༺ Boy King (2) ༻
The setting sun.
A sight that had always brought special mories to the Boy King.
Such a phenonon still held true even now, despite him having seen through more scenes than any person would ever experience.
Family. Siblings. Friends. Acquaintances.
He recalled the mories of everyone gathering while laughing loudly together, raising their glasses in celebration under the setting sun and the erging moon.
That was the Armada Kingdom’s final day.
A mory of a ti when everyone smiled and accepted the impending ‘destruction’.
Even after thousands of years, it still rooted itself firmly in his mind.
It could be said that this mory was the only thing left between him and death.
“…”
He closed his eyes and let out a shallow sigh.
A venomous aura that could even crumble a sturdy stone building was emitted from inside him..
“I don’t have much ti left.”
The origin of that venom was ‘sothing’ within his chest, which was bubbling and stirring even at this very mont.
“Soon…”
He muttered while clutching his chest.
There really wasn’t much ti left.
Until he could fulfill the ‘promise’.
“…”
Suddenly, his gaze lingered at a distant place.
A pair of a man and a woman was visible.
Among them, the man was the one who seed to capture Valkasus’ attention.
“…”
Suddenly, a smile crept onto his face.
If what the Prophet had said was true, that man already knew his reasons for doing this.
That man probably knew what he was capable of. The identity of the ‘thing’ that he was entangled with to end up like this.
And yet…
-I will save you, Valkasus. You and your kingdom.
He made such an audacious statent.
That bold proclamation.
“…If you really can pull it off…”
-Please beco my subordinate. For life.
Even if it was an outrageous request such as that…
“There’s nothing I wouldn’t do.”
With those words, Valkasus looked up at the sky.
The sun would set soon.
Simultaneously, it also ant there wasn’t much ti left until the ‘end’.
“…Don’t keep waiting for too long.”
And…
“I’ve already waited long enough.”
Such bitter murmurs faded away into the empty sky.
“So, what is the plan?”
Eleanor brought up such a question while carrying like a piece of luggage.
Honestly, this thod of transportation made feel like my dignity as a human had been thrown away, but whatever. I’d do this all day if it ant we could move quickly.
“Our opponents will be extrely difficult to handle, especially the ones around the Clock Tower.”
From the Arrays that Valkasus had summoned, all sorts of Ruined were pouring out. However, as Eleanor had pointed out, the most powerful ones were concentrated around the Clock Tower, where their ‘real body’ was.
To safely deal with a dium-grade monster, it would take three or four official knights.
And there were dozens of such creatures surrounding a single location. Even soone like Eleanor said that the difficulty of this operation was ‘beyond normal.’
“Currently, we can’t possibly take them all down one by one.”
The ti given to us was a asly thirty minutes. However, considering the ti needed to deal with Valkasus and the boss battle, we were left with only five to ten minutes.
It was impossible for us to break through that horde within that tispan.
“We need to delegate that responsibility to others.”
“But looking at the current situation, I don’t think there are any more manpowers available.”
Like she said, most of the official knights that resided within the academy were already engaged in repelling the Ruined that attacked other areas.
There was no way in hell we could ask them for assistance in breaking through that horde.
However…
“No, there are still so.”
The Prophet had definitely believed that I wouldn’t have any of my asures properly prepared if she caused this disturbance a day early.
However, I still had one card available.
And they were people who were basically specialists when it ca to the undead.
“Eleanor, I need you to find soone.”
The landscape rushed past us at a terrifying speed as I issued my command.
“For now, we need to get to higher ground.”
“Understood.”
With that, Eleanor kicked against the ground a few tis.
‘What the fuck? Is she actually human? Isn’t she just a monster?’
Because the landscape changed drastically with each kick of her feet, I couldn’t help but feel that it was utterly nonsensical. It was even more so when I saw the ground shattered into pieces with every step.
If only one fragnt already did this, how strong would she be if she gathered all three?
“Is this enough?”
While I was contemplating such thoughts, Eleanor had reached a high vantage point where the surroundings were clearly visible.
“Yes, it’s enough.”
With that, I described the characteristics of the people I was looking for.
“Blue hair, slightly taller than the average citizen of the Empire. Males in their twenties to mid-thirties. At least three or more of them are together. Their characteristic is… ‘Incredibly’ ordinary-looking.”
“…What?”
My strange description prompted Eleanor’s puzzled voice, but this was honestly the best way to describe them.
This was because they were people in a profession that intentionally puts in effort to have a forgettable appearance. As such, describing their characteristics were a bit…difficult.
“And, most importantly…”
This would be the part that only Eleanor could detect.
And that was precisely the reason why I needed her.
“As soon as you see them, you’ll feel a great discomfort.”
Even if they hid their characteristics…
The traces of ‘exorcism rituals’ they had honed to the extre could not be concealed. To the extent where a Devil’s Vessel couldn’t help but be extrely sensitive to it.
And even among them, the elites would exude a far more uncomfortable presence.
“Please find them. They are definitely nearby.”
Considering the contents of their mission, they were unlikely to move far away from .
In fact, Eleanor, who looked around doubtfully while hesitating to follow my instructions, soon let out a frown.
“…What a nonsensically accurate description. They’re not far from here. All the conditions match them perfectly.”
As expected.
“Can you get closer?”
“I can.”
Once again, the scenery changed.
After jumping around and smashing a few building floors, Eleanor landed in front of several n.
“Hieek–!”
“What the…?!”
The n were so startled by this sight that they took a few steps back. However, as soone who knew what their identity really was, their acting seed so despicable that I couldn’t help but let out an incredulous snort.
“Enough with the theatrics. We don’t have ti, so let’s get down to business.”
“W-What do you—!”
“I know that the Pope’s order from the Holy Land was to help without getting caught only applies when I’m in extre danger, but…”
All the n’s movents ca to a halt at once.
“Let’s negotiate. The situation is a bit urgent after all.”
“…”
These people weren’t supposed to be here.
After all, they were highly regarded talents even within the Holy Land. There was no reason for them to be sent on an assignnt to a foreign academy far away.
However, if I recalled my mories correctly…
During my previous audience with the Pope, I had manipulated the situation in my favor.
As such, considering that bastard’s disposition and his current situation, it was highly likely that he deployed people to ‘prevent from dying’ no matter what.
Because…
“If I die, the bla will fall on you. Right?”
The n’s expressions stiffened.
“If you don’t help now, I’m seriously going to be in big trouble, you know?”
“…”
“I could die, you know?”
It seed that my continuous outpour of words succeeded in making them realize that their current ‘act’ was pointless.
There you have it. This was practically an OK sign from them.
In other words, they’d cooperate with .
‘…Good.’
In a way, this was also caused by the butterfly effect.
People who weren’t supposed to be here had co to this place, all because of my actions.
“…”
However…
As the saying goes, light and shadow always went hand in hand.
If everything in the scenario had been thrown into chaos by , there were certainly positive things that I could ‘utilize’ from such disorder.
So…
This ti, let’s get hard carried for once.
The negotiation terms were simple.
If they helped right here and now, I would provide them with a piece of information that they desire.
“This doesn’t sound fair.”
The man who seed to be the leader spoke as if the conditions to our deal were absurd.
It was probably a pseudonym, but I knew his na. It was sothing like Vizsla?
“How are the four of us supposed to break through those Ruined?”
I chuckled when I heard those words.
“No, just three of you will.”
“…”
“One person has to go sowhere else to find so people.”
Iliya, Yuria, and Lucia.
I could only proceed with the boss battle if I had these three.
After all, I had to send them to the top of the Clock Tower in order to et the minimum requirents necessary for clearing this quest.
“After you find them, please pass a separate ssage to the orange-haired woman. Tell her to take command and lead the rest of them properly since she’s an expert.”
Of course, I had a way for them to get to the top.
In the quickest way possible.
“…”
Vizsla frowned as if he didn’t know how to even start replying to my nonsense, so I just continued speaking with a faint smile.
“You’re exorcists, aren’t you? Shouldn’t this be easy for you?”
Even among users of Special Powers, exorcists were particularly specialized in rebuffing ‘blasphemous existences’.
Whether they were Devils, Undeads or Vampires, exorcists were individuals who possessed top-notch skills when it ca to dealing with all sorts of ‘impurities’. It wouldn’t be an exaggeration to say they were one-man armies against hordes of Ruined that were virtually synonymous to the Undead.
“…”
The man’s expression stiffened upon hearing these words.
He was probably wrestling with the thought of how I could possibly have such highly confidential information.
‘Dude. In the first place, there’s no one else besides you guys who could co all the way here.’
The only people a shady bastard like the Pope would deploy to this mission were the forces of ‘that woman’.
After all, the only people he trusted were the ones bred in that snake farm.
“…Can’t we hear what kind of information we would receive in advance? Since you’re going to ask us to do sothing this dangerous, shouldn’t there be so kind of collateral?”
In the end, He seed to have given up trying to guess where I got such confidential information from. At least, that was how his voice sounded.
What a coward. It wasn’t even remotely dangerous for you.
But still, it didn’t matter even if I conceded a bit.
“Tell this to Seras.”
The information I possessed was sothing they would never give up on after all.
“That I know the whereabouts of the material of the object she’s looking for.”
Seras Evatrice. In terms of position, she was practically the right hand of the Pope.
She was a world-class assassin, soone who single handedly oversaw three ‘Hidden Forces’ that these guys were included in.
Despite these brilliant titles, those who know her true identity were only a tiny minority in this entire world.
“…You, just now… How…?”
Vizsla, who had shown no intense emotions until now, had a voice filled with shock as soon as he heard the na I nonchalantly said.
Instead of giving a response, I just shrugged my shoulders. After all, there was no need to reveal the source of my knowledge and tricks.
As I was thinking this way…
“…If you even ntion the na of the Grand Maître, we cannot back down from this deal.”
Vizsla, who had been maintaining a stiff expression since earlier, finally spoke.
“We’ll hear about how you know such things at a later date. For now…”
As he continued, several Arrays erged around him one by one.
“…Shall we return to our main job?”
Subsequently, various Special Powers started to surge simultaneously within Vizsla’s body.
-!
-!!
As soon as they sensed the new hostile presence, dium-sized demonic creatures turned their gazes towards us and began to converge from all directions.
With a horde like this, at least a whole company of Knights would be needed to suppress them easily; basically the manpower that could carry out a war.
However…
“Ascend.”
Law, magic, and divine power mixed together, instantly manifesting in the form of a ‘rosary’ from Vizsla’s body.
Then, flas shot up.
They were the ‘Flas of Reincarnation’, created to exclusively target the undead.
In terms of the system, it was an insane counter that completely ignored defense and dealt true damage when facing the undead.
And of course, in reality, its power was as formidable as in the ga.
—!!!!
——!!!!!
The sll of burning flesh, horrifying screams and cries filled with pain and suffering enveloped the space.
Despite the overwhelming numbers of Ruined charging at us, when a few more exorcists with the sa abilities as Vizsla joined, the monsters couldn’t even attempt to approach us.
Of course, as beings born from Sorcery, they continued to approach us tenaciously no matter how much they burned. It was as if they were using the fire on their bodies as fuel for their attack; there was no sign of their hostility fading away.
However…
The distance between us never shortened.
The rate at which they were dying couldn’t keep up with their regeneration rate.
In ga terms, these beings had such insane regenerative abilities that they could go from 0% health to 100% in just ten seconds.
However, their regenerative capabilities wouldn’t matter if it only took three seconds for their opponents to burn away all that regenerated health.
According to the ga lore, once so conditions are t, that fla could even completely ‘annihilate’ so high-ranking existences in Pandemonium. While these monsters were born from Forbidden Sorcery, their asly dium-grade was not a match for the flas that could eradicate high-grade monsters.
‘As expected.’
This was the terrifying thing about the mbers of Seras’ Hidden Forces.
While they were unremarkable in most aspects, they were incomprehensibly powerful in their ‘specialized’ fields.
In the first place, they had trained and ticulously asured the amount of law power, magic power, and divine power ‘needed’ for this single purpose since childhood. Basically, they were raised under extre OCD.
‘…It would’ve been so nice if they weren’t neutral NPCs though.”
Because Seras herself was a character closely tied to the Pope from the very beginning, the original work didn’t have any possible function to recruit these guys as my comrades.
It would’ve been nice if I could sohow establish a friendly relationship with them. How unfortunate indeed.
As I was thinking along those lines…
System ssage
[ Checking the current conditions of the target ‘Seras’. ]
[ Your overall deanor matches Seras’s ideal type perfectly! ]
[ If she ets you in person, the probability of her falling in love at first sight is extrely high! ]
[ ‘Skill: Fatal Charm’ preemptively activated! ]
“…”
Uhhhhh… The fuck was this?
This skill… It actually worked on people I haven’t even seen yet?
I stared at the window incredulously as sentences started to appear one after another.
System ssage
[ Pioneering a new branching route! ]
[ The likelihood of gaining the favorability of target ‘Seras Evatrice’ has skyrocketed! ]
[ Upon a successfully established relationship with the target, conditions for a Special Quest will be t! ]
Special Quest: The Ultimate Dark Secret!
[ A quest related to ‘Seras Evatrice’ is now available! ]
[ Upon completion, the target will submit to you! ]
[ Upon completion, you will receive significant benefits in the main scenario! ]
[ Upon completion, you will beco the owner of the ‘Oath of the Crescent Moon’ ]
“…”
A laugh of disbelief escaped my lips.
No. I an, sure, the item I ntioned was sowhat important to Seras…
But ‘submitting’ to and even handing over the ‘Oath of the Crescent Moon’?
‘…Isn’t this fucking insane?”
The Oath of the Crescent Moon referred to all the Hidden Forces under her sole control.
In other words…
Once this special quest was completed…
She would bring not only herself, but also the entire organization she had been managing to .
Didn’t that an the exorcists here would also beco my ‘subordinates’?
“…”
What the fuck?
There was definitely so kind of catch here.
So scary…
Why would she go that far…?
“…This is an unbelievable display of power.”
As my sanity was fading away, Eleanor suddenly appeared by my side, speaking in an incredulous voice.
“I can’t believe just three of them are able to push back such a large number of middle-grade demonic creatures. I would have believed it if you said you had brought back the Guardians who disappeared in the annals of history.”
“…”
Yeah, you’re right. And right now, I had a quest that could swallow all those guys whole and make them my bitches.
Honestly though, it felt like I was being spoon fed to the extent where I was actually getting dizzy but…
“…Then, we…!”
Right now, it was not the ti to focus on that.
System Notification
[ A mont of danger has been detected.]
[ Determined the situation as life-threatening. ]
[ Skill: Desperation raised to EX Grade. ]
Uh, you know… Since, a gigantic club made of flesh slamd down in front of .
-!
-!!
As Eleanor and I rolled in different directions, a monstrous giant with revolting flesh and tangled sinews let out an ear-piercing scream.
‘Here it cos’
I took a deep breath and faced the opponent.
This was a mini-boss battle, just like how it was in the original ga. It was the battle against the Flesh Tearer.
“…It doesn’t look easy.”
Eleanor slowly drew her sword.
“If it’s a special-grade monster… Even our full combat power may not be enough. Dowd, what’s the plan?”
Taking a deep breath, I started racking my brain.
Elapsed ti: 5 minutes. Remaining ti: 25 minutes. After calculating the estimated ti to get to the boss battle, the ti limit to break through this was…
“We have to finish this in under a minute.”
WIthin that ti fra, we had to get past this creature.
A creature that had the power to single-handedly fuck up a city and co back to life no matter how many tis we kill it.
“…”
Yes, those words sounded absurd, I know.
Also, Eleanor’s gaze, who was looking at as if I belonged in a ntal asylum, all but reaffird how truly ridiculous it was. However…
“To be honest, even a minute was a generous estimate.”
“…”
Yep.
In reality, it wasn’t that big of a deal.
I was worried about those fuckers that would latch onto us while we were dealing with the Flesh Tearer, but thanks to the exorcists, they were gone, yeah?
“…Dowd.”
“Yes?”
“I actually think lunatics aren’t so bad, in their own way. Actually, I think I could possibly like them.”
“…”
“As such, I won’t chase you away or rebuke the fact that you’re a madman, so do not worry too much.”
Thank you.
Among the recent disses against , this was the softest one yet. Truly. Thank you.
Just as I was questioning the whereabouts of my standards…
-!
The gigantic abomination made of flesh charged towards us.
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