Chapter 116
Chapter 116
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Translator: penny
Chapter: 116
Chapter Title: Legendary Class Festival Chaos
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A massive upheaval rocked the world.
The 100th floor of the tower had finally been conquered by Man Eater.
Just what lay on the 100th floor? How had they broken through the infamous 90th?
Only the U.S. government knew, so other nations were left in the dark.
Asuka had tossed out a line like, "If you're curious, Asuka could look into it," but no thanks—Wakamo had zero interest in getting too close to classified info and ending up "handled."
Curiosity killed the cat, after all.
Having just put on a flashy show of battle culminating in the Transparent Dragon Descent, Wakamo had no time for the news getting buried like yesterday's trash. Comforting Olga Romanova was way higher on the priority list.
Frankly speaking, that whole 【Legendary Class Gathering】 might as well be read as 【Pitiful Losers Branded by the Tower Club】, and Wakamo couldn't care less.
But at the same time, it was starting to grate—enough to spark some real doubts—about how these grad students somehow ranked above Idols.
"No ninjas or angels on the list..."
And some Legendary Class holders Wakamo knew weren't even named.
Only two possibilities: they'd hidden their class, or they were "dead."
Worried, she checked in with Japan, and got word they were alive and kicking.
When Wakamo mentioned the lack of [Ninja] on the list, the Japanese Association head was baffled—how that smug bastard had bragged far and wide about it, only for it to be a lie?
Makes sense, though. Without a Legendary Class, you don't even get an invite, let alone access to the rankings.
Since the first 100-floor conqueror was a Legendary Class, the towers were throwing them a party—like the U.S. tower taunting, "Your climbers still can't hit 100, huh?" with some grand spectacle.
Wakamo, gradually getting a read on the towers' quirks, couldn't shake the eerie gut feeling that grew sharper by the day, whispering the truth.
"But... it is kinda curious..."
She knew the Papal Companion side had a Saintess, but learning that Raphael was one of the "Seven" was news to Wakamo.
What horrific tragedy had befallen them...? Not something she wanted to dwell on.
Were they fighting each other over the known transfer conditions for Legendary Classes?
"So, boss... what're we doing? You going?"
"Man, the community's all Legendary Class talk..."
"Don't wanna go..."
"Can I have a gun?"
Sadako, dying to go but barred as non-Legendary, asked anyway.
Yu Ying, scrolling the community out of worry for Olga, felt a pang at the absence of Iosif mentions... Wait, why's she smiling?
Anyway, same for Olga—zero desire to attend.
Meanwhile, Adelheid zeroed in on the engineer-meeting perk, gun-hunting first.
Wakamo stopped Yu Ying from handing her poison and a firearm.
"Please!! Let me kill her!!!"
"No VTuber streams if she's dead!!!"
"Grrr... I want her to regret being alive...!! Strip away her parents' love, her shining youth, her dreams, sell her precious works for pennies worse than toilet paper... make her a national disgrace, scorned and broken, chugging river water 'cause she can't pay utilities, etch that pain into her bones...!! Ahh... I hear it... this voice... Goring... is that you...?"
"Adelheid, snap out of it, okay? I'm begging you... You're a grown-up. We're all sticking together now. Let's make her regret it by showing off our success."
"So, burn Germany to the ground?"
"Someone get me some meds..."
Asuka emptied a pill bottle into Adelheid's mouth. Gotta thank modern medicine... Deep emotional scars breed terrifying darkness. VTubers are prone to mental ills—gotta keep up with therapy!!
Of course, her crew seemed immune to that crap, but the first-gen needed extra care.
"But with this, Russia's tower and Korea's just Olga and me?"
"Huh? Oh... no... some from Russia moved abroad..."
"Ahh..."
On second thought, Russian climbers in the U.S. or China hadn't lost eligibility. It was strictly those physically in Russia who got stripped.
Was the event's reach limited to national borders? If one country swallowed another, how'd affiliations shift?
Rubbing her chin in thought, Wakamo decided: nah, not going.
Architect Jackson had mentioned most Legendary Classes were Six Freaks affiliates.
Showing up might mean enemies gunning for her everywhere. Why risk it?
[Participate for generous rewards!]
"...Olga, you seeing this?"
"Y-Yeah? Uh.... no... What's up...?"
A translucent alert only Wakamo could see, direct from the tower.
Maybe sensing she wasn't going, the Korean tower started spamming her.
"No way in hell!! What rewards!!!"
[...You can broadcast from the festival site!]
"I'm a VTuber!! Not a streamer!! No reward's dragging my ass there!! Got it?! You're throwing your one climber to the wolves. I'd sooner die!!"
[We'll enhance your job-exclusive skill to boost VTuber health even more.]
"Make way!!! Time for heroes!!!"
With the most resolute expression and stride, Wakamo set off today... to battle evil!!
No matter the foe, she'd smash them flat...!!
This power, honed desperately to grow strong... was to protect what's precious, what's beloved.
Fear injury, and the wicked will drag down the shining stars...
Open your eyes, Wakamo!!
"Sun!! Grant courage to love!!"
Burn bright, Wakamo!! Become a fighter!
"Toh─!"
Tearing the invite, Wakamo vanished in a tokusatsu-style high leap and spin. Olga and Adelheid exchanged glances, then tore theirs.
"Now what, Sadako?"
"Nothing we can do, Yu Ying. Go grab popcorn."
Watching their three comrades vanish, Yu Ying asked Sadako.
Stream's over, so... Sadako suggested a movie, scratching her butt.
Wakamo had to open [My Worlds] to get home, but bailed without it—stuck lounging in [Wakamo Floor 1] for an all-nighter, no other options.
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"Welcome to Erinn, Milesian."
"Ugh, crap."
A cute girl in a bread hat and denim overalls, perched higher than Wakamo, waved her in.
Who? Tower apostle? Wakamo stared suspiciously, but the girl closed her eyes, giggling, "Can't read my mind~?"
"Nice to meet you, [Idol]. I'm just a humble climber mediating between towers and humans for this festival. Autograph?"
A fan who'd watched streams and joined last ritual—Wakamo eyed the paper and pen warily (no contract?), signed, and handed it over. Bonus: gifted a [Idol Statue]. She checked the effects, face twisting in shock, then burst laughing.
"Welcome to the Tower Festival. Oh, and you probably know... lots of enemies ahead."
"The Six Freaks?"
"Nope, means you've made a ton from Korea Tower bragging."
"Damn it all!!!"
"Korea's first and only Legendary Class in 10 years, unseen till now. Wakamo Inarizushi... welcome to the festival."
She parted the way.
Not calling herself [Tower Apostle] felt off.
Too iffy to probe, so Wakamo moved to pass... but curiosity won; one question.
"All participating Legendary Classes here? Every one worldwide?"
"Yes. Guessing no invite 'cause your known jobs weren't listed?"
Grinning knowingly, the girl hugged the figurine, answering.
"48. Including yesterday's dead one—that's total Legendary climbers who've died."
Climbers die climbing towers. Even Legendary Classes aren't exempt.
An [Angel] Wakamo knew had died unbeknownst to her.
"—She wasn't Six Freaks. And they didn't kill her."
Not killed by Six Freaks. Some tried offing her for rejecting recruitment or deeming her dangerous—Wakamo's exclusive?
"Note: Six Freaks' boss respects their freedom—like the towers—so only [requests], no [orders]."
She stressed they judged and acted alone.
Boss had huge interest in Wakamo Inarizushi, too.
Why not come himself? But the girl continued.
"Climber power and influence grows daily. You know that, right?"
"...No way."
"Korea won't betray you. But you're a headache for other nations. Hope you stick around. Wouldn't want your fave oshi... 'graduating' via government hit, right? Worst nightmare."
Waving goodbye.
Climbers are special. Essential for national survival.
Among them, 『Legendary Classes』 shine brightest.
Known transfer conditions mean anyone could claim them—kidnappings, threats, murders follow.
Not someone else's problem for Wakamo.
Hence [Wakamo Floor 1] as safe haven for members.
Six Freaks might hunt Legendaries, but killers were mostly unchanged: humans.
VTubers too—stalkers to slanderers posing as fans, anti-fans galore...
"One more. Why do you think the Six Freaks boss makes Legendary Classes?"
"Doesn't want the world to end. Profits for him too. You know—unlike novels, our towers are endlessly kind to humans."
Lifting her bread hat in farewell.
The mystery mediator vanished soundlessly, and light brightened around.
"Whew."
Revealed: a divine garden fit for Olympian gods.
Flowers bloomed season-defying; Greek temples, pillars—no shadows, blinding light everywhere.
Birds and insects sang in peaceful paradise—Heaven itself?
Following the sole path, Wakamo's entry sealed, stairs below glowed.
Descending, red carpet unfurled ahead.
Tower-and-climber statues in a massive fountain.
Buffet feasts around it, fridges of liquors.
Dozens of climbers gathered.
Wakamo last? Nope.
Others emerged from adjacent chambers into the plaza.
Only Wakamo descended the heavenly stairs boldly.
'Embarrassing as hell.'
All eyes locked on—tension spiked. Murderous intent, hostility, battle lust stabbed like needles. Wakamo opened her eyes, unleashing aura.
Paradise turned crimson, sky bloodied like apocalyptic hell.
"Now, now! No aura clashes!"
A mediator in ornate uniform and red cape (one arm draped) shouted.
Monocle girl radiated charisma—same as before?
"Not the star, yet hogging the spotlight?"
"Ah, looks that way? 'Lowest Legendary Class'?"
Grinning, she displayed the Tower's 『Class』 rankings clearly.
Combat vs. non-combat sorted.
100% non-combat Legendary: Idol, miles from battle.
Worse than non-killing artists—mediator consoled: "Don't take it hard."
Class weak, not climber.
"Now, climber rankings."
A massive stele gleamed in backlit glory.
【Legendary Class "Climber" Ranking】.
Info flooded Wakamo: conquest methods, progress, foes slain—Tower's composite Legendary climber ranks.
Climber Ranking.
1. [Idol] Wakamo Inarizushi - [100+ floors]
2. [Man Eater] Amelia Clear Mason - [91 floors]
3. [Martial Venerable] Yao Fang - [74 floors]
4. [Holy Swordsman] Alexander Doherty - [69 floors]
5. [Satanist] Elisei Bonn - [62 floors]
6. [Collector] Yung Wei - [60 floors]
7. [Werebeast] Ingrid Rontry - [55 floors]
8. [Sword Saint] Miyamoto Kashira - [48 floors]
9. [Souljer] Hector D. Deragarza - [47 floors]
10. [Predator] Penthesilea - [45 floors]
Strongest Legendary: not second-gen [Man Eater] with countless conquests and monster shreds, but oddly Wakamo Inarizushi.
Real name unused, VTuber alias instead—thoughtful. Wakamo felt little stir.
Her constant wild antics? Low rank would've been insulting.
Meager rewards, brutal difficulty... Tower nitpicking "non-combat wrong!!"
Spawned defiance, rebellious climbs—natural result?
Of combat Legendaries in top climber ranks: just three.
Class strength ≠ climber strength.
"That the 100% non-combat Legendary?"
Scoffing voice—mockery, disdain dripping. Looking up but oozing superiority via subtle mana. Glinting sword screamed "I'm badass"—class guessed.
Yuan Da-hye's intel confirmed: crown like he was king.
"You the 100% combat Legendary?"
Wakamo sneered back.
Civvies can't know certain things sans climbing.
Climbers shared unspoken pride.
"Picked weak towers? UK tower a joke? Good job, stuck at 4th. Head too high?"
Preempting Holy Swordsman, Wakamo crushed with aura, mana unleashed.
He countered—Wakamo pinned his sword hilt, looming despite height gap, glaring hostility. He stepped back.
"Tower griping non-combat irks me. Non-combat topping Legendaries bugs you...? How many Six Freaks here? Wanna fight? Bring it."
Scanning, daring stares—no takers.
Some tense, scared; others amused, thrilled. Battle-hungry too.
"Start with Germany's engineer. I don't dodge walking fights."
"Eek..."
Voice from hiding—Wakamo turned: Adelheid, shard-knife gripped, murderous eyes darting.
"Adelheid!!"
"Uuu...."
Called out, she approached reluctantly; Wakamo grabbed her arm, dragged her.
Storm aftermath: banquet chilled silent.
"Thanks for clearing the air? Festival vibe—don't pick fights. Not clueless kids? Oh, not at Holy Swordsman—don't misunderstand. Get your ego, but potty-trained now, right? Mediator ain't kindergarten teacher~"
"Ahahahahaha!!"
"Kyahahahaha!!"
"Heh heh heh."
"Puhahaha!!"
Mic in hand, mediator roasted the instigator Holy Swordsman, then directed: enter "each nation's tower" rest areas.
Free mingling okay, but enjoy national towers' Legendary prep first.
"Today: Legendary festival. Towers set [conditions], but transfers? Heaven's will. Remember your massive value to climbers, towers, nations. Enjoy the towers' celebration!"
Finger snap—light flashed.
Tower-climb sensation; Wakamo realized: throned.
Joseon palace vibe, king seat—Wakamo blinked, stood.
Table: royal feast.
Skipped food, flung open rear door—vast palace courtyard welcomed.
"Exit" gate: striking.
Noticed paper in hand—unfolded: rest area info.
[Rest area size matches Legendary climber feats! Discrimination? Deserved treatment! -By. Mediator]
"Uh... um..."
Stone stairs down: onsen, arcade, Wakamo merch hall...
Too vast for one day.
Scenery next—hopped wall: ocean vista beyond hill. Wakamo speechless.
Korean tower... bet everything on me and won big...!!
Back to palace: fox spirits in hanbok lined up.
Gongs, janggu, drums—dancing welcome for king. Wakamo hiked skirts, followed to prime view throne amid song-dance.
Dazzling performances; fox spirits bustled warm sake, food.
Fortune unknown—sky darkened, stars, fireworks.
"Whew, overkill."
Gilded booze—dizzy.
["Guests from other nations here. Grant audience?"]
"Admit them!"
Words bold, but Wakamo enjoyed.
Korean tower tried hard... who hates meat-laden tables?
Gates opened—hesitant Legendary climbers trickled in.
Fox spirits set low tables, cushions, guided guests.
Lounging throne-side in luxury, Wakamo waved at familiars.
"...Scale's insane...."
"U.S. tower was nice! Burgers! American style wasn't bad!"
"But couldn't stay."
"Right!"
Esper Aiba and Architect Jackson awed by Korea Tower's expanse, sat gratefully.
"Man Eater might snap anytime. Thorns on seats?"
"Like lions caged together..."
Aiba confessed: superpowers strained containment, fled overload.
U.S. climbers probably bolted for survival—Wakamo baffled.
"China Tower same."
Nearest seat: Yung Wei vented. Blade Envoy shirked chaos; Martial Venerable selfish. Refused Yu Ying's [Emperor]—hyenas circling post-reform peace.
Uncharacteristic rant. Trash of trash—taints him as Six Freaks. Gulped bottle, no glass.
"Mine... fine-ish... cramped, just bread and soup...."
Russia Tower: rundown studio—bread, soup, vodka. Nation poor, tower poorer—Olga teared.
"So many German Legendaries!! All Six Freaks but me!!"
Adelheid fumed: shard-knife for engineer thwarted.
[Doppelganger], [Illusionist] too. 1v3 hopeless—bailed.
Germany had only Engineer? Nah, two more hidden.
Gov't unaware: Six Freaks incognito.
"So, real class?"
"[Shapeshifter]...."
Japan's "ninja": no more hiding, confessed.
No wonder ambush vs. Fist King felt weak for ninja—fake ninja.
"Legendaries self-report... safety, deception: 'Real deal this!' Fooled enemies? Start with allies!!"
"Not wrong..."
Legendaries unique.
Like Sadako: [Wizard] to [Shapechange Wizard]. [Fighter] to [Warrior]/[Knight]/[Paladin].
Unique path? Could pass as Legendary.
Cleared up today—no invite, not real.
" Aliens, though... U.S. making Legendaries known, but what?"
"Dunno! Don't ask! Special forces clueless too... Oh, tasty."
"Festival—enjoy first."
Worries later.
"Eat, drink your fill!" Wakamo raised glass.
[Korea Tower announces: 100-floor clear sparks climber upheaval!]
[New additions, overhauls via Legendary data!]
[How's the king's palace?]
"Fine, yeah."
[Duels between Legendaries planned. Winners get prizes—shops soon with towers' universal/exclusive gear for Legendaries.]
"...For real?"
"Seriously?"
Murmurs rippled.
Job-mismatched, universal-gear woes galore.
Wakamo curio: why proxy wars with own climbers? Asked expectant.
"[Idol] gear too?"
Silence flowed.
No reply.
"Excuse me. Here for proxy war soon notice."
"Why not Korea Tower? Mute?"
"Also: [Idol] unplanned— no exclusive gear in shops."
Wakamo trembled, flipped table.
Mediator read room, slipped out.
Awoken demon's world-rage scream? Less raw.
Wakamo's wail echoed tower-wide.
Berserk beast-Wakamo charged out.
Banquet: pandemonium.
Legendaries wailing: "Where's MY gear!!!"
"Why this class!! Reclass to climber!!!"
Restraints on erect half-beast madman; mediator pinning. Masked straitjacket girl roaring wildly.
"What's 'Sage'!!! Reclass Wizard!!!! Please─!!!"
"Witch blood curse?! Witch-hunt victim rights!! [Wizard] swap!!! Why 'Witch'!!!"
"Read heavens? One slip—hemorrhage?! Hate Astrologer!!! Alchemist instead!!!"
"Sob, hate Elf. Farmer reclass... Just nature-lover, why Elf..!!"
"Hey!! Dwarf tunneling better than me—minerals only!!! Fuck!!"
"Entomologist exists, why separate Beekeeper!!"
"What? Mocking bees? Bail?!"
"Hunt time!!"
"Devour you!!!"
"Crazy Hunter vs. Predator!!!"
"Gyaaak!! Guaak!! Satanist summoned demon!! Saintess/Champion team up!!!"
"Master Cook with cleaver vs. Werebeast for ingredients?! Right?!"
"Zoom zoom!! Driver's out, kya-ho─!!"
"Everyone! Stop fighting! Artist me sings!!"
Legendaries together: horror show.
Drunk sky-cursers amid white-haired middle-ager.
"15 years grad student!!! 10 more?! My class Grad Student?! Me, Grad Student!!!!"
"Hate my useless doctor self—can't heal that poor guy....!!"
"25 years grad student!!! No prof?! Me, Quick-Master!!!!!"
His raw scream hushed all; heads bowed solemnly.
Fighting Hunter/Predator froze, silent condolences.
Dwarf/Elf: "Better than that..."
Cool-headed Wakamo quietly shut door.
Doing what you love a blessing?
"Just victim support group?!"
"Funeral, not festival?"
Aiba peeked, recoiled at Wakamo's quip.
Some banged Korea rest door: "Let us in!!"
"Why apocalypse genre now?"
[Korea Tower winks: innocent.]
"Too chummy—pisses me off."
Wakamo opted for Korea's feast.