A Genius Gamer, Reincarnated as a Hero - Chapter 12



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A genius gamer, reincarnated into a famous hero episode 12

30 days, growth (1)

To conclude, Harang was unable to bring the holy sword Terandal.

There were two main reasons.

Firstly.

-You are still too weak!

Qualified, but weak.

That was the main reason.

-If you grab me and swing me now, my life force will be sucked out and I will die. Tsk tsk.

The holy sword Terandal was a weapon that tempered itself by cutting down countless monsters, black dragons, and demigods and drinking their blood.

Because of its immense power, it is impossible for anyone other than Caladun, who grew up with Terandal, to even hold a sword and endure it. In fact, Harang also had no choice but to lose his hold of the holy sword in less than two seconds.

Terandal returned to its original position, and Kal-El then explained the second reason.

‘The holy sword Terandal is the family treasure and symbol. If you want to own this, you will have to prove your worth by making meritorious achievements on the battlefield.’

Caladelia, Caladern’s treasure trove, was full of weapons that only appeared in legends, and anyone in the family could receive them if they made a contribution.

The Holy Sword Terandal is no exception.

So far, no one has received it because they have not met both qualifications.

‘It’s a shame.’

I was wondering if I should get some fake weapons from the start.

Squeak!

While I was lost in thought, the door opened and ten boys, girls, women, and young men came in one after another and sat down in order in front of the huge table.

Cheer! She felt Cheren’s glare from a distance away, but she didn’t look in that direction. It’s just annoying to have to look her in the eyes.

The last person to appear was the eldest son, Hiron Paul Calladan, who achieved 7 stars at a young age in his late 20s and is still making a name for himself on the battlefield.

Hiron stood still for a moment and glared at Harang, then sat down, and the other purebloods in his direct line glared at him one by one. There was no way that Harang, who came in from nowhere and took the position of successor after being a named disciple, would look good.

Just because he was Harang, there was no way he would be comfortable with their gaze.

Now, Harang also knew why they risked their lives in a bloody battle.

‘Curse of stigmata.’

It was a symptom that only appeared in direct lineage Caladern who had inherited dark blood, and it was a curse that caused their entire bodies to turn silver and die. There is only one way to overcome this. To achieve great success as Caladorn.

To do so, it is absolutely impossible to do so using ordinary methods.

No matter how talented you are, it is impossible to reach the level of 10 stars unless you are blessed with heavenly luck.

‘Everyone is aiming for the same goal.’

A ‘pantheon’ where only the head of Caladern is allowed to enter.

It is said to be a place where the spirits of Kaladan’s ancestral heroes sleep, and there you can learn about the secret powers of the past and the polar seasons that have been lost in tradition, and it is also possible to obtain and ingest the Great Hwandan of Heaven’s Blessings.

Moreover, there are rumors going around that the curse of stigmata can be erased just by entering, so anyone in the direct lineage of Kaladan has no choice but to take the challenge.

No matter how much you swing your sword, you will not be able to escape the curse of having nightmares of your body turning silver and dying for the rest of your life.

‘Can’t we just let everyone in and out?’

It can’t be that comfortable.

Only one person can enter the pantheon. While everyone was trying to escape the curse, none of the brothers would welcome a competitor who came out of nowhere.

“Everyone is here.”

thud!

Harang turned his head at the sound of the heavy door closing.

As Duke Kal-El Paul Kaladan walked slowly with his back to him, the secretary pulled up his chair.

He sat down on the chair and slowly looked around at the four children who had been given the opportunity to ‘ascend’, and finally he looked at the youngest boy.

Hello, Paul Calladun.

A boy who aroused the interest of Kal-El Paul Calladan, who had been indifferent for a long time.

“The reason we created this place, as everyone knows, is to soon become part of a family and meet each other as ‘Polden.’”

It’s lunch time. We gathered together to eat, but the food wasn’t even served yet. Meals are not the main purpose.

‘Becoming a successor couldn’t be better. I understand that as a pureblood, I have to take responsibility.’

If it had been a normal ascension, there would have been almost no chance of getting caught up in a battle for rank and dying.

However, one thing that is fortunate is that there is an age limit even in ranking matches.

A blood relative who acts as a Foldon Knight can never touch a child under the age of 14, politically or physically. If you are caught using your hands, you will immediately have both your arms cut off, your eyes gouged out, and you will be expelled from Kaladun.

In other words, when you turn 14, you may be caught up in a ranking war.

If you don’t have a good foundation in place before then, everything could be lost.

As I slowly looked back at the blood relatives who were now brothers, Arihil, who was sitting at the end, smiled and waved his hand. They might be fighting to the death, but they have such bright expressions on their faces.

“A reward should be given to the blood relatives who ascended to heaven and earned the qualifications of Foldon. Cheren, my youngest granddaughter. “What do you want?”

Cheren stood up politely and slowly parted his lips.

“I want the treasured sword Asirule.”

Rewards are given to blood relatives who pass the certification ceremony, but there is one rule.

You must mention the weapon that exists in Kaladun’s treasure trove, ‘Caladelia’, and you must not want an weapon that does not match your level.

Therefore, parents usually tell their children in advance what kind of weapons they should receive. Cheren, as well as the other four collaterals, must have also received word from their parents.

but.

‘I don’t know what’s there?’

It has to be that way.

Harang’s father died several years ago, and no one taught him about the family rules.

It’s been so long since the Meliz family produced Ascension that they didn’t know exactly what was left, what was good, and what was up to par.

They say Caladelia is full of legendary Noble Phantasms and weapons that only appear in myths, but it would be a waste to choose them at random without knowing anything about them.

“Next, my youngest grandson.”

After Cheren and the four collateral children all chose weapons, it was Harang’s turn. The term ‘youngest grandson’ was very awkward, but I gradually got used to it.

“Is there anything you want?”

Harang thought for a moment and said.

“Can’t I go and choose it myself?”

“… … .”

“… … .”

Clink.

I heard someone drop a fork on an empty plate.

* * *

People in this world are surprised by trivial things. Is it so strange to say that you choose it yourself?

No. Maybe it’s just Kaladun that’s strange.

In conclusion, it was rejected.

Kal-El didn’t seem to be in a very bad mood. He smiled slightly, showing his teeth, and then he said:

“Hehehe, my youngest grandson. Only the head of the family can enter Caladelia. “If you really want to go, become the head of the family and go.”

That’s another fact I didn’t know.

If you had told me earlier, wouldn’t you have made that request?

‘Give me a color or a manual at least.’

Why are there so many things that don’t work?

‘Still, I received something amazing.’

When the cloth covering a sword is removed, a sword sheath decorated with a red pattern appears.

A silver dragon was engraved on it, and the hilt of the sword was dark black.

It was still too long for Harang’s small body to wield, but anyone could tell that it was a famous sword.

The famous sword, Cheongwolheun (靑月痕).

It means a blue scar engraved on the full moon, and there is a legend that it was used by a legendary swordsman who is said to have cut down the moon long ago.

Kal-El realized that Harang did not know what was inside Caladelia, and said this.

“I will choose the sword for you myself.”

It is natural that not only collaterals but also direct purebloods were shocked.

Up until now, Duke Kal-El has never personally chosen a sword.

However, when Duke Kal-el directly said that he would bestow the famous sword ‘Blue Moon’ to Harang, everyone rose up in protest, which was also a planned process.

This is because Cheongwolheun was too skilled a sword for a child of only 7 years old to handle.

“If you show similar results, we may reward you with even greater weapons. “The reason I haven’t done that before is probably because you guys haven’t performed as well as I expected.”

Duke Kal-El made a statement that silenced his grandchildren and at the same time promised everyone a worthy reward.

‘If anyone wants to receive arms like the youngest grandchild, show strength.’

Harang quietly wrapped the sword in cloth. The weight and length, as well as the aura it gave off, were definitely different.

All I could think was that if I used it right now, it would actually be dangerous because my magic power would be sucked out.

“Is the given time one month?”

The direct and collateral relatives who have proven their qualifications at the certification ceremony return to their respective surnames and receive a grace period of approximately one month.

Once you enter the White Night Castle, you may not be able to come out for more than 10 years, so the last thing you want to do is spend time with your parents.

Harang had no parents or close friends, so the time was unnecessary, but there was a way to use it usefully.

[Quest success!]

[The location where the last mana technique left behind by the warrior Caladern is displayed on the map.]

The quest of the warrior Caladun was not in the form of items or items being given out of thin air like in a game.

When a map is displayed, you can go directly to retrieve the item.

It was a little uncomfortable, but there was nothing I could do.

‘I received a huge amount of compensation, but I can’t say I’m full.’

Following the location marked on the map, I followed the deserted forest path from Calambrinho’s palace and arrived at a large nameless lake.

“Whoa, we’ve arrived. “What is really in a lake like this?”

The lake was so large that the end could not be seen in the distance, but it was peaceful and quiet.

“Let’s go.”

Harang put down the pocket he wore on his waist, took off his outer clothes, and easily threw himself into the lake.

with a plop! My body suddenly became dark, but I did not feel suffocated.

Those with more than 1 core of magical power can replace mana with oxygen energy. However, fuel efficiency is very poor, so it is normal for one core to not be able to last for several minutes, but Harang showed excellent efficiency by finely controlling his body strength through divine protection.

For an ordinary core, the limit would have been about 5 minutes, but Harang continued to swim forward for a whopping 30 minutes.

After swimming through the depths of the lake and entering a cave-like place, a temple-like place with its own light appeared.

The temple was covered with air bubbles despite being located deep in the lake.

Harang shook his damp hair and walked into the temple.

The temple felt like an ancient Greek temple, with deer pictures drawn here and there as if they were worshiping deer.

As I walked into the interior of the temple, which was bigger than I could imagine, a gust of wind suddenly blew.

Whioooo… … !!

“Ugh.”

As I lowered my posture and endured it, covering my face with my arms, blue light burst out from inside the temple and dazzlingly illuminated the entire area.

“This… … !”

Only then was I able to find out the identity of what was sleeping inside the temple.

A deer the size of a hut had fallen in the center of the temple.

Even though it looked like it was definitely dead, the deer’s huge antlers were glowing blue, so bright that the dark lake was as clear as day.

“That… … Could it be that Danggakhyang is also called the spirit of the lake?”

Because he was such a famous guardian, even Harang knew about him.

A sacred spirit that fought against demons as the spirit of the lake and the guardian of the human world. Did she say that when she took human form, she was a woman who set fire to the hearts of many people during her lifetime thanks to her outstanding beauty?

Harang slowly approached Danggakhyang’s body.

‘… … ‘He disappeared a long time ago, so he’s really dead.’

Even though it was probably already dead, Danggakhyang’s horn was shining brightly in blue. There was a very concentrated magical energy sleeping inside the horn, and it was easy to understand that it was what people in the world commonly refer to as the ‘spirit spirit’.

“I think I received something better than the compensation I originally received… … .”

Since the only person who knows about this place is Harang, the inner altar of the legendary spirit belongs solely to Harang.

‘Does this mean that by giving the mana practice method as a reward, I should use the inner altar of the spiritual being to learn it?’

Harang went a little further into the temple. There was a stone door in the corner, so I ran quickly and opened it, revealing a small old room.

Inside, there was a huge bookshelf, but there was only one book on it.

When I took out the book and looked at it, I realized that it was not a language used by humans.

‘Dragon language?’

Although it was written in the language of dragons, perhaps thanks to Calantatis’ contract, the letters changed on their own, so there was no problem reading them.

“Caladun’s Mana Practice… … .”

Silver Dragon God Qigong

That moment when you inadvertently read the cover of a magic book shelf.

[Would you like to acquire the skill ‘Silver Dragon Divine Qigong’?]

Harang almost screamed at the message floating in the air.

“What, wait… … “This works?”

Harang, who had no idea that something like this could be realized, put his trembling hand to the [Yes] button.

That moment.

Harang’s body was enveloped in a silver-white air current, and the entire area began to be covered in light.

“Ugh, wow!!”

A boy’s scream rang out from deep at the bottom of an unexplored lake, but no one heard it.