Chapter 520 – Beyond Eternal Sleep (6)
The day after the affair with Tyrsi.
“My dear. The job is done. Take the window.”
Veronica said to me as I was preparing for tomorrow’s battle.
Take it, didn’t you bring it? At a glance, her hands were empty.
“Yes? Well, okay Where are you?”
“I sealed it in a useless room. I heard that you were going to fight soon, so I was overdoing it.”
“… Seal?”
“You will know when you come.”
I went to come
The room Veronica took me to had my weapon, a mithril spear. However, while being restrained by the magic circle, it was emitting red sparks.
I hung my tongue as I looked at the mandala of runes floating in the air and the familiar spear chained there.
“What is this again? I thought even the monsters were sealed.”
“It doesn’t feel the same. You never listen to who you look like.”
Veronica took a sip of her cold tea. When I was called as a guest, I found things I thought were delicious and gave them as gifts. She seems to have eaten all the cookies she bought as a set, but there are only crumbs.
– Moongrak. She put down her glass
“Don’t tell me the conclusion. This spear is becoming like you.”
“Do you resemble me?”
“The mana succession that occurs when the old god’s mana is eliminated.”
After emptying the teacup, Veronica got to the point and came in. My eyes widened stupidly.
“Let’s call it an alter ego, or a weapon with a soul. Did you often say that too? It seems that mana succession does not occur when you destroy the soul of an enemy with old mana with a spear.”
“Yes.”
Because I doubted that, I consciously finished it with a method other than a spear when I cut off Horsha’s subordinates.
‘Especially when I killed the guy who broke down the wall to find out Horsha’s whereabouts.’
First of all, my mana succession is divided into three stages in order.
1. Kill an enemy with the Mana of the Old God.
2. The spirit of the dead person disappears.
3. Some mana is absorbed in the process.
It goes through these three steps.
So even after killing an enemy, I can’t absorb mana until the soul disappears, but I used to interrogate the soul or extract information from it.
And the mana of the Old Gods here refers to mana possessed by those who have lost their original form and become corrupted, such as rune mana, trolls, hobgoblins, and unicorn warlock golems.
Or, it encompasses the 〈 human body 〉 of
That’s why my mana increased when I defeated Tabulana, who had become a godless half-orc, and Hob Goblin, who had picked up the unicorn warlock’s japtem.
I crossed my arms and thought over the meaning before saying.
“You mean my spear is also changing to absorb their mana?”
“Yes. I think the trigger for the change was the moment when you restored the broken spear when you defeated the elf named Yerna. The sympathy must have started because your mana was strongly affected.”
“Eh? Wasn’t that a long time ago? Didn’t you ever feel out of place at that time?”
“Didn’t you say it was an occasion? Perhaps the last cause was the awakening of the aura. Because it is the point when you and the spear became one.”
Is it like the new swordsmanship day that martial arts are talking about?
‘While I was changing little by little, the last opportunity was when I pierced the aura with a spear to defeat the queen of Jodibug, my love of black magic?’
Thinking so, I clicked my tongue.
It was a good guess that the answer would not come out.
The problem was, how did my spear, which had changed so much, become an idiot who even drank ink?
I’m an ink sucker, but that doesn’t mean I gulp down my ink.
Even if my spear is destroying me, that’s a character interpretation mistake.
Veronica shook her head when I said that.
“Why not have a relationship? Think about the principle of mana succession.”
“The principle of mana succession? … Uh?”
Let’s go over it again.
Mana Inheritance.
A phenomenon in which mana that resembles each other resonates, and the mana of one side flows into the mana container of the other side.
In other words.
“… Since it is the dark and negative mana that came out of my body, are you saying that my spear absorbed it?”
“I couldn’t help but see that. Doesn’t that spear reject other people’s mana?”
Because of the additional effect of her anti-magic power, Veronica, who analyzed her magic circle by spreading it out, said with a slight impression.
“But if this spear was once full of dark and negative mana, it is only natural that it absorbed a mass of mana, which is both ‘your mana’ and ‘dark and negative mana’.”
Was it like that?
My mana succession ability is quite picky. I mean, he’s the type who only eats meat and doesn’t care about vegetables.
Somehow, the other world is overflowing with candidates for my preliminary manatong like
‘What if my spear resembled that?’
If so, he should have absorbed the contaminated holy water at this time.
It’s dark and negative mana that I’ve already tasted and tasted while in a runaway state, and if it’s even exuding from my body, wouldn’t it be that I just sucked it up because I thought it was okay to eat it?
“No fuck, just sleep. What then? Did the mana you took out get absorbed again?”
“That is different. The subject of absorption is your spear, not you. Did your mana amount increase even if the spear succeeded the enemy’s mana instead?”
“No, I didn’t.”
“The mana absorbed by the spear is used to strengthen the spear itself. At first glance, it seems that he has no ego or not. If I had to say it, would it be like plants drinking water to grow?”
-Haam. Veronica stopped talking and yawned.
When I reflexively checked her mana, I felt that it was noticeably lower than usual. Since we see each other often, I can’t recognize them. Thankfully, it seemed that he had suffered a lot during the night.
Wiping away stinging tears, Veronica said.
“Ugh. You seem to have something else you want to ask.”
“Yes. I’m sorry that you must be tired, but if that’s the case, if you put that darkness and negative mana in here, the spearhead will rot or something?”
“No way. Do you consider metal or spearheads to be alive?”
“No, not really, but… Aren’t trees rotting?”
“Sounds stupid. The action of mana is quite different from the laws of physics. According to you, that black magician from the unicorn god couldn’t even make a golem with black magic. It’s not like dirt or corpses don’t rot.”
“Aha.”
It was as if lightning flashed through my head momentarily at that convincing conclusion. It was an intuitive realization.
“Uh? Then what if I put all the contamination on my body into the window?”
“Let it go. No one knows what the outcome will be.”
“… Damn. Will that happen again?”
Well, it’s not good to go too far with anything.
Doesn’t eating too much of healthy food make you sick? I thought it might break my spear, but I didn’t really want to. It seemed that he had developed some sort of attachment.
“There is no need to hesitate to pierce a warlock with a spear. Unlike you, the range of mana succession is narrow, so I won’t absorb it.”
─Duduk! Veronica took a spear from the magic circle and made it into a bracelet and put it on my arm.
“Instead, consider piercing the soul with a spear if the enemy is likely to be able to inherit mana. A noble person needs a sergeant suitable for him.”
Veronica closed one eye as she concluded.
“… Are you going to fight them?”
“Yes. I went through all the hardships to find people who would fight with me on behalf of my wives, but I have to go and reap the harvest.”
“… Huh. Don’t come and stop me now Just make sure you come back healthy.”
“Of course. But whoever hears it will think I’m going to fight right now? I won’t die, so please wait patiently.”
I kissed her Veronica, soothing her who couldn’t hide her insecurities.
There is not much left to do in this country.
***
I went to Tolio and told him the news.
I was trying to find and catch
What I wanted to entrust was mainly the evacuation of citizens, but this bastard liked it very much and accepted it while dying. What the fuck Didn’t this bastard hate me? I’m embarrassed by everything I asked for.
‘I hope it turns out well?’
Scratching my head, I came out and found Sidanav.
It is still too early to break the curse of my body. This is because her mana does not dissolve overnight.
The one I wanted to meet this time was, of course, not her, but her escort. Cida Nav, who was eating sweets with a slut face in a garden befitting a desert country, waved her hand at my appearance.
“Ah, you’re here~. Would you like to have tea time together?”
“Thank you for your words, but you came back after overeating in the morning.”
“Ah, that’s right. Did you come to see Nefertiti today?”
“Yes.”
Know how things are working around. Is it different from people who are blind and blind?
Shida Nav nodded and pointed to one side of her.
There was a woman squatting at a distance from her to be called an escort. She was a beauty with light blue hair and earrings.
The woman, who looked the same as half a year ago, was sitting and touching something. ─Suck. On her raised finger, her little scorpion dangled with her pincers and stung her stinger.
What are you doing, that person?
Whoop, whoop-!
Of course, the mithril class female warrior did not budge from the sting of the scorpion.
She wasn’t strange, but it was a funny sight. Just looking at her appearance, it seems that even Nefertiti would lie down in sickness while shedding her blood, even if she was pricked by a needle, let alone a stinger.
“… Who?”
Sensing a presence as I approached, Nefertiti turned her head. Taking advantage of the opening, she set her pincers and her scorpion ran away.
I rolled it through my eyes and laughed.
“Long time no see. Do you remember my face?”
“… Yes. Long time no see. I remember.”
“It looks like your injured arm is now completely healed. Fortunately, the.”
─Nod. Nefertiti wakes up with a silent nod of her head.
There was nothing charismatic about her expressionless expression as if she was sleepwalking, but the master’s presence felt in her gait was enough to make even Z-Warrior Kang Buk-ho, who had leveled up dozens of times, nervous.
‘… What?’
She relaxed her shoulders because she thought it was not an enemy, but she had no sign of stopping her feet even as she came right up to her nose.
─Szeuk.
Was it like that? My foot automatically stepped on the moonwalk.
─Shasha shak.
Then Nefertiti followed quietly. We danced Ganggangsullae without holding hands in a circle around the garden. What the fuck is this again
Nefertiti stopped suddenly and twisted his head.
“… Why are you running away don’t eat it.”
“Then why are you following Nefertiti?”
“I didn’t follow you. You ran away.”
Um, isn’t that what it is? Are you a bit clumsy?
In the gap where I was devastated by her unusual way of thinking with fourth-dimensional thinking, Nefertiti penetrated in an instant. She is a master’s foot method.
Nefertiti brought her face closer to me who couldn’t retreat from her.
Let alone her breath, her snort was within reach. It wouldn’t be strange if my lips collided with each other when I sneezed, but I hesitated in surprise at the intimidation of the master, who was unable to say anything.
“… Miraculous.”
─Tilted.
Nefertiti twists her head again.
She examines my face and begins to rub her breasts and shoulders with an innocent expression. Why do I feel like a child touching a fruit? Did I take a time machine and go back to my days as a slave?
“Yes, Nefertiti! What are you doing! Envy, no disrespect! Alas!”
Shidanav, who saw this, was startled and even fell while running, but Nefertini completely ignored it. She doesn’t even have a slight movement.
She was, after all, if she was a master of her level, she improved her lines, and she was nothing but a law that could be ignored. She is a country aristocrat, but isn’t she the kind of four-dimensional girl with my own pace who refused even the invitation of Lord Hennesys and went on her way?
“Yes? Yes…”
Artifacts artifacts…
Nefertiti, who kneaded my upper body, said as if the bread dough was rising, as if it were a girl seeing it for the first time.
“… Yes. Also great.”
“What? My muscles?”
“No. … Yes no It might be right.”
Nefertiti twisting her head left and right like a Pomeranian who heard a wolf howl on TV.
I feel like my head is spinning even to the person I’m talking to. Long eyelashes that I didn’t realize when I just glanced at them flickered.
“Could you explain a bit more what you mean?”
“Explanation? Explanation…”
She said, chewing the cud in her mouth.
“The you I knew was not this strong. I’m much stronger than I was back then. More than I thought.”
“That’s right, the last time I saw you was half a year ago.”
“Whopping? No. ‘Only’ half a year. I’ve never seen someone so strong in half a year.”
Nefertiti seemed to be interested in my rapid growth, and her eyes lit up at her dazzling growth, which I hadn’t fully grasped from her news.
“Yes. How did you get stronger so fast?”
“… Delicious food and moderate exercise. That is all.”
While reciting the rare secret of growing from B-class to S-class, she pushed back Nefertiti’s face.
Why did this person lose his sense of distance?
