Sword Master With One Strike Kill - Chapter 313

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One-Strike Kill Swordmaster Episode 313

Episode 313. Tarosk Subjugation War (1)

[This body…!]

Kuwoong-!

Emperor Tarosk struck his great sword into the ground.

A voice filled with rage echoed thunderously throughout the hall.

[Do you think this body wouldn’t know the schemes of the Ancients and you bastards!]

A crimson aura began to bloom and cover his entire body.

The red gleam shining from within his helmet was shrouded in fury and wrath.

[Rotten scum! Vermin steeped in greed! The fact that the Empire once worshipped Ancients like you is nothing short of disgraceful!]

“…”

[Not content with driving the world to ruin through your excessive greed, now you even covet the souls of the people who cannot find rest even in death!]

Kugugugu-!

The Emperor, who had lost his empire to the Ancients, had long since lost his reason to hatred accumulated over thousands of years.

Naturally, dialogue was impossible.

Unlike the “Ruins of Rashutku” where we could get by mentioning the Koshat Siblings’ bloodline, this conquest offered no room for persuasion.

‘There’s no other way.’

Battle.

That was the only choice given to us.

And naturally…

Sseup, huu-.

This time too, I was.

Planning to choose the method that could squeeze out the most rewards.

* * *

‘Every MMORPG has the concept of role groups.’

The so-called tank-DPS-heal trinity.

The tank that draws enemy attention and endures at the front. The DPS that melts enemies with burst damage. And the healer or support that sustains everything from behind.

These three positions are established like an unwritten rule in almost every game.

‘Roel is no different.’

Let me briefly touch on Muwolcha’s class here…

【Warrior 】

Just from the name, it looked like an incarnation of close combat.

After all, fighters usually crush enemies with their fists and fight while getting drenched in blood at the front lines.

People would easily think they’d take on tank or DPS roles.

‘But in Roel, that role is a bit different.’

The English name for Warrior is Monk.

Literally translated, a monk.

It’s not that they completely lack attack skills, but…

‘The real core lies in enhancement, recovery, and status ailment removal.’

In other words.

The Warrior class was designed with the premise of supporting party members.

It was essentially a job that performed the role of a supporter.

‘Anyway.’

As I mentioned before, the Rashutku Ruins has mechanics that only the Warrior class can solve.

Besides being able to move around the palace at night, there are mechanics that can directly help with boss subjugation.

Ttiring-!

[The Protagonist (Me)] : Let’s go with the plan, sis.

[The Protagonist (Me)] : Go die first.

Of course.

For that to happen, Muwolcha had to die first, but…

‘Well, so what?’

She’s just a supporter anyway.

Her level is even low.

‘…It’s better than an important DPS or tank dying, right?’

Isn’t it?

* * *

Muwolcha let out a deep sigh as if she had made up her mind.

“Huu.”

She had always been reluctant about the Ruined Palace of Rashutku.

Of course, being reluctant didn’t mean she had never attempted to conquer the palace.

After all, to develop preferences about something, you need to experience it first.

‘I’ve conquered the palace too. Multiple times, even.’

She simply couldn’t delve as deeply into the palace as other rankers because she disliked horror themes.

After alternative conquest methods that bypassed the palace emerged, she stopped attempting it altogether.

‘To put it the other way…’

Though she might not know the detailed nuances or hidden pieces concealed in the palace.

Befitting her rank 3 status, she at least knew the basic conquest strategies for the palace.

That’s why she also understood that Gaon’s strategy of ‘throwing the supporter’ was key to the Tarosk subjugation battle.

“Heup!”

Tadadadak-!

The moment battle began.

Having received Gaon’s note, Muwolcha threw herself at Emperor Tarosk without hesitation.

‘Level 11.’

That was Muwolcha’s current level.

Though she couldn’t verify it directly, it must be accurate since Gaon had told her.

When she opened her eyes in the laboratory, her level was merely 1, but following Gaon around and overworking her body naturally increased her stats.

‘Quite a fast growth rate.’

Considering when she possessed this body, it wouldn’t be an exaggeration to call it remarkable speed.

Even Muwolcha had never reached level 11 in such a short time during her 200 playthroughs.

But this was only relative speaking.

Coldly put, Muwolcha’s current stats were woefully insufficient to handle high-difficulty dungeons like the Rashutku Ruins.

‘Yet the reason Ppakgyu brought me here was…’

Even considering the low level.

There existed problems that only the Warrior class could solve.

─Sis.

However.

Before deploying that ‘orthodox conquest strategy.’

Before throwing away her life, Muwolcha planned to try the new idea Gaon had proposed.

─This is something I haven’t tried before either….

Muwolcha’s bizarre customization.

The Warrior Class.

And Mukyoo.

The synergy created by these three elements working together.

Gaon took the first letter of each element and named this strategy the ‘Mu-Mu-Mu Trinity.’

“Now!”

Whoosh—.

Muwolcha threw Mukyoo, who had been nestled in her arms, up into the sky while shouting.

Then Mukyoo, floating in mid-air, began frantically reassembling its body.

[Myumyomyomyomyuk!]

Click, click, click—!

Mukyoo can utilize the abilities of the divine beasts it has absorbed.

And Gaon had made Mukyoo absorb Mukyeonjiju’s abilities while conquering 「Rashutku’s Nightmare」.

‘Mukyeonjiju is an octopus.’

Octopi have several mysterious characteristics.

It wasn’t for nothing that they were treated as spiritual creatures symbolizing wisdom and humility in Eastern cultures.

For example, camouflage.

Octopi can change their body color at will by expanding or contracting the pigments in their skin.

This means they can completely mimic their surrounding environment.

Click, click, click—!

This was also why Mukyoo had been clinging tightly to Muwolcha’s face for the past few weeks.

─You can wear that on your face.

─…On my face?

─Yes. You can breathe and your vision is well secured. It’s much more comfortable than wrapping cloth around it.

─Oh…?

─But that’s just one of its many functions.

While it was partly to hide her burdensome appearance.

What Gaon and Muwolcha were aiming for wasn’t just that alone.

“Ahhh….”

Suddenly, gasps leaked out from all directions.

Freeze—.

Even Emperor Tarosk, who had been pouring out his rage, froze for a moment.

Grooooooo──!

Above in the sky.

More than ten eyeballs began floating around.

Dozens of tentacles were writhing beneath the eyeballs.

And.

The mysterious babbling this Mysterious Creature was uttering.

Myoaeengmyoaeeek──!

‘Ugh….’

Muwolcha furrowed her brow.

‘…Even I get chills looking at it.’

It was a moment when she realized anew just how horribly she had customized herself.

That’s right.

Mukyoo had been clinging to her face all this time….

In an effort to perfectly ‘mimic’ the customization.

Enduring disgust and fear.

To master the 「Mental Attack」 technique for its master.

[You damned Ancients!]

It was the next moment that Emperor Tarosk, having regained his senses, roared with a voice full of rage.

[Not content with summoning invaders from another world into this realm, you’ve finally joined hands with them to bring down the Imperial Palace…!]

Of course.

It was a form created by combining the face of a monk who was born with beautiful features but twisted into a horrific shape by a vicious Black Mage, and the tentacles of the supreme intelligent divine beast that once protected the Rashutku Empire….

[Even if I die!! I will curse you all!!]

…But in Emperor Tarosk’s eyes, all of this could only be seen as the return of Rashutku’s Nightmare.

‘Whatever the case.’

It was sufficient to draw aggro toward Muwolcha.

* * *

There’s one imagination I’ve often had.

What if

Lost Elder wasn’t a single-player RPG but an MMORPG where dozens or hundreds of players cooperated.

Could we truly see the real ending?

‘Obviously….’

The answer to that was ‘no.’

Because everyone knows that too many cooks spoil the broth.

Cooperation, my ass. They’d probably just cause trouble and interfere. Far from preventing the apocalypse, they’d likely accelerate it even more.

‘But….’

What if we gathered only people desperate to see the true ending and moved with one heart and one mind?

And what if all those players absolutely obeyed my commands?

‘…That would be entirely possible.’

After running simulations in my head, I reached the conclusion that with just five allies… no, even three would be enough to prevent the apocalypse.

And now.

Though it wasn’t in the form of a ‘game,’ that very thing was actually happening.

─Would there be any players who’d side with the Evil Deities? Who would be crazy enough to try to drive the world to apocalypse? There are no psychopaths among the rankers. They’d be helpful if anything, but they wouldn’t do anything stupid, right?

At first, I treated the existence of the Possessed Ones as a bundle of variables and was anxious….

But now I know.

The fact that the other Possessed Ones have no choice but to follow my will exactly in order to survive.

This time was no different.

Look at Muwolcha.

Isn’t she throwing herself toward Emperor Tarosk without a moment’s hesitation?

[Fine! I’ll kill you first, you who resemble the invaders from another world!]

Kwaaaaaa—!

The dark red aura bursting from Emperor Tarosk’s body rushed toward her.

That aura gradually took the shape of a hand, preparing to snatch Muwolcha.

The first pattern signaling the start of the raid battle.

It was an attack I had faced dozens of times while playing the game.

‘…「The Emperor’s Crimson Grasp」.’

A spell that definitively causes the designated target to die.

This was a far more dangerous technique than the Adversary’s “Black Downpour,” which shared the same instant-death pattern. Once activated, it could not be stopped by any means whatsoever.

“Krrghhhhhh!”

Crack—!

As expected.

Muwolcha, caught in that grasp, let out an agonized scream.

The dark crimson aura gradually consuming her body.

And then…

Kwaaaaaaaang──!

…with a tremendous shockwave, her form vanished.

“Get ready!”

However.

No one was panicking.

“Everyone move according to formation!”

“Yes!”

Clatter—.

Because we had already discussed this strategy last night.

‘…Muwolcha has to die.’

Only when she falls to the “Emperor’s Crimson Grasp” does the entire strategy work.

That’s why she charged forward as soon as the battle began, drawing Emperor Tarosk’s aggro with the newly devised ‘Triple Mu Trinity.’

The result was successful.

And then…

Ding—!

[Muwolcha] : ☑

…a signal came from Muwolcha that everything was going well.

[Prepare yourselves.]

Rummmmmmmble—.

An ominous aura began rising around Emperor Tarosk.

The second pattern following the opening attack, “The Emperor’s Summons.”

It was a troublesome ability that overwhelmed with numbers by necromancing the dead bound to the imperial palace.

[The vengeful spirits of Rashutku shall answer my call and punish you all… huh?]

Pause—.

[Wh-what is this…]

However.

Fizzle—.

That aura quickly died down.

[….]

Failed necromancy.

It meant Muwolcha had successfully performed her role.

* * *

[Hero.]

Someone’s voice awakened Muwolcha.

It was a very earnest tone.

Blink—.

As she slowly opened her eyes, a white void spread out before her.

And then…

She saw thousands of translucent figures surrounding her.

[The Exalted Lord of Seconds and Instants has spoken.]

“….”

[That you could free us from this terrible bondage.]

Representing everyone, a ghost spoke up.

[We have heard of the mercy bestowed by The Thirteenth Seeker. That saving hand that rescued the souls of suffering children in Dawnguard.]

No matter how distant a sect that had broken away from Middle Temple in the past.

The Hasulpart Monk was also a practitioner who followed Elder’s will.

Therefore…

[Please, grant us that peace as well.]

…they too, like members of the Noble Families, could use the “Spirit Consolation” skill.

* * *

Ding, ding, ding—!

〔Hidden Message : Party member ‘Muwolcha’ has consoled a vengeful spirit bound by the imperial palace’s curse.〕

〔Hidden Message : Party member ‘Muwolcha’ has consoled a vengeful spirit bound by the imperial palace’s curse.〕

〔Hidden Message : Party member ‘Muwolcha’ has consoled a vengeful spirit bound by the imperial palace’s…〕

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〔Hidden Message : Party member ‘Muwolcha’s divine power has greatly increased.〕

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