I Reincarnated as a Hero
Chapter 9 – Growth of Heroes (1)
(Magic can't hurt Me .. Koohk!?)
It suffered under its magic earlier, yet it retorted with the same stupid answer! Of course, Artpe would not directly apply his Magic to the Skeleton, which was twice his level!
Magic appeared as if it had been pushed out of the confines of Artpe's body, and he focused on one of the daggers embedded in the Skeleton Warrior. He focused on the blade embedded within the elbow joint of the arm that held the shield. Hyper rubbing is focused on the blade, and it causes great friction! Artpe was worried that the other swords would fall from the tremors caused by the intense friction, so he had to concentrate his strength.
(A mere trick is capable of tampering ..).
“I can't hear you. That trick broke your broad forehead. Why don't you talk a little louder! ”
(Goo-ohhhhhhh!)
The Skeleton Warrior reacted violently, and it began to move. Finally, Artpe got the reaction he wanted. The elbow joint has received a large amount of stimulation from rubbing, and when the force of violent movement is added to the mixture, the bones begin to emit an unpleasant sound.
There was a noise, and his arms were bent backwards in a strange angle!
(I'm Skull! Ordinary bones will not be .. Koohk!?)
“You keep following the same pattern to be surprised. Aren't you bored with that? ”
This was beyond the frictional force that emerged from the dagger. The Skeleton Warrior used its immense power to move its arms. In the end, it surpassed the threshold of abuse that the combined could take. The joint was completely shattered as the heavy shield and the arm holding it fell into the Dungeon passageway!
(Koo-ahhhhhhh!)
“You're amazing, Artpe!”
“Give me more compliments!”
“Excellent! You are truly amazing! ”
He never suspected Hyper Rubbing could be used to cause damage to monsters! The fact that it can cause an incredible amount of friction is no joke. He had manifested magic by using weapons as a medium, and the Skeleton Warrior was unable to resist attacks using Mana Resistance. Artpe can attack using friction!
He had learned Hyper Rubbing not too long ago, so he was not adept at using spells. This is why it takes a long time to achieve the desired effect. However, if he became proficient in using this Magic later on, he would be able to achieve ludicrous results!
“Of course, I will achieve better results faster if I learn another spell during that time!”
Artpe grumbled as he once again focused his Hyper Rubbing on a specific target. He put away the shield, so it was time to smash the sword-wielding arm! He ran out of Mana, but if he could crush both arms, he was confident they could win against him. Artpe did not hold back as he used all of his spare power to command his magic.
(Goo-oooooh ....!)
As expected, the Skeleton Warrior realized what Artpe was trying to do, but it could not retreat. The anger that enveloped his body refused to fade. What's to be done? What would let him kill that shitty brat?
The Skeleton Warrior thought hard about the situation. After the pain of his choices, one answer emerged. He watched the boy do it over and over again. The Skeleton Warrior thought it could mimic what the boy was doing.
“Yes, you're fine. You have to move that arm more …. ”
(Death man!)
“Artpe!”
Artpe has focused on using the Hyper Rubbing mantra. The Skeleton Warrior exerted all of its anger. At the same time, Maetel moved to tap Artpe.
“Gg-oooooooh.”
(Koo-ahhhhhh! Fucking humans! Damn humaaaaaan!)
Wahng!
Accompanying the sound of explosions, a huge sword was embedded into the Dungeon's entrance steps. It was none other than the sword of the Skeleton Warrior bastard.
“Koo, ah ..”
“Maetel?”
Maetel groans. The Skeleton Warrior had thrown the bastard's sword with all its might. The sword slammed into his back. His armor had been completely torn, and to make matters worse, it left a wound on his back.
“Damn, Maetel! Maetels! ”
He never expected an enemy without the Throw skill to throw his sword at him! He put his full trust in the ability of Read All Creation. The mistake in his judgment almost cost him his life.
He had displayed a recklessness that fit his title as the weakest of the Four Sky Kings! If Maetel was a bit late, Artpe would have lost his life.
“Let me see your wound. Hurry on! ”
“Ah. Oohk .... ”.
Artpe blamed his stupidity when he saw Maetel's wounds. A well-placed wound on the back can hinder a person's movement. Fortunately, that's not the case. If he leveled up several times along with regular rest, his body would return to its pure state. It seemed that Maetel was also aware of this fact, so her face was not overcast at all. He had a bright smile on his face.
“I'm fine, Artpe …. I'm glad Artpe wasn't hurt. ”
“You fool....”.
When Artpe realized that Maetel wasn't hurt too badly, he really felt relieved, and he also felt a strange feeling.
If he died, it would be a huge blow to his dream of living a peaceful life. However, the feeling he felt was caused by something else. Artpe shook such a foolish thought as he raised his head.
He looked at the Skeleton Warrior in front of him. It was a rampage from Buff type Rage. His white bones were already completely flushed.
The arm holding the shield was on the ground, and the other arm also fell when it could not withstand the shock. The bastard went berserk as he threw his body forward, but there was an invisible wall blocking it. It blocked his progress forward, no matter how trying to pass on.
(Gg-oooooooooh! Gg-oooooooooh!)
“Iya nih...”.
If Maetel was not injured, he would have finished off the Skeleton Warrior. However, the main priority at the moment was to raise his level, so that he could recover. Of course, Artpe had done most of his work, so not much EXP went to Maetel. However, this EXP was from killing extremely strong opponents. A small portion of the EXP would still be enough to raise its level!
“Hoo-ooh, hoo-ooh ….. Alright. I'll do it.”
Maetel gasped when she woke up. He was about to take out his rusty sword, but his gaze was pointed backwards as he looked towards the bastard sword embedded in the stairs. He hesitated before he approached the bastard's sword. He was extracting it with both hands.
It was made of heavy metal, and magical energy had been used to produce swords. It was a very heavy sword. However, he swung it easily.
(Humans.).
“I'm Sorry. I can't beat you in a fair fight. However, I can kill you now, so I'll kill you. ”
He had taken out the enemy weapon, yet he had fully taken that weapon from just swinging it once or twice. Maetel glared at the Skeleton Warrior as she spoke. It was almost like he was saying words.
“I will win and kill anyone to protect Artpe. Because I...”.
He pulled the sword hilt to his chest. He continued to grip tightly as he slightly bent his knees. He leaned his upper body forward.
The Skeleton Warrior raised its legs slightly to face him. Maetel used the burning pain from her back as an initial signal. He kicked the ground.
“Because of Me! I'm hero! ”
(Koo-ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!)
As he let out a short shout, the sword split the air. His sword struck right where Artpe's dagger was embedded in his skull. The sword cut through the skull, and he broke all his ribs.
If the Skeleton Warrior was in its normal state, it could counter its attacks. However, the attack was too much for the current Skeleton Warrior. After his body was crushed by the sword, he twitched as if he wanted to fight back. However, the Skeleton Warrior came to a complete stop.
(Gooh, ah …. Ah, uh. Me ... is .. is that so?)
Surprisingly, the split Skeleton started to say something.
(The will in the unshakable blade has awakened me from my mist ..).
“Mmm. What....?”
(That's right, young hero. Those who run away and never come back are called cowards. However, the one who will eventually win is the hero. You win in a fair or foul way. You have exercised your faith to protect With my death, I will open the entrance that will lead to the glory of the heroes.)
“What does Skeleton say ...?”
Artpe was puzzled when asking a question, but the Skeleton Warrior no longer opened its mouth. The magical energy from his body was drained upon entering Artpe and Maetel. Their magical energy increased, and EXP was shared. Battle over.
“Hey, wait a minute. If you have something to say to us then you should talk more. ”
Artpe immediately stood up, and he tried to look at the Skeleton Warrior with the ability to Read All of its Creations. At that moment, his body was eroded. It left behind a huge cracked steel shield, a Red Bone glove, and some bones that refused to be eroded. These bones had too much Magical energy to immediately erode.
However, a truly shocking event began afterwards. When the Skeleton Warrior actually left, the Dungeon began to tremble fiercely. After killing the Skeleton Warrior, Maetel slowly relaxed, but now her eyes were round as she dashed towards Artpe.
“Artpe. The Underground Prison is … ..! ”
“Wait a minute. It didn't collapse. There were times when Dungeons underwent changes as one fulfilled certain conditions. So now this …. ”
He would only beat up a dead horse by repeating the fact that the Dungeon was hiding something. Perhaps, this Underground Prison might be beyond Artpe's expectations. Something very big might exist within the Dungeon.
If so, what should he do? Should they back off? Or should they move forward, while accepting the risk? If he did not see Maetel get hurt, he would not hesitate. He was going forward, but Artpe couldn't do that anymore.
“Come away, Artpe.”
At that moment, Maetel realized that she was hesitating, so she spoke to him.
“I want to be stronger. If there comes a time when we have to escape, we will run and win later. However, if possible, I want to win without running away. ”
“Maetel ....”.
“That's why I want to be stronger.”
Are these really the words spoken by a 12 year old girl? Artpe shut his mouth from astonishment, but he confirmed his determination as he saw the unshakable light within Maetel's eyes.
Currently, he did not repeat the words he heard from others. He didn't just speak childishly. His experience within the Dungeon was indeed short, but a lot had happened during that time. It seemed that he had found a purpose, and he wanted to practice it.
This was the change Artpe wanted to see in him.
“... yes, let's go. No matter what comes up, we will defeat him. Let's get everything we can out of the Dungeon. ”
“Iya nih!”
Read All Creation ability is not perfect, but it is the power closest to perfection. If he combines his abilities with a talent that almost resembles the cheat Maetel, they are the perfect match. They were perfect a moment ago, and they will be perfect in the future. There is no reason why they should not move forward.
His beliefs were unfounded, but he was aware of this fact. Artpe did not hesitate. He roughly tidied Maetel's hair. He showed no signs of pain from his wounds. Artpe once again nodded, then spoke.
“Before we do that, let's collect our spoils.”
“Iya nih!”
The reward is more important than the battle! The heroes grew tremendously in materialistic possession.
