Its weakness was fire, and yet Hellfire of Obliteration only did that much damageâŠ
In that case, I had no choice but to search for something that was more powerful than Hellfire of ObliterationâŠbut was there such a thing?
Even if there was, would I have enough MP to use it?
As I thought about thisâŠthere was a knock on the door.
I used the slimeâs senses to check for a magic reaction and saw that a single person was standing on the other side of the door.
I donât knowâŠsomething about the magic reaction was odd compared to a normal human.
âWho is it?â
No one had visited me at an inn before.
âŠI should be cautious.
And so I created a barrier near the entrance as I opened the door⊠And standing there, was the priest who had been at the meeting.
Hadnât he gone off to pray?
âI am Father Shtyle. âŠThis is a rather impressive barrier. Did you make it just now?â
âYeah. I was wondering if you would attack me.â
I said as I removed the barrierâŠbut I was still on my guard.
I did not know much about this priest.
But it seemed like he was no ordinary clergyman.
He had been the second most powerful in the church.
âI wouldnât attack you. If anything, I am your ally. God told me to be.â
âGod told you?â
âI have a skill called âRevelation,â which allows me to receive words from God. I obeyed them and came here today. âŠPerhaps this was why I was meant to come to this town in the first place.â
So saying, Father Shtyle produced a shortsword from his pocket.
It was rusted and covered in scratches. But about 1 cm of the very tip was clean and smooth.
âI left the royal capital carrying this, as was Godâs command. No one in the church understood its worth⊠But surely you know what to do with it?â
The priest said as he handed it to me.
I accepted it and appraised it with magic.
And thenâŠsomething very interesting was displayed.
Concentrates the magic that the wielder activates into the swordâs tip.
Unbreakable.
Protection.
The last two words had no explanation and were very strange.
However⊠Perhaps this was what I was looking for.
In other words, I would be able to concentrate the power of Hellfire of Death.
The area of effect for Hellfire of Death was hundreds of times larger than the size of the Blue Dragon of Delight.
But if all of that power could be gathered to the tip of a sword, maybe we could defeat the dragon.
âDo you know how to use it?â
âYeah.â
I answered.
âThat is good. God had not explained it to me, so I would have been very troubled if you asked me how to use it.â
âSo you just came without knowing anythingâŠâ
âEven if I didnât know how, I knew it would be useful to you. âŠAnd so you may keep it. We only have about 2 days, so you should hurry. The later it gets, the stronger the dragon will be.â
The priest said before turning around and walking away.
Iâm finished here, he seemed to say.
âWhere are you going?â
I knew the answer but thought Iâd ask.
âTo pray.â
Father Shtyle said without slowing down.
It was just as I had expected.
As always, this priest was mysterious⊠Still, I was grateful for the sword.
âŠHowever⊠A âRevelationâ skill?
When I checked my status, I saw that I also carried that skill. But there were words in red above it that read, âyou do not meet the requirements to use.â
Apparently, it was a very special skill.
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