The Automatic Rooting Range Is Too Wide - Chapter 135
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Auto Looting Range Too Wide Episode 135
Episode 135: Avatar of Tooshin (1)
“Huh, what did I just say?”
Alcamalca suddenly came to her senses.
“I was so surprised that I misspoke. Stay there.”
“Uh, yes.”
“Anyway, it’s an amazing ability. Your ancestors must have been great heroes.”
Alcamalca couldn’t hide her respectful expression as she kept nodding her head.
“I understand well that you are not the avatar of Tooshin. But you’ll have to remain as the avatar for a while.”
Why is she making such a request?
Mincheol looked at Alcamalca with a puzzled expression.
“It’s for the soldiers. The current war situation is unfavorable to us. The soldiers’ morale is also crawling on the ground.”
As if frustrated, Alcamalca bit her lips slightly.
“In this situation, your existence will be a great strength to the soldiers.”
If that was the reason, he was confident he could act as an avatar as much as needed from the perspective of clearing the Quest.
However, there was one part that bothered him.
“Won’t Tooshin be angry?”
“Why would that be?”
“For daring to impersonate his avatar.”
“What? Hahahat!”
Alcamalca suddenly burst into laughter. Then she spoke with a cheerful expression.
“Tooshin is not such a narrow-minded being. Rather, he would be pleased. Thanks to this, the soldiers will gain strength.”
It was quite a practical reason.
It seemed the religious views of Earth and Aksria were quite different.
“There’s one more thing I need to confirm. There are witness accounts that you destroyed the siege tower. Is that true?”
“That’s correct.”
Mincheol answered readily.
According to King Burger’s information post, if you achieve military merit and get summoned by the castle lord, you receive special rewards.
If he emphasized his achievements like this, she might give him even better rewards.
“You’ve achieved truly remarkable military merit. If the fortress gate had been breached, we would have had to fight a difficult battle. Many soldiers would have died.”
Alcamalca praised Mincheol’s military achievement.
“I also witnessed the siege tower being destroyed from the watchtower. It was tremendous destructive power. Even though I saw it with my own two eyes, it was enough to make me ask about it again like this.”
Alcamalca’s eyes sparkled with curiosity.
“I heard that variants are inherently weak. To possess such skills. It’s admirable.”
There were no humans in Aksria.
So the Awakened were regarded as variants by the orcs.
Weak variants with pale skin color who couldn’t fight properly.
“Or perhaps it’s because you’re a variant that you could hone your ranged techniques? With a variant’s weak body, close combat would be impossible.”
Huh?
It seemed Alcamalca had one misunderstanding.
Mincheol wasn’t only excellent at ranged combat. He was confident in close combat too.
It was thanks to desperately honing his skills to survive whatever dangers came in the Tower.
While Mincheol was pondering whether to clear up the misunderstanding or not.
“The skills you possess especially shine in war. The Dominion needs talent like you.”
Alcamalca added with a solemn face.
“I will appoint you as a Spearman.”
* * *
The orcs of Aksria are born warriors.
Excellent strength, robust stamina, and even belligerence that doesn’t flee even in the face of mortal danger.
That’s why, paradoxically, being recognized as a warrior by orcs was extremely difficult.
Not only did you need outstanding skills, but you had to achieve accomplishments that everyone had no choice but to acknowledge to become a warrior.
But becoming a warrior wasn’t the end.
You had to find a lord to serve.
In Aksria, the honor of warriors was determined by their lord’s position.
To be chosen by a high-ranking lord, you had to fight and defeat other warriors.
Thus, warriors chosen by lords were called this.
Spearmen.
Warriors among warriors.
Orcs who had gained both universal recognition and honor.
“I’m… a Spearman?”
Mincheol asked back with a bewildered face.
At that reaction, the castle lord laughed loudly.
“It must be hard to believe. Becoming a Spearman is the dream of all orcs.”
That was right.
Spearman was a position no different from an idol to orcs.
It was only possible after proving both skill and honor.
But Mincheol was thinking the complete opposite.
‘This seems dangerous?’
If he became a Spearman, he would definitely be deployed to the most dangerous places.
For Mincheol, who had planned to gauge the situation moderately and flee from the save point if it seemed dangerous, this was like a bolt from the blue.
‘I absolutely have to refuse.’
It was a position inside the Tower anyway. It would be useless once he got outside.
Rather than accepting something like this, it was right to pursue safety.
“Oh, I haven’t praised your military achievement yet.”
Alcamalca brought both hands to the back of her neck.
She unfastened the necklace clasp and held it out to Mincheol.
“This is a token of gratitude I give you as the lord of Tartamaruta.”
Mincheol received the necklace Alcamalca held out.
It was a necklace made by processing fangs from some unknown creature.
Because of that, it wasn’t particularly aesthetically outstanding.
However.
【Black Drake’s Fang Necklace】
-Grade: Unique
-Description: A necklace made from fangs extracted by hunting a Black Drake. It contains the explosive power of the Black Drake as is.
-Effect 1. Strength +150 increase.
-Effect 2. Stamina +150 increase.
That’s what he thought until he saw the effects.
‘What? It increases stats by 150 each?’
The effect itself was simple, but the increase amount was extraordinary. Mincheol carefully stored the necklace in his inventory.
“If you become a Spearman and achieve military merit, I promise an even greater reward.”
“An even greater reward would be…?”
“What other reward would befit a Spearman who has achieved military merit? I will bestow equipment superior to that necklace.”
Mincheol gulped.
Equipment superior to Unique grade?
Perhaps he could obtain Legendary grade.
Suddenly, a video he had seen a few days ago came to mind.
Baek-ryul and Go Dan-hae.
It was a battle video of two people competing for the top among promising prospects.
He didn’t know when it would be, but Mincheol wanted to fight those two once.
He wanted to directly experience their strength and preferably achieve victory.
But even at a glance, the two of them were much stronger than Mincheol.
To catch up with those two, he would need to become much stronger than he was now.
In that sense, this was an opportunity he couldn’t miss.
‘Right, if it gets really dangerous, I’ll just hold out until the save point and run away.’
Mincheol made his decision and answered.
“If you entrust me with this, I will serve with complete loyalty!”
“Good look in your eyes. Welcome to becoming a soldier of The Dominion.”
Alcamalca said with satisfaction.
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Afterwards, Alcamalca took Mincheol and moved to the Inner Sanctum Meeting Room.
“Right now in the Inner Sanctum Meeting Room, the soldiers are gathered discussing strategy. I plan to introduce you there.”
On the way, Alcamalca explained to Mincheol.
“There’s no need to act like Tooshin’s avatar in front of the soldiers. It wouldn’t work anyway. They’re all cold-headed warriors.”
Mincheol nodded.
After all, even Alcamalca had figured it out immediately, so there was no way the soldiers would be fooled.
“You’ll see when you meet them, but they’re excellent warriors. You could truly call them orcs worthy of being orcs.”
Mincheol listened carefully to Alcamalca’s words.
They would be working together from now on – workplace colleagues, so to speak – so it wouldn’t hurt to know about them.
“However, they’re so orc-like that it’s problematic, you could say…”
Alcamalca trailed off.
“I’ll tell you in advance. Don’t be hurt by whatever the soldiers say to you.”
“A lowly soldier suddenly becoming a spearman – they won’t welcome it. I understand.”
Mincheol said nonchalantly.
Then Alcamalca’s expression darkened slightly.
‘What? Why is she acting like that?’
Mincheol became anxious for no reason.
“That’s a good mindset. But let me add one more thing. Even if the soldiers don’t acknowledge you, don’t be disheartened. Your skills are valuable. If you prove yourself on the battlefield, everyone will come to acknowledge you.”
Alcamalca threw open the meeting room door.
Inside was a circular table carved from stone.
Five orcs were seated at the table. Each one gave off an extraordinary atmosphere.
“Castle Lord, you’re late.”
One of the soldiers spoke up.
It was an orc with dark green skin like algae.
‘What a fierce-looking face.’
His flat face was covered with scars.
It was amazing he was still alive.
“Sorry. I was late bringing the hero of this war.”
“Hero?”
“You all must have seen it. During the war, the grappling hooks disappeared, the siege ladders broke, and the battering rams were destroyed.”
At Alcamalca’s words, the soldiers murmured.
“Right. I saw it with my own eyes but couldn’t believe it.”
“I thought Tooshin was displaying his divine power.”
“The soldiers were going around saying Tooshin’s avatar had appeared.”
“Tooshin’s avatar? Such blasphemous fools. I should pick a day to straighten out their discipline.”
Alcamalca waited until the soldiers’ murmuring died down.
“Let me introduce him. His name is Mincheol.”
Alcamalca said, patting Mincheol’s back with a thump.
True to orc nature, her palm strength was no joke.
“…A variant? Isn’t that the trash that Tooshin has forsaken?”
The scar-covered soldier said in a displeased tone.
“Kurmakdurumak, watch your words. This is the hero who drove out the Northern Army.”
At Alcamalca’s words, Kurmakdurumak’s eyebrows shot up.
That wasn’t all. The other soldiers in the meeting room showed the same reaction.
“That variant orc got rid of the grappling hooks and siege ladders?”
“Ridiculous. How could a mere variant?”
Bang-
Then, one soldier slammed his fist on the table.
It was the scar-covered orc, Kurmakdurumak.
“…Castle Lord, what kind of nasty joke is this? Do we look idle enough to put up with such jokes?”
Mincheol looked at Kurmakdurumak with a puzzled expression.
‘Is it okay to act like this in front of the Castle Lord?’
The Castle Lord was the liege, and the soldiers were retainers. No matter how he looked at it, this was a strange situation.
“I don’t make jokes.”
“Then prove it!”
Alcamalca looked at Mincheol. He could tell without her saying anything.
She meant for him to show his unique skill.
‘Let’s see.’
Mincheol quickly looked around.
Then he noticed a bracelet that Kurmakdurumak was wearing.
“That bracelet looks really nice?”
Mincheol said, pointing at the bracelet. All the soldiers’ gazes momentarily focused on the bracelet.
And at that moment.
【Acquiring all ‘Crushing Stone Bracelets’ within a 1.1km radius.】
【Acquired 1 ‘Crushing Stone Bracelet’.】
The bracelet disappeared before everyone’s eyes.
“Huh?”
“What?”
The soldiers’ faces went blank for a moment.
“…!”
Kurmakdurumak’s reaction was especially intense. He examined his wrist this way and that.
“Here you go.”
Mincheol took the bracelet out of his inventory and tossed it.
Kurmakdurumak caught the bracelet, still looking bewildered.
“…Variant, what did you just do?”
Kurmakdurumak said coldly.
Instead of answering, Mincheol pointed at the carpet the soldiers were standing on.
“Next, shall I make this disappear?”
【Acquiring all ‘Silk Fur Carpets’ within a 1.1km radius.】
【Acquired 1 ‘Silk Fur Carpet’.】
The carpet disappeared, revealing the bare ground.
The soldiers looked down at the ground and showed intense reactions.
“The, the carpet disappeared!”
“I didn’t even feel any flow of mana!”
“Have I been possessed by a ghost?”
The soldiers’ gazes converged on Mincheol.
Mincheol said to the soldiers.
“This is an ability bestowed by the Ancestral Spirit. I can take any object. I used this to deal with the grappling hooks and siege ladders…”
“It’s Tooshin’s avatar!”
“Truly Tooshin’s avatar has manifested before us!”
Suddenly the soldiers shouted.
Not only that, but they even ran to Mincheol and knelt down.
“O avatar of Tooshin!”
“Please lead us!”
It was an indescribable reaction, literally like fanatics.
‘They said they wouldn’t be fooled…’
Mincheol was at a loss for words.
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