Offer a Tribute and Become an Archmage - Chapter 225



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Episode 225.

Descendants of giants.

The word itself was a mystical story.

Ronobe wanted to hear more.

However, Karancal was indifferent, as if it were a trivial story.

[Nothing much. Among the large ones, the smaller ones spread seeds, and among them, the smaller ones spread seeds and mate, resulting in the Barbarian.]

The term Barbarian refers to a mixed race that has become deteriorated as the great blood has diluted over generations.

“But still, you are a descendant of a giant.”

[There are many descendants of giants. The orcs and trolls you know are all descendants of them. Giants are the progenitors of most of those who grow on this land. It’s just something so distant that we don’t know about it.]

“Then me too…?”

[I don’t know. There might be even a small amount of them mixed in. Trolls are also descendants, so I can’t say that you’re not Ronobe.]

“what…”

If you look at it that way, there shouldn’t be any beings that aren’t descendants of giants. I had hoped for nothing.

[Kyaa! It doesn’t matter if you’re a descendant of a giant or not. You’re you.]

That’s also true.

I guess it’s a good thing.

[But Barbarian. Are Orcs really that threatening? If I have Archon in my body, I can easily win without having to resort to their power.]

“That’s Karancal. I’m not Karancal. I can’t do that.”

The number of orcs exceeds ten thousand.

Even if it were Karankar, Ronobe wouldn’t be able to handle that number. This is because even magic has its limits. There is nothing infinite in this world.

[Ronobe. You have succeeded my Akan. Nothing is impossible for you. If this body can do it, so can you.]

“Even if you say that… this is the north. It’s hard to use oil.”

Oil from buried animals, humans, and plants. A general term for the sediments that settle and remain for a long time, and are called petroleum.

Oil is everywhere.

However, it cannot be used everywhere.

Ronobe came to the North and realized this truth again.

Magic is greatly influenced by the environment.

Because there is no miracle without a price. That is why I turned my attention to other magics, not just oil. Unrestricted power that can be used in any environment.

[That’s why! Why didn’t you just offer all the tributes to me! You summoned all the strange gods and filled their stomachs, but your stomach has become thinner!]

“It’s not that bad…”

[Give me the tribute!]

“This is ridiculous.”

Ronobe grumbled and offered a high-quality tribute. It was the soul of one of the remaining orc warriors. Since it was a relatively good soul, Karankar would be pleased with it.

[Hmm, the blood is thick. A good soul.]

No matter how many orc armies there are, there aren’t many good warriors. All that was left was given to Ronobe, so all that was left was a part of the orc’s soul.

‘Even if it’s just a few, it’s more than two hundred, so what?’

Although I received a lot of soul offerings, I also spent a lot.

Still, if you have about two hundred, you won’t be lacking anything. You can use it for totems and Vivian’s magic, but if you don’t have enough, you can hunt beasts.

“So. You’re not going to wipe your mouth after eating that? I told you I almost died.”

[You are saying that you almost died to a great warrior even with this body’s Akan. If you had offered me all the tribute, I would have extracted oil even if the ground was frozen.]

“Oh my.”

Karancal sighed when Lonobe did not agree at all.

[Ronobe. Then I’ll teach you a suitable catch technique. That should be useful.]

“What is it?”

[Oil isn’t just in the ground.]

Karankar grabbed Ronove’s wrist.

Soon, he felt a stinging pain, and before he knew it, red oil was floating on Karancal’s hand.

“What? How did you do that?”

Ronobé’s hands were dry, as if they had lost moisture.

[Body oil. There is oil in the body too. They are not very useful, but… if a miracle is added, even this useless oil can boil and burn…]

Red oil that changed form in Karankar’s hands. It was definitely oil.

‘It’s the oil that’s been drawn out from inside the body. Who would have thought that something like this was possible…’

Is there no limit to magic? Ronobe, who was pretending to be surprised, remembered that Karankar had grabbed his wrist.

“If it has resistance, you can’t use it, right? It’s a type that has low resistance, or can be easily extracted from a corpse. Extracting oil wouldn’t be much different from extracting fat.”

[Kyaaak! Ronobe! Now you’re becoming a real wizard! Kyaaak!]

“This is nothing. It’s ordinary.”

Karankar shrugged his shoulders and answered with a serious look on his face.

[No! If it were before, you would have bothered me by asking me all sorts of questions about how I did it! Even if I explained it to you, you would have looked dumbfounded and not understood!!]

“No, that’s harsh…”

[It’s true.]

It was a pity that he couldn’t deny it strongly. Ronobe scratched the back of his neck and nodded roughly.

It was a sign that he wanted to learn magic.

“It looks useful.”

[It’s not a very useful magic. But for you… it might be useful. If it’s hard to blow up the ground, then blowing up your body is a lot easier. Yay!]

Corpse explosion.

Isn’t this the kind of magic a necromancer would use? It’s a terrifying and cruel magic. But that’s why it felt good.

‘It might be cool?’

I wonder if they’ll end up using the oil inside the corpse to raise the corpse.

“Don’t talk about gruesome things. I’m already worried because I feel like I’m becoming more and more of a warlock. I don’t want to be a witch-hunt.”

[Kyaa! Where is there black and white in magic! Everything is just a miracle.]

Karancal stroked Lonobe’s head and smiled happily.

[Whatever you do, do it while taking care of yourself. If your body is not healthy, your magic will be questionable. Yay!]

“Okay. Karankar is doing well too.”

[Okay… call me again.]

Only after the Karankar carrying the load on his back turned into smoke and disappeared did Ronobe open his eyes.

“Shin Yu-ra… This is a Karan-kal-like magic.”

It was quite a cruel magic.

But that’s just like Karankar. It was a magic that Anna would be sad to know about, but what can you do? There are things that must be used, even if they are cruel, in order to survive.

“Oh, I was planning on doing some magic training at Goetia, but I forgot.”

Shin Yuya, this is not a magic you need to worry about too much. It would be easier to extract it from the bodies of beasts or orcs with soft bodies than from solid ground.

Shin-yu doesn’t need to worry any longer.

“I’ve already confirmed that using transformation magic that consumes the soul increases the size and strength of the gray bear. Werewolf also increases in size and speed…”

Ronobe has become stronger.

The environmental factors of the North have now been more or less overcome. Close combat has also been roughly improved.

“But I’m still anxious.”

The path that Ronobe walks has made the Empire see him as an enemy. Whether he likes it or not, the Empire considers Ronobe an enemy. There may still be wizards targeting him. So can he rest assured of the present?

‘No.’

Ronobe shook his head as he looked at the soldiers who were each training without being ordered to do so. His eyes turned to Nasu, who was sparring with Benny.

‘The two red knights became one, and a being greater than white emerged.’

If you have two arms, you can perform a much wider range of attacks and power. If you have many arms, the amount of blood flow required increases, so your heart is bound to be strained, but since you are a knight, it doesn’t matter. Anyway, if you have many arms, you are stronger. If you have many eyes, you can see more. This is obvious. You just don’t think about it because it’s not common.

“I think it was Trinita.”

Magic enhancement through triple spells using spells, runes, and water seals at the same time. It is a technique with such high difficulty that few people know how to use it properly.

“I’m aiming to become a Grand Wizard, so I think I should be at least a Trinita.”

That’s what Kael did too.

There is no reason why it can’t be called Ronobe.

Of course there are problems.

“That’s what the rune is like… but what on earth should Suin do?”

You will find out on your own.

That’s what Peter said.

However, unlike ordinary magicians, Ronobe does not have a grimoire. Since he is the one who received the miracle, he cannot recall the seals required for magic.

So what’s left are spells and runes.

However, in a fast-paced battle situation, there is no time to be engraving runes. Although setting traps is Ronobe’s specialty, it is not easy to allow such a tactic when fighting knights or magicians.

So, there’s only one thing left.

“Spell.”

It’s an order.

The order is given by mouth.

It is clear that Ronobe can cast magic without saying a spell, but seeing Nasu made me think of this.

“If I had two mouths.”

Or if there were three.

The idea is that by casting the same magic, one can instantly create a powerful explosive force. It is an idea that is generally unthinkable and difficult to realize, but it is possible for Ronobe.

Of course.

Aren’t you the one who created Nas?

“If you use the dreaming gochi, it might be possible to create one more mouth anywhere on the body.”

Of course, there are many challenges.

Making a mouth is simple.

Because you can create lips and tongue for pronunciation somewhere in your body. But making sounds is another matter.

“We need to create an airway connected to the lungs…”

Then you can make a sound.

To be honest, when I used it, I didn’t have high expectations and used it emotionally, so I didn’t think about the miscellaneous things, but isn’t it different when I use it on my body? If I didn’t create a solid structure, it was hard to use it easily. The body is surprisingly fragile, so if one part is out of balance, it’s easy to get sick or have problems.

That’s why it wasn’t easy to create a good part somewhere in the body just by thinking about it.

“Well, I’m still a little… nervous.”

It is not shameful to be cowardly. Rather, being cowardly can help you avoid danger! Those who are not cowardly tend to die early. Ronobe wanted to live long. At least he wanted to see his grandchildren before he died.

“The dream is rejected. Then there’s only one thing left…”

He turned his palm over and created a golhonyu-eo. The golhonyu-eo soon swam through the air, fluttering its wings. Looking at the golhonyu-eo’s mouth, Ronobe narrowed his eyes.

“Wouldn’t it be possible if we could make the hon-eo speak?”

Basically, soul.

But that is the changed state of the bones.

Bones are bones. There is no tongue and no lungs.

Basically, it is impossible to say. The oral structures are different in the first place. It might be better to use the hon-eos to create a huge rune during battle. Nevertheless, Ronobe was thinking about what Charles had said.

‘The soul can be anything.’

Since the Bone Soul is made by Charles, it is structured around bones. Ronobe is simply using the magic she created. Even Ronobe, the Sage of the Forest, can manipulate souls.

“Even without borrowing the power of God.”

You can create it by manipulating the soul.

Charles implanted his soul into his bones, and thus became a lich. Charles also used his soul as skin.

“Jiyu.”

The plug of the oil can hanging from his waist opened and oil flowed out. Ronobe canceled the Golhonyuu and turned it back into a soul, becoming one with the oil. The oil became thick like when he used the Yuanchong’s thunderbolt. However, this time, the oil is not the main focus. The soul is the main focus.

Within, the soul emerges from the oil.

Several petals are covered with oil.

The split soul becomes one again. It appears as a soul soaked in oil. Ronobe immediately reaches out and grabs the strange shape that seems like water or smoke.

“No. Let’s do it again.”

This is a failure.

I could feel from the middle that the basic outline was wrong. It wouldn’t work with just oil. It would be meaningless if it went on like this.

“New oil.”

Oil mixed with blood seeped out through the pores of Ronobe’s hand. It wasn’t difficult to control the fine powder-like oil. Anna’s magic had already made her feel accustomed to moving her own blood. Oil containing her own blood. She mixed it with her soul. The oil and soul mixed and boiled.

‘Charles implanted a soul into the bone. I implant it into the palm of my hand and form a mouth and lungs. It is attached to my body, but has a separate, independent existence.’

The soul is connected to the palm and the mouth, and the lungs and mouth form the basic nature of the soul, which does not infringe on the body of the Ronobe.

‘Like slime.’

It’s as if something like slime has stuck to the palm of your hand and is compatible with your body.

“Soul kiss.”

On Ronobe’s left hand was a black mouth split like a palm, with a red tongue sticking out.

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