Genius Corpse-Collecting Warrior - Chapter 33

Devil’s Holy Sword (5)

“I think so.”

Dallon said. Felber’s eyes actually sparkled at that insignificant tone.

“Unbelievable! It was real! Of course, I thought you would get there quickly. “But it far exceeded my expectations!”

Why is this guy making such a fuss? Dallen asked, scratching his chin.

“Is it that big?”

“Then of course! Achieving territory means that you have proven that your vessel is worthy of greater power. Tommy, how many people have achieved territory in our magic tower?”

“There are two people, Master and Tower Owner.”

The blonde young man answered with his hands clasped together politely. Felber nodded deeply.

“Look. Even in our Elgaia, the most powerful magic tower in the pure silver region, there are only two people who have achieved territory. “Proving one’s worth is not simply a matter of intelligence or strength.”

Phew.

Felber must have said too many words at once, and after taking a deep breath, he continued.

“Creating a realm that reflects one’s own imagination is something that only those who have faced the past and overcome it can do it.”

“hmm.”

Dallen stroked his chin.

‘Overcome the past.’

It’s not like I don’t have any guesses.

Because his appearance from long ago remained like a shadow in the hut on the snowy mountain that I saw then.

Almost ten days later, I still remember it vividly.

The moment when the experience of living in this world reprimanded myself in the old world.

at that time.

Dallen shouted just one sentence in front of the shadow of guilt that came like a wave.

‘It was to survive.’

A time when I was just an office worker.

Struggling amidst the storms that hit his life, he searched for escapes, including games, to keep from falling apart.

The same applies to my life now that I have become a warrior who can defeat even giants.

There was no other reason for him to beat down monsters and cultists and retrieve their bodies.

‘To survive.’

And to move forward.

Although I cannot say that the methods and means he chooses are always right and just.

It was a much better way to live the reality of the present moment than to spend time blaming yourself for the past results.

It was a trace of how he had lived so far and the way he would continue to live.

“Hehe, I guess I brought up an old topic again for no reason.”

The old wizard smiled as he looked at Dallen, who was lost in thought. Dallen was pulled out of his thoughts by that laugh.

Squeak.

Felber got up from his chair. He slowly walked inside the rooftop.

“Anyway, now it’s my turn to answer your question. Before that, do you know how to handle the area?”

“I don’t know anything.”

Dallen shook his head.

I know how to use skills. The moment you acquire a skill, all the necessary knowledge flows into your head.

It was his job to analyze this with high intelligence levels and embody it through long-term practice and training.

On the other hand, dealing with territory was a very ambiguous story.

I only knew that there was such a concept in the game settings, but I had never actually experienced it beyond the monitor.

Felber walked slowly with his back to me and asked Dallen again.

“Good. “Then do you know where areas are created?”

“It’s not a fantasy world.”

This was also what I saw in the settings. But I didn’t know exactly what it meant.

Felber nodded and continued walking. Dallen also started walking slowly along.

“I see. Territories are built in a fantasy world. Unlike the continent we breathe on, the fantasy world is a space of infinite possibilities. “It is a place that is not bound by the laws of this land, and therefore the impossible does not exist.”

Let’s go.

The dirt crunched under my feet.

Most of the rooftop of Elgaia Magic Tower was covered with dirt like a garden.

A garden that is not managed artificially but is left to grow naturally.

The grass was yellow and dead from the winter cold, and the dried, twisted leaves were piled up underneath and rotting.

Except for the narrow walkway covered with flagstones, the rooftop of the Magic Tower looked like a small forest.

“All mysteries, including magic and esotericism, are originally against the laws of this land. “It is a miracle that creates a realm already established in the fantasy world by revealing it in this reality.”

Felber said as he passed between the sparsely grown trees.

“Achieving a domain means materializing your own potential in that infinite space of possibility.”

“…It’s difficult.”

Dallen scratched his head.

In fact, for a long time, stories about possibilities and fate were things that didn’t resonate well with me.

Even before falling into this world, he hated abstract classes like philosophy and ideology the most in college.

Of course, Felber was a teacher with much more years and experience than those university professors. He thought for a moment and then gave an easier example.

“To put it simply, think of there being some other world and that you have taken over a small part of it.”

“You mean that world is a fantasy world?”

“yes.”

Dallen chuckled.

“So, let’s say I have taken over somewhere, how can I use my territory? They say it is the source of mystery or magic. “It’s so different from those.”

“Just seeing it once is better than explaining it in a hundred words. Tommy. “Just go down and rest.”

Felber motioned to Tommy, who was following him.

The young wizard looked slightly disappointed, but bowed and went down from the rooftop.

When Dallen tilted his head while looking at the back, Felber quickly explained the reason.

“Seeing the scene unfold is still too much for that child. Rather, the flow of unfamiliar magic power will only cause confusion.”

As the elder wizard said that, he compacted the dead yellow bushes with his feet and made a circle.

“Take a good look.”

Two hands reaching forward.

A beastman who rotates his wrist and fingers to form a round shape.

Dallen put his fingers in his belt and leaned against a tree that had fallen all its leaves, watching.

and.

Whiiing –

the wind blew.

Dallen’s shaggy hair slowly blew in the wind.

Not any strong storm, just a light breeze.

“……”

But Dallon, who was staring at the wizard blankly, could feel it.

The air flow in the area is gradually bending like a whirlwind around Felver.

In the middle of that whirlwind.

Felber’s prison sentence became increasingly complex.

Eyes are on the fingertips. Let the movements continue smoothly.

Even when Dallan’s high intelligence level was making it difficult to understand the shapes he was drawing, Felber spoke.

“Elle-memento elegus.”

Ugh –

a short chant.

The air begins to tremble.

Dallen instinctively expanded his senses to the fullest.

My five senses perk up and my sixth sense raises its head.

Your magic sensitivity awakens sensitively, and you can feel the wind of magic flowing in the air.

“As I said, achieving a territory means building your own space in a fantasy world, no matter how small.”

And he could feel it.

Magical power swirling around Felber.

That it is distorting space, and indeed the world itself.

In that distortion, Dallon suddenly remembered a memory from a while ago.

A decisive battle with the Great Master.

When every muscle in your body wakes up to strike a blow that creates thunder.

‘Even then, the flow of magical energy around changed.’

I didn’t use magic. I just engraved the single attack in my mind and prepared my whole body for that blow.

However, in the process, the space where he was standing was distorted as if some pressure was pressing down on him.

“I guess you realized it.”

Felber raised the corners of his mouth.

“That’s right. “Bringing the realm achieved in the fantasy world into this reality and overwriting the impossibility of this world with infinite possibilities.”

There was a ripple

.

The magic power that spread out from within the complex beast seeped into the ground and spread out in all directions.

Feeling as if the ground was shaking for a moment, Dallon grabbed his hatchet and took a half step back.

Felber said, his eyes shining golden.

“That’s what it means to use territory.”

Easy profit!

A shimmer penetrates.

A wave of some kind, not just magical power.

The ripples rising from the ground quickly began to travel up Dallon from his toes to the top of his head.

Unlike his extended fist in the decisive battle with the Great Apostle, Felber’s domain did not produce destructive results.

However, Dallon could clearly feel it.

Just as he created a storm of powerful force with a single punch and turned dozens of devil’s tentacles into pieces of meat.

Felber’s realm also achieves certain physically impossible phenomena.

“Whew. “As I get older, no matter what I do, it takes a toll on me.”

The elder wizard pats his shoulder and sits down on the dirt floor.

He looked at Dallen, who was still lost in thought, and asked in a slightly more serious voice.

“How about it? Can we use the area now?”

“exactly. But I don’t think I can use it often yet.”

“That’s the way it is. Powerful secrets and spells come with strong restrictions. “Wouldn’t the training of warriors and the research of magicians all help overcome that?”

And since you can’t create just one area’s abilities, try developing more of your own abilities. Dallon nodded as Felber added.

Once you get the hang of it, something will work out. Whether it’s balancing your stats or developing other abilities.

With this, the purpose of visiting the Magic Tower was solved. Dallen, leaning back against the tree again, suddenly asked.

“What is the old man’s domain and ability?”

“You mean me?”

Dallen nodded.

The ripples that echoed through the space had subsided, but the strange flow of magical energy flowing around Felber had not yet disappeared.

Felber did not appear as a very important character in the game, so Dallen did not know the details of his abilities.

Since the relationship has already been established, it wouldn’t be a bad idea to find out now.

Felber said, stroking his long brown beard.

“It may have many abilities… but basically, it reads the memories of the earth. The time of everyone who has stepped on this land is recorded on the earth. “Not only can we reflect on the past, but we can even vaguely look into the near future based on the countless memories of the earth.”

Felber’s eyes sparkled with gold. Dallen muttered as he gently rubbed the head of the ax stuck in his belt.

“Is this a fantasy version of big data?”

“…What did you say?”

“It’s nothing.”

Dallen grinned. When I heard about Felber’s abilities, a question came to mind.

This is the question I thought about the most after falling into this world.

Memories that have gradually become blurred over the past two years.

The remnants of confusion buried deep in his bag that he had written down on paper so as not to forget.

“Then let me ask you one more question.”

Dallen slowly sat down in front of Felber and asked in a low voice.

“Who am I?”

***

next day.

Dallen, who stayed a night at the Magic Tower, ate a generous breakfast and leisurely set out as it approached noon.

As I entered the central plaza, I saw a bustling crowd in front of the tall barrier tower.

Lucia was standing on one side of the crowd.

Her nose and ears were bright red, as if she had been out in the square since early in the morning.

“Have you waited long?”

“Oh no…Hitch! no. For a paladin, patience and waiting are daily virtues.”

Dallen chuckled.

“You should have gone in and waited.”

“Eh! “If you don’t come, I’m going to pick you up…”

“Do you know where I stayed?”

“…….”

Sniff. It’s almost pitiful to see the clear mucus running down your face.

Dallen said, shaking his head.

“Let’s go in.”

“Yes, yes!”

The two entered the first floor of the barrier tower. As it is a sterling silver district where taxes are levied on everything, the entrance fee was a whopping ten silver coins.

‘Money is flowing out steadily.’

Dallen grumbled inwardly. As soon as I entered the sterling silver area, the weight of my money bag instantly became lighter by more than half.

‘When I enter the labyrinth this time, I’ll have to take a big hit.’

There were more things that could make money than I thought.

Dallen went through the list in his head and settled down in a spacious hall crowded with explorers.

After standing like that for a while, Lucia, who had belatedly paid the entrance fee, cautiously came next to us and stood side by side.

she asked.

“Can I just wait like this?”

“exactly.”

“until when…?”

“Can’t you see the clock over there? The door will open at noon.”

Lucia turned her eyes in the direction where Dallen nodded, found the clock, and nodded, saying, “Aha.”

Dallen looked at that and smiled lowly again and shook his head.

How on earth did this kid become that legendary paladin?

Although he has bathed in the blood of countless monsters and demons, he has the mentality of not being able to refuse even a single flower offered to him by a passing child.

A hero who is infinitely soft and sharp despite being hard, and has warmth despite being forged.

Who would have thought that Lucia Castachald, known as the Demon Slayer, had a past of being such a clumsy, immature, and hot-tempered knight-in-training.

“…Aren’t you nervous?”

Lucia asked after seeing Dallon smiling.

“Are you nervous?”

“…little bit.”

Just a little. Looking at my stiff shoulders and neck, I don’t think it’s a little bad at all.

Instead of getting straight to the point, Dallon decided to take a different approach.

“It won’t be difficult. Enter the labyrinth. I’m going to the place where my friend went missing. “We follow the traces and kill the devil.”

Lucia asked back with bewildered eyes as she watched him point out his fingers one by one.

“Is it that simple?”

“It’s that simple. “At least since they hired me.”

So, please relax a little, trainee engineer. Dallon added and patted Lucia on the shoulder.

From Dallen’s perspective, who had to change the future, the situation was not bad at all.

Unlike LeVeron Ahakim, who grows from the bottom together with the player, Lucia Castachald is an NPC that appears fully formed from the beginning.

Isn’t being able to see her before she was completed something that can also lead to positive variables?

Maybe you can make the demon slayer who was so difficult to recruit into a comrade who will have your back.

And maybe the demon slayer in this episode will be more powerful than what we see on the other side of the monitor.

While Dallen was thinking so, he unconsciously listened to a familiar voice coming from afar.

“Why don’t you believe it? The devil with the holy sword is dying right now.”

Dallen turned his head.

The first floor hall of the barrier tower filled with 3,400 people.

Among the crowds of people standing at intervals, Dallon was able to spot a familiar face.

‘It’s the guy I saw at the inn.’

A bald, mercenary-turned-explorer wearing decent armor.

The man who was whispering with an explorer he had never seen before was the same mercenary who had swung his mace at Lucia.