Chapter 556 – The Cursed Throne
So Seong-il took out the artifact 『Ethereal Stone of Spirit』 From his inventory and looked at it.
‘If I use this… And the environment, maybe… I can turn ‘that event’ into a positive result?’
With that thought in mind, Seong-il takes a break while recalling the upcoming event and the number of such cases.
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“Master. A creature with a hostile will is waiting ahead.』
“Hmm? Already? This isn’t the place where the event will take place…”
Since Edward scouted the area with a drone made of nanomachines, Seong-il knew that the event was not yet in place.
In the meantime, when he hears that there are hostile creatures, Seong-il frowns and calls for an ally.
“It’s an enemy. Pick up your weapons, everyone. They’re already welcoming you.”
“What?!”
Surprised, the co-workers don’t even ask about the situation at Seong-il’s cry and start putting on their equipment.
‘…If I say something now, everyone won’t doubt it, right?’
Perhaps thanks to the transcendental aspect Seong-il showed for several days, his colleagues do not doubt his words.
“Gaaz. I want you to protect the wagon with Edward?”
“Let it be.”
Seong-il feels strangely inspired by the way his colleagues accept his request without hesitation, and puts his shadow bracelet on his hand.
“Kkuik!! Humans!! Get out of here right now!! Otherwise, I’ll kill everyone!!”
‘What. They were orcs. Then it is.’
Seong-il realizes that he took too much action on Edward’s words.
“Hmm? Orcs?”
“…Yes. There are quite a few orc villages around here. They are probably servants of the self-proclaimed ‘Duke Filinore’, so it’s better to deal with them.”
“Right.”
Without much complaint about Seong-il’s explanation, the companions take out their weapons and aim at the orcs.
“Kkuik!! Cheeky things!! Kill!!”
When Ban and his party drew out their weapons instead of answering their request, the orc shouted and ordered his comrades to charge.
“Now you’re being ignored by things like star worms.”
Despite the fact that a sturdy orc warrior who seems to be at least in depth is charging towards him, Bruno, far from being anxious, raises his warhammer with a laughable expression.
“Bless you!! Hammer and Morusier!!”
After a loud roar, Bruno begins to sing the holy war hymn.
Then, powerful divine power spread around. Seeing that scene, Seong-il smiles pleasantly as he intuitively senses that the training he has been through has been meaningful.
‘Now, singing the holy song and holding a weapon, I’ve gotten used to it in the last few days.’
Seong-il, who is in a good mood, takes out the cursed sword after a long time and puts on the shadow armor.
“Jjiik… Even if you don’t have to step forward, if I cast a spell…”
“Arthur. From here on, it’s close to the dragon’s lair. If you get carried away, you might fall into his tricks and not have time to rest. Save your spells as much as possible.”
“Ah, that’s right. Jjiik… I see!!”
Surprisingly, the hamster nodded obediently at Sungil’s words. Then, in a very familiar way, he jumps backwards and digs into Sena’s arms.
“…No matter how hard it is, isn’t it a bit like digging into a woman’s breast?”
“Yes? What’s wrong with this? Sena-sama doesn’t participate in battles anyway, right? In that case, I might be able to protect Sena-sama, which would be nice…”
‘Ugh… It’s a good excuse. A clergyman digs into a woman’s chest… Shameless…’
However, apart from that, the hamster’s logic wasn’t particularly wrong, so Seong-il swallowed the nagging and rushed toward the orc.
“Justice is watching you!!”
The appearance of Ban running one step faster than Seongil, who is rushing with buff magic.
Seong-il, who no longer has to hide his skills, is running with his martial arts, but Ban does not seem to be pushed back by his speed in the slightest.
‘…The cursed throne Even the mightiest of the world will certainly not be able to ignore it. Well, it’s a town where divine beings roam, but that might be more natural.’
After lightly dodging an attack from an orc wielding a well-forged iron axe at him, Seong-il swings his sword and blows off his head.
‘As expected, Kasarak’ Tarun’s henchmen must be right. The quality of the weapon is too good to be considered a weapon of savage Orcs.’
As soon as I entered the beginning, I wondered why the orcs had already started attacking, but it seems that there was probably a dragon’s spell.
‘Maybe he sent a scout and scapegoat to find out the level of the party.’
Seong-il, who inferred the situation like that, doesn’t show too much ability and starts to slaughter the orcs one by one using the minimum power.
“Okay~ One more~”
“Queueek!!”
But, as you say, it’s minimal power. Taegeukgeomgyeol’s mysterious herbivorous swordsmanship combines with his inner strength to kill Orcs like slaughtering pigs brought to a slaughterhouse.
Awesome!!!
“Stinky pigs!!”
And, as if he couldn’t lose to the slaughter procession on the holy day, Bruno wildly wielded a warhammer filled with the power of lightning to break their bones.
In less than 10 minutes after the battle started, half of the orcs died due to the fearsome inaction of the party.
“Qua… Queueek!! Retreat!! Retreat!!”
And, perhaps tired of the party’s momentum, the orc who led the group with great force turns his back and runs away with his body trembling.
“Where!!”
As if he couldn’t let such an orc captain go, Bruno ran wild and began to hit his head with a warhammer.
The time when the party was pouring the stress that had accumulated from training so far on the orcs. A harsh voice filled with anger bursts out in front of them.
“How dare!! Those like worms!! Slaughter the innocent!!”
‘Come…!!’
Hearing an angry voice coming out of the hill, the group paused their attack and looked up from there.
“…Ogres?”
A monster with two heads larger than humans. However, they were unusually ignorant ogres, and were wearing metal armor and weapons that looked quite plausible.
“Those who are without sin? Live and live and listen to all the nonsense!! Come on, humanoid bastards!! I will show you God’s punishment!!”
“How dare you mention God in front of me!!!”
The ogre, far from being discouraged by Ban’s cry, raised the huge warhammer he was holding in anger.
“Ban… Isn’t something strange?”
“?”
Unlike Ban, whose reason was slightly crushed by the heat of battle, Sena, who was supporting by shooting a crossbow from behind, felt something strange about the situation and approached him.
“Stop talking nonsense and get back, Sena!”
“But… What kind of ogre is so eloquent…?”
Even though he is agitated, Bruno is worried about Senna and urges her to get behind her. Then, hearing her Sena’s words, he flinched at her slightly and then answered her.
“This is the land of dragons. He may have done something to the ogre with his magic.”
“Is it…?”
In response to Bruno’s answer, Senna nodded her head with a worried expression, then sprinted back and left her battlefield.
‘Sena’s intuition is pretty good?’
When she seems to have understood her truth, to her surprise, Seong-il looks at her for a moment with an intrigued expression.
‘Now is not the time to look around.’
Then, Seong-il quickly moves between the van and the ogre group using the magic imprint flashing.
“Half.”
“Hmm?”
While she is about to charge with her sword, Ban and Bruno look puzzled when her Seongil blocks their path.
“Stop it. That’s not an ogre.”
“What is that…?”
“As Sena said. Have you ever seen an ogre that smart?”
“That’s what Bruno said, if the dragon does tricks…”
‘It’s annoying.’
A group of ogres are glaring at their allies from the hills and preparing to charge, so Seong-il tries not to waste time arguing with the Brunos.
‘Even in the original work, a fight broke out after talking like this.’
Seong-il, who recalled the event like that, decides to use the trust and authority he has accumulated in himself for the past few days to press down on her case instead of explaining her.
“It’s noisy. I feel divinity from the enemy in front of me. Rather, this fight will be the dragon’s trick, so don’t talk nonsense and get back.”
“…!!”
Although I certainly don’t feel any divinity. When Seong-il resolutely says that he feels divinity, Ban and Bruno flinch at the same time and pull their bodies back.
“…Bruno. Did you feel divinity?”
“No. I didn’t feel it.”
“Umm… Why do you think only holy days felt divine? Is that possible? It would be impossible unless a divine being intervened…”
“God? No way…?!”
That time when Seong-il raises his internal energy to use the Hwanghae-Gyeong. A voice from behind. Hearing that cry as if he had realized something, Seong-il tries to use a magic trick, but turns his ear toward it for a moment.
“Why is that?”
“I heard that the God of War… Has the power to deceive the followers of hostile gods.”
“Yes…?! You mean the god of struggle!?”
“Yes… You heard from Seongil. That the red dragon of Filinore Castle is a follower of the Demon God.”
“Ah…”
Ban realizes why he didn’t feel the divinity Seong-il felt, and puts on a surprised expression.
‘Ah, was it like that?’
I was just pretending to know. Seong-il puts on a happy expression when he luckily unwraps another piece of rice cake like this.
‘Originally, I always didn’t like it because it was an important event that had to die unconditionally and had a strong negative effect on the main character… Shall we feed this vicious situation?’
There is also a reliable backing called Meow. Seong-il doesn’t worry about twisting the story at all, and uses his inner energy explosively and casts a bright light.
‘In the original work, even if you use Mind Control, Curse Cancellation, Dispel, etc., The ogre’s illusion was not resolved. So let’s go this way…!!’
Thinking of fucking the god of struggle, Seong-il overlays intense illusions on himself and his comrades’ bodies.
“Hmm…?”
Colleagues flinch at the moment when a strange power strikes them. However, realizing that the power is the power of fantasy that they are now quite familiar with, they accept the power without rejecting it.
‘According to the original game setting, those ogres are under the extreme illusion that we are orcs. And that fantasy can never be solved.’
‘But… How will they react if we use the bright sky to add ‘illusions identical to the truth’ that have nothing to do with it?’
For several days, Seong-il’s thoughts on solving the problem. He prays that his thoughts will work out.
“Uh… How…!!”
In the midst of all that, the ogre’s mouth exploded with astonishment. With that reaction, Seong-il realizes that his gambling numbers have been paid off.
‘Now… Here… It would be more efficient to make a ‘revelation’ rather than clumsy persuasion.’
Seong-il already knew through gameplay that the ogres in front of him were actually paladins serving the god of justice.
In addition, living with the cursed throne colleagues, he was recently in a situation where he realized how to roast priests.
‘Oh no… That’s hard…’
After secretly pouring in a high-grade mana potion, he creates an illusion by recalling the statue of a god he saw in the Temple of Justice a few days ago.
“Justice…!!”
Then, the temple of the great being spread out in front of the ogres. As the image of the temple they enshrined unfolded behind Ban, the ogres knelt down with bewildered expressions.
‘Done…!!’
And Seong-il, who sees the scene, realizes that his little work has worked.
『Why do you guys want to attack the brothers of faith!!』
Driven by the momentum, Seong-il pretends to be justice and yells at the ogres. At that angry cry, the ogres bowed their heads in shame and made excuses.
“I can’t believe it! Justice ordered us to destroy the evil here, so we were killing the evil here!!”
“Wrong! You are now deceived by the struggle! Stop what you are doing right now and help the brothers in front of you!!』
“Fight…!!”
The expressions of the ogres begin to harden at the screams of the illusion of justice. Also, what the current situation is.
When they were confused. Seong-il quickly dismisses the fantasy and thinks to himself.
‘If you drag out more time here, lies will be caught. I’d rather just give it some thought and end it here.’
