Chapter 111: The Pig Mage
Translator: RaidenTL
Chapter 111: The Pig Mage
"I accept."
The moment I agreed, the status window notifications started flooding in again.
The pigs turned white, becoming ethereal and disappearing, while a new 'Summons' tab was created in my status window.
“Is it over? What about the mission?”
Tiring~
[Mission Cleared. Your reward grade has been increased for solo play.]
“Oh… It actually cleared?”
I was half-doubting it, but I really did clear it.
In a way, I had 'saved' the Porkt tribe.
“Hoo… For now, let's go to the waiting room. This is going to be a pain.”
Seeing the semen gushing from my pussy, my worries mounted. When the hell was I supposed to get all this out? The womb Irene made for me was designed to absorb sperm, but it couldn't do anything about the rest of the fluid.
“Aigh… When am I going to find the time to clean this out? I'll just clear one more floor. This next one should be over really quick, right?”
- What was the 25th floor again?
- I think she said it'll be fast because it's just a fight.
The 25th floor is a simple boss battle.
It's a trial most people find difficult, but that doesn't apply to me.
Shwoong~!
*
When I arrived in the waiting room, I could feel my body recovering. In particular, it felt like the semen that had filled my womb was being refreshingly cleansed.
Before me was my shabby waiting room. A white room with no wallpaper and just a few pieces of furniture scattered about—that, and the pigs, were there to greet me.
Wait, the pigs…?
“What the—why are you guys here?”
“Ooh!! Our savior! You've returned!”
“Hey, you punk, you have to call her Savior-nim now!”
“Savior-nim! It's too cramped in here!”
"Look at this! I can jump all the way to the ceiling!"
Some thirty-odd pigs were stampeding around my waiting room, filling the entire space. Having gained new power, they couldn't contain themselves and were letting it loose everywhere.
What's more, their defense stat was so overwhelmingly high that they didn't get hurt even when they slammed into the walls and ceiling.
The furniture was toppled over, and the pigs were already digging into my food stash.
Not only were clothes and trash strewn about, but feathers from a burst pillow were flying everywhere.
It was utter chaos.
“Ah… what is… this?”
Come to think of it, I feel like I vaguely heard somewhere that a summoner's summons stay in their waiting room.
The summoner class is pretty rare, so I'd never met one in person and had forgotten about it.
“Haaah... Alright, everyone! Line up, right now!”
I steadied my dizzy mind and tried to control them. These guys are my summons now. They should give me their absolute obedience...
“Savior-nim! Let's do that!”
“Sniff sniff, is this the clothing our Savior-nim wore?”
“Oink oink oink oink oink!”
"This tastes weird!"
"Savior! Look how strong I've gotten!"
“……”
‘No, why aren't they listening to me... What am I supposed to do?’
It seems my traits don't include a function that forces summons to obey me absolutely. Besides, they were just fucking me until a moment ago, so there's no way they'd have any loyalty.
But it wasn't easy to handle them with violence, either.
They just looked like slightly cute domestic pigs. It was like trying to discipline a clueless little puppy that barks at everything—it's hard to just hit it.
The moment I hit one, I felt like I'd be accused of animal abuse.
After thinking for a moment, a good idea came to me.
My target was the king pig, wearing his crown and lying on the bed, oblivious to my arrival.
Smack!
I gave his butt a firm smack, and he shot up in surprise.
“Kkueeek!? S-Savior-nim?”
“…Get your men in formation. Now.”
When I pointed at the trashed room with a serious expression, the king pig seemed to grasp the situation. With a dignified look, he called for his guard captain.
“What is the meaning of this! Can't you even control your soldiers? What a disgraceful display to show our Savior-nim!!”
At the king's fiery command, some of the pigs who heard him froze with serious faces. But there were still some clueless ones running amok in the new space.
And the guard captain, having been chewed out by the king, went to find the senior members of each unit.
“You useless, rice-wasting bastards! What the hell do you think you're doing! You think your military life is over? It's just getting started, you punks!”
‘Feels like I'm watching the real military...’
In an instant, a chain of reprimands began, and as I sat back and watched, the situation resolved itself.
The one who'd ignored me at first and clung to me saying, 'Savior-nim! Let's do that!', was now in the back, wrapped in my blanket and getting a beating.
‘Hey, that's my blanket...’
*
A short while later, the situation was under control, and everyone was assembled before me in an orderly fashion. My furniture and belongings had also been tidied up, albeit a little clumsily.
First, leaving the quietly gathered pigs behind, I started by expanding the waiting room.
I'd had the option to expand it for a while, but I left it alone since I didn't need it.
I manipulated the system window to expand the walls and ceiling to their maximum.
Wooooong~~!
The white light emanating from the walls receded, making it a bit darker, but revealing a wide-open space.
It was now about three stories high and around 200 pyeong in size.
Now, I just need to go to the 10th Floor's neutral zone or back to the real world, buy some construction materials, and start building.
I could build recreational facilities in the extra space, or even bring in some soil and start a farm.
Some people who abuse the system even grow drugs in their waiting rooms, but honestly, it's more profitable to just cultivate spiritual herbs for elixirs.
The energy here is stronger than on the 10th floor, making it perfect for growing the herbs needed for elixirs. Since they take a long time to grow, as long as I have the right facilities, it's like printing money without much effort.
If I can't be bothered to do the construction myself, there are guilds that specialize in this kind of work, so I can just hire them.
‘But I don't need to do that. Perfect. I'll just make the pigs here do it.’
Fortunately, it seems that while the pigs eat, they don't digest or shit. They've changed into a sort of semi-ethereal state.
“Alright, before I check my rewards, I'm going to check your information!”
From now on, I'll speak to them informally.
These guys are my subordinates. They can even be revived continuously, so if I tell them to die, they'd better be ready to strap on a bomb and self-destruct.
I decided to leave their future training to the king and checked their information first.
Starting with the king.
Tiring~
[Porkindick Boruzain]
Race: Porkt
Unique Traits: [A-rank King's Bloodline], [E-rank Coward]
Skill: <Battle Cry Lv.12>
Final Stats: (Currently affected by a 20% correction based on the owner's lowest stat)
Strength: 44.4
Agility: 31.1
Defense: 136.6
Mana: 593.2
'Ooh... they have traits and skills, too? Is this their original abilities showing up in the status window?'
I clicked on the king pig's traits and skills again, and a detailed description appeared.
[A-rank King's Bloodline]
The blood of a Porkt king flows through you, increasing the probability that other Porkt will obey.
You receive an additional stat bonus when with other Porkt.
[E-rank Coward]
You fall into a panic when a battle turns disadvantageous.
<Battle Cry Lv.12>
Increases all basic stats of nearby allies by 22.
Consumes 32 Mana, lasts for 22 minutes.
'The rest is fine, but he has a negative trait?'
Negative traits.
Traits are generally divided into positive and negative, with C-rank as the baseline.
From B-rank rewards onward, you get positive traits, and their effects improve as the rank increases.
For example, if there's a trait called [King Muscle],
[B-rank King Muscle]
Strength +15%
Agility -10%
[A-rank King Muscle]
Strength +20%
Agility -10%
The performance improves as the rank goes up, like this.
Once you go past S-rank, the trait's name might change, or it might even merge into something new.
You can think of C-rank as being about half-and-half.
Starting from D-rank, you begin to get negative traits.
There aren't many ways to acquire negative traits.
You might get one when your status window first opens on the 1st floor, but the most common way is by failing a trial and having to retry it.
Lee Do-hee had never failed before, but the late 10s and early 20s floors were known for having high failure rates.
If you fail a mission—like if the person you're escorting dies or the object you're protecting is destroyed—you have to retry. If you fail the retry, your reward rank keeps dropping.
Negative traits are similar to positive ones. The further down the rank you go, the worse they get.
[D-rank Malnutrition]
Strength -10%
Agility -10%
[E-rank Malnutrition]
Strength -20%
Agility -20%
The penalties get bigger like this.
When choosing a reward in the Tower, you must pick one of the three options, so sometimes you have to bite the bullet and choose a negative trait.
But as you know, the Tower doesn't just give out traits.
So, if you get a D-rank or lower reward and a skill is offered, it means deleting one of your existing skills or lowering its level.
If an item is offered, it's one of your own items, and choosing it will make that item vanish!
That's right.
The Tower has a vicious system of giving with one hand and taking away with the other!
Of course, people usually prepare thoroughly after failing once, so unless you get screwed over by some incredible bad luck, you won't normally drop to D-rank or below.
While the physical and mental trauma is often overwhelming, some people also give up on climbing the Tower because of negative traits.
‘What's the point of climbing higher if I'm just going to get weaker? I should just stop here. I'm a lost cause.’
They give up, thinking things like that.
The lowest rank in the Tower is presumed to be FFF-rank.
It's a presumption because, according to records, nothing lower than FFF has ever appeared.
In the past, someone received an FFF-rank reward. They worked hard to clear the trial, but they got the [Terminal Illness] trait and died a month later.
You might think, 'They should have just picked something else~', but the other options were apparently tantamount to instant death, so they chose the terminal illness.
It's basically the Tower's way of declaring that anyone F-rank or below shouldn't even bother climbing.
They just have to take solace in the fact that they can at least farm on the 10th floor.
Anyway, I got sidetracked, but the king pig's E-rank Coward trait is pretty bad.
‘But well, it's not like I'll be losing many battles anyway.’
I then looked at the other pigs' traits.
First, the guard captain.
[Jidandan Bokuma]
Race: Porkt
Unique Traits: [A-rank Knight], [A-rank Flexible Dick]
Skill: None
Stats: (Currently affected by a 20% correction based on the owner's lowest stat)
‘Hmm... I guess it's because they aren't a combat race.’
I checked all of them in order, but as expected, there was nothing special.
Some had no traits at all, while others had only negative ones. Even the traits they did have were often useless in combat, related to things like libido or appetite.
But that's still fine.
With 20% of my stats, they could probably beat a decent cavalry unit just by charging mindlessly.
Their Strength and Agility are 40 and 30, so there isn't a huge difference there, but with over 100 Defense, they'll have the absolute advantage in a collision.
‘I'll have to train them later.’
I briefly imagined myself charging at enemies while riding the pigs.
Me, charging in on pigs with short, stubby legs.
The enemy would probably watch with a fond smile as a woman with huge tits came riding toward them on a cute pink pig.
Hmm…
Hmmmmm…
‘…That's not very cool, is it?’
It might be useful as a strategy to make the enemy lower their guard, but it doesn't seem quite right for a battlefield.
Deciding I'd have to get a real, cool-looking horse later instead of these pigs, I approached the last one, the one who'd been beaten in the blanket.
I checked his status window without much expectation and closed it.
"Hm...?"
There was something.
I checked again.
[Hosu]
Race: Porkt
Unique Trait: [S-rank Mana Affinity]
Skill: <Fireball Lv.1>
Stats: (Currently affected by a 20% correction based on the owner's lowest stat)
“Eh…? Wait, what is this?”
I read the detailed description.
[S-rank Mana Affinity]
Maximum Mana +50%
Magic Power Correction +20%
My own traits are ridiculously overpowered, but Mana Affinity is also an excellent trait. And when did he learn Fireball?
“You, have you ever learned magic?”
“Yes, Savior-nim. Our kingdom had mages as well.”
I looked at the king as if to ask if he was serious.
“It's true. There were fewer than ten in the entire kingdom, and they were never a major force since their magic was too impractical for actual combat, but we did spend a large budget each year trying to train mages.”
Ooh… A pig mage!
And one who can learn the area-of-effect magic I desperately need, at that. With this, I won't have to spend 500 million on Holy Arrow.
“You, try casting Fireball at that wall over there.”
“Huh? But... my magic is so pathetic it's only good for lighting a campfire.”
“Just try it.”
I pulled him out of the blanket he was rolled up in.
Lacking confidence, he glanced around nervously before casting the spell.
“F-Fireball!”
Fwoooooosh!!!
The entire waiting room lit up in red, and as an immense amount of energy gathered, a strong wind blew, scattering my hair.
Everyone's eyes widened in surprise, their gazes fixed on the sight.
A massive fireball, the size of a human torso, flew toward the far wall and—
KABOOOOOM!!!
- exploded.
The shockwave from the explosion sent a blast of hot air dozens of meters away, and the pig who cast the spell fell backward, a dazed look on his face.
The other pigs also stared blankly at the scene, stunned by the unexpected power.
And I was smiling, filled with ecstasy.
“This is it… Holy shit, this works!!!”
I scooped up the pig who'd been blown away and jumped up and down.
Twenty percent of my stats.
That means he probably has around 600 Mana. Then, with the 50% increase from his own trait, it would be about 900.
And besides its level, a spell's power is influenced by Agility and maximum Mana.
On top of that, his own trait multiplies it by another 20%. Of course the spell was going to be powerful.
I've been using my divine power so inefficiently until now, but 900 Mana is a figure that only high-ranking Awakeners past the 50th floor possess. This means if my pig just learns his magic well and levels up his skills, he can be on par with them.
If I just raise his Fireball level, he'll be reborn as an archmage pig, capable of spamming house-sized super fireballs.
“Kyaaaaaaah~~ Awesome! What was your name again? Hosu? Hosuuuuuuu~~~”
“Kku... Kkuuul?”
The pig who was just getting beaten in a blanket.
In an instant, he had skyrocketed to the status of an archmage.