Chapter 9 – Unfortunately (1)

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Translated by Heavenly Cat

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I could guess the reason.

‘As expected……. Is [Skill] and 『Magic』 different?’

I felt a sense of disparity when I manifested Ignition.

Even if there was a difference in the acquisition process, in the end, Ignition was a skill.

If I became able to manifest it, it meant Ignition should have been created in my skill list.

However, my skill list was still simple.

』Skill』

Natural Enemy

Silver Mastery

Marksmanship Mastery

Simultaneous Fire

Exorcism Ritual

It was the same when I manifested other magic.

That experience and the experience now.

From there, I arrived at a single hypothesis.

[Skill] and 『Magic』 are completely different concepts.

When I put those two on a different line, I understood.

‘Just how much time and effort did it take to manifest a mere Ignition magic?’

I don’t know exactly, but…….

I could tell just one thing, that it didn’t fit the setting.

The chuunibyou-like setting of Granfel, that said he could immediately manifest magic just by looking at it.

I opened my mouth.

“Indeed, there was good reason to do so.”

This time it was not a defense mechanism.

[Skill] and 『Magic』, which are completely different.

Since I was trying to understand a skill by looking at it as magic, it was natural that it took that much effort.

Because I was trying to do what couldn’t be done, my head felt like it was going to split!

‘……But I succeeded in manifesting a skill by changing it into magic, right?’

In that sense, the setting of being the greatest genius in the history of the Claudi family seemed to have been overlaid as is.

I looked at the Portal.

Indeed, it was different from when I was watching skills on NetTube.

I didn’t even need a pen and paper.

The processes up to 『Exploration』 and 『Interference』 were drawn in my head.

A magic of a far higher state that could not be compared to Ignition, 『Portal』.

I had the feeling that I could really manifest that high-tier magic.

Of course, to manifest it would require a massive amount of magic power.

For now, I wouldn’t even be able to attempt it.

However, just learning that fact was enough.

I moved my gaze and looked around the panoramic view of the Mage Tower.

I will probably stop by here often in the future, huh?

If I could do as I wished, I wanted to grab a passing Mage NPC and make a request.

To show me some magic.

Not something too difficult, but step by step starting from lower-tier magic.

Of course, there is no way the haughty residents of the Mage Tower would grant my request.

Furthermore, I know that now is not the time for that.

─Hunt vampires. (In Progress) ▲

●Announce that the hunt has begun. (In Progress)

“I do not need teachings from you.”

……On top of that, there is no way this noble pride would tolerate the action of requesting.

Unless it was a command maybe.

Truly, it is a tiring personality.

I soon walked in through the Portal.

Click

With a swaggering walk without equal.

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Whoosh

……Damn it, as expected, it’s cold.

In the mental state of packing green tea tea bags, I should have packed some hot packs at least!

It was a cold where I wanted to cross my arms as they were and even stomp my feet.

However, this is the body that does not even make requests.

There was no way I could do such a degrading action.

I walked perfectly fine with legs that felt like they would quiver at any moment.

As my vision changed, what I saw was a dense forest.

A large crowd had already gathered there.

“Yes! I am currently out here in Russia, in front of the new Rift.”

The reporters of the media companies.

“Now then, I will enter the Rift that you older brothers want. Which number?”

NetTuber Players.

“How is the situation. Are you okay? Yeah, the video is broadcasting well.”

Even guilds that set up outside camps.

Indeed, it was a sight that showed the attention pouring on Count Ascura’s Rift at a glance.

For now, I should say the majority were competitors.

Anyway, my quest objective was to hunt vampires.

A competition with guilds and Players that fly and crawl.

To be honest, defeating Count Ascura before them would be an impossible task.

Not to mention numbers, our levels also had an incomparable difference.

However, I had an abundance of confidence.

Please let this confidence be grounded confidence…….

I hoped, and took a step toward the nearest Rift.

“Ah, wait a minute.”

“?”

“Excuse me! Let’s keep some business ethics.”

What stopped me was a certain man.

A man with an impressive round face.

The man was holding a tripod with a camera connected to it in his hand.

It’s a NetTuber.

The man looked me up and down.

“There’s no way I wouldn’t remember this level of face……. You’re a rookie, right? Your concept is fresh. Well, a salaryman in a Rift, is it that kind of concept? Anyway. I’m going to review this Rift, so find another one. Shoo, shoo.”

A rookie NetTuber with a salaryman concept, huh.

It’s hard to refute?

It’s definitely possible that my outfit looks like that.

First of all, no matter who looks at me, I don’t look like a Player who came to clear a Rift.

But look properly.

Am I holding a camera like you, sir.

Even though I wanted to answer like that, I couldn’t.

“Move.”

“Wh, what?!”

“I have no patience left right now.”

A voice colder than the bitter wind of Russia.

That was the kindest way I could express my feelings of ‘I am so cold I cannot endure it.’

“Yo, older brothers, you saw that, right? I’m telling you, rookies these days have absolutely no manners?! Yes? Just looking at his face, you say I’m unconditionally in the wrong? No, older sister! Even you say it like that…….”

Leaving the flustered man behind, I stood in front of the Rift.

[Outskirts of the Territory]

[Recommended Level: Lv.240~270]

[Collapse Progress: 9.7%]

My current level is 67.

A whopping 200 levels short of the Recommended Level.

In front of such a Rift, I only had one thought.

Inside the Rift, I might be able to escape this cold…….

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Guild Rank 32nd, Berserker.

Guild Master, Leoni Bellucci, scrunched her pale glabella.

“Fuck, seriously what is this?”

Currently, Leoni was Level 348.

She was a Ranker positioned in the top 100 Player Rankings.

Fitting for that position, Leoni had a lot of experience.

However, this Rift was different from anything up until now.

Truly, it felt like shit.

Leoni swung her twin swords.

Slash

Even though she clearly cut its leg.

That wolf with bright red pupils didn’t flinch in the slightest.

“You mutt!”

Swish, swish, swish

Sword strikes pouring out endlessly from the twin swords!

Soon, the wolf collapsed.

It was a matter of course.

[Bloodstained Wolf: Lv.230]

A whopping difference of 100 levels.

Since a mere Level 230 monster couldn’t possibly handle her attack power.

Leoni checked the system message.

She definitely took it down, and she definitely received experience points.

But, what is this uncomfortable feeling?

“……Hey guys. Is it just me?”

Leoni showing a serious expression.

However, even that serious face didn’t suit her current background.

An adorable face that could even pull off a haphazardly cut orange bobbed hair.

A slender skeletal structure.

Just going by her appearance, who would be able to guess?

That this was the Master of the Berserker Guild.

“What is it this time.”

“Our big sister is pretending to be sharp again, again?”

“I’m seriously not scared at all.”

Because of that, the guild members showed heartwarming smiles.

Partly because her face was cute, but.

Considering how she usually pretended to be sharp, Leoni’s intuition wasn’t usually very good.

Of course, this heartwarming atmosphere never lasted long.

“No, fuck. I’m telling you it feels fucking uncomfortable?!”

The moment she opens her mouth, could there be anyone else in the world who ruins their image this much?

It wasn’t a joke, but a shocking reversal even if they saw it every day.

The guild members let out sighs.

“……Yeah. This is how our big sister should be.”

“But what feels uncomfortable? Why, because the raid is too easy?”

“Looks like her shitty intuition is triggering.”

Leoni tightly raised her fist.

“No, it being easy is obvious! You punks! Look at our level.”

“Big sister. Even if we can’t watch our words, let’s not resort to violence, us.”

“Shove your nagging. No, have you guys seen a mob like this before?!”

Smack

Leoni kicked the wolf sprawled on the ground.

“These guys don’t show a single sign of being in pain until they die.”

“Well, isn’t that just because they’re demons?”

“You punks. Is this our first time hunting demons? Didn’t you hear the Imps screaming?”

……Wait a minute, now that she mentioned it, that was really true.

The 30 elite members of the Berserker Guild inclusive of Leoni.

They entered the [Outskirts of the Territory] Rift and continued hunting for approximately 3 hours.

In that process, they probably defeated tens of [Bloodstained Beasts] and [Bloodstained Bandits]…….

“……Did you guys hear them scream or whimper?”

Looking back, they really hadn’t heard a single sound.

When the guild members didn’t reply, Leoni shrugged her shoulders.

“It feels uncomfortable either way. There’s something up with these bastards.”

“So what is that something.”

“No, fuck. How the hell am I supposed to know that.”

“Big sister, now that you mention it, it’s definitely strange, but……. Still, wouldn’t it be nothing special? Most importantly, it’s certain that we defeated them and obtained experience points.”

“That is true, but. I’m telling you I have an intuition?!”

There’s a reason the guild’s ranking is always teetering right above or below 30th.

The prestige of the Master in our guild has fallen to the floor.

“Seriously, what do you see me as…….”

It was the moment Leoni was about to express anger that wouldn’t even work.

From the forest far away.

-Yelp, yelp!

That sound could be heard.

“……!”

It was faint, but it sounded like an animal whimpering.

Instantly, gazes poured onto Leoni.

“……Hey, what’s with that ‘I knew it’ look in your eyes?!”

Do you know how many Players entered the Rift.

It could be sounds coming from them…….

-Aww, awoooooo!

However, the pitiful howling that followed drove a wedge into it.

This time, words popped out instead of looks.

“I knew it.”

“As expected, this is how our big sister should be.”

“Ah fuck. What went wrong and where this time?”

Why are they whimpering and howling?

Her heart felt half wronged and half curious.

Leoni led the guild members and headed toward the place where the sound came from.

“It’s better to group up anyway, isn’t it? Regardless, we’re in the position of raiding the Rift together.”

In fact, [Outskirts of the Territory] was a Rift no different from a warm-up.

Even if Demon race monsters appeared, guilds that participated in this expedition wouldn’t have a hard time clearing it.

The full-scale competition begins after clearing all the Outskirts Rifts.

Starting from the [Territory of the Count] Rift.

“……Just what kind of bastards are they.”

To make those reticent guys howl in terror?

Leoni picked out a few expected candidates.

‘For now, Shining and Gaon are excluded. Because we avoided them.’

Rank 1st and 5th.

What else would happen besides a shrimp bursting during a tap of a whale’s tail if we bumped into those two guilds?

With that thought, the Berserker Guild entered a Rift far away from them.

If so, there were not many candidates left.

“Just by looking, it’ll be either Second Sun or Bohemian. One of the two.”

But as I said.

Leoni’s intuition wasn’t very good.

“……?”

In the place they arrived chasing the cries, there was no such thing as a guild.

There was only a single man there.

However, the appearance of that man didn’t suit the background as much as Leoni.

A suit outfit wasn’t enough, he was fully equipped with dress shoes as well.

But what was most ridiculous.

Was the fact that a teacup was held in that man’s hand.

Moring, moring

The rising steam.

A teacup that looked warm just looking at it.

But strangely enough.

The man’s appearance didn’t look unnatural in the slightest.

Even though it didn’t suit the background.

A relaxed atmosphere was flowing out from that man.

His appearance looked as if he was enjoying tea time.

Gulp

“……What the hell is that crazy bastard doing?”

At that heterogeneous scenery, Leoni swallowed her dry saliva.

The man spoke to that Leoni.

“Unfortunately.”

With an extremely resolute voice.

“I have no tea to serve to you.”

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It’s warm.

The chill is finally disappearing.

Now that I have learned the preciousness of tea time.

I had no choice but to cherish the green tea tea bag in my inner pocket.

Therefore.

Gulp

It means I have none to give even if you pretend to be thirsty.

─Hunt vampires. (In Progress) ▲

●Announce that the hunt has begun. (Success)

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