Count Scribe's Tutor

Chapter. 7

It was after dinner that Ferda returned to the mansion.

I rushed to watch the sunset.

‘It took longer than I thought. ’

It was a good thing we got there before nightfall, but I couldn't hide the anxiety.

The reason was simple.

[Mythical Command]: Survival Conditions

* Achieve a negative dimension Mana [1,000]

* Current Mana: [996/1,000]

Even if I was a little late, I could be in trouble.

No, actually, I'm not relaxed right now. At this rate, I wouldn't be able to awaken my talents before midnight.

Ferda clenches her lips and knocks on the door.

Knock, knock.

"Come in."

As soon as permission fell, I opened the door wide.

In the red room at sunset.

This landscape is unimaginable. However, given the situation, Ferda asked us to keep the windows open for the day.

"I was going to invite you to dinner."

A linen sheet in a corner.

He looks at Ferda with his head out.

"Can I close the window first?"

"Not yet."

The firm refusal frowned.

I don't like it, but I can't help it.

"And let's postpone today's meal."

I don't have time for a relaxing dinner.

On the other hand, my eyes opened wide as if surprised.

"Huh? Why?"

"That's what I said the other day."

"If that's the case. Something to do with my talent?"

Ferda nods silently.

Meanwhile, did he not expect this to happen?

In fact, he looks dazed.

"I said lamb for dinner tonight."

Twitch

I almost felt tempted for a moment.

However, I quickly recovered my composure.

"Let's eat later. Today you must first awaken your talents."

"Yeah, I get it."

Is it because of Ferda's serious face?

The reality stood up without much resistance.

* * *

The veil of darkness envelops the world.

The moon rises and the stars shine. Ferda went to the cemetery. It was the same cemetery that used to come with reality.

"Wait here a little longer."

After sitting on a flat rock, Ferda rummages through her pockets.

After a while, what he pulled out was a yellow stone. Anything out of the ordinary was that the stone was shining like a fluorescent lamp.

"Ugh! It's gorgeous."

Obviously, he frowned.

He blindfolded his eyes with his palm, and asked the thread bluntly.

"What's that for?"

"Fangs of the Sun."

Right after we left the Moon Temple.

Ferda heads for the Temple of the Sun, her next destination. It was to bring this holy thing.

Though I did bring in a "secret."

Although it is lower in class than the ‘Moon's Eye’, I brought it for one.

‘The moon's eyes may not be enough. ’

This is the birth of a mythical commander.

The more sacraments that could withstand the music, the better.

That way we can avoid the eye of surveillance.

On the other hand, he stepped back slightly. The frowny expression was random.

"· · · · · · · Fangs of the Sun. I feel bad about the name."

He felt repulsed by the light of the eye and the divine power.

Ferda smiled and continued to explain.

"I have the ability to resist unclean forces."

The sacred object has a sharp corner, like the name of a fang. If you aim at this area where there is something unclean, it is possible to suppress the unclean force.

Like right now.

"Ugh, I feel frustrated."

In fact, he mutters with an impression.

The negative dimension of Mana belongs to an unclean force. No wonder you feel frustrated.

Ferda puts her fangs back in her pocket.

Then, my face brightened up to make sure it was better.

"Does that have something to do with my talent?"

That's right. Technically, it suppresses power.

Ferda nods silently.

At that time, there was shade in the cemetery. It's because the clouds are covering the moon.

Shortly after, I remembered a system message.

Content about a one-point increase in Mana in the negative dimension.

We can't wait any longer.

Ferda calls out in a sinking voice.

"In fact."

"Huh?"

"Let's get started."

In fact, he looked nervous.

"· · · · · · · What can I do?"

"Take this on my signal."

What he gave was the roots of a dried Commando Herb.

If you are looking at the twisted roots, your eyes are frowning.

"Ugh, it looks awful."

However, it was handed over gently.

He looked at this and said, Ferda.

"And when you develop your talent, you get poop."

"Feces?"

"Yes. Don't be surprised then. Put this on your neck."

What he pulled out of his arms were the eyes of the moon.

Even though it is sealed, it has a sacred power that cannot be ignored.

Did he feel his teeth? He frowned.

"Ugh, this is oddly repulsive."

Of course I have to.

It was the opposite of magical power.

"You don't have to hold it now."

In reality, he throws his necklace to the ground in fear of finishing the sentence. He doesn't want to be disturbed.

Ferda turns away, smiling bloody.

"Just wait a little longer, I'll be ready."

Immediately, I pulled out the fangs of the Sun.

Not one, but four. I took a lot of time to get this. We've been all over the Sun Temple in all four directions.

‘It was supposed to be used as a defense. ’

For example, when surrounded by monsters, if you aim at the sharp spot where the monsters are, they won't come close.

The sacred power of the Fangs of the Sun blocks their power.

The original use is to rearrange or escape through the gap.

It was also mentioned in the original article.

‘But. ’

Tuk

Ferda placed the fangs of the sun around each outskirts of the cemetery.

One at a time, north-east, south-south.

Keep the sharp edges facing into place.

‘This is a different story. ’

Awakening as a commander explodes like an enormous amount of phoneme.

No matter how far you get, you will definitely be noticed if you are higher than the High Priest. If you want to avoid the Holy See, it is best to prevent the recording from leaking out.

This is the only way to do it.

"Fe, perda."

At that moment, I spoke in a helpless voice.

He said with a lot of impression.

"My heart, it's so frustrating."

Of course. No matter how big the sheep are, the sacred things are sacred.

With four of those, you probably won't even be able to breathe.

Ferda strokes her head with a bitter face.

"Hang in there. You'll feel better soon."

"· · · · · · · Yes. Okay, I'll hold on."

With her lips clenched, she nods her head.

You look magnificent. You'd better hurry up for the real thing. Ferda straightaway finishes preparing.

Not long after that.

[Mythical Command]: Survival Conditions

* Achieve a negative dimension Mana [1,000]

* Current Mana: [999/1,000]

We're all set.

Ferda is distant from the realm.

I wanted to be there for you, but I shouldn't have. You could get swept up in the negative dimension of Mana.

So it's poison for Ferda, and poison for Silvana.

"In fact."

Ferda has retreated to where the fangs of the Sun are.

He pounces.

"You can eat now."

One word told me the beginning of the ritual.

Whoa, whoa!

In fact, you put on cold Commander's Candle.

Dried Root is Tough. So I chewed and chewed.

I thought it would taste bitter, but fortunately it doesn't taste anything.

Gulp

You swallowed Commander's Candle.

Ferda examines the room with a somewhat tense face. He knew that the Awakening of the commander depicted in the novel was as follows:

The sky became dark. As the wind subsides, there is a slight tremor on the ground. The black dimension Mana, which was embedded in the cemetery, appears to be Smurfing.

Pussy!

A rotten, innardly arm rises. A rotting corpse rises from several graves. It was a zombie. It must have reacted to a negative Mana.

I didn't do magic or magic.

A few zombies were created just by emitting a sonic Mana.

This was a scene of the Awakening of a commander with 'Great Talent'.

‘But the reality is different. ’

Ferda bites her lip slightly.

Every waking scene in the novel was omitted.

Just 'That night, I finished my Awakening.’ Describe it all. So you have no idea how many more zombies are coming.

‘It's okay. We're all set. ’

He did everything he could.

All that's left is to watch.

Ferda stares quietly at the standing figure.

"Phew."

He sighed and sighed.

That's when I remembered the system message.

[NOTE]: Target achieved.

* Current Mana: [1,000/1,000]

* [Mythical Command] awakens.

At that moment!

Chit

All the sounds stopped together.

The wind, the cries of the worms.

[WARNING]: Brace for impact.

In the past, when I was a Class S Hunter.

I've seen similar phrases before.

‘· · · · · · · When a boss monster appears. ’

It is also a phrase that only appears to boss monsters who are strong enough to be called "disasters."

Ferda, who recalls her old memories, hides behind a shroud, pulling up as much magic as she can.

As far as the system was concerned, this was a reasonable precaution.

Then!

Boo-hoo!

The fangs of the sun cracked.

And the landscape changed.