Chapter 62
Chapter 62
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Translator: Ryuma
Chapter: 62
Chapter Title: Lion King Quest (1)
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“This is……”
Lion King Quest!
But something felt off. Wasn’t it originally about finding the Lion King’s relic?
He quickly opened the quest window. The “Find the Lion King’s Relic” quest still existed separately.
“So, finding it completes one of the conditions?”
They said the Lion King’s relics react to each other, but apparently, there was a separate quest that revealed them.
Rokan pondered deeply for a moment right there on the spot, then nodded and moved on to his next action.
First things first: collect the iridescent pearls.
He crafted another tattered mechanical vest and wore it, then launched himself toward the next giant clam.
“Destruction Charge!”
But this time, his hunting method was a bit different.
He used Leap Attack to take out the shaman, then immediately changed direction and activated Destruction Charge.
As he instantly reversed back the way he’d come, the murloc rogues that had lunged at him got caught up and collided, or they broke stealth late and chased after him, losing their stealth advantage.
A few rogues charging straight at him from the front? No problem.
With superior power, reach, and control, he toyed with them effortlessly and swept them aside.
He repeated this several times, ripping open the giant clams.
Unexpected attacks from murloc rogues and shamans slipped through occasionally, but they were blows he could tank with his body, so he dealt with them on the spot.
“Should’ve learned Alchemy……”
After clearing them out like that, the respawn rate of the murlocs dropped significantly.
On top of that, Rokan’s mana was scraping bottom, but he leveled up intermittently, filling his mana, barely sustaining the fight.
Still, with mana in short supply, he seriously considered dumping his spare stat points into Intelligence.
The mana pearls piling up in his inventory were the main ingredient for mana potions, after all.
“Let’s just gather exactly fifty.”
Force consumption would only increase over time, but not yet.
There were a few more ways to boost mana capacity.
So, this was a time for patience.
He could delete and relearn sub-professions, but scrapping his fairly leveled First Aid for Alchemy would be a disaster.
It’d take forever to level Alchemy enough for mana potions.
Rokan collected iridescent pearls by facing murloc rogues with control instead of skills, except for those needed to instantly kill murloc shamans.
“Where to go next……”
In the end, after scraping together a full fifty iridescent pearls, Rokan pulled out of the murloc clam farm.
He slowly recovered health and mana while checking the quest again.
“Always so user-unfriendly.”
In other games, they’d at least give an arrow or direction, but The Lord was notoriously stingy with players. Still, that’s why it was fun—couldn’t quit even if you wanted to.
“If it’s around here, then the shipwreck, right?”
The shipwreck was the only standout landmark.
There were wave-eroded cliffs a bit farther out, but since the Lion King’s sealed helmet had reacted, it probably wasn’t that far.
Which left the shipwreck, another murloc haunt.
Rokan’s gaze shifted to the entrance, then to the opposite side.
“Murloc Gills, use.”
He activated the consumable he’d obtained from hunting murlocs. The murloc gills flew to his skin, which turned into gills, and Rokan circled wide around the murloc territory before diving into the sea.
[Murloc Gills effect: Underwater breathing enabled.]
‘No way something related to the Lion King is right in front of the entrance.’
He was sneaking to the rear of the shipwreck. Otherwise, he’d have to smash through the front again.
The shipwreck seemed more confined than the open clam farm—better for fighting multiples at a glance—but with range-attacking shamans and stealth-based rogue mains, it wasn’t easy.
Unless he went full Berserk and rampaged.
That’s why Rokan dove underwater and infiltrated from the rear. He found a broken hole and peeked inside.
‘Hit the jackpot.’
It was a backdoor trick discovered later on, and patches added murloc rogues there eventually, but for now, it worked.
Rokan squeezed through the hole and stood inside the shipwreck’s hull. It was the shortest path to the boss room, but Rokan had only one goal.
The Lion King’s trace.
He didn’t know how the Lion King connected to murlocs, but having confirmed the sealed helmet’s power, his eyes lit up.
“Have to trust the Explorer title, huh?”
But the hints were too scarce.
Thinking of the Hero’s Trial quest before, there should be some hidden mechanism, but even Rokan had never heard of it.
In his past life, he’d cleared the murloc shipwreck repeatedly, but found no notable peculiarities.
“At best, collectibles…… Huh?”
As he racked his brain recalling info on this place, a memory flashed by: the drop from the boss, the Corrupted Murloc Captain.
“An old coin, right?”
This guy dropped a peculiar item on death.
An old coin whose identity couldn’t be appraised no matter what, eventually relegated to souvenir or collectible status.
Rokan had assumed it was ancient currency or junk, but now he suspected otherwise.
Unlike regular coins, it was the size of a woman’s palm—maybe a key or hint?
The unappraisable nature could mean he lacked the ‘condition,’ which felt plausible.
“Guess I’ll have to charge in.”
Decision made, his mind lightened. Hoping for hidden switches or dungeons, he advanced carefully, eyes peeled, and soon reached the rear of the boss room.
He poked and prodded along the way, but nothing caught his eye.
“Won’t be easy.”
The boss room didn’t hold just the Corrupted Murloc Captain. Three shamans and seven murloc rogues were stationed there.
The silver lining: the mid-bosses ‘Boatswain,’ ‘Navigator,’ and ‘First Mate’ were up front in the shipwreck.
But even this was a force that demanded Rokan’s full tension. Parties often wiped multiple times here.
Murloc rogues and shamans alone were tricky; even knowing the strategy, stumbles were common.
So Rokan needed a plan.
‘No decent cover…… Engineering’s my only wildcard?’
The boss room was the ‘Captain’s Cabin’—no hiding spots.
Furniture? All destructible objects, useless as shields. So, leverage mechanical engineering for variables.
‘Only crude bombs, tattered mechanical vest, and that’s it.’
Problem: Rokan’s engineering proficiency wasn’t high.
Limited devices meant he had to think smart.
Still outside their detection range, Rokan finalized his plan and acted. No point dragging it out.
[Iridescent Pearl Dust used.]
[All elemental resistances increased by 10% for 3 minutes.]
“Mechanical Rat, use.”
Zzzzt!
He started with the mechanical rat. Palm-sized toy rat, but with one special effect.
Squeak!
Squeak squeak!
Area taunt!
The mechanical rat squeaked and darted around, drawing every murloc’s gaze. Murloc rogues dropped stealth and chased the fast-moving rat.
“Leap Attack!”
In the gap, Rokan closed in on a Corrupted Murloc Shaman. He stomped hard, the floor shaking, diving deep into their midst.
“Lethal Strike!”
Combo skill from the start was burdensome, but no choice. Prioritize eliminating casters fast.
‘Mages would be better.’
In multi-target fights, shamans were arguably trickier than mages.
Proof: While Rokan butchered one Corrupted Murloc Shaman, the other two were already casting.
Squeal!
“Eat this!”
But Rokan didn’t stand idle. He hurled fist-sized bombs at them.
Damage was pitiful, but meant to interrupt casts.
“Mechanical Rat, use!”
He released another one.
The speedy but frail rat was already smashed, so.
Taunt the Corrupted Murloc Rogues again, buy time, thin out one more shaman.
‘One down first.’
One shaman finished. Two left.
Rokan dashed to the next.
“How dare you scheme here!”
“Tch.”
Then the Corrupted Murloc Captain interfered. The second mechanical rat got caught too easily.
The final boss dropped down, blocking him, forcing Rokan to twist away.
“Strike!”
But he didn’t abandon the attack. Mid-spin, he amplified power, slashing his battle axe diagonally upward.
“Force!”
Clang!
Typical murlocs were chest-high, but the captain was different. Bigger than Rokan.
And its strength from that bulk didn’t yield to him.
Not enough to stagger or push it back. It was a 150-level warrior-class.
“Queek!”
[Weakness Curse inflicted.]
[All stats slightly reduced.]
‘Tch.’
That was fine. Problem: it wasn’t alone.
First, the shamans’ curse weighed on his shoulders, then icy daggers from charging rogues.
“Kraaaaaah!”
Rokan countered instantly.
Mad Cry!
His inner madness infected all, making them flinch.
If my stats drop, yours too—retaliatory show of force.
Level gap limited the effect, but enough to offset the Weakness Curse.
“Come on!”
His movements grew savage. He dove straight into the captain’s embrace.
“Power Attack!”
“Evasion!”
“……!”
But he instantly spun back. Triggered Evasion!
Rokan’s body phased through the Corrupted Murloc Captain, emerging behind.
“Destruction Charge!”
Not a headshot, though.
He pulled out and targeted a Corrupted Murloc Shaman. Clear minions hindering the boss fight first, naturally.
Thud!
The captain whirled desperately, but too late. Rokan’s tank-like body smashed the shaman flat.
Its face caved in, eyes popped. He severed the staff-holding arm, then rammed Force-infused battle axe into its heart.
‘Two down.’
One shaman left!
But then trouble brewed.
Squeeeeeal!
The last Corrupted Murloc Shaman swung its staff, and one chasing Corrupted Murloc Rogue from behind convulsed in agony.
“Fuck.”
Body swelling. Already rotten-fish eyes gone fully mad. One meaning.
Spirit Descent.
The Corrupted Murloc Shaman’s combo: destroy target for momentary overwhelming power. Activated.