Episode 13 The Gluttonous Paris (2)
‘Only the blood of the Baskervilles can pull out this ‘Baalzebub’.’
The text mentions the last name Baskerville and Carl’s first name.
“…Is this an artifact found here?”
Vikir traced the shape of the sword with extremely fine beams of light from broken ruby shards.
A black awl with an elongated snout protruding from a three-bead-shaped knife stand, round and reddish like a ruby.
The rugged handle area is glistening green and looks like a large fly.
Bikir knew the identity of this artifact.
When I was a child in my previous life, I clearly remember seeing it in an illustration on a page of a mythology book.
It’s a long way to explain the origin of this knife
.
To summarize briefly.
In the mythology of the distant past, there were demonic constellations called the ‘Seven Disasters’, an unprecedented giant beast that invaded this continent, and all humans on the entire continent joined forces to defeat these demonic constellations.
And the remains of these seven demonic constellations were left in this world in any form, whether material or notional, and despite being in a position where they could no longer interfere with the law of cause and effect, they retained some of the power they had in life.
One of them was this sword ‘Baalzebub’.
The heads of seven families, including the first head of the Baskerville family, each defeated one demon constellation.
For this reason, the remains of Baalzebub were kept in the Baskerville family’s estate, and the strong demonic energy emitted by this artifact attracted powerful monsters nearby. It is an old legend that few people believe now.
‘But the legend was true, and later this sword will fall into the hands of the demons.’
This forgotten artifact suddenly appeared on the battlefield one day and drove countless humans to their deaths.
Even among the demons, the owner of this sword continued to change, and perhaps the number of demons far exceeded the number of people killed by this sword.
……But now the situation is a little different.
Baalzebub’s ashes came into Bikir’s hands.
In my previous life, I was robbed by demons and didn’t even know it was stolen, but that won’t be the case now.
Buzzing- Buzzing-
The knife began to resonate with the mana that Vikir spewed out. The sound of the wings of a fly is loud in my ears.
When Bikir reached out and touched it, Baalzebub the awl surprisingly began to be absorbed into the palm of his hand as if it were part of Bikir’s body.
…Pat!
As Bikir stretched out his hand and gave it strength, a black awl bared its teeth from the artery side of his wrist.
Baalzebub will hide quietly inside Bikir’s body, and when the owner commands it, it will pop out and serve as a spare fang.
however.
Baalzebub is a strange sword made from the corpse of a demon constellation.
This is not the end of this supernatural ability.
…Growl!
As soon as Baalzebub settled inside Bikir’s stomach, a sudden great hunger began to squeeze.
“……what is this.”
Bikir was a little taken aback.
In my previous life, I was used to starving for a week and eating everything in one meal.
There were many times when I went to the field and stayed in hiding for a month drinking only water.
A camouflage that has been trained so harshly does not go unnoticed.
No matter how much I returned to the body of a child, there was no way I wouldn’t be this immature.
…Growl!
My stomach twists once more.
Bikir realized that this extreme hunger was not normal.
“Are you asking for something?”
That’s right.
Beelzebub agitated Bikir with the buzz of a fly’s wings.
Sniff sniff-
I can smell a delicious smell somewhere.
It’s the smell of demons. An appetizing smell wafted from outside the dungeon.
Bikir crawled out of the dungeon and dug into the root hole of the tree.
As you approach the border area and return to where you came from, the smell becomes thicker.
The first thing they encountered was the corpse of a hellhound.
Baalzebub didn’t even call, but he stuck out his teeth first.
As it should be, a hound that exposes its teeth without being ordered by its owner must be punished.
But Bikir made an exception this time.
Because the hunger I shared with him was so intense.
‘It must have been starving for a long time.’
The rock on which Baalzebub was embedded and the soil around it were very dry and twisted.
Could it be that Baalzebub’s crazy hunger is why the entire Red and Black Mountains are made up of dead trees and parched soil?
Then, how much food do we need to supply to appease this bulimia in the future?
“…”
Bikir shook his head and brushed off his thoughts.
Baalzebub’s power was enough to bear the price.
yet.
The Baalzebub that Bikir knew began to reveal its power.
gulp- gulp- gulp- gulp- gulp- gulp-
The Baalzebub stuck near the neck of the hellhound’s corpse began sucking blood at an astonishing rate.
Blood and gut juices enter Bikir through Baalzebub’s awl pipe.
The hungry intestines are filled. I could feel the twisted internal organs returning to their proper place.
…sparkle!
Bikir noticed that one of Baalzebub’s three eyeballs glowed exceptionally red.
‘I got the skill.’
Yes. Bikir’s intuition is correct.
Baalzebub, a gluttonous fly, had the power to steal the other person’s unique characteristics or specialties while alive.
The width of absorption was close to infinity, and countless people were deprived of all the achievements they had made throughout their lives to Baalzebub and turned into incompetent people.
Unfortunately, this is harmful (遺骸), so there is no such ripple effect.
Only 3 skills can be stolen from the opponent.
Bikir’s Baalzebub gained a skill by sucking the blood of a hellhound.
< The gluttonous fly 'Baalzebub' > / Awl
-1 slot: Bleeding – Hellhound (B+)
-2 slot: None
-3 slot: None
An ability that is only manifested by Vikir’s will.
Whoever is stung by this awl will feel the full mortal power of the hounds of hell.
In general, even shallow and minor wounds that do not bleed will always draw blood over time, and bleeding lasts much longer than normal wounds.
Meanwhile.
Jagged jagged-
Baalzebub sucked the hellhound’s corpse until it was almost mummified before falling off.
The skill was taken away right away, but it seemed that he was simply hungry.
Bikir also felt his hunger subside somewhat.
…Growl!
But even so, I am still hungry.
The delicious smell that passed my nose was still wafting from far away.
Bikir hurriedly got out of the sea.
Eventually, a familiar boundary line appears.
cradle.
You can see the space where the children of the Baskervilles take their exams.
When he crossed the border, he saw a hole he had dug under a rock in the distance.
Fortunately, it seems that the supervision of the guide dogs has not come yet.
Well, no matter how ‘cradle’ it is, the area is quite large. The supervision of the guide dogs would not have reached all parts of the test site.
Furthermore, since he was just sitting in the pit for a long time, it is clear that Bikir was already classified as a safe surveillance target and his surveillance was neglected.
Bikir crossed the boundary and went down to the hideout and removed all the soil and fallen leaves that had been lightly covered.
Before long, an appetizing piece of meat appears.
Cerberus. It was spread out as it was when it died.
Buzz-buzz-
Baalzebub dies at the smell of greasy meat.
The sound of the wings of a fly grew louder.
Soon after, Baalzebub set his fangs on Cerberus’ corpse and began to gorge himself on meat and organs.
But Bikir stopped Baalzebub.
“Wah- Whoa- This is evidence of practical skills evaluation. If it is damaged too much, it will be difficult to explain later during the autopsy.”
Still, Baalzebub doesn’t care and pushes in from the snout.
Bikir’s expression turned grim.
“no!”
match!
Bikir hit the back of his hand vigorously.
Of course it hurts because he hit the back of his hand.
And when Bikir is sick, Baalzebub is also sick.
Keeing……
Baalzebub finally noticed and pulled his fangs from Cerberus’ corpse.
Vikir saw the new blood flowing through the arteries on the back of his hand and his abilities.
< Gluttonous fly 'Baalzebub' > / Awl
-1 slot: Burn (Fire) -Cerberus (A+)
-2 slot: Bleeding (Output) -Hell Hound (B+)
-3 slot: High-speed regeneration -Norvegicus ( F)
Is it because Cerberus is a more powerful monster?
1 slot was occupied by the blood of Cerberus.
Hellhound pushed to 2 slots.
And absurdly, the 3rd slot had the blood of a rat.
Perhaps under Cerberus’ corpse, the bones and hides of a rat that had been eaten were strewn about.
‘It seems that if I catch a stronger monster, I can delete the previous skill.’
Bikir laughed as he saw that among the three arteries that pulsated on his wrist, the artery where the rat’s blood flowed had shrunk in particular.
For now, Bikir decided to leave it alone, as it would be better to have something rather than leave it empty.
Above all, it was a great harvest to obtain the ‘Burn’ skill of Cerberus, the guardian of hell.
Now, the person stabbed by this black awl will be burned that never heals naturally by the flames of the oil world possessed by the hell watcher Cerberus.
Once you get stabbed, you have to live with the burning pain until you die.
Considering that one of the worst pains that humans can feel is burning pain, it must have been much worse than the bleeding skill that a hellhound possessed.
“Okay. Now I’ve got everything I can get from this mountain.”
There’s not much to do now.
Just relax like this until the end of the practical evaluation, submit Cerberus’ corpse to the guide dogs and receive first place evaluation, and that’s it.
And perhaps Bikir will be rewarded for this.
“…”
Bikir closed his eyes and checked his body condition.
As a wizard, he had already accumulated 4 circles of mana.
The number of Baskerville teeth that can be drawn with a knife is three. No, maybe four now.
This is the stage of looking at the beginning of a graduate from the highest level of sword expert.
‘If you evaluate it lightly, you’re an expert, if you evaluate it generously, you’re a beginner grader.’
In practice, it is right to see it as an expert because it is half lower than my ability.
In his last life, no matter how much mana he accumulated and how skilled he was in combat, he couldn’t draw more than 4 teeth because of the limitations of the swordsmanship he had learned.
For reference, the current Hugo before returning 7 teeth knew the swordsmanship that could draw 9 teeth.
Baskerville Type 9.
This is a swordsmanship that only extends to the head of the household, the eldest son to succeed the direct family, and the bastard to assist him.
It was a noble and sophisticated swordsmanship that was on a different level from the 4th formula that Bikir had learned.
But now it’s different.
“……10 meals.”
Baskerville Type 10. Ten teeth.
The ultimate state that no Baskerville in this world can reach.
A legendary swordsmanship textbook that contains the teachings of the first head of the family who were said to have subdued the demonic constellation belonging to the Seven Disasters in the distant past.
Bikir knew where the treasure was.
‘There’s nothing to go far.’
Surprisingly, it is rotting among miscellaneous books that are so common and close to each other that anyone can easily read them.
who will give it to you?
Hugo Les Baskervilles, the head of the Baskerville family.
He will hand it over to Vikir himself.
Without even imagining how much the value of the job book he handed over was.
