The Return of the Genius Ranker’s Myth Warehouse - Chapter 85

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Chapter 85
Chapter 85
Hermes’ Winged Sandals.
The messenger god, Talaria.
Using that power, I traveled to.
[ Rabel Main Gate ]
The grand entrance to the metropolis of Labelt.
Originally, I had planned to head to the Hunter Guild for growth, but with such an incident occurring at the Duel Arena, which wasn’t far from the Hunter Guild, I had no choice.
If I stopped by the Hunter Guild in a situation like this, a similar commotion might break out again.
For now, I decided to avoid users as much as possible.
Besides.
‘I have things to do anyway.’
I had been planning to come here eventually regardless.
After all, among the Quests I possessed, besides the main scenario Quest ‘The Awakening of Evil’.
[ Linked Quest ‘Labelt Guard Corps’ has been created. ]
Rank : Heroic
Description : You hunted the Big Slime in the City of Beginnings and earned recognition from the Guard Corps.
Head to the Labelt Guard Corps to receive your reward for this Achievement.
Objective : Reach level 150 or higher and submit a letter of recommendation to the Labelt Guard Corps
I had this Quest as well.
The Labelt Guard Corps was located right beside the main gate, so I came straight here.
With the Guard Corps, I wouldn’t have to worry about encountering users.
Thinking this, as I approached the main gate, I saw that Guard Captain I had seen when I first arrived in Labelt.
“Greetings.”
“Hmm? Ah, I remember now. Aren’t you the adventurer who presented a wanted criminal’s token right upon arrival? Yes, what brings you here? Did you perhaps capture a new wanted criminal?”
From that Guard Captain’s perspective, I was just one of dozens or hundreds of beginner adventurers entering each day.
Yet he remembered me.
It seemed my defeat of the Murderer and submission of the wanted criminal’s token had left quite an impression.
Indeed, it wasn’t common for a beginner adventurer who had just graduated from the City of Beginnings and arrived in Labelt to submit a wanted criminal’s token.
However, what I intended to submit was not a wanted criminal’s token.
[ Hans’ Letter of Recommendation ]
“Hmm?”
The starting condition for the linked Quest, ‘Labelt Guard Corps’.
It was the letter of recommendation I had received in the City of Beginnings.
The Guard Captain immediately recognized its nature.
“I heard about it not long ago. That an exceptional new adventurer had appeared in the City of Beginnings for the first time in a while. So that’s you.”
However, after reading the letter of recommendation, the Guard Captain soon shook his head and returned the letter I had handed him.
“But didn’t you hear the explanation? The standards of the Labelt Guard Corps are incomparably higher than the City of Beginnings. Come back after growing a bit more.”
“Isn’t level 150 or higher sufficient for the conditions?”
“Yes, your adventurers must surpass level 150 just to participate. This isn’t something a new adventurer who graduated from the City of Beginnings just weeks ago can do.”
From what he was saying, it seemed he’d made some kind of misunderstanding.
He apparently thought my level couldn’t have exceeded 150 since I’d only recently graduated from the City of Beginnings.
“I have.”
“So you’re saying you’ve surpassed level 50? No, you need to exceed level 150. If you’d like, I can recommend a hunting ground. If you head out through the Western Gate….”
“Level 150. I’ve surpassed it.”
“What kind of nonsense is that?”
“You can verify it yourself, can’t you?”
“I can verify it, but to think you surpassed level 150 in just a few weeks….”
Most NPCs can check a user’s level.
It’s only natural, since they need to verify Quest conditions.
The Guard Captain, having no choice but to check my level,
“Whoa!”
let out a gasp of surprise.
“No, how is this possible! I’m certain I received word from the City of Beginnings just a few weeks ago. You’re telling me you surpassed level 150 in that short span of time?”
He was so startled that he even dropped the water flask he’d been holding.
“Oh, could it be that I received the news late? No, that can’t be. Even if I did hear it late, it would have been only a few days difference….”
I couldn’t watch the Guard Captain remain flustered any longer, so I folded up the letter of recommendation I’d laid out and continued speaking.
“Now that the conditions have been verified, may I accept a mission?”
“Ah, yes. Of course it’s possible. Normally, the Labelt Guard Corps doesn’t accept help from outside adventurers, but those bearing a letter of recommendation are permitted to join missions.”
“Is there a mission I can participate in right now?”
“Hmm. The 2nd Subjugation Squad has just departed on a regular subjugation, but they left this morning, so it would already be too late to catch up.”
“Could you tell me their location?”
“That’s not difficult….”
When I took out a map, the Guard Captain pointed out the location of the 2nd Subjugation Squad.
Fortunately, the distance wasn’t too far.
“When does the subjugation begin?”
“Usually, after arriving at the site and preparing, it starts at noon. Since there’s not much time left, wouldn’t it be better to wait for the next subjugation?”
It was kind advice, but I had no intention of waiting for the next subjugation.
Considering the time remaining until noon and the distance to the subjugation squad,
“I’ll depart immediately.”
I thought I could arrive before noon.
After all, I had White Pang, a level 100 Epic-grade mount.
No, now that I’d reached level 150, I should summon a mount befitting that level.
Among the level 150 mount flutes I possessed, the best one was naturally
[ Night Leopard ]
this one.
Piiiii—!
As I blew the flute, the Night Leopard was summoned.
Its fur was as black as pitch, and the leopard’s distinctive spots gleamed softly like moonlight reflecting off them.
Night Leopard.
A Unique-tier mount of level 150.
The moment it was summoned, I mounted the creature as it lowered its head and assumed a posture of submission before me.
“Let’s go.”
“Grrrowwwl—!”
Whoosh!
The Night Leopard surged forward.
Toward the 2nd Subjugation Squad marked on my map.
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The Labelt Guard Corps was divided into two major categories.
The first was the ‘Guard Corps’ that handled internal security in the great city of Labelt—the kind people typically envisioned.
The second was the ‘Subjugation Squad’—those who preemptively eliminated external threats and monsters that posed danger to Labelt.
“Battle stations!”
“Battle stations!”
Here, the 2nd Subjugation Squad of Labelt was precisely such a force.
They had mobilized after hearing reports that monster hordes were gathering in the southwestern region of Labelt.
The Savage Forest.
This was their destination.
Before entering the forest, the Subjugation Squad had planned to complete their preparations and enter at noon.
“Kraaaaaaagh!”
“The timing couldn’t be worse.”
“Commander! It appears we’re being surrounded!”
A problem had emerged.
Before they could finish their preparations, monsters launched an ambush from the forest.
The monsters that appeared were orc hordes—unmistakably formidable at first glance, just as the reports had warned.
Orcs were typically known to possess low intelligence, their attacks consisting of nothing but mindless charges.
But these orcs were different.
Rather than rushing forward recklessly upon ambushing, they had begun to encircle the Subjugation Squad with coordinated precision.
“Fall back for now. Fighting while surrounded is disadvantageous.”
“Yes, understood! Subjugation Squad! Raise your shields and retreat while defending against their attacks!”
“Sir!”
This situation was perilous.
They needed to withdraw first and regroup their formation.
While orcs themselves were not extraordinarily powerful monsters, the ‘tactics’ these orcs were employing posed an equal threat.
The Subjugation Commander made the cautious decision to retreat, determined to avoid even a single casualty.
But then.
“Kar Gosh, Mar Dugrash!”
The orc hordes encircling the Subjugation Squad.
From behind them, orc shamans chanting incantations drove massive totems—carved from wooden pillars—into the ground.
Until this moment, there had been no major cause for alarm.
The shamanism wielded by orc shamans was mostly limited to berserk enchantments, after all.
But then.
Kugugugu!
“Subjugation Commander! The escape route is blocked!”
“The Orc Grand Shaman is employing such tactics?”
Wooden pillars erupted from behind them, sealing off the escape route entirely.
The Orc Grand Shaman was using such tactics?
I had never heard of such a thing.
Even if they weren’t using berserk shamanism but rather this kind of magic, the orthodox approach would be to have pillars erupt in the center of enemy lines for offensive purposes.
Yet here they were, erecting wooden pillars to block the escape route.
This was no strategy that ordinary orcs could devise.
“Subjugation Commander! Your orders!”
The escape route was sealed.
Three sides were surrounded by orcs, leaving only the escape route open—until now.
The Subjugation Commander had no choice but to issue combat orders.
“Attack!”
“Forward!”
Battle erupted between the Subjugation Squad and the orcs.
Ordinarily, a force of the Subjugation Squad’s caliber should dispatch orcs without difficulty.
“These beasts are employing tactics!”
“Are these really orcs?”
“Watch out for their magic!”
These orcs were different.
Orcs wielding genuine strategy and tactics.
It felt less like subjugating orcs and more like waging war against a foreign nation.
Most troubling of all.
“Mogh Karash, Zaga Lak!”
Boom!
The Orc Grand Shaman was the real problem.
Typically, orc shamans would charge forward recklessly in keeping with their violent nature, fighting without any semblance of proper shamanic conduct.
Yet these shamans remained at the rear of the formation, casting magic exclusively.
Like human mages.
This made the battle exponentially more difficult.
“We must eliminate the shamans first!”
“But, Subjugation Commander! The front lines!”
“I’ll go myself!”
“It’s far too dangerous! The orcs are defending the shamans with an iron wall! Moreover, if you leave, Subjugation Commander, who will command us?”
The Subjugation Commander wanted to advance personally, but the situation was far from favorable.
I didn’t think we would lose, but continuing like this would result in catastrophic casualties.
To suffer losses at the hands of mere orcs.
It would be a disgrace to my honor as Subjugation Commander.
‘If only I could deal with those Orc shamans…!’
The shamans are the problem.
If I could just eliminate the shamans, I feel like I could somehow break through this situation.
But those Orc shamans, acting unlike typical shamans by chanting spells from the very rear, are impossible to reach.
In that very moment.
Thud-thud-thud!
The Subjugation Commander felt it.
From far away.
A tremor of the earth, heard from even farther than the roars of the Orcs.
He could recognize it because he was once a knight of the Empire, and even now rode his beloved steed as a lance cavalry warrior.
He knew this tremor was the sound of someone galloping rapidly toward them.
And its master was.
‘A Night Leopard?’
A rider mounted on a black panther.
Before being an Imperial lance cavalry warrior, as a rider himself, the Subjugation Commander also knew of the Night Leopard.
A vast, dense jungle existing in the southern reaches of the continent.
A tribe that ruled over that great jungle, which the Empire had yet to subjugate.
And it was said that only chosen warriors among them could mount the Night Leopard.
But who on earth was this person to appear riding such a Night Leopard?
The reason remained unknown, but one thing was certain.
“Grrrowwwl-!”
He was an ally.
The Orc shaman was positioned at the rear from the Subjugation Squad’s perspective, but from the outside, it was as if they stood unprotected and isolated at the back.
Thus, the man riding the Night Leopard charged toward the unprotected Orc shaman at the rear.
Toward the Orc Grand Shaman who commanded all the shamans among the Orcs.
[ Spear of Boundless Reach, Aegak Spear ]
( Non-Tradeable )
Form : Spear
Grade : Unique
Restriction : Level 500 or higher, Spear Mastery Lv 50 or higher, Riding Lv 30 or higher
Description : The spear of the great general Zhao Yun, named to embody the meaning that none in the world dare stand against him.
He charged forward wielding a long spear that appeared extraordinary even at a glance.
The Orc Grand Shaman, too focused on his incantations to evade, could not escape.
Squelch!
The Spear of Boundless Reach.
The Aegak Spear pierced through his heart, and he lost his life in a single blow.
Gurggle-gurggle-gurggle.
Immediately after, the spells that had been maintained by the Orc Grand Shaman at their center began to lose their power and fade away.

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