Chapter 115
Chapter 115
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 115
Chapter Title: Battle for the Floating Island
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"Who would've thought the day would come when I'd think, 'Yulis, you were right!'..."
Yedre muttered with a sigh, scanning his surroundings.
"Anyone gonna answer who did that to her? No one?"
Yedre asked the others, as if he'd already forgotten about the pig rolling on the ground.
The Murderers soon... started snickering.
"Fucking finally showed up. The try-hard edgelord."
"Yeah. The type who acts all high and mighty then gets wrecked."
"The apostle of justice has arrived, heh heh heh."
"Oh yeah, I remember that guy. He's a player, right? The one who became a new instructor at Prynar Academy?"
A player?
Wondering if it meant "Outsider," Yedre tilted his head. One of them stared him down piercingly before bursting into mocking laughter.
"Level 58! Oh wow, a super strong guy's graced us~"
"Mid-tier at best~"
"We're all mid-tier. One of us is even high-tier, asshole?"
Laughter erupted.
Yedre looked utterly bored.
Among them, Juice stepped forward.
Standing right in Yedre's face, he grinned with menacing eyes.
"Hey."
"Yeah."
"Your perks must be OP as hell, huh? Makes you feel like hot shit?"
"Hm? Well... who knows?"
It was a lukewarm response, but Juice didn't notice the unease and pressed on.
"Bullshit. We all thought we were the best at first too. Listen up good, you punk, since it's advice from your seniors."
"Sure thing, asshole."
"This fucker's got no manners? We'll fix that later... Hey. There's ten thousand players in Elryunar, dickhead."
"So?"
"Out of those ten thousand, only ten are worth clinging to among the top powerhouses... Know what that means?"
"What?"
Juice grinned wickedly.
"We're cannon fodder. Side characters. Fodder who can only farm weaklings."
"......"
"Better to wake up to reality quick. Stick with the strong ones to reach enlightenment faster."
"What's enlightenment?"
Everyone scoffed at Yedre's reply.
He'd asked sincerely, but the Murderers thought he was being a smartass.
"This punk mocking his seniors?"
"Hey, Juice! That guy's weird! Beat his ass!"
The man in the strange mask said urgently.
"What? What's weird about him, fuck? Making a big fuss..."
"The barrier shattered the moment he walked in! He's got something going for him!"
The mood flipped again.
Does he have some powerful perk? Uneasy gazes turned to Yedre, who calmly asked,
"Hey. Then lemme ask your senior here something."
"What, fuckhead?"
"Who did that to her?"
He thumbed at Clarit, who flinched slightly.
Noticing her reaction, Yedre's eyes narrowed.
Juice looked dumbfounded, then burst out laughing, clutching his stomach.
"...Heh, heh heh heh! Heh heh heh heh!! Oh man!! My sides hurt!! This guy's really acting like he's somebody..."
Thwack!
Juice slammed into the wall before finishing.
The renowned fast-reaction Juice among the Murderers went down so pathetically that they all unleashed their power at once.
Yedre hummed thoughtfully, then shrugged it off.
"Whatever. I'll beat you all down first, then figure it out."
"Yedre! That pig hit Clarit when she was already hurt later on, but the one who did that to her at first vanished somewhere!"
El shouted.
"Oh? Well then."
Guess it's fine to wreck them all.
As Yedre replied to El like that, he was suddenly flung back by something black.
"What? Wreck us?"
A massive rock-flinging mage in robes sneered.
"You retarded shit's talking big..."
Whoosh.
He'd clearly been launched, but Yedre appeared before the mage in an instant, cutting him off.
Green energy grabbed Yedre, though...
"Got him! Now!"
A shrill woman's voice triggered a barrage of attacks.
Even Juice, peeled off the wall, charged with a demonic rage-filled face.
.....
Yedre sized them up one by one.
Perk turning body to strongest metal.
Green telekinesis perk.
Rock-specialized magic perk.
Barrier perk.
Presumably undying slash perk.
The rolling pig felt oddly textured when hit, likely defense-related perk.
Two with mental perks; one wielding a whip with powerful mana.
One up top doing something. Triggered by observation?
The last one smirking creepily was annoying.
Yedre thought.
Hm. They're pretty damn strong.
These are Outsiders.
Cheaters with full perk access.
They called themselves weakling farmers, but they were still cheaters no normal or untalented person could match.
Each one could level mountains, rivers, cliffs, plains.
And their skill was shit compared to their power.
Slash!
"Huh?"
The green telekinesis split, never touching Yedre again.
A deep gash appeared on a Murderer's chest...
"Gahk!"
The woman spewing blood and kneeling started it; the charging group all took sword wounds and got pushed back.
The Murderers looked stunned.
What just happened?
"Look here!"
The glasses guy's raised smartphone got sliced clean off, and before he could react, his eyes were slashed.
"Gyaak!"
They gaped at the guy collapsing with a weird scream.
Impossible.
Why one-shot everyone?
We're higher level?
Where's our HP, defense? All one-shot?
...Just like Almiraz.
Even after becoming Murderers and living freely, they'd always feared that grim reaper Almiraz.
Why does he remind them of him now?
Feeling his sturdy body sliced, Juice twisted away from an incoming slash.
But it pursued relentlessly.
"Wh-what?!"
It was Pursuit Blessing's effect, but Juice had no clue.
No matter how fast he fled, it chased... and...
Stab!
"Kek!"
Yedre's sword silently pierced and withdrew from his gut.
Pain welled in Juice's eyes with tears.
Boom!
Yedre's follow-up slash hammered his back, sending Juice sprawling forward.
With Juice neutralized, the crisis deepened.
"Damn! Everyone pile on... Grahk?!"
The barrier guy flew from a punch.
Mayal, freed from ice, had struck him.
The Murderers smirked triumphantly.
Stupid bitch came out herself!
To take down that mystery perk guy, hostages work. He came to a dangerous place for hostages!
But that thought proved wrong fast.
Eye-searing light trails from ultra-fast light orbs blasted the green telekinesis Murderer and rising glasses guy unconscious.
"Wha... wha..."
"You lot. Ready?"
"Ready for... what?"
"To die."
El's blazing eyes and orbiting light orbs felt divine.
The awe and terror of beholding the sacred.
And not just her.
Clarit, thought neutralized, advanced with sparkling terrifying ice blades.
The situation turning weird, the Murderers frantically scanned around.
"Hey! Tats! Hostages!!"
"Yeah, got it."
The seductive woman directed, and charmed normal men rose... only to get mowed down.
Lius had zipped in with sword drawn, whistling.
"Uwooo!"
The enraged pig, whose dick wouldn't stick no matter what, charged the burly Lalz ahead, only to eat two fists and crash!!
Riyet and Plaan blocked approaching controlled ones with red and bluish Prynar blasts scattering them.
Remi shielded Lena with barriers; Asita steadily prepared a spell while eyeing Yedre.
'Th-these little shits. They're strong?!'
The students were inexplicably powerful despite staying put.
His barrier shook under rapid-fire heavy attacks.
"Ah... hey! You watched it all! Do something!"
The barrier guy yelled at the smug ordinary man who'd laughed confidently from upstairs.
The group's sole high-tier Outsider.
He too held a smartphone.
He shouted,
"I know your perk well, Yedre!"
"?"
"No matter if it's real or not, I'll slice the 'phenomenon' itself too, hee?!"
The barrier guy barely blocked an incoming slash for him.
"Crazy fuck, quit yapping and hurry!"
"Hmph! My power steals and uses others'! I'll use yours!"
Activating an app, he aimed his phone at Yedre.
Clarit tensed, grasping their words.
If they steal and use Yedre's perk... can they stop it?
"Wha... what?"
The doubt was fleeting.
The man panicked, then horrified.
"What... what is this! You're not a perk user... Agh!"
His throat slit, he gurgled blood and dropped to his knees.
"?"
Yedre, with a what-the-hell expression, temple-kicked him unconscious. Right after, the gaping barrier guy tumbled from El's orb.
The rock mage panicked.
"H-hey! Grab hostages! Grab 'em!! Everyone up and grab hostages!"
Thinking it their only salvation, even the briefly stunned rose—even badly beaten blond Juice lunged at bystanders...
Scraaape.
Yedre slashed the ground.
Boom boom boom!!
Spiked slashes erupted from the earth, blasting most Murderers away.
A variant of the rising earth Apiz taught him.
Even their trump card blocked, the rock mage lost it.
"W-wait! We still have the charmed men!"
Indeed, Lius hadn't freed about ten; positioned right by Murderers.
Yedre replied indifferently.
"Strangers' lives ain't my problem."
No bluff, no lie.
The Murderers, who'd pegged him a naive do-gooder, were speechless.
This guy.
Dead serious.
"......F-fine! There's still one student up there...!"
"Oh? Talking about me~?"
A leisurely voice.
What happened?
The monk, dragged by the scruff by tiny Insers, looked mummified and withered.
For a moment, horns seemed on her head, a devil tail on her butt—illusion?
"I was gonna do something~ but our stylish instructor showed up?"
Insers eyed Yedre with fondness, more than goodwill.
And.
"Ah... aaah! Aaaaah!!"
The rock mage summoned a boulder to flip an entire Floating Island sector.
Endless rocks poured from his hands.
Not rocks—more like waves, a tsunami.
"You mad fuck!"
The barrier guy yelled, but panicked mage wouldn't stop.
Power to startle a top clan heir.
As Lius gulped near the mage,
Kiiiiing.
The massive rock, enough to bury the tavern, split like Moses' miracle with cracks, then halved the mage's hands.
"Kaaaaak!"
The summoning rocks dissolved to mana; Yedre stomped the screaming mage's head unconscious.
Lius gulped again watching.
"...Fucking cool."
"Pardon?"
Yedre eyed him like what'd-you-say.
Not expecting to be heard, Lius floundered.
"Uh, n-nothing!"
"Okay."
Yedre shrugged disinterestedly and approached the now-lone barrier guy.
"Ah, uwaa...ah!"
Hands waving no, but Dia's blade was already at his throat.
How'd she get so close?
Too late for barrier.
El sneered.
"Thought we feared you? We watched because of that Veil guy?"
"......"
Outsiders were strong.
Just that Hizamin and Academy geniuses were stronger.
"Still... still got the charm! If you want the hostages, kneel now...!"
"He doesn't care about unknown men's lives."
"......"
The barrier guy gaped.
"Aren't you a hostage too? Wanna trade?"
"Yeah. I'm not."
A soft voice—Tats the seductress.
She suddenly started dancing.
"Darling. You talk tough but don't rush in? So sweet."
"......"
"Wanna watch my dance a bit? Then... I'll spare them."
The controlled men grinned idiotically, ready to self-harm.
One even prepped to gouge his eye—Flat.
Wondered where he'd gone... Yedre sighed, glancing at shaking El and unfocused Flat.
"Think cheap threats or weird dances work on me?"
"Gotta try to know~?"
Twirl. Twirl.
Seductive dance.
After watching a while, Yedre smirked pitifully... and lost focus in his eyes.
"...Yedre?"
"Eh? D-Dre?"
"Wait... a sec."
El, Mayal, Lalz panicked in turn.
...What if he turns on us now?
Reverse situation?
"You girl-crazy bastard!"
Asita suddenly yelled; Yedre's focus wavered.
"Nice one, seductress! Uwahahaha!"
"Ufufufu. Come here."
Yedre zombie-walked to her as ordered.
Stroking his cheek gently up close, she whispered sweetly.
"Your mental resistance stat's impressive, but my mental corruption's way higher~?"
"......"
"Only top-tier Outsiders have your level. I'd struggle with a mental defense skill, darling."
"......"
"My charm's usually just crude control, but I like you, so I'll properly train... you."
"Oh really? Just basic control?"
"?"
"Was worried it'd linger or leave aftereffects post-subdual."
Thud!
"Guh."
Seductress doubled over from gut punch, then wretched.
Remi shuddered blushing for some reason.
"I-impossible... Your... mental stat was... below my corruption..."
She trembled in disbelief, eyes wide.
"What... are you...!"
"Just faint."
Yedre stomped her head into her vomit, knocking her out, then eyed the truly lone barrier guy.
He dazedly looked around.
All Murderers writhed in agony on the floor.
Those mighty Murderers.
Crawling pathetically before one man.
Barrier guy mumbled blankly.
"......How'd you resist the charm..."
"Third question."
Yedre pointed at Clarit.
"Who did that to her? Where'd he go?"
"......"
Slap!
"Agh!"
Yedre closed in lightning-fast, slapping his face.
Jaw and teeth shattered; barrier guy groaned in tears.
So arrogant earlier—ridiculous.
"Where'd that fucker go?"
"D-don't know! Heard he went to summon the Demon King, didn't tell us the spot! R-real... ugh!"
Another slap; he sniffled.
"Wh-why hit me? I told you everything..."
"Felt like it."
"......"
"Satisfying?"
"N-no..."
Yedre exhaled, hoisting the feigning-faint pig.
"Uh-."
"What 'uh'."
Crunch.
"Kiiiiiaaaah!!"
Twisting thick wrist made the pig scream madly; Yedre punched his face.
Teeth and whole face caved; thud unconscious.
"Clarit."
"......"
"Take him later and handle it."
So saying, Yedre glanced back.
Asita was there.
They eyed silently; Yedre mouthed wait a sec.
Then strode to Clarit.
As he reached for her face, she flinched.
Yedre gently caressed it.
"It's really swollen."
"...Doesn't hurt. As top clan heirs, we're trained specially—no torture breaks us. So this... uh... I mean... ice it and..."
Unlike her, rambling from pain.
Swelling eased a bit, but Yedre caressed once more.
Prynar swirled tautly; her swelling and bruise vanished.
"Healing skill...? When'd you learn this...?"
Clarit asked wide-eyed.
But Yedre already looked away.
For some reason, that stung Clarit's chest.
Yedre quietly eyed Asita again.
"Am I that into girls?"
"......"
Asita blushed, averting eyes.
Yedre smiled bitterly, closing in.
"Asita. That... hear me out..."
In the oddly ticklish space.
An intruder appeared.
"Who did that, you ask?"
A voice from the floor.
As Yedre drew sword, black darkness weaponized, engulfing and stabbing from all sides.
Krunch!
"Kyaaak!"
"Yedre!!"
El screamed furious; Mayal called desperately.
Yedre's body seemed pierced by dark spears, floating midair.
"Me."
Veil, eyes blazing rage, glared—when'd he arrive?
Yedre smirked.
"Perfect."
"What?"
"No need to hunt you down."
"......"
Up close, all dark weapons' tips were severed.
'Ambush from all angles... and he reacted in that instant?'
Yedre hopped lightly off a dark spear atop it.
Landing gracefully, Veil asked suspiciously.
"...What are you?"
"Yedre."
"Who asked your name, fuck... ugh?!"
Instinct twisted him; Prynar exploded in empty air.
Space-piercing slash.
"This... fucker!"
Veil roared, unleashing massive darkness.
Nothing going right—another what-the-fuck?
Instructor allies gone, summoned Demon King overwhelmed by damn hero, trusted spot left with ragged squinty instructor and this creepy-eyed mystery Outsider instructor?
"V-Veil! Came to help... guhk!"
Barrier guy's head exploded with his mask.
No camaraderie from Veil. Not even allies.
Stressed on useless trash, Veil eyed the foe.
The one vaguely like Almiraz...
"Hey. Block this too."
Darkness surged from Veil.
Yedre sensed... enough to blanket 1/3 of the island.
Riyet tsked, raising hands; Plaan whispered to something in his shadow.
Yedre awed.
"Scale's insane..."
Outsiders can get this strong... Gripping sword two-handed, he muttered.
"Oh? Block with that puny sword if you can!"
Flash.
Darkness shot like light. A single flame-like slash pierced the dark tsunami instantly, aiming for Veil.
"Heok?!"
Shocked Veil condensed darkness to a point. Barely held.
Grrrrumble. Pushing back the slash with cold sweat.
"This shit...? Huh?!"
Light orbs and ice chunks flew at him.
'Dark defense can't block these easily!'
Auto-defense skills useless; Veil halted attack, floated up...
Lius and Dia slashed him.
"Guhk! You fucks!"
Regenerated wounds instantly, glaring—but Mayal struck from behind, slamming him down. Then his head poked, poked, boom boom relentlessly.
'Mental attack?!'
Far superior true 'Charm' to his minion seductress crashed in; Veil yanked darkness hastily.
Who? Hard to pinpoint.
Probably that subtly sexy little girl.
Too strong to attack.
The three yet to strike watched, but would pile on soon.
'Damn...!'
These Academy geniuses.
Not just instructors—students too, future world-bearers.
Three top clan heirs natural powerhouses rivaling perk users.
But greenhorns growing; heirs tough, but Veil confident killing them all.
Except one reason.
That mystery swordsman player.
'Where'd this monster spawn?! Attack power rivals rankers!!'
Shuddering, Veil yelled.
"You! Who's your handler god?!"
"Huh?"
"Handler god! Why? Scared?!"
Blank at nonsense, Yedre grinned evilly.
Even Veil flinched at the scheming smile.
Yedre declared boldly.
"Loveheart. Loveheart. Important, so again: Goddess of Love and Hearts, Loveheart. Got it?"
"......?"
"What? Didn't hear? Dumbass? Loveheart. Loveheart. Loveheart."
Silence fell.
"...Ha, this fucker mocking me? Cocky from that hero huh..."
.....
Veil and Yedre stopped.
They looked up.
No warning.
Suddenly, both were inside the tavern as if natural.
"...Ha. Finally lifted your heavy asses?"
Veil sneered.
Students smiled joyfully.
"Instructor Alfred!"
"Vice Principal Gazier...!"
Yes.
Alfred and Gazier.
Among Prynar Academy's top powerhouses.
They descended smoothly atop the tavern.
Veil approached casually, slinging arm over Alfred's shoulder.
"...Instructor Alfred?"
Mayal, supporting fallen Yapuno, called uneasily; Veil screeched mockingly in response.
"Wahahahaha what now?! The guys you trusted! Let 120 Murderers into the Floating Island?!"
Wahahahaha
Laughing, Gazier eyed Clarit and Yapuno, muttering.
"Sorry."
"...Why?"
Mayal murmured briefly.
Yedre snorted.
"...What's funny?"
"Retard."
"What?"
Right after.
Darkness burst from Alfred, coiling around Veil.