Chapter 78

The Game Difficulty Is Crazy

The identity of the heart Glen handed over as Romina’s share.

It was the heart of the Queen of Proliferation, the monster that had given birth to monsters in the Haven Mine.

《Heart of the Queen of Proliferation》

《Grade》 : Hero

《Type》 : Material

: A heart containing the essence of the Queen of Proliferation, the mother of the rat swarm. Foul and filthy demonic energy dwells within it.

“This heart will help you weave your sixth demonic ring.”

“This…?”

“Look closely. Don’t you feel anything from this heart?”

Romina narrowed her eyes and stared hard at the Queen of Proliferation’s heart.

Then her eyes widened like a rabbit’s.

“…Huh? There’s demonic energy in it?”

“Correct. With this heart, you can weave your sixth ring.”

A sly light flickered in Glen’s eyes.

Normally, the Heart of the Queen of Proliferation is used to craft items related to magic that uses demonic energy as its base.

‘But it’s not that useful to me.’

Glen’s current growth path was that of a holy knight based on holy power.

Of course, he did use demonic energy as well, but even that was tied to swordsmanship, so he didn’t have much use for the Queen of Proliferation’s heart.

He had only kept it because it was a hero-grade material, thinking it might be useful someday.

Then he met Romina.

After that, Glen started thinking that maybe this item should be used on her, and today he finally made the decision.

To Glen, the Heart of the Queen of Proliferation was just an average material item.

But to Romina, it was an item closely tied to her growth.

In other words, it would become an elixir of growth.

‘Because of her innate racial predation effect.’

A unique latent ability that grows by absorbing the demonic energy of others and turning it into life—Racial Predation (Cannibalism).

Romina, who had fled to the Papal State to escape the purge of the current Demon King, had grown by absorbing the demonic energy of monsters using this ability.

And as she grew, she absorbed monsters with even stronger demonic energy, eventually reaching her current five-star level.

‘She said she wove her fifth demonic ring two years ago, so she should be pretty close to six stars by now.’

So if Romina consumed the Heart of the Queen of Proliferation, her demonic energy would increase enough to let her immediately weave her sixth demonic ring.

‘No matter how I think about it, this is better.’

Rather than crafting some item he didn’t really need with this material,

It was far more profitable to strengthen Romina, who would be his party member in future dungeon runs.

“So, Romina. Let’s eat this.”

“No.”

Romina waved her hand in disgust.

“Isn’t it gross? Want me to say it your way? It’s seriously disgusting.”

“Hey now, things that are good for your body usually don’t look good.”

“Don’t say things that are hard to understand.”

“So you won’t eat it?”

Romina clicked her tongue, then slightly lifted the corner of her mouth.

“Just kidding. I was planning to eat it from the start. What demon wouldn’t want to get stronger?”

She then accepted the Heart of the Queen of Proliferation from Glen.

“Thanks. I may talk like this, but I’m really grateful to you in many ways.”

“Yeah. Grow nice and strong. You still owe me for saving your life.”

Romina answered with smiling eyes and left the room.

She was probably going to borrow a pot from the village chief to cook the heart.

Left alone, Glen stretched lightly and brought up the system message.

《You have overcome a Lunatic element.》

《A special reward will be granted.》

‘I got rid of a useless item, so it’s only fair I get something new, right?’

Savoring the blue message, Glen opened the next page.

《All stats increase by 2.》

《Lunatic Special Reward》

§ Lunatic Map Chart
§ Staff of Extermination
§ Survivor’s Will

《Select one to immediately receive the reward included in that option.》

“Okay.”

Just like last time, all three selectable rewards were offered with detailed records.

Rubbing his hands together, Glen lightly compared the rewards.

‘First, I’ll pass on the Staff of Extermination.’

It wasn’t a bad artifact.

It just wasn’t something Glen urgently needed right now.

The Staff of Extermination is a narrative-grade artifact that can nullify magic twice per day against designated targets.

‘Once against targets up to seven stars, and once up to five stars, if I remember right.’

It was a solid effect worthy of a Lunatic reward.

‘Considering that the opposing legion commander is Penelope, the head witch, it does seem useful…’

But the Staff of Extermination couldn’t nullify Penelope’s eight-star magic, so it wouldn’t be a decisive help.

The reason an eight-star witch is terrifying is because she uses eight-star magic.

‘Then it’s between the Lunatic Map Chart and Survivor’s Will.’

Honestly, judging by pure effectiveness, Survivor’s Will seemed like the right choice.

But the Lunatic Map Chart…

‘What even is this?’

It was a player authority reward that didn’t exist in the original work.

A map chart is an authority that lets the player use a minimap showing brief information about their current location.

But with the word “Lunatic” attached, it felt extremely ominous.

‘Does it show hidden items, like a map hack?’

But the system message only listed the name, with no detailed description.

‘Ah, like the Lunatic Inventory, it probably has extra features.’

Glen pressed his forehead.

He carefully compared his current state, his situation, and the potential of each reward, endlessly chasing his thoughts.

And in the end—

《You have selected a reward.》

《Lunatic Special Reward granted.》

《You have obtained the unique latent ability “Survivor’s Will.”》

He gave up the Lunatic Map Chart and chose Survivor’s Will.

Glen had now used all the time given to him.

All that remained was to face the decisive battle against the demon legion flooding into the Wordsworth territory.

That was why he couldn’t choose the Lunatic Map Chart, whose abilities were unknown.

‘Even if it has some ridiculous, overpowered feature, it probably isn’t combat-related anyway.’

Player authorities are, at most, convenient functions only the player can use.

On the other hand, Survivor’s Will offered a clear advantage in combat.

‘Also known as nullifying a preemptive strike.’

Survivor’s Will nullifies one attack if any enemy attacks the ability holder first.

It’s useless against enemies Glen attacks first, but conversely, even if the Demon King attacks him, as long as it’s a preemptive strike, he can endure it once.

Of course, against someone as strong as the Demon King, nullifying the first attack might not sound like much.

But that’s not how this ability is meant to be used.

Its true value shines on the battlefield.

In a chaotic battlefield where enemies and allies are tangled together, with arrows and explosives raining down, Survivor’s Will truly shines.

‘At least I won’t die to a stray arrow or explosion.’

It was the last unique latent ability he gained right before the Holy War.

He could only hope it would prove useful.

The next day.

Glen and Romina were leaving Serge Village.

“There’s nowhere else to go now, right?”

Romina asked.

Seeing the intensity in Glen’s eyes, she straightened her own gaze as well.

“Yeah. We’re heading straight to Ovenue Fortress.”

“They said it takes about four days on horseback from here, right?”

“That’s right. If we hurry, we should arrive before the skirmishes begin.”

Romina wrapped her arms around herself and lowered her eyes.

“I’m nervous. Do we have a chance?”

“We do. I’ve finished all the preparations.”

Two and a half months.

Whether short or long, during that time Glen had moved desperately to survive the coming demon assault.

And now, it was time to face the results of that desperate effort.

Would they stop the legion led by an eight-star witch and survive along with the territory?

Or would they fail to twist the original fate and perish with this land?

No matter the outcome, what Glen had to do was clear.

‘Play the best possible move in the situation I’ve been given.’

Glen mounted his horse.

A sharp gleam shone in his gray eyes.

“Let’s go.”

“Miss! Miss!”

A woman’s scream echoed through the basement.

The woman banged on the tightly locked iron door, shouting desperately.

Kang—! Ka-gang—!

But from inside the door, all that could be heard was the sound of blades clashing again and again.

“Please come out! At this rate, you’ll really die!”

The woman sobbed, but the situation did not change at all.

Just then, an old priest in priestly robes hurried down into the basement.

“What is going on here?! Step away from that door immediately!”

The woman, the maid Lucy, turned her head.

Her tear-streaked face looked pitiful as she gazed at the old priest.

“Tris… Miss Tris is inside…”

“M-Miss Tris is inside?! H-how could that be…”

As the old priest panicked—

Another sound came from inside the iron door.

Ka-ga-ga-gang—

Chaeng—!

Hearing a sound that should never be heard from within, the old priest swallowed hard.

Then he muttered in a daze.

“A, a wraith has awakened…”

“A wraith…?”

Lucy’s pupils shook violently.

The old priest tightly shut his eyes and turned his head away from the iron door.

“We… cannot save her.”

“What… did you just say?”

Despair filled Lucy’s eyes.

At the same time.

Inside the iron door, Tris was fighting with all her might against the monster before her.

“Kiiieeeeeeek!”

With a shrill scream, the wraith charged at Tris.

The wraith flailed grotesquely, swinging its tattered arms.

A formless black energy surged toward Tris along the path of its arms.

Kaaang—!

Tris raised her sword, and it collided with the formless energy at a single point.

“Keuk!”

A gut-wrenching pain twisted her insides, and blood surged up her throat.

Sticky blood seeped from between Tris’s lips.

‘I definitely blocked it!’

“Seeeek, kieeeeeeek!”

Seeing the wraith wildly swinging its arms, Tris bit her lip.

The wraith before her was strong.

It was on a completely different level from the two wraiths she had faced in other territories.

Even after weakening it with the ritual and Girmo grass Glen had taught her, each of its attacks was still deadly.

Kang! Chae-jaeng—!

Every time she blocked the surging black energy, it felt like all her internal organs were being torn apart.

Still, Tris endured.

Because she knew what awaited her if she overcame this moment.

“Kiiieeeek! Keeeeek!”

The wraith’s once-fierce assault had visibly weakened.

It may have been stronger than the previous two wraiths, but in the end, it too could not withstand the ritual and Girmo grass Glen had taught her.

“Kiiieeeek!”

Kka-ga-ga-ga-gak—!

Suddenly, the black energy surrounding the wraith violently scraped the basement floor and walls, leaving claw marks.

“Kiiieeeeeek!”

With the wraith’s piercing scream, black energy spread throughout the basement.

‘Now!’

Taking the wraith’s movement as a signal,

Tris kicked off the ground and closed the distance in an instant.

The widely spread black energy tried to swallow her whole, but she didn’t care.

She focused all her senses on a single point and charged forward.

Gooooooo—!

The black energy rushed toward her as if to devour her.

With sharp eyes, Tris swung her sword upward from below.

“Hah!”

Chwaaaak—!

The sword, imbued with dense holy power, pierced straight through the center of the surging black energy.

Passing through the black energy as it scattered like dust, Tris pulled her sword back.

“Kiiieeeek!”

The wraith screamed as it stared at Tris rushing toward it like an arrow.

Tris thrust the drawn sword straight toward the wraith’s forehead.

Suk—keok—

The wraith froze in place, arms still outstretched toward Tris.

“……”

With cold eyes, Tris slowly pulled the sword from the wraith.

The rotting flesh that had contained the wraith collapsed, turning into a handful of ash.

“Huff… haa…”

Only then did Tris release the breath she had been holding, planting her sword into the floor to support her collapsing body.

Kiiiii—

“Miss! Miss!”

The tightly locked iron door opened.

Lucy rushed in from beyond it and threw her arms around Tris.

“Are you okay?! Are you hurt anywhere?!”

“I’m fine, Lucy. You were worried, weren’t you?”

“The sounds inside were different from last time… I was so scared…”

Seeing Lucy sobbing in her arms, Tris smiled bitterly.

Then the old priest standing by the door asked in disbelief.

“D-did you just… defeat a wraith? Miss Tris?!”

His face looked as if he had seen a ghost.

“…A wraith, you say.”

Tris lowered her gaze.

She could feel that the maximum amount of holy power her heart could contain had increased far beyond before.

“Yes. I did.”

With her characteristic warm smile, Tris silently expressed her gratitude to the younger brother she would soon meet again.

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