YM778.TV Chapter 141 - I am not your father.
Chapter 141 - I am not your father.
My dummies were naked without any armaments, which made them the center of attention. They were unhappy with this, so they stared at me viciously. Well, everyone except Spirit C. I would give Spirit C special treatment later…
“Wh-what the hell?! What kind of monsters…
Seeing their Statuses, Luke turned pale and let out a frightened cry.
“I didn’t play around for seven years?
Shouldn’t an SSS-ranked Hero with thirty-three years of experience be able to do something like that? It made me nostalgic. The dummies gave up complaining to me and started to look up at Luke. From Spirit A to Spirit D, everyone had their say.
So this is what an ordinary Hero looks like.
The current generation is weak.
So our Master is great?
Huhu! Before him, he is simply nothing.
Normally only Heroes could view the skills of the others, but these were the exception since they had the “Old” race modifier.
? Type: Race
? Title: Old Spirit.
? Rank: Ancient.
? Ability 1: Gains specialization once (0/1).
? Ability 2: Avoids disappearing once (0/1).
? Ability 3: Avoids sealing once (1/1).
? Ability 4: Avoids death once (0/1).
? Ability 5: Changes race once (1/1).
? Feature 1: Easily recognizes traps.
? Feature 2: Easily recognizes betrayal.
? Feature 3: Recognizes skills easily.
? Race 1: Excellent adaptability.
? Race 2: Specializes in one attribute.
What unusual abilities. A one-time application instead of a permanent effect? It was good to have the ability to avoid death or suffering, but you never knew what the future held. Even if you were strong, if you died, then it would definitely be the end. Whether it was a mistake or a misunderstanding, if you die, you just lose everything. But here, you could avoid it three times!
Plus, if you were to use everything, you could even change your race! The fact that they could see the skills of others seemed to be the effect of trait three.
Hero! The hero has come!
Hurry up! Call the demons!
And call for reinforcements!
Those who would interfere with our conversation appeared.
Spirit C, deal with them.
Okay, Master.
In a past life, she was the companion and wife of the Hero Elf; after death, she became the golem of the Hero. Now she was a spirit. Spirit C raised her hands that were covering her chest.
And then she sang a song.
I praise the new life that I received from my Master~? I am so glad that I received a body with hot blood flowing~.â?¬
Snow-white energy gathered around Spirit C, which then spread in waves in different directions.
Aaah?!
Kaaak?!
Kyaak?!
The stronger the Dark Energy was, the stronger the pain inflicted grew. The weak demons, not understanding the reason why, simply disappeared in agony. Maximum effective cleansing…it didn’t matter if the birth rate of demons had increased. We had an Exorcist with Dark Energy Resistance (ZZ), Purification (Z), and Divinity (Z).
It was enough for Spirit C to sing a song to cause them all to begin to die out.
How is this possible…?
Saint C, whom Luke found on the northern continent, watched in disbelief. I had felt it already in the 1st playthrough, but Saint C was far more attractive than the mermaid called a hunter of men. Her hair was smooth and shiny as if it had been smeared with honey, and her breasts so big that I wanted to hold them for her. Her feline eyes oozed lust, and her swaying hips were beyond common sense.
Even the fact that she stood with her butt protruded a little gave her charm, unlike the one who always pretended to be cute. Saint C made me think not entirely about holy things. What a controversial Saint.
Ah! I forgot about my Saint.
We had compared the dummies enough. So it was time to put an end to the one called the Hero’s partner. I called for the one with whom I spent almost twenty years.
Hiplia.
Saint H appeared, flapping three pairs of wings. The teaching staff put all their heart and soul into the Festival of Heroes, and there was no one on the continents of Fantasy who could match her in appearance or efficiency. Of course, Saint C was also quite attractive, and some would say that she was more beautiful than Saint H.
However, if you surveyed a hundred people of different ages, then about seventy people would say that Saint H was better than Saint C. Saint H represented the standard of beauty. Nothing needed to be added or removed. And she had grown, too.
? Race: Draconic Angel
? Level: 999+
? Specialization: Holy (Faith → Resurrection ↑)
? Skills: Faith (Z), Divinity (Z), Taming (Z), Infinite (Z), Virtue (MAX) …
? Condition: Divine Dragon, Glee
…Hmm? This was different from what I knew. I raised Saint H to specialize in Demon Hunting, but her race changed, and Taming of Z-rank appeared. But it wasn’t an ordinary tamer, and what was this Divine Dragon that has appeared?
We see each other for the first time in seven years, Master.
Having greeted me, Saint H lowered herself to the ground and folded her wings. Hmm. What is the Divine Dragon?
Ah! As you ordered, I raised him. I hope you will like it. Come out.
And then a big green creature larger than a passenger plane suddenly appeared in the sky. He opened his mouth and roared.
“Greeeeee···!
This roar wasn’t ferocious but more like a joyful greeting. And the horns on his head weren’t sharp but somehow shapeless. In general, I didn’t like it. My ideal kind of dragon was the High Dragon of Oblivion, Noebius. As soon as his pitch-black body appeared in the sky, you immediately shuddered.
And this green…
“Is this dragon…Green Cake?”
I muttered, looking up at the sky. I didn’t want to belittle the merits of Saint H. Because no matter how hard the educator tried, still nothing could be done with his natural appearance. Saint H proudly replied.
Yes. This is Green Cake.
Oh my…
And this is the body of a seven-year-old premature dragon? He was giant, and his skills were questionable.
? Race: Saint Dragon
? Level: 999+
? Specialization: Hero (Experience 200%)
? Skills: Omnipotence (Z), Divinity (Z), Giftedness (Z), Massage (Z), Virtue (MAX) …
? Condition: Blood Oath, Anxiety
As if all talents were condensed. Although I didn’t understand why he had such a useless skill as Massage upgraded to transcendental, he proved to be incredible.
How did you raise him?
So after the 9th playthrough ended, he didn’t disappear?
I signed a blood contract with him. Because I am not separate and I always exist, I registered Green Cake as personal property for the festival and made it so that he wasn’t a creature of this world.
Skill Festival…
I thought it was useless, but you could use it like this. It was then.
Flop!
When I called the dummies, Luke’s condition worsened, but he completely lost heart after he saw Hiplia and Green Cake.
Hahaha…what have I been doing all these years?
You’re doing fine.
And these weren’t empty words. For seven years, he had found great success in traveling and having fun, like a student who started to study from the night before the day of the test. Luke didn’t do anything wrong; he just chose the wrong object for comparison.
Luke’s experience in the world of Fantasy was only eleven years. He was forcibly summoned to this world and spent four years defeating the Demon Lord, and it took him seven years to recertify. If you add them up, that was eleven. What about me?
Thirty-three years. I have been here three times longer. So it was natural that I was three times stronger than Luke.
?Correction: Kang Han Soo. I think you were wrong with that number and wanted to say 30,000.
Let’s not get into numbers, Miss Trainee!
Kang Han Soo! What are these companions?! There was nothing about them in the guide! Are they from the western continent that the Heroes avoid? Or the southern continent, where there are a lot of undeveloped lands? Is it the eastern continent full of secrets? Really! They aren’t from the central or northern continents, which I’m well aware of!
Luke began mumbling incoherently. After thinking for one second, I decided to slightly open the curtain. Nevertheless, thanks to his guide, I got a lot of information. This is my gratitude.
“Don’t you think our skills are weird?
Weird?
Why they gave them to us.
“If you don’t want to tell me where you got such companions, then you shouldn’t bother me with nonsense. God chooses us. Do you think it’s weird that producers will see a pretty girl on the street and turn her into a superstar?
I see…
His way of thinking was different from mine. Luke thought that he was special from birth, and that was why the God of the fantasy world chose him. When he got here and got those skills, he decided that it was a matter of course. Was this called elitism? Or cockiness…
Hmm! If you don’t want to tell, don’t! While you were away for seven years, I challenged the Demon Lord. I failed, and it took me four years to collect new companions. In three years, I will be even stronger than you are now!
Maybe.
I didn’t deny it. I knew it was silly and childish, but if Luke spent another twenty years here, he could become much stronger than me.
? Surprise: Kang Han Soo, you’re humble.
Miss Trainee, I’m serious. Kang Han Soo is an ordinary inhabitant of the Earth.
My parents were the president of the local tennis club each year, and my ancestors were ordinary farmers. My grades in school were average, and I didn’t have any sports achievements. I look like my father…
There were millions just like me.
If the God of Fantasy had kidnapped good humans without summoning social misfits, he would have produced many graduates with much better grades than me. I’m not that good.
If my mother had the skills of the fantasy world, she could use her racket to take over the entire universe.
Wasn’t it said that the pathetic First Hero was in control of the galaxy?
? Goosebumps: Kang Han Soo’s mother is such a great woman?!
Of course! She’s just incredible! I definitely want to introduce you to her.
? Confusion: W-What?! Our relationship isn’t so close yet…we need to spend another thousand years together to get to know each other better…this does not mean that I don’t want to! I just dream of becoming a good teacher, and Kang Han Soo is still a student…oh…
While I was having a mental conversation with her, Luke took his companions and left. He was about to challenge the Demon Lord once again, and when he saw me with these dummies, a sense of rivalry flared up in him. By the way…
Green Cake has grown a lot.
Seen from afar, it was like a huge mountain covered with green vegetation. Although compared to the King Dragon of Oblivion, he was the size of his claw, but for a seven-year-old dragon, it was quite large.
Master. Is there something you don’t like?
“It just bothers me that Green Cake is looking down on me.
I just didn’t like Green Cake’s innocent face, but I couldn’t tell that directly to Saint H, who raised him for seven years. She nodded.
Ah! Excuse me. Green Cake?
“Greee!
Flash!
Light enveloped the green lizard, and then it began to shrink. Little by little…
Ho…!
Green Cake transformed into a boy with flowing green hair. A sharp chin and huge eyes gave him the image of a sweet and innocent child wearing a green martial arts robe.
Grip.
Taking Saint H by the hand, he embarrassedly turned to me. Nice to meet you, father.
Father? What was this nonsense?
“I’m not your father.
I didn’t remember having such a son. If you wanted to be called my son, you must be the Dark Dragon or the Magic Dragon, making even demons and angels tremble in fear.