The Skill Maker

Of course, the heads of bilimantes didn't make fun of the current situation.

So far, about 200 people with abilities have died, and the death rate of patients with Versus over 80 days was exactly 100 percent. In general, a disease with a large number of deaths was the norm, but Bers was also destroying that common sense. Already 30 percent of the population in the bilimant region had been infected with this terrible epidemic. It was self-evident that the epidemic was at its worst.

But nevertheless.

That's it and politics was politics.

If the plague pushed Billimant out of the country, there was a possibility that he himself would lose his influence on the competent society in the near future. I've taken the initiative to borrow the power of the world, but... If possible, they wanted to leave a plausible record in history beyond the crisis of the plague. To form a force against the Red Alliance? Even so, the core backbone must have a place for itself.

Being the leader of tens of millions of people with abilities is the backbone of wealth and power.

For the bilimant delegation. And for themselves and their descendants, all these achievements had to be theirs.

Even if the development of infectious agents is somewhat delayed.

"Because all of our clans belong to the Aank or higher... Well, there won't be any problem sneaking out the results."

"If we have a chance, we can develop a cure as much as we want."

"But even so, you have to keep a close eye on the research data of the B-rank and below. They have every single technology they can't ignore. It's a huge loss for 500 billion kruns to leak out of the country, not out of our country."

"I'm going to use spies to catch the important part in advance... We could beat them. The strategy is perfect."

"We've already given the Clans detailed orders. Don't worry about anything."

"You're all very good judgements."

Lena had her eyes slightly raised.

Because of the ridiculous story I just heard.

"What? [D] Grade? Are we going?"

"Yes, I am sorry, but Estvalde's silver... My medical achievements in the past were not great. I'm sorry to hear that, but you had to be judged as a [D] class Clan. Oh, but don't be disappointed. If you go over there and get a waiting ticket, you can join us in the research. We will send you a research sample and related information later, so you can evaluate and analyze the data based on it. The accommodation is over there, so please use it comfortably."

an absurd story

Lena opened her mouth again to the guide.

"Wait a second there? But we're here to treat him..."

"If you don't like it, you can go out of the city and proceed with it. But in that case, you'll run into a lot of difficulties."

[D] The same was true of our Clan.

We attended the World Quest Research Request one step later than the other Clans, and were feeling strange feelings as we were caught up in the strange class-sharing of the Bilimant region. I'm here to help the worst of the plague. The other side was unexpectedly relaxed, sharing and pasting the applicants to their taste.

While I'm hiding my feelings of discomfort.

Lena raised her voice again, raising questions.

These things were happening all over the building of Congress now.

Not just our Night Illusion.

"Why do you divide the grades? The more knowledge you have, the better you'll get."

"Magazine knowledge only makes ships go to the mountains. All of this is the policy of our local council of bilimantes to select only those with the best medical skills and increase efficiency. If you can't comply, it's not a bad idea to go back."

an impudent guide's way of speaking

a remark that can be heard to be quite offensive

This was the official position of the Billimant Council on most Clans.

a breathtaking and nasal manner

"Hold on..."

And that moment.

A frosty voice began to emanate from Cerdiana, who was standing next to him.

A powerful mana storm that instantly attracts the attention of everyone around.

She was genuinely upset that Night Illusion had been insulted.

Because the Queen has recently recognized Lena as her friend.

"Who are you talking to? How dare you tear it to a friend like this!"

a storm of mana

eyes all over the place in a flash

The moment when the attention of thousands of clans in the world was focused on us at a glance.

The guide was shaking with a great deal of intimidation in front of Cerdiana's spirit.

"...Da, what are you? Ji, Ji, are you trying to use violence against me? Argh, guard! You're on guard!"

"Stop Cerdiana. It's not even worth getting angry with a bug like this."

The moment the man called in the guards of Congress.

I restrained the queen of fish to vent my anger.

It is not desirable for us or for us to grow up.

The appetite was bitter, but what caused the trouble here was making a dent in 's clients. I decided to take a light step back here, because I was determined to clear this quest and tear the rewards from them.

"I understand, Master."

Cerdiana, who turns into a compliant sheep in an instant with a single word of my command.

The mana that had already been spewing from her body had vanished without a trace.

With the guards tilting their heads, too.

Cerdiana raised my hand and rubbed it on her cheek.

"This Cerdiana always faithfully follows your orders."

With the Clans of the Night Illusion Clan, including me, smiling bitterly.

I changed my face at once and opened my mouth with a cold voice toward the frightened guide.

Dirty bastards. Yeah, let's see who wins.

"We will proceed without being with Congress."

"...he, do it. keep a record"

[Quest has been updated.]

[Quest Objectives: A Study on Berth's Treatment]

[Quest Type: World Rating]

[Quest Reward: Pre-stat +100, 500 Billion Krun, Random Relics Item Box]

[Requirement: World's First Clear]

That's how the quest was renewed, and the moment we began to turn our backs from the building of Congress and leave the building of Congress.

The whispering of the other clans from the back pierced into my ears.

The sarcastic voices laughing at us as if they were telling us to listen openly.

It was mostly upper-class clans with science grade B or higher.

beings full of conceit and arrogance

"That's funny. Self-research."

"[D] Class Clan, but you have a pride in A-rank."

"Well, they'll be gone soon enough without any results."

"Isn't it just flies that are attracted to 500 billion kruns? They have no sense of the profoundness of medicine. Let us understand."

"Night Illusion. That's a name I've never heard of at a medical meeting."

"......"

The moment when the top-class Clan scholars grinned at us and turned their backs coldly.

I'm trying to blow something hot out of my heart... I pressed it down below my throat.

You idiots with no foresight.

How dare you. How dare you... Did you laugh at me? Ha.

These damn scumbags?

a slurping sound

Jackal who picks up the scythe from behind his back without saying anything.

I noticed that his eyes were burning with murderous intent and shook my head heavily toward him.

You shouldn't dance with a knife here.

The world's attention is gathered in one place, and scholars who have a will to save human life are gathered here. It was even more shameful to cause a clash by force.

"Jacal, what did we say we came to get?"

The moment one question popped out of my mouth.

Jackal opened his eyes and snapped at his molar... He stabbed the dead body's sickle right in the back.

a long sickle that returns to its original position with a clack

He was asked my question heavily.

"honor."

I grinned at Jackal's answer.

In fact, insulting Clan's name is the same thing as spitting on the face of the Clan people. They obviously sneered at us, and this was a matter of no wonder leading to the Clan's war in the worst case.

Now the members of the Night Illusion were all faces barely holding back their anger, and this was the only emotion common to anyone. Do, Do, the Master, the Queen Mother, the Cheollian, and the Healing Master. We were genuinely angry with Billimant's parliament and the Clans who insulted us. but

We came here for real honor, not petty money.

500 billion is a side income.

laudatory of honor

I smiled at the Clans.

a battle in which the outcome is already out

There is no reason to be excited.

Why? Because I have the power to see the future.

Why the hell do you think I'm here?

"Well done, everybody."

You're going to show them what they've done with force?

Of course it's possible. The force of my colleagues and I could have upset all the Clans and Billimant's parliaments here. But this time it was a little different.

Once again, this is an honor.

We have come to have the pure honour which we cannot obtain anywhere else.

I will save a man's life and win his honor.

Jackal bit his lower lip and opened his mouth.

Blood was flowing from his lips.

"I never dreamed that Villimant would be like this."

"...this is where people live."

With Galonix taking his word.

I looked around the building of the council slowly.

To those who risked their lives to support the development of the cure, they divided the Clan's ratings.

a queer quest policy of different support for research by their own yardstick

What the hell are these idiots thinking?

Isn't it obvious that if more people develop treatments under equal and good conditions, they will achieve higher results? I didn't understand what all this nonsense was about when people were dying.

In the case of Night Illusion, it has never made any special medical contribution, but it has the greatest influence in the academic world in the research and development and ecological understanding of monsters. Lena was a genius in terms of research and analysis, and she is smart enough to put her finger in front of her even if she ranks with people in the whole universe.

Nevertheless, arbitrarily judging Clan's rating based on past medical achievements.

Foolish. And so were the other Clans who were judged supreme, and indeed the leaders of this town were stupid and stupid. I'm sure there's a lot of dirty inside out anyway. It's almost obvious. I was well aware that this floor was originally this kind of place.

But this time, it doesn't mean anything to knock those cheeky bastards down with force.

So I put up with it. The best way to beat those medically sassy bastards... Because we're the first ones to create righteousness.

Oh, wait a minute. Come to think of it...

I hit my palm with an idea in my head.

If I take advantage of this opportunity, I feel like I'll have a pretty good picture.

Oh? That's a good idea.

All right. Let's do this right.

If you're going to take care of your honor, the bigger the stakes, the better.

Bigevent that can attract everyone's attention at once.

The highest honor that an ordinary Clan, everyone despises, has defeated every Clan in the world.

To instill an indelible and intense memory in people's brains.

This is good. Yeah, this is good.

The moment that thought reached that point.

I jerked around and began to walk back toward the Parliament building again.

Good. Very good. This sounds like a lot of fun.

"Huh? Master? Where are you going?"

"Mr. Minhyuk?"

"Everyone, watch carefully. Now that the situation has come to this, the honor of treating Berth is not enough. In the name of the Night Illusion, you can't pass this dirty insult. From now on, I'll show you how to artificially blow up honor. Don't forget the six words in those idiots' brains."

World Quest (2) Done.

by world manners

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Then 20,000!