Chapter 39

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Translated by Jinmu

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Han-bit immediately opened the title list.

1 more line was added under the 55th Recorder title.

[The 55th Recorder]

The experience accumulated by the recorder is unlocked.

1. Proficiency in all experienced skills accumulates extremely fast. Performance receives an upward correction depending on the degree of experience.

2. Spirit affinities are all activated, and the effectiveness towards the spirit’s power leaps significantly.

3. Becomes free from the equip and use conditions of all items with prior usage experience.

(However, performance degradation due to stat differences is maintained, and its value is minimized.)

4. Locked (Keyword: NPC)

Reflecting on everything so far, he could guess what was possible.

‘Item’ which was written in the title’s un-unlocked keywords.

Considering the long life repeating 55 times, finding an item he had never used was harder.

He also knew the artisan’s crest engraved on the hilt of this greatsword far too well.

‘The weight is adequate too.’

He heard that when forcibly equipping a Strength-based weapon, penalties regarding weight also existed.

However, Han-bit’s title cleanly nullified that penalty.

Now, even if performance decreased, it wasn’t a problem.

If he could grasp and swing it, that was enough.

Whoosh-

[The Wind Spirit Sylph shows curiosity.]

A message popped up along with the wind gathering towards the greatsword.

Han-bit took his stance while gripping the greatsword with both hands.

“I hate things ending boringly though.”

Trigger letting out a short lament.

Twirling his dagger, he asked as if finding it pathetic.

“Should I at least give you a cheap sword? Wanna fight with that?”

“Why is your tongue so long? Shut up and just come at me.”

“Hah, so you’re the type to act stubborn.”

Trigger sighed as if he was genuinely disappointed.

Then adjusting his grip on the dagger, he said.

“It’s no fun now. Just die.”

Tap-!

He kicked off his feet and instantly narrowed the distance.

Clack-!

Watching the movement, Han-bit jammed the greatsword into a crack in the floor.

And using the hilt to support himself, he leaped upwards.

Swoosh-!

Trigger’s dagger brushing past by a hair’s breadth.

Using his speed, he stepped on the wall and pursued.

Han-bit’s incantation was spat out at the same time.

“Fire Burst!”

Boom-!

The fireball that flew straight ahead immediately exploded.

However, Trigger blocked it by crossing his 2 daggers.

‘He’s using something quite good.’

A good weapon could be used sufficiently for defensive purposes too.

Especially the blue light emitted by that dagger brought one material to mind.

Mana steel, which increases mana conductivity.

It was exactly an item Han-bit needed.

“That just now wasn’t bad.”

Trigger’s enthusiasm, which had cooled down, rose again.

A sight solely hoping for the joy of battle rather than the request he received.

Such blind emotion was perfect for exploitation.

Creak-

Han-bit drew out the greatsword planted in the ground.

He felt the sensation of the wind surrounding it.

“I’m telling you you can’t use it? It’ll break even against my daggers.”

“We won’t know until we try.”

Ignoring the warning, Han-bit stepped back and fully set up his posture.

It was to prevent him from noticing the gathering wind.

“Fine. Let me destroy that first.”

Giving up on persuasion, Trigger nodded his head.

His conclusion was that he had to destroy the greatsword for the sake of fun.

Swoosh-

Changing his stance, he put his weight on his back foot.

And kicking off his foot, he charged in a straight line.

Unlike his attacks until now, this was a movement solely focusing on power.

Reading that timing, Han-bit kicked his feet forward.

Tap-!

“I’m telling you that won’t work!”

Trigger sneered at Han-bit shifting to the offensive by swinging the greatsword.

Rotating his body and carrying momentum, he strongly performed a horizontal slash with the daggers in both hands.

Clang-!

The attacks aimed at each other’s blades collided with a sharp sound.

Screeech-!

An unpleasant noise rang as the blades of the twin daggers and the greatsword scraped against each other.

A brief contest of strength.

With a fascinated expression, Trigger strongly pushed his opponent away.

Tap-!

Using that force, Han-bit backed off.

Trigger soon followed after him again.

Clang-! Clang-!

The two swinging daggers crossed and flew in at an incredibly fast speed.

At a glance, it was the sight of Han-bit driven to the defensive.

However, his eyes were calm.

Tap tap-!

Every time Trigger’s twin daggers charged in, Han-bit stepped back seemingly intentionally getting pushed back.

A distance maintained narrowly by blocking the attacks at exact timings.

The battle that seemed like it would be one-sided did not easily reach a conclusion.

– That attack speed is crazy. Lol.

– But how is he blocking those.

– Black Dragon, slip up and you’ll get sliced instantly.

– For starters, why is he using the greatsword perfectly?

– Huh?

– F*cking bug.

‘What on earth is he doing?’

Trigger thought while pouring out his offensive.

Because there wasn’t even a single crack on the greatsword that should have surely broken easily.

Even more strange, his barrage of attacks was failing to create any effective hits.

Whoosh-

While the offense and defense continued.

The wind grew stronger on the greatsword held in Han-bit’s hands.

Trigger, who was close by, also sensed the anomaly.

“You think I’ll let you use it?”

Tap-!

As if trying to strike first, he kicked off the ground and burrowed in one step further.

Whoosh-!

As if waiting for it, Han-bit instead moved forward and widely slashed upwards with the greatsword.

“Ugh!”

Trigger twisted his body and dodged the attack at the sudden large motion.

However.

Whoosh-!

The greatsword held in Han-bit’s hand was hurled directly into the air.

“…?”

Trigger paused at the action deviating from common sense.

Meanwhile, Han-bit approached right before his nose.

“In vain!”

Trigger thrust his dagger at a rapid speed.

Han-bit, reading the movement in advance, lightly tilted his head to dodge the attack.

And grabbing the bastard’s arm and shoulder, he kicked off his feet.

Thud-!

It was a situation that occurred so fleetingly it was almost hard to react quickly enough.

Trigger belatedly tracked Han-bit, who leaped up using him as a support, with his eyes.

Thud-!

Han-bit grabbed the hilt of the greatsword falling from the sky with both hands.

Stabilizing his posture, he immediately smashed the sword downwards.

“Crazy…!”

It was already too late to dodge.

Wide-eyed Trigger urgently took a defensive stance crossing his two daggers.

Clang-!

A roar echoed from the touching blades.

That moment.

Whoosh-!

An immense gust of wind engulfed Trigger’s body.

“Ugh!”

He backed away as if shaking it off from the immense shock weighing down his body.

Meanwhile, Trigger ended up losing his grip on one of the weapons held in his left hand.

“It’s good as expected.”

Han-bit’s voice, who had somehow landed on the ground, could be heard.

Lifting his gaze, he saw his dagger held in his hand.

He had switched it with the greatsword he was swinging just until now.

“… You’re holding a bound weapon?”

Trigger widened his eyes at the incomprehensible situation.

That dagger crafted through a quest was bound to him.

Let alone using it, it should be normal for another player to not even be able to hold it in their hand.

– ?

– Bound?

– How is he holding it?

– Now this is a bug.

– For real lol This is a bug right.

– Everyone, please quickly praise Sylph too.

– Cute.

– Spirits are indeed OP.

The equally shocked viewers were convinced this time it was truly a bug.

For those who don’t know the title’s effect, it was an inevitable reaction.

“There’s something up with spirits, huh?”

Trigger in agony reached a single conclusion.

An attack ignoring the stat penalty.

The wind intervening there wasn’t a coincidence.

The Wind Spirit’s skill obtained by Black Dragon nullified the equipment’s stat penalty.

If it were the power of a spirit that hasn’t been properly known yet, there was a possibility it could even affect the binding requirements.

“This is completely OP, isn’t it?”

He laughed as if this situation was entertaining, as if he was dumbfounded.

Then he took up his stance again.

“I don’t know what else you’re hiding… but let’s keep going!”

Boom-!

Black smoke generated along with an explosion surrounded Han-bit.

Slip-

Instantly, a presence felt from behind.

Simultaneously, Trigger appeared from within the smoke.

Swoosh-!

Han-bit, who was focusing on his senses, tilted his body slightly backward.

Then Trigger’s dagger slicing through the empty air before his eyes.

Passing by in a flash, he vanished into the smoke again.

– Rank 4 skill *shiver*

– So freaking fast.

– So OP.

– As expected, an assassination skill.

– Heading out to unlock that route instantly.

‘It’s a bothersome technique though.’

The technique Trigger uses is tricky to counter.

Because even a single mistake could lead to death.

Swoosh-!

Zip-!

Trigger continuously flying in from within the smoke.

However, those attacks failed to even graze Han-bit’s collar.

– ?

– How is he dodging?

– He’s not getting hit even once;

The viewers were amazed at him dodging the attacks, but it was also a given outcome.

‘A few years isn’t enough.’

Assassination requires completely hiding both presence and murderous intent.

However, Trigger couldn’t meet those conditions.

Even if he learned the skill through the game system, he probably lacked the time to reach mastery.

Zip-!

Swoosh-!

Attacks quietly raging on despite the situation not flowing as planned.

If it were an ordinary person, they would have made at least a small noise mixed with dissatisfaction.

Looking at that sight and those movements, didn’t he go through his own trials and training over and over?

Tap-

Footsteps were heard once again.

Han-bit, immediately reacting, adjusted his grip on the dagger in his hand.

And the moment the bastard’s body slipped out of the fog.

He slashed down with the sword putting all his strength.

Slash-!

“Ugh!”

An attack precisely hitting the right shoulder.

The shock of getting hit by his own sword was not light.

It was a weapon crafted by pouring that much time and money.

Sss-

The fog, its effect duration ending, gradually began to clear.

Trigger, who quickly retreated backward, was standing holding only a single dagger.

‘He doesn’t even drink a potion.’

The pierced shoulder was still in an unrecovered state.

It was because the flame in his eyes overflowing with confidence had not yet extinguished.

“Fun.”

Despite the situation heavily leaning towards defeat, Trigger smiled curling up the edges of his mouth.

– ?

– Cool kid pretending not to care;

– Fun (While getting absolutely crushed)

– He’s a crazy bastard so it is fun indeed. Lol.

Viewers hurled mockery at the reaction unsuited for the situation.

However, Trigger had a face that genuinely looked like he’s having fun.

“Let’s go again!”

Tap-!

Holding the dagger in his left hand, he kicked the ground again, narrowing the distance.

A dark aura was swaying around his body.

Swish-!

He spun his body around, adding power to the attack.

Reading the trajectory, Han-bit deflected with the dagger in place.

Screeech-!

The swords clashing head-on let out a sharp noise.

And Han-bit’s twisted dagger slid towards the bastard’s left shoulder blade.

Stab-!

“…!”

Trigger’s left shoulder pierced through just like that.

Han-bit, without letting go of the dagger, continued to push with force.

Thump-!

The pushed Trigger slammed his back against the nearby wall.

“What exactly are you?”

No signs of bewilderment were visible.

It just looked like a genuine question out of sincerity.

“What do you mean what. A player.”

“Well, you wouldn’t reveal it anyway.”

At the roughly thrown answer, Trigger quietly closed and opened his eyes.

Squinting at the embedded dagger, he said.

“Do you know what’s good about games? It’s that you don’t feel pain.”

Twist-

Trigger twisting his body with an unpleasant sound.

Instantly, the moment his left shoulder separated, he leaped backward.

Gulp-

Taking out a potion from his inventory, Trigger quickly swallowed the liquid.

His right shoulder, which was a relatively minor injury, could be seen recovering.

“Let’s go again.”

Tap-!

Trigger holding the dagger kicked off his feet again and charged.

An attack rapidly thrust towards the neck.

However, his right hand was endlessly insufficient to face Han-bit.

Swish-!

Han-bit lightly evaded the attack and burrowed under Trigger’s left shoulder.

Twisting his body, he plunged the dagger straight towards the bastard’s chest.

Stab-!

“Crazy…”

Trigger, his heart pierced, widened his eyes.

Sss-

Trigger’s body blurring along with the short remark.

Right before he completely disappeared, he saw his expression.

He was smiling as if he found it even more interesting than before.