand, she blew up the cabin and found a cellar hidden in the floor.
“Looks like you’ve come to the right place. That arrogant chest spread out such a poor stomach… Even so, it seems that you are afraid of revealing your whereabouts, don’t you? Good work.”
“thank you. me, but… May the lowly attendant dare to say something?”
Even at the moment the maid spoke, she looked into Elgar’s eyes with hesitation several times.
The Demon King allowed it as a reward for this work.
“What is it?”
“I’m sorry to inform you, but I wonder if the master is in a bit too much of a hurry. Argal, the God of Mischief, is an opponent that even the owner cannot easily see, but attacking its base without any special preparation… … .”
“Reckless? I know.”
Elgar smiled lightly at the maid’s concern, then rolled up her sleeves after feeling a slight pain.
A long, thin incontinence was drawn on her right arm.
It looks like pottery is breaking.
Soon, a long, thin finger caresses the crack.
The wound healed in the blink of an eye, but Elgar’s expression did not return to normal.
She murmurs disgruntledly in a disapproving voice.
“But I don’t have time. This body is also half a year long at least. In this case, you have to strain a little. You will be guarding the outside with Gearrick.”
When her name fell, the death knights, except for Gearrick, moved to escort their master.
As the armed knights descend into the cabin’s cellar, Elgar follows them.
Gearrick sent off his master by exhaling demonic energy through the slit of his helmet.