Chapter 63 – Anomalies (5)

H&A is an RPG game.

Although I’ve been playing H&A for a long time, I’ve played the RPG genre itself for a lot longer than that.

And there are a few chronic diseases that any core user of the RPG genre has.

For example, obsessive-compulsive disorder where you have to turn around from the starting position to see if there is anything missing.

An obsessive compulsion to talk to every NPC that can be talked to.

And before entering the final battle, there is an obsessive compulsion to complete all subquests.

… Looking at it like this, why do RPG users look like obsessive-compulsive patients?

Anyway, one of the chronic obsessions of these RPG users is to stock up on potions.

This is also related to the bizarre compulsion of saving potions with good performance, but not using them even in the final battle because they cherished them too much.

Gold increases exponentially towards the latter half of the play. However, the shop festival items have long since graduated.

In the end, in order to get better equipment, you have to complete nogada or high-difficulty quests.

At that point, potions are essential because you have to fight anyway, whether it’s labor or a high-difficulty quest.

However, good potions should be saved, so you end up buying potions that you can buy in stores in bulk.

After all, gold is plentiful.

If you buy a lot of potions every time you visit a store like that, and buy each type repeatedly, saying you don’t know what kind of problems might arise….

At some point, even if you are not preparing for a high-difficulty quest, you will find yourself stocking up on all kinds of consumables to the limit.

H&A’s inventory can stack up to 100 items of the same type, so it’s easy to stock up on them in bulk.

What… I don’t think it’s something that people who haven’t played RPGs can relate to.

“Damn, how many potions did you buy?! Even all of them are senior level or higher!”

“Because I’m the type who values ​​household medicine a bit.”

“This is not at the level of household medicine! Supplies!”

Looking at the pile of potions piled up at her feet, Elisha screamed out loud, forgetting even her usual title of honor.

She dropped the rest of the potion, forcibly suppressing the laughter that was about to spill out of her at the sight of her appearance, which she could not normally see.

“It’s the recovery potion you just bought.”

Clattering.

“Required vitality potion.”

Clattering.

“There is also a mana potion.”

Clattering.

“Oh, and the detoxification potion and the antiparalysis potion I prepared just in case. There are also guys who use poison.”

The snake I met for the first time, or the duck or raccoon dog I met last was like that.

It took a while for me to recall the bizarre double body.

Seeing the colorful potion bottles rolling around, Elisha started patting her on the shoulder.

“Uh, where did you get a potion like this… ? No, if you put this amount into the subspace pocket in the first place, there’s no room for anything else!”

“Well… That’s it. It’s originally a secret….”

Into Elisha’s long ear, she whispered that, in fact, this was not a subspace pouch, but the power of the gods obtained while raiding the dungeon.

The same thing as the lie I told Carla the other day.

In response, Elisha nodded her head.

“If it is by the grace of the gods, it can be. There are still many things that have not been revealed.”

“That’s it. Now that I have a spacious sub-space, why not make fun of this? I tend to carry a lot of potions.

“… It seems a bit excessive to use the word “A lot” For this, but I survived thanks to it anyway.”

Elisha, too, must have been worried about the wounded in her heart, as she glanced at the people she had brought and let out a sigh of relief.

Then she spoke again in a serious tone.

“Yandel, I guessed that you were not an ordinary commoner at the point of owning the enslaved Karla.”

“I do have a lot of money.”

Elisha shrugged her shoulders and shook her hand once, as if telling her to put it away.

“Is she changing her words when she knows she isn’t talking about the amount of potions? Well, that would be fine. There is only one thing I want to ask.”

“Why are you taking so much time off?”

“Yandel. You said this raid was caused by the Archbishop of Cloudy Unity, right?”

“Yes.”

“What do you plan to do now?”

“I will kill you.”

“You mean the Archbishop?”

“So why not kill more?”

“… Do you have any plans?”

Elisha was taken aback by my firm answer. Then she gave her a smirk.

“Of course it is.”

“Like. Let’s listen to the story including that part. If it makes sense, I will do my best to help you.”

“If Glenciel-nim helps me, it’s good for me. Oh, but wait a minute. I still have more to take out.”

“Yes? Do you have any more potions to bring out from here?”

Patter.

“Ah.”

Elisha puts on a dazed expression as she looks at the pile of scrolls that have fallen on top of the pile of potions.

“Perhaps… There are also different types….”

Patter. Patter.

“…….”

***

He treated Elisha’s party and shared what he had learned.

Then, for some reason, Elisha’s eyes, which had been looking at me like a treasure goblin, gradually calmed down.

“I can see why you, Yandel, thought of fighting instead of running away. I thought you were a member of the Kwangmyeong Church… It’s just that this side has a better chance of surviving.”

“… Could it be because of what I said before that I intend to receive the support of the Righteous Church of Light?”

“Are there any other reasons? Joy! That’s fine though. If you successfully complete this task, any denomination will be happy to support you.”

Elisha’s slightly pointed tone, as if she was still bothered by the rejection of her previous sponsorship offer.

However, when I think of Helena’s battle scenes that I have seen so far, I naturally shake my head.

“It is true that I think the only good cultists are dead cultists, but they are not at the level of the priests of Kwangmyeonggyo.”

That one is completely crazy. It’s on a different level from fashion madness like me.

No, does this mean that Helena only reacts strongly to cultists and monsters?

For a moment, he shuddered at the thought of Helena tearing her enemies apart with her bare hands.

Elisha blinked her blue eyes and denied my infidelity.

“I do not know. Isn’t it misleading enough that you, who have been living in the academy without showing your abilities until now, have come to the fore to catch Edmerek?”

“A. It wasn’t something I was trying to hide. I just had nothing to show.”

“If you are, I assume it is. But I don’t know what other people think.”

Hearing Elisha’s meaningful words, he reflexively looked at Helena.

When our eyes met, Helena smiled brightly even in this situation.

Her golden eyes showed deep feelings of affection and respect for her comrades.

No… Don’t look at me as if you’re looking at a righteous person who poured out all his fortune to subdue a cult… !

Seeing me tremble in silence, Elisha giggled, covering her mouth with a fan she had taken out before she knew it, as if she felt a bit relieved.

That bastard always carries his fan.

Elisha said to me who let out a deep sigh.

“Anyway, let’s get back to the point. If you’re right, Yandel, it’s definitely safer to reverse the assailant.”

“Whoa… Yes. It’s fortunate that Edmerek is the opponent, not anyone else.”

“If it is Edmerek, I know it well. He is a very famous cultist.”

“He’s a guy who doesn’t always fall for big events.”

Due to the nature of his abilities, Ed Merek is better at guerrilla warfare or terror than all-out war.

And before the apostle was born… The cultists at the beginning of the play are no different from a terrorist group.

Of course, Edmerek has no choice but to be famous.

“An immortal who reappears no matter how many times he is killed. An unstoppable raider. A monster that devours people whole. It’s definitely surprising that Edmerek, who wears such a terrifying modifier, has an easy-to-understand weakness.”

“What nickname is so grandiose? It’s enough for him to just vomit Edmerek. You can call him a pimp.”

Despite my blunt reply, Elisha did not react. She just spoke with a very serious face.

“It is said that you can quickly find out what kind of ability you use by examining it, but weakness is a different matter. Yandel I don’t think you lied to me….”

“You mean I might be wrong?”

“Exactly. It means I can’t decide yet if I can entrust my life to you.”

But. The guy who pops out of nowhere is in fact we were attacked by the Archbishop, not an ordinary cultist, and he is a great terrorist, but I know his weakness that no one knows! So let’s rush!

Would say the same thing

It would be hard to believe if I were in Elisha’s position. You might wonder if this guy is a spy trying to trap us all.

After thinking for a moment about how she could give Elisha her trust, she pulled one of her daggers from her inventory.

Swoop.

“It’s called Shining Lion Dagger.”

“That’s a cool name. It doesn’t seem like anything out of the ordinary.”

“Yeah, that’s right. This is a dagger made from the fangs of the righteous Gwangmyeong himself. In the Church of the Righteous Light, it is a divine object.”

“Yes?”

Elisha opened her eyes wide at the sudden appearance of a new object. It’s still early for her to be surprised.

“Like my subspace, I got it after attacking the dungeon. And I killed a Bishop of Clouded Unity with this dagger before I even entered school.”

“… You couldn’t even use magic back then, right?”

“I couldn’t write, but Carla knew how to write. And this isn’t new for nothing. Once stabbed, the cultist is immobilized.”

“As expected, Carla….”

Elisha nodded her head as if she knew it. She’s half-caught anyway, so there’s no problem with just blowing her into my mouth.

“As for the dungeon raid, the Geff City Guard will be the witness. The Shining Lion Dagger will be acknowledged by Priest Helena as sacred.”

“Why are you suddenly bringing this up? Are you asking me to believe you because I have a stomachache?”

“No. This is to prove my innocence.”

Before Elisha could say anything, she stabbed me in the palm of my other hand with a shiny lion dagger.

Poo-wook.

“Kuh….”

“Hey, Yandel?!”

Oh it hurts behind still be patient

Embarrassed by my sudden self-injury, Elisha quickly sprayed one of the remaining potions on her floor.

A palm that regenerates rapidly while pushing away the dagger.

She watched it, she added, completely pulling out the dagger.

“This dagger has the supernatural ability to emit light and burn the skin if it is drenched in the blood of a cultist or a traitor who communicates with them.”

“Did she stab her own hand just to show that she wasn’t a traitor?! Are you crazy?!”

“No… There are a lot of potions here, but there’s nothing wrong with stabbing her hand.”

“It hurts! They usually don’t stab you just because it hurts!”

Elisha naturally raised her voice as if she was really surprised. But it’s true that this is the easiest and fastest….

She tried to hide her slightly sullen feelings as she continued.

“Anyway, I am not a spy. Rather, he was designated as a public figure by killing the bishop of turbid unity. The clones saw me and said they found their target.”

“For a moment. Merit?”

Killing a bishop is certainly a great thing, but it’s not enough to be designated as a public achievement.

The turbid unity returned all its arrangements to a blank slate and was enraged at killing Pietro, who was not destined to die….

We need to spice things up a little here.

“Yes. It’s a feat. No matter how bad the evil spirits are, they don’t designate the one who killed a bishop publicly.”

“… I don’t know if I had found out something I shouldn’t have known.”

“For example, the weaknesses of key members of the church.”

When she shrugged her shoulders and replied, Elisha, who had been thinking for a moment, let out a sigh and nodded her head.

“Like. I’ll take your word for it, Yandel. Instead, please don’t do ignorant things like stabbing your hand in the future just because you think you won’t believe it.”

“I will keep this in mind, Miss Glenciel.”

In the meantime, Elisha, who kept fiddling with my palm, said in a low voice.

“Assuming everything you say is true. There is a place that points to a place where Edmerek might be.”

Elisha lifted her head and slowly looked away from her.

The boss of this dungeon. Towards the place where the Giant Evil Rabbit is.