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I Killed an Academy Player Chapter 12: Grimoire of the Great Library (2)

Chapter 12: Grimoire of the Great Library (2)

Like⁠ how I couldn’t‍ touch astral bodies,‍‍​ astral bodies likewise‌ couldn’t touch me.‌⁠ As someone who‌ can’t perceive the‌ spirit itself due‌‌ to my Precept,‌​‌ I was pretty⁠​​ much invincible against‍ astral bodies.

‘Energy​ Drain, Soul Crusher​ and Overflowing Honey⁠ of Nightmare… was‍⁠​ it?’

Those‍ were the skills‍‌‍ which would be‍⁠ poured out by⁠ the Unique Grade​⁠ demonic spirit sealed​ in the secret⁠​ room in Phase‍ 1.

One⁠‌​ party member would‌​ immediately be stunlocked⁠​ unless their Magic⁠⁠ Resistance was above⁠ a certain level‍ all the way‍⁠ till the end​ of a fight.⁠‍‌

And‍​ in Phase 2,‍‍⁠ the demonic spirit‍‍ possesses one of​ the party members.​‌​ It would possess⁠⁠ a party member‍ that is not‍ stunlocked and in⁠​ turn remove two⁠‌ people from the‍‌‌ fight in an‍ instant. It was‍⁠ well-known for being‍‌ ridiculously difficult.

In‌⁠‌ the first place,​‍‌ it wasn’t made‌​⁠ to be cleared.‍​⁠ The true quest⁠ begins after being‍‌ neutralized once, and⁠​ it is an​ episode that truly‍ shows how absurdly‌⁠ powerful ‘Unique Grades’⁠‍ are.

However,​ I was not⁠​ getting attacked by​⁠⁠ anything even though‌‍‍ I was in​‍​ the same place‍‌‍ as a demonic‍ spirit.

The‌‍​ spirit was probably‌ in a fluster,‍‌ not knowing why‍ its attacks weren’t‌ going through.

“Sebancia⁠ Duke.”

——!⁠‌

I couldn’t hear the⁠​‌ response, but I could imagine it⁠⁠​ flinching after hearing‌ my words, wondering​ how I knew⁠‌ his name.

But‍‌‌ this was only⁠ the beginning.

“800​​ years ago, you⁠‍‌ were the grand‌‍ general lording over‍​ the southern continent‌⁠​ – the Hero‍​​ of the old⁠⁠ kingdom. Even though‌⁠⁠ you are a historical and renowned‌‌‍ figure… there is⁠ a back story‌​​ that most are⁠‍ not aware of.”⁠‍⁠

I recited the personal‌⁠ history of the⁠ demonic spirit which⁠ I got to‍ know from the‍​ quest.

Would⁠ he be angry?⁠‌ I honestly wasn’t‌ sure. In the​‍ game, the dialogue‍⁠ wasn’t that long‍‍ and I was‍⁠⁠ the one possessed‌ in the previous​‍⁠ iteration.

Because‍ of that, I didn’t know about⁠ the details and​‌ all I knew⁠​⁠ was what I heard from Park‍ Sihu and the‍⁠‌ other party members‍​ while advancing through‌​ the quest line.​

“Your⁠⁠ story is still‍‍‌ quite famous in‌ the south. There‌ is even a book called the​⁠‌ Truth of Castle‍ Zapre.”

…………‍⁠⁠

“You⁠ were an ‘awakened’⁠‌ vampire.”

In‌‌ this world, there‌ were things called‌ ‘demonic molecules’, which​⁠ caused a normal​‍ person to morph​‍ into a demi-human.⁠‌​ They would change‍‌⁠ the elements of‌‍ the body.

Turning‌‍ into a beast‍ on a full​‍‍ moon, growing horns,​ or being attracted⁠​ to blood.

Even‌⁠ though they could⁠ somewhat control themselves,‍‌ their violent instincts,​ brutality and their‍​ inhuman appearances had‍ made them longtime⁠​‌ victims of ostracization‍‍‌ as ‘humans that​‌ weren’t fully humans’.⁠‌

“You​ awakened as a vampire. Then, you‌ felt the unstoppable‌‌ urge to suck‌ blood and your‌ servant became your⁠ first victim. You‍‍ knew it yourself‍⁠⁠ that no-one would‍‍ be able to​ stop you if‌​ you left your‍‌ castle.”

After⁠‍⁠ the first victim,‍ Sebancia sucked the‌‍⁠ blood of dogs​‍ and pigs to‍⁠⁠ control his urge,‌ sent everyone apart‍ from his wife​⁠‌ and his daughter​ out of the‍​ castle and locked​ himself in his‍‍⁠ room to avoid‍‍ any temptation.

“You​‍‍ tried everything but‍‍ couldn’t find a way to control⁠ your urge to‌‍ suck blood. In​​⁠ the end, your⁠ frightened wife and⁠​‌ your daughter also‍ became potential prey.”⁠

He‍‌ was frightened of⁠⁠‍ himself turning more‍‌​ and more impulsive.‌‌ He was scared‍⁠ he might devour‍​ his own family.‍‌

“You‍‌ made your family​‍​ run away and​⁠​ closed Castle Zapre,⁠​‍ and sealed yourself​​‌ with your magic​‌ into that book‌ over there.”

That‍⁠ was the identity​ of the grimoires‌ of this secret⁠‌ room. To be⁠ exact, it was‍‍ just the one‍ that I was‍⁠‍ aiming for.

…………‍‍

It​​⁠ was about time‍⁠⁠ for him to⁠ take the bait.‍⁠‌ Even though I couldn’t perceive his​ presence, I could⁠‌ still feel him‌ carefully listening to⁠ my words.

Even​‍​ though the Unique​‌ Grade demonic spirit‌​ of this place‌‍ always attacked first,‍ his nature in‌​ the system was‍​ still that of‌⁠ ‘Good’, and he⁠⁠ spared our lives⁠​ even in the​ previous iteration when‌ we lost in⁠‌‌ a fight against⁠⁠ him.

The⁠‍‌ original start of​‌ this quest was‌ by getting neutralized‌ and listening to⁠⁠ his story.

“Ruina‍ Duke, Cecilia Duke.”⁠⁠

…!!‌‍‌

‘How‍⁠ do you know‍​​ those names?’ was⁠ probably the question​‌‍ he was dying⁠ to ask, and‍‍​ it was most⁠ likely as surprising⁠ as hearing his​ own name.

“How‍⁠⁠ about we have‍‍ a little chat‌‍​ now? I can’t​ see astral bodies,⁠‌ you see.”

After‌ saying that, I walked up to⁠‌ the unconscious Lark‍ and gave him⁠‍​ a slap. Just‌‍‌ enough to wake‌‍ him up.

“Uuugghhh…?!!”⁠

His​ sleepy eyes suddenly​‍ widened into circles‌ and he changed‌​​ in just a few seconds.

“Brat…”‌

“Sebancia‌​‍ Duke.”

The‍​ one inside Lark‍⁠‍ was Sebancia Duke‌ – the Unique‌ Grade demonic spirit​‌​ sealed inside the‌‌‍ grimoire.

“How…”‌

“That’s‌‌ not the important​ part. You’re curious,​⁠‌ aren’t you? About‌ what happened to‍ the two of‍‍​ them.”

His‌‌‍ wife, Ruina Duke,⁠‍⁠ and daughter, Cecilia‍‍‍ Duke.

The⁠ side quest that⁠​ was supposed to‍ be given by‌⁠ the Unique Grade‌‌ demonic spirit of‌‌ the library was‍‌ to gather information‌ about the two​⁠‌ people. Thanks to‌⁠‌ that, I had‍⁠ to go to‌‌⁠ the south for‌ a business trip‍ which was quite​​‌ the hard work.​⁠

“Can‍​ you tell me…”​‌

I couldn’t tell him⁠‌ fabricated stories because‌ this vampire of‍‍ the ancient times⁠ had the power⁠‍⁠ to detect lies.‍⁠ No matter how⁠ skilled a player⁠ was at conversational​ skills, it was‌ impossible to deceive‌‌‌ the demonic spirit,​ Sebancia Duke.

“Ruina‌‌​ Duke escaped with⁠‍⁠ Cecilia Duke, but⁠ the world was‍‍​ too harsh for‍⁠‌ the sheltered noble‍ lady.”

This​⁠ was something we​‍​ discovered ourselves in⁠‍ the south from​ the diary left⁠⁠‍ behind by his‌‍‍ daughter, Cecilia Duke.​‍

“Ruina‌⁠‌ Duke was scammed.⁠⁠‌ She worked desperately‌​​ to pay the​ debt for the‌⁠ sake of her‍​ daughter, but she‌‌‍ couldn’t live for​ long and died⁠⁠‌ from overwork.”

Sebancia’s​ expression conveyed through‍‌‌ Lark’s face crumpled⁠ in grief. Although​ he had given⁠ a large sum⁠⁠‌ of jewelry to‌ his wife and​⁠ his daughter, they‌ didn’t have enough​ power to protect⁠‌ their belongings.

“What‍​ happened… to my‍‍⁠ daughter, Cecil.”

“Fortunately,‌‌ it’s a happy⁠​​ ending for her.‍‌‌ Her childhood was⁠ arduous but later⁠⁠ she managed to⁠​​ become a mage​⁠ and the greatest‌⁠ adventurer of the​⁠ time.”

“Can​ I… take your‍‌‍ word for it?”​‍⁠

“I​‌‍ read her diary.​ Besides, you can‌‌ tell whether I’m‍ lying or not‍​​ can’t you?”

“…Who‌‍‌ in the world​‍⁠ are you? How​​⁠ do you know‌‍ me and my‍​⁠ abilities?”

“I⁠​​ just… have a bit more experience​​ than others.”

I couldn’t tell him‌ that it was⁠​ from a game‍ plot, so I glossed over it.‍⁠​

“What⁠ do you want?​​ Do you want⁠‍ that book?”

Sebancia⁠ asked while pointing⁠⁠ at the red‌⁠​ grimoire out of⁠‍ the two books,​‍⁠ which was sealing​‍ his soul.

“I’ll​‌​ definitely be taking​ those… but I want your residues.”⁠

“My‍​ residues?”

“There​‍‌ are some dangerous‍‍‌ fights ahead of⁠⁠‍ me so I need your Soul‍​ Dust to create‌‌​ a spear for​⁠​ myself. So it’d⁠ be great if⁠⁠ you can go‌‌​ to heaven just‌​‌ like this.”

Soul​‌‍ Dust was the‍ powder left behind​​‍ with the disappearance​⁠ of a demonic‍​ spirit. This ‘dust’‍‍ was a good⁠ ingredient for making‍​ weapons and gears,‌‌ and the drops​‍​ from strong demonic⁠ spirits were naturally​​‍ more valuable.

The⁠⁠ highest level of‌‌​ Soul Dust was‍‌ a must when‌‌ creating an item​ that was beyond​ the Legendary level.⁠

“…So‍‍⁠ you also knew​‍‌ about my grievance,​ huh.”

The‍ final goal of​‌‍ this quest was​‌ to satisfy the‌‌​ powerful vampire, Sebancia‍‌‌ Duke, and let​​‍ him disappear in‍⁠​ peace. However, there⁠ was one more‍‌ condition that had⁠⁠ to be fulfilled⁠‌⁠ aside from relieving‌ his grievance.

“But⁠⁠​ you are way‍​ too weak. Your​​​ body, aura and​ mana – there‍ is nothing good‍ about you. Someone⁠⁠ as weak as‌‍ you won’t be‌ able to handle⁠​‍ this power.”

“Ouhh​‌ damn…”

Please‌⁠ stop hurling facts‍ at me; it‌ hurts.

Was‍ this happening because​​ of the level⁠‌ requirements of the‌‌​ quest? This was‌⁠‍ something I didn’t‍ know about because⁠‍ Park Sihu was‌‍⁠ the one accepting​ the quest last​​‍ time.

“I​‌‍ will become stronger.”​⁠

“Anyone⁠ can make claims⁠‌ with their tongues.”⁠‍​

As​‌ people say, a picture paints a thousand words. I took off my‍ shirt and revealed‍‍ the Precept engraved‌‌‌ on my body.⁠​

“You‌​⁠ can read this,‍​‍ right? Pretty sure⁠ it used to⁠‍ be a common‌‍​ language 800 years‍ ago.”

Rune‌‌ was a type‍‍ of magic that⁠‍‌ fell behind in​ efficiency over time‍ in the rapidly⁠‍‍ advancing world of⁠ magic. But things‍​​ weren’t as systematic‍‍ 800 years ago,⁠⁠ so it should⁠​ have been quite‌ common back in​⁠​ the days.

Sebancia⁠‌ read the rune⁠‍ letters carved on‌‌⁠ my body before‍ staring into my‍ eyes with a serious look on‍⁠⁠ his face.

“……A​‌‌ Precept. The power‍‌​ that was widely‌⁠‍ used by the‍‌ great warriors of‌​‌ the Shadow Paradise,⁠​ huh. To think​‍ you would engrave⁠⁠⁠ such ridiculous sentences​ into your body…​⁠ You. Seriously, what⁠ in the world⁠⁠ are you?”

“Can​ you trust me​‍ now?”

“What​‍ an unsuitably enormous‍‍⁠ ambition for an​​ ordinary man. Is⁠​‍ the world going‍‌⁠ to be in⁠ danger soon?”

“Definitely.”‍​

“That⁠​⁠ means you will‍‌‍ definitely become stronger‌ then. This is⁠ that type of‌‌‍ contract – one‌‌ that lets you‌⁠ receive support from‍⁠⁠ the world itself‌⁠ as long as‌ it is related​⁠⁠ to the destiny​​⁠ of this world…​‌​ Can you handle​‍‍ it?”

“Everyone‍‍ will die if⁠‌ I can’t. There‍‌⁠ is no other⁠​ choice but to⁠‌‌ go all-in.”

Sebancia‍ appeared content with​‍​ my response and‍‍‍ smiled before pointing​​ at the grimoire.​‍

“Read‌ it. That will‌‍ be a small​‍‌ help to your​ ambition.”

I unhesitatingly walked forward​⁠ and read the‌‍ grimoire sealing Sebancia.⁠ After touching the‌ untitled cover made⁠‌ of luxurious leather,​‌ I turned the‌​ page.

This‌‍ wasn’t my first​⁠⁠ time reading a grimoire, because Park‍​​ Sihu used to​⁠​ give me a few books after‌​‌ completing quests.

The‍​‍ elegant letters which​⁠ were most likely​⁠ written by Sebancia​‌‌ quickly pulled my‍​ mind into it.‍‌

The‍‍⁠ abilities of this⁠⁠ world commonly classified‌ into the categories‌⁠ of specialty and‍​‍ magic are further‍‌ divided into innate‌ and postnatal.

The​ readability of the⁠​​ book was quite‌​ good. Some grimoires​ were hard to⁠⁠​ read because of‌‌​ their terrible handwriting⁠ and legibility, but⁠⁠‍ it seemed that‍ Sebancia had been⁠‌ a good writer​ back in his⁠ days.

I saw a warrior‌ taking his last​ breath. He was‍⁠ barely standing in​⁠⁠ the midst of‍​ a bloody battlefield‍‍⁠ thanks to his⁠ intestines tied around​‌ a rock

I asked him, “O‍ warrior, shall I end it for‌‍⁠ you.”

He⁠⁠‍ replied, “It would​ be much appreciated​ if you give‍‍ me water to‍​ satiate my throat.”​

Respecting‌ the tenacious warrior,‍‍ I went to‍ the nearby lake‍ and scooped up​ water with my​ two hands to​‌‍ relieve his thirst.⁠ That was when​‌​ something miraculous began‌​‍ to happen.

……………………⁠‍​

Why‌‌​ the heck was​​‌ this so gory?⁠ What? Standing with​⁠ his intestines tied‍ on a rock?⁠ He’s even more⁠ upright than a right angle triangle.⁠‍‍

……………………As‌‌ such, I have⁠‍​ written down an⁠​ imitation of his⁠ secret move.

A change occurred to⁠ my body after⁠⁠‌ reading the entire​​​ book. I could‍‌​ feel my organs‌ shifting and it‌‌​ felt very odd.‍‌

“Done.”​‍⁠

The‍‍ specialty earned by⁠⁠‍ reading this grimoire‍ was the ❰Regeneration‍ of the Tenacious​ Warrior❱.

“Like​ how that warrior⁠⁠​ did not lose​ his fighting spirit,​‌‌ as long as‌​​ you maintain your‍​⁠ honorable spirit… your‍⁠‌ body will regenerate‌⁠ in the end.”‍​‍

“Don’t⁠‌⁠ give an ambiguous​ explanation, and please‍‍‌ make it clear.‍⁠ Do you mean‍‍⁠ I won’t regenerate‌‌‌ if I faint?”⁠

“…As​ long as your‍ vitality is there,‌ the regeneration will‌‌‌ be maintained. Your​‌​ vitality will also‌‌ be greater than‍⁠‌ others.”

“Ohh.”‍⁠

It‍‍ was Park Sihu​ who acquired ❰Regeneration​‍ of the Tenacious‍⁠ Warrior❱ in the‍⁠⁠ last iteration but‍‍ he had never⁠ suffered from a severe injury, so​ this was my​⁠‌ first time learning​⁠​ about its effect‍‌ first-hand.

I got the permission‌‌ of Sebancia so​​​ I should be‌⁠‍ able to make‍‌ use of this‍​ ability quite well.​‍

“Huu~.‌‍ Thanks for that.”⁠

“Hmm…‌‌‌ Are you not‌​ going to read⁠​ that? I didn’t​​⁠ write it myself​ but I’m sure​ there won’t be⁠ any downside to⁠​⁠ reading it.”

Sebancia⁠⁠‍ said while pointing‍‌ at the other​⁠⁠ grimoire. That grimoire​​ would have the⁠ enchantment of a spirit-type skill called‌‍‍ something like ❰Soul​⁠ Warriors❱. It was⁠‍ what Park Sihu​ used quite often⁠​​ to create tankers.⁠

“I‌‍ have no talent‌⁠ in magic.”

Plus,‌ it was a spirit-type skill so‍ I wouldn’t even‍⁠‌ be able to⁠‍ sense my own‌‌ minions. I had‌‍ already given up‍⁠ on the path⁠ of magic in‌‍‌ this life. I was not good​ at magic formulae⁠‍​ calculations, and also‌​ had no talent​ in understanding magic.‍⁠​

It‍‌‍ was a different⁠ story for things​⁠ like rune magic⁠ where letters themselves⁠​ acted like spells,⁠ but I couldn’t​‌‍ use normal magic⁠‌ in the slightest.‍‌

Back​‍ when I asked‍​‌ Park Sihu about‍⁠ it, he said​‍ you had to‍​ be good at⁠‍⁠ Mathematics to use‌ magic.

The⁠‌​ last time I studied for Maths​​ was when I was a high⁠ school freshman, and​‌ people called me⁠‌‍ the CD case,‍ because out of​⁠ A, B, C and D, there‍⁠ were only Cs‍⁠ and Ds in⁠‍‍ my report.

“Hmm…‍ I’m sure grimoires⁠⁠‌ are still expensive‍​‍ though. Selling it⁠ should be quite‌ helpful.”

“That’s‍ for my friend‍⁠ who you are‌ possessing right now.‌ I promised to‍​‍ give it to‍‍ him.”

“Is‌‌ it because of​‌ the Contract of​‍⁠ Pledge cast on​‍⁠ this brat?”

“Yes.”‌

As‍ expected of someone‌ who used to‌⁠ be called a hero in the⁠⁠ past, he noticed‍​ the contracting spell​ binding Lark and​ me.

“Right.‌‌ Sir Sebancia. There‌‍‍ is something to‍​ ask you.”

“What‌​​ is it?”

“A‍⁠ vampire’s urge to‌ suck blood – is that thing‍‌ controllable? For example,​‌ sticking to the‌‍ blood of animals‌⁠‌ and stuff…”

“No.⁠ It is impossible.​‌‌ That impulse… Although‌‌ I do not‍‌‌ even want to‌ think back to⁠ it, I felt‌ like I would‌​⁠ become a different⁠ person. It truly‌‍⁠ was eccentric.”

“…I‍ see.”

“A⁠‌ vampire sucking blood⁠‌ is not simply​ to satiate their‌ hunger through blood.⁠ That in itself​⁠‍ is related to​ magic, because the​‍ powers of blood‌⁠ and the familiar‌⁠ of blood are‍‍‌ both awakened by⁠ sucking in the‍​ fresh blood of‍⁠ a human.”

Sebancia‍⁠⁠ paused and pondered‌‍⁠ to himself before‌‍​ raising a possibility.⁠​​

“If​‍ there is someone‌⁠​ who can pull‍‍ it off, then‍ that person must⁠‍ be one with⁠ extraordinary talents.”

“I​ see. And a few more things…”⁠‍

After​‍⁠ asking a few​‍ more questions to‌ Sebancia Duke, we​‌⁠ finished our questioning​ session. I thought‍‌ it was done​‌ but that was‌ when Sebancia also⁠ threw me a question.

“…Is‍‌‌ my castle still​‌ there in the​‌ south?”

“Hnn?‌⁠ It is.”

“If​‌‍ you happen to⁠ go there, have‌⁠​ a look at​⁠‍ my office. It‌ might still be​ there.”

“Huh?​ Is there something⁠​‍ there?”

We⁠‌ didn’t find anything​​⁠ in the previous‍ iteration though?

“That​ is for you‌ to see, Rune⁠‌ Mage. I wish‌​ you harbor the‌ same caliber of‍​ courage as that‌⁠‍ warrior.”

“I⁠‍‍ don’t want to​‍ support my body⁠‌​ with intestines though…”​‍​

“There‍ will be nothing‍⁠⁠ you can’t do‌‌ with that level‌⁠​ of courage. Well…‍⁠ it looks like‌‌ you already have‌ it though.”

“That’s‍ an overstatement.”

“It⁠ is a rightful​ evaluation. As an​‍ ordinary man who​ is neither the‍ hero nor the‌‌ sage, pledging to⁠​ save the world‌‍ is not easy.”​‍‍

“……There⁠ was no other‍ choice.”

The​ world was going‍‍⁠ to be destroyed‍ without me, so‌ what else could⁠‌ I do?

“No.‍ There was always⁠​ the option of‍⁠ running away but‌‌‍ you did not‌​‍ choose to escape.⁠ You have my‌​⁠ respect.”

“…”​

“And‍⁠ lastly, thank you​ for telling me‍‍ news about my‍‌⁠ wife and my​‌ daughter.”

With‌⁠​ that, Lark’s body‌⁠‍ began to collapse‌ to the ground.​ He was falling⁠ face-first and looked⁠⁠‌ like his nose‌ would be crushed‍‌ at this rate⁠‌ so I supported​‌ his body, as⁠‌ golden powders piled⁠⁠ up neatly on​⁠‌ the floor of‍‌‌ the secret room.‌‍

It‍​⁠ was an Epic​⁠‌ Rank Soul Dust,‌ which one might‍‌ even mistake for‍‌‌ gold dust.

After⁠ laying Lark down‌‍⁠ on the ground,⁠⁠‌ I collected the‍‍‍ dust and placed‍ it into a cloth purse. It‍‌ might seem difficult‌ to gather because‍ it was powder,​ but Soul Dust⁠ of the same⁠ attribute gravitated to‌ each other so​ all I had⁠​​ to do was‌⁠‌ pick up a few and have​​‍ the rest follow⁠‌ in one piece.​⁠

An⁠ exceptional ingredient which‍⁠⁠ could only be⁠‍ gained at around​‌‍ Level 50 was‌​‌ already in my​ hands.

“Uuhhh…”​‍​

“Did‍ you wake up?”‍​⁠

“My​​‍ head… hurts”

“You‌⁠ were possessed by⁠‌​ a demonic spirit‌‍‌ until just then.”‌​

“Why‌​ does my jaw‍⁠​ hurt as well‌ though?”

“Who‍ knows.”

I quickly handed the​‌ grimoire over to​ Lark, who was⁠ touching his swollen‍‌​ jaw.

“I,‌‍ is this the​‍⁠ grimoire?”

“Yeah.‍ Hurry up and‍ read it. We‍⁠‍ have to leave⁠‌‍ soon.”

Lark‍⁠​ received the grimoire‍⁠ with shivering hands.‌‌​

“Can‍​ I… really read​ it?”

“What‌​​ do you mean?​ That was the‌⁠ contract.”

“T,‍​​ that’s true but…”⁠‍

Wasn’t​⁠‌ the contract too‍‍⁠ favorable for me‌‌​ in the first‍ place…? That appeared‌‍ to be the⁠‍ question in his​‍‌ mind.

“It’s‍​ okay for things‍‌ to be sometimes⁠ given to those⁠ who don’t try.”​‌​

“…”‍​‍

After‌‍​ a while, we​‌ walked out of‍‌ the secret room.⁠⁠ Lark seemed touched⁠ by the fact‌‌ that he had‍‍ obtained a medium-ranked‍ spell despite not‍​‌ doing much himself.‍‌​

“T,‌ thank you! I won’t forget what‌ happened today! Thank⁠‌‌ you so much!‌​ Seriously!”

“Alright.”‍

It​⁠ wasn’t my fault⁠ that he had‌​⁠ a miserable end​‍⁠ in the previous​‌ iteration…Yet I still‍ felt a strange⁠​‍ sense of guilt‍ dissolving away.

I fed him the‍ first spoon, and‍⁠ after that it‍ was up to‌​ him. I could‍ only hope that⁠ the boy wouldn’t​ fall into despair‍‍ and that he⁠⁠‌ wouldn’t hate himself‌‍ in this life.​

– Buzz! Buzzz!

“Mhmm…!”‍

It​ was then. The‌ sentences of Precept⁠​ engraved on my⁠‌⁠ body turned blazing‍ hot. Ugh… It‌‍ felt as if‍‍​ I was being‌​ scorched with fire.‌

“That’s‍‍⁠ a success.”

It​ seemed that the⁠​‍ Duty of the‍⁠ Precept, the one​​​ that I wouldn’t‍ disregard the misfortune​‌ of the good,​‌ had been successfully​‍ fulfilled. I looked‍⁠‍ at the system​ message which I hadn’t seen for‌ a while.

『Duty‍ Fulfilled – Sebancia​‌ Duke』
※ Difficulty: B

※ Reward: Even distribution​⁠‌ of 80 points‍⁠

Something‌ did pop up,⁠​ but what was‍‌​ ‘Even distribution of​​ 80 points’ supposed​​‌ to even mean?‍‍‌ Can’t you be‍‌⁠ a bit more​ nice?

“…Status‌​‌ Window.”

『Access​ denied due to‌⁠ insufficient qualification.』

Geez,​‍ for fuck’s sake!⁠

“Huu…”​‍

Although‍⁠ I wasn’t sure‌ because of my‍ practically useless system‍‌⁠ window, those points‌⁠​ were probably talking‍​⁠ about the status⁠ points of a character.

A player’s status in‌ ❰Heroic Legends of‌ Arhan❱ were divided​ into Strength, Agility,​​​ Aura, Mana and⁠‍‌ Dexterity.

The⁠⁠‌ common rule of​⁠ thumb was to‍ go 3, 1,​‍​ 1 depending on‌ the skill tree​​ you were after.⁠‌

‘Can​‌ I not even​​ pick the stats‍‍‍ I want…?’

It‌‌⁠ was a shame‌ because using all​ the 5 stat‍‍ points given per​‌ level up into⁠‌ the necessary stats‌⁠ were the most‌​​ efficient way to‌⁠‍ grow a character…​​‍ Hold up. 5 points?

“Wait,⁠ I got 80‌⁠​ points?”

80‍⁠ stat points was⁠‌‍ something you could⁠‍⁠ only get through⁠ 16 level ups⁠‌ in the game.‌‍ I didn’t get‌ any level up‌​ announcement, so that⁠​ meant the reward​‍ of the quest‍​ itself was 80‍‌ stats.

Even‍​ though Sebancia Duke’s​ quest had a difficulty rank of‍‍ B, it wasn’t⁠⁠⁠ a quest that‌‌ gave an enormous‌ amount of experience​‌ points that equaled‍ 16 level ups.​‍

– Gulp!

Although​‍‌ there was the‍​ penalty of everything‌​ being an equal⁠‌ distribution… Maybe there‌‌ was no cap⁠‌ for my stats‍‌‍ then?

Was‍‌ this a synergy‌ created from the‌ system and the‌⁠‍ effects of the​⁠ Precept?

As‌ a reward for​⁠ doing something good,⁠‍ I got an‍ Epic Rank Soul⁠‌​ Dust, a specialty,‌‌ and… a tremendous​⁠ increase in stats.⁠​

“Huhu…‌‍ Jackpo… Huuk?!”

W,‌ what was I trying to say​ just then? I almost copied the‌‌ habit of that​⁠ disgusting dude!

‘How‌‍⁠ horrendous.’

I’m⁠​ different from that⁠‍‌ psychopath. It felt⁠​⁠ terrible so I decided to avoid‍​⁠ copying his habit​ at all cost.‍

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