Hoo-woong!
The spear, wrapped around my fingertips, emanates a pure white holy aura and tears through the front.
Its efficiency is incomparable to when I used it as a clumsy weapon.
Kwagagagagaga!
I retrieve the thrown spear.
As I do, its structure and arrangement flip, and suddenly I find myself holding a massive hammer.
The heavy weight feels just right in my hand.
With a swing, the destructive force shatters everything in front of me.
I nodded in satisfaction while looking at the debris.
At this rate, switching weapons during battle shouldn’t be a problem.
‘Looks like it wasn’t made just for show.’
“Wow.”
Clap clap clap clap clap clap.
Sre, who had been staring at me while lying down, and Yena, who was sitting next to Sre, clapped their hands.
“Are we clapping?”
Clap! Clap! Clap!
…I don’t understand why Sre suddenly joined in.
But man, she clapped so hard that the vast open area echoed.
“Have you arrived?”
“I’m envious. Mythical.”
Yena looked at me with a face full of envy as we exchanged glances at my new masterpiece.
It might seem like I got five mythical items easily, but in reality, they are incredibly hard to come by.
Even Yena, who has been a ranker for three years, hasn’t gotten to that level, and most rankers in the top 100 have either none or just one or two.
“I was just lucky.”
“Well, I certainly don’t have any luck. Hahaha. This Sugarado will probably be taken down by Lady Lily, and she’ll get a mythical too…? I’ll just get some gold or experience points…”
Yena, looking very downcast, mumbled as she scratched the ground with her dagger.
At first, she was full of confidence, but after the lectures and mock siege wars, she seemed to have shrunk a lot.
Honestly, I think someone like Yena is an outstanding talent.
Her battle sense is good, and while she might be slower compared to geniuses like Leo, she still has the potential to catch up someday.
“By the way, have you finished your homework?”
“…Almost? Just a little more, I swear.”
I had forgotten about it due to the empire and world boss business, but about two months ago, I assigned homework to all the students attending my lectures.
They had to invade my mana-filled condensation stone and fill their own mana by more than 10%.
Now, over two months later, most have completed their homework, but Yena still hasn’t finished.
“……No. It was really tough, and I got hit by the golem over 500 times.”
“Hmph.”
Still, I saw potential.
Weak, but reminiscent of the time she imitated the roar of the spear.
Leo couldn’t even attempt that technique.
Thunk.
“Catch!”
“Eh?”
So I wanted to see it one more time.
Yena’s eyes widened as she received something that fell from the sky.
With a sharp green blade…
“R-Really?!”
[The Green Hermit feels a sense of rejection towards the new subject.]
[The Green Hermit wants to hide.]
“Aaaaah! Really, really?!”
“It’s just a loan. You have to return it until I collect all the masterpieces.”
“Wow… Aaaaah! I love you, Lady Lily!!!”
She jumped up and rushed towards me, trying to hug me.
I blocked her with one hand, but she didn’t care and continued to flail about.
“Are you excited?”
Sre also got up and suddenly started hopping around.
What’s your deal?
“…Calm down.”
“Ah. Whew. Okay, come down. I’m sorry.”
With trembling hands, Yena held onto the Green Hermit and began to take deep breaths calmly.
But soon, her deep breaths became over-breathing, and I took away her dagger as she was about to get excited again.
It felt like a bucket of cold water had been poured over her, stopping her glow.
“Ah. I’m really, really, really sorry.”
“Listen to me. Got it?”
“Yup.”
She politely knelt down and neatly folded her hands.
I couldn’t help but chuckle at Sre copying her.
“The condition for borrowing is simple. You have to return it once I collect all the masterpieces.”
“Of course. I’ll hand it to you right away.”
“And there’s another condition.”
“I’m all ears, Professor.”
“The first condition is simple. If you gain more than 8% of the share in this raid, you’re good to go.”
“…8%?”
Yena’s expression hardened, as if she was ready to enter hell just to get that masterpiece.
Currently, the monster on the snow mountain has a ranking just below 10, with the share of even the mythical masterpiece being less than 1%. Black, who is considered the strongest after Leo and me, has a share of 3%.
Only Leo and I can manage more than 8%.
No matter how much Yena obtains a mythical item, she can’t become as strong as Leo or me.
“That’s, that’s tough.”
“If you don’t like it, tough luck.”
“I’ll do it! I’ll do it even if I have to die a hundred times!”
I chuckled as I looked at Yena, who was laughing and crying at the same time.
If I just let her be, she would probably summon every bit of her resources to fill her share.
The share isn’t just accumulated through battles, and with mythical daggers, it’s extremely difficult to find them in stock, even with Yena’s wealth.
“Of course, there are other ways. How could I just ask you to fill 8% just because you got one mythical item?”
“Y-Yeah? There’s something else, right?”
“Is there something?”
Yena quickly regained hope.
And that hope was shattered once again.
“When the technique I used to harness Bluering’s magical power is executed perfectly within a month, you can pass.”
“…Huh?”
“The Spear’s Roar… no, if it’s a dagger, it’ll be the Dagger’s Roar. Mastering that perfectly is the second method.”
Essentially, it’s just one condition.
I smiled and said.
If we succeed in the second condition, we will naturally be able to fulfill the first one as well.
If that’s too hard, we can just practice hard over the month instead of looking for strategies.
Yena shook her head quickly with a thoughtful expression.
“That’s really painful.”
“Training is originally a series of pains.”
It’s supposed to be tough while training.
I, too, went through that, but Yena, as an immortal and under the protection of the system, doesn’t feel much pain. She has a better environment than I do.
‘This level is basic.’
With Yena’s encouragement, two Grim Reapers. No, Shadows loomed.
“You’ll do it, right?”
“Are you really going to do it?”
“……”
■
In the end, Yena reluctantly accepted, weeping and eating mustard, and imitated the Spear’s Roar seven times before logging out.
There was no special progress, but considering the situation without Bluering’s magical power, it was quite an achievement.
I think she could reach a similar level in about a month.
‘Assuming she doesn’t give up.’
She must be suffering immense pain by now, but it’s not physical pain; it’s spiritual pain, so there shouldn’t be any issues with her health or life.
It’s somewhat similar to muscle soreness; it just hurts.
Of course, I mentioned I would bring her painkillers if it got too bad, but for now, I plan to leave it be.
‘It’s important to engrave the sensations.’
This is not just simple exercise; it’s an attempt to open a “door” that humans cannot try.
Since she’s forcibly attempting the impossible, her soul naturally cries out in pain, but she must overcome that to awaken her senses.
If she dulls her senses because of the pain, the door will close, and ultimately, she’ll remain in a half-baked state.
‘I’m looking forward to it.’
It’s a celestial technique used by pureblood humans.
I wonder what kind of result will come out of it.
Having a strange sense of anticipation, I checked the weapon after the last test.
[The White Guardian seeks salvation.]
‘White Guardian.’
It’s white because the holy power I possess emits a pure white light, but I’m a bit puzzled by the title of ‘Guardian.’
I am not a savior.
Even if someone carelessly called me that, I have never thought my actions were salvific.
There are no enemies.
It’s just a compulsive act for self-satisfaction and to remain human.
Or perhaps, the nature of ‘Lily Elbrite’.
I may not know about others, but ‘I’ am different.
“I am not a savior.”
The name ‘White Guardian’ doesn’t suit a masterpiece that captures the personality and traits of a suitable candidate.
[The White Guardian sincerely hopes for salvation.]
Yet, the name of the masterpiece is White Guardian, and it claims to seek salvation.
So why is that?
“… You’ll know if you check.”
It’s been three days since Yena logged out.
A snowstorm rages in the snowy mountains.
I confirmed that all personnel were inside and took a step forward.
Transforming the spear into a hammer, I left Sre, who was looking at what was formerly Sugarado, behind.
The heavy weight pressed down on my entire body, and my strong physique endured it.
Paaa…
The pure white holy power infuses every single crystal of metamor.
As all the metamor that make up the form changes to best accept my holiness, soon all preparations will be complete.
[?]
[?]
[What is this?]
[Huh?]
[Huh?]
[Is this the snowy mountains?]
[Is it a raid?]
[Lilha]
[What’s going on, Solé?]
[Isn’t today a raid day?]
[What’s the broadcast title?]
[What’s the last raid day title? LOL]
[What?]
[What is this?]
Glancing at the chat obscuring part of my view, I soared into the sky.
Not riding Sre’s back or flying through ’emergency’, but a pure leap of bodily ability.
Paang!
Finally, the two wings of light spread from my back help bolster my power.
A hammer that has become several times larger than usual. No, it feels dozens of times bigger.
With the illusion of striking a gigantic castle down, I cast a glance at the camera before fixing my gaze back on the target.
“Today. We begin the raid broadcast.”
KWAAAAAAANG─!!!
The castle-shaped hammer fell towards the monster.
[Frozen Arctic, Sugarado has suffered severe damage!]
[Frozen Arctic, Sugarado’s remaining health is 3%!]
[Frozen Arctic, Sugarado is using ‘Time of Frost’.]
[Damage taken will be reduced by 99% for one hour.]
[After one hour, health will be restored to 100% and evolve into the second form.]
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