Novel Will Be Taken Down on 17 May or Earlier Chapter 113 - Naming (1)

The outskirts of Muon.

 

Marcelo and some of the senior mages were watching the situation.

 

Was it okay to stay still?

 

Senior mage of pure magic, Banglet Tom, opened his mouth cautiously.

 

“Excuse me… Shouldn’t we join, too?”

 

“It would be best to wait until there is a warning signal.”

 

“…If Chief Marcelo says so.”

 

Was it because of the experience of being fooled by that ruse?

 

Banglet got to know about demons to a certain extent.

 

Dealing with demons was also something you should always be vigilant about, regardless of your ability.

 

Banglet recalled the feeling from the past, in the [Cracked Dimension Gap].

 

‘I didn’t even know when I had that thought…’

 

At some point, he came to his senses.

 

He was acting according to the demon’s intentions.

 

‘If it were just me, I would think it was because I was lacking.’

 

Didn’t the elder mages also have their judgment clouded by the demon?

 

‘Chief Lee Hoyeol should also be careful.’

 

There was no doubt about Hoyeol’s abilities, but…

 

As he just said, the opponent was a demon.

 

That too, a demon who had been playing the Goddess Church.

 

When Bangrit could hardly straighten his face, Marcelo spoke.

 

“I can’t tell you in detail because I don’t know what Sir Hoyeol meant.”

 

“…?”

 

“There’s nothing to worry about.”

 

Unlike Banglet, Marcelo knew.

 

The fact that Hoyeol was not a mage, but a demon hunter.

 

The only natural enemy that demons feared so much.

 

“Because this is his field of study.”

 

…His field of study was in dealing with demons?

 

What on earth was Marcelo talking about?

 

The moment Banglet’s wrinkles between his eyebrows deepened.

 

“!!!”

 

Bang–

 

Far away with vibrations.

 

Tentacles were seen in the center of Muon.

 

Even when viewed from a distance, its size was unusual.

 

“That’s disgusting.”

 

Senior mage of black magic, Matis, held back his emotions.

 

He had been thinking about it from the moment it reached the Mage Tower.

 

It seemed the Arcana continent was really being played by the demons.

 

It was impossible for humans to perfectly control their emotions.

 

As a result, Matis’ ring became stained black.

 

“It’s like we neglected them.”

 

If the Mage Tower could have moved beforehand.

 

The Arcana continent wouldn’t have been this ruined.

 

Marcelo opened his mouth to Matis, who was pondering his anger.

 

“Yes. It’s late, but it’s also up to us to correct it.”

 

Indeed.

 

Originally, it was up to them to dispose of that demon.

 

Somehow, Sir Hoyeol came forward again this time.

 

‘I don’t know why, but he must have a purpose in his actions.’

 

However, Marcelo was soon able to understand Hoyeol’s meaning.

 

The eyes of the paladins had changed.

 

Soon, they rushed to the demon, risking their lives.

 

Watching that scene, he suddenly thought of Hoyeol.

 

‘…Is it to prevent the Goddess Church from collapsing?’

 

So that the Goddess Church, which had been toyed with by the saintess, the demon, could protect its final pride. He gave them a chance to dispose of the demon with their own hands…!

 

Likewise, Matis also guessed Hoyeol’s meaning.

 

He exchanged glances with Marcelo.

 

The two men spoke admirably.

 

“I didn’t even think about it until I saw it for myself.”

 

“Me too. Sir Hoyeol is really…”

 

“He thinks on a different level than us.”

 

Marcelo changed his position and thought.

 

‘If I were Sir Hoyeol….’

 

Even if they got played by the demon, the Goddess Church who had betrayed Akshan in the Holy War was like an enemy to Sir Hoyeol.

 

Even though he knew it intellectually, he definitely would have prioritized his emotions.

 

But what did Hoyeol do?

 

‘He thinks of the pride of the Goddess Church even in the face of enemies and demons.’

 

He couldn’t help but admire it.

 

Come to think of it, this wasn’t the first time.

 

Didn’t Hoyeol also generously forgive the original sin of the Mage Tower?

 

So, the only ones who didn’t understand were Banglet and the senior mage of fire magic, Bensch William.

 

The two also exchanged glances. They couldn’t hold back their frustration and whispered softly.

 

“…What are they talking about?”

 

“He thinks on a different level? What does that make us if we can’t understand that?”

 

“…Why don’t you just ask them honestly?”

 

“Are you serious, Senior Banglet Tom?! Do you know what trouble I went through last time when I went to the rupture with Senior Matis? I still can’t breathe when I think about that time!”

 

*

 

Leader of Paladin of Goddess Church, Talim Ever.

 

I didn’t really learn anything new from my conversation with him.

 

Everyone in Muon, including him, was just swayed by Neprifit’s [status abnormality].

 

Clink–

 

[Your mana power regeneration increases slightly for 30 minutes.]

 

I put down the cup and opened my mouth.

 

“I understand.”

 

Yeah, I had no choice but to let it go.

 

Just as the Mage Tower had no choice but to stay still.

 

It seemed the same was true for Muon.

 

Of course, unlike the Mage Tower who wasn’t even interested in the Holy War.

 

Muon had stepped in and out of the Holy War.

 

They hit Akshan in the back of their head harder than the Mage Tower.

 

‘It’s not the back of their head.’

 

A gap of over 10 years.

 

Grandfel’s personality that didn’t alternate between joy and sorrow.

 

Lastly, the heavy pride.

 

“Akshan simply maintained their pride until the end.”

 

Holy War.

 

Akshan’s demon hunters were wiped out while fighting demons.

 

Even if it was said that they were destroyed by the demon’s evil scheme.

 

Their pride didn’t fade.

 

Sympathy for their deaths?

 

At least among demon hunters.

 

They didn’t sympathize with each other’s deaths.

 

Grandfel’s pride was saying so.

 

“…I’m sorry. And thank you.”

 

Of course, he couldn’t understand my complicated feelings.

 

To Tallim, I would look just a generous demon hunter.

 

Talim was moved by the proof and continued speaking.

 

“We, the Goddess Church, will no longer be played by the demons. If it’s Sir Hoyeol who has discovered the identity of the Saintess. Sir Hoyeol probably knows where we, the Goddess Church, should move forward.”

 

As long as there was [Natural Enemy Relationship].

 

I knew where to go, but.

 

As expected, he was overestimating me.

 

However, being overestimated was also natural to me.

 

Of course, I shamelessly convinced him.

 

Talim’s voice sank seriously.

 

“Even now, I will keep the promise I made to Akshan that the Goddess Church couldn’t keep.”

 

The promise with Akshan that they couldn’t keep.

 

The meaning of those words was simple.

 

“The Goddess Church will join this Holy War.”

 

The Arcana continent was in the hands of demons.

 

Currently, the demons’ influence was reaching into reality.

 

It was safe to say this was an extension of the past Holy War.

 

There was no reason for me to refuse.

 

Above all, I had seen with my own eyes the power of the Goddess Church.

 

‘It would have been overwhelming.’

 

Tens of thousands of paladins.

 

The priests, who assisted the paladins.

 

If I had failed to get them out of the [status abnormality]…

 

I felt complicated just imagining what the development would have been like.

 

The Goddess Church would join the Holy War.

 

Following Arcana’s strongest armed group, the Mage Tower.

 

Arcana’s largest religion, the Goddess Church.

 

They would be a strong supporter.

 

In addition, they weren’t the only ones.

 

‘Kingdom of Yusra, Frost, and.’

 

The guilds that were intertwined in business relationships.

 

I had so many reinforcements.

 

So one thing became certain.

 

All I, Lee Hoyeol, have to do is thrive.

 

All you, Grandfel, have to do is thrive.

 

‘…Please don’t just play pretend.’

 

The conversation was settled at that point.

 

Since Muon was updated to reality.

 

There were enough ways to keep in touch.

 

In any case, I just had to create a portal like I did now.

 

“I, Talim Ever, will not forget today’s grace.”

 

“Next time I’ll serve you tea.”

 

“…Thank you. Sir Lee Hoyeol.”

 

…No, I should be the one thanking you.

 

Because the Goddess Church had a bi-herbal tea that improved mana regeneration. If it weren’t for the bi-herbal tea, I would have no mana left to manifest a portal by now.

 

I learned another lesson.

 

State-level magic was not something to be imitated carelessly…

 

I got to know my place.

 

With determination, I headed to the portal.

 

Of course, the coordinates were Mage Tower.

 

Level raised through hunting Neprifit.

 

Past messages.

 

Even the acquired items.

 

I needed some time for maintenance.

 

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Watching Hoyeol disappearing over the portal.

 

Talim recited in a small voice.

 

“May the wisdom of the Goddess be with you in everything.”

 

Because Hoyeol said he didn’t believe in God.

 

Talim couldn’t pray for it to be heard.

 

However, all Talim could do for Hoyeol was pray.

 

“I believe.”

 

Tallim looked out the window at the crowd.

 

To be exact, they were people who were driven here by the Tears of the Saint.

 

What Hoyeol said crossed his mind.

 

– “It’s not a miracle of Goddess.”

 

After learning that the saintess was a demon.

 

When even the miracle of the Goddess, the Tears of the Saint, was denied.

 

There was no belief in the Goddess left in him.

 

But Hoyeol said.

 

– “But there is also no hard evidence that God doesn’t exist.”

 

At that, Talim thought to himself.

 

‘Maybe Sir Hoyeol is proof that the Goddess exists.’

 

The Tears of Saint and the Saintess.

 

He wondered if Goddess took pity on them for being swayed by lies.

 

And sent Hoyeol to them.

 

Tallim laughed bitterly.

 

“…Sir Hoyeol probably would say that it’s nonsense, right?”

 

Hoyeol didn’t believe in the existence of God.

 

For that kind of Hoyeol to be the proof that God existed.

 

It was absurd even to think about it.

 

But Talim recited a little.

 

“However, please understand. Sir Hoyeol.”

 

Then he looked at Muon.

 

The Muon that was swept through by a single commotion.

 

The young priests were shedding tears of shock.

 

The paladins had complex expressions like they were.

 

Yes, they were on his shoulders.

 

“Please be my strength not to break down for a moment.”

 

Of course, as much as Hoyeol became a support.

 

Both him and the Goddess Church should be of great help to Hoyeol.

 

To do so, he needed to make a decision.

 

The Tears of Saint was still visible in Talim’s vision.

 

“First, let’s start by revealing the truth about the miracle of the Goddess.”

 

*

 

By the way, I didn’t expect such a coincidence.

 

‘It’s understandable.’

 

The Tears of Saint.

 

I never thought that the ‘Dmune moonstone’ underneath was bringing out the effect of ‘Aria moss’. Aria moss was nothing special in its natural state.

 

Currently, its true value hadn’t been revealed.

 

Its value was nothing compared to its effectiveness.

 

Of course, I couldn’t stock it up now, but.

 

I had bought them a long time ago.

 

While preparing a birthday present for our Mrs. Choi.

 

I sent a bi-herbal tea bag to Mrs. Choi.

 

It was a tea bag made of Aria moss.

 

Somehow, my sisters were more shocked about the effect than Mrs. Choi.

 

What on earth is the name of that tea?

 

No joke, if we go out with Mom, we’ll be mistaken for four sisters. 

 

As I recalled that memory, I felt like the voice of No. 3, my nemesis, was ringing in my ears.

 

‘Ah, so noisy.’

 

Anyway, unless Talim said it first.

 

The effect of Aria moss wouldn’t be revealed.

 

For players, that would be better.

 

Aria moss with that effect.

 

If they found out that it was sold for a low price.

 

‘If it were me, I wouldn’t be able to sleep due to how unfair it was.’

 

The same was true for ethereal iron.

 

The saying that ‘ignorance is a bliss’ didn’t exist for no reason.

 

Of course, knowledge was power.

 

I had a pile of Aria moss.

 

“There should be no shortage of materials in research.”

 

The embodiment of integrity.

 

It wasn’t all about greed, it was the 『How to Grow Bi-herb』.

 

It was part of research.

 

[Name: Grandfel Claudie Arpheus Romeo]

 

[Title: The Last Adventurer]

 

[Class: Demon Hunter]

 

[Level: 390]

 

[Stat]

 

Strength: 65 / Agility: 70 / Mana: 335 / Luck: 6 / Aesthetic: Low

 

[Point: 10]

 

Saintess, Freiza.

 

10 levels were raised by hunting the demon of true name, Neprifit.

 

I finally felt it now.

 

It was terrible compared to the overvaluation that was pouring in.

 

Still, it had reached a level worth watching.

 

‘It’s the ranking.’

 

Is that why?

 

What the rankers said also made sense.

 

It was so hard to level up.

 

Those interviews where people whined about how much experience point was required.

 

I could totally relate to it myself.

 

To think I only raised 10 levels.

 

However, it was a good number considering that I shared the experience points with tens of thousands of paladins.

 

Of course, even if tens of thousands of paladins contributed to the disposal. I was the one who made the highest contribution.

 

You know.

 

It wasn’t for no reason that I manifested pseudo-state-level magic.

 

[Ceremonial Robe Stained with Evil]

 

[Grade: Unique]

 

[Restriction: None]

 

[Effect: Sealed]

 

[Description: The demon’s curse dwelled on it, and its effect was sealed. In order to know its proper effect, it must be purified.]

 

A demon’s item acquired by defeating Neprifit.

 

It was a unique grade, but it had no restriction level.

 

If it were me in the past, I would have been disappointed that it might be a failure.

 

Hadn’t I been dabbling in enchantment as well?

 

‘I hope the effect is useful.’

 

All I had to do was extract it and give it to another item.

 

Oh, it was a demon’s item.

 

The Mage Tower could suddenly tear it off…

 

No, it reminded me of one demon’s item that I rented.

 

[Vampire Count’s Orb]

 

[Grade: Unique]

 

[Restriction: Lv.400]

 

[Effect: When attacking, additional damage is applied with a high probability.]

 

[Description: An orb filled with vampire blood. Every time it comes into contact with mana, the blood bursts out and causes damage to the target.]

 

The item I got after getting rid of Ascura.

 

There were only 10 levels left until I reached level 400, which I had considered far away. I’m so proud of you, Lee Hoyeol. So far, you’ve endured well without sinking into pride.

 

‘I’ll retrieve it as soon as I reach level 400.’

 

I had thought about it in the past.

 

The effect of applying additional damage was endless in its versatility.

 

I didn’t forget the ethereal iron in my inventory either.

 

‘Finally, if I can smelt the ethereal iron with decent equipment.’

 

I didn’t know if I would become a big shot myself.

 

But at least, I could equip myself with high-level equipment.

 

Of course, it wasn’t something to be drooling after already.

 

Especially, I was concerned about how to use the ethereal iron.

 

It wouldn’t be too late to do it after encountering the dwarves.

 

Alright.

 

The moment I sorted out my thoughts.

 

Suddenly, letters appeared on the parchment.

 

Sk–

 

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“Huft–”

 

Senior Mage of the spirit school, Peiyan Lot.

 

She put down her feather pen vigorously.

 

…She did it!

 

She couldn’t help it.

 

Munch munch–

 

A contractor of a high-ranking spirit.

 

Because of the contract, her body had poor fuel efficiency

 

Peiyan, a big eater, chewed cookies like a habit.

 

“Chief Marcelo. Munch. I only trust you. Munch.”

 

She was sure he wasn’t as cold-hearted as she was afraid of.

 

The reason she scribbled with the feather pen even though she was afraid.

 

It was all because of rumors about Lee Hoyeol.

 

The rumors that Chief Lee Hoyeol signed a contract with a spirit!

 

As the senior of the spirit school, she was surprised, but the topic of conversation wasn’t the reason why she left a letter to Hoyeol.

 

Another rumor. Yes, there was a rumor of the Arcana continent that Fire Drake had heard.

 

“If he sprouted the seed of World Tree with the power of his spirit….”

 

The spirit that sprouted the seed of the World Tree.

 

She should have achieved a huge increase in ‘status’.

 

In Arcana continent, her status should increase to the point where all spirits would notice.

 

However, Peiyan received no news from her spirit, Fire Drake, whom she summoned from the rupture.

 

So she wondered if it was possible.

 

No matter how basic it was

 

The knowledge of spiritology was not widely known.

 

“I don’t know if this will be helpful or rude.”

 

Peiyan muttered as if making excuses.

 

“It’s not like it’s a hassle. Just by giving the spirit a new name, its status increases. The germination of the world tree. With that level of achievement, it is clear that the spirit will become a ‘unique spirit’ that is not bound by class. Besides, there’s no special reason not to give it a name…!”