I Put all my Stats into Charm - Chapter 66

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I Put All My Stats Into Charm Episode 066

At Lowell’s question, I fell into thought for a moment.

How much could I abandon for my beliefs…

When I conquered Jerome. If I hadn’t abandoned my ego, I wouldn’t have been able to endure calling myself in third person and speaking in that childish voice.

Was that all?

In the beginning when Calliton tried to kill me. I even abandoned my pride and sweet-talked him to please him.

I’d already abandoned so much to return home. What couldn’t I do?

I answered seriously.

“If there’s something I desperately want, I can abandon anything that can be abandoned.”

“I’m the same.”

Lowell continued in a calm and composed voice.

“For my beliefs, I could do anything. It’s just that those beliefs didn’t align with the Temple.”

“May I ask what those beliefs were?”

For a moment, Lowell’s eyes, which had always been so sharp, became hazy.

His gaze seemed to be staring at some distant place.

Lowell’s lips moved slightly.

It seemed like he was trying to say something, but his lips didn’t seem to part easily.

Lowell took a breath and opened his mouth.

“I just…”

He swallowed once more.

Then, as if exhaling a trembling breath, he continued in a low voice.

“…wanted to be together.”

If he wanted to be together, wasn’t he talking about a person?

That person he was trying to revive?

Before I could ponder Lowell’s words, he lowered his head.

Then he muttered in a small voice that was barely audible.

“…Though it’s far too late now.”

“What did you say?”

At my question, Lowell raised his head.

And he stared at me with still hazy eyes.

“How strange.”

The corners of his mouth slowly, subtly contorted.

It was an odd expression that seemed both like smiling and crying.

“For Lady to ask with such an expression.”

“What about my face?”

Was my expression strange? What was wrong with my face?

As I touched my face, Lowell answered.

“You resemble someone I know.”

“Me?”

I felt it again, but Aisha definitely had a very common face in this world.

Just then, the carriage procession came to a halt.

At the strangely tense atmosphere outside, Lowell opened the carriage window. Then he spoke to the Imperial Knight beyond the carriage in a gentle voice.

“What’s the matter?”

“We heard human screams.”

Before long, the knights had finished preparing for battle and were surveying all directions.

Lowell got out of the carriage and I followed him out.

When Jerome silently pointed toward the thicket with his fingertip, a knight moved.

The knight who returned shortly after whispered in a small voice.

“We found something.”

Following the knight, we saw a bag sprawled on the dirt ground not far away.

‘Isn’t this a traveler’s bag?’

The half-open bag had deep, sharp sword marks carved into it as if it had been attacked by someone.

I carefully opened my mouth.

“Could it be bandits?”

“No, it’s goblins.”

At my question, Calliton answered briefly and nodded his chin toward the ground.

On the dirt ground, there were what looked like human footprints.

“Four toes. Looking at the claw marks, they’re not human either.”

Calliton drew his sword from his waist.

“They’re definitely hiding in ambush somewhere nearby in groups. I was getting bored, so this works out well.”

As soon as his words ended, a goblin burst out from the thicket.

“Kieeeek!”

Then other goblins revealed themselves, shrieking.

“Kueek! Humans, die!”

“Kirrrrk! Give us everything you have!”

The green skin of the creatures, about a span shorter than humans, glistened like grease.

Then, Lowell briefly chanted while extending his hand.

“Terra Imperium.”

A short vibration resonated from the ground.

Soon after, sharp rock pillars shot up and pierced through the goblins’ bodies.

“Kueek!”

“Keek!”

When the remaining goblins tried to flee in panic, the Imperial Knights and Northern knights moved in unison.

They skillfully dispatched the goblins and the battle ended in the blink of an eye.

When the battle was finished, Calliton ordered the knights.

“Search for survivors.”

The knights set out to search for survivors. The other knights remained and began tidying up the area.

Taking advantage of everyone being busy with their tasks, I went to find Jerome.

He was examining a pile of goblin corpses on one side.

‘Now’s the perfect time to talk to Jerome.’

I casually approached Jerome.

I’ll start with small talk using compliments. Then I’ll naturally explain about the balcony incident.

Having built up some resistance to monster corpses, I pretended to admire the goblin corpses.

“Wow, is it possible to strike vital points this precisely? There’s barely any blood splattered and it looks like the windpipe was severed in one blow?”

Having seen even the mangled troll corpse, this much wasn’t even scary.

I made my eyes sparkle as much as possible and filled my voice with admiration, pretending to be sincere.

“I don’t know who finished them off so perfectly, but they must be a truly amazing expert.”

Just as Jerome turned his gaze to me.

“I killed it.”

Calliton approached from behind with large steps.

He stood next to me and nodded his head toward the goblin corpse.

“I prefer stabbing over slashing. It feels better in my hands.”

Then he let out a snicker.

“Was my technique that impressive?”

No. I never even glanced in that direction.

Since it was a corpse next to Jerome, I naturally assumed Jerome had killed it!

In this somewhat awkward situation, just as I glanced toward Jerome.

Jerome was nowhere to be seen.

‘Where did he go?’

Looking around, I spotted Jerome in the distance.

He was examining corpses near another pile of goblin bodies.

“….”

This wasn’t what I had planned.

I glared at Calliton with resentment for no particular reason.

Not understanding the situation at all, he stroked his chin.

“It’s definitely strange. We’re seeing more monsters as we get closer to the village. Usually it’s the opposite.”

Just then, a knight who had gone out searching came running back urgently and shouted.

“We found a survivor!”

Shortly after, a middle-aged man approached, supported by the knights.

The man’s hair was disheveled and his body was covered in dirt, a complete mess.

The knight who brought the man explained.

“He was hiding in a rock crevice to avoid the goblin attack.”

The man who recognized Jerome collapsed to his knees.

“Duke…?”

Then with an expression mixing fear and despair, he grabbed Jerome’s trouser leg.

The man’s hands and voice trembled unsteadily.

“Please… Please find my daughter…!”

Jerome sat down facing the man.

“You’re a resident of Bramshut Village. Your daughter has gone missing?”

The man nodded while choking back tears.

“Yes, that’s right…!”

“Tell me the details.”

“My daughter went to the Magic Academy a month ago and hasn’t returned. So I went out looking for her….”

He fumbled through his clothes with trembling hands and pulled out a single shoe.

“I found my daughter’s shoe in the forest near the village. Something terrible must have happened to her.”

“Are there more missing people?”

“Yes. Besides my daughter, many other villagers have disappeared.”

Jerome’s eyes grew deeper.

After a moment of silence, he spoke again.

“We’ll escort you back to the village so you can receive treatment first.”

“Then, then who will look for my daughter….”

“We’ll send out a search party to look for her, so let’s return to the village together.”

At the mention of a search party, the middle-aged man nodded with a much more relaxed expression.

We took the man with us and moved to Bramshut Village.

Bramshut Village was a small rural town. At first glance, it looked like a place that had once been peaceful and full of life.

But there was a subtle wariness in the villagers’ faces.

Instead of children’s laughter, only the sound of barking dogs could be heard in the streets, and though dried clothes hung on the laundry lines, no one was outside.

With doors only half-open, the eyes peeking through the gaps were filled with anxiety.

‘What is this atmosphere…?’

In their expressions, I could feel a fear that went beyond simple wariness.

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