The game difficulty
is crazy
Saint Ridenhall.
To be honest, even Glen did not know much about him.
That was because in the original work, he did not just have little importance—he did not appear at all.
“At most, he was only mentioned when talking about the pope, a saint, or a saintess of that era.”
Something like, “A saint from the past did this,” or “A saintess from the past did that.”
Saint Ridenhall was one of those figures who were mentioned vaguely like that.
Which meant that the skull standing in front of Glen right now was an unknown existence.
An existence that was not in Glen’s knowledge, so there were no clear guidelines.
“For now, I can only watch.”
“…It has… awakened……”
Glen raised his eyes.
Saint Ridenhall was floating above the coffin, surrounded by pure white particles of holy power.
Even though he was nothing more than a spotless white skeleton without a single piece of flesh, he still gave off a sacred atmosphere even in death.
“What kind of skeleton is that…?”
A moving skeleton was an undead.
Because of the sense of contradiction that came from fixed ideas, it felt uncomfortable to just stare at it.
It was like seeing clean trash and not knowing whether to see it as filthy or pleasant.
However.
“…Those who… disturb my rest….”
The voice echoing from Saint Ridenhall’s skeleton clearly defined the situation.
It meant that he had to fight now.
“I will… not forgive…!”
Wooooooong—!
The pure white light flickering in the empty eye sockets burned fiercely like flames toward Glen and Romina.
At the same time, a translucent gray aura mixed into the white holy power surrounding Saint Ridenhall.
“Spiritual power!”
Holy power and spiritual power.
The two forces combined, creating translucent, murky white particles, which soon spread like fog throughout the grave.
And the next moment.
Clack, clack—
Shrrk—
From within the fog, armed skeletons began to rise one by one.
“Glen!”
Romina shouted urgently as she drew up and gathered her demonic energy.
As she took a combat stance, she was likely asking Glen for instructions.
“…I’m seeing this guy for the first time too.”
But in Glen’s mind, there was no clear strategy.
So he had no choice but to accelerate his thinking in real time while fighting.
“Let’s deal with the small fry first!”
“Got it!”
Romina stepped back and gathered her demonic energy once more.
Black particles of demonic energy flickered from her pale white hand.
“A wide-area high-tier spell.”
Glen realized it instantly and stepped in front of Romina with Einheria in hand to buy her time to cast the spell.
For now, he planned to fight moderately and analyze the enemy’s pattern.
“Looks like a summoner type.”
In the distant past.
It was similar to when the leader at the abandoned village of Sildur created the dead by using both demonic energy and spiritual power.
“Let’s think of it as undead made with demonic energy and spiritual power being replaced by skeletons made with holy power and spiritual power.”
Glen drew up holy power, strengthened his body, and formed holy armor.
At that moment, a skeleton burst through the pale fog, emitting white light from its eyes as it charged at Glen.
Crunch—
Shraaang—!
The skeleton’s sword came down.
Without even taking a defensive stance, Glen thrust Einheria straight toward the skeleton’s skull.
If it continued like that, both Glen and the skeleton would deal fatal blows to each other at the same time.
Kiiiiing—!
Unique latent ability: Survivor’s Will.
Thanks to the ability that nullifies the enemy’s preemptive attack, Glen took no damage.
Crack—!
The skeleton’s sword was knocked away by an unknown force.
And the Einheria that Glen thrust pierced straight through the skeleton’s skull.
At that moment, another skeleton emerged from the fog and swung its sword at Glen.
Kiiiing—!
Survivor’s Will activated again.
But since Glen did not attack, the enemy gained a second chance to deal damage.
The skeleton adjusted its stance and brought its sword down toward Glen’s head.
“Not a chance!”
Claaang—!
The falling skeleton sword and the upward-swinging Einheria collided at a single point.
The two blades locked against each other.
At that moment, Glen’s eyes wavered.
“Weapon enhancement… holy?!”
Normally, the skeleton’s crude sword should not have been able to withstand Einheria’s strike and would have shattered.
But the golden holy power wrapped around the sword did not allow that.
“Damn it!”
Kaaang—!
Since there was no difference in raw power, Glen quickly twisted Einheria and deflected the skeleton’s sword.
Then he opened a complex sword path and took the lead in swordsmanship.
Clang! Clang!
Crack—!
The skeleton, unable to keep up with the precision of Glen’s swordsmanship, was struck and shattered.
But behind the crumbling skeleton, another skeleton revealed itself from the fog.
This time, there were two.
Clash—!
Two falling strikes.
Just like before, both swords were wrapped in golden holy power.
“Damn it…!”
Golden holy power meant the skill Raziel’s Blessing, which could only be used when one had seven holy rings.
It was a power granted only to a seven-star, so it made no sense for mere summoned skeletons to use it.
That was why Glen’s gaze shifted from the skeletons to Saint Ridenhall.
“What an annoying bastard…”
At the moment the skeletons attacked Glen.
Saint Ridenhall had reinforced the skeletons’ swords with his dense golden holy power.
“So he’s a summoner and an enchanter.”
An enchanter.
One of the priest classes, unlike combat priests who use holy power for offensive magic, enchanters grant beneficial magic to allies.
“This is a bad matchup for me.”
Even though Glen excelled at fighting many enemies thanks to Survivor’s Will, at his core he was a holy knight or a magic swordsman.
He was terrible against an opponent who could control multiple summons while enchanting the frontline summons.
“Who would’ve thought the enemy was a dual specialist?”
Of course, just because the matchup was bad did not mean Glen was discouraged.
Rather, the situation had allowed him to grasp the enemy’s strength.
As a summoner, he used spiritual power and holy power to create skeletons, and as an enchanter, he strengthened them with holy power.
Though hidden by pale fog, only a few skeletons were actually moving.
“In other words, he can operate only a small number of skeletons at once, and can only enchant one or two at a time… and only their weapons.”
From that, Glen assessed the enemy’s power.
“Between seven-star and under eight-star.”
At that moment, sharp light began swirling in Glen’s ash-gray eyes.
Then he put strength into the hand gripping Einheria and swung it widely.
Baaang—!
The two skeletons were pushed back.
