The Player Hides His Past

Chapter 187: How consistent

Chapter 187: How consistent

There was a loud shouting.

What on Earth is this decision for?!

Didnt you all witness it? Antonium was at its limits. We retreated right when it was about to fall!!

Sir Shegwin, you will have to take responsibility for that decision.

Shegwin fell silent as all eyes were focused on him.

He didnt have time to care about the sanctification of the feudal lords.

In his head.

The afterimage of the silver-haired man, Hoyeol, didnt leave.

I couldnt guess anything.

The social gathering of the time and space.

Because of the rules, the only way to gather information was from the other persons appearance.

How was Hoyeols appearance?

Let alone any fancy equipment such as weapons.

Even that outfit was something he had never seen before.

Hes most likely a mage.

Mana was a mages weapon.

Although a magic tool could amplify magic power, such a magic tool was rare.

And they were monopolized by the Mage Tower, too.

But that body

It was too trained to be called the body of a mage.

Because Shegwin was a warrior, he could tell.

From his broad shoulders to his forearms.

His developed muscles clearly showed that he had been holding and swinging a weapon.

What if hes a magic swordsman?

A magic swordsman was not a surprising thing.

From a magic swordsman to a magic spear holder.

Since ancient times, there had been people who handled magic and martial arts together.

The reason why Shegwin was shocked was that the man chose the individual path instead of the right path and reached the state of transcendent.

Its not a state you can reach just by waving one thing.

Usually, when you tried to master everything, you end up missing everything.

That much was obvious from the fact that there were no magic swordsmen or magic spear holders. That was why he couldnt believe it.

If only he hadnt run into Hoyeol at the social gathering.

At that point, as he organized his thoughts, he heard a voice.

Are you listening, Sir Shegwin!

How dare he, just who was he yelling at?

For a moment, Shegwin couldnt hold back his murderous intent.

Immediately, the noisy place became quiet.

Kuh!

Among the feudal lords, there were some people who had never held a sword before. As a result, those who had untrained bodies foamed at the mouth and fainted.

The reactions of those who remained standing were not much different.

Sir Shegwin. W-What are you doing?

They managed to hold on to their senses, but that was all.

Shegwin silently fiddled with his quicksword, the Atlas Sword.

Humm

Then a vibration echoed through their seats.

The faces of those who were drenched in cold sweats turned pale.

Now they couldnt even say words properly.

Ugh.

This was the Transcendent, his presence itself.

That was a normal reaction.

Soon, Shegwin came to his senses after seeing the devastated place.

Huh

What had he done?

Cough, cough.

Among numerous feudal lords.

Only Duke Ymir was able to maintain his sanity.

Shegwin told him.

Ymir, dont be angry with me.

What do you mean?

There will come a day when you will understand it.

You have to know to truly be able to see.

Even if he tried to explain Hoyeols power, Ymir wouldnt understand and he would sound unreasonable. Shegwin remained silent.

Since everyone had passed out, he didnt need to stay.

Shegwin got up from his seat.

Lets pretend this Antonium expedition never happens.

!

Duke Ymir widened his eyes.

He shouted into the back of Shegwins head.

Sir Shegwin!

?

Who would want to pretend it never happened?!

He gave up a lot for the Antonium expedition.

But now he was going to pretend it never happened?

Ymir rose to his feet with shaky legs.

Shegwin, I only believed your words and even turned away from the people of my territory. I have endured this far by constantly repeating to myself that I have no choice but to sacrifice my people for the greater good!

So?

So? Didnt I ask you? What the hell is your reason!?  If youd stepped up, or if you hadnt retreated, Antonium would have!

If he stepped up.

If he had stepped up as Ymir said.

What had changed?

Shegwin asked himself.

No, nothing changed.

Shegwin was more aware of himself than anyone else.

The moment he encountered Hoyeol.

Why do you smell like an ugly demon?

Thump thump.

At this moment, like Ymirs heart.

His own heart was beating so hard.

For Shegwin who was born with the talent of a swordsman, it was a fear he had never felt before.

Shegwins mouth twisted.

Ymir, I wish you would shut up.

Dont say that!

Sk

Before he could finish speaking, a quick sword launched at him.

Clatter

A solid line was drawn on the nape of Ymirs neck.

U-Uaagh!

Yumir urgently touched his neck.

H-He was still alive?

He got his throat cut. How?

Swish

Shegwin said, wiping the blood off his sword.

Considering my misjudgment, Ill just settle it with one wound.

!

Only then did Ymir realize how shallow the wound on his neck was.

At best, it just stung.

So, it was all the more shocking.

H-How can you have such ridiculous skills?

Ymir cried.

He clasped his bloody hands together and lowered his head.

A desperate voice flowed from his mouth.

Master Shegwin. No, Sword Saint! Please think again. I cant return to the territory like this. If this continues, I wont be able to face the people trampled by the demons!

It was a plea that appealed to emotions.

But Shegwins expression didnt change.

No, his face became even colder.

Its not even funny, Ymir.

How can you say that!

Get rid of your pretense.

Grab!

Ugh.

Shegwin grabbed and raised Ymirs hair.

The moment you turned away, you became no different from the demons. You know that, right? How did your precious people die?

Master Shegwin, what are you talking about?

You are my accomplice.

Indeed.

What did you trade for that youth?

The lives of other people.

The lives of the subjects.

He exchanged it for his own.

Sword Saint. No, you are a swordsman who is uglier than the demon.

That couldnt be more true.

Since he was born as a human and committed such atrocities, if he were called worse than the demons, he wouldnt be able to refute it.

But dont be mistaken.

Shegwins pupils turned black.

Hypocrite Ymir, you are no different from me.

Thud!

Shegwin threw out Ymir.

Then, he looked at the quiet hall.

They must have woken up long ago due to the commotion.

Nevertheless, he declared to the people who were holding their breath like rats.

I changed my mind.

?

Id better not leave potential trouble behind.

!!!

They didnt have time to react.

The sword moved quickly.

One beat later, a fountain of blood splurted out.

Click

Soon, Shegwin withdrew his sword and looked at the devastation.

He should be shocked at his own cruelty.

For some reason.

He didnt feel any remorse.

Not only that.

!

His body was full of vitality.

As if the blood and fear filling the place had become a legendary elixir.

Shegwin took a deep breath.

As expected, the blood didnt smell fishy.

It felt fragrant, like ripe wine.

Shegwin opened his mouth.

On second thought, what you said is right.

He was a demon.

Maybe even uglier than that.

But he wouldnt regret it.

If he could become stronger.

It didnt matter if he became uglier than this.

He didnt choose the wrong path.

But Shegwins ecstasy didnt last long.

He soon realized his situation.

I felt fear even after going through this complete transformation?

Just by making eye contact with the man.

The difference was unfathomable.

Shegwin gritted his teeth.

I will become stronger. Even if its just to cut you down.

*

Ugh, I feel weak.

This is no big deal, Hoyeol.

This is how you can defeat Shegwin!!

-Train your weakened body. (Repeat)

• 45KM running (Successful)

• 3,700 push-ups (In Progress)

• 2,200 chin-ups (Successful)

• 1,400 burpee tests (Successful)

Yusra Kingdom office.

Pop

I came down from the shiny golden pole.

Damn it, I couldnt feel my forearms.

But without the time to take care of that, I raised my mana.

It really ruins the aesthetics.

Soon,  I manifestedreversal magic.

The iron bar returned to its original appearance as a gold ornament.

Even if gold was common in the Yusra Kingdom.

I couldnt believe I used the iron bar made of gold for pull-ups.

Im so nervous I cant even think about it.

Putting your pure integrity aside, how reckless can you get, Grandfel?

The good thing is.

[Blessing of the First World Tree] was activated.

My forearm, which had been numb, quickly regained vitality.

As expected, its easy.

If it werent for the vitality regeneration effect, you would have been bedridden with body aches a long time ago, but you brag so loudly, Grandfel. Although I had released the shackles of the circle, my routine didnt change much.

After suffering from class quests.

I watered the elixir field.

Then I looked into the affairs of the Yusra Kingdom.

Finally, I attended the meeting of the Holy War.

I am just skipping the chiefs work.

Besides, would Grandfel tolerate such dilly-dallying? Soon, I would faithfully return to the Mage Tower to take back the duties I had entrusted to Marcelo.

In that regard, the remaining few days were extremely precious to me!

That was why I hurriedly sent a letter to Fabian, the president of the League of Explorers, requesting the rental of the [Torch of Hell]. The League of Explorers readily accepted the request and I took the [Torch of Hell] into my inventory.

[Torch of Hell]

[Grade: Unique]

[Restriction: None]

[Effect: It has the same effect as the fire of hell.]

[Description: A torch burning with the fire of hell. It is a treasure of the League of Explorers said to have been left behind by Lorentzk, an explorer who pursued romance in the distant past.]

Fabian handed over the torch and said.

Im glad that the Leagues magic tools can be helpful to you, Commander.

That title of commander was really

Anyway, I was happy and grateful for the rental.

Lets imagine that the [Torch of Hell] didnt exist.

The moment the Gate of Hell was closed, communication with Akshan would be virtually cut off. I didnt know the location of the Gate of Hell, let alone the method to open it.

[Akshans Perseverance], the class-specific skill that I managed to acquire.

It almost became a chicken rib^[1]Chicken rib is slang for things that are relatively useless but would still be a waste to throw away. .

I recited while reading the description of the torch.

Lorentzk, your pride has led to the torch.

You can just say thank you.

Why does the conclusion always come down to pride, Grandfel?

Anyway, I didnt waste any time.

I immediately took the torch out of the inventory.

Then, I activated [Akshans Perseverence] with my mouth.

Answer me, Akshan.

There was no need to speak with your mouth when using skills or magic

Lets just think of it as a minimum courtesy towards our sunbaenims.

[The relationship with Akshan and influence are also applied to the effect.]

[Akshans demon hunter answers your call.]

Crackle!

The moment the message appeared.

The Torch of Hell flickered fiercely.

By the way, as expected of Akshan.

Relationships and influence would have increased since then.

In front of the high-ranking demon king, Gamigin, they appeared without a care.

Now only one person appeared.

But so what?

When I considered their unfriendly personalities.

I should be thankful for this.

By the way

Block clothing that clung to the body.

Deep-pressed hood.

Weapons being hung all over the body.

Yes, I was tempted by that appearance and fell for it!

However, after growing up, that outfit looked really inefficient.

No, I had no right to say this since I couldnt live without formality. But wasnt that excessive in a different way from me?

If you move, youre going to get stabbed by your own weapon!

However, it was just my inner thought.

Moreover, defying Akshan sunbaenims mood wouldnt do me any good.

I was in a position to find out and learn.

The source of their vast vessel!

I could guarantee.

Even if there were numerous classes in Arcana, was there a class that could kill a level-900 named monster in one hit with a basic attack? Only demon hunter could.

At first, I thought it was because their stat was so high.

But no matter how much I thought about it, it didnt make any sense.

Well, even now, the goal of the physical training class quest was rising exponentially. Considering my pathetic stat

[Statl]

Strength: 112 / Agility: 124 / Mana: 512 / Luck: 12 / Aesthetic: Medium

To kill a level-900 named monster with a basic attack, your strength and agility had to be at least around 900.

If I converted that into the amount of training

It wasnt a goal I could easily take in.

Let alone days.

Even if I spent all of my weeks on the physical training quests.

Just achieving one goal would be difficult.

So I was going to ask the person himself.

The secret to their stats and their vast vessel!

But somehow it didnt seem easy from the start

Sk

The demon hunter looked around the office and looked disappointed.

I was also a demon hunter, so I could tell.

That man must have been disappointed that there was no demon around.

Youre so consistent, Akshan.

Excessive friendship between demon hunters was prohibited.

Are you really going to keep the rules even if you fell into hell?

Unfortunately, there are no demons here.

Even when I said that.

Let alone answering, he didnt even look like he was listening.

No, not only that, what are you doing all of a sudden?

He suddenly lay down on the floor.

Wait, he was doing push-ups?!

I see, so youre saying theres no need for conversation.

Doing physical training in someone elses office?

Dont accept such rudeness, Grandfel.

This isnt what I wanted!

But my cries were meaningless.

Huft

I ended up carrying out the physical training quest with the demon hunter I summoned. Even while my body was screaming, I couldnt shake off the feeling of anxiety.

No way, really, hey, are you serious?

Do you really just randomly increase your stats through training?!

Seriously, out of all classes, why this one!?

I felt so wronged that I wanted to scream.

Grandfels competitive spirit was ignited.

I did push-ups without stopping.

[Youve met the conditions.]

[You will be rewarded.]

I had already reached the goad.

I couldnt stop.

Why?

Sunbae

No, he wasnt even a sunbae.

That rude demon hunter wouldnt stop.

I opened my mouth.

I feel like Im finally accomplishing something.

Dont talk big when you cant even speak properly, Grandfel.

I was literally bedding my arms to the limit.

In an instant, the sight in front of my eyes began to spin.

I had been overworking my body like this.

I was finally passing out.

Still, I could rest thanks to passing out, so I looked forward to it.

But that didnt happen.

A message appeared.

[You will receive additional rewards through training that transcends limits.]

Wait a minute?

I found it.

Demon hunter, the secret to their transcendental stats!

• 1. Chicken rib is slang for things that are relatively useless but would still be a waste to throw away.