Chapter 12 – My Patience is at its Limit (2)

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Translated by Heavenly Cat

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The swarming reporters.

“It was truly by a narrow margin. Congratulations on the first clear!”

“You snatched the title of the first clear that everyone didn’t expect, how do you feel?”

“If there’s anything that was different from usual about this Rift?”

The Guild Master of Berserker.

Leoni answered shortly.

“No comment.”

At her answer, the reporters flinched.

“……Excuse me? Wh-what do you mean by that?”

Because that answer was on the level of not just kicking the fortune that rolled in, but hitting it with a baseball bat and sending it over the fence!

The level of interest poured into this new Rift is truly enormous.

With a single word from Leoni, the stock price of the Berserker Guild.

And the prestige of her home country, Germany, would fluctuate.

“Do you not know English? I have nothing to say.”

But no comment.

Moreover, her expression was unusual.

With her glabella scrunched, she looked like an angry Pomeranian.

When Leoni came out like that, the reporters also had no choice but to back down.

They felt they had to at least get interviews from elsewhere.

“Big sister, I understand how you feel, but…….”

“It really feels like shit.”

“Captain, still, you should have spoken somewhat nicely…….”

“Ughh, you retards!!”

Leoni screaming at the guild members’ words!

She was not pleased with the current situation.

Because the title of the first clear for the new Rift wasn’t won solely by the abilities of Berserker.

Even thinking about it again, it was truly incomprehensible.

Leoni asked the guild member following behind her.

“Hey, he didn’t have any accessories or anything, right?”

“Right. If he wore earrings or rings with a suit, it would have definitely stood out, right?”

“Crazy, but how could he be perfectly fine?”

The reason why Berserker was able to snatch the first clear?

That was entirely because of the man.

Because the unidentified man whose class couldn’t even be known drew all the aggro of the Demon race!

What kind of guys are the Demon race?

They are guys who endlessly inflict status effects whenever there’s a chance.

“How the hell did he endure that without even being carried by gear.”

Visual hallucinations, auditory hallucinations, delusions, etc.…….

Without buffs from Priests or gear that increases willpower, one would quickly fall into status effects.

But the man was perfectly fine even after drawing the aggro of hundreds of demons without any of that.

“……Damn it, anyway, sorry guys. I acted too much like a retard.”

Leoni apologized to the guild members.

If that man hadn’t drawn the aggro.

By now, there would have been considerable casualties in the guild.

Because of the charge order she had given.

“Big sister, we are Berserkers. We’re crazy bitches.”

“Even if we die, it’s on the battlefield. That’s our motto, isn’t it?”

“Captain, don’t put on a tough act for no reason. It doesn’t suit you.”

Yes, those choice of words give me energy.

Leoni, who was blaming herself, snapped to her senses again.

“……But, where did he go?”

“As soon as he came out, he talked to the reporters and just left?”

“……Huh? He just left?”

This was truly unexpected.

Leoni naturally thought the man would act arrogantly in front of the reporters.

Wasn’t he the man who was wearing a suit and dress shoes even during battle?

With a concept like that, she naturally thought he wouldn’t refuse the pouring attention.

‘Besides, he even played an active role…….’

No comment.

The reason Leoni kept her mouth shut about the first clear was also because of the man.

In reality, if it weren’t for the man, they would still be fighting desperately inside the Rift.

Out of conscience, she was yielding the spotlight to the man.

“……But, he just left?”

While her doubts grew bigger.

One guild member raised a finger.

“Uh, over there. He said something to those people and left.”

Over there were reporters with their shoulders drooping.

“Haa. Seriously, I’m dead meat to my senior.”

The camera director who was just endlessly sighing heavily.

Tap tap

Suddenly, someone tapped his shoulder.

“?”

He turned his head and then freaked out.

What is it, a goddess……. No, isn’t it Leoni?!

Didn’t she clearly say she wouldn’t do an interview earlier?

‘I don’t know what exactly happened, but……. Great, I’ll at least get Leoni’s interview. An exclusive interview! Instead of getting chewed out, I might even get praised.’

However, the one who ended up getting interviewed instead was the camera director.

Leoni asked in English.

“Nationality.”

“Excuse me? M-me?”

Nod

“I-I’m Yoon Jong-min affiliated with the VBC News Bureau in South Korea.”

……No, should I say Jong-min Yoon?

Yoon Jong-min answered in stuttering English.

At times like this, he envies Players.

Because communication between Players was free. Since Arcana’s character was overlaid, it was only natural to also acquire Arcana’s translation ability.

‘I should somehow interview her in English, right?’

It was when Yoon Jong-min was pondering.

Wasn’t Leoni turning her body to leave the place?

Yoon Jong-min was desperate.

If I lose Leoni too like this, I really am dead meat.

He rolled his tongue with all his might and spoke to Leoni.

“Could I please ask for at least one word! Please!”

Did that earnestness reach her.

Leoni turned her head and replied.

“It seems Gaon wasn’t the only one in South Korea.”

“……Pardon? What do you mean by that?”

Leoni shrugged her shoulders.

The raid on Count Ascura had just begun.

‘Because I have no desire to get on that suit’s bad side.’

There must be a good reason why he wasn’t doing an interview.

It would be a big deal if they got off on the wrong foot after saying something wrong unnecessarily.

……Stating it like this makes the nuance a bit weird, though?

‘No. I don’t mean I want to get along well with him.’

That kind of monster.

If turned into an enemy, it meant he would be unmanageable.

Therefore, Leoni spared her words.

“No comment.”

*

Gaon’s base camp.

Moring, moring

The heat rising from cup noodles.

[It seems Gaon wasn’t the only one in South Korea.]

Tae-min, Chul-min.

The Nam brothers were watching Leoni’s interview.

“What’s with her? Is she making fun of someone?”

Nam Tae-min was completely irritated.

Because it was truly by a narrow margin.

Based on Nam Chul-min’s joining and his analysis, Gaon cleared the Rift at a rapid pace.

Unlike Shining, there wasn’t a single case where a guild member fell into a status effect either.

So he really thought it was worth competing for the first clear.

But.

“Snatching the first clear and what the hell is she talking about. Really?”

The Berserker Guild, out of nowhere.

He wanted to hear the secret to that at least.

So he watched the interview, but…….

“Gaon wasn’t the only one in South Korea, huh…….”

“She said exactly just that. Not even rejoicing.”

“It definitely seems like there is something.”

The older brother with relatively quick wits, Nam Chul-min, continued speaking.

“It seems she met a Korean Player in the Rift.”

“……What? Who is that? Is it those guys from Myth by any chance?”

World Rank 5th, Gaon.

World Rank 41st, Myth.

Because the gap between them, the 1st and 2nd guilds of South Korea, was clearly widened.

Really, if she was referring to Myth, his head would become complicated.

Nam Chul-min shook his head.

“No, the Myth side is still raiding a Rift. They entered late. Because they dragged along the Players they recruited as mercenaries.”

“Really? That’s a relie…… Not that! Just who is she talking about?”

“Right. That’s what I don’t know.”

The nuance certainly felt like she met a Korean Player inside the Rift…….

To say no comment on the truly important story.

However, that was only the position of Berserker and Leoni.

Nam Chul-min picked up a chopstick of cup noodles.

“They’re receiving this kind of attention. Do you think they’ll stay quiet?”

“True. They probably won’t be able to hold back because their mouth is itching.”

“What we need to do is simple. When that Player reveals their identity. We offer good conditions and bring them in. I think there is sufficient investment value.”

The Berserker Guild that snatched the first clear of the new Rift.

A Korean Player acknowledged by the Guild Master of that guild.

Nam Tae-min added one remark.

“Moreover, to the point of making her bring up Gaon?”

Whether it was an individual or a guild.

Drawing them in as an ally was definitely the best option.

The brothers matched their wills like that and moved their chopsticks.

Slurp

“Wow. Anyway, it was terrifyingly cold. Brother.”

“How do you think I, who only sits outside, feel? I thought I was freezing to death.”

“No, I’m telling you this was the first time I wanted to go home during a raid because it was cold?! Actually, I have a strong urge to ride a Portal back to South Korea even now, you know?”

*

……I absolutely couldn’t endure the cold.

“Move.”

Just as I said to the reporter.

“My patience is at its limit.”

I really couldn’t endure it anymore.

From Russia to Seoul, the Mage Tower.

As soon as I came out of the Portal, I headed home.

‘I’m telling you land prices in Seoul aren’t expensive for no reason.’

The total time taken was merely a little over 20 minutes.

The Mage Tower saved me, really.

It’s not like I could warm my body in a base camp like other Players. If I had suffered even a little more in that cold, my toes might have gotten frostbite.

Splash

After showering with warm water, my frozen body relaxed.

If I could do as I wished, I wanted to lie down on my bed immediately.

But my body had to listen to me.

I opened the refrigerator, trimmed the ingredients, and prepared a meal.

No matter how tired I am, they say muscle loss is unacceptable or whatever.

Anyway, only after finishing the meal did I finally get my spirit back.

……It was dangerous.

The Outskirts of the Territory.

I realized my shortcomings in that Rift.

It was good up to hunting monsters with the highly efficient 『Magic』.

However, no matter how highly efficient it was, there was a limit to the amount of magic power.

‘The magic power regeneration rate was absurdly low.’

It was a matter of course.

A class that wasn’t outstanding in anything, Demon Hunter.

Not to mention the lack of skills related to magic power regeneration.

I also didn’t possess such gear either.

In the end, my magic power bottomed out during the battle.

‘If there were no other Players, I would have been in big trouble.’

If I knew who they were, I would have at least expressed my gratitude.

There’s no way a Player returning after 12 years would recognize other Players.

Still, I feel once again that the world the world still has warmth.

Thanks to them, my level also,

[Name: Granfel Claudi Arpheus Romeo]

[Class: Demon Hunter]

[Level: 86]

[Stats]

Strength: 25 / Agility: 30 / Magic Power: 31 / Luck: 2

[Owned Points: 6]

‘Though I cannot equip it right now.’

I also obtained new loot.

[Crudely Forged Saber]

[Rank: Magic]

[Restriction: Lv.180]

[Effect: None]

[Description: It was an excellent weapon in its own way, but thanks to being crudely forged, its blade actually became blunt.]

However, there is no change in my lack of abilities.

However, there is no remorse either.

『The emotion called humility did not exist in Granfel. Proving underestimation wrong. Because he was one who would eventually turn overestimation into reality.』

Yes, in order to protect that lofty pride.

The pitiful guy had no choice but to bring suffering upon himself.

Because that was me.

I checked the quest window.

[Class Quest: Prelude to the Counterattack]

O last Demon Hunter.

Announce to the demons that the time for counterattack has come.

─Defeat a demon. (Success)

─Train your weakened physical body. (Repeatable) ▼

─Hunt vampires. (In Progress) ▲

●Announce that the hunt has begun. (Success)

●Make them feel the terror of being hunted. (In Progress)

Make them feel the terror of being hunted.

That objective was still in progress.

Count Ascura.

It must mean my performance was lacking for that guy to feel terror.

As much as I realized my shortcomings, it was fully understandable.

Therefore…….

My vision turned to the repeatable quest.

─Train your weakened physical body. (Repeatable) ▲

●Run 20KM (In Progress)

●1,000 Push-ups (In Progress)

●500 Pull-ups (In Progress)

●300 Burpee Tests (In Progress)

I have to roll around again.

Besides, now that the raid on Count Ascura’s Rifts had begun.

I didn’t have time to spare.

Therefore, parallel execution was necessary.

Running parallel, using my body and brain at the same time.

A suitable research subject for that,

I witnessed with these two eyes today.

The Players who wielded weapons among the bandits.

Among them, the one who stood out the most.

As expected, was the Player holding swords in both hands.

I pictured her movements and moved my body.

『Granfel’s talent was not limited to just one thing.』

“However, no matter how urgent, cleaning up comes first.”

Clatter

……For now, I’ll finish washing the dishes before starting.

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The next day.

I could only be thankful for my tiring personality.

The urgent voice of the anchor flowing out from the speakers.

-We have breaking news that just came in. The collapse progress of the new Rifts created in Russia is……!