I Got A Legendary Sniper Rifle - Chapter 64

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Episode 64
Episode 64
What in the world is this?!
Minjeong’s eyes widened as she examined the information about Elsie who had suddenly appeared.
No, an S+ grade rating.
Could such a thing possibly be attached to an item?
I thought you could only see that in Ilgyeok’s announcements.
Shouldn’t this be reported?
‘But… if I report it, to whom…? The police? Emergency services? The Management Bureau?’
Moreover, according to this item’s description…
“A… a sword spirit, you say?”
“That’s right, I’m Elsie, the spirit of the Legendary Sword.”
This adorable little girl looking up at me with a confident smile wasn’t a person at all—she was the spirit dwelling within this sword.
Now Minjeong finally understood what was happening.
‘So that’s why she’s two thousand years older than me and so incredibly strong…’
And she possessed such unprejudiced freedom, casually suspecting me of being a pig-human without hesitation.
In a sense, I had obtained a stroke of fortune you’d only read about in novels.
While fleeing from the Muscle Ape, an S+ grade item had walked right into my hands on its own.
Minjeong spoke with a dejected expression.
“But I’m a Dark Mage… I don’t know how to use a sword at all…”
What good was obtaining such fortune?
If you could just hand a sword to a Mage and they’d be able to use it, why would traits be necessary, and why would items have requirements?
But hearing those words, Elsie tapped her small fist against her chest in exasperation.
“Ugh, using me is way better than your pathetic magic, I’m telling you? Just swing me around roughly and it’ll be fine. No wait, just you watch.”
Boom—!
“?!”
Elsie transformed into smoke in an instant, as if a mountain spirit were vanishing.
And then a voice that only Minjeong could hear came from the Legendary Sword.
– Forward! Go forward!
“Eh-eh-eh?!”
– Ah, stop talking and go forward!
Whoooosh—!
“Wh-wh-what?!”
Before Minjeong could even protest, the scabbard moved of its own accord, pulling her forward.
After pushing through the forest for several minutes like this.
Screeeech—!
The two Muscle Apes she had fled from earlier let out horrific shrieks.
The Muscle Apes, their fury rising as if to say they wouldn’t forgive the mysterious swordplay that had killed their companion, nor would they forgive Elsie’s absence.
“Kyaaaah! Are you really trying to get me killed?!”
Minjeong screamed in shock.
Now I truly had no mana left to summon even a single Skeleton.
Naturally, the Muscle Apes had no intention of considering my circumstances.
Two Muscle Apes charged toward me, beating their chests forcefully!
That was when it happened.
– Draw the sword!
“Huh?”
Shing—
At Elsie’s resolute command, I drew the blade.
More precisely, the sword seemed to slip free from its sheath on its own.
– Swing it!
“Wha—?!”
And the blade swung itself as well.
It was an extraordinarily mysterious sensation.
My hands, arms, shoulders—I had never properly wielded even a kitchen knife before—connected seamlessly to my torso, legs, and feet.
As if my entire body had become a single flowing line, movements emerged with fluid grace.
Compared to what Elsie had just demonstrated, my technique was clumsy at best, yet my body understood.
This was Elsie’s swordsmanship.
As if to prove that realization, a subtle light leaked from the blade in my hand—the same radiance Elsie had wielded moments before.
In the next instant.
Crack— Crack—
“????”
The two Muscle Apes that had charged at me were bisected at the waist, just like their companions.
My eyes went wide as I stared blankly at the sight.
‘Why did they suddenly die?’
I couldn’t comprehend it at all.
The blade hadn’t even seemed to touch them….
Regardless, Elsie’s boisterous voice reached my ears.
– How’s that? A million times better than your pathetic magic, right?
“Well….”
I couldn’t honestly deny it.
Thinking of the skeletons that shattered to pieces in the Forest earlier, it wasn’t a million times better—it was a billion times better.
And so I found myself at a crossroads, forced to choose between my pride as a Dark Mage and overwhelming power.
“Why use dark magic?”
The choice was far too easy.
I genuinely questioned why I should use dark magic at all.
Just swinging a sword once and everything dies.
– Hahahaha! I told you so~
Besides, she claimed she’d climbed all the way to the 80th Floor.
Honestly, I had no ambition to go beyond that….
Elsie laughed heartily, as if she’d known this would happen.
Boom—!
Then she appeared again, like a mountain spirit materializing from thin air.
“Now then, let’s do our best until we meet Ilgyeok.”
*Snap*
Elsie offered her hand with a faint smile, asking for a handshake.
“Y-yes. Thank you for your help.”
Minjeong hesitated for a moment before grasping the hand Elsie extended.
‘…Wait, hold on. Normally, isn’t it the Dark Mage who pushes someone into the abyss of evil?’
There was an unsettling feeling, as if a demon had fallen for another demon’s temptation.
But it was hard to refuse when the S+ ranked item’s performance was so exceptional.
Besides, Dark Mages these days didn’t carry that sinister image from fairy tales.
Dark Mage Hunters were just full-time workers twisting their bodies and struggling to climb even one more floor.
What abyss of evil when they were offering to help her ascend?
It would be a staircase to heaven, if anything.
‘…Though that seems odd for a Dark Mage too, come to think of it.’
Minjeong shook her head vigorously, trying to brush away the increasingly complicated thoughts.
“But why are you so determined to meet Ilgyeok?”
When Minjeong asked, Elsie’s face twisted as she answered.
“Revenge.”
“?”
What in the world could an item possibly have to take revenge on a Hunter for?
Minjeong tilted her head, but soon realized there was no particular reason for that.
And more than anything.
“I-I want revenge too! Against Ilgyeok!”
Didn’t she have her own hardships to endure because of Ilgyeok on the 20th Floor?
Of course, she wasn’t planning to physically harm him or curse him severely, but at least she wanted to say something to his face.
‘You don’t have an S+ ranked item, do you?’
And then laugh—puhaha—wouldn’t that be the perfect completion of revenge?
“Oh, you too?”
Elsie, who had no idea what Minjeong was thinking, nodded as if things were working out perfectly.
“Yeah, yeah. That guy definitely looks like he has plenty of enemies.”
“Exactly! Though I’ve never actually met him!”
“?”
Thus, without Ihyeon knowing anything about it, an unlikely alliance between an item and a Dark Mage was formed.
“…My ears feel a bit itchy?”
“Shall I clean them for you?”
“No, doing that with someone else these days is asking for trouble. Where did I put that ear pick….”
Back at home, Ihyeon experienced a strange phenomenon where his ears suddenly itched despite having cleaned them recently.
* * *
Meanwhile, Claude, who had entered Korea without prior notice.
His purpose was, of course.
“I’d like to dig up some information about Ilgyeok.”
“Of course.”
It was to find Ilgyeok, a Hunter whom no one truly understood—so much so that even the Korean government suspected connections with him.
Had he been just an ordinary Hunter, Claude wouldn’t have bothered, but with an unprecedented S+ rank achievement now spanning forty consecutive floors, Claude had no choice but to act personally.
Naturally, this wasn’t an investigation conducted through official inquiries or questions from Frontier to the Korean government.
That would have indirectly revealed to the Korean government that Ilgyeok and Frontier had no prior connection.
Instead, he employed a method far more befitting of Frontier.
Contrary to what the Korean government believed, there were quite a few individuals in Korea who could be called Frontier agents.
They weren’t official members, but there were many Hunters in South Korea who secretly followed Frontier’s principles.
They simply hadn’t taken active roles in clearing dungeons like Hunters in countries where Frontier operated properly.
Frontier had a different true reason for managing such individuals.
It was to secretly utilize their grassroots-like network of organization to uncover necessary information at the right time.
Within legal bounds, information flowed to Frontier and Claude like roots absorbing water—anything that might prove useful.
And within mere days, Claude had approached a rather significant lead.
“…Tarakdwaeji Minjoo?”
“Yes. It’s highly likely that this Hunter is either Ilgyeok himself, or at minimum shares a deep connection with Ilgyeok.”
Minjeong, caught in Frontier’s information network.
Regarding Ilgyeok himself and Jia, known as his proxy, they hadn’t yet uncovered any meaningful information.
Coincidentally, since the investigation began, Ihyeon hadn’t appeared on the 40th Floor.
But what truly astonished Claude was something else entirely.
Hunters were human too—they could take breaks from clearing for a few days. Besides, he’d never harbored the naive assumption that a simple investigation spanning mere days would uncover Ilgyeok and his proxy.
But rather.
“Wait, hold on. The ID is Tarakdwaeji Minjoo? That’s the actual ID, not a nickname?”
“Surprisingly, yes.”
Claude’s jaw dropped.
How could someone’s ID actually be Tarakdwaeji Minjoo?
Anything connected to the System was automatically translated with remarkable precision to match the language the viewer used most skillfully, so the impact of the ID “Tarakdwaeji Minjoo” struck Claude vividly.
“Well, setting that aside. But the ID is different, isn’t it? Then they’re unrelated people, aren’t they?”
“That’s not the case. Look here—on the 20th Floor, she was paired with Ilgyeok with unusual frequency.”
“…That’s certainly true.”
Claude nodded as he reviewed the documents the Agent presented.
Moreover, even the Korean government had found it suspicious enough to summon her to the Management Bureau several times.
There was definitely some connection point.
Though she herself vehemently denied it, that was something one could easily fabricate reasons for.
But if it had ended there, Frontier wouldn’t have brought this report to Claude.
Flip—
Claude turned over another page.
“Let’s see… Hmm? Her recent clearing momentum is quite unusual?”
It had taken quite a long time to break through the 30th Floor.
It was routine work, and judging by the approach, they were aiming for a solo clear—a worthwhile challenge for a Dark Mage like myself.
Even if not exceptional, it demonstrated the qualities of a skilled Dark Mage.
Hunters who always relied on party strength versus those who challenged alone would see their gap widen the higher they climbed.
But the real problem came next.
“They’re clearing one floor per day from the 31st to 34th Floor?”
“To be more certain, I’d need to see up to the 35th Floor, but they’re definitely standing out.”
“Yeah, that’s right.”
Claude nodded while stroking his beard.
Up to the 30th Floor, they were above average or competent at best.
But from the 31st Floor onward, they’re flying forward as if they’ve sprouted wings?
“Just to be thorough, I checked the clear record for the 34th Floor.”
“Oh, how long was it?”
“One hour and thirty minutes.”
“One hour and thirty minutes?!”
Claude was startled.
The monsters on the 34th Floor were Atom Hawks.
They flew through the sky and unleashed explosive attacks—hardly ideal opponents for a Dark Mage still in the stage of strengthening Skeletons.
If they cleared the 34th Floor in just an hour and thirty minutes, something was definitely there.
Claude’s eyes behind his glasses gleamed sharply.
His instinct sounded an alarm.
“Dig into this. There’s definitely a connection to Ilgyeok.”
The IDs were different, and their floor progression varied considerably, but what if Ilgyeok could use two IDs?
It was still too absurd to mention to the Agent, but Claude kept all possibilities open.
‘An unprecedented S+. The strategy must be unprecedented as well.’
The greatest talent that allowed Claude to organize Frontier and etch its name into the minds of people worldwide.
It was imagination.
Imagination coupled with execution—the kind that boldly challenges what others deemed impossible and never even considered—was Claude’s greatest weapon.
That weapon was now aimed at Ilgyeok.
Thus, several Hunters from Frontier operating on the 30th Floor began staking out the common village, the 35th Floor, and the locations where Arc Reindeer appeared.
Unlike other Hunters who typically hunted in parties, Tarakdwaeji Minjoo enjoyed solo play, so identifying her wasn’t particularly difficult.
“Let me do a quick inspection.”
“Eek! I’m just a Dark Mage!”
Moreover, with security already tightened, anyone wearing a black robe like a Dark Mage stood out even more.
Because of that, Claude, who was conspicuous as a foreigner and whose power level was clearly different, couldn’t step in directly.
Thus, Frontier’s agents secretly tailed Minjeong.
Minjeong walked through the forest, talking to herself continuously.
“Huh? Just me? Uh?”
“Ehhh?! Really just me?!”
‘That’s strange. Aren’t they trying to solo?’
‘No, something odd seems to be on their end.’
It was a bit puzzling, but that’s how it was.
However.
Thud—
‘…!!!!’
I couldn’t help but gasp when the Arc Reindeer’s massive body fell to its knees before Minjeong so effortlessly.
Back at the Frontier hideout where Claude stayed.
Claude stopped stroking his beard and asked in a voice filled with bewilderment.
“…Not a Dark Mage?”
“No, he is a Dark Mage, but the thing is… he primarily uses a sword. And he’s very good at it.”
The report was filled with absolutely exasperating content.
When defeating regular monsters, he used only a single sword.
Moreover, when defeating the mid-boss Arc Reindeer, though he received help from a Skeleton, he ultimately delivered the finishing blow with swordsmanship.
‘Looking at it that way, it does seem like the same person….’
What kind of Hunter is this, exactly?
Why would a Dark Mage suddenly use a sword?
And what else?
‘He trains in the Tower when he’s not clearing dungeons?’
Was he a martial artist before his awakening?
According to the report, he was making strange sounds like “Yelp!”, “This isn’t right!”, “Sister!” while standing under some waterfall getting drenched….
Furthermore, at the end of the report was written: ‘There seems to be a woman helping him with sword training.’
Claude pointed to that part and asked.
“What’s this? ‘Seems to be’?”
The Agent, having nothing to say, explained with considerable difficulty.
“That is… literally ‘seems to be,’ sir.”
In other words, there clearly seemed to be two people, but no matter how hard the Agents tried to recall their memories while gathering information, they couldn’t remember anything about the other person’s appearance or characteristics.
‘Is it that type of skill? What level range could he possibly be?’
Everything related to Ilgyeok was nothing but mystery upon mystery.
Claude let out a small sigh and gave instructions to the Agent.
“For now, continue gathering information within a range that doesn’t make Tarakdwaeji Minjoo uncomfortable. I need to think about this myself.”
“Understood.”
Claude tilted his head repeatedly in thought.
‘What exactly does Ilgyeok do?’
From the circumstances, it seemed clear that Minjeong had changed after meeting Ilgyeok.
What did Ilgyeok do?
It was a mystery that Claude’s imagination simply couldn’t solve….
And around that time, Ihyeon, who was resting at home, was.
“Achoo! Why is my nose itchy today?”
“Shouldn’t you see a physician?”
“It doesn’t feel like that kind of thing….”
After his ear itched recently, now his nose was becoming itchy.
Had I grown weaker from resting too much?

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