Jean sat heavily behind her desk. The desk resembled the man in many ways, being unadorned, robust, rough, and solid. The surface she worked upon was made up of transient woods she'd taken from a dungeon. Since she couldn't find a nail that would go through the stuff, she had to join the desk together. Her favourite part of the wood was its stubbornness and inflexibility.
Her free hand reached inside the suit pocket, and she drew out a smooth crystal attached by a mana chain to her belt. As she placed her fingers on the crystal, she squinted when she needed two tries to get her slender fingers positioned properly before the crystal opened.
Upon opening the crystal, Jean saw a bright glow spilling onto the desk and briefly shot light into her face as she stared hard at the contents, then snapped it shut before disintegrating it into dust.
Then, opening a drawer, she took a piece of paper, her pen, and began to compose a letter.
"Argus,
As mentioned
Jean asked, "Now tell me, soldier, how did that creature look?"Under the pressure of Jean, the male soldier hesitated."I thought the creature looked like a human... but with dark skin. Its claws were sharp. It resembled a dark elf... except its ear was not pointing upwards.I wonder. A creature with a similar appearance to a human, with high intelligence and strength, is it a new species?The soldier had described an existence that Jean vaguely remembered. Despite her best efforts, she was unable to recall its name.Although she felt as though she was forgetting something, she was unable to identify exactly what it was."What happened to the female legionnaire?" "Sigh..how did it attack her?""We chased the creature, exposing his position with the trace spell, but it suddenly stopped, we thought it was at a dead end, but it suddenly charged towards us""Its speed was unlike what we have ever seen before. It alread
On the second floor, the atmosphere is rampant, with monsters popping up from everywhere, coming out of who knows where to assemble.However, that does not mean every monster was preparing for the wave. During this time, weaker monsters were able to develop a bit by taking advantage of the fact that all predators were preparing for the wave ahead.In the seconds just before my exit from a dungeon I had just cleared, there was a wall of sound awaiting me. There is an ear-piercing cacophony from the giant mushrooms and trees around it. Blood-curdling howls emanate from the ceiling and the distant walls over and over again.[You have reached Level 40]My summons appear to have beaten the dungeon's boss[You have cleared Uncommon rank Dungeon - The Meadow][Received - 1 system box spin][2 days 14 hours]Because I had quite a bit of time to spare, I opted to clean up the nearby dungeons on the second floor. The battle was relativel
At first nothing.The sphere then flickers and spreads out rapidly! This swirling ball of death has grown to at least three meters in diameter in a millisecond. Everything around it began turning into dust and particles which were invisible to my eyes.The sphere flickers for a second before disappearing completely. At last, the sound of shrieking disappears.The mound...errThe mound was already gone as if it wasn't there in the first place, a large spherical chunk has been cleanly carved out exposing the inside of the nest where all the remains of dozens of centipedes can be seen.That is, in the form of fine particles.[You have slain…][You have slain…][You have slain…]Seeing the destruction brought about by my newly acquired element in awe, I can only stand in awe as the system's voices pour like rain in my ears.The Mighty Death Bomb is what I shall call it.[Denied][Con
The peaceful morning breeze blowing through the empty forest was accompanied by the sounds of adventurers travelling along the lonely road. The group was led in the front by a few lava walker riders. And at the back was a carriage cart. There was Amy inside, sitting with a few others."Halt!"There was a shout from the front."We've arrived at our destination. Let's get ready for the hunt."Among those leading the group was Evans Green. A quest of a special grade was assigned to him regarding a problem in the Kingdom of Beast. During their quest to the kingdom, they hunted dungeons for potential digs. At this point, they had already reached the outskirts.In the midst of preparing for the fight, Evans approached Amy and asked,"Do you want to go back into the dungeon with us?" "You are of course free to stay with the others outside guarding the items.""I would enjoy that.". Besides, it's always exciting to appraise a ne
As the group wandered deeper in the dungeon, it became darker. They were forced to bring out the lamps to not lose their footholds.There are those who might argue that lamps are a waste of money in a dungeon. Exactly why?Those who are trained as mages, a required class for many adventuring groups, are trained so that even without the help of any items except for their wand or whatnot, they could survive even in a dungeon. There are certain similar abilities in other classes as well, but that depends on preferences and inner potential.In the hypothetical scenario of a well-balanced group, all the classes are grouped together in a dungeon with a difficulty they would struggle with, but they would be able to clear. They eventually come across the boss when they are further into the dungeon, killing mobs while the mages light the way.The fight would become very serious… to the point where the mages would need to focus and concentrate
Creation core? Now that I look closer at the source of mana in the spider nest, I see an almost transparent, spherical substance floating in the middle. As a result, I decided it might be worthwhile to destroy this spawn point in order to learn more about the creation core. I grabbed the core, and the rest is history. PSSSSS! I'm burning to death! Thunk! My hands were so badly burned! What the hell is going on? It's so hot! Waiting for my hand to heal I called out my summons, they will be able to handle it. A sphere of crystal lay on the ground, and my summons looked at it with curiosity. It seemed to me that one of them would snag it up and eat it, but after a while, I realized that they all ignored it. One of my summons did not show any interest in the core and went on inside the nest looking for monsters. Probably, they want to get back to ac
My summons and I are able to make fairly quick work of the first wave of monsters on the 1st floor.Already ten minutes have passed since the wave began. Contrary to what I expected, there was nothing special about the wave. It was the same old battle between monsters, except this time, the opponents were people.In all of their Camps or tunnels that lead to the surface, human soldiers have put up barriers to prevent monsters from reaching the surface.I was amazed at how easy it was for them to kill the monsters. By joining together 100 Knights, they formed a barrier that completely blocked the entry of all monsters.As the monsters continued to attack the barrier without gaining any ground, the mages and archers fired their spells and arrows through the air at their enemies.It was a genius of a spell. An entry barrier that rejects attacks from the outside but allows them to pass from the inside. Only hum
Having observed the five barriers built by the humans, I devised a plan to destroy every single one of them.I have to destroy five at the same time as just one will not suffice; the humans will be able to fix it as soon as they can, so I must destroy five at the same time.In the last few hours I've already tested it a couple of times, despite having amplified and enhanced claws, they still couldn't scratch the wall.They weren't weak like the ones those mages had to defend themselves with.The barrier was questionable in terms of strength, no matter how strong it was, it would never be able to stop the attacks of thousands of monsters.So why was it able to do that without a scratch.The knights inside do not appear to be tired as they smile at the monsters attacking the barrier.Tch.So you're confident, then?Despite endless attacks biting, chomping, and slashin
"Hey! Why should we listen to a brat like you?" The interjection came from the back of the crowd, a young soldier, his face flushed with anger, his eyes blazing with defiance. The rest of the soldiers turned to stare, their expressions a mixture of curiosity and apprehension.A genuine smile spread across my face. Finally, someone had the audacity to speak up. A flicker of satisfaction ignited within me. This was exactly what I had been hoping for, wasn't it? Didn't this feel like the natural order of things?I had anticipated this moment from the very beginning. There was no way these esteemed scions of nobility and battle-hardened knights would meekly submit to the commands of a mere child. The moment I was elected commander of one of the three mighty armies, I knew this tension would inevitably arise. After all, who among these talented warriors would willingly follow a teenager with little to boast of in terms of accomplishments? And let's not forget the shadow of my less-than-st
Ladia couldn't help but castigate herself for her lapse in judgment. How had she not seen it before? If the involvement of the magic towers would significantly aid the Empire, then the impact of the very person who had defeated the magicians of the tower participating would be monumental.The princess's heart thrummed with the realization, chiding herself for taking so long to come to this epiphany. Was Ethan's proposal the correct course of action or not? She no longer dwelled on the question.With a steely gaze, Ladia announced, "I have reached a verdict."The room fell silent as all eyes turned to the princess. The final decision lay in her hands, and she was ready to reveal it. The anticipation hung heavy in the air, and Ladia took a deep breath before continuing. "I have decided to accept Ethan's proposal."A murmur of surprise rippled through the room, but Ladia held up her hand for silence. "I believe that Ethan's plan, with a few modifications, is the best course of action for
My suggestion ignited a firestorm of debate among the upper echelons of the capital. The princess convened her officials in the grand throne room, where the air was thick with tension and uncertainty as they deliberated their next course of action. Ultimately, the march toward the City of Aran was postponed by a full day, a delay that weighed heavily on everyone present. The officials found themselves divided, caught between two stark choices: should they attempt to reclaim the nearby City of Aran from the Beast Kingdom, or should they focus their efforts on retaking the more strategically significant City of Northfall?"But, Your Majesty," one of the officials interjected, his voice rising above the murmurs of the assembly, "as we stand now, we cannot afford to risk an attack on the Northfall Fortress! I have heard reports that the beastmen have fortified their walls and laid even more traps to ensnare us! If we allow this farce to continue, we will be nothing more than lambs led to
A chill snaked down Ryle's spine. Ethan's suggestion hung in the air, heavy and suffocating, like a shroud woven from despair. To attack City of Aran, a fortress city now bristling with tens of thousands of Beast Kingdom soldiers, felt like a declaration of utter annihilation. Even Lance, their most valiant commander, had fallen captive within its walls.Ryle's brow creased into a deep furrow. He, too, was a commander of the Initiation Army, a man who had tasted the bitterness of defeat and the sting of loss. He couldn't fathom how Ethan, this newly appointed leader, could so blithely propose a course of action that reeked of self-destruction."I cannot, in good conscience, agree with your plan," Ryle stated, his voice laced with a mixture of disbelief and frustration. "As we stand now, attacking Northfall City is a fool's errand, a suicide mission. We are scattered, depleted, and outmatched. We must first rally our remaining forces, regroup along the borders, and then, and only then,
"Ryle Green, step forward!" the Royal advisor said, seeing Ryle was in a daze.Ryle coughed and stepped forward, his heart pounding with excitement as he knelt before the Princess."Ryle Green, you are hereby granted authority over fifty thousand soldiers," the Princess said, her voice like a melody that soothed the soul. "You shall be the commander of the Vanguard Army!"With a snap of her fingers, the Princess bestowed an insignia upon Ryle's shoulder, its glow of light like a beacon of hope in the face of the looming threat of the Beast Kingdom."I will crush those beastmen for you, Your Highness!" Ryle said, his voice filled with determination and resolve.The Princess smiled, her eyes filled with pride and hope. "We have faith in you, Ryle," she said. "Together, we will defeat the Beast Kingdom and restore peace to our lands."Princess Ladia nodded, a hint of a smile playing on her lips. "I expect a lot from the younger generation, Ryle," she said, her voice laced with both encou
The Dwarven Kingdom, a land renowned for its glittering wealth, held its breath. The Brightwing Empire’s meager offer, a desperate plea for aid, was all they had to entice the notoriously hard-drinking mercenaries. Even if their weapons were outdated, their reputation for unmatched effectiveness in battle preceded them. Surely, that would be enough.“Your Majesty,” a guard murmured, his voice barely a tremor in the air. “They have arrived.”Princess Ladia, lost in a labyrinth of thought, startled slightly. She had wrestled with the decision for what felt like an eternity, but finally, a solution had emerged. All that remained was to face them, to meet their gaze and offer her hand in this desperate alliance.Viscount Lamiel, a man whose arrogance was only surpassed by his thirst for gold, strode into the royal garden, flanked by a legion of equally boisterous mercenaries. Princess Ladia recognized most of them – the nobles summoned by the crown, their faces etched with a mixture of g
The scene unfolded with brutal efficiency. Several soldiers, their faces grim and resolute, descended upon Drew and the other soldier, their movements swift and decisive. There was no struggle, no desperate pleas for mercy. They walked away with heads bowed, accepting their fate with a stoic silence that spoke volumes of their resignation.Ryle, his expression a mixture of weariness and amusement, ran a hand through his hair, a sigh escaping his lips. "What a waste of a perfectly good sleep," he muttered, his voice laced with a hint of exasperation. "Young men like myself need our rest, yet everyone seems determined to disrupt my slumber over such trivial matters."His gaze shifted to me, and a playful smile curved his lips. "Allow me to introduce myself," he said, extending a hand towards me. "Ryle Green, third son of Count Green, and as you might be able to tell, the future commander of this very army." He spoke with an air of unwavering confidence, his words carrying the weight of
Two soldiers from a rival camp, their boots crunching on the gravel path, happened upon the conversation. One soldier, his face contorting with barely suppressed mirth, clamped a hand over his mouth, desperately trying to stifle a chuckle. His companion, sensing the impending eruption, jabbed him in the ribs with an elbow, a silent plea for decorum. But the laughter, like a trapped spring, was too powerful to contain. Tears welled in the soldier's eyes, threatening to spill over as his shoulders shook with silent mirth. Finally, with a strangled cry, he burst into a full-blown guffaw. "Hahahaha! If it's the Young Master leading us! Hahaha! We'll be able to… Pft! Hahaha!"The sound of his uncontrolled laughter echoed through the camp, drawing curious glances from nearby soldiers. Gaston, his face a mask of confusion and irritation, turned to the source of the amusement. "Excuse me, but what's so funny?" he demanded, his voice laced with displeasure.The soldier, still gasping for br
The unyielding army of the Ice Demon City had been journeying for a considerable number of weeks, traversing a multitude of cities and towns along the way. During our sojourns, we would occasionally restock our supplies, find respite in taverns, and often in the great outdoors, before resuming our arduous trek.Given the unfortunate circumstances, we were informed that the Ice Demon City was the most distant of all cities from the capital. This reality meant that we were among the last to receive the urgent message, compelling us to join the ranks of the other nobles and their armies in the capital.It was in the fourth week of our relentless march that we finally arrived in the grand and magnificent Capital city. The journey had been long and arduous, but our determination never wavered, as we knew our presence was required in these critical times. I had already surmised that the majority of the other nobles and their forces would have already amassed in the capital, readying themse