My Alter Ego Is Becoming a Giant - My Alter Ego Is Becoming a Giant chapter 52

harley (3)

The newly summonable avatar was named ‘Hubert’.

There was a lot of anguish and conflict before he came up with such a name.

As before, there is a limit to naming just with the ‘ha’ pronunciation, so I’d rather break the mold this time and broaden the limit with ‘H’…

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What really mattered was the skills he had.

Hubert’s initial skill was “Emotion”.

It was a very good ability to see information about things.

‘Sometimes I feel like I’m playing a real game.’

However, perhaps because of the low level of skill proficiency, he could not see such accurate information.

The level that can be confirmed now is the approximate level of information about the object.

‘Of course, he’s just acquired the ability, so there’s plenty of room for growth in the future.’

The future colossus, Hubert’s first task is to prepare items for Harley to use while he scavenges in the Beast Beast Forest.

He wandered around the city where he could move, selected a weapon that Harley could use with “emotion”, and entrusted the processing of the beast’s head to a leather craftsman.

＜Blacksteel Double-Edged Two-Handed Ax＞

– A two-handed ax made by a skilled craftsman by beating a heavy and hard black iron alloy. It is sturdy and does not break easily, but it is very heavy and cannot be lifted with any force.

＜Black Panther Head Helm＞

– A helmet made by an ordinary craftsman by processing the head of a beast black panther. Since I focused on making the shape, it is better not to expect more than the material’s defense.

Besides that, Hubert put a lot of effort into Harley’s full-fledged activities.

It reflects a lot of personal taste.

and the result.

I was standing here now.

Located in the western part of the continent, in the heart of Tarak, the northern counties of Aonia in the Kingdom of Tulk.

murmur—

“Oh my God, what is that?”

“Are you a Southern barbarian? What made you come to the West?”

“Mom— what is that?”

“Shh, don’t look! Let’s go home quickly.”

The eyes of passersby were focused on Harley.

It was the same kind of gaze he had received from the guards as he passed through the gates.

‘Huh, this body is pretty cool.’

The longing gaze that falls on Harley.

That’s because his appearance had the power to draw the attention of those around him.

He was over 2 meters tall and had beaked eyes like a beast.

Leather attached to the black panther’s head covered in a cloak, covering his shoulders and back.

Animal teeth were entwined around his neck, and menacing muscles twitched over his naked upper body.

An unknown pattern painted in red dye all over the face and body, and two handles of a large ax sticking out from both shoulders while being hung on the back.

In addition, as for the armor, the only thing that was placed in several important areas was a piece of leather covered with an iron plate.

There was a barbarian warrior that you can’t see these days, you’ve only seen in stories.

“Whoops.”

He smiled softly, spread his shoulders, and walked out proudly.

Overwhelmed by Harley’s beautiful muscles, they hurriedly averted their gaze and moved out of the way.

In fact, there was a good reason besides taste for dressing up so loudly.

His purpose is to become a hero who can influence the continent.

In addition to the ability of Ilshin, fame plays a big role in the condition of a hero.

The strong that only those who know know and the strong that everyone knows.

Needless to say, which one is closer to the hero.

Giving a strong impression that, once seen, will never be forgotten is also an important issue for aspiring hero Harley.

‘Well, not like that. It’s never just selfishness.’

After completing his rationalization, Harley, a ferocious savage warrior, took the attention of the people around him and headed across the street to the Mercenary Guild.

Quang-!

The guild door opened as if it was about to break.

The gaze focused on the entrance in an instant.

‘I tried to push it a bit, but I didn’t think about Harley’s strength.’

It was embarrassing at the bottom, but Harley, a manly man, doesn’t care about such trivial matters.

I proudly crossed the lobby and headed for the window.

“what?”

“savage?”

Is it because it is a city where the mercenary industry is developed?

The inside of the guild was neat, but it had a sophisticated feel to it.

A window prepared like a bank and people waiting in line in front of it.

Tough but not polite, Harley quietly stood behind the shortest line and waited.

If you do something else for a while when you have some spare time, the time will pass quickly.

“Whoop, whoop.”

The person in front of him shuddered at the harsh breathing sound that leaked out unknowingly.

“Hmmm…, I see, I had an urgent business…”

Then he muttered a little and carefully exited the guild.

As I looked into his eyes for some reason.

“Oh, I haven’t eaten, so I’m hungry, so I’ll have to eat and come back.”

“Look at my mind. I forgot what I promised.”

The people in front of him fled one by one, and the line quickly decreased, and his turn came.

‘It’s because people are so forgetful.’

He lightly clicked his tongue at the sad reality and shook his head.

However, if you have an urgent business, what can you do?

While waiting, Harley got up from the barbell squat, which she had been doing with two squats stacked on top of each other.

‘I have two axes, so if you use the blade on both sides, the weight will fit well and it’s good. Because it’s a two-handed axe, the handle is also long.’

Even though I didn’t sweat a drop at this weight.

He shuffled his axe, put it back on his back, and headed to the window.

“Hey, what’s going on here…”

When a muscle mass over 2 meters stood in front of me, a female employee asked carefully.

“Hot hah hah! Of course, to go hunting for the Iron Citadel! Isn’t this the city for that?”

A cool burst of laughter.

This was the reason Harley had to come to Tarak.

In order to acquire more genetic information and become stronger by hunting various monsters that appear in the mountain range above the Fortress of Steel.

In fact, he didn’t know much about the Southern Tribal League and the barbarians, so it was difficult to go straight there.

If you want to impersonate, wouldn’t it be advantageous to do it in a place where there are no locals?

‘Once you become strong and famous, you will find a way somehow.’

All the other avatars were busy right now, so I couldn’t help Harley any more, but since I’ve already been on track to a certain extent, from now on, I’ve been enough on my own.

And since it’s good to go through the formal process for fame, as a mercenary, he dared to come to Tarak first to enter the mountain range.

There are two career paths for Harley.

Whether you are from a barbarian tribe, make a name for yourself and become a tycoon that can move the nation of the Southern Tribal League, or build a reputation in the mercenary world as a warrior and become a mercenary king.

‘It could be both.’

Actually that was the goal.

“Pahahahaha—!”

Right now, he was just a rookie who just became a mercenary…

So the barbarian warrior Harley became a mercenary and headed for the Northern Mountains.

***

Heinrich was still standing guard inside the Great Hall of Roselia today.

As expected, the last tour was still peaceful.

‘It is said that it is necessary to prepare for an emergency, but what is the probability of such an event occurring within this Great War?’

It probably converges to zero infinitely.

It was when he was distributing the remaining mental power to other avatars with such a heart.

“Well?”

From the inside of the road he was guarding, I could feel something bustling.

The place he is now standing on is the passage leading to the high-ranking clergy dwelling.

It seemed that something had happened to the church.

I wondered what was going on, but I was just trying to distract myself because I wanted to know someday if it was something I could know.

“oh! Hello Sir Heinrich! The weather is good today!”

A saint appeared from the inner passage.

Incidentally, the weather right now was in the midst of rain.

“When it rains, earthworms come out. How cute are you!”

I couldn’t quite understand this lady’s emotions, but I guess I should respect her personal taste.

“Yes···. That elongated, shiny, wriggling thing… so cute. yes.”

“I thought Sir Heinrich would understand! You know exactly what cute things about earthworms are. How lovely it is to see that little creature wiggle!”

“ha ha ha···. But what happened to the church? He looks like he’s excited about something…”

He quickly changed the subject before the conversation took a turn he couldn’t handle.

If it’s a story Heinrich shouldn’t know, the conversation will end here, but that’s not bad…

“ah! This time, cooperation with other factions has been decided.”

It must have been a story he knew well.

No matter how much a saint looks like a saint, he is a saint, so he will thoroughly protect what he has to protect.

···Is that right?

“The High Elves have been dispatched from the Elven Kingdom on the Enamel Continent. Maybe it will help us track down the descendants of the Immortal King.”

The Enamel Continent was a small continent that was only a quarter of the Ion Continent where we are now.

The majority of its members are non-human races.

In fact, the entire Enamel Continent could be seen as a union of different races.

“I know that High Elves are quite high-ranking in the Elven Kingdom, but are you saying that they come all the way across the sea to help us?”

In the past, the Enamel Continent had no history of being invaded by the Immortal King, and the elves were more incomprehensible because they served the World Tree, a minority denomination that does not exist in Auterica.

“Of course, there is something we want from that side as well, so the cooperative operation was successful. Elven Kingdoms tend to hate humans, but they have a friendly relationship with our Shinto Church!”

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Just because the elves served the World Tree did not mean that they were denying the Lord.

Because acknowledging and respecting the existence of a deity and setting the object of worship are two different things.

To the extent that the Shinto denomination did not reject other religions, they respected each other and exchanged regularly.

“By the way, it seems that the matter has not been decided for a long time. Is this something I can listen to?”

“It will be announced soon anyway. We also have to prepare for the Elven Kingdom’s envoy.”

Fortunately, the saint seemed to have considered everything and talked about it.

“And Sir Heinrich is all you need to know! It’s been less than a year since I was baptized and I’m already approaching the level of bishop-level divinity! Maybe you will rise to the level of a saint in the future!”

···Isn’t it true that I made a proper judgment and talked about it?

Because the saints I’ve been through have a strangely favorable side to Heinrich.

Although it is said that people with strong divine power are considered close, even considering that, there was a big difference compared to when dealing with other people.

‘Actually, it’s not bad for me. If the saint told me that, there is no one to argue with.’

Still, I was terribly worried that this innocent girl might be tricked by some naughty villain and spit out important information.

‘It’ll be fine if I protect you by my side so that something like that doesn’t happen.’

It is absolutely unacceptable to use our good saint to eat!

“Ah! Break time is over! Talking to Sir Heinrich, I didn’t realize the time was passing. I have to see the earthworm, so I’ll just go! Then, do your best~!”

So the saint left a one-sided greeting and disappeared like the wind again.

“…well, to use that power to observe earthworms.”

The other day, I met a saint on a rainy day.

This place was wet even with an umbrella, but the saint was squatted in the flower bed with her bare body and was in a dry state while observing earthworms.

As if blocked by something transparent, the raindrops did not reach within her certain range.

‘It was pouring divine power on the earthworms and even healing and blessing them.’

An earthworm blessed by a saint.

You don’t know how upset I was when I first saw it.

Only luxuries that even Shinto cannot easily receive.

It’s meaningless to think about her any more.

He sighed lightly and changed his mind.

‘By the way, the High Elpra of the Elven Kingdom…’

It was not known what variables their existence would be.

Because there was no specific information available.

‘Maybe you won’t notice?’

Although he escaped from the saint’s gaze, he did not know what would happen if the high elves, whose abilities were unknown, were also added.

‘… Shall we reinforce the barrier a little more?’

It felt like I had to mix it up a bit more and put the ball in.

***

And only a few days later.

At a time when Heinrich had about half of his days left to serve in the Brilliant Guardian Holy Knights.

Elven Kingdom’s delegation visited through the gate of the Great Hall.