in.
Are you… really a Grade 5 Knight?”

 

  “Oh, that?”

 

  I showed her my student ID card and the sign that said Grade 5 Knight.

 

  “See.
I am a Grade 5 Knight.”

 

  “W, what kind of Grade 5 Knight beats a Grade 2 Knight!? Are you perhaps disguising yourself?”

 

  “No, I am definitely weaker than you.”

 

  “You’re lying!”

 

  “I’m serious.
Here…!”

 

  I threw a sudden fist at the unbelieving Alicia.
It was the fastest jab I could throw, but Alicia quickly stopped my fist with the potato croquette still in her hands.

 

  “Nnn…?”

 

  “See that? It was meant to be an ambush but it was easy for you to stop, right?”

 

  No matter how much power I put into my fist, I couldn’t take it out and all I could do was sway it back and forth a few times.
It was an overwhelming difference in power and even Alicia seemed surprised by it.

 

  Her eyes appeared to be saying that she hadn’t expected me to be this weak.

 

  “The difference between a Grade 2 Knight and a Grade 5 Knight is like that of heaven and the earth.
You are stronger than me but…”

 

  I added a slight trick to my fist.
As soon as an outburst of dense aura grazed past her palm, Alicia hurriedly retrieved her hand in a fluster.

 

  It was too late when she belatedly raised her arms back up for a guard, and my finger was already poking into her cheek.

 

  “I will always be the one coming out on top.”

 

  “Ughh… Please remove your hand.”

 

  There was a rare sign of blazing frustration in her expression, which was something you wouldn’t see often from someone as docile as her.

 

  That was to be expected, because she was a successor candidate of a renowned household of swordsmanship.

 

  No matter how low of a self-esteem she had, she would still be discontent with the gibberish from a random Grade 5 nobody.

 

  “I once saw Lunia Arden fighting.”

 

  Lunia Arden.

 

  She was Alicia Arden’s older sister from another mother, and a competitor who was aiming for the position of a successor.

 

  Alicia turned visibly gloomy the moment I mentioned her name.

 

  Yes, I know about the inferiority complex you have for Lunia Arden, and your fear.
The target of your admiration and terror.

 

  The relationship of these sisters was a lot more complicated than expected.

 

  “Are you… my elder sister’s acquaintance?”

 

  “No.
I told you I just saw her fighting from a distance.”

 

  We actually fought together in the same party quite often but, well… that wasn’t the case in this iteration so I wasn’t lying.

 

  “She was strong.
Probably the strongest out of all the swordsmen I know.”

 

  It might be funny how a Grade 5 random person was giving out evaluations about a possible Unique Grade swordsman, but Alicia was quite serious when listening to me.

 

  There were many things Alicia had been hearing the whole time – ‘You are worse off than your sister’, ‘Your sister would have done it differently’, ‘Your sister used to do this when she was your age’.

 

  The reason Alicia Arden gave up on having any hopes for her swordsmanship also stemmed from the difference in their ability and the constant comparison.
But more than anything, there was probably also the vigilance and contempt she received as an illegitimate child.

 

  “But talent-wise, you’re better.”

 

  “……U, uun?”

 

  Alicia asked back while endearingly tilting her head.
She then repeatedly blinked her eyes as if those words were completely outside of her expectations.

 

  “I can guarantee it.
Your talent in sword is superior than your sister.”

 

  “T, that’s impossible! There’s… there is no way I am better than elder sister!”

 

  “It’s up to you to believe it or not, but since you are at the Academy anyway, you might as well try it seriously.”

 

  “A, are you really a Grade 5 Knight?”

 

  “I just have a tad bit of more experience than others.”

 

  For 3 years, I fought against countless monsters while clearing the scenario.
None of them were weaker than me and I had never been the strong one in a fight, but…

 

  None of those mountain loads of powerhouses managed to beat me.

 

****

 

  I was about to sneak into the hunting grounds after a quick dinner, but noticed how rowdy the campus was.

 

– Have you found…

 

– Nope, I’ll head to the outskirts.

 

  ‘Seriously…’

 

  I was very unsettled.
The two people that walked by just then were Professor Deina from the Magic Department and Professor Fermack Daman from the Knight Department.

 

  They were the symbolic guardians of Merkarva Academy.
Aside from them, there were also a few security guards running around and the campus was overall in a very disordered state.

 

  “Did one of the experiment subjects escape or something?”

 

  Considering how Professor Deina, who carried out live experiments on dangerous beasts, was also here, it might be because of an escape of a demonic beast or a demonic spirit of the laboratory.

 

  It was quite rare yet frequent in Merkarva Academy.
Even in the game, Marie’s boss fight had taken place at the laboratory.
She would move the demonic beasts of that place around as her familiars and defeating them was the 1st phase of the fight.

 

  Well, there was still a month to go though.
Away from the eyes of other students and professors, I arrived at a certain lake located at the corner of the hunting grounds.

 

  Because of how far it was from the center, it wasn’t managed properly and there were plenty of tall weeds nearby.
I was here to meet the being that was living in this place.

 

  But first off, I had to force some water out of my eyes.

 

  “U, uhhh?”

 

  While giving a noisy shout, I wobbled my body.
My staggering hands were carrying the Seed of a Mandrake and…

 

  “Oh noo! I’m falling!!”

 

  I fell down in an exaggerated manner and dropped the seed into the lake.

 

  “This can’t be! What should I do? Noooo! What am I supposed to do!! NOOOO!!”

 

  I continued screaming while sneaking a glimpse.

 

  Hitting the ground, I acted as if I was aiming for the Academy Award of Best Actor.
It was definitely an amazing act but it seemed that it wasn’t spicy enough yet.

 

  “Nooo! The one and only seed left behind by my mother…! NUUOOOOOOOO…!”

 

– Bubble bubble!

 

It’s here!

 

  I forced out a few more tears when the center of the lake started to bubble as an old man appeared from inside.

 

  “Hohoh.
Why is it that you are weeping so much?”

 

  The old man appeared after being moved by my awesome act, gazed down at me with a benevolent smile.

 

  A hidden piece that could only be used once in ❰Heroic Legends of Arhan❱ which had the narrative written by the scenario team of a Korean company…

 

  It was the God of Lake.

 

****

 

  The Honest Woodcutter.

 

  It was a famous fairy tale in Korea and the original was from Aesop’s Fables or something. 

 

  It was a very famous story where the God asks, ‘Was this what you had lost?’ to the woodcutter who dropped an iron ax into the lake while showing him golden and silver axes.

 

  This God of Lake also existed in ❰Heroic Legends of Arhan❱, and while walking by this lake, there would be a prompt asking, ‘Will you drop any items inside?’ so it was quite common for players to chuck several items inside the lake.

 

  Because the original was about golden and silver axes, most of the players threw weapons that were below the Unique Grade but… it didn’t lead to any result no matter how many weapons people threw inside. 

 

  But old-timers of a game weren’t someone to be looked down on.
They were people that did all sorts of wacky stuff that others would not even try!

 

『I tried dropping 500 trash items into the Lake today LOL』

 

  There was the so-called ‘Trashing Challenge’ that began by one of the players, and among the players were brave heroes who even dropped precious items inside. 

 

  And I was one of those brave heroes.

 

  “Is this golden seed yours?”

 

  “No.
That golden seed isn’t mine.”

 

  Those nerd developers must have been giggling to themselves while wondering if anyone would ever find this hidden piece.

 

  “Is this silver seed yours?”

 

  “No.
That silver seed isn’t mine.”

 

  What kind of mental retard would drop the Seed of a Mandrake which you had to exchange for strenuously hard-earned 100 points? 

 

Well, that was me!

 

  “Hohoh.
Then this seed must be yours.”

 

  “Yes.
That’s correct! That definitely is my seed.”

 

  “I see that you are an honest man who does not get greedy from seeing gold and silver.
In honor of your honesty, I shall give you all 3 seeds.”

 

  “Oh my! Thank you very much!”

 

  The God of Lake disappeared after giving me the three seeds.

 

  Even if you dropped more items inside, this God of Lake would not show up anymore.
It was a hidden piece which could only be used once.

 

  After double-checking that the God of Lake wasn’t here, I turned to the beautiful seeds on my hands.

 

❰Yellow Golden Seed of a Mandrake❱

 

❰White Silver Seed of a Mandrake❱

 

❰Seed of a Mandrake❱

 

  “Huhuhu! Now this is a dupe bug!”

 

  Honesty is overpowered.

 

  Mandrakes forever!

点击屏幕以使用高级工具 提示:您可以使用左右键盘键在章节之间浏览。

You'll Also Like