Overpowered Sword
Chapter 107

Overpowered Sword Chapter 107

Level up with swords (107)

Drake.

It is the pinnacle of the notoriously powerful sub-dragon species, and once it appears, it is a monster that causes so much damage that its name is engraved in history books.

Risk level S+ rank.

Cyclops, which has a relatively narrow range of activity, has a huge damage range, but Mountain Worm, which does not approach civilization, has better magical abilities but is of a higher grade than Manticore, which lacks physical abilities.

When its wings are spread out, its body length exceeds 100 meters, its scales are capable of repelling even “Auror Weapons”, and its weight exceeds tens of tons.

Also, breath and primitive magic with power equivalent to strategic magic.

Drake was a monster with all kinds of strengths without any weaknesses.

But now that Drake

is in trouble…!

It was sizzling on a huge stone slab.

“Hmm, it doesn’t cook as well as I thought.”

“Shall we raise the temperature further?”

Vulcan turned over Drake’s flesh and waved his hand.

“No, if you raise it any further, it will burn. “It doesn’t mean it won’t cook, so if you bake it for a long time, it will be cooked.”

Since I’ve only cooked monsters once or twice, I thought Vulcan was pretty good at this level.

Compared to guys like the Salamander, whose corpse also has fire resistance, or the corpse snail, which comes back to life when cut in two, it was easy to wait a long time.

Moreover, baking wasn’t the only recipe.

“What about the group in charge of frying and boiling pork? “Is everything going well?”

Chief Vulkan looked around as he walked to another place.

Then the giants who were frying drake in a pot larger than the castle gate shook their heads.

“No fried food.”

“why?”

“Not only the blood, but even the oil that flows from the meat of the pig is extremely toxic. Zulu, that idiot took a bite of it and is still twitching.”

“Gun…”

Vulcan let out a groan as he looked down at the giant writhing at his feet. If the poison does not die at all even after being soaked in hot oil for several tens of minutes, there is little point in using a neutralizer.

The poison resistance of the Titans is enormous.

The poison spewed out by swamp trolls would not cause hives, and even if one bathed in mercury, the body’s bloodstream would excrete heavy metals at will.

However, the Drake’s poison paralyzed them with just the fat from its meat.

“The one caught 20 years ago wasn’t this vicious, but I guess there’s a big difference between each individual.”

Still, there were no parts that could be fried.

I don’t know why, but there was almost no toxicity in the flesh around the head, especially around the skull where there were knife marks.

“I can’t help it. There isn’t much head meat, so fry half of it and give it to the main players of this hunt. “It’s okay to take a bite or two, but if you eat too much, you’re going to die.”

“All right!”

When the fry group responded quickly, the boiled meat group immediately continued speaking.

“The boiled pork is pretty good. “I boiled it in water with a neutralizer, so all the poison was gone.”

“If there was a lot of neutralizing agent, it would be a bit bitter, right?”

“That’s why I added a generous amount of Alauneh’s honey. “I was planning on making the seasoning quite sweet, so it will be appropriate.”

“Good idea. “I look forward to it.”

Balkan, who had tapped the shoulders of the six giants, turned around.

The dishes were going well. Now it was time to go back to my place and talk to the two people.

Drake is a monster that is difficult to hunt even for Titan warriors.

That saga was the true snack of this festival.

When he returned, Leon and Karen were already talking, surrounded by numerous giants.

“He suddenly said, ‘Kyaoooooo!’ You shouted and the sky suddenly turned dark? And the rain was pouring down, and there were holes in the rocks and all that…” Perhaps

because it was her first time receiving attention like this, Karen showed off her excitement and even pretended to make gestures as she performed a brave story.

Drake’s two wings were so long and wide.

How powerful was the primitive magic of darkness.

When ‘Dark Breath’ and ‘Polar Cross’ clashed, it was like the heavens and earth were splitting apart.

“Oooooh! “Damn it I believed it!”

“Hey human warrior! “Your skills are quite good!”

“You’re really doing something reckless!”

The Titans also responded to the enthusiasm by adding chuimsae.

There were dozens of palms tapping on Leon’s back and shoulders. From the Titan’s perspective, it was a light hit, but from a human’s perspective, it was as shocking as being hit with a battle hammer.

Leon’s body, which managed to keep a smiling face, staggered like a scarecrow in a storm.

‘Ugh…’

Leon tried to use his aura to lessen the shock, but held back for fear of breaking the mood. How can a palm strike be stronger than a swamp troll’s punch?

Balkan’s happy smiling face was even more disgusting today.

I wanted them to stop me from watching, but Karen’s impromptu performance and the Titans’ chumming continued until the food was served.

The first thing that came out was steak.

“Drake’s grilled belly!”

“oh! “It’s golden brown and cooked well!”

As expected of the Titans, an appetizing smell came from the meat on a plate larger than the tower shield.

The plate was set in front of the two people before anyone else.

Leon and Karen carefully lifted their knives.

Wow.

The meat, which was much softer than when alive, was cut into pieces.

“The hero should do it first…?”

“No, you are the poison expert…”

The two people talked to each other like that and then put the meat into their mouths with an expression of silent agreement.

At the same time, two pairs of eyes widened.

“delicious!?”

“It melts as soon as it touches your tongue!”

It had a taste that could not be attributed to a monster.

Basically, the monster’s entire body, from its flesh to its blood and internal organs, was unspeakable. Aside from the poison, the meat was very tough and the odor was strong.

However, the Titans, who have lived in the deep for hundreds of years, did not give up and through repeated trial and error, they ended up perfecting a recipe according to the monster’s species and body structure.

“Hahaha! In addition to grilled belly fat, we also have fried head meat and boiled leg meat, so don’t hesitate and eat them!”

Vulcan, satisfied with the two’s reactions, chuckled and raised his glass.

“Drake Hunter! Our friends! For the warriors!”

Then the Titans all lifted their glasses and sang again.

“for!”

“Cheers!”

“Cheers!”

Starting with a Vulcan shout, glasses were clinked together and all the Titans began reaching for the food on the table.

Grilled belly fat, fried head meat, and boiled leg meat.

In addition, there were plenty of dishes including test dishes, and some people ate the less poisonous test dishes and then went back and ate the crab foam. It’s a shame that it ended in crab foam thanks to its poison resistance, otherwise the festival might have turned into a mass funeral.

“I guess monster fish is pretty good to eat, right?”

When Vulcan approached and asked, Leon nodded, ignoring the Titans twitching beyond.

“It’s much more delicious than I thought. Are all non-Drake monsters this delicious?”

“Ah, the taste varies greatly depending on the type.”

Balkan, who once devoted himself to cooking monster dishes, points out a few fingers.

“All types of trolls are fine, but the smell is too strong, and ogres have high muscle density, so they are tough. Cockatrice tastes like a mixture of chicken and snake meat, but sometimes the venom glands are in strange places, so eating it can cause diarrhea for several days.”

“What if it’s a race other than Titan?”

“Of course you will die on the spot! Hahaha!”

I don’t think it’s something to say with a smile.

Leon shook off his slight interest in the monster dish and reached for the glass in front of him.

When I smelled the pungent smell, it was definitely alcohol.

It’s already been over a year since my coming-of-age ceremony, and I still haven’t had a chance to drink alcohol properly. Leon, half out of curiosity and half in anticipation, raised his hand and tried to raise the glass to his mouth,

but wow!

When ‘Purifier’s Stigmata’ was activated, the alcohol was changed to plain water.

“uh?”

Leon also touched the glass of alcohol placed in front of Vulcan, thinking he could not believe it. There was no way the Titans would try to poison him, so there was only one possibility.

It was exactly as I thought.

Faaah!

While looking at the alcohol that had turned into plain water, Leon made eye contact with Karen next to him, who had a similarly dumbfounded expression.

Strong alcohol.

Leon, who had tried the stigmata several times, knew. If you use ‘Purify’ on poisoned alcohol, only the poison disappears and the alcohol remains. However, the alcohol in this glass turned into plain water.

This meant that it was at a level where alcohol and poison could not be distinguished.

Nevertheless, the Titans were drinking this strong drink like water.

[…They’re crazy people.]

Even El Cid said in a tired voice.

Leon just nodded once in response to the muttering and replaced the glass Karen held out with plain water.

Apparently, the Titans were very good at drinking alcohol.

Both temporally and racially.

* * *

The banquet, which started in the early evening, continued until the moon in the sky was waning, and it was only when the Titans, drunk on alcohol and poison, piled up like a large hill that it finally calmed down.

According to Karen’s analysis, the alcohol he purified was enough to kill a bear with just one drop, and the banquet came to an end after over a hundred cans of it had been emptied.

“It’s finally become a little quieter.”

Cassim, who was sitting next to the two people, spoke.

“You two haven’t been drinking? “I soaked it pretty well.”

“That…”

When Leon answered truthfully, Kasim scratched the back of his head with a bitter smile on his face.

This was something I couldn’t know because I lived as a Titan.

El Cid added an explanation, saying he thought so too.

[All of the Titans’ internal organs are so strong that they are incomparable to humans. The same goes for the liver, which is responsible for dissolving alcohol and poison, so you won’t be able to get drunk with any amount of alcohol.]

‘So you’re saying that by steeping yourself in strong alcohol until you could get drunk, it reached the level of lethal poison?’

[Perhaps?]

It was an absurd story.

When Leon, who was at a loss for words, fell silent, Cassim lightly apologized to the two and changed the topic.

As the King of Giants, this was a question he posed to the new hero.

“By subduing Drake, the priest has refined his unstable strength. “The important thing is what to do from now on.”

“From now on…?”

“I want to hear that story.”

As soon as Leon heard that topic, he fell into deep thought.

The Brave.

A person who guides light in difficult times, carrying on his back the role of saving an era.

If you think about it, the warlock defeated in Rubena, “Swallow the City” in the Free City of Blaine, was just the beginning. The enemies he will face in the future will be even more powerful and vicious.

How should we overcome the chaos brought about by evil enemies?

It was not a problem that could be answered by thinking about it for a few minutes.

“…I can’t think of anything yet.”

When Leon, realizing his own immaturity once again, smiled bitterly, Cassim looked at him with a strange expression.

Regardless of whether the answer was good or bad, the focus seemed to be off.

He said while glaring at the holy sword at his waist.

“Maybe you don’t know?”

“yes?”

“The holy sword must have the function of guiding the path of the hero.”

[Oh, that’s right.]

Then, light emanated from the holy sword El Cid on his belt.

I feel like I only remembered it after it was pointed out to me.

“This!”

Leon gaped when he saw the light coming from the sword hilt. Karen, who was sitting next to me, did the same.

It was an elaborate yet beautiful painting.

A painting that even captures the curves of continents, mountains, rivers, and the sea.

The most accurate continental map in the world appeared in the air.

“It’s an ability that Roderick showed once while he was alive. “It’s one of the few advantages of a holy sword.”

Cassim continued speaking while still looking at the holy sword.

“This map of the continent not only shows geographical features, but also has the ability to see in real time the events and people that are causing confusion in the world. How can a warrior with nothing but force conquer the entire continent?”

It was definitely as he said.

When I looked closely at the map of the continent based on golden light, I noticed several colored marks floating around the shape.

Black red orange yellow blue green.

There were a total of 6 types of marks.

Leon, who was unconsciously searching for his location, gasped without realizing it.

“…Black color.”

This was because there was a clear black mark in the depths of the Titan Mountains where he was currently staying.