"Since that's the case."
"Your will, I have understood."
Ganesha was not the kind of God who liked to pester relentlessly.
Moreover, since Haimer had already put it this way, forcing someone on him would make it seem like he had ulterior motives, easily arousing the other party's dissatisfaction.
"Then regarding the matter of the Lv.4 adventurer converting..."
"Consider it as if I never brought it up. We'll change it to a request that the Ganesha Familia must do their utmost to fulfill."
"However..."
"Haimer."
Before leaving, Ganesha still voiced the question that made him the most anxious on this trip, and the one he most wanted to confirm in his heart.
"Although saying this goes against the unspoken rule of not mentioning the past after the Gods descended to the Lower World."
"And..."
"With your personality, no one can change the things you have decided."
"But... Haimer..."
"This is the Lower World."
"The children of the Lower World are different from us Gods of the Heavens."
"The children of the Lower World only have one life, and it is extremely fragile."
"If they die, they are truly dead."
"If you need anything, you can tell me at any time."
"I will do my best to cooperate."
"But please, stand on our side."
At least stand on the side of order.
—Or.
Don't stand on the side of destruction.
The Gods' games in the Lower World are often played with the corpses of mortals as chips.
Ganesha was exceptionally clear on this point.
[In the Dungeon | DanMachi Memoria Freese | 218 Yb-3 | Ganesha III: As a Main God, his Familia has many members. Hailed as the [Lord of the Masses], he holds high popularity among the populace, and is an active, colorful eccentric. He also possesses a compassionate heart that places the people first.]
Especially if Haimer were to lose control.
Then it would inevitably trigger a series of chain reactions.
The consequences would not be something the Gods could bear.
Haimer naturally understood.
"Rest assured, Ganesha."
Haimer set down his coffee cup, the porcelain clinking crisply against the saucer.
Then.
He turned his head, raising his gaze.
His sight passed through the high-ceilinged hall, landing on those little heads peeking out from the second floor.
Those pairs of eyes were darting around, seemingly not paying much attention to what was being discussed here, but instead curiously observing that Black Cat maid with cat ears.
"The tens of thousands of years of emptiness in the Heavens have already made me realize many things."
"The current me only wants to watch these children of mine slowly grow."
"As long as no one comes to provoke me."
"I can't be bothered to care about those things."
This was enough. With this sentence, for Ganesha, the weight was already sufficient. A God does not speak in jest.
"Then! With your words, I am relieved."
"Shakti and I will not stay any longer and disturb you further."
Having said that.
Ganesha seemed to have set down a heavy boulder, reverting back to the Elephant God deeply beloved by the citizens of Orario.
Shakti, who had been standing behind Ganesha acting as a background board, also stood to the side and bowed slightly to Haimer.
Her etiquette was flawless.
Completely the demeanor of a perfect Captain.
Haimer, on the other hand, waved his hand, gesturing for them not to stand on ceremony.
He never really cared much about this kind of red tape.
However.
When Ganesha and Shakti bid farewell and were leaving, passing by the corner of the hall.
Shakti's footsteps still paused for a moment.
Just for a moment.
Shakti turned her head slightly, casting a profound glance with those sharp eyes at Chloe and Lunor, who were still holding rags and pretending to wipe the stair handrails.
In just that instant.
Being stared at by a gaze capable of making a crying child stop, Chloe felt all the fur on her body bristle. Her tail instantly went rigid like it had been electrocuted.
Lunor froze directly on the spot.
Fortunately.
Shakti didn't say anything more.
She merely withdrew her gaze and followed Ganesha out through those heavy mahogany doors.
Their figures disappeared around the street corner.
The suffocating pressure, heavy as thousands of tons, pressing down on Chloe and Lunor's heads finally dissipated completely.
With the sound of the main doors closing.
Almost at the same time.
The two let out a long sigh of relief.
"Phew—"
"Scared me to death, meow..."
"I really thought we were going to be locked up in solitary confinement this time, meow..."
Chloe seemed to have had her spine extracted, sliding right down the handrail and sitting on the floor.
That tail, which had been tucked the whole time, finally dared to extend out, limply slapping against the floor with a patter-patter sound.
That feeling of being stared at by Shakti just now.
The fear of potentially being handcuffed and dragged away at any moment, then interrogated in a dark room for three days and three nights, made Chloe really want to find a place to wash her face and calm her nerves.
"Speaking of which."
"Since that jinx is gone."
"Then can we slip away too, meow?"
Chloe's eyes darted around, coming up with a wicked idea.
—If not running now, then when! As long as we slip out these doors and blend into the crowds on the street, we'll be free again!
When Mama Mia asks later, we'll just say we woke up late and were helping old ladies cross the street along the way. Anyway, there'll be no proof—
"Um..."
"Kami-sama, meow..."
Thinking of this, Chloe spoke while shifting her footsteps toward the door in an extremely sneaky manner, trying her best not to make a single sound. Her face was piled with a fawning fake smile, her features practically squished together.
"Since the guests have left."
"And our misunderstanding is cleared up."
"Then the two of us won't disturb your rest anymore, meow?"
"After all, the tavern still needs to open for business. Mama Mia can't handle it all alone, we still have to go back and help chop vegetables and wash dishes..."
Lunor caught on intuitively, following closely behind Chloe, their coordination flawless.
"Yeah, yeah!"
"We've been out for too long, Mama Mia will be worried if she doesn't see us! She might even call the police!"
As the two spoke, they had already touched the doorknob.
The main doors were right behind them; all it took was a light twist...
The human and cat could even smell the sweet scent of the free air outside through the crack in the door.
As a result.
"In such a rush to leave?"
As soon as Haimer's voice rang out.
Chloe and Lunor's hands instantly stiffened on the doorknob.
"Uh, uh... that..."
Chloe swallowed hard, her neck turning back stiffly like a rusted machine, attempting to make a final struggle.
"Kami-sama... actually, we really are very busy, meow..."
"Is that so."
"That truly is a pity."
"I originally thought that since you are acquaintances with the Elf miss, I could just turn a blind eye to some things and let it pass."
"But since you all say you're very busy."
"Then Captain Shakti probably hasn't gone far yet."
"How about I call Captain Shakti back right now?"
"And let Captain Shakti discuss things anew?"
"Deceiving a God and deceiving the Military Police Captain; adding these two charges together, I wonder how long it would be enough for you to gnaw on black bread in the Ganesha Familia's prison cells?"
This is a threat, right?
This is absolutely a naked threat, right!
"N-No, meow!"
Chloe, who already had a psychological trauma regarding Shakti, was scared into having her pupils turn into vertical slits, her psychological defenses completely broken.
Her two cat ears instantly drooped. She looked as if her soul had been sucked out, waving her hands frantically enough to leave afterimages.
"We'll do it! We'll do it, alright meow?!"
"As long as you don't call that woman back! Letting Lunor clean this entire house is completely fine, meow!"
"Hah?!"
"You stupid cat, what did you say?!"
Hearing these words from Chloe, Lunor whipped her head around, eyes wide open, looking in disbelief at this damn cat who sold out her teammate so smoothly.
"He who understands the times is a wise man."
"That's more like it."
"Anyway, I see that you guys are quite free."
"After all, your working hours are at night."
"You're idle during the day too, so instead of causing trouble everywhere, you might as well do something meaningful."
"Furthermore..."
"As friends of the Elf miss, you should naturally help lessen the Elf miss's burden a bit, shouldn't you?"
"Don't you agree, Miss Black Cat?"
"Yes, y-y-yes! Whatever Kami-sama says is right, meow!"
How could Chloe dare to utter the word 'no' at this point.
As long as she didn't get dragged off to see Shakti, as long as she could keep her bottom from getting beaten into a pulp, let alone nodding her head, she would even perform a handstand hair wash right now if told to.
However.
Just out of the wolf's den, and into the tiger's lair.
Is this what they call instant karma?
What is this all about?
The bitterness in Chloe's heart was truly three degrees bitterer than bitter melon mixed with coptis root.
"Very good."
"Since Miss Black Cat feels there's no problem."
"Then from now on, how about Miss Black Cat and the other clerk miss come over in the morning together with the Elf miss to clean?"
"No problem, meow—"
Before her brain could even process it, Chloe nodded once again.
"No problem my ass!"
Lunor beside her instantly panicked upon hearing this.
This was clearly treating them as free long-term laborers!
And yet this stupid cat actually nodded and agreed?!
Thinking of this, Lunor's hands immediately grabbed Chloe around the neck.
"Are you crazy?!"
"Come every day?!"
"Are you trying to work me to death?!"
"And another thing!"
"You actually dared to agree to this on my behalf?!"
Lunor was simply about to get an aneurysm from this pig-like teammate.
Originally, accepting today's bad luck and doing hard labor for one day would have been the end of it.
But this dumb cat had to go and sell herself into indentured servitude!
Chloe, on the other hand, had her face turn beet red from the choking, frantically slapping Lunor's arms.
"Urgh—! I'm dying, I'm dying, meow!"
"You're choking a cat to death! Let go quickly, meow! I'm losing my breath, meow!"
"Dumb cat! It's all your fault!"
"Cough cough cough—This cat didn't have a choice either, meow!"
And so.
One human and one cat started scuffling together.
On the other side.
Ryu, who was holding a rag and standing on a tall ladder wiping the top of the window, heard the commotion behind her and had to stop what she was doing.
She turned her head, looking at this pair, Chloe and Lunor, who were currently strangling each other.
Lunor was currently straddling Chloe, shaking her while roaring.
Chloe looked like a dead pig that doesn't fear boiling water; even though she was being choked, that tail of hers was still restlessly thrashing about.
Seeing this scene, Ryu opened her mouth, really wanting to say something.
But the words reached her lips, only to be swallowed back down by Ryu.
After all.
She looked down at the maid outfit she was wearing, then looked at the rag in her hand.
Right now, even she herself was in this situation; like a mud bodhisattva crossing the river, she couldn't even save herself.
Where would she find the spare time to care about these two who looked for trouble when there was none, insisting on delivering themselves to the door to become free laborers?
Furthermore.
Deep in her heart, seeing those two bad friends who usually teamed up to prank her in the tavern now ending up in the same predicament as her.
Her originally tense mood inexplicably relaxed a little bit.
It's just that she hoped...
When they returned at noon.
Anya could put Mama Mia in a better mood.
After all, she, Chloe, Lunor, and Syr.
—All four main employees were skipping work.
Just thinking about that scene, one could already imagine how fiercely Mama Mia's anger would burn.
Thinking of this, Ryu silently turned her head and raised the rag once again.
Meanwhile.
In the [Hostess of Fertility] tavern.
"Eh?"
Anya, who still couldn't find anyone, was standing there with her hands on her hips, blinking her eyes, her head tilted at a ninety-degree angle.
"Where is everyone, meow?"
Syr took a day off; Anya knew this much.
After all, she had said yesterday that Syr went to help out at the orphanage; that kind of loving activity perfectly matched Syr's character.
But.
Where were the others?
"Ryu, meow?"
Anya called out tentatively.
She ducked into the storage room to take a look.
No one.
"Idiot Chloe, meow?"
Anya got down on the floor to look under the cutting boards.
Also no one.
"Idiot Lunor, meow?"
Anya lifted the lid of the giant stewing pot and peeked inside.
Aside from a pot of bubbling broth.
Still no one.
"Why is no one here, meow."
"If it's a mass walkout, then who's supposed to do the morning shift work, meow?"
Just as Anya was gradually realizing that there truly was no one in the tavern.
And was pondering whether she should also sneak away.
"Thump."
"Thump."
"Thump."
A burst of heavy footsteps rang out.
Causing Anya, who was still thinking, to instantly tuck her tail. Her whole body froze, and she stiffly turned her neck to look at the curtain leading to the kitchen.
She saw.
A large hand had already lifted the curtain.
Immediately after.
—The [Small Giant]!
Mia Grand!
That figure, as tall as an iron tower and exuding an oppressive aura, walked out from the kitchen.
Mia was wearing that signature apron, holding a still-dripping wet rag in her hand.
"Anya."
Seeing the tavern completely empty aside from Anya, Mia's voice was very low.
Like the muffled thunder before a coming storm.
"G-Good morning, meow! Mama Mia!"
Anya was so frightened she hurriedly stood at attention, performing a less-than-standard salute, her voice trembling.
"Where are the others?"
Mia scanned the empty kitchen.
Her gaze swept over the unchopped potatoes, the unwashed plates, and the unleavened dough.
"I won't say anything about Syr and Ryu."
"But those two, Chloe and Lunor."
"Actually pulled a mass walkout today too?"
Having said that.
Dark clouds instantly gathered on Mia's face.
Those eyes bearing murderous intent landed on Anya.
She abruptly wrung out the soaking wet rag in her hands.
"Th-they..."
Hearing the sturdy rag let out a creak in Mama Mia's hands, as if it were a person's neck.
Anya felt like she was going to cry from fear.
How was she supposed to know!
She just slept, woke up, and came in for the morning shift. How did the world change?
The entire tavern was suddenly left with just her, a single cat.
This was too unfair to a cat!
"Meow, m-meow doesn't know, meow!"
Anya clutched her head, letting out a wail.
"Could it be that Chloe and Lunor ran away, meow?!"
"Ran away?"
"If they dare."
"If I find them, they'll have hell to pay."
Having said that.
Mia slammed her fist directly onto the nearby cutting board.
That thick oak cutting board instantly gained a fist imprint.
Frightening Anya into standing in place, shivering.
Then.
Mia lowered her head, her gaze shifting to Anya, who was still standing there.
"Speaking of which."
"What are you still standing here for?"
"Since they aren't here."
"Then this morning's work."
"You're doing it all by yourself!"
"Eh?"
"Ehhhh—?!!!!!!"
As soon as these words came out, Anya's scream instantly pierced through the heavy oak doors, startling a few stray cats digging through the trash cans in the alley outside into fleeing.
At the same time.
Shifting the perspective back.
Northwest Main Street, high-class residential district.
Compared to Anya's tragic state over at the tavern, the atmosphere inside Haimer's mansion appeared much more harmonious and subtle.
Sunlight spilled into the hall through the central courtyard.
Haimer's mood could be described as quite good.
After all.
Following Ryu.
His mansion had once again joyously acquired two new free laborers.
Although it was unclear how long these guys could last.
Having them was always better than not.
"Alright."
"Since the matters are all handled."
"Then next..."
"It is also time for us to get down to proper business."
Haimer clapped his hands, drawing the attention of all the girls watching from the second-floor railing.
This didn't require much eye contact.
Onigawara Rin, Kikakujou Mary, Hanasaka Warabi, and Nomura Satori, who were peeking over the second-floor railing, had already realized what the 'proper business' was upon hearing Haimer's words. Their eyes instantly lit up.
After all.
After yesterday's high-intensity baptism in the Dungeon.
The thing they looked forward to the most upon waking up today.
Was nothing other than—
Updating their Grace!
Thus.
Second floor, master bedroom.
The door was gently closed.
The heavy curtains were half-drawn, leaving only a soft pillar of light striking the floor at an angle. Fine motes of dust could be seen dancing within the beam of light.
Haimer sat on a chair.
Inaba Tsukuyo slowly walked over to the long couch in front of Haimer, turned around, and faced away from him.
With those slender hands that looked as if they could snap with just a little force.
She placed her fingertips on the sash at her waist.
Her clothes slipped down.
Revealing a back so fair it was almost transparent.
One could even clearly see the faint blue veins beneath her skin, as well as her overly frail shoulder blades.
This kind of physique.
To be honest.
Placed in any adventurer party, she would be treated as a burden or a target needing key protection.
But.
When Haimer pricked his fingertip, letting that single drop of blood containing Divine Power fall onto that snow-white skin.
"Om—"
The sacred text surfaced.
Strings of data.
[Name]: Inaba Tsukuyo
[Level]: Lv.1
[Stats]:
Strength: H182 → SS1011
Endurance: I85 → A821
Dexterity: F358 → SS1085
Agility: F355 → SS1089
Magic: I0
It had to be said.
Even if Haimer had prepared himself mentally, he still couldn't help but be taken aback.
[Strength], [Dexterity], and [Agility] had all reached SS.
Only [Endurance]: A821.
Was still stuck in the A stage.
It simply wouldn't go up to S.
It was clearly the negative effect of 『Short-Lived Sword Demon』.
The growth rate for [Endurance] was drastically lowered, making it extremely difficult to raise.
It was like pouring water into a broken bucket full of holes.
As a sickly girl with the weakest physical foundation, congenitally suffering from an eye disease.
Inaba Tsukuyo's [Endurance] growth capability was appallingly low.
However.
Even so.
Inaba Tsukuyo was still able to forcibly raise her [Endurance] to A within a mere two days.
The level of difficulty involved, compared to Amou Kirukiru, was probably only higher, not lower.
"Kami-sama..."
"Tsukuyo wants to level up."
Just as Haimer fell into silence regarding this.
Having sensed this.
Inaba Tsukuyo turned her head, her voice ringing out first.
"Are you sure?"
Hearing this, Haimer immediately snapped back to reality, looking at Inaba Tsukuyo with some curiosity.
"You must know, you don't even know how much your stats have grown yet."
"Yes."
"Kami-sama, Tsukuyo has thought it through."
"Tsukuyo knows her own body very well."
"There's no need to look anymore."
"Tsukuyo's body is like a dilapidated vessel."
"No matter how much water is poured inside."
"What leaks out... will always be more than what is retained."
"Being able to be brought to this world with high hopes by Kami-sama... and persisting until now, is already Kami-sama's grace."
"If this goes on, the longer it drags out..."
"The more Tsukuyo has a distinct feeling."
"That her own body is about to be unable to hold on anymore..."
"It can no longer improve."
"It will only gradually drag down everyone's footsteps."
Inaba Tsukuyo's voice was very soft, her enunciation exceptionally clear.
But after speaking these words.
Inaba Tsukuyo's eyes noticeably dimmed considerably.
Haimer originally intended to offer some comfort.
As a result.
Inaba Tsukuyo buried her head even deeper.
Her voice became even softer, as faint as a mosquito.
"Additionally..."
"Regarding what happened last night... Tsukuyo heard it too."
"Hmm?"
Last night?
Haimer was taken aback, not yet reacting.
"Even though it was through the wall..."
"But the sounds of fighting between Amou and Kami-sama, Tsukuyo heard it all clearly."
Inaba Tsukuyo continued to add.
Hearing this.
Haimer also realized where the problem lay.
—Although the soundproofing of this mansion was done quite well.
But because Tsukuyo's hearing was capable of picking up monster sounds in the Dungeon.
That meant...
Amou Kirukiru's hours-long bout of madness last night...
Were all heard crystal clear by Tsukuyo.
Thinking of last night, while she was resting in the second-floor room, he had unscrupulously sparred with Amou Kirukiru, even making a huge racket.
"Apologies."
"I disturbed Tsukuyo's rest last night."
Haimer didn't make any excuses, decisively apologizing to Inaba Tsukuyo.
However.
Facing Haimer's apology.
Inaba Tsukuyo quickly shook her head.
Her long silver hair swayed slightly with the movement, the tips brushing past her frail shoulders.
Inaba Tsukuyo carefully reached her small hand behind her.
Relying on auditory positioning, she precisely grabbed the corner of Haimer's sleeve.
"No..."
"Kami-sama does not need to blame himself."
"Tsukuyo is already used to those sounds."
"And..."
"It was Tsukuyo who eavesdropped first."
"It is exactly because of this."
"That Tsukuyo knew in advance."
"Amou has already, with Kami-sama's help..."
"Successfully leveled up to Lv.2."
"What?!"
Almost simultaneously.
As soon as these words were spoken, Onigawara Rin, Kikakujou Mary, and Hanasaka Warabi's eyes instantly went wide.
"Yes."
Inaba Tsukuyo nodded lightly.
"Amou is very strong."
"Her growth speed is astonishing."
"Although the way Amou gets stronger is very reckless, very rough."
"I cannot agree with Amou's method of using herself like a weapon."
"But..."
"Tsukuyo has to admit."
"Regarding Amou's resolve to not hesitate to burn herself to ashes in order to follow Kami-sama."
"Tsukuyo lost to her."
"But Tsukuyo doesn't want to lose anymore."
As Inaba Tsukuyo spoke these words.
Haimer could noticeably see that the fingers gripping the corner of his sleeve tightened, digging deeply into the fabric.
Especially today.
Inaba Tsukuyo, who was normally always quiet, like an exquisitely fragile porcelain doll, had finally and rarely spoken this much.
Presumably, following Amou Kirukiru's official level sublimation to become the first Lv.2 adventurer.
A flame named 'unwillingness to accept defeat' had already ignited within Inaba Tsukuyo's body.
As a genius who possessed extremely high swordsmanship talent in her previous world.
—The pride of a genius.
Inaba Tsukuyo could accept being inferior to Amou Kirukiru in strength.
After all.
In this regard, Amou Kirukiru was indeed a monster-level existence.
But what Inaba Tsukuyo could not accept was that she would actually lose to Amou Kirukiru in terms of resolve.
"So..."
"Phew..."
Inaba Tsukuyo suddenly released the hand gripping Haimer's sleeve.
Instead, she placed both hands over her chest, where her heart was beating violently due to emotional agitation, and her breathing also became hurried.
"Tsukuyo knows very clearly in her heart."
"That this sickly body of hers, after undergoing the trials of the past two days, has already reached its limit of endurance."
"It's like a rusted scabbard."
"The sharper the sword sheathed inside, the more tyrannical the sword aura."
"The more painful it is for this scabbard."
"With every swing of the sword."
"Tsukuyo can feel her heart lamenting, her body tearing apart."
"If this continues, there will be no need for anyone else to strike."
"Even Tsukuyo herself will fall in battle because her body cannot keep up with her consciousness."
"So..."
"Tsukuyo wishes to beg Kami-sama to level Tsukuyo up!"
Inaba Tsukuyo turned around, facing Haimer. She sat straight up on her knees, crossed her hands in front of her forehead, pressed her forehead against her fingers, and heavily prostrated herself, performing the most standard dogeza.
"If Tsukuyo cannot take this step."
"If there is no stronger body to bear all of this."
"Tsukuyo will be unable to continue following you, unable to wield a sword for you."
"Whether as a swordswoman."
"Or as your Familia member."
"Tsukuyo does not want to be left behind."
"Does not want to watch the figures of the others gradually distance themselves."
"Tsukuyo even more so does not want..."
"To become Kami-sama's burden."
"Because that feeling of only being able to stand in place, powerlessly watching your figure move forward..."
"To Tsukuyo..."
"Is simply..."
"Worse than dying..."
Silence.
Deathly silence.
Onigawara Rin and the others all closed their mouths at this moment.
They were all startled by Inaba Tsukuyo's almost heart-baring words.
After all, they had always thought.
That this blind girl who always kept her eyes closed and quietly drank tea would be the most aloof from worldly competition among their group.
They absolutely never expected.
That beneath Inaba Tsukuyo's delicate exterior.
Actually hid such a fervent, and arguably even paranoid, desire to win.
Haimer looked at Inaba Tsukuyo prostrated on the floor.
Facing that back so frail it seemed a gust of wind could blow it away, which was currently trembling slightly.
"Raise your head, Tsukuyo."
Haimer quickly reached out, gently helping Inaba Tsukuyo up.
He saw.
Inaba Tsukuyo's cinnabar-like pupils were still accurately directed towards his eyes, filled with absolute resolve.
"Since you have this resolve."
"I suppose you will inevitably climb higher in the future."
"As a God."
"How could I refuse my own child's request?"
Haimer helped tuck a stray lock of hair behind Inaba Tsukuyo's ear.
"Moreover..."
"In my eyes, every one of you must become a monster capable of standing on their own."
"Since you have this determination."
"Then let's do this."
"After all, I too am eager to see just what kind of radiance the sword inside will bloom with after your fragile scabbard is shattered and reconstructed."
Having said that.
Haimer wasted no more words.
He directly picked Inaba Tsukuyo up and laid her face down on the couch.
With this.
A drop of Divine Blood.
Carrying a God's blessing, as well as the authority to break mortal limits.
Slowly dripped down.
"Drip."
Falling right onto the center of Inaba Tsukuyo's smooth, jade-like back.
In that instant!
Red light flared up!
Those stats.
In this moment
Completely boiled, burned, and finally returned to nothingness.
This was the shattering of the Vessel.
And also the recasting of the Vessel.
Inaba Tsukuyo was welcoming a new life.
Thus.
As all her ability values were refined.
The Development Ability manifested.
When everything was done.
Inaba Tsukuyo's level sublimation ceremony was declared complete.
Everyone could distinctly feel that the heavy twilight air that originally lingered unshakably around Inaba Tsukuyo had vanished without a trace!
[Name]: Inaba Tsukuyo
[Race]: Human
[Level]: Lv.2
[Stats]: Strength: I0 | Endurance: I0 | Dexterity: I0 | Agility: I0 | Magic: I0
[Development Ability]: 『Mind's Eye』 I: Observes the world in the form of fluctuations, perceiving without blind spots.
[Skills]: 『Child of Calamity』, 『Fleeting Brilliance』, 『Short-Lived Sword Demon』
[Magic]: None
Skills:
『Child of Calamity』
Permanently lose [Vision] as a price.
Gain the ultimate sublimation of [Hearing] and [Perception].
The perceptive ability for killing intent, presence, and action wind-ups is drastically increased.
In battle, there is an extremely high probability to see through flaws in the enemy's movements, granting the [Preemptive Strike] effect.
In dark environments, all stats gain an extra bonus.
『Fleeting Brilliance』
When drawing the sword, [Agility] and [Strength] temporarily gain an explosive bonus. The magnitude of the bonus is directly proportional to the charging time.
As a price, the body will fall into temporary stiffness after the burst.
『Short-Lived Sword Demon』
The growth rate for [Endurance] is drastically lowered, making it extremely difficult to raise.
In exchange, the proficiency acquisition speed for [Agility] and [Dexterity] is doubled.
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