Chapter 156: Townia's Submaster (1) (1)
Two days had passed since I received the analysis on Nord.
Are you really going?
Yurnet asked with a forlorn expression, looking down.
I was stepping onto the airship bound for Townia.
Should I stay then?
Of course!
No way? I need to go.
Youre too much.
Yurnet glanced at
sideways.
I smirked and stepped up the stairs.
I couldnt stay in Niflheimr.
Staying here would make
complacent. I could never move forward.
There were things I had to take responsibility for in Townia too.
My second visit to Niflheimr wasnt long, but I had achieved so aningful results.
Firstly, I was able to raise my interdiate weapon skills to level 5 through duels with Ridgion.
Secondly
Incredible.
I had managed to grasp an outline of the thod to ascend to a 7-star.
The synthesis of a master and a hero. I cant be 100% sure. However, the completed hypothesis matched the information I had. Its over 90% likely to be correct.
Trustworthy my foot.
I chuckled bitterly.
Yurnet, Ridgion, and Nihaku ca to see
off at the launch pad.
I cant rely solely on those guys. If I dont beco stronger, its all for naught.
Ill be waiting.
Ridgion bowed his head.
Nihaku waved her hand.
Co again next ti!
Im not sure when thatll be.
Once a week seems reasonable, doesnt it?
I cant co that often.
Ah.
The stairs carrying
went up to the deck.
Master, dont forget to contact us this ti, please.
I entered the airship, ignoring Yurnets warning-not-warning.
The airship began to move. The guide this ti was also Lydel.
It would take a day to arrive.
I need to change the operation thod in Townia.
Late at night, I spread out so papers on the desk in my cabin.
The current structure of Townia was drawn on them.
Its a three-story building.
Initially, heroes are assigned to the first floor upon summoning.
They live almost like beggars, eating only potatoes and water for a while.
Only after obtaining their roles do they move up to the second floor.
Though its a significant advancent from the early days of the waiting room, where everyone lived on one floor and controlled heroes through synthesis,
Its still lacking.
Its sowhat primitive.
The scale of heroes has grown as large as it can, approaching 200 mbers.
Its almost like a large village now.
Well increase it to at least 300.
The rate of hero consumption in missions is too violent.
The reason is simple. An unexpectedly ridiculous difficulty level.
If this trend continues, many will die in each mission.
To quickly replenish the forces, we need to increase the pool of heroes.
For that
Anytng better do a good job.
My guide of strategies, nad The Book of Sky by Iselle, includes such interdiate operational thods.
The core remains the sa.
If you do well, you rise; if not, you fall.
Just maintain the basics while adding a bit of seasoning.
There are two viable operation models.
The model I used in Niflheimr and the one once used by the legend who was ranked No. 1.
His active period was long before I beca a ranker.
He was a true genius. If my guess is correct, hes no longer alive.
As I pondered, ti flew by rapidly.
I opened my eyes to Lydels announcent.
A ssage indicating the location appeared on the right side of my view.
[Dinsion 1935
Townia]
Townia.
As I stepped onto the deck, the airship was entering the dinsional whirlwind.
Seeing , Lydel saluted with a respectful tilt.
It was an honor to serve you!
Honor, my foot. Dont overdo it.
By the way, when will you return to Niflheimr
Lydel looked at
with a hopeful, yet subtly expectant gaze.
Was it Yurnets doing, or just pure sentint?
Who knows.
I lightly dodged the question.
And then.
[Dispatch Complete!]
[Han() has safely returned from Niflheimr.]
[Han() is now under your control.]
[The heros status has changed due to the dispatch effect. For more details, check the Hero tab!]
Landgrid07 docked in the dinsional gap.
I stepped back into the waiting room, receiving Lydels salute.
Then!
Booom.
Not long after, the airship disappeared from view.
Hmm.
I looked up.
The sky was tinged with a gloomy light.
Anytng was not connected; judging by the color, it was late evening.
Thud.
The sound of my footsteps echoed hollowly on the tallic floor.
I took a deep breath of air.
Exiting the dinsional gap, I headed straight to the second-floor plaza and then climbed the stairs to the third floor.
It was dark.
The lights in the plaza were off.
I hadnt encountered anyone on my way here.
Even though it was late, it was an unusual situation.
As I was about to enter my quarters, the stairs leading to the fourth floor caught my eye.
Theyve built a fourth floor.
It seems the waiting room has changed in my absence.
I turned and stepped onto the stairs to the fourth floor.
Soon, the panorama of the fourth-floor plaza was revealed.
Fundantally, it was similar to other plazas.
However, the difference was that it had expanded to the size of a large sports field, and instead of pathways leading to dormitories or training centers, an unfamiliar building stood.
I chuckled to myself.
A luxurious mansion that seed straight out of a photograph stood there.
It was three stories tall, surrounded by a fence.
I think I understand Anytngs intention.
He had built a private residence for .
This is unexpected.
I opened the mansions front door and entered.
Inside the spacious hall, fanfare erupted, and then.
Congratulations, Loki!
Iselle, wearing a party hat, flew towards .
Following her, the interior of the hall was revealed. The walls, decorated with balloons and paper, had a garish banner on the left side saying, Congratulations on Your Appointnt!
Whats all this?
[Poo! Poo!]
Iselle blew a party whistle that shot out pieces of paper.
Im going to bed.
[Wait, wait! Please! I worked hard on this!]
Iselle hurriedly flew towards .
Whats all this about?
[Its a celebration of Lokis appointnt!]
Appointnt?
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