Chapter 191
Chapter 191
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Translator: penny
Chapter: 191
Chapter Title: Omen
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[Stats]
[Level] 71(+6)
[Health] 1
[Mana] 10
[Faith] 4
[Endurance] 5
[Proficiency] 1
[Strength] 25
[Magic Power] 10
[Divine Power] 10
[Durability] 7
‘Huh, it went up more than I thought?’
I’d been ignoring my level for a while, but checking my stat screen now, it had risen a whopping 6 levels.
Considering that after level 60, even late-game field mobs or bosses didn’t give enough EXP for a level-up per kill, this was a pretty significant jump.
‘……Not sure if it’s supposed to go up this much.’
It felt like my level was higher than it should be compared to the number of field mobs and bosses I’d taken down.
Even I couldn’t remember the exact EXP from every monster kill. That kind of info wasn’t useful in the game anyway—just trivia not worth memorizing.
Speedruns were different, but even then, it was only for the sections you needed to clear quickly. Trying to reverse-engineer EXP now was pointless; I’d come way too far.
The main story had lost meaning long ago, and I wasn’t progressing steadily through areas—I was teleporting straight to key spots, grabbing gear and runes.
‘Eh, good is good.’
I decided not to worry about it. It wasn’t like it hadn’t gone up enough; more was better for me. No need to agonize over why.
‘Instead of that, better to think about where to put the stat points.’
It was the usual dilemma every level-up, but this time I had extra reason to be cautious. Because of what happened in the Holy Kingdom.
The fact that their god had really lent me power.
Whether the voice answering my questions was the sun or the moon didn’t matter. The key was that the Holy Kingdom’s god was watching me—and had given me power, whatever it was.
‘……Maybe I should switch to a priest build even now.’
If I could draw out the same power from the forsaken creature boss fight or Behemoth boss in other situations, my journey ahead would be a breeze.
Sacred attacks pulled their weight in almost every scenario.
After some final deliberation, I steeled my resolve and finished assigning my stats.
[Stats]
[Level] 71
[Health] 1
[Mana] 10
[Faith] 10(+6)
[Endurance] 5
[Proficiency] 1
[Strength] 25
[Magic Power] 10
[Divine Power] 10
[Durability] 7
‘……If I pump more into Faith and boost my devotion, maybe it’ll help me more?’
With that impure thought in mind.
Once the stats were locked in, I let go of the Ability Check Orb and headed out of the castle. The Jet-Black Holy Night Knights were bustling, hauling materials to the warehouse construction site.
Seeing the bunny girls and reverse bunnies carrying logs twice as thick as my thigh and three or four times my height—two at a time—gave me a strange feeling.
‘Why work in those outfits?’
They could wear something more comfortable. This world had tracksuits and such.
“Ah, Captain.”
The members carrying supplies—twitching their bunny ears, wagging tails and hips—gave me a light nod. Their ears dipped 90 degrees in sync.
Those ears were definitely headbands. How did they move? When I asked, they just said it was obvious for bunny girls.
“How’s the construction going?”
“Yes. Vice-Captain Laksia is directing enthusiastically. Looks like the expansion will wrap up within the week.”
The Laksia they mentioned was also in reverse bunny attire. She’d been overseeing the expansion since I left to find Pechi.
‘Wonder what Pechi’s up to now. Probably finding his way fine.’
When I ordered him to fetch the golden key, Pechi first protested about finding something he didn’t even know existed. But under my steady gaze, he soon backed down.
He knew refusing wouldn’t end well.
The golden key I mentioned was a one-time use item that unlocked any lock, regardless of type—human-made, ancient ruins, monster-forged, whatever.
It worked that way in the game too.
Any puzzle or lock could be skipped by consuming it. True to its disposable nature, it shattered after use.
‘It’s not essential, but having it is always a win.’
I’d given him plenty of time. It wasn’t critical like the Wingless Nightmare for progression, so no need to rush.
“Oh, and Vice-Captain Laksia asked me to pass on that the letters were sent properly.”
“Good. Response should come soon.”
The ‘letters’ were two things.
One was the ring I’d gotten from the Arachnide boss ages ago and finally sent to the Pratroid family. The other was the scroll from the ancient ruins, sent to Minerva.
‘She’ll probably just glance at it and forget. She’s busy with crystal scroll research right now.’
I was a bit worried about Minerva’s reaction, but it wouldn’t be the manic frenzy from the crystal scroll.
This was clearly a tier below ancient scrolls like that.
“Then we’ll get back to it.”
The bunny girls wiggled off. Left alone, I pondered my next move and had a good idea.
‘Might as well complete the runes while I’m at it.’
One more rune to finish my final build. Plus, that combat fatigue debuff ignore rune I’d been meaning to grab forever.
‘First up…….’
Rune unlock spell. I needed that.
I thought of Minerva’s ring in the drawer and headed back into the castle. Time to use it for the first time.
Imperial Palace corridor.
Lize finished her brief report to Kaikilia and was heading back to the Silver Dawn Knights’ quarters. Her silver armor clinked with each step.
Outwardly, it looked dignified, but inside, she was anything but.
‘Next time, bring Iris along? No, Erika might be better?’
She was mulling who to bring first—Iris or Erika—when visiting Delta next. The purpose was obvious.
Iris had confessed liking Delta right after it happened, catching Lize off guard at first. But she soon accepted it and even comforted the flustered Iris in reverse.
Lize was extremely tolerant about her man’s women.
If he tried ditching her for another, she’d fight tooth and nail. But the Delta she knew wasn’t like that.
This world allowed polygamy with the right justification, hard as that was. She had no doubt Delta could pull it off.
And Lize never intended to monopolize him anyway.
‘……Wonder if Delta would like group stuff. He’s a bit much solo sometimes.’
Suddenly, a fantasy flashed: her and the four Silver Dawn Knights captains all tangled with Delta at once.
She didn’t know about the others, but for Lize, it wasn’t a bad idea.
They were beyond friends—family now. Sharing a man would only strengthen their bonds.
‘Suggest it to Iris, Erika will come willingly, Claudia…… hmm…….’
Erika and Claudia would freak or laugh it off, but Lize wrapped up the thought casually and deemed it pretty good.
Delta was a handful alone; four together might just manage.
‘Start with Erika.’
She’d never admit it, but sisters gonna sister—Lize and Erika shared a lot.
Really, only looks and personality differed. And those differences were huge.
Male tastes were no exception.
If big sis Lize was head over heels for Delta, little sis Erika needed just a nudge to fall hard too.
Normally a recipe for disaster. But for Lize, willing to share, it was perfect. Delta wouldn’t refuse.
‘Sisters at once—how hot is that?’
Lize plotted how to seduce her sister while hurrying along.
“……What are you doing here?”
Then she ran into a golden figure approaching from down the hall.
“Why are you here at this hour?”
It was the Golden Twilight Knights’ captain.
Seeing that golden armor soured her excited mood instantly. Lately, the rumors about him were getting uglier.
Still just rumors, but now he apparently beat his subordinates bloody over minor annoyances to vent.
He hadn’t been that bad before. The Silver Dawn Knights reclaiming their place while his lost half his must’ve twisted him further.
Losing what you had hurt more than never having it.
“You just met that guy, right.”
The golden armor loomed right in front of her and spoke. Its voice echoed hollowly from the helmet, leaking eerily through the slits.
“That guy? Hey, watch your mouth. Who are you to call Delta that? Not beaten enough in that spar?”
Lize snapped irritably, but the golden armor ignored her. It just glared through the narrow visor slits.
Unthinkingly, her hand drifted to her waist dagger. That alone was rude enough—ample grounds for formal protest.
Of course, she just rested her hand there. This was the palace; no place for emotional outbursts. It was purely a warning.
“……”
Undeterred, the golden armor stared silently. Then it shouldered past her roughly. Armor clashed, ringing sharply.
Lize turned in disbelief. The golden armor clanked casually down the hall.
“Did that guy finally lose it?”
Watching the gold vanish around the corner, Lize grumbled and turned back. Dealing with crazies only hurt the sane one.
She’d file a formal complaint against the Golden Twilight Knights back at quarters.
—Crack!
“What now?”
A sudden ripping sound from her armor made Lize irritably look down. Her left shoulder—where it had bumped the gold—spiderwebbed with cracks.
Lize’s face hardened as she carefully stroked the damaged spot.