That Unique Monster Who Just Got the 'Consciousness' Passive Skill Chapter 37 Grandchild

"As a matter of fact, I must be wrong. As strong as you may be, and for better or worse, young man, I more than doubt you would possess such ancient, legendary benediction."

I mocked him saying he was jealous, but he was not.

He ntioned an 'eldest soul ever' to , and I thought he might qualify for the title. Congratulations, old man, you have obtained the Eldest Soul Ever Title, would the System say. Seriously though. Before I could stop him because such philosophical discussions only annoyed right now, he talked to about power, and how much of a curse it was. That's why he said for better or worse when telling I didn't qualify for that ancient benediction of his. But I won't ntion the speech about true power and its consequences he gave . He also then said, regarding the System, that I was far too little and didn't know anything about how imnse the world was, and how weak I could be in front of truly stronger beings. That's why it was highly unlikely I would possess such a legendary power. He even prophesied that if I had anything like that at all, I was sure to leave my mark on the world. That mark could be either a scar or of profit. Needless to say, he nonetheless asserted, seeing how much of a cheeky brat I was, he could instantly see I was no such legendary person. Rude, old man!

Raising such a heavy question, my goal was to test the old man's knowledge. No, it wasn't like I could tell whether he was wrong or right about anything he said. Still, I trusted that, after all he told in such a short period of ti about the System, or what it potentially was, that old man was the real dead. A big shot with the books. I wasn't done yet, by the way. The next question I threw at him was another one I deed essential to get answered, too. If I ca to life in the first place, it was because of Faith. Or rather, Faith Points, as the System neatly quantified it. Without ntioning that I was 'born' through this 'faith', when I recounted my story to the old man, I just said as the human said, "the unclassified unique monster just spawned in the restaurant for no apparent reason; a sorry accident." That wasn't exactly a lie since, in the end, Faith or not, my coming to this world really was just an accident, from my perspective. Anyway, I asked the old man about Faith in general.

His answer was that Faith indeed could bring 'beings' that did not exist before to life. That was in fact the case for most legendary monsters, fairy elentals, or kami, even. People conceptualized, imagined, and believed in a 'being' so much that the power of their 'faith' would bring the thing alive.

When I ca to this world, the System said the following: Enough Faith Points have been registered — Materializing Procedure is issued. Well, to make things clear, briefly, the old man answered by explaining that the concept of Faith had the power to make things and beings co alive. Be it about the religious kind of faith or not—the simple act of "believing" in whatever was the subject of one's inner fantasies could bring legendary creatures alive. Just like it be the case with magical elentals, legendary monsters, or even divine spirits, who people also referred to as "gods." Naturally, such a phenonon, the old man wisely ntioned, was no common occurrence at all. Whew, didn't that an I so kind of super big stuff? An existence on par with that of a "god," eh?

Continuing the explanation, the old man exclaid himself. "What a good example! Do you not know about 'that' famous dragonn clan's leader, for instance, young man? Oh! I guess you would not." Well, that clan's leader was a huge, magnificent winged creature. A dragon as huge as three mountains. Listening to the description of that legendary divine dragon he used as an example, I was told that the creature was also the result of Faith. That didn't co as a shock, but I guess I was in a similar condition to that divine winged creature.

As I said, it probably ant I was that kind of big shot, but I didn't think much of it. After all, the kind of Faith that had brought in the world was also simply that of three puny humans: One storyteller and his two nephews. They were the ones who both narrated and listened so attentively to my story, so "Tale of the Ancients," as it was being taught, in the very first monts I experienced, rember?

As the old uncle further described what 'that' kind of creature felt, looked, and sounded like, I cut him short, telling him my question was answered, saying thank you.

By now I had already decided on what my 'alternative' would be. He answered my question the way I imagined he would, and now my future—the path I would tread on from now on—slowly began to take shape in my head. To test his knowledge and reliability further, I then asked the old knowledgeable man about what the System called Nobility. The old man shut his eyes tight (he always did that when he thought up an answer), and severely nodded to . "Nobility. Indeed. Nobility. Hmm. There is in the world, young man, what you might call 'noble creatures'. And in fact—"

"All right, done!" I suddenly slamd my hands on the table. "Thanks for answering my questions, old man."

"W-Why, but of course. It was my pleasure. Though I believe I haven't answered the last of your—"

"I know," I nodded at him. "But it's fine. I already know about Nobility. It's that thing that lets you basically evolve!"

"Not exactly. But sure, at a basic level. Evolve. Hmm. Did you know already?"

I said that I did. And anyway, now, I finally stood up. My legs were so numb from sitting without moving much for that long. Stretching and warming up a little, I heaved a sigh of pleasure. "Haaah~ That does feel good." Then my eyes dropped down, eting with my old man's gaze. "What are you waiting for? Stand up, already. Or are you too old for that?"

With a bewildered look on his face, he spoke. "Are you already leaving? Aaah, well! You have been a great comrade for a discussion, young man. It should be wrong of to keep you more!"

"Heh," I scoffed. "So you're too old, eh?"

"Certainly not. I will stand up at once and see you off to my door. You may co back whenever you—"

"What are you talking about, old man? See off?" As I said that, my eyes locked with his. "No. You'll co with ."

"Young man. You have lost again. W-What could you possibly an…?"

"Get yourself up. We're leaving this place. You and your loneliness… I can't possibly leave you behind, right? Oh, and yeah, should have I asked for your permission first? See when I told you I lack commonsense… Ah, good grief. You'll co with , though, right? O-Oh, right, but I should explain, shouldn't I. With you by my side, I'm as knowledgeable as could be. Living out in the world won't be a problem for then. W-What's with that face, now, eh, old man? Y-You're tearing up!? N-No! H-Hey! I said no! Back away! I'll run! Don't you dare hug with that face full of snot—"

Thus I made my first real friend. And thus we left on a trip together. We first t, with that crazy old tea-sipper, then we chatted a lot, then we went off together. Like I said, if I was to be accompanied by such a competent, and most knowledgeable, advisor, then I could brave whatever hardship life might throw at . Now, I let him join my group. I figured I would need help outside. So we grouped together. Well, for now however, I wasn't still sure about what path I would be taking, with that old consultant by my side… but I was sure I would figure it out further down the road. It all first started with a quest from the System, and now, as if it were entirely normal, the old man joined hands with . Why I didn't know. He was probably just that kind of grumpy old man, I supposed. We sealed our deal with a hug, even though I was totally opposed to it. It was actually crazy to see with how much strength he embraced , his now 'favorite' young man of many stories, with a face full of snot and tears. "I have a grandson!" he kept yelling. "You truly are my grandchild!"

"Yeah, yeah… Now get off of !" So much strength, I tell you. Try as I might, pushing him off wasn't in my ability. It was for the best, though, I think. I was glad he was at least that much happy. God, what stupid old man have I even tead up with?

The quest had long since been validated and changed, by the way. At first, I needed to keep the old man company. A long while back, during the ti he was telling the beginning of his own story—story that he didn't even get to finish up, now that I think about it—it had been validated, and changed to other instructions.

❮ Character's Creation Quest — An old man's heart is never filled more with happiness than when his grandchild tells him he loves him! — For the record, I never said that — But that isn't all! When his grandchild finally gets to have his Character and start the Ga, an old man's heart is filled with happiness more than ever. The Dryads of the Benelloan Forest are allies to the Player and await the Player in order to grant him his need. Let the Player then keep braving the Forest's dangers and et with the Dryads, the Sisters of the Forest. The Player is certain to be helped by them in the undertaking of creating his Character!

❮ Instructions: With the elves, head to the Inner Forest. 0/1 ❯

"Shall we get going?"