Chapter 317
Chapter 317
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Translator: Vine
Chapter: 317
Chapter Title: I'll Join the Fight Too
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Whoosh! Whoosh whoosh!
The winds are connected to one another.
As a result, the voices carried by the sylphs had already flown all the way here.
“Kyarr.”
“Hey? It’s that one, that guy!”
“That guy?”
“The one from the wind sector who dared to say ‘Executor’ out loud. He’s with Lady Sylestin and the others?”
“Kyarr rur. This is bad. This is really bad.”
‘What?’
Her older sister, Jea, furrowed her brow.
Her younger sister, Sua, twisted her face as well.
‘He said Executor out loud?’
‘In the wind sector...? What’s he planning to do...?’
The [Spirit Realm - Wind Sector] was under the jurisdiction of the Spirit King Sylphid.
And there was one thing that Spirit King hated more than anything else.
- Non-spirits, outsiders, uttering the name of ‘Executor Stormtree’!
Rumble rumble...!
The two supreme spirits watching over the sisters’ training grew agitated.
They began emitting overwhelming auras, as if anyone who disturbed their king must be eliminated on the spot.
Jea shook her head slightly.
She understood Sylestin’s reaction, but that man knew nothing.
Ignorance was a fault, sure, but did it warrant forfeiting his life?
“Calm down, Sylestin.”
Jea spoke up.
“I’ll handle it.”
- Contractor!
- That fool uttered the name ‘Executor’!
- It hasn’t been long since the Spirit King regained his peace!
- If he triggers another outburst, what are we supposed to do?!
- We must rip that insolent mouth apart right now!
“I understand.”
Jea nodded.
“But it’s already too late. Chatty sylphs wouldn’t keep this quiet, so it’s inevitable that it reaches the Spirit King... Killing him now won’t change anything.”
Strictly speaking, the man before her had indeed harmed the Spirit Realm.
Still, she didn’t want to dirty her own hands over something like that.
‘If he must pay the price.’
The Spirit King would handle it himself.
As Jea stepped in to intervene, her younger sister Sua wore a strange expression.
“Sister, is that really okay?”
“...Life is precious.”
“But the Spirit King might get mad at you too.”
“If the Spirit King takes a life over mere words... then maybe we’re contracted to demons, not spirits?”
“Sister!”
Sua gasped in shock.
This was the Spirit Realm.
Insulting the Spirit King in the Spirit Realm?
And by a spiritist, no less?
She knew her sister Jea was stubborn about things like this, but she never imagined she’d say something like that to a complete stranger.
Ignoring Sua’s cry, Jea turned to Joo Dong-hoon.
“You’ve heard, so you grasp the situation... That’s roughly how it is. I don’t know how you ended up here. But you should leave now—for your own sake. As soon as possible.”
Urging him to leave quickly.
That was the greatest mercy Jea could offer this being.
* * *
Having heard the situation, I looked at her with a surprised expression.
‘Jea...’
What a kind soul.
The kind you wonder how she’s survived in this brutal world.
I was grateful.
With my personality of repaying favors twofold or more, I wanted to express my thanks.
“...”
Hmm.
But the situation was pretty dire.
The two Sylestins (SSS Grade) hovering behind the sisters.
For starters, they were absolutely beyond me.
Unless I wrecked my body borrowing the essences’ power, I’d just get torn apart.
It felt like two dragons were glaring at me.
Facing their gazes alone made my heart—and my entire body—tighten.
‘This is terrifying.’
Even in an SS-grade medium dungeon.
What kind of hell difficulty is this?
Anyway.
She’s letting me go, so maybe I should just be on my way...?
“Sister says to let him go, but I can’t do that!”
That’s when Sua stepped forward beside Jea.
“Sua!”
“Quiet! How do we know who he is? For all we know, he could be a spy sent from the earth sector?”
Sua stared straight at me.
“First off, I’ll ask again. Who are you? How did you enter the Spirit Realm without a contract?”
“...Hmm.”
I scratched my head.
“Well...”
What should I say?
That I just opened a medium dungeon and it dropped me here?
Yeah, no.
And I couldn’t bring up ‘Executor’ either.
From the mood, one more mention and those Sylestins behind would shred me like a rag.
“There’s no way to explain it. Anything I say here would just make you more suspicious.”
Plus.
To clear the quest, I had to learn about ‘Executor’ somehow.
I needed to know her ‘grudge’ and resolve it.
“If you say it like that, I have no choice but to suspect you!”
“That can’t be helped.”
Sigh.
Guess we’re clashing after all?
Fine.
If I can’t avoid it, might as well enjoy it.
“It’s not unavoidable. You’ll die!”
“Killing me would be kinda scary.”
When I grinned and said that, Sua gave me an incredulous look.
“How about instead of killing me, you take me to that Spirit King or whatever?”
Might as well go all in.
Meet the final boss and ask directly.
Come to think of it, isn’t this my usual dungeon style?
Hiding away wouldn’t yield any answers anyway.
Above all, my heart was telling me to go for it.
- You madman! Charging in without backup again? Reckless! Utterly reckless!
An old man’s voice rang like an hallucination.
But you know me—I’m like this.
“Meeting the Spirit King in a situation like this...? Sounds like you’re begging to die.”
“Haha, does it?”
“Sorry, but this isn’t the time for jokes. And do you think the Spirit King meets anyone who asks?”
“Yes.”
I nodded.
“Executor, Executor, Executor, Executor... That should do it.”
That Spirit King over there.
He flips out over this name, right?
Time to meet him and find out why.
My gut feeling.
It seemed like the key to resolving Executor Stormtree’s grudge was there.
“You madman?!”
As I chanted Executor repeatedly, Sua’s eyes went wide.
At the same time.
Rumble rumble rumble...!
The Sylestins behind me unleashed massive auras.
Immense power shook the world.
“Eek!”
“S-Sylestin’s angry!”
“Run! Get away!”
The sylphs scattered in all directions.
Even the spiritist Sua flinched and stiffened.
Jea was so flustered she hiccuped.
My breath caught in my throat too.
‘This is insane.’
Without a doubt, in this Spirit Realm...
These supreme spirits seemed more dangerous than dragons.
- We held back for our contractor, but this is too much!
- No need to watch further! I’ll tear you to shreds and hurl you into that wind waterfall!
Whoa, scary.
Spirits acting like big bad villains.
Fwoosh!
With no choice, I drew my Godslayer Spear.
Really, no choice.
Even if I tried to run, this girl Sua wouldn’t let me.
And I had no way to convince them either?
Above all.
I was most curious why they flinched at the word ‘Executor’.
“Sylestin!”
Jea shouted.
I didn’t know the spiritist-contractor dynamic.
But it seemed they needed mutual agreement to attack.
“Sister Jea, I’m done! Blame that guy, not me! That was too much just now!”
Sua’s Sylestin’s aura locked onto me.
- Die!
A torrent of wind power crashed toward me.
Kwa-gaga-gah...!
I gritted my teeth.
Good, I can do this.
I can definitely handle it!
‘The Heavenly Demon ascended to constellation grade the moment he entered the demonic state.’
And I.
When I saw that Heavenly Demon right in front of me, I definitely felt I could take him on.
Even if my grade was SS.
My foundation surpassed an ordinary constellation.
“Hraaah!”
Enduring the onslaught of wind, I thrust my spear toward the Sylestin.
One technique from the Myriad Arts, ‘Pierce’.
The simplest stance, the most efficient path—a flying stab.
I poured my life into it.
Screeeee!
The spear flew.
Like a shot arrow, a thrown dart, or a punching fist!
That single move contained the foundations of thousands of techniques I’d built.
The moment the flying spear met the Sylestin’s aura.
Kwaaaaaang!
A massive explosion rocked the world.
“This is it.”
But this wasn’t the end.
I’d merely deflected one burst of Sylestin’s aura.
That spirit wouldn’t go down to a single pierce.
“Myriad Arts, you bastards!”
Kwa-gaga-gah-gah!
I unleashed a shower of spears.
Even as immense force sliced my skin, pounded like boulders, stabbed like needles.
Eyes blazing with killing intent, I didn’t retreat.
‘Damn.’
They were strong—really strong.
Is this the standing of supreme spirits in the Spirit Realm?
But why.
Did it feel so good?
In the end, if I could just claim their bone frames.
If I could truly awaken the bone frames.
Wouldn’t they all be mine?
- Not bad.
- I wondered why you were so arrogant—turns out you had reason to be!
Kwa-gaga-gah-gah!
Me and the Sylestins.
We clashed in earnest.
But instinctively, I knew.
If we kept this up, my stamina would run out soon.
And if Jea’s Sylestin joined in?
‘It’d be over.’
Well, then I’d have to use my last resort.
‘Essences?’
This guy’s showboating with elements against you elemental final bosses?
Punish him!
I’d have to call the essences...
[The Essence of Water snickers.]
[The Essence of Water says yeah, they’re showboating, but so are you.]
Huh?
Wha—?
Hold on!
You’ve been quiet this whole time, and now you’re talking?
My eyes sparkled.
* * *
“...”
“...”
Jea and Sua gaped, rubbing their eyes.
“Sister...”
“How can a person do that?”
Sua couldn’t believe it.
A person facing a supreme spirit barehanded?
In the Spirit Realm, no less?
There were plenty of strong folks in the 「Sepheus」 world.
But none could fight a Sylestin in the Spirit Realm and survive.
Why?
Because the Spirit Realm.
Especially in their own attribute’s sector.
Amplifies the spirits’ power exponentially.
“Does this even make sense?”
Sua looked baffled amid her shock.
“I can feel it. Sylestin’s struggling quite a bit. He won’t lose, but he can’t claim an easy win either! This...! We need your help, Sister!”
“...Hmm.”
Jea hesitated.
She’d thought it was just some clueless fool stumbling into the Spirit Realm and suffering for it.
But if he was that strong?
The answer was clear.
‘He’s not human.’
Not a person.
No one calls something like that a person.
They call it a monster.
“Sua.”
“Yeah, Sister.”
“I’ll... join the fight too.”
In the end, Jea resolved herself.
To leap into that duel.
“But.”
She was curious about that man.
How he got here, how he wielded such power.
Spiritists gathered in the Spirit Realm came from all walks.
Countless worlds across the universe had their own spiritists, and only the elite made it here.
Jea wondered which world he hailed from.
Also, she sensed it.
Suspicious or monstrous as he was.
He wasn’t evil.
“Don’t kill him—just subdue him. Okay?”
“...”
Sua met Jea’s eyes.
Eyes that wouldn’t join unless she agreed.
Finally, Sua nodded with a resigned expression.
“Got it, Sister.”