My Catastrophic‑Level Summon Devours Gates - Chapter 142

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Episode 142

Seeing is believing.

It would be faster to show you directly.

“Sir Isra.”

“Will you be alright?”

“Yeah.”

Sir Isra, understanding my intention, held out his sword in reverse grip.

Fallen Knight’s Blood Longsword.

It was identical to what I saw at the [12 Heroes Exhibition].

Furthermore, it was completely the same as the form that appeared in my dreams.

“You.”

“I’ll be fine.”

Sir Gerard’s concern was natural.

The deep resentment dwelling in the sword.

It was a sword that contained the grudges of those who had fallen, plus the rage that Sir Isra harbored.

An ordinary Hunter would fall into an abnormal state while wielding the sword.

However.

To show how amazing my ‘master’ is.

This is the best method.

[Frenzy Lv 35]

[Black Rage Lv 39]

A boiling heart.

My vision was dyed red.

“Huu.”

Don’t make me laugh.

I am Sir Isra’s Lord.

Do you think I’d succumb to the rage left by my subordinate?

[Blacksmith’s Soul]

[Heavenly Martial Body]

Whoosh!

My vision, which had turned bright red, returned to normal.

The ability I acquired when advancing to C-rank.

Blacksmith’s Soul increases weapon Control Ability.

I thought it would also block the sword’s erosion.

It was successful.

[Mana Emission]

I concentrated the mana in my body into the sword.

[Imperial Swordsmanship]

[First Form]

I executed the swordsmanship Sir Isra taught me without a single error.

Whooom!

A gust of wind from the dark red blade swept away the silence of the Training Arena.

It wasn’t aura.

I forcibly manifested the power imbued in the sword.

Understanding Sir Isra’s life.

Understanding the sword as a blacksmith.

As one swordsman… well, not quite, but anyway, as someone who learned from the Continental Greatest Sword.

While wielding the sword perfectly.

I drew out the power of the Fallen Knight’s Blood Longsword.

“How was that.”

“Perfect.”

Huh.

Huhhhhh.

I wasn’t exactly hoping for such high praise.

“Your Summoned Being is amazing, but you’re a treasure as well.”

A single tear rolled down his wrinkled skin.

No.

Why are you crying!

Was my saying I won’t become your disciple that shocking!

“That was beautiful. That strike just now.”

“Eh.”

“Then could you at least tell me the name. Who is the master who taught you that magnificent sword strike.”

“He’s right in front of you. Sir Isra.”

Sir Gerard’s gaze turned to the right.

“Cough! Cough!”

He let out a dry cough.

What.

Learning swordsmanship from a familiar isn’t that surprising, is it.

“Min-ho. Those words just now, are they true!”

Alphonse’s reaction was also more heated than expected.

“Yes. But.”

“You had an Undead you created teach you swordsmanship?”

“I’m learning magic from Ingrid.”

Alphonse went “Huh—” and staggered.

I don’t understand why everyone is so surprised.

There are also undead with self-awareness like Dullahans and Death Knights, aren’t there.

Since there are high-level Undeads who retain memories from life.

They should be able to teach things like swordsmanship techniques or magic tips.

“That’s the thing, Min-ho.”

Alphonse cleared his throat.

“Those Undeads, strictly speaking, don’t have souls.”

Excuse me?

“Beings that have spirit but have lost their souls.”

Even if you say that, I don’t really understand.

An explanation followed my reaction.

Soul is the mind dwelling in living beings.

Spirit is the experience and achievement accumulated throughout one’s lifetime.

Only when combined can they be called a complete soul and spirit.

“While high-level Undeads have self-awareness, that’s the movement of spirit. Not soul.”

Of course I didn’t know.

I’m not an orthodox Necromancer, am I.

The Undeads I’ve created so far are intermediate level at most.

At Tigris or Draco’s level, simple communication is possible.

But I never thought they had souls and spirits.

They don’t have as strong self-awareness as the Lich or Death Knight from the 50th floor of the Tower of Chaos.

“Therefore, learning something from Undeads is impossible.”

“Liches who sealed their own souls, or some Doom Knights may have souls and spirits. But still, impossible is impossible.”

Two of the 12 Heroes declared firmly.

Looking at Sir Isra and Ingrid with surprised eyes.

“Isn’t that obvious. Didn’t you know?”

“I’m sorry. The Girl should have explained this to you beforehand.”

Right.

It seems I was the only one who didn’t know.

This was as shocking as finding out Santa Claus is actually your father!

“What would happen if the one who created Undead with souls dwelling in them was surprised?”

“Ordinary Hunters don’t know this story!”

Oops.

I was so surprised I blurted it out to one of the 12 Heroes.

“Heh heh heh. It’s a theory that’s even registered in Clock Tower papers. Look it up later.”

The conversation went off track a bit.

But it concluded that the Two Vassals were extremely special.

“If you won’t become a disciple, how about at least registering your name with the Clock Tower?”

“Hmm. Our proud Royal Hunter Academy welcomes foreigners as well.”

No.

I thought it had concluded.

“You said you were friends of Director Jeong!”

“Heh heh. I’m going to get scolded for this.”

“The Executive will understand.”

The two elders’ persuasion showed no signs of ending even after an hour had passed.

Save me.

Guaaaaaaah.

* * *

After finishing the chaotic exchange.

I returned to the Tower Master’s Chamber.

“I’ve kept our precious guests standing too long. Everyone, please sit.”

Kek.

I’m getting the feeling of a second round somehow.

When I flinched, Alphonse chuckled heartily.

“Didn’t I say I would respect Min-ho’s thoughts?”

“Yeeees. Thank you.”

“If I send you away like this, won’t people say the Clock Tower is stingy with guest hospitality?”

When he put it that way, how could I get up and leave?

I sat on the sofa with a resigned heart.

It’s incredibly soft and fluffy.

“Wait a moment. I’ll bring out some tea.”

“Bring out some milk tea too.”

“You can only find such a terrible hybrid in England, can’t you?”

The two Heroes growling at each other again.

However.

Their voices didn’t reach my ears.

Soul and spirit.

Until now, I had used the two words together as one.

But you can separate and view them individually.

The skill I gained when promoted to B-rank.

The core of Soul Stone crafting is capturing traces of souls and spirits.

I had vaguely thought ‘Do I need to find Otherworldly Souls again?’

But after hearing Alphonse’s explanation, one hypothesis came to mind.

If spirit is records and experiences.

Couldn’t I create Soul Stones in places where specific individuals had stayed for long periods?

“I have a favor to ask of you, Tower Master.”

“If you become affiliated with the Clock Tower, I can grant you anything.”

“You old man!”

At Sir Gerard’s shouting, Alphonse snorted.

“Can’t I even joke?”

It seems like you put in a spoonful of sincerity though.

Alphonse showed a hint of regret before smiling again.

“If it’s something I can resolve on a personal level, I can grant it.”

“That’s fortunate.”

I held a Magic Stone in my hand.

“I have a skill I gained when promoted to B-rank, and I’d like to experiment with it in your room, Tower Master.”

“It won’t explode or anything, will it?”

“Probably not.”

“This place has defenses against even nuclear-level explosions, so it should be fine for the most part. Go ahead comfortably.”

I got permission from the person involved, so it should be okay.

I held the B-rank Magic Stone and tried using the skill.

[Soul Stone Crafting]

[For first use, Skill Guide will assist the user.]

[Usage conditions have been met. Proceeding to the next step.]

Oh, ooooh!

It works! It’s working!

“Is there a reaction?”

“You Iron Head. Just look at Master’s expression and you can feel it!”

My body moves automatically.

I grabbed the Carving Knife stored in my Subspace Carrier.

Scrape— Scrape—

I carved the Magic Stone into a flame shape.

This wasn’t ordinary carving.

While cutting with the knife, I engraved Spirit Power Circuits.

The sensation remaining in my fingertips.

I’ll need to practice repeatedly if I don’t want to forget it.

[You have crafted a Soul Stone.]

[The completed Soul Stone activates immediately.]

[The activated Soul Stone seeks and stores souls and spirits.]

[When all mana stored in the Magic Stone is exhausted, it can no longer contain souls and spirits.]

The Magic Stone carved into a flame shape vibrated like a phone on vibrate mode.

Whoooosh—!

Whitish currents were sucked into the Magic Stone.

“Strange. It’s not mana, but I can’t tell what it’s absorbing.”

“It’s spirit.”

Souls don’t remain in objects or spaces.

“There are concepts like Earthbound Spirits though.”

“Shh.”

Read the room.

What I’m about to explain is general theory.

“Soul Stone Crafting is a skill that contains souls and spirits.”

“So the space where I’ve stayed long, namely the Tower Master’s Room, has spirit dwelling in it.”

“Yes. After hearing what you said just now, it seemed like a possibility.”

After acquiring the Soul Stone Crafting skill.

I tried using it several times, but was repeatedly rejected with ‘conditions don’t match.’

If Otherworldly Souls were the target, the skill’s reason for existence would be meaningless.

Just when I was inwardly giving up, I gained inspiration thanks to Alphonse’s explanation.

The result?

[You have crafted a Soul Stone.]

It was a success.

[Soul Stone]

Grade: Unique

Category: Catalyst

Durability: 50/50

Restriction: None

A Magic Stone that contains a soul.

Can be used for soul-related skills or item crafting.

My jaw dropped when I saw the result.

Good heavens.

A Unique grade actually appeared!

“Hmm. Is that all?”

Alphonse didn’t hide his disappointed expression.

“I am, after all, one of the 12 Heroes. But Unique? I can’t believe it.”

“Heh heh heh! If you had collected my traces, it would have been Legendary.”

“Do you think you’d be any different?”

“How unfortunate. If this were England, it would be proven right away.”

To think they’re having a pride battle over the Soul Stone’s grade.

The confrontation between two prideful geniuses made my head spin.

“Let’s experiment a bit more for now.”

The Soul Stone’s medium is a Magic Stone.

The Soul Stone’s grade might change depending on how much soul essence is contained.

“Hmm. That makes sense.”

“To be honest, it’s because this fellow’s skills are lacking, the Magic Stone is innocent.”

“This is why I shouldn’t talk with ignorant fools.”

“What? Come at me!”

The sharp confrontation of the 12 Heroes.

I no longer had the courage to witness the true faces of the heroes from history textbooks.

“Hmm. What an undignified display.”

“We should have dignity like us. Right, Master?”

You guys are exactly the same though?

I reluctantly nodded at my Familiars’ attitude of talking as if it were someone else’s business.

No.

Who knows if this incident might help cure the mirror?

With a faint hope in my heart.

I experimented more with the [Soul Stone Crafting] skill.

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