The SSR Spearman (Doesn’t) Hide His One-Shot Damage - Chapter 10

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Chapter 10

▶ 【Non-Killing(-)】

For a moment, I thought I’d misread it, and I rubbed my eyes.

‘…Why?’

Wondering if I’d misunderstood what ‘Non-Killing’ meant, I opened the detailed window.

【Non-Killing(-)】
-Will not commit murder. Efficiency against humanoid units is drastically reduced.

“….”

So I hadn’t misread it.
She won’t kill people. Not even enemy soldiers who’ve drawn their weapons against her.

And then there was one more horrifying fact.

◈Geas◈
【Curse of the Sun】
-Cannot wield bladed weapons without a clear justification.

‘A Magic Swordsman class, and yet there are restrictions on using blades?’

This woman, for certain.
In the original work, she drew her sword without any hesitation…
Her eyes would flip over, and she’d cut down people left and right, didn’t she?
So why is it like this?

I was so dumbfounded that I just stared blankly at the system window, when suddenly—

“Setanta, why do you keep staring at the wall with such a grave expression?”
“….”

Ailin asked, looking puzzled.

Looking closer, I noticed she had a separate iron practice sword hanging at her side.
Compared to Clau Solas, which blazed with dazzling light at her back, it was a truly pitiful weapon.

‘Haa…’

At this rate, she’s going straight to Trash-Tier SSR.

Without justification, she can’t even properly draw her sword.
Every time she faces a hostile force, she plays it passive with ‘I can’t kill anyone’—an SSR like that?

She’s worse than James. This is Trash-Tier!

“Seriously, I’m losing it. That guy was an overpowered character when he was a boss, so why has he turned into a dud now that he’s on our side?”
“…Setanta, what did you just say? You want to relieve yourself before the sortie?”
“Setanta-nim! Do you need the latrine? I’ll show you right away—”
“….”

The Geas etched into my soul can’t be undone, they say.
But at the very least, I need to get rid of that ‘Non-Killing’ trait, so I can actually play the part of a proper hero.
My head is already throbbing just thinking about it.

“…Let’s just go.”

We agreed to set out before things got any worse.

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We climbed back to the surface through the passages of the Underground City.
Corpses littered the streets, piled in every corner.
Still, the Empire’s forces must have made some headway against the demonic monsters overnight, because thankfully, none of them were roaming the streets.

“Guards… Guards! Please help us… my wife’s trapped under here…”
“Oh no, my child hasn’t mutated badly yet! If they just get Holy Healing, they can come back to us…!”

All the way down the road, there were cries for help, the sounds of people struggling against being dragged off…
The wails of the survivors rose and faded, rose and faded, over and over.

‘Let’s see… I think the chapel was somewhere around here.’

Just then, we spotted a crowd milling about in the distance.
Ah, so that must be it.

“M-my daughter… my daughter’s trapped in the basement of that chapel!”

Just as expected, a middle-aged man stood in front of the chapel, sobbing with his whole heart.
The guards standing beside him wore troubled expressions and did nothing but murmur among themselves.
They showed no sign whatsoever of wanting to help.

“She’s probably dead already, don’t you think? Seeing as the soldiers sent to search still haven’t come back…”
“Wouldn’t it be better to just burn the whole building down? Sounds like demonic monsters are swarming inside.”
“There’s no way I’m going in there. We’d just be throwing our lives away…”

Judging by their conversation, the guards had no intention of going into the chapel, which was already overrun by demonic monsters.

“M-my daughter is down in that basement!”
“….”
“She got swept up by some beggars and went down there… Please, someone, anyone…”

But at the man’s word “beggars,” Rian and Ailin both reacted.
Most likely, beggars from Ailand had fled underground, and the man’s daughter had gotten caught up with them.

“Please… I’ll beg you! Anyone, please…!”

[Emergency Quest Triggered!]

At that very moment.
As if it had been waiting for its cue, a quest notification surfaced.

◈Emergency Quest◈
【The Girl Trapped in the Chapel Basement】
-Rescue the girl from the basement of the chapel.
◆ Upon quest success: Gain 1p Player Points

‘One Privilege Point, then.’

If I farm the Holy Relic and save the little girl on the way, I’ll get points for completing the quest, too.
Two birds with one stone, plain and simple.

I immediately lowered my voice and spoke to the party members.

“I have a feeling our fellow countrymen are locked up somewhere beneath this chapel.”
“……!”

Of course, according to the original work, every one of those beggars is already dead.
The only survivor is a single Empire girl.

‘I feel bad about deceiving them.’

But I have to clear the quest, and my Ailander party members only react to the word “countrymen.”
For now, I decided to play dumb and keep my mouth shut.

“Alright, let’s get going.”

Just as I was about to head into the chapel with the guys.

“W-wait, are you really going to help us? To rescue our daughter……!”
“Something like that. We’ll bring your daughter back with us on the way.”
“……!”

Perhaps he caught the Ailand accent in my reply, because a flicker of reluctance crossed the man’s face for a moment…….
But soon he was groveling and began describing his daughter’s appearance.

* * *

Creeeak—

The moment I yanked open the wooden door leading down to the chapel’s basement, a musty stench rushed up at us.
The smell of damp dust.
And the smell of rotting wood.

……Shh.
I pressed a finger to my lips and glanced between Rian and Ailin.
The two of them nodded slowly.

Eeek, creak-.
Every step we took, the floorboards groaned as they warped beneath us.

We kept descending for what felt like forever.
At last, we reached the basement of the chapel.

“Kkrrk, krrrk……”

Standing before a thick iron door, I could sense the presence of demonic monsters on the other side.
They seemed to have reacted to our approach.

‘Are they going to come pouring out the moment I open this? That’d be a real pain.’

In the original game, Setanta’s position is Single-target Bamboo Spear Dealer.
Against a crowd, he’s bound to be at a disadvantage no matter what.

‘Hmm, what do I do about this?’

Without thinking, I glanced back toward Ailin.
At least on this side, there’s one area-of-effect dealer who used to be a boss.

‘But Ailin is a low-level character right now. She’s nothing like the performance she showed when she faced me as a boss.’

The Golden Sword Aura that once sliced through the map, cutting down every living thing in its path……
If I want to see that terrifying sight from the original work again, I’ll still have to wait quite a while.
So a guide that crushes everything with area damage in one go is out of the question.

‘Then should I just sneak in quietly and take them down one by one with assassinations?’

But the underground was far too dark, and that bothered me.
And I couldn’t cheat my way around it by tweaking the graphics settings to brighten the dark environment, either.

…Would it really be fine to go in like this?
I was still hesitating when—

Hwaaaah—

“…!”

A blue light flared up right before my eyes.
Following the bluish glow to its source, I turned around to find Rian muttering something under his breath, as if chanting a spell.

‘Is he about to cast a spell?’

He held an old book of magic, and at a glance I could see it was crammed with what looked like ancient hieroglyphs.
There were also, here and there, some rather graphic anatomical diagrams tucked between the pages, so…
It had to be one of those forbidden grimoires that get classified as seditious literature.

Shff-.
Then Rian fumbled through his robes and pulled out a single jelly doll.
With its eyes, nose, and mouth shaped just like a person’s, it looked utterly suspicious.

“….”

Watching this, Ailin’s face had somehow gone pale.
She snapped her head away and quickly put some distance between herself and the dark mage.

‘Why is she acting like that?’

“…What are those ugly dolls, anyway?”

Whisper, whisper.
I asked Rian in a low voice.
I had seen them in the game before, but now that I was looking at them in the flesh, I suddenly wanted to know what those dolls really were.

“Ah, Setanta! Would you like to touch one? These are my masterpieces.”
“Hmm…?”

I cautiously poked the doll’s cheek with my fingertip.
Bbyoing.
A springy give, like firm pudding, came through to my fingertip.

Was I imagining it?
It almost seemed as though the doll had just frowned.

“Pretty cute, right?”
“Ah, yes. I suppose so.”
“In reality they’re disgusting, vile heinous criminals. But making them like this means they’re easy to carry, and I don’t feel much guilt about it either.”
“…?”

…Heinous criminals?

Wait, could this thing actually be a person?
So it really was a person in the setting after all?!

“Then, Setanta, shall we begin?”

Woooosh.
Before I could even ask a question, purple mana began to billow around Rian.
The moment he muttered a few words of incantation.
…Krrrk!
The seething violet mana surged upward and began to bore into the doll’s two eyes.

“…!”

The Jelly Doll’s mouth trembled and fell open.
Gone was its adorable expression; in its place was a hideously twisted, monstrous face.

Drip-drip.

Then, along with a liquid pouring out that could have been blood or tears,
the Jelly Doll’s two eyeballs finally hollowed out.

[Rian has offered a sacrifice and cast a spell!]

[Buffs granted to all Party members: Night Vision Enhancement and Presence Reduction!]

‘Oh…’

In an instant, the shapes of the objects around me began to come into focus.
Night vision. It felt like I’d become a wild animal hunting under the cover of darkness.

[Night Vision Enhancement and Presence Reduction are currently active across the entire Party.]
[Time remaining: 29 minutes 59 seconds]

‘The buff duration is generous, too.’

Just as expected, Dark Magic demands a price to be cast.
It was more troublesome than ordinary magic, but its effects seemed reliable enough.

“I’ll wait here. I’m sorry, but… since I have to pay a price every time, I can’t respond right away.”

Rian hung his head and said so.

Well, mages as a breed were mostly frail to begin with, and…
Even in an underground map like this, without instant-cast spellcasting, they were nearly useless in a fight.
It was better for him not to tag along than to become a drag on the party, that much was clear.

“Then I wish you luck. Setanta.”

He made a gesture toward me, something like a prayer, then quickly stepped back a good distance.

Screeeech.

I quietly pushed the iron door open,
and slipped into the blind spot beside the doorframe.

“Krrrrk, krk…”

Thanks to the Presence Reduction buff, the demonic monsters apparently hadn’t noticed me.
Tap-tap.
I also beckoned to Ailin, who was still standing there with her brows knitted and a grave expression on her face.
Now it was time to conquer the dungeon.

“……Krk?”

Shk!
I stepped forward at once, driving my spear into the skull of every one I could see.
They were lesser Demonic Monsters with humanoid builds, so the spearhead slid in with ease.

‘They really can’t tell it’s me, can they?’

…Shhk!

They didn’t even draw any Aggro toward me.
Thanks to Presence Reduction and the Night Vision Enhancement buff, the work went remarkably smoothly.

‘Ailin’s handling her end just fine, too.’

I’d been worried, since what she held was a blunt, edgeless weapon.
But the iron practice sword in Ailin’s hands kept striking the very same spot again and again, caving in the monsters’ skulls.
She couldn’t put one down with a single blow the way I could, but her swordsmanship was controlled and precise enough to draw admiration.

‘Good. At this rate, we’ll wrap this up in under three minutes.’

Just as things were going suspiciously well, it happened.

‘Hm?’

One creature caught my eye, its appearance a little odd.
Its head was thickly crusted with scales, front and back, an unusual look.

‘…That one might not die easily.’

It stood beside the rubble of the collapsed chapel, swaying its head.
A grotesque shape, and an eerie way of moving.
Judging from my long playtime, creatures like that have to be killed in one strike.
If I fail to kill it outright, there’s no telling how it will counterattack from there.

“….”

I took a short, steadying breath.
Gripping the spear shaft tightly with both hands, I crept up on the thing…

Krrk!

I drove the spear deep into the very center of its head with all my strength.

“Kiik! Kiieeeek-!”

Beneath the hard crust, there was a softer give.
The spearpoint transmitted, clear as day, the feeling of tearing through the soft flesh hidden inside its shell.

“Kkrk, kkrrk…”

But it wasn’t dead yet. Only by splitting its skull open would this be truly over.

Kudeuk!

Still gripping the shaft, I spun a full turn and split its skull wide open with a *crack*.

But perhaps the rubble had grazed the arc of the spearpoint.

…Kagagak!
A spark flared, and the area brightened all at once.

‘Huh?’

Right then.

[The Demonic Monster has perceived you!]
[The Demonic Monster has perceived you!]
[The Demonic Monster has perceived you!]
…….

Dozens of gleaming eyeballs swiveled in unison, all following me.

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