Chapter 220 – With My Own Two Eyes

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Translated by Heavenly Cat

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Commanding.

Not Ho-yeol, but commanding is correct.

To be exact, Ghost Iron was commanding the Zero Mountain Range.

The Ghost Iron I gripped and swung with my hands.

If you ask if there’s a reason I’m speaking as if it’s another house’s sword.

-Uhhaha! Good, try running wild even more violently. Oh wild!

Because it was severely embarrassing to reveal it was my sword.

Every single time I swing it, a word pours out.

If I could, I’d want to post a question on the community.

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Q. Are all ego equipments originally this talkative?
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Then an answer like this would probably come up.

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A. Ego equipment? Where in the world is such a thing lol
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What does that word mean?

Ultimately, it’s an unresolvable worry.

You’re asking couldn’t I just tell Ghost Iron to shut up?

I want to do that too.

But I should be able to.

“The wildness that did not yield until the end. You were honorable enough.”

This damned mouth!

As you can see, the aesthetics of Granfel and Ghost Iron were simply a match made in heaven. Thanks to that, the only one suffering in pain from both ends was me, Lee Ho-yeol.

Still, let’s think positively.

‘…It’s better than the old days.’

Around the time I had just awakened as a player.

Compared to the time I babbled on about etiquette education to mere gnolls.

Now I had a justification to make up an excuse even if someone caught me acting like this.

Why, even the mob I just defeated was a whopping level 700 monster.

[Name: Granfel Claudi Arpheus Romeo]

[Title: The Last Adventurer, Noble, Transcender]

[Class: Demon Hunter]

[Level: 601]

[Stats]

Strength: 141 / Agility: 139 / Mana: 517 / Luck: 12 / Aesthetic: High / Tenacity: 2

[Held Points: 0]

The added daily routine of a day.

It was already the fourth day of steadily hunting monsters in the Zero Mountain Range. Thanks to that, I broke through the level 600 wall and gained an additional level 1 increase. However, what was important wasn’t the level.

Capabilities more fundamental than a level.

How much I elevated the capabilities I possess.

I began putting more emphasis on that point.

Even in that sense, there was some progress in my own way.

To begin with, I didn’t use 『Magic』 as much as possible while facing monsters.

Because that itself was a balance collapse, wasn’t it?

A magic whose manifestation power was amplified by the effect of a Circle. Hunting monsters with a magic that had already reached the Transcender’s realm merely accumulated experience points meaninglessly.

“Efficiency is important in everything.”

Time is afternoon tea…

No, no, not this.

Is like gold.

Moreover, experience points could be procured from the Arcana Continent’s Quirenberg Machine Tower. As expected, inheritance is the best.

Thanks to that, from now on, hunting in reality wouldn’t merely stop at the objective of acquiring experience points.

Swish-

Not to mention the effort to refine the Incomplete Swift Swordsmanship.

Even marksmanship utilizing a crossbow.

Literally in various aspects.

Like a Demon Hunter.

That I focused on cultivating fundamental capabilities.

‘Because there’s also the possibility of developing it into Anomaly.’

Of course.

If players found out, it’s a raising method they couldn’t help but be astonished at.

They would probably say I was completely buying suffering.

If so, I shall answer.

“Sometimes there are things you can only see when you stroll slowly.”

I mean, there was no need to answer so overflowing with romance though…

-Those words are endlessly right. My master.

Don’t you agree with these words too, Gwicheol.

In any case, I called forth the biggest achievement of the past four days.

Hiel and Diend.

Because I could properly grasp the fighting power of the two in the time given after a long while.

I opened my mouth.

“Hiel, Diend.”

“Hiel answered the lord’s call.”

“Did you call, my lord.”

You know, there’s a saying that encountering your doppelganger means death.

Hiel, Diend, Gwicheol.

I faced as many as three clones of mine all together.

I feel like getting dizzy already, but let’s bear with it.

‘First of all, Diend is exactly as expected.’

I had never checked Diend’s fighting power with my own two eyes, but I was guessing his strength.

The darkness spirit Diend, who made Spirit Magic Studies Senior Peiyan’s contracted spirit, Fire Drake, nervous since his first appearance. It meant I expected him to be at least upper-spirit class.

‘But I had been overlooking Hiel.’

I will admit it, it was due to prejudice.

Because I knew Hiel’s past. So I overlooked it without realizing it. That Hiel would still be an existence with only a flashy outside like in the Predator’s Swamp.

‘Even when Hiel is capable of making an elf stop in their tracks.’

However, Hiel was undoubtedly an intrinsic spirit and an existence that received [Blessing of the First World Tree] alongside me.

Even if his {Nature} ability wasn’t specialized in combat, he was an existence ordinary monsters could not look down on.

That evidence was visible before my eyes.

All beast-type monsters were bowing their heads towards Hiel…! It wasn’t that those guys were docile.

Because even the [Warmonger Reindeer], a herbivore whose belligerence would make even wild beasts shudder, was mixed among them.

Therefore, to put it simply…

‘You educated them too, Hiel.’

Who do you take after, you wouldn’t fall short even if called a top star instructor.

Seeing Hiel like that, I slowly began to understand as well.

Why the Archmages inside the pointed hat shrank back at the sight of me.

‘Should I say I think I know the reason?’

Honestly, even I, the person concerned, was newly surprised.

The spirit who received the choice of the First World Tree, Hiel.

Gwicheol, who overwhelmed the Sword Saint.

Even Diend.

Even leaving aside myself, who was heavily bubbled.

If there was someone to handle those three at once?

One would have no choice but to flinch at that fact alone.

In that sense, it was endlessly reassuring.

So I shouldn’t have had anything to fear in this world.

At this moment, my mind could not be at peace.

“I preached my lord’s theory of etiquette to the animals of the forest.”

Because of Hiel, who now acts obnoxious on his own even if I don’t tell him to?

“I too shall emulate it, my lord.”

If not, because of Diend learning by watching that fuss?

-As expected…!

Or even if not that, because of Gwicheol marveling at even bizarre sceneries?

Yes, if it were ordinary times.

I would have complained of mental pain even from just this.

However, in my head right now.

A thought capable of turning these things into minor happenings had settled in.

That was right.

Because of the story Skal delivered to me.

To be exact, because of the news regarding the ‘Great Family’.

[Class Quest: Full Dragon Summons]

The old dragon shouted.

That the ‘Great Family’ had returned to the Arcana Continent.

All dragons desire to grasp the authenticity of the incident.

-Witness the dragons gathering on the continent. (Optional)

Skal had shared his Dragon Knight’s Class Quest with me.

The moment I saw that.

My vision grew dizzy.

『Great Family』

Because there was a setting that overlapped over that word.

『He was the heir to a great family, but the family fell to ruin at the hands of demons.

The sole survivor of the family, Granfel Claudi Arpheus Romeo, hereafter Granfel, came to walk the path of a Demon Hunter to get revenge on that demon.』

Why, among the many, many modifiers in the world.

Does it have to be a ‘great’ family?!

I thought as calmly and rationally as possible.

Claudi.

Just like Granfel.

It was a fictional family established by me, who suffered from 8th-grade syndrome.

It meant it couldn’t exist on the Arcana Continent.

‘It must be another family.’

More than anything else, wasn’t it said that the great family returned?

‘At least I’m successfully hiding my past and name up to now.’

My inner feelings trying to pull myself together.

Even so, my mind could not be put at ease entirely.

Because wouldn’t I still be experiencing it even now.

Granfel’s settings that brought and attached every good thing!

‘Of course, the scale is different though.’

Let’s see…

The settings of the Claudi family faintly come to mind.

To the point where I, who was crooked back in those days, attached the modifier ‘great’.

Simply put.

Next only to Granfel.

There were a full barrel of blushing settings, seriously.

…Truly, what if by any chance.

Those settings are realized?

What if the traces of the Claudi family remain on the Arcana Continent?

I will guarantee it.

At least I won’t be able to live with my head held high in the Arcana Continent.

So I shouldn’t even make such a thing happen.

Why, you ask?

[Granfel Claudi Arpheus Romeo]

I didn’t have the slightest intention of revealing this damned name.

Not only in the Arcana Continent.

But absolutely not in reality either.

‘Especially if my enemies ever found out, really…!’

So I declared to Skal.

-“I will not believe it until I confirm it with my own two eyes.”

That was not my intention, but.

The cold words that were unintentionally spouted out.

It was something to feel sorry for Skal, but I beg for your understanding.

This was a matter of life (death from embarrassment) after all!