The day after the festival ended, everyone returned to their daily routines. The hero characters who had co out to enjoy from the dungeons base camp were no exception.
Kellibey, Hannibal, the Holy Grail Seekers, and even the Penal Squad had all returned.
Late in the afternoon, following lunch, I visited the base camp. I was a bit tired from staying up all night organizing the plan for what ca next, but there was work to be done.
"Heading to the base camp?"
"Lets go together, senior!"
Lucas and Evangeline naturally joined as my escorts. That worked out since I was planning on making equipnt for them anyway.
As we passed through the teleport gate and arrived at the base camp, it was noticeably more lively than before.
NPCs moved about in the brightly lit area, thanks to the torches.
I didnt sense any hostility from the glances directed towards us. NPCs not yet familiar with seed wary, but after all, I was the one who had rescued many of them from captivity.
"Guys, unload everything over there."
"Yes, my lord."
I instructed Lucas and Evangeline to place the festival foods they were carrying in the center of the base camp.
They stacked the foods next to the biggest bonfire. It was a thoughtful gesture for those who hadnt attended the festival. They could eat or not; the choice was theirs. Hopefully, enjoying the food would build so goodwill towards our front.
"Grandma Coco, try so of this."
I offered so food to the NPC in charge of teleportation, Coco the Severer.
"Well, at least you rember this old lady."
Accepting the food without hesitation, Coco casually pointed to a corner of her workshop.
"I finished the teleport gate. Just install it."
To my surprise, there lay the familiar stone chunks haphazardly piled on the ground. Those were expensive items! They were tossed aside as if they were re road-side rocks!
"I finished it a few days ago. You lot were too busy with the festival to co get it."
As she poured the foods I gave her into her witchs pot (?), Coco chuckled.
If it took about three days to complete... Does it take about a week to craft one teleport gate?
I examined the completed teleport gate, pondering. Even though Coco was quite impulsive, the gates crafting seed to take so ti. Ill need to place a lot of orders in advance so she can work non-stop.
"Ah, Your Highness! Youre here!"
Right then, Kuilan and the Penal Squad appeared.
After briefly acknowledging their enthusiastic greeting, I gestured towards the pile of teleport stones.
"Pick those up."
"What?"
"Pick them up. Those stones. We have to install them."
And so, the Penal Squad found themselves struggling under the weight of the teleport stone chunks, grumbling as they followed .
They seed quite heavy. Good. This would be a nice strength training for you, Kuilan!
Our next stop was Kellibeys workshop, where I found him busily crafting equipnt. His assistant, Hannibal, was fervently aiding him.
"Looks like youre busy already, Kellibey. And the festival just ended yesterday."
"Who do you think is the reason for all this work?!"
Kellibey glared at , his big eyes flashing with annoyance.
The day after the festival, Kellibey was adjusting the 11 pieces of equipnt I had procured from Naless.
Given that I had purchased 11 pieces of equipnt ranging from SSR to SR grade, there was a ton of readjustnt to be done.
"Why the hell did you hand over 11 pieces for adjustnt? Hand so of this over to your local blacksmiths!"
I reminded him, "Didnt you say to entrust you with all equipnt-related requests? That others would ss it up?"
He retorted, "That was just a figure of speech! From now on, leave the minor adjustnts to others!"
THUD!
Kellibey slamd sothing onto the table.
"I an, bring high-end stuff like this! Only a master magical blacksmith like can handle it! Got it?"
Before lay a silvery-red fur cloak. Even at first glance, it was obviously a top-tier item.
I chuckled, "When did you even find the ti to make this?"
"Obviously, I prioritized this one. Put off the boring adjustnts for later."
After a brief laugh with Kellibey, I looked around.
"Hey, Kuilan!"
Kuilan, who was huffing and puffing from carrying the teleport stone chunks, looked at with a puzzled expression.
"What now, Your Highness? Want to carry sothing heavy again?"
"No, I want you to wear sothing heavy."
I playfully waved the cloak.
"Co try it on."
"Wait... is that for ?"
Yes, considering the gear youre already wearing, youre the most expensive kid in the monster front. And this cloak? Its your equipnt too.
Upon closer examination, Kuilans face stiffened.
"...Dont tell , this cloak..."
Right on the money. I nodded slowly.
This was equipnt crafted using the magical core of the Wolf King Lunared, the boss monster we fought during the last defense. Its the third Nightmare Slayer equipnt we possess, and the first piece of armor.
[Moonlight Massacre (SSR) Lv.55]
- Type: Auxiliary Equipnt
- Defense: 25-50
- Durability: 24/24
- Stats: Health 10, Strength 10, Agility 10
- Increases attack speed by 5% with each attack. Stacks last for 10 seconds, up to 10 tis.
- At max stacks, all attacks inflict additional magical damage.
- At max stacks, receive reduced damage from all enemy attacks.
- ??? (Unlocked based on the number of enemies defeated with this equipnts effect)
- ??? (Unlocked based on the number of enemies defeated with this equipnts effect)
Its features were perfect for a lee damage dealer. As long as one could maintain the attack speed stacks, the additional damage and defensive bonuses made it an outstanding item.
If you cant maintain the stacks, its just an ordinary cloak.
Even with conditions attached, its bonuses were stellar, especially for an auxiliary piece of equipnt.
"..."
Kuilan hesitantly took the cloak, a mix of emotions on his face. He mightve been thinking of his brother and ancestors.
Without much delay, he draped the cloak over his back, its luxurious sheen reflecting his resolve.
The cloak of silvery-red wolf fur cascaded down the back of the towering, muscular figure, shimring like moonlight.
Everyone watching let out an impressed sigh, myself included.
Clothes really do make the man, huh?
Until now, Kuilan had always paraded around in ragged clothes, wearing things like sleeveless shirts.
Though titled a "Mountain King," he sotis resembled nothing more than a giant hobo.
But now, with this distinguished cloak, he seed entirely transford. A newfound dignity seed to radiate from the cloak itself.
"Youre starting to look the part of a Mountain King, arent you, Kuilan?"
As I playfully patted his shoulder, Kuilan grinned, "Im not a Mountain King anymore, Your Highness."
"Oh?"
"Im the Commander of the Penal Squad now."
Would you look at that, the rascals growing a backbone!
"Well, considering all the equipnt Ive showered upon you so far, its high ti I maxed out my affection for you..."
"Affection...? I dont know what youre talking about, but thanks, Your Highness."
Kuilan brought his fists together in a salute, paying his respects, "For the fate of my people and the rest of my life, I will wear this cloak."
The seriousness on Kuilans face was undeniable. I nodded in acknowledgnt.
I couldnt pinpoint exactly what had shifted in Kuilans attitude since our last defense battle. But it was evident that the once rash Mountain King was maturing.
Hes still a bit of a brute, though.
I tried to erase the mory of him getting knocked out in a single blow during a recent tournant. I have big plans for you, Kuilan.
Next, I handed out the adjusted weapons and equipnt to the other four mbers of the Penal Squad. All were of SR grade.
Considering these guys are the current backbone of our front line...
Its best to invest generously.
Their eyes widened with excitent as they clutched their new gear, hoping it would give them an edge against the monsters.
I then pulled out two sets of armor from the newly adjusted gear and placed them on the table. Each set, consisting of an upper and lower piece, was covered with cloth to protect against dust.
Turning around, I saw Lucas and Evangeline, their eyes shimring with anticipation. I couldnt help but chuckle.
"Here are your new armors. The ones you had are pretty much trash now."
"Yahoo! Ive been waiting for this!" Evangeline cheered, hopping excitedly.
Lucas, however, looked disheartened. He ran his hand over his current worn-out [Phantom Armor].
"Im sorry, Your Highness... This too was a gift from you. I intended to wear it for a lifeti..."
"Why are you acting so down lately? Theres no need to apologize. Gear is ant to be expendable."
He looked more disheartened than ever. I realized Id been too hard on him. Id need to be more gentle...
In any case, onto the new armor. I presented Lucass first, unveiling the cloth.
[Midnight(SSR) Lv.49]
[Twilight(SSR) Lv.49]
The upper armor, [Midnight], and the lower armor, [Twilight], combined to make a two-piece dium plate armor set.
True to its na, the armor was pitch black, and its design was absolutely striking.
In the ga, users who obsessed over looks often referred to this set as the "Rebla (Real Black) Armor". Many had their eyes bloodshot, vying to obtain this set.
It boasted impressive physical and magical resistances, and the set bonus wasnt half bad.
> Set Bonus: Midnights Twilight (2/2)
- Upon equipping the entire set, for 12 hours after sunset, attack power increases by 10%, defense by 10%. For 12 hours after sunrise, movent speed increases by 20%.
While it didnt have any mind-blowing capabilities, it was a powerhouse in terms of basic stats. And with armor, its more about the specs than special abilities.
"..."
Lucas silently removed his current armor and donned the new set.
Kellibey and Hannibal assisted Lucas, adjusting the armor to fit him perfectly. Once Lucas was fully armored, he resembled a dashing knight.
His previous armor had been quite stylish, but after extended use, it had worn down. Now, clad in new armor, he looked magnificent. It was as if he was wearing a bespoke suit.
"...I will wear this armor for the rest of my life," Lucas solemnly vowed.
Enough with the dramatics. That armor isnt your endga gear anyway. Wear it, wear it out, move on.
Next, I handed over a new set of armor to Evangeline.
"Evangeline, heres yours."
"Finally!"
Evangeline eagerly unveiled her armor.
But the very next mont, she scread, "Whaaat?! What the hell is this?!"
Jumping back in horror. Really, that much of an overreaction?
The armor I had prepared for Evangeline was the rare...
[Bone Armor Upper(SSR) Lv.49]
[Bone Armor Lower(SSR) Lv.49]
The Bone Armor series!
But not just any Bone Armor. An SSR-grade Bone Armor! Made from the bones of mythical monsters, no less!
The armor boasted overwhelming durability, imnse health stat boosts, and extraordinary physical resistance. For a pure tank like her, there wasnt a better armor at this stage.
"From Golem Armor and now to Bone Armor?!"
Regardless of its grade or capabilities, its just... bone armor to Evangeline.
She confronted with a grievance written all over her face, "You promised the next one would be pretty! Does this armor look beautiful in your eyes?!"
"Yeah. Looks super nice."
For the record, Im a practical gar, not into aesthetics.
If the gears stats are good, I dont care if my character is dressed in a loincloth and wielding a wooden club!
Which is why, when I stread another MMORPG in the past, my viewers were screaming.
Begging to wear sothing less painful to the eyes. And to stop obsessing over that primitive caveman look.
Hey! Do looks pay the bills?! Its the equipnt stats that keep your character alive! Ugga ugga!
Anyway, from that perspective, this Bone Armor is stunning.
Sure, in terms of appearance... It might look like the Golem Armor where only the gloves were made of bone. But its almost 1.5 tis better in performance!
"This, this, this..."
Evangeline, so disappointed she was almost in tears, hit the armor and then yelled at .
"If you like this old, worn-out looking armor so much, why dont YOU wear it?!"
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