Chapter 165 – 161 Stupidity = Gottmogg’s Prison Labyrinth
Satisfying their hunger with Isilite’s carefully prepared dishes, the Hwanin group went around rooms 5 and 7 adjacent to room 6, as well as rooms 9 and 14, hunting for deformed species.
At first, everyone moved together. It was because there was no guarantee that a similar thing would not happen again as long as the core appeared in the upper layer for an unknown reason.
However, if you think about it, Anne and Hwanin are the ones who can defeat the core by themselves, and Isilite has proven that she has the same strength.
Since it was possible for people to access the room where the corpse was placed while the party was all gone, Hwanin waited in room 6 with Bisang while Isilite moved with Anne to capture the heteromorphic species.
Haha!=
Kwajajak-!
Isilite, who smashed the skull of a pig-like skeleton with a saddle-iron greatsword with a slight red aura, looked back at her Anne and asked.
=This is the 48th?=
= Yes. There are more heterogeneous species than I thought. At this speed, it would take less than 10 days.=
Anne, who returned after purifying the skeletons of heterogeneous species scattered on the floor, asks:
=How about weapons?=
= It definitely got stronger. The subtle shaking I felt at the joint between the hilt and the blade disappeared…… It feels like it’s made entirely of iron.=
It was quick to realize the effect of the heavy iron greatsword that had become a magic weapon while defeating the skeleton giant. The momentheheld the sword, he felt a sense of unity as if his hand had been extended.
= It seems to be cured. It’s a simple and nice feature, but I don’t think it’s going to work.=
=Is that so?=
=It’s the phase stone of the core. Even if you can’t do it, it should be at least a level 4 phase stone, so it’s common for it to have two effects. There…….=
Anne explained that usually the color of the equipment is determined by the effect, and hardening is usually gray or light brown, not red.
= Um…….=
As Isilite listened to Anne’s explanation, she examined her own saddle-stitched greatsword, which became her sorceress.
She was really feeling the hardening effect. Is there another effect besides this one?
Isilite asked, staring at her greatsword.
=Do you know how to bring out the hidden function of magic?=
=If it’s a random activation type, it’s normal to put phase power into the weapon…….=
When she said that, she grabbed the heavy iron greatsword with both hands and tried to use the current level of phase power as a weapon.
However, there is no response from the weapon whether it cannot be activated at this level or whether it is not activated.
Issilite lowered her weapon and sighed lightly.
= I don’t know. She tried to push a bit of phase power, but there is no response. =
= It must be because you are still in 4th grade. If you reach level 5 and have more phase power to deal with, you might be able to activate it then. The amount of phase power consumed varies depending on the grade of the phase stone used to activate the weapon.=
=Then why don’t you activate it once?=
=No.=
Seeing her refusal without even the slightest hesitation, Isilite tilted her head slightly. It didn’t mean she didn’t like it, it just felt like there was another reason.
Anne laughs and explains.
=In the case of magic tools that have just been created like this, sometimes the attribution phenomenon occurs when using special skills. Then, other than the person who used the skill at that time, the skill cannot be activated. Wouldn’t you be in trouble if the attribution phenomenon happened?=
=That’s right.=
This saddle-stitched greatsword, named Redrick, was given to him as a gift by his master. He can’t accept it as much as he can’t handle it.
=Constantly practice putting phase power into your weapon.=
= Huh? Why?=
Isilite also noticed Anne’s winking behavior without explaining why. It’s a training that can increase the barrel of phase power, and it’s a special training method that isn’t handed down carelessly.
=Thank you.=
=…….=
Isilite, thinking that she was sure of Anne’s attitude of pretending not to hear her thank you, deliberately changed her subject.
= Now there are 952 left, right? What are you going to do after purifying 1,000 of them?=
= I need to prepare for the expert tournament. What are you going to do? Are you going to participate too?
= Yes. I want to be in the round of 16 at least, but I don’t know if it’s possible.=
That’s why I’m fighting with the Heterogeneous species for training, but the taste of fighting something is flat. It’s much better to have the master sparring with you.
As I muttered to myself as I went back to room number 6 where the master and the emergency room were located, Anne smirked next to me.
Hehe. I know that Do you want to look good to the owner you love?=
=… No…….=
= Isn’t it? Can I look bad to the captain?=
=That, I didn’t say that.=
= Yes yes If you leave the labyrinth, I will help you with training, so let’s do our best together?=
=…… Yes.=
From what I’ve heard, Fleurs are all serious, plain, or kind. Anne is a little embarrassed because it is different from what she was told. Somehow I was nervous…….
Returning to room 6, Isilite looked at the master first.
Bi-sang sat on his stomach on a rug spread on the floor. And the owner sitting cross-legged next to him, gazing into the distance and meditating.
=…….=
I could feel my gaze on the side of her hair, and I turned to see Anne with a smirk that didn’t match her innocent face.
When I hit her on the back with my fist, Anne giggles silently and goes to sit down near the campfire in the middle of her room.
Issilite also sat down beside her Anne, taking out her weapon grooming tools, examining the condition of her greatsword, and wiping the stains from her corpse on her greatsword, glancing at her.
Isilite was worried when Anne first came in as her colleague. What should she do if she doesn’t get along and causes friction?
However, Anne’s personality was not particularly angular, so it relieved her worries, and because of her friendly personality, she was able to get close quickly and feel relieved.
She did not want to trouble her master by causing a dispute with her new companion.
The problem is that you are experiencing difficulties in other areas.
When I was alone with my master, I had the opportunity to secretly seduce him several times a day, but as the number of people in my party increased, those opportunities drastically decreased.
This wasn’t Anne’s fault, it would have been the same if it had been her other colleague. Rather, Anne tells her love story here and there as if she wants to be with her master, and she secretly encourages her to be courageous…….
She was frankly embarrassing and embarrassing, but she didn’t hate it that much. Would she say that all her life she’s like a friend of the same sex she’s never had?
=Whoops.=
It’ll take a while for the xenomorph to reappear, now that I’ve circled her nearby room.
After she had finished grooming her weapon, Isilite stood some distance away from her bonfire and began to swing her saddle-stitched greatsword at her stance.
What am I going to do with her spare time? It is only natural that she herself is weaker than her master, and much weaker than Anne.
To keep up with Master and Anne, she must train harder than anyone else.
Boom- boom- boom-
Hwanin continued to stare at the soul of Gilles=Vexle, who was smiling vaguely in front of him while listening to the sound of a heavy sword cutting through the air.
“Even if you stare like that, there’s nothing you can do about it. Such a measure was not taken with you in mind, but a retaliation plan with just in case.”
“…….”
After letting Isilite and Anne roam around, Hwanin summoned Gilles = Bexul’s soul.
There were several reasons, but the biggest reason was that he was curious about being the same as himself.
There were no concerns about her safety.
It is because he has the forcible power to stand on the overwhelming edge against the soul, and because Gilles = Bexle is now dead, he cannot have any effect on reality.
In the case of the latter, it may have an effect that it does not know, but it can also annihilate the soul.
If you do nonsense, just blow your head off.
Gilles-Bexel, who called out like that, was confused for a while, then looked at Hwanin and said with a small smile.
‘You. It wasn’t an ordinary soul story.’
Called.
And then, like the desire for show-off and show-off of murderers, he started to make noise.
He said he didn’t know he would die like this, and he couldn’t help but admire your decisiveness. He’d killed hundreds of people for fun, but no one realized as quickly as you did that he was the culprit.
‘Did he not notice that I was of the same type as him?’
Gilles: Bexul’s attitude did not indicate that he recognized Hwanin as a psychopath like himself. So he forced an answer by force. Did you know that I am a psychopath like you?
‘A psychopath? Is that a word for someone like me? That means you’re just like me. This is very interesting. If I were alive, I think I would have been able to get to know you.”
When dismissed as nonsense, Gilles-Bexle showed a foolish performance that could not be noticed.
‘I’m sorry you decided that we couldn’t be close. …..Haha! Did you notice that too? That’s the correct answer. The sad thing is that you’re alive and you can’t feel the bliss that torments you.’
After that, the appearance of Gilles-Bexul, who had been talking about it for a long time, was very similar to that of a known psychopath.
The appearance of a heinous criminal who shamelessly spits out anything, tells another lie without blinking an eye even when a lie is caught, and has no remorse at all.
That’s why he’s been manipulating labyrinth robbers and harming people for his own pleasure.
Literally Antisocial Personality Disorder. Hwanin felt like Gilles = Bexul was a mirror of himself.
If it wasn’t for the education of parents, it’s a different side of yourself that would have been like this.
That’s why I watched Gilles = Bexle for a while, and when I didn’t feel so good about seeing another self, I brought up a story that stimulated Hwanin’s emotions.
‘Now that I am dead, my family will come after you. You’re right. It’s Crabberry.’
Immediately, force was used to establish whether or not the story was true, and it was true.
It is said that the powerful family always wears magic that can determine life and death, and it is connected to the main house’s Ansil and thoroughly managed.
‘I have informed the head family that I am going on a sightseeing trip to Farhist. Now that I’m dead, the family should start moving. Yesterday, I even recorded the location of entering the labyrinth, so I will put all parties who entered from the date I arrived in Farhist before I die as suspects and start an investigation. That means you’ll be caught by Crabberry’s dispatcher before long.’
Considering the authority of the baronial family in this world, it is obvious that words are not an investigation, and kidnapping, confinement, and assault will continue.
It is Gilles=Bexul, who flaunts and threatens and pressures at the same time, but when the subject of the threat stares at him without any change in attitude or emotion, he puts on a puzzled expression for a moment.
When you hear this threat, you have to show anxiety at the approach of a huge group that you can’t handle with a look that makes your hamstrings numb?
Well, maybe it’s because I haven’t realized it yet. Thinking simply, Gilles-Bexle continued with a shameless face.
“I’m looking forward to it. What happens when the spirit master dies? Will parents and grandparents, brothers and sisters, and all the people in the original family be killed in a massacre? Will you, a soul signer, become a soul when you die? Or will He Himself appear and take you in?”
Hwanin, who watched him tremble slightly as if excited, decided to dispose of the black-grey wolf-headed man and immediately took action.
When I snorted along with a sneer, Gilles-Bexel immediately reacted sharply.
“Why are you reacting like that?”
Mental illness that is selfish and unable to empathize with others’ feelings, and a high status as a powerful family that tends to develop a sense of choice. The union could not tolerate the act of laughing at itself.
Even that was an extremely funny illusion.
Now, this man is more stupid than he thinks, that his words are full of great contradictions and errors, and he doesn’t even notice them.
Hwanin thought so and slowly opened his mouth.
