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Translated By Arcane Translations
Translator: Wjin
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The stars twinkled in the indigo sky.
Starlight fragmented on the flowing stream.
We had filled our bellies with Yeriel’s meat stew and were now facing the first night of the selection test.
-Crackle…
I was keeping watch, glancing at the campfire from time to time.
My shift was long over… but it didn’t matter.
I wasn’t sleepy, and I had an important task to do soon.
‘I knew this would happen.’
Andras’s annihilation was Aria Bluebell’s deepest desire.
And unfortunately, there was no way for me to prove that I had killed him.
Saying that I was able to defeat Andras because of my Gamer trait… was like saying,
‘I’m actually a psychic. Believe me.’
in my original world.
It was a setting that was difficult to accept.
It was natural for her to be unable to fully trust me at this point.
Moreover, Aria’s past memories were a kind of trauma, and she seemed to think I had played a cruel joke on her.
But I hadn’t been unaware of this possibility.
The misunderstanding would be cleared up soon.
‘If it’s Aria…’
I had hurt her deeply, but to face Marcosias, I needed to reveal some things to her.
Just then, Edwin quietly emerged from his tent and sat next to me.
“Lev… wasn’t it my turn? Why didn’t you wake me…”
“Shh.”
“Ah, sorry.”
I patted his shoulder and said,
“I need to use the restroom, or rather, take care of something.”
“Oh, okay. It’s my turn anyway.”
.
.
.
I immediately used [Wind Art – Shortening] and dashed to the outskirts of the island.
The magic lamps I bought in the Imperial City flickered.
-Whoosh!!!
The sea breeze from the fog-laden ocean blew against me.
Everything that brushed past my body felt refreshing.
[Wind Art – Shortening], obtained in response to Bune’s teleportation ability, had a more remarkable effect on mobility than I had imagined.
I used this speed to climb a high cliff, lay flat on the ground, and aimed at the gray sandy area.
‘It should be around here.’
I felt like a sniper from a movie.
-Ding.
› Activated
Snipe (Trait)
› Aggro
0
But it was literally like that.
With the Snipe trait, I received a clairvoyance effect.
I could secure a clear view up to the 2nd area, the reed field, despite the darkness and fog of Mystic Island.
‘Is it around there?’
A campfire flickered in the darkness, and Abelline, the blonde woman, was yawning as she switched watch duty with Kaelan.
Kaelan pretended to sit near the campfire, then stood up as soon as Abelline was out of sight.
‘I can’t resist using Shadow Kill.’
I wanted to shoot that red target, Kaelan.
But today wasn’t the time.
It would be less troublesome when he became a demon.
‘He’s lucky.’
That arrogant bastard wouldn’t stay up for Melissa and Abelline.
-Miss Lily, if Sir Kaelan sees the map I drew… ha…
-Hic…! So… sorry… Lily, I couldn’t even go to the restroom because I was staying up all night like Kaelan told me… hic…
Even in the fan fiction, he made Lily, who loved to sleep, stay up all night, causing trouble.
He glanced around and then stepped deeper into the reed field.
He was probably preparing to communicate with Marcosias.
Recalling the events of this episode, Kaelan would take the selection test with the overwhelming advantage of support from Yellody, Crow fey, and the Heisman family.
Here, at dawn on the second day, in other words, around now, he would receive instructions from Marcosias.
The instructions were to manipulate the dimensional gate to connect the 2nd and 4th areas, enter the Valley of Death ahead of everyone else, and reactivate the ruined magic tower there to prove his loyalty.
‘…I wish I could confirm it here.’
Just then, a figure began to appear from the magic tool Kaelan was holding, like a small hologram.
-Ding!
Along with the status window notification, my prediction was correct.
“Good.”
Ignoring the warning once again, I quickly selected ‘Details.’
-Ding.
‘Here we go again.’
A truly monstrous skillset, befitting a self-insert great demon.
The interesting thing was that Kaelan would later pull off an unexpected move against this monster.
He would use his ‘Copy’ trait on Marcosias in an attempt to steal his ultimate skill,
Marcosias’s Authority – Curse of Subjugation
The Curse of Subjugation.
The cause of Darian’s, the elf who distrusted humans, easy corruption.
But a great demon wouldn’t be so easily manipulated.
Marcosias’s unique passive skill,
▶ Absolute Majesty
› Marcosias is immune to non-damaging effect skills
* curses and magic
would effortlessly nullify Kaelan’s Copy.
This meant that while ordinary attack skills could damage him, curse-type skills that targeted a specific individual, regardless of their proficiency level, would never work on Marcosias.
It was a disgusting skill.
‘I can’t steal it even with my Prelude to Resurrection.’
Considering Kaelan’s precedent, it would be the same for me.
I couldn’t directly steal his skills.
In any case, Marcosias, impressed by Kaelan’s audacity, would find him amusing and spare his life.
‘As long as he has that skill… there will definitely be casualties.’
Even if I could somehow manage to counter his other skills and gimmicks, the Subjugation skill was unavoidable.
It meant that someone had to become his servant.
‘……’
To prevent harm to everyone… I had to…
‘steal that skill.’
Just as I was steeling my resolve,
-Ding.
‘Aria Bluebell’s’ Surveillance Level on ‘Lev Denec’
5 +
“…!”
It had been a while.
Since she decided to trust me, Aria hadn’t used a surveillance spell on me even once.
But why?
This status window, indicating that she was watching me…
Ironically…
felt like she was choosing to trust me once more.
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I will be honest. If he ever loses the status window he might as well say bye bye to privacy forever