Chapter 167 – With the Ancestors (13)
I’ll bring the Holy Sword. It was one of those regrets running through my head. If there was a holy sword, no matter how strong the hero became, it was worth trying. The reason I didn’t bring the holy sword to this dungeon was insignificant. It was because the holy sword itself was a dangerous thing to carry around, and he hadn’t even thought of the possibility of fighting a hero in a dungeon.
It would be a major accident if even a hero accidentally scratched the holy sword while fighting. I didn’t know how to decipher this poison, and it ended there when the hero searched for it.
“What wish do you want to fulfill, priest?”
Fortunately, A.A didn’t listen to my wishes. Maybe only the spirits and I could hear the inner voice, but A.A was looking at the spirits and me alternately with an expression of incomprehension. There was a little uneasiness in her eyes. Until she heard her inner voice her, the benevolence of her spirits her was enough to discourage her.
“It’s a secret.”
If you couldn’t hear it, you didn’t have to tell me. The spirits slightly frowned at my answer, but then sighed and nodded. Then, he glanced back at A.A. And cleared his throat. She said ay ay
“Then… Uh, uh, what did you decide to do?”
“I, Aglio Festa, support the hero A.A.”
The spirit that made fun of my ancestors solemnly declared its support for A.A. As if the sound was a signal flare, dozens of souls all flocked to A.A. I couldn’t help but click her tongue while watching her A.A.’S stats rise in real time.
Name: Aye
Occupation: Warrior
Level: 55
Stat
*You are receiving the protection of the soul.
Strength: 392
Dexterity: 336
Intelligence: 210
Luck: 240
Characteristic
Warrior’s Will
When incapacitated, there is an 80% chance to negate the effect.
Fortitude
Even if you run out of energy, you can get back up just once.
Evil attendant
Deals 3x damage when countered.
Gender reversal
Gender changed due to some side effect
Soul protection
Stats increase by an additional 4% for each soul that grants protection.
Number of souls currently under protection: 25
“Chew…”
I fixed the mace. A.A said as she looked around at the spirits around her with a bright expression on her face, as if power was gushing out of her body.
“Go, I think I’ve gotten stronger!”
The bearded elf spirit was cheering with a very lively expression.
“Oh! Yes, we have decided to support your dream. Love is a very noble value! It has been said since ancient times that a person who loves cannot defeat another person! Hero! Defeat Peta Lucius and win love!”
Saying that makes me look like a villain. I clicked my tongue, revealing my dirty feeling on my face. Not a single soul remained by my side. The spirits averted my gaze and encouraged A.A.
“Yes! I see potential in you! You will surely make a great man!”
“You’ll have great muscles and a dick the size of my forearm! Be a man!”
“That’s right! That’s right! You’re a great guy even if others don’t acknowledge it!”
In particular, my ancestors were very passionately supporting A.A. He was holding A.A.’S hand and shouting with tears on his face.
“Ayyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyying?”
“No, what kind of wish did the priest wish for…”
A.A asked such a question, perhaps wondering the reaction of the ancestors who suddenly changed. And that question became a catalyst for silence. Just like relatives meddling in college entrance exams, the ancestors who had poured out promiscuous words of support for A.A. All shut up. Although they despise my shameful wishes, they seemed unable to utter them.
“Uh… Um. What’s important to other people’s wishes? That you trust Peta Lucius as a colleague. Isn’t that enough?”
The solemn soul persuaded A.A. With a puzzled expression.
“Yes! The priest is my great colleague.”
A.A replied with a bright expression. I was slightly heartbroken by that answer, but my feelings were nothing compared to the screams of my ancestors. In particular, the cries of my ancestors were running to the climax of grief, as if I had made an incestuous genealogy.
“Aigooooo.”
I decided to put my understanding of my ancestors aside. The other spirits were patting my ancestors with pitying expressions. Now they seemed to have stopped making fun of my ancestors. Isn’t there such a thing? Making fun of good-looking people is just making fun of them, but making fun of ugly people for being ugly is a real bad guy. It was clear that telling ugly offspring that they were ugly was a taboo among spirits.
A.A waved her sword in the air, looked carefully at Mimir, and said.
“Uh, do I have to fight with a weapon? I’ll be able to survive even if I get hit by one or two maces, but I think I’ll be seriously hurt if I get hit by a blade…”
Actually, that bothered me too. If I beat A.A, it’s a matter of if I heal later, but if A.A blows my neck, I can’t even revive. I was considering surrendering right now, depending on the circumstances.
Mimir said in a nonchalant tone.
“This place is my territory. No one can die here.”
Mimir pointed her finger at me. Before I had time to respond, a flash of fire came out of her fingertips, and my arm her was cut off and blown away.
“Uh?”
“Uh huh?”
A.A was more flustered than I was and looked at Mimir. My hand holding the mace flew off into the air, and before I even felt the pain, I grabbed my arm her and sat down. However, the feeling of touching my arm of hers was strange, so when I looked down, my arm of hers was still attached.
“What.”
“This is my territory. No one dies here. So we fight until one side surrenders. This is Mimir’s will.”
In simple terms, it meant a mental battle. I narrowed my eyes at the belated pain in my arm her. A.A pointed the blade at me and showed a slight hesitation.
“Is that really okay?”
“Don’t say it’s okay! Cancer! Cut it down!”
“Cut it down! A guy like that should have his limbs cut off!”
If A.A hesitated, the spirits around her were urging them to inflict pain on me. In fact, aren’t those guys not ancestors, but demons trying to lead the hero down a bad path? There was no need to waste time now. There was no death, no unlucky defeat. I fixed my mace and said.
“Hero. Then let’s begin.”
“Ah yes.”
A.A. Nodded her head and raised her sword. I also took her mace and glared at A.A. She corrected her posture, stepping slightly behind her on her steps her.
“Then, let’s go.”
“Yes. Come.”
And that was it. The next moment, she had a blade hanging from the nape of my neck, and A.A. Had her eyes wide open in surprise at her own over-speeding of movements of her. The spirits cheered as I put the knife to my throat.
“Good work! The warrior is very strong!”
“Yeah! Just cut it! Pain, pain!”
“Fuck me!”
A.A gritted his teeth and said.
“G-surrender. After all, cutting is a bit like that.”
A.A. Was not one to slash her comrades for her own gain her. But I was the kind of person who could hit A.A. On the head her with a mace. I ignored Ai’s suggestion and turned her sideways to avoid her blade.
Puck!
“Ugh!”
No, I was trying to turn it. At the same time as I moved her her body her, Ai hit her on the side her with her free hand. I heard the sound of bones breaking as her fists her dug into my side. I grabbed my side of her and sat down. A.A said as she wiped her hands.
“I don’t like cutting, but if it’s hitting, I can do anything.”
A.A clenched her fists and once again handed me her offer her.
“Are you going to surrender?”
Of course, I couldn’t surrender. If you surrender here, A.A will become a man. Then I become a chewy cub that was put to the man. Even if I was beaten too much here and went out of my mind, I had to prevent that situation. I shook my head and got up again.
“No.”
AI narrowed his eyes at those words. She asked, munching her lips. Her eyes were twisted, and her expression was resentful.
“Did I, did you really hate me being a man?”
“It’s not that I hate being a man. I’m a man with a dream, so I can’t back down.”
At my words, the spirits looked at each other with amazement on their faces. My ancestors were now sitting on the floor with their mouths shut and weeping. Aie asked.
“A dream?”
“Yes. Everyone has a dream. I’m fighting for my dream too. I don’t want to fight the hero, but on the other hand, I also want to fight. Isn’t the hero like that?”
It was sincere that I wanted to fight at least once. Because A.A was one of the few people who could compete with me head-to-head in this worldview. It was unfortunate that the special buff called Protection of the Soul intervened, but I was quite satisfied with the confrontation even in this way. A.A. Thought about her for a moment, then nodded her head.
“That’s right. Priest. I was short of thoughts.”
A.A opened up the distance again and grabbed her sword. A ghastly life glowed from the blade her. She slightly bent her knees and set her sword at an angle, holding it with both hands. I fixed my mace again and robbed her of her seat and got up. He still felt the pain of a broken bone in his side of her, but there were no wounds.
“From now on, you can do it properly.”
A.A. Nodded her head and put her foot forward. I grabbed the mace and cast a blessing on myself. You won’t be able to beat the protection of the soul with the stat buff, but it was right to try everything you could.
Let’s do our best. Because I have a dream too. Because my dear wives are waiting for my success. Because my ancestors are also watching over me. I held out my mace and let out a spirit.
“Aaaaagh!”
And once again, the body was cut at an invisible speed. I struggled with the pain that cut through my chest, and I thought. Fuck. Will you surrender?
