A Veteran of Infinite Buffs - Chapter 105

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Chapter 105

My ability to transform into an eagle had already been exposed, but I didn’t want to draw the attention of other NPCs, so I moved with Tuuram to a place beyond their sight.
“Kael. Have you eaten?”
“Not yet. I’ll grab something over there.”
I wasn’t sure how the cooldown worked, but when I unsummoned Tuuram and resummoned him after a certain period of time, there were cases where he’d bring along an ancient creature.
The longer the interval between resummoning, the higher the probability.
“You’re always surrounded by people.”
“Living busily, there are many things I can’t do alone.”
“That’s true. That’s why shortcomings arise.”
“Have you gotten smarter?”
“I continue to grow. I’m receiving a lot of help from the Shaman.”
Now that I thought about it, Tuuram had a tendency to always interact with the Shaman whenever he crossed the Dimensional Gate.
This made me curious as well.
“Tuuram. Then ask about this too.”
I drew up the golden force and displayed it to Tuuram.
“Sorcery! Is it sorcery! And it’s golden!”
“Oh. Do you know anything about sorcery? Tell me.”
“I don’t. The Shaman would know. I’m not a Shaman.”
“Ugh. What was I thinking. When you go back, ask the Shaman about it. About the golden force.”
“Understood. Let’s eat. I’m hungry.”
After the small commotion ended, I set up a spot and prepared the animal Tuuram had brought.
This time, it was unusually an ancient crocodilian creature.
“I’ve already cleaned it roughly. Should I roast it?”
“Yes. Karcalu tastes good roasted.”
“Okay.”
I set up a proper spot and cut a large chunk of Karcalu’s tail, roasting it over a hastily made campfire.
I’d eaten crocodile in the previous game before—it was one of those meats that needed to be completely cooked through to be even remotely palatable, unlike ordinary meat.
Judging the current fire intensity insufficient, I added resin to increase the heat.
Sizzzzle!
I made small talk with Tuuram while completely cooking the Karcalu meat.
Adding appropriate spices and seasonings would complete it.
“Let’s eat.”
“Mm.”

[Eternity increases by 1.]

Consuming ancient-grade cuisine increases my Eternity stat separately from any buffs.
For me, ancient-grade cuisine is something I can never afford to give up.

[Active Buffs]
[Karcalu Roast with Natural Flavor Enhanced (Ancient)]
[Strength +4 Stamina +2 Luck +3]
[Vitality Slightly Increased]
[Duration: ∞]

Moreover, the buff’s effects themselves were quite impressive.
Particularly, secondary effects like vitality and endurance—distinct from raw stats—influence my overall condition in ways that transcend what reality could offer, so converting them to permanent duration means I’m always gaining an edge.

[Name: Kael]
[Class: Eternal Adventurer (Hidden) (1st Awakening)]
[Level: 73]
[Unused Points: 4]
[Strength: 304 Agility: 300 Stamina: 307 Wisdom: 154 Luck: 175]
[Eternity: 39 Mana: 6 Main Power: 1]

“It tastes even better when we eat together.”
“My exceptional culinary skill is part of that, after all.”
Besides, Tuuram’s enthusiastic response to everything I cook—savoring each bite—instills confidence in my abilities.
He’s a living buff incarnate.
“Clean up quickly and get ready to transform. Eagle form.”
“Hm? Understood. The time has come to display the majesty of the skies.”
“What’s with this ‘majesty of the skies’ all of a sudden?”
“My powers don’t disappear even after transformation.”
“Really? Seriously?”
“Indeed.”
Tuuram’s boast just now was no exaggeration.
The fact that he can still fire solar rays after transforming means Tuuram himself has become a strategic weapon.
In simpler terms, the current Tuuram can transform into an eagle and unleash devastating rays—functioning as a living bomber.
“You’ve worked hard, Tuuram.”
“Hehe. I had the Shaman’s assistance. Anyway, if any problems arise, leave them to me.”
“Good. Then let’s cause some trouble together. Follow me. Call out when you need to rest while flying.”
“Understood.”
Boom!
I pushed off the ground and launched skyward once more.
And then the transformation.
I rode the air currents while maintaining eagle form.
‘Hmm?’
The air currents felt different from usual.
An enormous wind was still blowing toward the Wheat Fields, which burned brilliantly.
And the acrid smoke was an added complication.
‘Is it because of the fire?’
I was no veteran flyer.
I had never even considered such variables.
Flying all the way to Bexon under these conditions seemed far too risky.
‘Flying won’t work.’
Whoosh! Thud!
So I descended back to solid ground.
Crash!
Tuuram also landed some distance away, his descent more akin to a fall.
He too had struggled with control.
“Cough! Hack! Hack!”
“Phew. This isn’t easy.”
“My body won’t obey me! Ugh!”
“We’ll go around. Tuuram.”
“Understood.”
The air currents caused by the fire had been an unforeseen obstacle.
Judging that flying straight through was impossible, I plotted a route that would circumvent the burning area and lead us to Bexon.
Fortunately, the detour showed no treacherous terrain on the map.
There was little practical difference between my wolf form and human form.
The only meaningful distinction was endurance, but since both Tuuram and I possessed superhuman physical capabilities, we wouldn’t tire easily.

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After overcoming numerous obstacles, I finally arrived at the outskirts of Bexon, my intended destination.
Whether news of the wheat field fire had spread, countless Guard Soldiers were stationed throughout the area.
“Should we just eliminate all of them?”
“That should work.”
I noticed powerful-looking NPCs interspersed among the Guard Soldiers.
Their attire was far from ordinary—they appeared to be knights under Count Ponsen’s command.
Since Muren’s wheat fields had burned, they would concentrate their forces on the remaining areas.
For me, this meant the difficulty had skyrocketed dramatically.
“Let’s move to a less conspicuous location first.”
“Understood.”
“Your role is crucial this time. I’m counting on you heavily.”
“I’m not sure what you’ll ask, but with the power of the Sun God flowing through me now, I can do anything.”
“Good. Let’s keep moving for now.”
Avoiding the Guard Soldiers’ gazes, I continued walking until I reached the village’s outer edge.
Most farmhouses and warehouses had Guard Soldiers stationed at them.
Of course, I could have easily ambushed and subdued a few soldiers, but each of them carried what appeared to be parchment inscribed with magic at their waists, so I made the prudent decision to avoid confrontation.
“This way.”
With security reinforced in the granary district, the village’s defenses naturally became weaker.
Several decent blind spots were identified throughout.
“We slip out to the side here.”
“Got it.”
“Tuuram. From now on, your role becomes critical. Remember those wheat fields we saw earlier?”
“Yeah. They were enormous.”
“You’re going to destroy all of them. Transform into an eagle.”
“Just smash everything?”
“Exactly. If things get dangerous, come straight back to me. I’ll send you back.”
“Understood.”
This operation was automated hunting utilizing Tuuram.
He would serve as a bomber, soaring through the sky and unleashing destructive rays upon the wheat fields.
“Destroy everything and return.”
“Got it.”
Boom!
Tuuram launched into the air.
This time, the goal wasn’t even to start fires—it was complete annihilation.
There would be no abnormal air currents blocking the sky path.
“Hey.”
….
An unfamiliar voice.
The tone was filled with wariness.
Had I drawn someone’s attention?
“Are you a foreigner?”
An NPC, at least.
Even with my senses extended, I detected no particular strength.
However, I couldn’t let my guard down, considering cases like the hidden masters common in martial arts novels.
“Yes, I am. And you are?”
“Me? I’m Lantz. Around here, they call me Laughing Axe Lantz.”
“Laughing Axe?”
“Well, that’s not important. I’m just curious what business a foreigner has in this Back Alley.”
“Hmm.”
Turning my head, I saw a typical Back Alley thug staring at me with a contemptible expression.
What was surprising was that there was no killing intent—only curiosity.
“I suppose there’s no harm in telling you.”
In truth, I didn’t even need to answer.
Soon enough, an enormous commotion would come crashing down.
BOOOOOM!
“Eeeek!”
CRASH! BOOOOM!
Destructive beams rained down from the clear sky without warning.
Tuuram had risen so high that I could barely make out his form.
To anyone else, it would look like divine punishment descending from the heavens themselves.
“Me? I came to destroy everything.”
Naturally, I had no intention of sparing the Back Alley thugs.
Therefore, I could speak freely without concern.
THUD!
“Gaaahhh!”
To prevent any chance of escape, I struck Lantz’s solar plexus and brought the thug to his knees.
“You’ll probably regret touching me.”
“I-I’m sorry…!”
“No. You’ve done nothing wrong. The one who started the war is at fault.”
Laughing Axe Lantz.
Contrary to his nickname, he wasn’t laughing at all.
His axe remained strapped securely to his back, never leaving its sheath.
He truly wasn’t living up to his name.
“Anyway, that’s why I’m here. There are quite a few thugs in this place. Try to live more decently.”
The reason I hadn’t eliminated Lantz yet was simple.
I was considering the possibility of a subjugation message appearing.
With combat power at a thug’s level, I could recycle him for other purposes.
Moreover, if this NPC was a resident of an enemy territory, he could prove useful as a spy.
“Please spare me!”
“Lantz.”
“Yes!”
“How many subordinates do you have?”
“About ten of them!”
“Is that so?”
When I had subdued the bandits back then, there was one element I had reviewed.
This too was an idea I borrowed from martial arts novels.
“Eat this.”

[Burnt Meatball (Low-Grade)]
[Strength +1]
[Causes stomach upset.]
[Duration: 25 minutes]

It was feeding him the meatball I had deliberately burnt.
This looked somewhat like a poison pill, so I could use it like a blood oath.
“If you want to live.”
“Ugh!”
Lantz accepted the meatball with trembling hands.
“It’s poison. To properly detoxify it, you’ll need to offer quite a few gold coins to the Temple.”
“Uuuugh!”
Lantz’s will to survive was considerable.
Even as his hands trembled, he steeled himself to eat the meatball.
“Hnngh!”
Gulp.
Whether from fear or desperation, Lantz swallowed the meatball without even chewing it properly.
At that same moment, a message appeared.

[Magnificent Achievement!]
[You have successfully subdued a territory resident!]
[Strength increases by 1.]

And in that very moment, it was revealed that Lantz, who had appeared to be a ruffian, was actually a virtuous territory resident.
Boom boom boom boom!
Along with a thunderous explosion.

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