I Became the Tyrant of a Defense Game - Chapter 434

◈ 434. [Side Story] Those who leave (2)

“Whatever you receive, be it grace or resentment, you pay back twice as much. That is the dragon’s way.”

Dusk Bringer then shrugged.

“What and. Aren’t Trahana Larc and Fernandez all busy preying on my country? Whoever controls the Empire among the three will only lose to my country.”

Dusk Bringer stretched out his little finger and lightly poked my chest.

“It means I have to walk on you anyway.”

“haha… .”

Thank you for being honest about this.

Right after that, Dusk Bringer slightly hardened his expression.

“and… .”

“yes?”

“… no no.”

I was trying to say something, but I stumbled.

“Forget it. I didn’t mean to say anything.”

“No what! What! Why don’t you speak so reluctantly!”

“Don’t fret too much, little child. After all, you’ll find out with time. That too soon.”

Dusk Bringer smiled brightly, showing his pointy teeth, kicked swiftly and climbed onto his saddle.

Then, without greeting, he waved his hand and left with his men… I silently watched the people of the Principality of Bringer leaving.

It’s been quite a while since they’ve been here.

Maybe that’s why it was strange to see people leaving.

‘Everyone will be back.’

I’ll have to believe that and wait.

“Well, like this, roughly all the lions have left… .”

After looking back at the pretty desolate Crossroads.

I took out my pocket watch and checked the time, grumbling.

“Why isn’t Kelly Bay coming?”

Kelly Bay, the last lion.

He left today, so I prepared gifts and escorts, but he didn’t show up. When is this old man coming?

It was then.

“Yumma! ash!”

A gruff old dwarven voice was heard from the teleport gate of the mansion.

Let’s go back there… … What is it?

I was supposed to leave as a messenger, but I saw Kelly Bey tumbling over, dressed as a blacksmith as usual and covered in grease and soot.

I was so shocked that I was about to fire a word, but Kelly Bay exclaimed excitedly.

“Finished! It’s new equipment!”

In his hand, I saw a piece of equipment that sprinkled the golden light unique to the SSR class.

“It’s the new Nightmare Slayer!”

“… You are coming with immunity.”

If so, admit it. Can not help it. I stopped shooting and greeted him with an open mind.

What Kelly Bay had been making was a helmet.

A combination of a mask, helmet, and crown.

“I finished it in a hurry, but my finish is perfect! See for yourself!”

“… .”

I accepted it in a somewhat familiar form with a slightly bitter feeling.

Yes. This is a Nightmare Slayer forged with the magic core of the Goblin God King.

Its name is –

“[Original Sin] the best helmet I’ve ever made!”

Original Sin.

Considering the anguish of the Goblin God King and the new owner of this helmet, it is a very appropriate and vicious naming.

I examined this helmet closely.

Originally, the Goblin God King’s helmet had a crown attached to it, and the mask part was quite ornate.

However, instead of a crown, this helmet had a laurel wreath, the symbol of the champion, and the mask part had been changed to a plain design.

“Anyway, since you are the prince, can your subordinate wear a helmet with a crown on it? So I turned it into a laurel wreath.”

“Laurel crowns were also used by emperors in the past… .”

“Ah, you don’t use it often these days! And the mask put more emphasis on its function as face armor. Even if it gets hit by a cannon, it won’t break.”

Anyway, I was pitched. let’s see

[Original Sin (SSR) Lv.50]

– Category: Helmet

– Defense: 50

– Durability: 50/50

– Stamina +30

– Possessed MP is converted to HP. The wearer’s spells and skills now consume HP.

– All attacks deal additional magic damage proportional to max health, but the wearer also receives a portion of that damage.

– Whenever you receive any type of damage, your physical defense and magic defense increase by 1%. The stack lasts for 3 minutes and accumulates up to 100 times in total.

– Upon reaching max stacks, max health doubles and grants additional health regeneration. This effect lasts until the battle is over.

– ??? (Open according to the number of enemies equipped and defeated)

– ??? (It opens according to the number of enemies equipped and defeated)

Something is long in the explanation.

To put it simply, it is equipment that increases tanking power by stacking up during battle.

All you have to do is take 100 damage in any form, but since your attack and skill use are also mechanisms that give you damage. The stack itself will build quickly.

‘But if I forcefully continue the battle to build up the stack, there’s a risk that the damage will be accumulated and stretched out before the stack is stacked.’

Will you throw yourself into danger and return quickly? Or will you keep your stamina safely?

It is equipment that must be continued in battle while contemplating among these alternative options. Quite perverted.

‘Do you like it!’

Isn’t it supposed to be this perverted when you’re a nightmare slayer? The appearance is also intriguing. I nodded in satisfaction.

“Excellent, Kelly Bay. You made it very well.”

“Hehe. I am always very good at making things. Anyway, since I finished this, I was less prepared, but I can’t just leave tomorrow… … .”

“You can do it while you are ready. Please leave right now.”

“You are relentless, you lord! No, don’t do that!”

The trembling Kelly Bay was seized by force and ordered to bathe in the manor house.

After roughly applying some water and putting on the clothes I prepared in advance, I loaded him into the waiting carriage.

“The presents I send are loaded on the wagon in the back. Please take good care of the letter and say something well.”

“Okay, okay. Thank you very much for seeing off. Good-bye.”

Despite grunting, Kelly Bay calmly sat in the carriage. Immediately after, the dwarves ah! He made a noise and looked back at me.

“Oh and. my assistant Hannibal. He said he had something to say to you too.”

“Hannibal?”

“okay. I brought you there, so let’s talk about it.”

When I turned around, I saw Hannibal, a boy with shaggy hair standing awkwardly – a spirit enchanter.

I thought I was seeing Kelly Bay together, but it seems I have business as well.

“Anyway, don’t go~”

“Yeah. Let’s go~”

Kelly Bay and the escort leave together.

Shaking my hands, I turned my back. Before I knew it, Hannibal was standing right in front of me.

I sat down in front of the boy and smiled softly.

“Hannibal. What are you going to tell me?”

“Your Highness, that’s… … .”

Hannibal hesitated, then inhaled, then exhaled with his chest stretched out.

“… I feel like I should talk about my origins.”

Native?

I raised my eyes curiously.

***

After finishing the story with Hannibal.

The city of Crossroads, where all the people leaving have left.

I walked around this place and headed to a facility located on the corner of the city.

Temple.

At the entrance of this place, a large man still wearing a helmet was combing his hair. I called his name

“Torkel.”

“Ah, Your Highness.”

Thorkel slowly turned around and bowed to me.

“Are you here? What happened today… … .”

“You have business.”

I handed him a new helmet as he slowly blinked in the helmet.

“Take it, it’s your new equipment.”

“this is… .”

Torkel, who received the helmet, was startled. At first glance, it must be because it is not an ordinary equipment.

“… majesty.”

Thorkell held it back to me.

“I do not deserve this equipment.”

“… .”

“The shield and mace you gave me earlier are already too much for me. I am grateful, but this equipment belongs to someone else… … .”

“Torkel.”

But I didn’t back down.

“You are the right person.”

“… .”

Thorkel looked at me and the helmet with a bewildered gaze.

In a battle not too long ago, Thorkel reached level 50 and awakened his ultimate skill along with his 3rd job advancement.

[Torkel (SR)]

– Level: 50

– Title: Seeker with Leprosy

– Occupation: Painkiller

– Strength 20 Agility 10 Intelligence 10 Stamina 50 Magic Power 15

Awakening My job name is Painkiller.

It means pain reliever, but it is a very strange job name when you think of Torkell’s lifelong illness and his winding life.

And the skill state… … .

[Possess Skills]

> Passive: Leper Slayer

> Skill 1: Pain of Endurance

> Skill 2: Pain of Penitence

> Ultimate Skill: ??? < Limited state >

A passive skill that further expands and strengthens the characteristics of the leper.

1 skill that increases defense. 2 skills that restore health.

And this time, it’s the awakening ultimate skill… … .

‘It’s in a restricted state.’

A restricted state is literally a state in which the skill cannot be used due to various factors.

There are many types of factors, but in the case of Torquel… … There must be a big psychological reason.

‘Because he seems to keep feeling guilty that he was the one who killed Marherita.’

Since then, just looking at doing chores at the temple without missing a day gives an estimate.

Besides, he lost not only Marherita, but also all of his other Leper Squad members who had been with him all his life.

I will never know exactly what kind of anguish and agony he is living through. however.

For his future strategy and for his future life.

It can’t be stopped forever, isn’t it?

“Torkel. From now on, you will have to fight as one of our military’s key vanguards.”

A solid anvil is a must for a strong army.

Of course, there is Evangeline, who is a pure tank but also capable of dealing.

Now that [Snow White] has been obtained, Evangeline is the world’s strongest tank in name and reality.

But war is not waged alone.

We desperately need a strong sub-tank to form an anvil together. And if it’s Torquell, it can fulfill that role.

“receive. I’ll make new armor soon too.”

“… .”

In the end, he took the helmet, but Thorkell was still hesitant.

“Your Highness, I… .”

After hesitating for a long time, Torkel tried to open his mouth.

It was then.

“Hello everyone~!”

Suddenly, a groaning voice was heard.

As we looked back in surprise, a tall man staggered towards the entrance of the temple… … Uncle looked.

“This is the Temple of the Crossroads, right?”

Yes. mister. It was a look that could only be described like that.

Late 30’s? Early 40’s? Would it have been like that?

Oiled hair in a shaggy priest outfit.

His eyes are wide open, his untrimmed beard is filthy, and a burnt cigarette butt is in his mouth.

A man dressed like that came to the front of the reeling temple and threw his backpack against the wall of the temple with a long breath.

Bibles, etc., which were in the backpack, were spilled out.

“Wow, it was really hard to get behind. I wonder if it’s too far away, Crossroad… … .”

“uh… .”

When I saw a man I had never seen before walking so calmly, I was taken aback and asked.

“Who are you?”

“Did you not hear me?”

The man took out a pack of cigarettes from his bosom, confirmed that it was empty, and threw it on the floor.

He chewed the butt left in his mouth and introduced himself to me.

“I am Zenith, the priest who was dispatched from the Central Church and has recently been assigned to the Crossroads.”

Then he made a circle with his fingers and smiled.

“I would like to ask for a generous donation from now on, my lord.”