The Automatic Rooting Range Is Too Wide - Chapter 137

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Auto Looting Range Too Wide Episode 137

Episode 137: Avatar of Tooshin (3)

Bang-!

The moment his right foot struck the head, a loud sound erupted.

Most enemies who had been hit by the Black Horn Bullet Form so far had their heads smashed into the ground.

But Kurmakdurumak was different.

He tensed the muscles in his neck and actually deflected Mincheol’s foot.

‘He blocked the Black Horn Bullet Form like that?’

It was exactly the same situation as when he fought Song Beom before.

‘No, this is even more than that.’

Song Beom had taken the impact but endured it because his durability was exceptionally good.

But Kurmakdurumak didn’t take the impact at all.

It felt like hitting a lump of steel rather than flesh.

Mincheol landed on the ground and then created distance. He was preparing for the attack that would follow.

“….”

However, Kurmakdurumak just stood there motionless.

Soon

He wiped his lips with his thumb. A faint trace of blood came off on his finger.

His lip had been slightly cut from the impact of being hit by Mincheol.

Kurmakdurumak silently stared at the blood on his finger.

Crack.

Suddenly, the floor he was standing on cracked.

At the same time, a tremendous aura burst forth from Kurmakdurumak’s body.

Crack crack.

The floor began to split like a spider web.

The ground couldn’t withstand the aura that Kurmakdurumak was emitting.

“How dare… a mere variant… wound my body?”

In reality, it was nothing more than a scratch.

There was no way a warrior like Kurmakdurumak would be shocked by something like that.

He seemed unable to tolerate the very fact that he had bled before a ‘variant’.

“Forget about dying peacefully!”

With a roar, red aura burst forth from Kurmakdurumak’s body.

The sense of intimidation he gave off became even stronger.

Mincheol endured Kurmakdurumak’s momentum while recalling what he had read in the information post.

-The orcs of Aksria can display mystical abilities by accepting ancestral spirits.

-And among orcs, a very small number called warriors can go beyond accepting ancestral spirits to manifesting their existence.

The red aura that Kurmakdurumak was emitting was undoubtedly a manifested ancestral spirit.

‘Wow, this is no joke.’

This was the first time he had encountered such powerful aura while climbing the Tower.

He truly lived up to being an orc who was respected even among warriors.

‘So now the real fight begins?’

But he had no intention of backing down. The water had already been spilled.

Mincheol gripped his sword hilt. At that sight, Kurmakdurumak’s face became even more distorted.

“When you should be begging for your life, you dare to face me!”

Kurmakdurumak tried to charge at Mincheol.

Mincheol also heightened all his senses to prepare for a counterattack.

That’s when it happened.

“Stop!”

Alcamalca’s shout brought both of them to a halt.

“Both of you stop! I will not allow any further conflict!”

Alcamalca spoke in a firm tone.

If it were up to him, he would have liked to follow her words.

Though he was an orc he disliked, Kurmakdurumak was an important asset for the defensive side.

‘But it doesn’t look like he’s going to back down?’

Kurmakdurumak wasn’t withdrawing his killing intent even at Alcamalca’s command.

It seemed like he would attack Mincheol if he let his guard down even a little.

In this situation, Mincheol couldn’t be the first to back down.

Alcamalca’s brow furrowed as she watched the two of them.

“I told you to stop!”

A powerful aura burst forth from Alcamalca.

Kurmakdurumak’s momentum was instantly erased.

The entire meeting hall was filled with Alcamalca’s presence.

‘Wow, this is impressive.’

Mincheol was inwardly amazed.

He had thought she would be weak since she was being ignored by the retainers, but it was the opposite.

In terms of momentum alone, she was superior to Kurmakdurumak.

“Are you planning to ignore my words!”

Alcamalca raised her voice again.

Kurmakdurumak withdrew his ancestral spirit. Mincheol also let go of his sword hilt.

As both of them took a step back, Alcamalca also suppressed her momentum.

“You all watched closely. Sir Mincheol possesses skills that are more than sufficient to become a warrior.”

Alcamalca spoke to the warriors.

This time, there wasn’t a single warrior who objected.

The display Mincheol had shown was that shocking.

“Sir Mincheol will join us as a warrior! Know this and let us disperse for today!”

Alcamalca spoke firmly.

As if she wouldn’t listen to any more opposing opinions.

The warriors began leaving the meeting hall one by one.

Kurmakdurumak was the last to leave the meeting hall.

“…Castle Lord, you will regret today’s decision.”

Showing his defiance toward Alcamalca until the very end.

Once all the warriors had left, the meeting hall became empty.

“Haah.”

Alcamalca slumped into an empty chair and let out a sigh.

At that sight, Mincheol felt a pang of guilt.

Thinking about it again, he wondered if he had gone too far.

After all, his opponent was a retainer who had served since the previous castle lord’s time.

“Ahahaha!”

Suddenly, Alcamalca burst into laughter.

“Did you see the warriors’ faces just now? Every single one of them looked dumbfounded. Those who always tried to control the atmosphere in front of me.”

Contrary to his worries, Alcamalca didn’t blame Mincheol.

“That was truly magnificent earlier! I never thought you could fight on equal terms with Sir Kurmakdurumak!”

Instead, she praised Mincheol’s performance.

“You must have heard about him! Sir Kurmakdurumak is a warrior who has protected this region since the previous lord’s time! His reputation is well-known even in the North!”

Actually, he had no idea at all. So Mincheol couldn’t help but be flustered.

‘I picked a fight with such an amazing orc?’

There was nothing good about being disliked by a strong person.

But it was something that had to be done, and it was already done.

Mincheol decided to shake it off.

“You stepped forward at such a timely moment. Thanks to your performance, I was able to suppress the warriors’ complaints.”

Alcamalca smiled warmly and added.

“I misjudged you. I thought you were only skilled in spear throwing, but I didn’t know you were also excellent in close combat.”

“It’s thanks to learning various things to survive.”

He spoke sincerely.

To survive alone in a dangerous place like the Tower, being good at just one thing wasn’t enough.

“An ancestral spirit of hero grade, spear throwing skills capable of destroying siege engines in one strike, and even combat skills to fight against warriors…”

Suddenly Alcamalca lowered her head and fell into deep thought.

When there was no response even after a long while, Mincheol spoke up.

“Castle Lord?”

“…”

“Castle Lord!”

“Oh, oh oh, sorry. I was thinking about something for a moment.”

Alcamalca snapped her fingers. A captain entered the meeting room.

It was the same captain Mincheol had first met.

“Follow him. He’ll guide you to your barracks. You must be tired today, so rest well.”

Mincheol gave a brief greeting, then followed the captain out of the meeting hall.

After he disappeared, Alcamalca muttered in a small voice.

“Surely he’s not really Tooshin’s incarnation…?”

* * *

The place the captain took Mincheol to was the barracks used by soldiers.

It wasn’t due to an administrative error. It was because of Alcamalca’s request.

There were still many soldiers who didn’t believe in Mincheol’s existence.

So her request was for him to live with the soldiers for a while and act as Tooshin’s incarnation.

‘I can certainly grant that much of a request.’

The higher the soldiers’ morale, the easier it would be to wage war.

Mincheol would become that much safer too. There was no reason to refuse such a request.

“Everyone, attention!”

At the captain’s shout, all the soldiers lying in the barracks hurriedly got up from their beds.

Looking at the floor-type beds stretching left and right, a familiar scene came to mind.

‘This is just like old military barracks, isn’t it?’

It was when Mincheol was feeling a strange familiarity.

“Captain, what’s with that mutant orc next to you?”

A soldier near the entrance asked the captain.

The captain immediately kicked the soldier.

“Where do you get off spouting such blasphemy! This is Tooshin’s incarnation!”

The fact that Mincheol wasn’t Tooshin’s incarnation was information only known to the warriors.

The captain also believed without doubt that Mincheol was Tooshin’s incarnation.

“What? Too, Tooshin’s incarnation?”

The soldier who got hit asked with a bewildered face.

The other soldiers showed the same reaction.

“If it’s Tooshin’s incarnation… they say he can make things disappear without even touching them?”

“I, I heard too. They say he used that ability to make all the grappling hooks and siege ladders disappear.”

“Was what the guys from outpost 3 were talking about real?”

“That’s a mutant orc! How can a mutant orc be Tooshin’s incarnation?”

Of course, the soldiers were just surprised and didn’t believe it easily.

Mincheol realized this was exactly the situation for him to step forward.

【Acquiring all ‘military blankets’ within a 1.1km radius.】

Mincheol activated Auto Looting and made all the blankets in the barracks disappear.

When the blankets suddenly vanished, the soldiers’ eyes widened.

“Uh, uaaaah!”

“Wh, what the hell is happening?”

“It’s, it’s a dream. This must be a dream.”

All the soldiers were shocked.

When Mincheol poured out blankets from thin air, they showed an even more intense reaction.

“Did you see that? This is the divine power that drove away the Northern Army.”

The captain said boastfully.

Mincheol was dumbfounded. I’m the one who used the power, so why are you acting proud?

“The incarnation has also been appointed as a new warrior of the Dominion! Originally he should be escorted to the VIP room in the inner castle, but the incarnation refused!”

The captain emphasized with a raised voice.

“Because he wants to be with you as Tooshin’s incarnation!”

The soldiers looked back at Mincheol with moved faces.

“Too, Tooshin is staying with us?”

“To think such a glorious moment would come in my life…”

“Incarnation of Tooshin! Our hero!”

The soldiers’ reaction was explosive. They all looked like they’d burst into tears if touched.

‘Ugh, this is burdensome.’

It’s not like he was doing anything bad, but his conscience pricked him slightly.

“Well then, everyone rest well.”

The captain left Mincheol behind and departed from the barracks.

As soon as the captain disappeared, the soldiers gathered around Mincheol.

“Incarnation! Please sit here! This place is warm!”

“Aren’t you thirsty? I’ll go fetch some water!”

“Incarnation! Please bestow your blessing upon me!”

With orcs shouting from all directions, it was chaotic.

“Incarnation. Will we be able to win this war?”

“What an obvious question. What is there to fear when I’m with you?”

“Incarnation! Please show us your divine power once more!”

“Are you telling me to use the power Tooshin granted me for personal reasons!”

“I’m sorry! I’ve committed a mortal sin!”

“But I’ll show you just this once.”

“Thank you! I’ll treasure this as the glory of my lifetime!”

Even in the midst of all this, Mincheol faithfully completed his mission.

Namely, the mission of boosting the soldiers’ morale.

Then suddenly, he realized.

‘It seems like the soldiers are gradually increasing?’

It wasn’t his imagination.

In the meantime, word had spread, causing soldiers from other barracks to flock over like a tide.

“Incarnation! Please accept this jerky!”

“This is liquor we brewed ourselves! We offer it to you!”

Among them were orcs presenting food to Mincheol.

Since he was feeling a bit hungry, he accepted it and took a bite.

‘This tastes awful…’

The jerky was bitter and dry. The liquor had a strange smell.

They were all foods that humans simply couldn’t eat.

‘I’m glad I brought food.’

According to King Burger’s strategy guide, you should prepare food separately even if it costs a lot of money.

It said orc food doesn’t suit human tastes.

It also included the intention of winning the soldiers’ favor by sharing food.

Since Awakened are treated as mutants in Aksria, it’s not easy to become friends with soldiers.

Of course, Mincheol’s current situation was problematic because he was too friendly with the soldiers.

‘Well, since I brought it anyway, should I give it a try?’

Mincheol took out a pound cake from his Inventory.

Naturally, it was made from Tower materials.

Though made for emergency use, it was famous for its good taste. Of course, the calories were excellent too.

“Avatar-nim, what kind of food is that? I’ve never seen it in my life.”

“Try eating it.”

Mincheol tore off small pieces of the pound cake and offered them to the soldiers.

The eyes of the soldiers who put the energy bar in their mouths widened in amazement.

“Th-there’s such fluffy food like this!”

“The rich sweetness coating my tongue! Wh-what is this…!”

“It-it’s food of the gods! Food of the gods!”

“Tooshin has bestowed heavenly food upon us!”

The soldiers’ fanaticism grew even stronger.

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