‘I see.’
‘So it was too tough even for you.’
To hit level 270 like Weed said was something beyond difficult. And because Geomchi5 had high self-esteem, he didn’t want to confess he couldn’t do it and decided to loiter about; or so they thought.
‘That’s no good. I have to help him out a bit.’
Zephyr saw an opportunity and walked over.
“Geomchi5 hyeong nim.”
“Hm?”
“Isn’t hunting tough? I know raising levels never get any easier. When I was like you, it was realllllyyy hard.”
Geomchi5 yawned and replied.
“There are a lot of strong monsters. So far, there were cases of monsters appearing that I couldn’t handle. They came out when we were picking up loots from other monsters, I also hear those issuing commands.”
According to Zephyr’s past experiences, those would be a Boss monster or Named monsters; that meant the area they were grinding in was a very dangerous hunting ground.
“That’s very risky.”
“Hm? Nah. Everybody kicked their asses.”
“Eh?”
“Don’t the unique ones give more experience points? They dropped a lot of items; so whenever they appear, we come together and beat them where they stand. It’s a pleasure to see all 10 guys haven’t died yet.”
“Shh, it wasn’t easy, I presume?”
“Even if I don’t use weapons, they still die all the same.”
“……”
“The knives rarely taste the thrill of combat. If some accident occurs then I’d have to repair them; so most of the time I’d just grab some random thing and kill the monsters.”
If a Boss monster came along, they would drop the things on hand and rushed toward it. They didn’t need the overly complex skills since brandishing their swords was like anyone else using their pen to write.
“Oh Weed, I forgot to ask this. My level is nearing 270, but a few of us are beyond that level. Is it alright?”
“Yes, Saheyong.”
“Oh thank God.”
And Geomchi5 was watching Weed making bows.
“Weed, what is this?”
“They’re bows. I was going to give them to Sahyeongs.”
The Geomchis picked the Martial Arts profession, so they could buy and use arms of other professions without restriction.
“Really? Can I try some?”
Geomchi5 quietly picked up a bow.
The bow Maylon barely manage to hold was casually picked up!
“No way!”
“How high is your Strength…”
Maylon was an Archer through and through, so she did not raise the Strength stats over the requirement. Nevertheless, there was no way to make sense of Geomchi5’s incredible Strength.
“Strength? It’s a little more than 1000.”
Maylon wore an amazed face.
“How on earth can your Strength be at 1000?”
Even with the given stats back in BaTC obtained, having more than 1000 points in Strength stat was a preposterous thing.
Geomchi5 answered as if it was simple.
“Whenever my level rises, I put my stats into Strength. If you’re a man then strength is the way to go! Oh, and I put a little into Agility. If the Agility is low, then I can’t strive to hit monsters properly without receiving reciprocated damages; and that would increase the chance of me receiving a critical blow.”
It was something out of Maylon's prediction.
“So you’re saying until now most the stats were put into Strength?”
“Yes. Where else am I gonna put them?”
“……”
Whether it was ignorance or courageous, the Geomchis growth revolved around Strength; aside from the little points put into Agility.
The side effect of this is always the lack of mana that spells the inability to use skills, and with the low defense means a single attack from the monsters can increase the chance of death!
Death meant the loss of a level and drop in various skills’ proficiency, so would the stats placed in Strength.
“Geomchi9’s stronger than me by 2 stats!”
No one knew when it turned into a competition!
But it became a contest to see who can get the higher Strength stats amongst themselves.
With encountering monsters, they increased Agility accordingly to give them a lee way to dodge. Attack and defense were coordinated according to their will.
Even with the lack of dexterity, they moved precisely without much worry; so it was a battle revolving the increment of Strength!
Battle of masters!
This was a method that anyone who knew better would never attempt.
‘Monsters!’
‘The laborious monster and actual monsters.’
The persistency of Weed was something they couldn’t dare to venture.
The Geomchis were similar in their eyes. Their strong desire to be strong and their struggles to do so forced everyone to admire them.
Maylon and Pale's eyes met.
“Maybe…”
“Could we actually be able to resolve this quest?”
Weed had come up with a plan, but everybody was dubious. They swallowed in their doubts and participated, knowing it was unlikely to succeed.
Since it couldn’t be helped that it’d be a let down after working their ways to Todeum, so they followed the plan without a complaint.