I went easy on him, though. In fact, I went to great lengths.
But the man’s eyes rolled back in his head and he passed out without a second thought.
Wow, the power of a hero.
“Ughi? Goboah!!!!”
(T/N: Hey, MC can you beat this one fast. He’s making the translation more hard than it is)
For the big man, a shot to the stomach.
With a force that dented his thick armor, it thrust up as if to gouge out his inner flesh. The big man’s body floated slightly and he lay down with a loud thud. This one was not fainted, but was trembling.
(T/N: Thank you T-T)
The soldiers were stunned.
Gutte was also stunned with his mouth wide open.
“I’m going to say it one more time.”
I pointed at Gutte and announced.
“Confess all your wrongdoings. Every soldier here will be a witness. After that, you will stay quiet in the dungeon.”
Gutte takes a step or two back.
“Hey, what the hell, you’re……. Why……?”
“I told you, didn’t I? Mother Earth sees everything.”
I’m not a very religious person, so I figured if I used God’s name, I might be able to fake something.
……will I receive a beam of light ? ……I’m sorry, God.
“Don’t tell me you…… could “Spirit Channelling”….?”
(T/N: 口寄せ means ‘spiritualism’, ‘summoning’ or ‘channelling’)
Hmm. Is there a technique to “take a god or a dead person into oneself and transmit his/her will?” I had never heard of it before.
It was a good thing that I played it safe.
Instead of answering, I smiled at him meaningfully.
Gutte bends the knee. He seems to think that he can no longer get away with it…… but he still hasn’t given up?
What do you mean, “I still have the secret potion that will make me the strongest”?
It appears that he has hidden some secret medicine in his pocket that was given to him by someone unidentified, and he is about to use it.
Since we have only textual information, the only thing we can read from his “experience” is his perception of a “small man in a black robe”.
The details of this “secret potion that can make you the strongest” are also unknown. Gutte was so cornered that he tried to put his trust in such a dubious thing.
Well, it’s all right if I don’t let him use it.
I pulled out the “Sword of the Hero” from my waist and was about to jump on him.
“I’m still …… not finished yet!”
My eyes were caught by something Gutte pulled out of his pocket.
A clear glass bottle. It contains a liquid of a disastrous color, perhaps purple or black.
It is….
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Name: Evil dragon’s miasma
[Description]
A secret medicine made by dissolving the miasma created by the living blood of evil dragons and scorching lava into a liquid.
It contains the will of the evil dragon.
Exposure to this potion causes the “Curse of Chaos” and gives the power of a hero.
[Special Effects]
The Curse of Chaos:
Curse of being tainted by “chaos”.
The user is granted the limited skill “Curse of Chaos”.
The user suffers all kinds of pain for eternity.
The Sorrow of the Heroes:
The user mirrors one of the heroes who was eaten by the evil dragon.
All the abilities of that hero are overwritten by the user.
However, the user’s body is not free because the evil dragon controls the user’s body. (Disadvantage)
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I was about to kick the ground.
I was a second too late, but I had plenty of time before he opened the lid of the bottle and bathed in its contents. But–.
Snap.
With a small, dry sound, the bottle broke on its own.
“Woa!……Ughhhhhh!”
The liquid inside splashes onto Gutte’s face. It was as if it had a will of its own.
“Oh, bobo-oh-oh-oh…………”
Gutte, exposed to the full force of the shower, let out a growl, which is not a sound one would expect to hear from a human being.