Chapter 97 – The Second Shape -3-

The ignorant attack from four forearms the size of a man’s torso did not wear an aura, but it shook the underground cavity with only its power.

Thud! Bang! Bang!

-Don’t avoid him! That’s right!
– What are you doing! More··! Swing faster! Quickly!
-Ha, I’m doing it!

‘I don’t need an aura for one strength.’

Weapons that lightly shatter the surrounding ornaments and thick walls.

If it was that kind of power, it was pure muscular strength that surpassed the destructive power of quite a few auras. Although it is the power that makes the mogol soft. As long as you are calm enough to draw a simple trajectory, you can avoid it.

An opponent whose head has completely gone bad. He doesn’t even know that he is always swinging his right arm straight down and swinging his left arm from left to right and turning around.

After seeing such an undead strategy. If you experience the pattern a few times and prepare a weapon properly, anyone can try and catch it.

Physical resistance such as normal blows and slashing is strong just like its muscular appearance.

He’s as great as a blood barrel, so it’s easy to have at least one wizard ally who’s proficient in Holy property weapons or flames.

‘I can’t give a definite answer at once…’

As changing into a Raksha with less than perfect mastery required extreme mana consumption, he hesitated to change hastily.

In the end, the answer was to turn and shave until I was sure that I was going to one shot with a rachal. He squeezed the handle of the warhammer in his palm once again.

[ Sterling Warhammer ]
▷Inflicts additional damage on undead.
▷He has divinity.
-Warhammer created by melting the rosarios of faithful nuns.

Avoiding the falling greatsword, he slashes the back of his ignorant-sized hand with a warhammer that has a blue aura.

Crisp-!

There was no blood beneath the shattered muscle, and white flesh shattered and scattered like marble.

– Aww!! Oh, it hurts! Why are you sick
-Kyaaaaa! It stings…! It hurts…!

He hesitates and regenerates, but the recovery is extremely slow compared to the wound on his forehead pierced by a dagger.

Intuition came at a blow. He said he could have dinner with Rike at home.

‘…It will be faster than I thought.’

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Thud-! Cooong! Booung-

-You bastard!
– I hate being sick! Stop!

Quick!

Undead flesh that bounces like a fish when struck down.

-Keugh! Queen! Are you okay?
-Kyaaagh-! Hate··!

“Tsk…”

I told Ricke, who was waiting at home, that it was a simple job and came out.

I hit and fell only at the moment when I could see a perfect gap, just in case I was hurt. To be safe, about 5 minutes? In fact, it may have been 10 minutes.

Since there was no limit to the endurance of the undead, even the swinging speed was constant, so it felt like playing a rhythm game.

The hunk, who had been hit with a hammer on his shoulder for three consecutive hits, backed away and glared at me.

-This… You came to steal the kingdom of this body…! I knew the identity…I am an assassin of the empire!
-How to do? I want to live! Run away!
– Then what about our people…!

Heartfelt skits of mind-broken undead that cannot be seen without tears.

The way they treated the zombies they had placed as villagers and didn’t run away might be better than the emperor of the current empire.

“The delusion… Uh huh. Yes, yes. I am an assassin of the empire. I have come to cut the king’s head.”

– No Oh Oh!! Don’t cross my kingdom!!!
-I’ll cut off your head and send it to the Empire as an example!

The skin that had been distorted by the blunt weapon quickly regenerated, the white skin turned black, and the eyeballs were completely turned inside out.

A berserker pattern that appears when your HP drops below 30%. The speed at which he charged while swinging his weapon was much faster than before.

Just the right timing.

Throw the Warhammer into your inventory. Set up a stance to counter an enemy that runs in a straight line like a wild boar.

[ First Form – Rakshasa (羅刹) ]

I feel a foreign body on my now familiar face, and when I hold my right hand, I feel a sense of weight in my hand that should be empty.

Blazing-

Grabbing the sword that was burning white, I twisted my waist and cut it as if I was throwing it.

Pirik.

The horizontal slash sent the middle-aged woman’s head flying round and round.

There is a chance of casting annoying black magic at the end, so it’s best to cut it off first.

A corolla breaking in mid-air. While flying, ignoring the tearing screams, he drew the sword that had gone to the right to the left and cut his chest wide.

Chow ah!

The black flesh split open in a V shape, and the white flame moved to the rotten undead flesh.

-Aaaaa!!! Aww!!!

The undead, forgetting that they had come running to the pain burning in his chest, threw all their huge weapons to the ground and began tearing off the flaming flesh with their own hands.

‘Even if I can’t use it for recovery, George’s effect is better than divine power.’

It is a power that is extremely biased compared to the divine power that works beneficially for humans and sends unclean things to the sky, but this alone makes me full.

‘Does the white flame last about 3 seconds for a named like this?’

Recording the time that lasted shorter than the last time in her head, she twisted her sword and grabbed it.

– Big!! Aww!! Wow… The queen!!

As her fire subsided, she began to fumble around one of her own empty necks. I was curious about the reaction, but what would you do? I’ll run again when it’s okay.

“What are you looking for? We’ll meet now.”

-This… This… Like this…!

Squeak-

Are you originally human? Because of the undead subject’s fear of death, I neatly cut off his head.

“Be grateful for sending it nicely.”

Thud!

As the giant body collapses, the bright yellow amulet attached to Rakshasa’s sword breathes in a special energy.

Saaa

Rakshasa’s sword trembled with satisfaction as if her stomach was full.

Finally··! The red letters inside the amulet were filled with no gaps.

It’s mind-boggling how long it would have taken if I hadn’t looked around the game with a bookmark.

[The conditions for learning the second form have been met.]

[The mana consumption of the first form Rakshasa (羅刹) is reduced.]

[ Obtain the derivative skill of the first form, White Flame. ]

[You get a strong resistance to uncleanness. ]

“Ha··!”

This crazy catharsis that comes and flows at the end of tension.

The form of a god of war completes one of the five conditions and gives bonuses such as resistance or skill whenever the conditions are met.

When it comes to uncleanness, it is a generic term that includes black magic and contaminated attacks from the undead. My position, which was compatible with undead and demons, was reversed.

Rakshasa’s mana consumption has also been reduced, so even if you quit being an adventurer and join the church, if you prove your ability, you’ll be treated great.

Crucially, what I wanted the most in the first shape.

Hwareuk-

‘It’s not hot after all.’

A small flame burning white in his hand. Now without using geometry! Even if you don’t have the Rakshasa Sword with the amulet attached to it, you can use the white flame.

From what I remember, the destructive power is less than half of what I use in the state of Rakshasa. It’s the same with real power.

It’s a tricky guy to use with an aura, but… I feel like I’ve grown up when I think that I’ve thoroughly compensated for the short duration and short duration of Rakshasa.

‘It feels good!’

As for the second form, it is premature to open it right away because there are options the moment you use it for the first time.

As I was about to return home with all this joy, something like a black encyclopedia caught on my feet.

Took-

“Huh? Ah~ the item came out.”

It was not a fixed item, but a monster with a flexible drop, so I was looking forward to what would come out.

[ Corpse Golem Recipe ]

‘Let’s burn it.’

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Two days before the start of the second semester of the academy.

Continuing to think about the second shape. I practiced repeatedly so that I could use white flame and aura at the same time, which do not mix like water and oil… I forgot what day it was today.

In two days, it’s already once a week, but I have to take the position of an academy instructor.

I actively sympathize with Rike’s words that when you start the academy, even if you live together, you will spend less time together than you do now.

Because we promised to spend the rest of the day together as much as possible with our fingers crossed. After eating the lunch she made and taking her for a walk, she was on her way home.

“He’s familiar.”

A postman whom I haven’t seen in a long time sees us from afar, greets us, and leaves a letter in the mailbox.

“Brother~ Did you get a letter from your sister?”

“Sister? Eclair?”

A letter came to Eclair. She expected to say that she wanted to see her after quite a while without meeting her, but the content was still cold.

It wasn’t a letter with personal feelings, but an additional reward from the imperial family and a person at the top said he had something to say.

They are supposed to meet at the Adventurer’s Guild reception room tomorrow afternoon, or reply if that’s not possible.

“Should I go? It’s been over a week since I haven’t seen you and my brother… It’s been a while since I’ve seen you.”

It’s just Leeke who speaks innocently without any malice. She couldn’t move her tongue easily enough to say that she wanted to see another lover in front of him, excitedly leaving.

Even if you meet
She must be busy lately and the meeting place is inside the Adventurer’s Guild.

It never occurred to her that she could do something like a date. She is content just to see your face doing well.

“Hmm… It’s work, so I have to go.”

Seeing my awkward expression, Rike laughed and put her lips on my ear. With her hot breath, whispers flowed into her ear in a sticky voice.

“I heard you pay attention in a really strange place. If so… Satisfy me today and come back comfortably.”