Chapter 119: Oppression
An oath.
It was a story about a time when the dwarf king was still alive.
The person who brought down the dwarf king, who was like a mountain, was neither an elf nor a dragon, but only a little demon.
My king, are you taking this absurd story seriously?
Because the demon was so small.
It didnt seem like a threat to the mountain.
The problem was that they couldnt get rid of him from the beginning.
Be quiet. We dont usually hear rumors about the outside world like this.
Dwarves had little contact with the Arcana continent.
The little demon gained the trust of the dwarf king using news from the continent.
The story he told showed impure intentions.
Humans are both afraid and jealous of dwarves skills. Now theyre fighting each other. Its not something you dont know about later, right? Besides, theres something Ive seen
Was it true?
Was it a lie?
However, the dwarves had no way to determine the truth of those words.
In the end, they were playing to his malice.
It was as obvious as fire.
Shut up.
Dont interrupt my play.
Hmm. Its an extremely boring talk about internal affairs.
The mountain quickly withered in evil.
There was no more dwarf king.
There was only a puppet that moved according to the demons wish.
The dwarves put their heads together and agonized.
Is there really no way to change his mind?
Damn it
He doesnt even want to listen to our story.
Thats why I feel like Im looking at someone completely different.
Technological prowess comparable to the magic of the Mage Tower.
Brilliant minds that achieved a brilliant mechanical civilization.
However, even if they put their heads together like that, there was no answer.
But, isnt it possible that what he says is true?
What? What are you talking about?!
No, I dont think I should treat it like nonsense either.
To the point that infighting even occurred among the dwarves.
The anguish didnt end easily.
Then one day.
Your Majesty, how come you are alone today?
The little demon that had been hovering by the lords side disappeared.
It was something they should feel pleased about.
But they couldnt.
!
For some reason.
The lords pitch-black pupil seemed darker and deeper than usual.
The way he spoke, which they had heard all their life, had clearly changed.
Come on. Talk to me again today.
?
I am feeling refreshed today. Im telling you to talk to your hearts content.
!
It was certain.
That was the way the little demon spoke.
There were more than a few people who noticed the change.
However, it was something that could not easily be said out loud.
Its so easy to call it treason.
?
He can kill us if hes offended. By accusing us of treason.
How on earth should this situation be resolved?
Literally pitch black.
A unespecable pit of despair.
They couldnt believe it at all.
It all started with just one little demon.
So they couldnt even imagine it.
A man? How did a human find our hometown?
Until they heard the soldiers report.
According to what the man said. He is a demon hunter from Akshan. He said that he reached this place after chasing the presence of a demon he felt while hunting.
!
To think that only one man could solve this situation.
What have I done all this time?
After that day.
The awakened Dwarf King and Akshan made an oath..
It was no different from cooperation to hunt down the demons.
The demons are more dangerous than anything else.
The Qirnberg Machine Towers built throughout the Arcana continent were the symbol of that oath.
Even though the kings life ended and he closed his eyes, the dwarves didnt forget his legacy.
Holy War.
Even ahead of the Holy War, the oath between the dwarves and Akshan remained strong.
They thought they could finally pay off the debt they owed to Akshan.
But they couldnt.
Like a lie, communication with Akshan had been cut off..
There is no answer from Akshan.
Although they couldnt communicate telepathically like the mages.
Between them and Akshan, there was a machine that imitated it.
It was a machine made by the dwarves themselves.
They were certain that it wasnt due to performance issue.
Unless its from the edge to the edge of the continent. No matter where they are, their voice will be heard Didnt we have a good conversation just last night?
Something unfortunate might have happened to Akshan.
Just like that, the dwarves.
They also sent messages to those who participated in the Holy War.
Had anyone else heard news about Akshan?
And they noticed.
Something has gone completely wrong.
Their attitude changed overnight, including the Goddess Church.
When they realized the seriousness of the situation, it was too late.
It doesnt make sense! What!!
Akshan disappeared from the continent in just one day.
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At the Holy War, the dwarves vowed.
They would never return to the Arcana continent.
They would never reveal themselves to humans.
They didnt know if there was an ugly scheme surrounding the Holy War, but.
Now that Akshan had disappeared, humans were no longer worth dealing with.
Indeed.
There was no need to worry whether the Arcana continent was trampled by demons.
Or whether the Empires soldiers were wiped out.
Crush!
That was until the Qirnberg Machine Tower was activated.
The symbol of their oath.
Akshans battle weapon that they developed.
Demon hunter! We found a survivor of Akshan!
Leader of the dwarves, Chainwalker Hardrock.
Chainwalker was sure.
I am sleeping.
He was certain that the silver-haired man who was pouring magic on the demon king was the demon hunter who had activated the Qirnberg Machine Tower.
It was thanks to the lingering image in his memory.
Cant you see it too? The demon is trembling with fear.
The past, the dwarf king.
No, the little demon wearing the mask of the king.
He had kneeled before the demon hunter and prayed obsequiously.
-I-I was wrong. Save me, please!!
The sight of that guy pleading seemed to overlap with the demon king.
But then and now.
There was no mercy from the demon hunter.
Akshan, I owe you one more time.
So Chainwalker didnt hesitate.
Iron Castle, descend altitude immediately!
Now was the moment to keep their oath to Akshan.
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Stab
Commander of the Demon Army, Etio.
Kitch pulled a dagger out of his neck.
Drip.
Blood poured and trickled down.
Kitch shook off the blood without blinking. At least when she was holding a dagger in her hand, Kitch was a crueler and more cold-hearted assassin than anyone else.
However, Kitchs eyes widened.
H-He did another ridiculous thing again!
If you know the enemy and know yourself, you need not fear the result of a hundred battles.
On the Arcana Continent, mages were resented in many ways.
Even if it cost thousands of gold, there were often requests for their lives.
They cant avoid it if it rains on them like that.
However, the magic expressed by Hoyeol was on a different level.
No, to be precise, it was magics.
To the point that even Kitchs keen eye couldnt figure it out.
It was a feast of simultaneous magic.
As expected.
Marcelo knew about the magic tool, the White Elytra.
Magic tools that could store magic were not common even in the Magic Tower.
However, the utility of those magic tools was judged to be little of value.
Even if you can skip the exploration process by storing it.
The user must bear the brunt of interference and manifestation process.
Even if could store one hundred attribute spells.
The magic that the user could bring out would inevitably fall far short of that.
Without being able to go far, all it could do was pull out about a dozen magic spells.
However.
There is no one who can utilize that magic tool better than Sir Hoyeol.
For Hoyeol, it was nothing but unfounded worry.
Marcelo could laugh a little.
As expected, I can feel at ease because Sir Hoyeol is here.
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Damn it.
No matter how optimized Grandfels body was for tricks.
This time the reaction was unusual.
Its my first time being this ignorant.
I had taken a lot of bi-herbs.
I plastered it with things related to mana regeneration.
Still, as expected, it wasnt easy to bring out 100 magic at the same time.
Besides, were these magic ordinary? These were 100 mana-eating hippopotamus magic!
Mana exhaustion.
A feeling of weariness bounded my whole body.
But I.
I stared at the demon king, Flauros, with an unshakable gaze.
The light attribute magic made skins vulnerable.
Fire attributes magic burned the fragile skins.
The strong wind intensified the flames.
Lightning, judgment from the sky, struck.
Demon kings reputation or whatever. If he could avoid it, he would want to avoid it, right?
However, these were magics I had saved up to oppress them.
Of course among them.
The only state-level magic I could manifest.
[Absolute Zero] was included.
You inferior demon who calls yourself a king.
?
Bear the weight of that arrogance.
!
[Freeze occurs to the Demon King, Flauros.]
Absolute zero.
Extreme temperatures at which even molecules stopped moving.
[Oddity], it was something even Karimjeva, the pinnacle of fire magic that boasted superiority to ice magic, could not do anything about. It was only natural that he couldnt.
Soon, a message came before my eyes.
[Your level has gone up.]
[Your level has gone up.]
[Your level has gone up.]
A level 850 boss monster.
Whether it was a standard method or a trick.
The fact that I knocked him down by myself didnt change.
It meant that I had acquired enough experience points to easily meet and exceed the required experience that increased exponentially with each level up.
In addition.
[Demon King, Flauros vs. Dwarves]
The Demon King and the dwarves.
Who won?
The Demon Kings Castle and the Flying Boat.
Which symbol will remain?
It is all up to your judgment.
You will receive the reward of victory according to your achievements.
Win the war against the Demon King, Flauros (Success)
Lets not leave out the quest either.
The goal was to help the dwarves win the war. As you could see, I even achieved the additional goal of defeating Demon King Flauros. Yeah, so the achievements measured by that
Current achievement: 1,000,000p
Exactly a million points.
Of course, I was the only player who did this quest.
There was no comparison target to compare values with.
But I had awareness.
I skipped the process and ended up defeating the demon king alone.
I can look forward to that reward, right?
Suddenly, I recalled [Recapture of Frost] quest.
The quest reward was the activation of Frosts [authority function] due to increased relationship and influence.
But did that mean I and the dwarves had any relationship or influence to discuss?
In other words, it was a relationship formed by a deeper commitment.
At least I would get a different reward than during Frost.
Even if it wasnt necessarily a reward, I was indebted to the dwarves.
I was referring to precious minerals stored in my inventory and precious iron, which was the material for ego equipment.
There are many things I want to say.
[You have succeeded in the quest.]
I raised my stiff head and looked at the dwarves flying boat.
The quest must have been successful.
Likewise, I should encounter the dwarves right away.
I wanted to have a leisurely tea time and talk.
[Youve cleared the Demon Kings Castle of Hunting rupture.]
A message notified that the rupture had been cleared.
Crumble
At the same time, the space of [oddity] began to collapse.
The landscape of reality began to pour in between.
Kitch glanced at the flying boat and asked me.
Is it okay to part like this?
This wasnt Kitchs first rupture.
She knew it would be difficult to reunite with them.
But that didnt apply to me.
Haiel.
For me, Haiel Chrysiad
No, lets skip her name.
Haiel was my eyes and ears in the Arcana Continent.
I, Haiel, have answered your call.
But she seemed to have become more elegant?
I almost misunderstood that the spirit also had a growth period because her appearance changed every time I saw her. But I knew because I heard it from Peiyan, senior mage of spirit school.
Thanks to her name Haiel.
She had been reborn as a {unique spirit}.
Y-You even signed a contract with a spirit?
Marcelo briefly greeted Haiel.
Kitch replaced her greeting with hiccups.
Of course, there was no time for me to say hello peacefully.
Even at this moment, the rupture was collapsing.
I relayed telepathy to Haiel.
Haiel immediately recognized my meaning and turned her gaze toward the flying boat.
Then she bowed her head straight away and bid farewell gracefully.
I will abide by your will.
Summoning Haiel and even telepathy.
This was the real limit of my mana!
The revealed foundation was completely scraped away, seriously.
So I turned my back without any regrets.
Flap
For now, the needlessly fancy and flashy thing.
I appreciated the white elytra.
Because it could hide these shaky legs
Kitch barely stopped hiccuping and asked me.
That, um Is it okay if you dont bring any loot?
Grandfel was pure integrity itself.
Even if he was a person who transcended greed.
I, Lee Hoyeol, was not.
It was my loot.
How could I forget the items dropped by the demon king?
[With high disposal contribution, you automatically acquire the loot.]
In other words, it was already buried in my inventory.
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[Demon Kings Castle of Hunting].
Players who were hesitant to enter eventually decided.
Yeah. Its not just any other player. Its Hoyeol-nim!
Because of the moves Hoyeol had shown so far.
It was possible to make that decision. Hoyeol had entered any recommended level of rupture before anyone else without fear. They could make that decision because they had faith in him.
The money collecting is finally over
Lets go in
I thought it would take a few more minutes, but its not
The sense of broadcasting was great
It was only ten minutes or so.
Thats why they couldnt even imagine it.
The players, who were fully prepared, suddenly stopped walking.
W-Wait a minute!
???
What are you doing
Its not funny
? Youre looking for another way to collect money here???
You suck
The chatroom exploded.
But the misunderstanding didnt last long.
Soon, the reason why the players faces turned white appeared.
Light pouring down.
The rupture fading.
In that intense light, Hoyeol and the two people appeared.
Indeed.
After Hoyeol entered the [Demon Kings Castle of Hunting] rupture.
Exactly 10 minutes and 41 seconds had passed.
The [Demon Kings Castle of Hunting] rupture had been cleared.
Immediately after regular updates.
Three demon castles appeared.
How long did it take for the three demon kings to fall?
Only ten minutes or so.
There was one word that could summarize this great event.
Yeah.
It was indeed.
An oppression.
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