Walk Through the Labyrinth of Another World With an Angel 36

Chapter 36 - Growth

"... You really..."


Robin is speechless as he looks at Jun's dagger making a driving sound.

His eyes were full of surprise, bewilderment, disgust, and a little jealousy.


In response to Robin's reaction, Fortuna carefully sent her thoughts.
For reference, the idea is an additional effect of the soul string connected between Jun and Fortuna, through which the two can exchange thoughts at any time.


'Jun, aren't you a little too good this time?'


'I'm regretting it too. But honestly, it's unfair!'


Creating a pseudocore is very difficult, Robin said.

Because of that, Jun decided to use Realize right away on his first attempt.


If it's that difficult, he won't succeed right away even if he uses Real Rise.
Jun thought so.


However, Jun was underestimating the effects of Realize.

Realize made his imagination come true as easily as if he dared ignore himself.


It was a happy but also burdensome miscalculation.


"Jun, do you know how long it usually takes for a beginner in external reinforcement to form a pseudo-core?"


"Uh... A week?"


"A month and a half. At the earliest it can be a month, at the latest it can take two or three months. Even though time is only invested in external reinforcement."


". Haha, I guess I'm a lot faster."


"The speed is... Hu~. Done. Even if I say it, my mouth only hurts. Instead, try other weapons as well."


Following Robin's words, Jun took out all the weapons in subspace and formed pseudocores in them one by one.


Of course, using Realize.

Since you've already succeeded once, it's strange to fail now.


The result... Well, there was no need to say it.


"... I have nothing to say. Aside from everything else, even the shield and gauntlet were successful."


The difficulty of forming a pseudocore increases exponentially as the size and structure of the equipment become more difficult.

Therefore, even an expert could not easily form a pseudo-core inside a large shield and a gauntlet with joints.


Well, that's definitely true.


Jiing~

Looking at the shield making a driving sound, Robin shook his head.
He was now beyond shocked by the unbelievable reality after seeing what was happening one after another.


""Ha~""


"..."


"... Why?"


"Why are you sighing?"


Robin looked dumbfounded at Jun, who sighed at the same time as he did.

Instead of answering, Jun awkwardly scratched his head.


'There was so little impact... If I told you that I exhaled because I was disappointed, you would definitely get angry, right?'


The aurors of this world, Lumen, were overly faithful to their original roles.

Therefore, no matter how many auras were given to the equipment, it only increased the equipment's performance and could not create the brilliantly shining swords or self-defense weapons that appear in novels and comics.


Jun was so sorry about that.

Although I didn't have a passion for swords or spears, I had a passion for freely wielding brilliant weapons, so I wanted to try it at least once.


'Even God has no romance. Of course, efficiency is important, but style is also important in its own way.'


In the past, Fortuna explained to Jun, who was depressed after hearing that he had no sword skills or self-defense skills.


It is said that all supernatural abilities that exist in the world originate from the creator god of the world.

So, once the Creator God sets the framework for this ability, the Creator God's creatures have no choice but to follow that framework, so they should give up the shining (sword skills or self-defense skills).


She also said that it only has a shiny exterior and the efficiency is literally shit.

She also added, "Why waste away good weapons and armor and uselessly classify Aurors?"

Jun could not accept and felt repulsion when she was told to just give up because it was God's decision.


In his opinion, it was much more efficient to strengthen quality equipment than to sharpen shapeless aurors.


'But giving up style altogether is a bit...'


Jun lamented inwardly.

Fortuna seemed to have noticed this and urged him.


'Jun, you were talking about romance and style again. I told you it was useless.'


'But...'


'But what? Don't ever think like that again. Anyway, it's a kid.'


'It's a kid. Beeh~'


A 37-year-old man disguised as a 10-year-old kid acted like he was 10 years old and made the other person angry.

The other angel, who must have been alive for a thousand years, couldn't hold back and stuck out his tongue in the same way.


Robin, who didn't know the true nature of the two people, found it cute, but Bright, who was watching from heaven, shook his head as if he was pitiful.

"Jun, let's stop joking around and continue training."


"Yep, sorry."


Robin stood up from her seat and warned June.
Jun hurriedly put the weapons he had taken out into the space and then stood up after him.

When Jun finished preparing, Robin took the sword back from its sheath.
Soon his sword began to howl 'jiing~'.


"All the aura injected after the formation of the pseudocore is used to strengthen the equipment. Usually, auras are injected without overheating the auror core, so try that."


Jun nodded and activated the Auror Core to the point of overheating.
The surrounding mana was sucked into the auror core with terrifying force, and was soon converted into auror and hovered around the core.


Skill-Realize


Then, Jun activated the skill.

The psychic energy that permeated the psychic core spread out and was absorbed into the auror.


According to the will contained in the psychic, the Auror took Jun's hand and headed to the sword, creating a new home (pseudocore) within it.


Jiing~

A pseudocore that lets out a clear cry as if announcing its presence.

As if reacting to the sound, the aurors that came over immediately began to spin around the pseudocore.


Like wind from a typhoon, the aura spread throughout the sword.

Cutting power, durability, and the essence of the sword itself have all been strengthened.


Hum. A sword made by the entire sword vibrating finely.

It felt as if the sword was happily crying, so Jun smiled happily.


"It seems like it has definitely been strengthened. Now, let's look at the reinforcement rate. I will swing the sword at three of you, so swing the sword so that it clashes at the timing when I swing the sword."


"Yes!"


"Ruler. One, two, three!"


Chang!!!

The sound of the collision, louder than ever, echoed through the mountain.

The mountain birds flew up in surprise, and Hennie, who was lounging around on the magic circle, stuck her head out through her window to see what was going on.

Jejeok

At that time, Jun's sword, which seemed fine at first glance, cracked.

Seeing that the crack went from the outer edge of the sword face to the middle, it seemed like it could not be used again.


On the other hand, Robin's sword that clashed with his was intact.

Jun frowned at Ami.


"Hey guy, don't make that face. No matter how talented you are, you have just picked up a weapon. How can you be on par with me, who has been an adventurer for ten years? The person who will be offended is me, not you. From the beginning, I thought smashing it was impossible, but I thought it would break it in two, but it was only gold."


Even as he said that, Robin's expression seemed calm.

There were so many things that I couldn't believe, so now I feel like I've been completely liberated.


"Okay, just raise your sword properly. Please check."


"Yes, here."


"Hmm, this much gold would be completely 'blue'. Anyway, it's a monster."


"Blue?"


Jun tilted his head at the sudden mention of color.

Robin stopped looking at Jun's sword and explained the color.


"The wise man's arrangement is not only a leap forward in growth. To prevent adventurers from overestimating their abilities, he created a magic tool to measure the level of their abilities and donated it to the guild that manages the labyrinth."


"Ah, so my level of supernormal ability is at the blue level. "What level is that?"


"Red, Joo, No, Cho, Pa, Nam, Bo. Magic tools are divided into seven colors, and the closer they are to red, the higher the level is. Among them, blue is the color that only those who can do their job properly and have the skills to truly be called adventurers can wear."


"Oh! It was a higher level than I expected. "I thought it was low because it was the third one from the back."


"Absolutely not. The only person who has achieved red is the warrior from 200 years ago, orange is the various heroes who worked with the hero and the best power of the empire, yellow is the knight commander of a prestigious family or the vice tower lord of the magic tower, and green is the executive level of the knights and the magic tower. "I can pay."


"Then it means that Blue is a regular member (level wizard)."


"Yes, and not from some knightly order or magic tower, but from a prestigious place. "If I explained it this way, you would know that blue is definitely not a low grade, right?"


Jun nodded his head.
Then curiosity arose, and he immediately asked a question.

"What color are Uncle Robin and Father Leonard?"


"I am green, middle-aged adventurers who have been in the labyrinth for a dozen years usually have this color. Father Leonard is yellow,"


Even though he wasn't introducing his level of knowledge, Robin continued speaking with a truly proud expression.


"It's also yellow with half orange mixed in. Even the ranker who is at the forefront of the labyrinth will be about half a number behind the priest."


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Meanwhile, at that time, words similar to Robin's last words were being reported from a secret room in the imperial palace, the center and heart of the Britian Empire.


"···No see. Therefore, it is believed that it will be difficult to assassinate the target as long as he is near the target."


"Then keep trying until you succeed."


"The damage will be great."


"So? Should I care about that?"


"... No. "Okay then."


The person who was reporting bowed his head to the ground and left the secret room.
The nobleman, who was watching the scene in silence, lifted the glass of grapes placed on the desk.


The nobleman's face was reflected in the wine glass.

There was a face there that surprisingly resembled Leon.