Chapter 59 (1/2)

Chapter 59: Whale Segman

Were these sacred souls all monsters?

This was the spear knight’s thoughts for the past few days.

After fighting with the players for three days and three nights with no rest, even if he had the spirit of the tower replenish his fatigue and life force he still felt quite mentally tired.

He didn’t have enough mental prowess to fight for seven days and seven nights, and what made it worse was that these sacred souls really had a bunch of strange powers.

In the past three days, the spear knight had been bombarded by all types of magic and spells, fought with swordsmen and gunslingers, bashed in the face by shields, and been cast with all sorts of debuffs and status effects like bleeding, poison, and curses.

What made him feel the most flabbergasted was how these sacred souls started to challenge the first floor of the Tower of Trials like crazy.

The spear knight had challenged the first floor of the Tower of Trials before when he was young, and had created the record of the seventh ranking at forty-five minutes and thirty-seven seconds.

This record was maintained for a few decades, and it became one of the highest records of their world.

The spear knight thought that his prince was already skilled enough to clear the first floor with thirty-nine minutes, but ever since the arrival of these sacred souls, the Sacred Records of the first floor entered a whole new era.

They could defeat the dungeon that required an average of an hour to beat in a mere fifteen minutes.

The current fastest record was thirteen minutes and twenty-two seconds by the Jumping Nucleons guild.

This already wasn’t a record that could be touched by the natives, but thankfully the first floor didn’t reward any precious sacred relics because it was only for youngsters of thirty-five years old and below.

But the problem was that these crazy sacred souls started to set their sights on the Sacred Records of the second floor! These records could be seen as the lifeblood of the four great countries in their world.

The sacred relics rewarded on the second and third floor were all strategic resources for each of the countries.

The speak knight didn’t know what the higher-ups were thinking, but he could finally leave that damned battle arena.

He received orders from the king himself to escort Prince Segman to challenge the second floor of the Tower of Trials.

The second floor of the Tower of Trials was limited to only people below seventy years of age, and the spear knight was forty-seven years old with a past record of clearing the second floor himself.

For the ambitious Prince Segman to challenge the second floor wasn’t out of the spear knight’s expectations, but the other contents of the king’s decree confused him greatly.

‘Never, ever let the prince touch an alchemical device called an Enhancing Machine. If he has any intent of touching it, please knock him out and bring him back to Aquaflow immediately. This is a decree of the highest order by the king, the elder mage, and the sacred relic management vault!’

An Enhancing Machine? What was that?

The spear knight read over the letter thoroughly, and in these three days he hadn’t gotten to know anything other than fighting, so he had no idea what an Enhancing Machine was.

He didn’t even know why the sacred souls wanted magical stones in the first place.

“Sir Kaermo, I’ve kept you waiting.”

Segman appeared behind the spear knight, and after glancing at Solar who was fighting on the arena he bowed a knight’s salute to the prince.

“You’re already the most excellent of your age, Your Highness. You don’t have to rush to challenge the second floor…” The old mage trailed behind Segman with a worried expression.

“Then what about within them?” Segman pointed towards the players who were having an impromptu party again, then looked back at the old mage.

“This…Prince Segman, these are sacred souls and the chosen saviors of our world, you don’t have to compete with them.” The old mage knew that Segman had been pressuring himself to become stronger in order to become the strongest not only within the natives, but the players too.

“Why can’t we be our own saviors? Aquaflow has never lost to anyone!” Segman shouted, before realizing he was speaking out of line and lowering his voice. “I don’t think that it’s a given for us to be weaker than those sacred souls.”

“Your Highness…” The old mage wanted to continue, but the spear knight blocked his way respectfully.

“Great sage, please have some rest. I will take over from here.”

The spear knight had an admiration for the prince, because he saw his own ambition in the young prince.

The old mage sighed and nodded, knowing that Segman was so stubborn not only because of his personality, but because he had fallen in love.