How to Live as a Knight After the Ending - Chapter 112



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Episode 112. The Treasure of the Ruins (3)

[Symbol of Guardianship] The remaining two, excluding the amulet.

One was a bracelet and the other was a triangular kite shield that could be worn on one hand.

Ossian carefully examined the shield among them.

‘I didn’t know I could get the Stormcaster’s shield in good condition.’

I’ve been thinking lately that I need a shield or two.

Because the knight was one who broke through with a sword, but at the same time, he was also one who protected with a shield.

‘I’ve always been so focused on avoidance that I didn’t really pay attention, but now it’s a different story.’

That’s why I chose the shield without hesitation.

[Stormmaster’s Shield]

Among the relics that could be obtained from this ruin, it could be said to be a fairly good item.

Although this shield was immediately usable by Ossian, its true value was not limited to that.

‘As the name suggests, this shield has the performance of an artifact.’

It was ‘Storm Swing’.

The moment you swing your shield, a powerful wind will blow and swirl around you, granting you the power of a storm wizard.

Although this wind itself has no offensive effect, it is a very useful effect that blocks a wide area of ??projectiles flying from a distance.

It’s not just about blocking with a shield, it’s about blocking with wind generated around it.

‘If you time it right, you can even bounce off things like catapult cannons.’

It was different from the normal wind because it was a wind called forth by a mysterious power.

Of course, it was possible to deflect heavy projectiles by changing their direction.

‘It’s unknown how well it will stop bullets, but it won’t be completely ineffective.’

Even if you just bend the direction a little, it can be a very useful effect.

Of course, it would be quite inconvenient to carry around a shield like this all the time.

A sword can be carried around on your waist, but a shield must be carried around constantly or worn on your back.

This bracelet was created to prevent that.

‘Bracelet of storage.’

In-game, it was a reasonably capable item that expanded your inventory slot by about 1, but now it was different.

Ossian took out something suitable from the items he had, such as a pass that allowed him to cross each numbered area.

When Ossian put the pass on his bracelet, the pass disappeared with a snap.

‘This bracelet itself acts as a subspace.’

This was my first time actually using it, but I knew it would turn out like this, even just guessing.

‘So the shield too.’

Ossian placed [Stormcaster’s Shield] into the bracelet of storage.

The shield that had been shining with a soft silver color disappeared.

The shield has also become much lighter since it has disappeared into subspace.

‘The maximum storage space may not be that large, but the convenience is top-notch.’

All three relics I chose were satisfactory.

This was possible because everyone knew the effects very well.

‘On the other hand, other people are… … .’

Even Terence was like that right now.

Terence was given the right to choose the relics after Ossian, and he was also able to take three.

What Terence chose was a book that appeared to be a grimoire, a wand that was a catalyst for manifesting magic, and lastly a disk with some kind of blueprint drawn on it.

‘It’s a magic book, so the skills you can get from it would naturally be Storm Sorcerer’s sorcery.’

This would be a very useful skill for Terence, who can learn various elemental magics.

But the other two didn’t look like that.

That was the cane Terence had chosen at the time.

‘That thing. It’s a crappy item that even users born as wizards don’t even look at.’

The main evaluation was that although the appearance looks expensive and fancy with jewels at the end, the actual performance is subtle and different from its appearance.

‘That stone disc thing doesn’t even exist in the game, so it’s hard to evaluate it.’

Terence was better off, though.

After that, most people who picked one or two at a time had no choice but to get a blank.

That would be a good thing because Ossian had already taken it all from the front.

Occasionally, there were people who took cursed items and giggled at their good choices.

Ossian did not tell him, not wanting to disturb his joy.

‘If you take it outside and get it appraised, you’ll know whether you found gold or trash.’

Until then, let’s leave them to dream of a bright future with high expectations.

Because we know that people who buy lottery tickets do so not to win, but to get through the week in anticipation.

‘It’s really surprising that there aren’t any major complaints even if it’s distributed like this.’

Ossian was rather surprised that the distribution was more neat than expected.

Balud asked as he approached, perhaps guessing Ossian’s true feelings.

“Isn’t that strange? Those people over there are neatly organizing something.”

“I can’t say no. Didn’t you experience a lot on your way here? Even people of the same age are in danger within the ruins.”

“That’s right. But let me tell you, what you think doesn’t necessarily happen.”

The task was simple.

This is what is meant by people fighting among themselves over this reward.

“In fact, that happens more frequently. It’s rare for something to end peacefully like this.”

“We were lucky.”

“I don’t think you realize it, but it’s all because of you.”

“It’s because of me? Why?”

“What kind of crazy person would be dissatisfied with a person who single-handedly took down a guardian of a relic?”

Come to think of it, that’s what happened.

Even if Ossian had been a little pushy here and given one more item to choose from, no one would have objected to that.

If he pulls out his sword once, everyone’s heads will be cut off, so why bother?

But Ossian didn’t do that. The strongest and highest stake holders took the lead and took only what was clearly given to them, so who could argue?

Moreover, from their perspective, wasn’t Ossian a benefactor who raised their chances of winning by just picking up three pieces of trash(?)?

“That’s what it was.”

Ossian nodded as if he understood.

Well, even if I had the chance, I would have chosen only three like I did now, so I have no regrets.

“So, it is advantageous to have more people. Then at least you have more say.”

“Is that why you brought your whole family here?”

“Yes. Unfortunately, we got separated in the middle. So I was a little worried. There were only three of us. On the other hand, there were over twenty of them. Anyone could see that this side was at a disadvantage.”

It was Ossian’s force that covered it up.

It wasn’t that Balud didn’t do anything. Even the inaction he showed here and there gave them quite a surprising impression.

“Did you choose better than that?”

“Well, it didn’t seem too bad.”

Balud waved the axe in his hand.

It was a normal-sized axe, slightly larger than the one-handed axe that was usually used.

The axe blade was intricately engraved, and you could tell at first glance that it was something out of the ordinary.

‘You chose well.’

[Storm Veteran’s Axe]

Perhaps if Ossian had been a barbarian character rather than a knight, I would have chosen that as my first choice.

The effect is to naturally cause a storm, but since it is a weapon, it has additional effects.

The power of lightning is also used periodically.

Although it has a long cooldown, it is possible to hit enemies further away than the actual range due to the wind power contained within the axe itself.

“But can I use that? It seems a bit inconvenient to carry around on a daily basis.”

“That’s your shield too… … .”

Only then did Balud realize that Ossian’s shield was no longer visible.

“What on earth did you do?”

“I just wrote this.”

Ossian waved the bracelet on his left arm.

I thought it would be better to show it to him rather than explain it, so I took the shield out of the bracelet in my pocket.

Balud’s eyes widened as he saw the shield appearing out of thin air and naturally being held in his left hand.

“It was a subspace item. Such a precious thing… … .”

“I guess I was lucky. As soon as I put it on, I knew how to use it.”

Ossian put his shield back and looked at Balud.

This one is portable, but what about that one? That look.

“Well, it’s inevitable that you’ll need it right away, but you might need it later. If not, you can do a little crafting with it.”

“I guess that’s okay. I think I can be a little more confident since I chose something that suits me pretty well.”

So the distribution was all done.

Now that it was time to go back, everyone’s steps quickened.

I felt like going out right away to announce the end of the exploration of the ruins and hand over the artifacts to someone for appraisal.

Perhaps after this, some people will laugh more, and some will hit the ground and regret it.

‘Come to think of it, for people who don’t know the effects of the relics right now, they’re all just random boxes until they get a proper feel for them.’

If it goes well, it’s a jackpot, if it doesn’t go well, it’s a disaster.

Ossian realized that the strange yearning that lingered in the explorers’ eyes was not simply a result of successfully exploring the ruins.

I’m addicted to dopamine, which produces polar opposite results.

It was a pleasure that was difficult for Ossian, who knew roughly what effect each item had, to feel.

People who came out of the corridor moved in a much more relaxed state.

Since we had already disarmed all the traps and such along the way, we just had to go back the way we came.

That’s why Ossian didn’t necessarily stand at the front, but rather followed slowly at the back of the procession.

There was also the intention to leisurely look around the interior of the ruins that had changed over time.

‘hmm?’

At that moment, something strange was discovered in Ossian’s eyes.

A small hidden space visible beyond a half-collapsed wall.

It was there that I discovered something familiar.

‘This is a place that all wizards have searched on their way here.’

Ossian glanced at the people ahead of him, then moved quietly without them knowing and picked up the item he had just found.

No one noticed Ossian’s movements.

‘You didn’t bring this?’

Ossian looked at the pure white stone and wondered.

Of all the items that can be obtained from these ruins, this one is definitely one of the most important.

‘These guys, don’t you know what Yeong-seok is?’

The white stone that Ossian is holding.

It looked like limestone that could be found anywhere, but in reality it was something completely different.

‘You didn’t even bother to look at the soul stone, which is a weapon strengthening material.’

Spirit stones were considered essential materials for strengthening weapons within the game.

Users also called it a reinforcement stone, and it was considered a valuable material because it was not easy to obtain.

‘The concept of reinforcement is something only used by users, so they might not know about it.’

Someone must have studied this and realized that it is no ordinary limestone.

But I don’t think they’ve come up with the idea of ??applying this to a weapon to strengthen it.

‘Come to think of it, strengthening weapons with spirit stones is something only special blacksmiths can do.’

In the game, only special NPCs that appear with extremely low probability or dwarven blacksmiths can strengthen it.

But seeing as even those brilliant wizards didn’t know about the spirit stone, it seemed like information on this topic had been cut off.

‘Is that natural, as time has passed?’

Now, it has become something that even the dwarves don’t remember.

Suddenly, a face flashed through Ossian’s mind.

Now that I think about it, wasn’t there something like that?

A man who has lived longer than a dwarf and has better blacksmith skills, no, an elf.

‘I’ll have to take it and ask about it.’

Ossian put the spirit stone into the storage bracelet.

If anyone had seen this, they would have thought that Ossian had picked up a suitable piece of stone as a souvenir of his visit to the ruins.

It was truly a lucky situation.

*

As we safely exited the ruins, the people waiting for us warmly welcomed the expedition team.

The reporters from Tirna were also present, and of course, people from the Explorers’ League were waiting as well.

What artifacts were found inside the ruins, what was inside, and what other academic materials are worth studying?

How much can be extracted from just one relic?

Since the ruins were truly a lucrative business, everyone was waiting with bated breath for the exploration team.

“Hey, Director!”

Balud’s family, who had been separated in the middle, safely escaped outside and were waiting.

When they saw Balud, they all lowered their heads as if they were ashamed.

“Okay. That kind of thing happens in ruins.”

“Sir, that axe… … .”

“I got it from the ruins.”

“Wow! That’s amazing! You came back so successfully!”

Then someone ran to Balud and hugged him.

Balud looked visibly embarrassed at the sight of her disheveled brown hair.

It was Isela, the daughter of Islow, the godfather and leader of the North Blinders.

“Oh, Miss. What are you doing now?”

“Balud! Do you know how worried I was?! When I heard that there was no news from inside, I was really anxious!”

Balud tried to push her away, saying that there were many eyes watching her, but Isella did not move.

‘Oops!’

Balud forgot the existence of the two people for a moment.

Ossian and Illua were standing where Balud’s gaze was directed.

“Hmm. It’s hot.”

“It’s hot.”

Ossian nodded, and Illua smirked as if she had seen something funny.

A look of despair appeared on Balud’s face.

That was when he was about to make an excuse.

A group of vehicles approached and people started to pile out from inside.

Soon after, a plump old man got out of the most expensive and sturdy vehicle, supported by his subordinates.

“There are a lot of people.”

A murky voice with phlegm.

The North Blinders all bowed their heads when they recognized him.

The godfather and boss of the North Blinders.

Islow Burbok appeared on the scene.