Kallamore Kingdoms great charge! the Hermes guild responded with their magicians and catapults, starting the large scale battle. The fate of the two Kingdoms was hanging in the balance.
*****
Geomchi joined Pale’s party late.
“I hope this won’t needlessly indebt yourself to me.”
“That’s not true. We needed someone to take care of close combat.”
Pale spoke courteously. He briefly stopped in Morata to peruse the stores and receive quests and met Geomchi.
“Did you try hunting in this area?”
“Some people did take me to several places called dungeons.”
Geomchi gave a yawn as if it was nothing but a trifle.
“There was nothing that could give me a good fight.”
“Well, it should be like that. The dungeons near Morata has been wiped clean by paladin order of Freya church, and many players are hunting there as well.”
As a dungeon became well known, many people flocked to it. Even after the experience and good item drop rates declined, the players still went. This caused some difficulty in hunting for decent monsters.
“It’s as you said.”
Surka spoke as she pulled on steel tipped gloves.
“We will provide as much help as we can.”
“Right. Then let’s go.”
Geomchi joined the group and Pale’s party left through Morata’s gate. As they left, the merchants doing business in the Square began to whisper.
“Was that the guy that completely cleaned out the exhausted dungeon?”
“Apparently he attached himself to a party and hunted all the monsters by himself. ”
*****
They arrived at the dungeon and Geomchi lightly stepped forward.
“Ey… the old should die.”
All the monsters that were struck by Geomchi’s sword disappeared in a grey light. Critical hits happened as if they were a regular occurrence and he slashed the weak points that appeared when the monsters attacked like it was a joke.
“With my age, I can’t seem to move as easily as I did when I was younger.”
PAK! WACHANG!
PABABABAK!
Geomchi’s weapon skill was Advanced level 7. It was a state that was impossible to reach by facing only monsters. After Advanced level 5 of a martial artist’s weapon skill, one had to overcome the barrier to their own limits.
Every time Geomchi advanced one level of his weapon skill, he realized the subtle changes to his mastery and chose the most optimal path for his development. This was the reason why his skill developed faster while hunting less than the others.
Pale and his party had to hurry before Geomchi killed off all the monsters.
I have a new opinion of how strong Geomchi-nim really is.
That strength and weight all focused on the tip of the sword for the keen attacks. He makes it look so easy but I don’t know how he attacks so accurately.
And there were over 500 of them.
…..
Surka could pummel a level 350 monster into paste. Zephyr whirled his fishing pole and threw himself in the thickest part of the battle.
But looking at Geomchi, they could only stand in awe.
“It’s annoying to use the sword.”
He picked up the spears and axes the monsters dropped and attacked. Weapon skill allowed any weapon to be used proficiently and maximized the damage. Whatever weapon he handled, there was no hindrance in killing monsters.
Sometimes he looked like a warrior and other times, a soldier from a savage tribe. Seeing Geomchi changing weapons frequently Pale asked a question.
“Are you okay with the difference in handling different weapons?”
Pale asked as he was amazed by what he was seeing. Even with the weapon skill, every weapon had different centers of gravity and their application in battle was vastly different
“Whatever the weapon, battles are fought by personal taste .”
The personal preference of pummeling monsters! Such as the Orcs, the blight of the Yurokina Mountain range, when equipped with glaives they immediately started breaking things for fun, even their armor.
Zephyr asked in disbelief.
“Isn’t the sword suited toward your taste?”
Geomchi lived practicing the sword. He might have practiced other weapons, but he did not reach the state with his sword by catering to other people’s approval. Surely he would admire the way of the sword.
“My greatest preference is not the sword...”
Geomchi stealthily observed the others. It was a story that could negatively affect the emotions of minors and young school children.
“It’s rare for weapons to measure up to the steel pipes and poles I used when I was young.”
“...”
“The sword is a method for one to temper the heart. A great swordsman has a heart that is polished like a mirror and as still as water, whatever may come he will not fear or tremble.”
At the moment, a swarm of monsters flocked towards them from the dungeon passage.
“Humans have invaded.”
“Kill the tall, bulky, and ugly human first.”
“Captain, what do you mean. Is it the old looking guy?”
“Yes.”
“Kekekekel!”
Before the other members of the party could react, Geomchi was running towards the monsters.
“Your death will not be merciful. Hahahaha!”