Ruler of the Game 151

Chapter 151 – The Cursed Throne

“Teacher, friend, soul fragment of a slave. The heart of a faithful subject. A gift will be given to those who offer a bodyless slave…?”

Bruno and Ban, who had been scolding Seong-il for Senna’s muttering, also start looking at the stone statue, curious.

“Hmm… It looks like the seal the Necromancer made to hide something…?”

“A seal award? What is a seal award?”

At Ban’s question, Bruno brushes his beard and begins to explain to him.

“Simply put, it’s like a magic safe made to protect something important from outside intruders. It has a self-destruct function if you try to steal the safe or stuff without following the correct steps magically prescribed.”

Everyone in the party whispers about such a seal and starts thinking about the seal.

“Um… Why don’t you just break it?”

“Wha! You don’t even know what’s inside, but you break everything! What are you talking about!”

“…But Senna. There’s no way the necromancer hid it is a good thing.”

“It seems there is some truth in what Ban said. A young human woman.”

“Bruno! What’s wrong with you!!”

A group of people arguing in front of a stone statue. When Seong-il is silent, the party’s leader Ban and priest Bruno’s opinions gather on destruction, and Seong-il urgently steps forward to talk to them.

“Wait! Wait!!”

“…?”

As if they had made a promise to Seongil’s urgent words, the party focused their eyes on him. Seong-il felt burdened by that gaze. Thoroughly trying to act a madman, he shamelessly continues his words.

“I just received a revelation from Space Nyanko!!”

“… I’m bored again.”

Bruno clicks his tongue while watching such a holy day. However, Seong-il ignored him and began to force the party.

“It’s true! I received a revelation!! Are you ignoring Meow-sama right now?”

“…What are you going to do, Seongil-nim? Say something and try.”

Senna begins to ask questions as if he was worried about Seongil’s maddening speech.

At her words, Seong-il takes out her belongings and shows them to them.

“Come on! Look!”

“Uh… The life support system of the necromancer who was being tortured earlier, the golem core… And the old lamp?”

“Yeah! I heard Kitty-sama whispered in my head earlier and packed my things, but now that I’m here, I think I can use this for the current situation!!”

“…”

The party looks at Seongil with the feeling that it is like a madman’s speech. Seong-il desperately continues persuading them.

“Now! Look! Master’s soul fragment! This core!! Is there a servant as honest as the Golem!?”

“…That sounds plausible. What is a lamp?”

Sena’s question still seemed to be doubtful. Even Sung-Il was at a loss for words at this point, so he started to spit out whatever popped out of his head.

“Hmm… I picked this up in the Necromancer’s room earlier!!”

“What the hell does that have to do with this seal?”

“Ms. Sena! You don’t even know the story of Saladin and the magic lamp!!”

“Crazy… It’s not, I originally knew it was crazy. Why does it come out of there!!”

“Why!! It’s a magic lamp!!”

“No, how do you know it’s a magic lamp…”

“The lamp in the wizard’s room is enchanted!”

“This crazy…”

Sena lost her words at the bottomless and endless logic of Holy Day. Toward her, her Seong-il continues to assert her illogicality.

“Anyway, that’s right! Revelation received! Let me do it!!”

“…”

The party who listened to the absurd enthusiasm of Seongil in a daze. The leader, Ban, overhears Seongil’s insistence, and manages to hold on to her spirit and responds to him.

“Ha… But you don’t know what danger there is…”

“Don’t worry about that! I can go and do it myself!!”

“…”

Ban sighs at Seong-il’s forced argument that cannot be persuaded by logic. Then Sena comes up to him and whispers.

“…Just let them do it. We can rescue them in case of emergency. Since there is a priest, Bruno, we can do anything except fatal injuries.”

“Is it okay…?”

“Then what are we going to do? Beat up our crazy barbarians and subdue them? Are you confident? He’s a little bit good, so his skills are certain. Surprisingly, he has a full sense of justice…”

“…”

At Sena’s words, Ban let out a long sigh and answered Seongil.

“Whoa… Okay. Seongil! Do what you want. Instead, we’ll stay apart. If you’re in a crisis situation, we can help if we’re safe…”

“Of course!!”

Saying that the holy day granted by the party leader is correct, he quickly picks up the items in his arms and approaches the stone statue.”

“…Is that bastard okay? Can I go too?”

Bruno, who grumbled throughout the schedule and spat harsh words at the party members. But unexpectedly, I hear Bruno’s warm whispers, as if he cares about his teammates. Seong-il listens to his whisper and begins to calmly place the offering on the stone statue.

‘First… Put the core on the statue’s mouth… Next, the golem’s heart in the groove on the chest… And finally, put the ifrit lamp on the open hands, right?’

It is a holy day to put an offering on the hand according to the set strategy. Then, the stone statue emits a bizarre cry and begins twisting its body.

A stone statue of a demon whose head and torso began to rotate. Shortly thereafter, L-shaped grooves began to appear on the statue’s body, and soon a longsword exuding strange energy appeared there.

“Oh!!”

Seong-il is delighted and quickly picks up a longsword and examines the weapon.

An obsidian handle that contrasts with the unusual ink-colored blade. And the appearance of a long sword with an impressive red jewel attached to the pommel.

When Seong-il finally acquires a weapon that will not break even if he uses all his strength, he happily begins to sharpen his sword in the air.

“Hey! You crazy bastard!! You know what it is and just swing it around!!”

Worried about such a holy day, Bruno tries to dissuade him by running into him while ignoring the owner’s guard.

“Hmm? Is there anything wrong?”

Contrary to Bruno’s worries, the longsword called the cursed magic sword was not under a strong curse contrary to its name.

According to the description that appears in the game text, every time you use the magic sword, you get a creepy feeling as if the demon sword whispers. To the extent that it conveys the feeling of joy to the owner every time he drinks blood…?

Rather, the curse acted as a kind of buff that supports the user’s immunity to the enemy’s mental attack, so Seong-il, knowing the fact, uses the weapon without hesitation.

“Wait! Wait!”

However, Bruno seems to be worried that the seemingly incompatible sword will adversely affect Seong-il, so he takes the sword from Seong-il and begins to examine it here and there.

“Okay…”

Ban and Senna run to Bruno and ask him about the sword.

“How is it, Bruno? Is there something demonic at stake?”

“Wait, little human woman. I’m checking.”

They secretly cast divine spells, sprinkled holy water in their bosoms, and so on. Bruno taking action. However, when the sword showed no particular reaction, he sighed and handed the sword to Seong-il, continuing his conversation.

“Hmm… It looks like he’s got an evil spell, but… Something’s vague.”

“Are you vague?”

“Yes Van. You should touch it once. You are also a paladin serving the god of justice, so if you pray to him, you will be able to feel something.”

Ban, who was handed a longsword on the horse by such Bruno, prays to the god of justice and inspects the sword.

“Hmm… I’m sure… I can feel some kind of intimacy… But I don’t think it’s some kind of demonic power.”

“Yes?”

“But it’s kind of like writing something like this…”

Seong-il responds by rushing to the class’s words and snatching the sword from him.

“I’ll use it! It looks better than the weapon I’m using right now!!”

“…You’re going to use such an objectionable weapon?”

“Why not! The great One gave a revelation and gave me a weapon!!”

“…I really don’t understand your folk beliefs.”

“That’s it! Unbelievers!!”

Seong-il, who acted so forcefully, thought after quickly equipping his weapon.

‘Hmm… What should I do? First of all, the main skill copy and weapon acquisition have been completed, but should I take the opportunity to escape to reality…?’

When Seong-il is thinking about it, Sena talks to him and urges him to take action.

“What are you doing? Are you going to stay here?

Sena’s words urged her to take the lead with herself as a guide in preparation for an unexpected battle. At her request, Seong-il nods her head and thinks.

‘Hmm… I have a lot of eyes to see, so I guess I’ll finish killing the early boss and return to reality…’

Thinking so, Seong-il steps forward to get out of the party’s eyes, then secretly takes out his smartphone and tries to figure out the value of the longsword.

“…Customs.”

『Cursed Magic Sword (Sealed State): 30,000 Points』

‘…30,000? And sealed? When I was playing the game, there was no such explanation…?’

Seong-il wanted to see the explanation of the sword because it seemed that there was something hidden in the sword that he did not know about. However, because there were colleagues behind my back, I couldn’t bear to take a closer look. He quietly puts his smartphone in his bosom after paying only the tariff.

‘Hmm… I’ll have to take a closer look at the description of the sword later. There must be something hidden in the sword…’

Thinking so, Seong-il grabs the sheath and silently follows Sena through the dungeon.

“Kyaaak!!”

In front of them, three pale-skinned women who are crushing corpse golems inside the dungeon appear.

‘Vampire!’

They are diligently crushing the corpse golem. When the Seongil party suddenly appears, they start questioning the party after turning their eyes red and screaming grotesquely.

“You bastards!! Are you dirty corpse collector’s minions!!

‘…The vampires who knew the party here as the Necromancer’s minions would attack them no matter what they said, right? Maybe…’

“What are you talking about! We are just adventurers who received a request from the Temple of Justice and came to explore the underground waterway!! We were kidnapped by a necromancer while carrying out the request!!”

Senna protested against them, but instead of softening her aggressive attitude, the vampires roared even more ferociously at her protest, and began threatening the party with a sense of intimacy.

“Ha! They’re minions sent down by the scum of the temple! You guys are just people who will someday have blood on our hands!”

The vampire, who appears to be the leader of those who shouted so, draws red eyes from his eyes and looks at his holy day.

‘What? Suddenly the body…’

Seong-il stared straight into the vampire’s eyes. He feels an intense stimulus penetrate his mind, and soon he feels his body powerless.

“Damn it! Vampires! Van!! Pray to God immediately and start eradicating the undead!!”

Bruno realizes that they are vampires, instinctively feeling the source of the evil spirits they radiate. After urging the class that worships God like himself to use the power of the priest, he begins to roar at Seongil and Senna.

“Don’t look into the eyes!! You’re casting dazzle!! Never make eye contact with them!!”

Seong-il feels sorry for Bruno’s urgent cry. However, already feeling the vampire’s fascination penetrate deep into his soul, he follows her order and takes out his longsword and starts aiming it at his party.

“Huh? You dare to exercise mind control when you have this body? There’s nothing wrong with that, right?』

A grotesque cry echoing in the head on such a holy day.
Seong-il hears that cry in his head, and then his mind clears up and he feels the vampire’s fascination lifted.

‘…This is the mental immunity function provided by the sword. But what was that cry just now?’

Seong-il was taken aback by the sudden change. Looking at him like that, Bruno continues to roar.

“Wake up!! Barbarian!! Are you going to make me kill you with my own hands!!”

Seong-il was awakened by Bruno’s cry, and soon after concentrating on the situation on the battlefield, he tried to answer Bruno.

“I’m fine! I almost got manipulated by those bastards for a second… But the great space kitty led me!!”

“…Seeing a crazy bastard say crazy things, did the deception really go away…?”

Embarrassed Bruno. To show him that he has been restored to normal, Seong-il immediately turns around, points his sword at the vampire, and prepares to charge.