The Status Window Disappeared

Grave of Swords (3)

Seeing that Tyrone, the player, was right in front of him, the bard chose his words carefully.

Because he is a minstrel, his voice is quite soft and pleasant to listen to.

“The evil warlocks who coveted the power of the aliens met their end thanks to the sacrifices of the clergy, but the churches that participated in the subjugation also accumulated resentment.”

The Temple Alliance, including the Cadral Church, consumed considerable strength in the fight against the Black Flag. This is a golden opportunity for their enemies.

Right now, Chris and Tyrone had also experienced their attack.

“For this reason, denominations in various places are reducing their activities and locking themselves in their headquarters for fear of raids. Most of the temples in this city have also withdrawn to the main temple…”

“I guess the retaliation from those who were enemies of the church was severe?”

When Chris said something, the bard nodded eagerly.

“That was nonsense. Aren’t they people who were criticized for being money ghosts from the beginning? Even after a long time, it will be difficult to recover the old church spirit.”

“Oh, that’s great. From now on, I was planning to kill every member of the clergy in sight.”

Tyrone, who was sipping a beer, gritted his teeth and said, Because he was also betrayed by the church, he held a deep grudge against them.

Chris reprimands him and orders the next story.

“If you’re going to do that, don’t talk about me openly. Is there anything on the side of the Breton Empire?”

“Ah, I have some interesting news for you, too… My throat is getting a little dry.”

Chris widened his eyes as the minstrel gestured for the extra money. In fact, the silver coin he handed over was also high compared to the bard’s pay.

However, the minstrel has no guts.

“How long has it been since you started talking?”

“I promise you, you will not be disappointed.”

“Oh yeah?”

Chris put his hand on the hilt of his sword and handed over another coin.

Traditionally, playing around with money against adventurers ends badly. The bard knows that well, so he accepts the coin and trembles.

“I am also a b*tch. I wouldn’t do this if I wasn’t confident.”

“That’s for me to judge.”

“Well, don’t worry… The Breton Empire is now preparing for a major war.”

“Is it a day or two that your town is at war?”

Chris was a little startled, but soon regained his composure.

But the minstrel laughs and shakes his head, as if he knew that.

“Yeah, but this time it’s on a really different scale. There are three large steamboats going into and out of the port a day. It is said that the wagons made of strange iron used in the last war have increased noticeably… The quick-witted nobles are already exiled to other countries.”

“Where did you hear that?”

Originally, the story of bards is not very reliable.

It’s about the church. You can find out if you search a little bit, but a mere bard knows the trends of the Breton Empire in detail.

Chris, who had worked in the Imperial Army, couldn’t believe it at all.

The bard hesitated for a moment, then leaned over to Chris.

“This is the information I received from the Bard Guild. I’ve heard rumors that the king of singers did the research himself… … .”

“Gawang? Who else is that?”

Illesis, who had been quietly listening to the story until now, expressed curiosity, and the bard openly sighed.

“To think that a wizard who accumulates knowledge doesn’t know the King. But that’s okay. I’m rather happy that I got a chance to sing a song about the singer… … .”

“No, the song is done.”

When Illesis cut off the minstrel, his smile, which had not been shaken by Chris’s scolding, wrinkled slightly.

However, I am the king of singers and Nabal, and right now the customer is the king. After recovering his spirit of service with difficulty, he explained while slowly plucking the strings of his lute.

“Mage, don’t you know the six kings of the continent? The king of singers who resonates the sky and the earth with a single lute, the king of demons who wields the forces of death… … .”

“Ah, I’ve heard of the demon king.”

When Illesis, thinking of Elgar, flinched and answered, the bard made a satisfied expression.

“You knew that too. It is absurd that the adventurers who roam this continent have not heard of the Six Kings.”

“Actually, the king of singers is the last among the six kings.”

When Chris helped out with a word, the minstrel pursed his lips again.

No matter how stupid he is, as long as he is listed as one of the six kings, it is clear that he is a superman who can face a country alone.

Singer was the pride of bards like him. So you can’t go away like this.

“It’s not a horse. Certainly, compared to the Demon King or the Sword King, he is inferior in many ways, but that doesn’t mean he’s stupid.”

“Yes, isn’t the real Malseok Dragon King? He is nothing without his wife.”

When Tyrone, who was next to him, helped out, Chris shook his head.

“That wife is a dragon, you asshole. Okay, then let’s assume that the last stone is the Fist King.”

Everyone laughed contentedly when he put off King Kwon, who no one liked because he had a bad personality.

Chris feels that the story has gone down a side road for a while and asks in a hurry.

“By the way, is this really the story spread by the king of singers?”

“I’m not sure, but if it’s not that much, there’s no way to spread the name of the guild.”

Individual wandering bards generally had no reliable corner, but if the name of the guild was at stake, things would be a little different. If you talk nonsense in the name of the bard guild, you will be beaten to death by your partners, not your guests.

Chris began to ponder over the information about the Breton Empire.

‘Am I going to start a full-scale war of conquest rather than simply securing a port?’

If you intend to invade the mainland of another continent because there are not enough colonies, you should be seen as being too ambitious and not too proud. If someone other than Breton’s prime minister had pushed for such a plan, Chris would have laughed at him.

But the guy Chris knew wasn’t the type to fight a no-win fight.

‘I just want the shrine and the temple to hit each other, and then both of them end up harmonious.’

While Chris was thinking such meaningless thoughts, the bard started singing about the singer’s achievements. The workmanship was surprisingly very good, so the people in the store sang along to the song.

Chris and his party, having moderately enjoyed the exhilarating atmosphere, went back to the inn as the night fell.

Tyrone, who shared a room with him, belatedly asked Chris.

“By the way, what happened to the tattoo on the back of your hand? Do you think there is any noticeable effect?”

“no. So far, it doesn’t seem to have much effect.”

The ability of the status window is not strengthened like it was in Argal’s Shinji, and there is no sign of unlocking new functions. It’s to the point where I want to go to the altar of the evil god and spit on it.

‘Oh sh*t, I’m weaker than that bastard, so I’m patient.’

Chris, who was trying this and that while the words came out, quickly lay down on the bed, and Tyrone speaks again.

“By the way, what is the sword grave? You said you were leaving tomorrow morning?”

“Can’t I listen to that with Elesis on the way tomorrow? If I explain it to you now, I will have to do it again later.”

“Eww, is that so annoying?”

Tyrone grunted a little, but turned around meekly.

Shortly after recovering from a coma, he quickly fell into a deep sleep. Chris followed him and closed his eyes and laid himself on the bed.

After spending the night at the inn.

Tyrone, who was yielded to Illesis’ words, couldn’t stop sighing when he heard that the sword’s tomb was a kind of ruin.

In fact, it wasn’t that Chris couldn’t understand his feelings either.

“You bastard, how long has it been since we woke up from the hospital, do we need to go on some sort of archaeological exploration?”

“Does money come out if I stay still because I am sick?”

Chris replied indifferently and turned to Illesis, who was riding behind him.

After she joined, Chris’ party’s expenses increased even more. In particular, since I had to book two rooms, the cost of lodging doubled.

But it just didn’t feel worth it.

Chris, who only saw Tyrone’s black face every day, felt that the wounds in his heart were healed when he saw Illesis every morning. In fact, even when he was working as a mercenary, his morale subtly rose when one or two women were in the squad.

Of course, where there are women, there are bound to be problems of their own, but… … .

Fortunately, Illesis and Tyrone were not the ones to cause such trouble.

Holding on to Chris’ waist, she strokes the ghost horse’s back and asks a question instead of Tyrone.

“But why is the name of the ruin the Tomb of Swords?”

“It was an extremely difficult ruin to capture, so the capture team failed one after another. Thanks to that, no one wants to attack properly anymore.”

In places like ruins, the difficulty of attack and the reward are proportionate. The Tomb of Swords is the largest and most difficult of the ruins excavated so far.

Thanks to this, the governments of each country tried to attack, but all failed.

According to the people who participated in the raid, if a person of the Six Kings level determined and dug in, they would be able to break through, but they were not free enough to challenge the ruins for which the reward was uncertain.

In the end, I wondered if the ruins would be forgotten forever… … .

“Come to think of it, don’t you think the equipment of first-class adventurers is left there?”

“Ah, so are you collecting them and selling them?”

“yes. We’re not attacking the ruins, we’re just going out with the equipment of the victims who entered first.”

That’s why the name was attached to the grave of the sword.

The city that Chris and his party visited developed a blacksmithing job to deal with the equipment from there.

After hearing his explanation, Tyrone showed a suspicious reaction.

“If you’re right, aren’t there going to be grave robbers running around by now? So, will there be any equipment left for us to take?”

“It’s true that grave robbers played the game, but most of them couldn’t enter even half of the ruins because the ruins were so difficult that they came out. So there must be a lot of equipment still piled up inside, right?”

It was obvious that adventurers with good equipment would have gone deeper, so the real treasure hadn’t even come out yet.

To properly rob the grave of the sword, you need to be at least the head of the Black Flag or the Royal Dean of Saydran. But why would such people want to wander through the dark and dangerous ruins?

Right away, Chris had no plans to visit the Tomb of Swords until he had spent all his money on the trip.

After the explanation of the sword’s grave, Illesis and Tyrone could not hide their anxiety.

However, Chris had no intention of changing his destination. He had his own beliefs, and if he successfully excavated the grave of the sword, he could solve the financial and equipment problems at once.

“We use the good ones from the graves, and we can sell the rest to the city.”

Really good equipment is hard to get even if you pay a lot of money.

In the case of Black Hammer, which made Chris’ long sword, the order was pushed back by year.

Tyrone kindly asked Illesis when she looked a little frightened.

“hmm… Wouldn’t it be better for Illesis to just wait at the inn?”

“No, I will go with you. It won’t be a burden, so don’t worry.”

“Don’t do that, wait outside for a while.”

Chris, who did not believe in Illesis’ ability, grumbled as if talking to himself, and the pressure felt behind him intensified. She passed as a rare genius in the royal family of Seid, but no one knows how well that will work in real life.

Chris nodded his head as he tried to convince Illesis, but his breath caught in his throat.

“Okay, let’s go in together. Instead, I’m in the lead and Tyrone is in the back. You support us from the center.”

“what? Why am I last?”

Upon hearing Chris’ decision, Tyrone protested violently.

The most dangerous places in the ruins attack are the front and back. It is said that it is an exploration conducted by three people, but that is why the formation is even more important.

Chris glared at Tyrone as if he were going to eat him and shot him.

“Then, should Ilesis, the wizard, stand at the back? Since you have a status window, you have a high chance of surviving even if you get attacked.”

“No, according to common sense, I, a thief class, should scout from the front.”

When Tyrone retorts in a slightly intimidated voice, Chris immediately denies it.

“I have an idea.”

He rubbed the mirror ring on his ring finger and confidently headed towards the ruins.