#148
Warrior Party (2)
“ha-.”
After the interview, Issae returned to the room she was staying in and threw herself on the bed, letting out a sigh.
Fortunately, when she honestly explained the situation and asked for understanding, the saint understood her with an embracing smile.
Rather, it was so willing that I felt guilty.
‘And that man too… Well, there’s no way the saint wouldn’t have noticed what I noticed.’
Now that she had received confirmation that she didn’t have to worry about the savage man, ‘Harley’, who she had been secretly concerned about, she could just return to the palace with a light heart…
Her mind was more confused than before she came to the Great Hall.
“Is that a Hahoe mask?”
Because of the mask design that the saint drew and showed us just before the conversation ended.
‘Or did I just feel like it looked similar from the picture? Was it just a coincidence? If it’s a real Hahoe mask, why is it in this world?’
No, actually, if you think about it, there’s nothing strange about its existence here.
In this world—Auterica—you are not the only one who came here.
Although she had grown up safely under the protection of the princess for the past eight years, the original survival rate in the other world was only about 20 percent.
Moreover, since he had already met the conditions for returning, even if he simply calculated it, it meant that four people would have died here by now.
‘Of course, since the probability is independent, it doesn’t necessarily mean that it will happen, but there is something called expected value.’
And whether living or dead, if there were Koreans among them, it would not be unusual for the design of the Hahoe mask to be transmitted here.
He may have brought it with him to remember his hometown and lost it, or he may have carved it himself out of nostalgia.
Maybe he gave the mask he made as a gift to someone or sold it.
‘···That person might be related to the Immortal King. A being of that caliber wouldn’t just wear any mask and go around.’
There must have been some meaning behind choosing that mask.
Perhaps it was something he had killed and taken from someone who had opposed him, or perhaps it was something he had helped to revive.
Or maybe… the identity of the Immortal King is…
“Huh— I’m not sure yet. And whether it’s true or not, it’s none of my business now.”
She was agitated because it was the first time she had encountered traces of a person from the same neighborhood, but in reality, it was a useless problem for her to worry about like this now.
It was also a fact that wasn’t very pleasant to continue hanging on to.
‘Come to think of it, where are the other Earthlings in this world and what are they doing right now?’
I haven’t been to many places so I haven’t had a chance to meet him, but maybe we didn’t notice each other even if we did.
There’s no way to know unless someone makes it known first, and she wasn’t the type to show it.
‘I’d like to have a conversation at least once before I go back. If possible, it would be better if it were someone from the same country.’
After that brief thought, she put her complicated thoughts aside for a moment, closed her eyes, and fell into meditation.
To calm one’s mind when something unexpected happens.
***
The time when Issae was continuing her own suffering.
Another Korean sent to Outerica… Harley, part of the group, stroked his chin with a serious expression, lost in thought.
‘The enemy of the world…. Has there ever been such an achievement?’
The achievement that Hans achieved this time was extraordinary from the very wording alone.
After all, it’s not easy to inflict hostility on more than half of the intelligent beings living in one dimension.
To this extent, it could be called an achievement.
Additionally, the special privilege of “extra lives” was probably granted with that in mind.
‘In the first place, those who have achieved these conditions have the ability to not die easily, and they would have accumulated enough karma to be able to return, so I wonder what the meaning is.’
But all the privileges given so far were originally like that.
If you return across dimensions by your own power, you can summon the “Interdimensional Transmission Circle”.
By becoming the Immortal King, the pinnacle of the undead, you gain “immunity from instant death.”
It is certainly true that it is good, but if it were not for a special case like yours, it would be difficult to apply.
‘It doesn’t matter to me, either way it helps me.’
This special perk, “Extra Life”, is literally a skill that allows you to come back to life even after death.
It is an incredible miracle that allows you to be resurrected in the best condition possible when you die, rather than being able to keep your life in check under certain conditions like “Instant Death Immunity”.
Of course, such abilities could not be used indefinitely.
‘The cooldown is really long. Once a year. But considering the effect, I guess it’s actually good?’
Since the main body is on Earth, it is once every ten years in other world time, but since avatars rarely die, it would be useful as insurance in case of an emergency.
‘Okay, that’s enough. Then next is···.’
Harley suddenly snapped out of her reverie, raised her head, and looked forward.
At the same time, Heinrich turned his gaze to face him.
···In that place, the two people’s gazes became intertwined.
“······.”
“······.”
An odd silence hung over the living room.
The two avatars just looked at each other with smiles on their lips, without saying a word.
Heinrich has a kind smile that warms your heart just by looking at it, while Harley has a wicked smile that makes your stomach churn just by looking at it.
I had scheduled a separate interview time because of the attention from other people, but since there was no one around to see me and I didn’t need to bother talking to myself, I just spent the time like this.
‘hmm?’
Then suddenly, Heinrich’s gaze fell upon Harley’s naked torso covered in elaborate tattoos.
The overwhelming body, including the bulging muscles, had a density that was greater than it appeared, and for Harley, who controlled vitality, that was the same as fighting power.
‘Come to think of it, there hasn’t been a fight between avatars other than Heinrich and Hans, right? Both of these guys are martial artists, so what would happen if they clashed directly?’
It was a sudden curiosity, but it also happened to be a good opportunity.
It would be a waste of time to just sit there blankly, and isn’t seeing each other’s abilities also part of the interview process?
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Bam!
As soon as they made up their minds, the two of them simultaneously stood up and went outside.
And the place where their footsteps stopped as they crossed the Great Hall was a training facility located on one side of the training grounds.
“Oh! Hello, Saint. But what brings you here….”
When Heinrich suddenly appeared, the paladin in charge of the training ground greeted him in surprise.
This training ground, surrounded by a top-level protective barrier, was designed to prevent the shock waves inside from leaking out, making it a useful place for even Paladin-level opponents to have full-out, practical training.
Of course, there was no place like this for Heinrich and Halley’s fight.
“Ah—Thank you for your hard work. I would like to use the training facility for a moment. I would like to have a brief sparring session with you.”
“Hahahaha! A clash of strength and soul is the true exchange of men! This is a natural procedure! Hahahaha!”
As the attention of the surroundings was focused, lines that immediately immersed the character came out.
The paladin’s brow furrowed at the rude words and actions performed in the presence of the saint, but when Heinrich, who was right next to him, said nothing, he also stepped back without showing any particular expression.
He glanced down and scanned Harley’s muscles.
and-.
“Oh! The saint is arguing!”
“Who is your opponent? A warrior of Kalkos? He has a great physique.”
“Hmm… So you’re someone who was recommended as a member of the suicide squad. So is this the saint’s test? Will the author be able to show off his skills that match those muscles?”
As soon as they heard the news, the knights and templars gathered and began to surround the training ground.
Since the sparring of those who have reached a high level is beneficial just by watching, this training center is well-equipped with facilities for those from the surrounding area to observe.
Of course, if the saintly Henry wanted, he could bite them all···.
‘There’s no need to do that.’
This would be a good opportunity to show off their power in front of the elite of the Jushin Church.
It was time to show these weight training devotees that Harley’s awesome muscles weren’t just for show!
‘Okay, shall we go then?’
Even though it is a duel, it is impossible to have a duel since both of them are controlling each other.
Since it is inevitable that we will end up exchanging attacks no matter what, the only thing we can do is simply compare our capabilities.
But that alone would be a fairly meaningful measurement.
And so, the saint of the Lord and the adversary of the Immortal King, the warrior, the Knight of Light Heinrich.
The savage warrior, chimera dragon, and berserker Harley, who had never been to the South, clashed head-on.
***
Although it was a real match, since there were people watching, Harley’s full mode and ‘madness’ were not used.
Even though we have Heinrich’s guarantee, isn’t it a bit strange to use it so openly?
“Hahahahaha—!”
Kwaaang—!
But even aside from that, Harley’s intimidating display in battle was beyond imagination.
Muscles that were more swollen than before, crimson scales sprouting all over his body, and a glare emanating from both eyes.
His right hand, with sharp claws protruding from it, looked like the forelegs of a dragon, and the huge black axe in his left hand was covered in a “living aura” that was emitting a fiery aura that seemed like it could split even a giant in half.
Also, the vitality emanating from his superior body burned the energy accumulated within his body and activated the imprints on his entire body, and the mana storm swirling around him assisted his every action.
“Huh… Is that Yong-in?”
“···It’s such a rare species that I can’t really say anything. But if all the dragons had that ability, they wouldn’t be in danger of extinction like they are now···.”
“As expected, muscles don’t lie.”
“Hmm!”
Those who were watching the duel nodded their heads repeatedly in awe of his majesty.
Harley’s violent, raging movements contained unconventionality and irregularities, but they were backed up by systematically trained rules and fundamentals.
Kuuung—!
At the same time that the axe, covered in a deep crimson aura, collided with the holy sword, the claws of his right hand began to swipe across Heinrich’s lower body.
Harley’s left hand followed him as he dropped the axe and took a light step back, swinging the weapon gracefully again.
It was an incredible fighting power that anyone could acknowledge, possessing not only strength but also technique.
Even the person dealing with Harley was no exception when it came to acknowledging it.
‘I was wrong. I thought it would just be a random fight, but after experiencing it firsthand, I realized that Harley’s fighting style is even better than I thought.’
Unpredictable.
Even though I was directly controlling my body, I couldn’t easily predict its movements.
The skill “Mad Beast”, which evolved from “Wildness” that enabled Harley to fight instinctively, was not simply about allowing her to handle madness more efficiently.
Almost all of his movements are performed in the realm of the unconscious, beyond the understanding of reason, and he instinctively attacks Heinrich by exploiting his weaknesses.
As much as we share our thoughts, we tend to use them against us and persistently dig into the parts of ourselves that we are not aware of.
‘···This is a very efficient training method, isn’t it?’
Wouldn’t this be a good training tool to overcome the weaknesses you didn’t realize you had?
It was a rather radical method, but it was guaranteed to be effective, and Heinrich, fascinated by it, gradually forgot his original purpose and focused on fighting himself, gradually falling into a state of selflessness.
Kwajik!
Kwaaaaang—!
The fierce fight continued, and Harley launched increasingly more aggressive attacks as if she was trying to burn all of her stored energy.
but.
nevertheless.
The attack never reached Heinrich.
The axe blade flew at a fatal angle and struck the holy sword.
The foot suddenly shot up, aiming for an opening, but missed the target before it could even reach it.
A hand covered in holy sword and divine power slashes with sharp claws.
The blade engulfed in light was cutting through the hard scales, leaving the body covered in blood.
“···The movement of the sword is beautiful. It’s my first time seeing something like that···.”
“But don’t you think your Majesty is going a little too far? Should I stop you now?”
“It’s okay for now. That southern warrior, he’s covered in blood on the outside, but his wounds have already completely healed. Hmm, is that because he’s a dragon?”
In terms of pure physical specs, Harley had an overwhelming advantage.
His body felt like it was compressed into a giant monster, and the violent energy emanating from it further amplified his already outstanding destructive power.
A fast, strong, and erratic onslaught.
And it—it mercilessly stirred something dormant inside Heinrich.
‘Ah, so that’s what it was.’
“Great Blessing: Knight of Light” and all kinds of growth corrections assist his enlightenment.
The “Logia Holy Combat Method”, which had been refined over many years by fighting various monsters and passing through the hands of numerous geniuses, was quickly absorbed.
I was able to instantly acquire skills that I had previously known but had not been able to practice, and this led to yet another growth.
And finally.
《The entity has gained enlightenment through repeated training. The skill “Mugol” evolves into the special skill “Way of Martial Arts.”》
After obtaining the Holy Sword and reaching a certain level, “Mugol”, which had been stagnant, finally broke through the wall.
