Chapter 175
Now is not the right ti to attack that last spot.
I had that feeling.
I have to find it.
There was another spot that ca before the last one, a hidden spot.
[Observing with Observers Eye.]
It couldnt be seen with the naked eye. I sought the assistance of my innate ability, Eye of Perception, and took in all the information I was given.
Theres another spot.
It wasnt
who found it, but Eye of Perception and Observers Eye. It felt almost like I was zooming in on the Black Trolls knee.
The folded skin of the knee.
Hidden within that fold was a black spot. I had to take that down first. That was the correct order.
I have to go between the folds.
With an arrow, that is.
Can I do it? I asked myself.
Today was my first ti shooting a bow.
I can do it.
I drew the bowstring. The Black Troll charged at .
Thud! Thud! Thud! Thud!
Arrows burning with black flas sticking out of its body, the enraged Black Troll ran at
in a straight line.
Now.
I released the bowstring.
The trajectory is perfect.
The arrow whistled off, drawing a far more precise and clean line than I expected before plunging into the Black Trolls knee.
KUOOOO!
It swung its fists, but those fists didnt reach .
Thud!
The Black Troll fell over with a great thump. It got up arduously, but its movents were very unnatural.
Next is the belly button.
The black spot around the belly button was the last one. Referring to the image engraved in my mind, I aid for the spot.
Im not looking at the Black Trolls actual body.
I was aiming for the spot inside the image in my head. That was the real final spot.
It almost felt as if I were pressing a spot on the screen of my smartphone with my finger. I unconsciously drew the bowstring and landed a proper hit.
[The Black Trolls regeneration ability has been completely extinguished.]
[The Black Troll roars in rage.]
KUOOOOOO!
The roar was full of Troll Fear.
[Eye of Perception detects a foreign energy.]
I responded with another ability of mine, Mirror Sight, the power to reflect external forces applied on .
Kuoo!
The Black Trolls roar died in its throat.
Having lost its regeneration power, the Black Troll was not much different from a regular Troll. Granted, the Troll race as a whole had amazing recovery speed, but even so, a regular Troll was no longer a match for .
[Black Troll has been killed.]
[EXP acquired.]
[Regeneration Serum acquired.]
I wasnt able to focus on the notices. I sat down in the lotus position. After doing it a few tis, I had so know-how. This was the best position for ditation.
I have to visualize the situation earlier.
And I had to do it more vividly than reality, make it more real than the experience itself. I had to discern how I had fought with the Black Troll, what kind of flow and fundantal threads had run through the battle. I went back to the very beginning of our fight and recalled the entire scene.
I fought another vivid battle with the Black Troll in my head. No, the battle in my head was actually more difficult.
Its hot.
I felt sweat beading down my forehead. My back was wet as well. The real battle hadnt been that hard, but the image training in my head consud more ntal power.
But
That feeling I got when I struck the spot on the knee, that place hidden within folds of skin, that was the feeling I needed to grasp.
Again.
I played through the battle again.
From the beginning.
I read the flow again.
Again.
I attempted it another ti.
Again.
I challenged it again and again, forgetting everything around . I needed to focus. I didnt want to miss this chance that I had just barely grasped the tail of, a chance that would lead
to a new realm.
Again.
After going through several rounds of image training, I finally realized it.
Observers Eye
Observers Eye captured sothing that could not be seen. It found the hidden spot for the real clear. This flow, this feeling. A wave of refreshing coolness washed over , my head clearing. It felt like sothing cold was wrapping over my steaming, hot back.
I get it.
I knew what this feeling was. It was like receiving a teaching from an amazing teacher. My vision seed to clear, becoming crisp and sharp.
[Observers Eye has pioneered a new realm.]
finding the Black Trolls hidden spot was sothing akin to a feeling.
[Observers Eye has succeeded in materializing a feeling.]
[Congratulations.]
[A new power, Eye of Investigation, has been developed.]
That feeling descended on
as a new power.
This sort of thing works too, huh.
I concentrated in order to not lose that feeling, and ended up awakening a new ability.
[Eye of Investigation]
A power that searches for and finds obscured objects or phenona. Through Eye of Investigation, one can find an opponents hidden weak points.
How much ti has passed?
Senia showed herself.
42 minutes have passed, she said, as if reading my mind.
I was concentrating for 42 minutes?
Yes.
That was a little odd then.
42 minutes is more than enough ti for Wings to have completely cleared the 2nd floor.
It couldnt be that Wings failed to clear the 2nd floor, could it? I had hunted the hidden boss monster. As long as they could clear the 2nd floor scenario, this entire field would be cleared.
I need to go down and see.
But just then, Senia spoke. If you are doing so because you are concerned about the clear, I believe that it is unnecessary.
How co?
The clear requisites have been fully t. However, the clear has been temporarily deferred.
Temporarily deferred?
The clear conditions were t, but the field wasnt cleared. It wasnt normal.
The interference of a very strong Guardian.
Could it be the [Night of Shooting Stars]? Was he still not pleased with my performance? That was surprisingI thought I did pretty well for soone who had picked up a bow for the first ti today.
Co to think of it
I hadnt heard any ssageseither of satisfaction or disappointntfrom the Night of Shooting Stars.
And they havent taken back the Blackfire Bow yet.
They hadnt taken back the weapon they had temporarily lent out to .
There must be soone I must fight, I said.
There was an opponent even more capable of proving my qualifications than the Black Troll, and they were likely connected to a large number of Guardians.
The clear conditions were t, but the clear was deferred, a fairly significant act of interference. It didnt seem like just one Guardian was involved.
Soone is coming up.
Soone ca up the escalator.
[A new person is entering the 3rd Floor.]
The man who ca up to the 3rd floor was soone I recognized.
* * *
* * *
The new arrivals were a sapling-shaped Interdiate Administrator with a few leaves on his head instead of hair and the Italian-looking man that Interdiate Administrator accompanied.
Hes tall and has a slender physique.
The man was quite good-looking.
A savage fighting spirit.
I already knew the na of the man walking towards . Vela. The man who would one day beco the Fight King in the future I rembered.
Vela was here at this point in ti?
Wasnt this the ti when he should be tackling the Italian servers Rumanio Dungeon? I examined the man with Eye of Perception.
[Player]
Na: Vela
Age: 25
Level: 33
Class: Fighter of the Dawn
Guardian: White Hunter
Innate ability: [Indomitable Fighting Spirit] [Last Thread of Consciousness]
State: Having Fun / Excited / Boiling Fighting Spirit
Disposition: Belligerent / Carnivorous / Simple
Summary:
Battle Nut who Fears his Childhood Friend
Single-celled Organism who Detests Complicated Things
The disposition/state/summary only show the most representative and can change according to the situation.
Because Eye of Perceptions proficiency is not high enough, viewing more detailed information is impossible.
The man radiating fierce fighting spirit was chattering away, but I couldnt understand him. The tree Interdiate Administrator, Wilson, stepped forward.
Kiddo. Youll have to indulge Vela and do a PVP with him.
That mont, a PVP zone was declared. I could see what was happening.
This is a scenario linked to the White Hunter, the Night of Shooting Stars, and maybe even the Conductor of Sound.
The Fight King Vela was famous for being a belligerent person, soone who liked the strong and enjoyed fighting them. His summary said it all.
Battle Nut who Fears his Childhood Friend
I also knew who that childhood friend wasan Italian Master, Pedro. They had grown up together, or sothing like that. However he treated other people, Vela tended to be more obedient to Pedro. According to the rumors, when they were kids, Vela grew up getting beaten up by Pedro, but whether that was true or not was never revealed.
Hes not a bad person by nature.
He just liked to fight. So might disparage such a disposition as barbaric and perverted, but as a third party, I had liked Velas character.
And he sotis appeared on Master Pedros Youtube channel.
I rembered the comnts blowing up everyti that happened. I had also occasionally watched Pedros channel in the hopes of seeing Vela.
When I was a third party, I liked that exciting personality, but now
Now that I was involved, there wasnt much to like about Velas hotheadedness. It was clear as day that the Fight King would have pestered
for a fight even if he didnt have a scenario to complete, like a hunting dog straining at the leash, chomping at the bit for a fight.
Wilson continued. I dont think theres really a need to translate. You and Vela just have to fight.
The Fight King Vela pulled out an axe.
...However, Vela has asked
to do it, so Ill handle the translation for a short while.
It was amusing. At this point in ti, Interdiate Administrators wielded omnipotent power. It was the norm for Players to be at the rcy of Interdiate Administrators. But their relationship didnt look like that.
Sure thing.
I thought Vela would imdiately co at , but to my surprise, the man wanted to talk.
Youre Kim Hyukjin?
And?
Good. Ill need you to have a round with . I wanna check how strong the White Hunters most cherished Player is.
Most cherished Player?
The White Hunters favorite wasnt Vela but ?
I didnt know whether that was true or not. It could be that the White Hunter sent Vela such a ssage to agitate him.
Whats your class? Im a close-ranged combat class that can use axes, daggers, spears, everything.
To that, I answered, Archer.
I would do my best to produce content that could satisfy the big investor, the Night of Shooting Stars. As an archer, that is.
Vela asked another question.
You good at fighting?
For an archer, I was probably not half-bad.
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