Chapter 132

The Game Difficulty
Has Gone Crazy

Chapter 23

Skill Book: Euclia’s Secret Tome

Looking at the skill book with a strange name he had never seen even in his days as Seong Yohwan, Glen narrowed his eyes.

‘This looks like an extension of the Lunatic rewards.’

In a world that perfectly matched Gray Eden, anything Glen did not know had to be related to Lunatic.

And since this was an additional reward obtained through the Lunatic Quest Chart, it was reasonable to assume that an item he had never seen before—Euclia’s Secret Tome—had come into existence.

‘Even the author’s name was suspicious.’

《Euclia’s Secret Tome》

《Grade》 : Epic
《Type》 : Skill Book

: A book containing the secret magic of Euclia, the “Mage Who Does Not Exist.” You can learn the epic-grade skill 『Imitation』.

《Story》

: Euclia was born without sight or hearing, but in exchange, she possessed extraordinary talent in sensing and controlling formless powers such as mana. Abandoned by the world, she lived quietly in an uninhabited ruin, researching magic, before disappearing after leaving behind a single secret tome.

: In Euclia’s life, there was only one close friend and teacher. He was a rune mage who helped the sightless and deaf Euclia by obtaining magic books written in braille. Using her teacher’s books and her own talent, Euclia endlessly copied and studied countless spells.

Euclia, the mage who does not exist.

Her name, her title, and even the skill called Imitation—none of them had ever appeared in the original work.

But what mattered to Glen was not whether it existed in the original story, but what kind of effect it had.

‘In that sense, the performance passes.’

《Imitation》

《Grade》 : Epic
《Proficiency》 : 1/10

: 『Imitation』 – You can imitate one skill stored in the user’s memory. The imitated skill will produce effects different from the original depending on the user’s source of power and level. – Completion 30%

: As proficiency increases, completion rises, and the effect of the imitated skill becomes closer to the original skill.

Judging by the description alone, the ability to use skills stored in the user’s memory was not just acceptable—it was a legendary cheat that could completely shatter balance.

Because the user was none other than Glen, Seong Yohwan himself.

To put it bluntly, if Glen remembered every skill that existed in Gray Eden, then through Imitation, he could even use the skills of the strongest beings in the world.

‘Of course, that’s only if you look at the text alone.’

As Glen read the detailed description of Imitation, his excitement quickly cooled.

Unfortunately, at the present time, the skills Glen could manifest were not based on the memories of veteran player Seong Yohwan, but on the experiences of Glen Wordsworth.

That meant skills Seong Yohwan knew before possessing this body could not be reproduced through Imitation.

‘So I can only imitate skills I’ve encountered since possessing this body…’

Even so, it was still more than worth it.

Though it had only been three months, Glen had gone through an unbelievable amount of experiences in that time.

From trainee knights at around 1-star, to beings as powerful as the 9-star Banshee Queen.

He had encountered many different existences and seen plenty of useful skills he could not ignore.

‘High-level skills wouldn’t work properly at my current level anyway, and with completion at only 30%, they’d be terrible. For now, this is more than enough.’

Comforted by the massive increase in the range of skills he could use, Glen nodded.

Either way, the rewards gained from the Lunatic Quest Chart were unimaginably luxurious.

In addition to the S Point gained from fully clearing the quest, he also had 10 Reward Adjustment Points, so Glen claimed all the remaining rewards.

《Using 6 pt to obtain adjusted reward 『Shared Companion Experience Increase』.》

《Using 3 pt to obtain adjusted reward 『Stat Experience Increase (B)』.》

《Using 1 pt to obtain adjusted reward 『Gift from Count Langlois』.》

《Adjusted reward 『Gift from Count Langlois』 will be delivered to the recipient by NPC ‘Ersen de Langlois’.》

Now, on top of the Stat Experience Increase (A) obtained as a quest reward, Glen also gained a B-rank stat experience boost through reward adjustment.

《Glen Wordsworth》

《Race》 : Human / 17 years old

《Stats》

§ Strength : 49 Agility : 58 (+10)
§ Vitality : 50 Charisma : 62
§ Holy Power : 59 Demonic Power : 40

《Innate Potentials》

§ Demonic Power User
§ Favor of Blades
§ Ringless Knight
§ Survivor’s Will

《Status》

§ Normal

Thanks to Einheria’s experience sharing, his stat growth—which had slowed somewhat—suddenly surged forward.

At this rate, it wouldn’t be long before he could form the fifth Ring of Stars.

‘Once I reach around 8-star, the world will look completely different again.’

On top of that, shared companion experience was a bonus. The companions included would likely be Romina, Tasha, and Hawkney, who had cleared the quest with him.

Felix was uncertain.

In any case, the incident that began with the Black Cult’s red robe Hawkney found by chance on the hill ended with gains far beyond expectation.

“…?”

“What is it, Tasha… huh?”

“My body suddenly feels lighter.”

“…I feel the same.”

A short distance away from the campfire.

Hawkney and Tasha, who had been exchanging sword strikes, stopped sparring and examined their bodies.

It seemed they could feel the drastic change caused by receiving the same amount of experience Glen had.

Since it was not a small amount of experience, the improvement would be very noticeable.

‘If Hawkney was already a full 5-star, he’ll probably reach 6-star from this.’

Even if they were not party candidates, the growth of allies was always welcome.

Glancing at the two with confused expressions, Glen quietly sipped the warm milk he had heated.

“Nice.”

The warm milk mixed with honey went down smoothly.

For some reason, he began to hope that his schedule in Istirenne would go just as smoothly.

It was already noon the next day when Glen finally arrived at Istirenne.

Deeeng—
Deeeng—
Deeeng—

A gentle bell sound echoed from afar.

The Bell of the Sun.

Installed in the bell tower of Istirenne Cathedral, it was a famous landmark that had told the time of the capital without error for 700 years.

‘Hearing that sound really makes it feel like I’ve arrived in the capital.’

Hearing it with his own ears felt very different from listening to it through speakers.

Romina suddenly approached, narrowing her brows, and whispered near his ear.

“Glen. Do humans here live listening to that noisy sound every day?”

“Don’t say that out loud anywhere. You’ll get stones thrown at you.”

To be honest, Glen felt the same way.

Even though they were dozens of kilometers away from the cathedral, the bell was still this clear—he wondered how people living near it endured it.

‘Faith, maybe?’

As he wasted time on pointless thoughts, a guard approached.

Then, with a crisp and disciplined voice, he saluted.

“Processing is complete. Sir Glen Wordsworth. We sincerely welcome you to the Holy Capital Istirenne, the sacred land of light and the sun!”

Leaving the guard behind, Glen’s group passed through the massive checkpoint.

Only after passing the checkpoint—one even high-ranking nobles had to go through—did the lively midday scenery of the Holy Capital Istirenne come into view.

“Come! A famous spot where you can overlook Istirenne’s beautiful scenery at a glance—only five copper coins!”

“For weary travelers, I’ll introduce Istirenne’s best inn for just two copper coins!”

“The age of horses is over! Ride a miracle carriage powered by holy stones, blessed by Lord Minice—only one silver coin!”

‘No wonder it’s the largest city on the continent…’

From the very entrance, people were aggressively soliciting customers in all kinds of ways.

Still, Glen didn’t dislike this lively atmosphere.

Rows of white stone buildings of all sizes, the countless people moving through the streets—

Even the pigeons were far cleaner and more beautiful than those from his homeland.

Flap, flap—

If the Wordsworth territory felt quiet and composed, and the Veronia territory felt lonely and still…

Then the Holy Capital Istirenne was exactly as advertised—pure white, lively, and dazzling, the very embodiment of the sacred land of light and the sun.

“S-So this is… the Holy Capital Istirenne. Haha…”

“W-Wow! M-My lord! P-Please stay close! You might get swept away by the crowd!”

Hawkney and Felix, the obvious country folk, were completely overwhelmed.

“I’ve never seen this many people before…”

“……”

Even Romina, who had been irritated by the bell sounds earlier, stared around wide-eyed with her mouth covered.

And even the normally expressionless Tasha blinked repeatedly as she looked at the central avenue.

All of them—including Glen—were captivated by the beautiful holy city.

‘If we go to the main plaza or entertainment district, they’ll probably faint.’

As the five of them stood dazed near the entrance, a carriage driver approached, clearly sensing easy targets.

“Oh! Welcome to Istirenne, my lord!”

“Since I don’t see a family crest, I sincerely apologize for not greeting you properly. If it pleases you, would you grant this humble one the honor of carrying you to your destination?”

He was skilled.

He didn’t flatter too blatantly, and he knew exactly how to speak to nobles.

Romina, who had already fallen for it, tugged lightly on Glen’s sleeve.

I like him.

Despite dressing like a maid, her gaze toward the driver was that of an arrogant noble lady.

Hawkney and Tasha also seemed to think it wouldn’t be a bad idea to ride this man’s carriage.

“I appreciate the offer.”

As Glen declined, the driver quietly bowed and stepped back.

“Young master.”

“Yes, Sir Hawkney?”

“It’s quite a distance to walk to the cathedral. Will that be all right?”

Hawkney asked carefully.

He probably assumed their destination was the Istirenne Cathedral.

It was a reasonable assumption.

When a great noble like Wordsworth came to the capital, an audience with the Pope and the Saintess was customary.

“Ah, we’re not going today.”

“…Is that so?”

Though he said so, confusion flickered in Hawkney’s eyes.

He was bold in Wordsworth, and now he’s even ignoring an audience with the Pope…?

That was probably what he was thinking.

“I’m going to meet the Saintess first.”

This time, puzzlement filled Hawkney’s hawk-like eyes.

The Saintess sat beside the Pope’s throne.

Meeting the Saintess was essentially the same as meeting the Pope—so what did this mean?

“It seems the Saintess has something she wishes to discuss with me privately.”

Glen smiled meaningfully.

“Privately?”

“Yes.”

As in the original story, Saintess Luceria sought to change the corrupt Papal Holy State by building her own faction.

But in Istirenne, power was already divided between the Pope and the cardinals, leaving her with no allies.

So she decided to seek out talented individuals across the Holy State.

‘And I’m one of them.’

Since she was secretly building her power, everything had to be done discreetly.

“Any moment now, someone from their side should—”

“Are you Sir Glen Wordsworth?”

A man’s voice came from behind.

“…arrive.”

Glen smiled faintly.

Thinking it was an ambush, Hawkney and Tasha instantly drew their swords and pointed them at the man.

“It’s fine, Sir Hawkney.”

“……”

“Lower your sword, Tasha. He’s not an enemy.”

“…Understood.”

Glen turned to face the man.

The man was wearing a white robe, hiding his face.

But knowing who he was, Glen smiled warmly.

“You were sent by Saintess Luceria, correct?”

“…Yes.”

The man lifted his hood.

The white robe slid back, revealing the face of a middle-aged man with neat features and calm eyes.

“I am Bishop Roderic Bernstein, a priest who serves the Saintess. I apologize for approaching you in this manner… but it seems you already know the situation.”

“Last night during prayer, God told me I would have a very pleasant meeting here.”

Roderic’s eyebrow twitched.

“I-Is that so. Then I’ll be direct. Sir Glen Wordsworth. The Saintess wishes to meet you in secret. Therefore—”

“Yes. I will follow.”

“…This takes precedence even over an audience with His Holiness the Pope. Are you truly all right with that?”

“Of course.”

As Glen replied with a bright smile, Roderic cleared his throat.

“Ahem! Then, this way…”

Roderic tilted his head and turned to lead the way.

Hiding his expression behind a polite smile, Glen followed without hesitation.

“……”

Hawkney and Tasha stared suspiciously at Roderic’s back, but for Glen, there was no better situation.

‘Everything’s going smoothly.’

From the beginning, Glen intended to ride the Saintess Luceria’s event.

Among the dozens of events that occurred in Istirenne, hers was the highest priority.

Glen had one goal.

To prevent the prologue event of Saintess Luceria from occurring.

‘If it happens, the Papal Holy State will lose one of its greatest forces that very day.’

Saintess Luceria’s prologue event.

If it proceeded as in the original story, she would cease to be the Saintess of the Minice Church.

Behind his gentle smile, a serious light flashed through Glen’s ashen eyes.

TO BE CONTINUED....

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