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[6th] First Warrior

Graduate rooms were four-dimensional.

The blue sky was clearly visible in the cave, and there was abundant green grass and flowers blooming on the earth.

Far in the direction of the leading priestess, a beautiful garden flowing with fountains and streams was seen.

And in the middle of that garden was a magnificent temple.

Somewhere familiar.

This temple was the same as the dungeon I saw at the graduate festival, holding the K woman.

But I felt like a temple, not a palace.

It's because of the giant statue that was erected at the entrance to the garden.

“The first warrior…. ”

Legendary warrior who defeated the Demon King Pedonar and became a god.

His name is' Senior 1 ’.

His portrait is painted all over the world. The painters who referenced the portraits also drew them and left them for generations to come. That's how you get praised for being great on the continent of Fantasy.

The priestess nods and says yes.

“Yes. The temple before him was built a long time ago to celebrate his accomplishments. But as you can see, it's hidden away from the world like this. From now on, I'll explain why, so follow me. ”

We passed through the giant frostbite of Clay1 through the garden.

I wonder if the gardener will take care of it 24/7. All the plants were well aligned. There was no weed, no branches.

But because of that, it seemed to be cut in reverse. I felt like I was seeing a cool desert in the middle of the night.

“Do you live alone? ”

“Yes. I've been waiting here all my life to lead the warriors of my generation right. ”

“Oh, I'm so tired. ”

I examined the virtuous priestess's abilities.

Race: Old Human

Level: 1

Job: High Priest (Church Horse Castle )

⁄ Skill: Blessing Z

Status: Management

Like the prince a moment ago, this woman was marked "Old Man." I didn't see much of anything in the job, but my skill gave me a false sense of laughter.

Class Z Blessings.

It seems that transcendence is common.

“This place is stuffy, but I like it. Because strong power comes with responsibility. To ensure that the warriors of the transcendental realm are exercised correctly without bending like the first warriors. ”

“Hmm…? ”

The talking nuance is strange...?

“Almost there. Warrior.”

The interior of the temple was vast and desolate.

The chandelier hanging from the ceiling showed fantastic artistry, but there was no art to receive the light.

In the past, there seemed to have been a lot of things in this empty space, but it seemed like all the shrines were dug up and left behind like empty warehouses.

Soon, we arrived at the innermost part of the temple.

There was also a statue of senior 1.

“Sword?”

In the hand of the golden statue, a light green sword seemed to melt the emerald and coat it.

As my warrior, my instinct told me it was a sword, but its appearance and color were a perfect match for a fairy king.

The priestess shakes her head.

“The sword of the first warrior with his whole life. There was no sword at the time, so it was called the ultimate magic sword. As his wife, I have kept this sword for a long time. ”

“A widow.”

“I didn't ask you to interpret it that way... ”

The priestess trembles with her clenched fists.

I smiled once and said:

“Is there anything else besides the sword? ”

I already have a Sword 2. I can't summon him here, but that doesn't mean my partner is gone forever.

There's only one sword a warrior can carry.

I had no reason to be greedy.

“Let me tell you a little bit about the past. The first warrior to defeat the first demon stormed in less than 500 years. I forced my unilateral understanding on my wife for a long time, and then I ran out into the world. Yes, it is. He started cheating on me! ”

Oh, here we go again.

The truth of a childish world.

There are many similar examples in my hometown. Here's a famous example of that.

Trojan War.

The goddess who was not invited to the wedding left a golden apple, the three goddesses quarrelled to claim it, and Prince Troy, who appeared as a resolver, gave the goddess of beauty a golden plague apple.

Give and take the world!

Beauty, the golden apple, gives thanks to Prince Troy for the most beautiful woman in the world.

The Greek king who lost his wife in solitude leaves for the Trojan Kingdom with his brother.

Many heroes and young men have died in this war, and Trojan soldiers who are victorious are defeated by the wind bringing an abandoned horse into the gates of the city.

Conclusion, the misconduct of an uninvited woman has escalated to war.

“The truth is useless indeed.... ”

I've already lost interest.

I just want to get out of here with the reward for breaking this training cave.

“Brave, it's not something you think about easily. ”

The priestess complained to me, bursting with anger that had accumulated with her husband. I was amazed at how I had endured all this time.

She talks about her family like bean powder like a waterfall.

“I don't care about other people's family history. ”

My patience is beginning to reveal the floor.

“Ahem. Sorry. I'm a little excited.”

The perceptive priestess flinches and apologizes right away.

“If you understand, let's get down to business quickly. ”

“Yes. The first warrior to go berserk, ignoring the love and friendship of his comrades who had frozen, was condemned. The first warrior to be defeated by his allies fled to the other side of the world. He's still alive. So for me, the widow's name is wrong. Okay?”

It really doesn't matter.

“The reason I tell my sad past to the future warrior is simple. Be careful not to get corrupted like the first warrior. Even if you defeat the Demon King Pedonar, you must remain a righteous warrior without being exhausted. Please.”

“Come.”

I am a very clean man when it comes to women.

Do not make the same mistake as senior 1.

“There are three trials left in front of us. ”

The priest stretched his three fingers and said,

“Recite.”

“Fight and win against that statue that resembles the first warrior. Be recognized by the Sword after victory. Finally, extinguish his power in the statue with yours. ”

I nodded slightly, meaning I understood.

The priestess said it was three trials, but it seemed okay except for the first trial of defeating the statue.

It feels like a natural reward.

The question here is, how strong is that statue?

“I'm ready. Let's get started. ”

After lightly warming up, I told the priestess.

She replied.

“If you get close, it starts on your own. ”

“Really?"

“Don't worry if you're a little overwhelmed. I was once a fellow warrior. I will do anything to prove to the next warrior how important the power of love and friendship is. ”

“Suit yourself. ”

As long as I didn't know the fighting power of the statue, I didn't intend to stop Priestess Z from helping me for free.

Of course, I would punish you with a waistdisc if you were not as helpful as my first colleagues.

I slowly approached the statue.

D'Edd...!

The statue shakes as it senses the thief aiming for the sword.

Flashes!

His golden eyes are opened.

Obsidian stuck in the eyehole emits a jovian glow. It was easy to guess that it was a golem's core.

I'm starting to see stats.

Race: Chaos Golem

Level: 100

Job: Hero (EXP 200%)

Skill: Chaos Z ■ ■ C

Status: Thaw

I was slightly startled by the skill of the statue.

It's not wrong to see the dirt in your eyes.

■ C

Grade C blackbox.

The golden golem who claimed the power of Elder 1 owned the black box just like me. Even my skill rating was higher than mine

What does that mean?

Profit-

I'm afraid I didn't have time to think.

It's because the golem leapt toward me at an unbelievable speed because it was a heavy body made of gold.

The first number is stabbing.

The whirlpool of chaos envelops the pale green blade of the sword. I can grind it like a mixer with just a little touch.

“Madness!”

A scorn came out of my mouth.

So far, it's worth a try. But that's because dolls were on the same level as me.

But the guy in front of me is level 100.

Skill efficiency has risen dramatically compared to my level 1. Even the grades were transcendent, so there was no advantage to me.

It was disadvantageous.

“We're here to help, warrior! ”

No, I wasn't.

The priestess reached out her palms to my back from afar.

Shhh!

The white light that left her hand seeped into me.

Race: Human

Level: 1

Job: Paladin (Holy = Blessing )

Skill: Holy Z ■ ■ D

Status: Beginner, Blessing, Holy

Is it because I was blessed by a high priestess? My job changed. And then an unbelievable phenomenon happened.

“Haha... ”

I laughed.

My body was filled with blessings. Not just because the priestess blessed me from behind.

New skill has been added.

Type: Professional Skills

Title: Blessings

Grade: Z

▶ ZZ: Expresses eternal blessing.

▶ Z: Bless you.

⁄ SSS: It expresses negative blessings.

⁄ SS: Expresses the Holy Blessing.

⁄ S: It expresses the blessing of luck.

⁄ A: Bless yourself.

⁄ B: Expresses the blessings of combat.

⁄ C: Expresses the blessing of protection.

⁄ D: Expresses the blessing of death.

⁄ E: Expresses the blessing of life.

⁄ F: Bless the target.

Something crazy has happened.

I have one more transcendent skill just because I have a job. It was also an auxiliary system full of very good effects.

I immediately blessed with Self.

Shoot-!

Priestess number two, me number two. Blessing stacked 4 times due to the Z grade effect.

The performance was truly amazing.

“Haha!”

With a smile or a faint sigh, I grabbed the golem's light green saber with my bare hands.

The whirlpool of chaos tore my right arm to shreds, but it did not hurt my skin that was covered with holiness and blessing.

The obsidian eyes of the golem are deeply embarrassed.

Out of the way!

I raised my knee in the gap and crushed the golem's groin.

Nothing, but enough to wiggle the center of gravity.

After that, it was okay to be one-sided.

After stealing the sword from the golem's hand, he tried to beat me somehow, he slapped me on the head.

Ding-dong!

He then stabbed the obsidian eye, the golem's core.

Tsk.

The body of the golem, which was about to go crazy, stopped even when his head flew off. And by inertia, I rolled the floor in trouble.

With that, the battle is over.

“This guy's got good taste. ”

But my partner is still a swordsman. This light green matte sword was so light and thin that it had no taste to swing.

It doesn't seem to have any special features.... Oh, yeah?

Smell!

Even the adhesive does not fall from the palm of my hand. It was not enough, so the green energy sank over my body.

What the hell does this do?

The priestess intruded, as if solving my question.

“Congratulations, warrior! You're certified by the Sword? It's a prototype of an existing swordsmanship. It will penetrate the spirit of the warrior and help in future battles. It usually is.”

Srrrr...

Black energy spills out from obsidian debris embedded in the eyes of the destroyed golem.

This also soaked into my body.

“... was it a trap from the start? ”

The priestess smiled and answered my question.

“A trap? I don't think so. Congratulations, warrior! The power of the forbidden from the first warrior is now yours. In return, all your memories will fade and you will be ruled by the Sword, but don't worry. You will continue to be a great warrior. As a colleague who cares about me and loves me forever.... ”

A priestess who strokes my broad breasts with a sudden whisper of love.

I also gave thanks with a bright smile.

“Thank you for congratulating me. I'll take care of your strength. ”

“Y-yeah? ”

■ D ■ C

Win.

I was so grateful that I twisted her neck.

But no matter how many times you kill in this training cave, you won't die. So I decided to test the new black box effect on her.

Type: Skill

Title:

Grade: C

― B: □ □ □ □ □ □ □ □.

(c): Forgetting the subject.

⁄ D: I do not confuse.

⁄ E: It is not destroyed.

⁄ F: I don't forget.

And a big kiss.

A parting gift to the priestess who confessed her love.

“Hmm."

“Woohoo! ”

Smell!

The pale green energy of the sword, which was lost due to the powerful mental defenses formed by the black box, took my tongue to the priestess's throat.

What happens if this happens? Hizea.

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