Wait a second... I feel like I'm being used sohow...
Well, let's not think too much of the boring stuff. Ti to get roasting!
I handed them another batch of fruit skewers.
They pounced.
Again.
Absolutely no manners.
Those girls...
Was... was my cooking actually that good?
I glanced at my hands.
'Could this... be my true calling?'
{No, Master. The fruits of Coastelle are inherently irregular compared to conventional fruits. Even without roasting, they'd still—}
(Ah!)
I imdiately tuned out that unneeded comntary from the bitter Platform and looked toward my summons.
Tamayo had a little sar of fruit juice at the corner of her lips, sneaking glances at like she was waiting for sothing.
The rest of the Specters looked—well, not so thrilled—but strangely content.
Actually they are very satisfied, but NO!
This isn't right!
Giving fruit to a battalion of carnivorous warriors after dragging them through war with a lizard-shaped Principality?!
What kind of shaful Master does that?
Alright, that's it. I'm going out again.
Another hunt. For at. Real at.
Platform!
{...}
(Hey, co on, Professor. I'm really sorry this ti. Please, just... hear out.)
{...What is it, Master?}
(Yay!! That's why I love you. We're never fighting again, okay? Now—have you figured out how Levi makes those ripples? I want to leave Coastelle and go hunt a giant crab or sothing.)
{My, but Master...}
(Hm? What?)
{I already figured it out a while ago. The very first ti I witnessed her use it, in fact.}
(...Ehehe. I'm becoming angry, you know? Why was that kept from ? Even when I loudly complained about not wanting to burden Levi with ripple duty? I'm not shouting.)
{Let's assu I forgot and put this all behind us.}
So you knew you ssed up?!
Anyway, Platform gave the full breakdown:
Apparently, Coastelle connects to the outside world kind of like how soone underwater would interact with the surface.
If Levi hadn't opened the gate for us back then, we wouldn't have been able to enter or leave, even with this knowledge.
But now, if I simply imagine erging from underwater, a ripple gate will appear and take sowhere near our last known surface location.
She also said my Pri Value was more than enough to let do this on my own.
Neat!
Now that I've got this under wraps, I turned to the others and casually told them, "I'm going out to bring misfortune upon a passerby in Pison."
I an, obviously I'd have to walk a couple miles—two or three maybe—before I found anything worth hunting. So that sothing would have to pay a compensation with its life and flesh.
Okay, just one thing...
Platform? What the hell is a Pri Value?!
{What a sha, Master, for you to forget sothing so fundantally crucial as PRI VALUE.}
(No. No, no, no! Don't you dare start with —I've never—wait... Pri Value. That's the thing, right? The number that shows how much ti soone's got left before they die?)
{Pitifully wrong, Master. I am... disappointed.}
You understand you're completely far gone, when your own ability becos disappointed in you. This is depressing.
After several minutes of begging, Platform finally reluctantly explained:
Pri Value is a number—or rather, a complex figure—that gauges both power level and existential significance.
And apparently... mine was so absurdly high, I could manipulate space despite not even having an official space-ti affinity.
...Cool.
When I asked Platform what my current Pri Value was, she calmly replied:
{1,100,000 PV}
That was... a lot of zeroes.
But to make sure I understood how high that number really stood, I decided to size up the others.
I stood, slowly turning to gaze at every one of my friends...
...Eh?
Calling them "friends" just now made feel a little embarrassed.
Warm, even.
{Focus, Master.}
Rude much.
By the way, if you want a full explanation of Pri Values—from newborn baby to cosmic apex—you'd need to check the auxiliary volu.
(That is, if our incompetent author ever gets around to publishing it.)
Author: I can kill, you know? I can kill a lot, you'll not eve—
My, do you hear the rambling of a toothless dog? Anyone?
For now, Platform granted a vision:
Each person's Pri Value hovered above their heads, glowing like a mystic category overlay.
Naturally, Alicia, Levi, Trigger, and Tamayo all started fidgeting as my gaze landed on them.
First up: the lowest values in the group.
The Mumoko no Kiba averaged {200,000 PV}
Platform said a standard human's Pri Value sat between 300 to 10,000 PV. Sotis even 50, 000.
So 200,000? That wasn't just overkill, it was pure wickedness.
A walking war cri, if dropped into a normal human city. You'd need about five 50,000 PV guys to deal with just one.
Well, humans were always weaklings.
Next, the Phantom Fangs. Their numbers fluctuated slightly but sat around {500,000 PV}
Which ant one Phantom Fang could wipe out a small nation's army—if the army wasn't clever and cautious.
Then ca Hachiman, my boy. Solid, stoic Hachiman.
His readout: {620,000 PV}
Platform ntioned that even a small 20,000-point difference could translate into huge combat edges.
So while 600k and 620k looked close, one clearly had the upper hand.
And then there was Shizuka, the ever-lounging, apple-chewing, lazy furball of our group.
Her Pri Value?
{650,000 PV}
Yeah, she looked harmless. Like she was bored and only pretending to chew that fruit so I wouldn't nag her.
But I saw what she did to that poor owl-headed devil back in the surface.
She might be lazing now, but that girl is the Ice Princess of Death.
Although, it seems she's stronger than Hachiman, her brother...
Now, moving on—
Their leader: Trigger.
This beast was on a whole different tier.
{780,000 PV}
Hold up!!
That's dangerously close to 1,000,000!!
He could probably solo an entire legion of Mumoko no Kiba without breaking a sweat.
As expected of my right-hand man (Just ordained him, though.)
And then there's HER...
Tamayo.
Platform had already warned she was creeping near my level.
Turns out, she had every reason to be arrogant.
The Dark Fox Spirit clocked in at a monstrous:
{920,000 PV}
920k? That's practically knocking on the doors of Supre Lordhood.
...How in the four heavenly pieces is she a Summon?!
I an—
Wasn't she supposed to be the Supre Lord instead of ?
Just for context:
A Supre Lord is soone who commands multiple high-level Principalities under their rule.
Even though I do qualify, it doesn't feel that way.
Co on, it's we're talking about.
The guy who got tricked into two horrible pacts in one day.
Tamayo is an utter monster.
I'm unworthy of her.
But then I looked at the two girls who'd basically beco my responsibility by sheer accident:
Levi and Alicia.
I started with Levi.
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