Lord of the Skill

Day 60

Dark night.

But Trammel's fortress is still lit.

“Here!! Let's just fix that today and get it over with! ”

“Well done, everyone!! ”

“Kha, I think I've already got a knack for skill ranking up a while ago. ”

“Calm down, calm down. I understand, but it's a work in the morning, so you could be working all day. ”

At the construction site, it was more of a conversational conversation than a difficult one.

“It'll be fun to work all night if it feels like it is these days. Skills are up. ”

“I see. It's too bad the blessing is only ten days away. ”

“That's why you're trying so hard to get some sleep. When you rest, you can do more next time. That's it for today!! ”

Trammel's repairs supervisor spoke aloud as the final building was repaired.

“Yep!! ”

Hundreds of workers living in the keep cry out loudly.

Trammel, which was broken by the Demon army a month later, is almost finished.

No, the repairs on the walls as well as the repairs on the repairs, but the broken walls can be used to scale up the trammels even more.

The influx of Tramello population increased, especially those with Architecture and Civil engineering skills.

This made the building more efficient and the new walls even stronger.

It was then.

Kuaaaahhhhhhhh!!!

A tremendous sound that would tear your eardrums.

At the same time, the ground shook like an earthquake.

“What, what?! ”

“Where did the explosion go? What? ”

“That's it for today! What a guy!”

The workers at the construction site were centered close to the shaking floor.

The repairs director shouts in an angry voice at the sound coming in.

“Not Team 1! ”

“No one touched Team Two! ”

“What is it? So, three teams? ”

The director's old age was momentarily static.

“Three teams are clear!! ”

The voice of three team leaders coming from afar. The repairs director made an impression on him.

“Then what was that? ”

At that moment, a worker standing next to the overseer is unable to speak openly.

“What's wrong with you? ”

“Th-that…………. ”

“What? Like a man who suddenly lost his job. ”

The worker barely raises his hand with a blank expression, despite the supervisor's bitterness.

“Hey…!! ”

The supervisor's head turns in the direction his fingers point.

“ ……!!! ”

Everyone's eyes widened.

“That... didn't explode here. ”

Why didn't they notice?

Awesome a minute ago.

If there was an explosion somewhere, there would have been some debris.

But what exists is just noise.

Behind Trammel.

Not high, but there were some steep hills.

And the big river behind it became the main drinking water for people living in Trammel.

But…….

In the middle of the construction, you see a river that should not be hidden from the hills.

Gulp.

The supervisor swallows a dry drink without even knowing it.

I thought I'd seen it wrong.

The stars were shining on the surface.

“What is that...? ”

The supervisor was able to find out why there were no debris.

Surprised beyond embarrassment.

The hill that was supposed to be gone.

One side of the hill that was cut so clean as to cut the tofu.

You see a river flowing behind you into an empty place on a slanted hill.

“Who the hell... …. ”

* * *

“ ……. ”

Silence lies at the top of the canyon.

Profit……!

When the wind blows, a strand of hair falls on the floor and rises into the air and splits apart.

“What do you think?”

“…… What do you think? Are you trying to kill me? ”

Two people standing on top.

One of them.

Philip Roen grunts as he plugs his spear into the ground.

“My neck would have been completely blown off if it hadn't been for the attack a moment ago. What do you do when you get the second half of the vision book? I almost died because of someone before I could learn. ”

He shakes his head in an absurd look.

However, the fever in front of him once again asked as if there was something more important than his grumbling.

“So what do you think? ”

“... by the way. ”

Philip Roen came to Trammel and watched him for ten days.

‘It's an amazing concentration. How could he do that? I haven't even left the canyon yet... ’

If I were myself, I wouldn't have done this.

He will know.

You're already better than everyone else.

However, Philip Roen's fierce fever did not seem satisfied by his strength.

The training continues endlessly without resting in the same position. With a face that's always lacking.

“Huh? What do you think? ”

An apprentice-like face waiting for results with a trembling mind.

Philip Roen laughs in vain.

“Do you still need my answer when you see that? ”

He points to the hill that was cut off behind him.

“Your sword has already surpassed our standards. ”

Philip Roen was currently the most accomplished spearer in Trammel.

There were gallstones and Ordo spears, but Philip Roen, who could keep his distance from them, became an opponent to the training.

At first, I wondered if I needed to keep my distance, even when I was asked for fever, but now I was feeling enough.

“Is that so…. ”

The fever gives strength to the hand holding the sword.

Despite Philip's answer, he shakes his head. Something's wrong with your face.

“Not yet. ”

“What?"

In his answer, Philip Roen looks at him with a look that he doesn't understand.

Powerful enough to cut down a hill from afar.

Can anyone do something like that?

None of the existing rankers will be possible, he thinks.

The power that is literally feasible for Kyungcheon-dong.

But fever always seemed to crave something more than the satisfaction of having it.

‘Definitely excellent. But it's different. Unlike the curiosity of geniuses or the heat of exploration.... ’

Philip Roen found such fever interesting.

Thirsty.

Yes, it is.

Hunger for something other than being born.

The figure resembles that of a heatless sword when it raises its skill.

“How long have we been here? ”

“Ten days.”

“Then...... we have ten days left of God's blessing. ”

“Of course.”

Heatless nods.

“Final preparations for the conquest of the North. Now we have to be prepared to use this power properly. ”

“Do you really... still think you're short? Yeah, well, it's not perfect yet, but seven out of ten are gonna make it. And that power. It's remarkable to lose words. ”

The cycle of magic and darkness.

And scattering crossed swords explosively increases the damage of the strike at that moment.

And the result is that.

The power to cut down even the hills.

“Yes, you're right. Seven to fever. You can't even blend magic and dark forces properly. ”

“What the……. ”

“You can't do anything with the power to cut through a hill. I will fuse more power into this sword. ”

“…… what? ”

“All attributes that exist in the Seven Thrones. ”

Glug glug...!

Lowly!!!

There was a flame in the sword with no heat. Once more, a sharp electric shock emanates from the blade as you empower the other blade.

“Four more to go. Freeze, earth, wind, and... light. ”

“ ……. ”

Philip Roen anticipated what would come out of his mouth, but he couldn't bear to say it.

“I will put all that power into my sword. To do so, the fusion of two magical and dark forces is just a matter of fertilizer. ”

“Huh……. ”

“Of course, I haven't even gotten it right yet. ”

Philip Roen looks stunning at the words of fever.

“The five attributes of the natural world and the power of light are lacking because of their lack of magic and dark forces? Fine. Even if it's all right with you, you won't be able to get it all. ”

“There is.”

“…… what? ”

“No need to look around. I know where he is. Some of the forces that make up the natural world are the purest and most powerful. ”

“What the……. ”

Without fever, he said casually.

“The Spirit King.”

The Four Elemental Spiritual Kings rumored to have been born in the beginning.

Lamine the Firecracker, Macintun the Giant, Ethereal the Queen of the Tide, Samiad the Storm.

And two great wilderness, Lassis of Light, Du-art of Darkness.

“Huh……. ”

Paz! Paz!

The blade of the strike-through seemed to tremble, with the electric shock in his left hand, as if for some reason he were answering.

“In order to do that, we need to be prepared to use this power properly. ”

The other thing Heatless planned.

He tried to put it into practice now.

Anesthesia.

‘I can't do this right now. But now we're up to the level we need to gather the materials. ’

It was a training exercise for that.

A powerful blow.

As Philip Roen said, it's a skill with a risk of success for about seven times a fever, but you can't catch it without this much power.

“A little northwest from Trammel is a small town. The town is called Orgall. ”

“Oh, if it's there... …. ”

“Yes, you might have passed. ”

Philip Roen stumbles upon his memory in the words of infertility. But I didn't remember anything.

It was just a small mountain village.

“There he is. ”

“Him?”

Lord of the Canatra Mountains.

Field Named.

“Shin Rok, Al Kar”

“ ……!! ”

“Ten days left. ”

Something that no one imagined and no one knew about.

“I'll assemble a unit to catch him. ”

Without heat, he said, looking at Philip Roen.

“Come with me, Philippe. ”

At that moment, Philip Roen felt his heart beating unconsciously.

* * *

“…… Dammit!!! ”

I heard insults everywhere.

Among them, a man walking from the front stumbling with a spear as a cane.

Philip Roen vomited his breath as he became a whore.

A group of people came through Trammel's Gate.

I don't know whose blood it is, but the black patches are already frozen and stuck to my armor.

“Phew… ugh…!!! ”

Everyone breathes rough.

I felt exhausted and unable to stand properly, but surprisingly, their eyes were alive.

No, it belonged to a predator that would have been eaten right in front of you.

“If I'd known this, I wouldn't have followed you. ”

Philip Roen throws his spear on the ground and reaches for it.

The citizens in Trammel smile lightly as they see him.

“I came back earlier today than I expected. ”

“Maybe he hunted that fast? ”

“Wow……. It's a daily record refresh. ”

“It's not nearly renewed. I heard you clear three dungeons in one day. ”

“It's really... not people. ”

Chattering.

There was pure admiration in that conversation. Somehow, they don't seem awkward about this view.

“Today is the tenth day. ”

The fever sweeps through those who sit still.

Ordo Chang, Kang Chan-suk, Philip Roen, Yoon Sun-mi, Choi Hyuk-soo...

And the 50 chosen soldiers behind them.

“You followed me well. ”

The golden aurora, which had been created in Trammel, was slowly disappearing with a red sunset to announce the night.

“Now.”

Somehow, I felt like a red flame was blazing behind his feeble back.

The soldiers gaze at the heat.

Familiar eyes.

The look of contemplation you can see on the battlefield.

The fever looks at it and nods satisfactorily.

“It's time to show your sharpened swords. ”