I Became a Time-Limited Swordsmanship Genius at the Academy

Chapter 41

41. 3X Event

The religion that worships the god of death, Mortal’s building could be seen as an iron fortress.

Pyramids jumping up and down and hellhounds without owners barking and alerting people on every passing road.

“Stay still!”

Did you have an owner?

Anyway, there were no humans in the sharp exterior that would pierce you even if you approached it, only monsters, demons, and demons gathered in one place.

Their goal is to revive the god of death.

So I killed Cassia Eleanor, who was the most intrusive person, and made various preparations.

“…Why do I have to follow you here?”

Ganelle, the goblin merchant, grumbled disgruntledly.

It was an option I really hated to have my butt stuck in a building that seemed dangerous at first glance, among demons who like to extort money like myself.

“What are those eyes now? Are you saying they’re going to rebel?”

Eve Lynn asked, raising her eyes.

“Oh, no, that’s not it… I mean, I thought you’d feel very bad for a shabby guest in a noble place!”

“Still, you grasped your topic well. That’s true, but the leader specifically asked you to bring you. Thank you for your meaningful character.”

“Thank you…”

I didn’t want to. He twitched the corners of her mouth and rubbed her hands together.

I don’t understand why Evelyn brought such a subordinate, but she’s the ‘leader’.

I believed that everything had a meaning.

‘Wouldn’t you be scolded if I called you to draw money?’

L wondered if Evelyn liked money.

***

“See you again. The meeting must be far away?”

Rosteria Plumero, the mad scientist who handles the plague – Hamm Bracious, Roaster for short.

He shook the bubbling green flask bottle.

“I’ve told you several times that I don’t want to interfere with my research. Does this mean you’re willing to accept my poison as a test subject?”

“What are you talking about! I really hate that weird gas mask too? Besides, when I come here, the smell of widowers stings my nose, and I really hate it!”

“Ho, widower?! This smells like divine poison!”

The roaster threw the flask bottle in a fright.

Chiik!

“You madman!”

As the bottle shattered, everything the green liquid touched was burned.

It was as if the walls were melting like ice.

“The smell of a widower… Honestly, it can smell like that…”

In fact, the roaster was caught in a state abnormality as if one word was very shocking.

Soon he grabbed the gas mask and regained his sanity.

“So who’s next to you? A rookie.”

“…Yes. He’s a rookie. Instead, he has a very promising future, so don’t treat him carelessly.”

“The future is promising? Doesn’t sound like my part-time job.”

What does it matter whether the future is promising or not?

Thousands of chess horses have been thrown away after being used as hunting dogs.

Everin and Roster’s eyes collided.

The momentum of the two was to the point that the culprit couldn’t stand it.

“Yes, rookie. Do new recruits use their faces these days? Did they punch that crazy dragon in the face with that face?”

“You told me to watch your words!”

“I fell in love with you so much. I don’t know if I’m going to see a kid soon. Clink.”

“Hey, hey?!”

He laughed and spit out mean jokes.

As expected, due to Evelyn’s personality, if she gets angry here…

‘…?’

I had doubts about Evelyn’s reaction, which was quieter than I thought.

An arrogant dragon who hated an insignificant demon the most would not be able to tolerate this.

Eve Lin’s head reddened and his fists trembled.

‘What is it?’

A descendant of a fallen dragon to a demon?

For a moment, I felt dizzy.

The mad scientist Roaster is, of course, a living being that eats, sleeps, and fights.

Of course he had a s*xual desire, and the widower smell that Evelyn smelled when he came in was also his own.

Everin’s only flaws are the small horns protruding from her forehead and huge wings.

Until now, dating hadn’t been as good as fingernails, and he had only smelled women, so it was natural for him to have trivial feelings for Evelyn.

“…Crazy. Very confidently crazy. Hey, you’re new there. What’s your name?”

“This is El.”

“Yes, idiot. Tell me your specialty.”

“…She has excellent physical abilities. She knows how to wield a sword.”

“Sword? To deal with something that monkeys like that would enjoy. After all, it’s a trivial demon. I thought they’d give it a bit if I said it dealt with smart knowledge like me.”

Tsk tsk, he clicked his tongue and laughed.

“When we receive new recruits, we go through the process of checking their strength. You are no exception, so follow me.”

“Wait a minute. Madman. Right now El is the new recruit I brought with me. Where are you taking her?”

“Don’t force yourself. Since you’ve entered Mortal, you should know that force checks are essential. Even if you checked first, it’s no different. Because I don’t trust you.”

“……”

Eve Lynn was furious, but he had nothing to say.

Since she hadn’t seen El and Cezanne fight, it was natural for her to be curious about El’s strength.

In particular, how strong is the power of a leader who uses advanced techniques such as ‘massage’?

I just didn’t like the fact that the lunatic was taking them, but I followed them to settle my curiosity.

***

‘I never thought I’d guide myself. This will be easier than expected.’

I was unintentionally led in the desired direction.

There is nothing special about the force check that the Mortal Religion does when it receives new recruits.

Sending monsters without intelligence.

Killing it.

It’s very simple, but it was more difficult to be simple.

‘Each of them has their own way to check power, but the roster’s method is the most difficult. Because by injecting something strange into the monster’s body, it becomes a strengthened named monster.’

Plague, curse, immortality, hell, etc.

Number of titles are attached to the monsters, and they have additional effects corresponding to them.

Plague gives Poison, Curse gives Vulnerability, Undying Stamina, Hell gives strength…

It means to become a very tricky monster.

It’s a headache when the level goes up later and dogs, cows, and named monsters appear, but right now it’s still in the early stages.

But it was more meaningful because it was in the beginning.

‘This game, like other games, has an experience point system. As the experience goes up, the level of swordsmanship, strength, stamina, and agility increase.’

The amount of experience given by the named monster was really significant.

That’s why I deliberately approached the roster.

– KEA!!!

– Kleureung, kungkong!

The monster that lurks there. It is to lick up the so-called ‘Honey Bucket’.

“You’re not scared already. That’s just a handful of sand.”

Hundreds of red eyes popped out in the darkness without a single light.

The roaster reacted to the incoming light as it opened the entrance.

“I’ll solve these one by one from now on, step by step. It’s fine as a place to test your limits. However, I won’t take responsibility if you can’t stand it. Whether you die or not… Cluck.”

It was a bloody sound just to hear. The nape of my neck feels chilly at the thought of my bone going into that monster’s mouth with a small mistake.

Everin wasn’t particularly worried about El. On the contrary, she was worried about monsters.

I don’t know about the roster, but El is the leader of the Mortals who hides his identity.

I knew very well that this would be a waste of energy killing a nasty monster.

‘Should I dry this or not?’

I was worried.

But she was one step faster than El.

“He says something funny.”

“Cuckoo, isn’t that funny? I’m not kidding. It’s too late to run away. Now that they’re in, all my cute pups…”

“It’s not like that, you have to deal with them one by one.”

“…?”

“Please don’t waste your time and release them all.”

“”!””

I was stunned by the newcomer talking crazy.

“Hey, idiot. No matter how confident you are, you’re going to deal with all of them at once?”

“Isn’t that okay?”

“…Cuckle.”

Just right.

Roaster smiled and snapped his fingers.

Clock!

The sound of dozens, hundreds, maybe thousands of iron bars being opened inside.

“I commend you for that kind of spirit. But it’s so disgusting. Arrogance is sometimes just an agent of falling.”

Tak!

Roster shoved El’s back.

“Look at it. Let’s not see it as a bone in a few seconds.”

The doorway is closed.

At the same time, the only light that shined disappeared.

Only the red eyes and the foul-smelling breath disturbed my ears and nose.

***

“Are you crazy now?! I’m going to solve all of that!”

“It’s not me who’s crazy. It’s him. I’ve definitely given him a chance. A chance to climb up slowly from the small stairs. But he wanted to commit suicide from the start, and I dared not help him.”

Boom!

“Ouch!”

Iverin grabbed Roster by the collar and pushed him against the wall.

“…You made a very big mistake. You choke yourself.”

“Oops, heck… That’s a very nice mistake.”

“……”

Everin sat and looked down at the sneering roaster before standing firm in front of the closed door.

‘What was the leader thinking when he said that…’

Even the Balaur himself couldn’t bear to deal with them all.

There are not hundreds, but thousands, living and breathing inside.

Not all of them are ordinary monsters, but poisons and curses, and also elders who can lightly take down the head of a race.

I’m cowardly to deal with that horde of monsters myself, but I’ll have to stay up all night to conserve my stamina in the air and reduce the number of monsters.

Puffed up.

Everin sat down on the spot.

Close your eyes and meditate.

She imagines El fighting on a different level from the world.

Fighting thousands of monsters with a huge sword…

‘As expected, it’s difficult.’

If he didn’t come out after a day, he planned to break down the door himself and help.

It was when I put my hand on the door.

Damn it…

“…?”

Chill leaked through the gap in the door.

It got stronger as time went on.