A Frontline Soldier Awakened as a Gamer In The War! - FSAGW Chapter 65 (Part 1)
A figure, whose identity was obscured by a robe, was walking toward a massive temple. However, what made it peculiar was that the exterior of the building was undoubtedly that of a temple, but the numerous statues and paintings adorning it did not fit the typical temple decorations.
Fierce-looking monster statues and depictions of ambiguous beings, possibly human or animal, engaged in battles—a gruesome sight that one wouldn’t normally find in a regular temple.
“Phew… This place is unpleasant no matter when I come.”
Continuing his journey, the figure stopped in front of the temple’s central entrance—a door as massive as the temple itself.
“High Elder, I have something to report.”
Kugung.
As the figure spoke quietly in front of the door, the massive entrance slowly split open with a sonorous sound, revealing the interior.
Kuwong!
The figure, still clad in the robe, entered without hesitation. Inside, the atmosphere was somewhat darker compared to the bright outside—a place emitting an eerie energy, almost too strange to be called dark.
“High Elder.”
Bowing deeply, the robed figure addressed an elderly man sitting comfortably at the center.
“Klkl, Varian, you’ve come.”
“Yes, I have something to report.”
The High Elder seemed curious at Varian’s words.
“Oh, if Varian personally comes to me, it must be an interesting story.”
“Well… I’m not sure if it’s interesting.”
Varian appeared somewhat embarrassed as he looked at the High Elder.
“Is that so? We’ll find out once you tell me.”
The High Elder nodded, seemingly indifferent to Varian’s concerns.
“Do you remember the dark sorcerer who fearlessly came near the temple fifty years ago? Markein Gullian, I believe.”
“Markein? Who was that… Ah, ah!”
Clap clap!
As the High Elder was tilting his head, he suddenly recalled something and clapped his hands.
“Of course, I remember! That feeble fellow.”
Referring to Markein, the dark sorcerer located at the edge of Circle 5, as a feeble fellow, the High Elder showed no regard for him.
“Yes, that’s correct. He could be considered trash for not surpassing his limits.”
What’s more absurd is that Varian agreed with this evaluation. They treated Markein as if he were mere trash.
“But why him?”
“Didn’t you offer him a mana essence back then, thinking he might find it interesting? You told him to use it to break his limits.”
“That’s right. But in the end, he couldn’t surpass them, right? So, since then, I haven’t paid any attention to him.”
“Yes, that’s true. However, just in case, I left a mark on him with the seal. I thought it might come in handy someday.”
Varian explained that the seal was a high-level magic that left a trace on the user’s consciousness, roughly indicating their location until the magic was lifted.
“Klkl, why would I use someone like him for anything? Varian, don’t bother with such useless matters.”
“High Elder, but… Yesterday, the seal disappeared.”
Just a moment ago, the High Elder was smiling, but upon hearing Varian’s words, he stopped smiling.
“…Are you sure?”
“Yes. Although we can’t be certain about the exact location where the seal vanished, it seems to be in the Louis Plains. Since he wouldn’t have entered the kingdom, I assume.”
Varian had predicted Markein’s approximate location through the sealing magic, but he never expected that he would die inside Babelin Castle.
“Hmm… Did any other Elders or the Church make any moves?”
“Yes, I checked with everyone, but none of them did.”
“Hmm, he was a sorcerer who reached the edge of Fifth Circle. Quite interesting.”
Once again, the High Elder smiled as if he found it fascinating.
“If it’s alright with you, High Elder, I’ll personally look into it.”
“No need.”
“Pardon?”
“Just let it be.”
“But… an individual like him…”
“Isn’t it interesting? To think there was such a person we didn’t know about. If he grew to that extent without our help, maybe it’s better to leave him be.”
“I see. Understood. I will handle it that way.”
As Varian respectfully bowed and stepped back, the High Elder was left alone, smiling broadly.
“Klkl, it’s a variable,”
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At the boundary between the entrance and the center of the monster habitat in Gami’an:
“Krawaaah!”
“Hooep! Taaap!”
Kaiyan swiftly slid and swung his sword towards the charging Minotauros, his form fluid and agile.
Phwahak-
As one of the Minotauros’ legs was mangled, it couldn’t hold on any longer and collapsed, arms raised, slowly falling to the ground. It was a perfect opportunity to deliver a fatal blow.
“Haah… Powerful Downward Strike!”
Pakak!
Summoning all the remaining strength, Kaiyan brought his sword down upon the Minotauros’ skull, and with the sound of bones breaking, the creature breathed its last.
“Phew… How many Minotauros is this now?”
“[There are 33 large monsters and 123 medium-sized monsters!]”
Kaiyan had come to the monster habitat on Rieka’s recommendation, right after parting ways with Banson’s mercenary group. He was actively participating in Rieka’s project to become stronger, hunting monsters non-stop, and working to raise his skill ranks.
“Let’s rest for a bit… I’m really exhausted.”
“[Ha… Kaiyan, you haven’t raised your skill rank yet.]”
“I know, but let’s just take a short break… I can’t move right now.”
Kaiyan was trying to figure out how to raise his skill rank. The answer was simple: repetitive use. Rieka had warned him that using the shop to raise his rank was inefficient and should be avoided.
As a result, the only method left for Kaiyan was to repeatedly use skills against monsters.
“Still, thanks to that, my skill ranks have increased significantly.”
Although it had only been a week since Kaiyan entered the monster habitat, the rate of his growth far exceeded anything he had achieved before.
Ding! [Aura Expert (B) – Active/Inactive: Consume aura to boost physical abilities by 100-150%.]
Ding! [Focus (C): Increases attack power by 20% and intelligence stat by 20%.]
Ding! [Strong Downward Strike (C): Increases attack power by 20% and strength stat by 20%.]