My Lucky Encounter From The Game Turned Into Reality - M.L.E Chapter 61: Monopoly (Part 1)

The saying “time is more precious than money” is something I never thought I would truly grasp as an ordinary civilian on Earth.

Moreover, I came to realize that spending money could save valuable time.

“Look at how fast we’re gaining experience points. It’s on a whole different level.”

“Although the combat pattern is complex, the hunting speed is significantly faster due to low magic resistance.”

“If the combat pattern is complex but the hunting speed is fast, isn’t that the best? It means you can sharpen your combat sense while leveling up.”

“That’s definitely true.”

By monopolizing the high-efficiency hunting ground chosen after much consideration, the speed of experience point acquisition had more than doubled compared to the days of fighting cautiously and looking around for enemies.

Moreover, due to the nature of the chimera, while being hunted it makes random attacks that are not limited to any pattern, so it feels like my ability to respond to unexpected situations has improved.

Thanks to this, I could continue leveling up once every 1.5 days in the exclusive hunting ground, injecting momentum into the stagnant growth we had experienced until then.

When I made the fourth weekly lease payment, I was able to achieve level 220.

“At this rate, could I achieve level 250 (the level required to enter the 8th floor of the Lucky Encounter) much faster than expected?”

I initially predicted it would take at least half a year, but with this pace, considering the increase in gaining experience points, it seemed possible to reach level 250 in 2-3 months.

Of course, if the farming progress continues without any interruption, whether in a game or in reality.

“Your Excellency!”

The problem was that, unlike a recluse engrossed only in the game, there were too many things I needed to pay attention to.

“Your Excellency! It seems we are progressing faster than expected at the Holy Land…”

For the past few days, it seemed like I could level up without any interruptions, but after about a month, an unexpected situation arose.

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**Magic Era, October 7, 2019**

“I heard that the contest to select Holy Maidens and Holy Knights is being held ahead of schedule.”

“Yes, at first it was scheduled for the second half of next year, but I heard they plan to find candidates and confirm them within this month.”

The selection competition for the Saints was suddenly moved up.

This was unexpected information to me, who was training a newly recruited girl named Ivril Barnett to become a Holy Maiden.

Even Pessius, the head of the intelligence department, reacted with embarrassment as the story about her becoming a Holy Maiden was something he was aware of.

But I didn’t think this situation was all that bad.

Since the competition was progressing hastily, the number of rival candidates would inevitably decrease.

What I needed to do here was not worry but strategize to highlight Ivril in the competition.

“Do you have any separate thoughts on this matter?”

“Firstly, we need to make Ivril a representative saintess candidate for the Reinhart Kingdom.”

My plan was very simple.

No need for contemplation; the method was straightforward.

“Two weeks ago, I sent a donation to the Reinhart Kingdom Archdiocese in Ivril’s name.”

If the donation had been made even a little later, it might not have had such a significant effect since it would have been obvious to anyone.

However, our donation was made before the news of the Holy Saints selection competition spread to the public, which had a considerable impact.

“Tomorrow, the Reinhart Kingdom’s Archbishop will visit our territory. And the ones welcoming him will be I and Ivril.”

“Ah, you plan to involve the Kingdom’s Archbishop first.”

With a substantial donation, I went to great lengths to establish connections with church officials and link with the Archbishop.

Certainly, the Archbishop would likely assess Ivril’s potential.

If the Archbishop recognizes Ivril’s qualities as a saintess, it’s the best outcome. If not, I plan to draw him in politically.

“In addition, if we succeed in involving the Archbishop, we plan to request support from the royal family.”

“Great… You have everything planned out.”

First of all, I plan to ask the second prince for Ivril’s support.

Although there had been some awkwardness with him, externally, I was aligned with the camp of the second prince.

If I asked the second prince for support, it could be a significant opportunity for him to expand his influence, so I believed he wouldn’t refuse.

And secretly, if I appealed to the Crown Prince, I thought it wouldn’t be difficult for Ivril to become the saintess candidate representing our Kingdom.

However, Pessius nodded in agreement with my plan but showed a reaction mixed with concern.

“But, will the girl move according to the plan?”

His worry was natural.

Ivril is only a 15-year-old girl, and it has only been a month since she began studying theology.

Furthermore, she was studying theology at my request, not out of her own will to become a saintess.

It was an unavoidable situation.

Even if I told her that she had the qualities of a saintess, it wouldn’t resonate much. She had been a part-time convenience store worker, and convincing her to become a saintess was a separate matter.

However, I shrugged my shoulders, expressing that I wasn’t overly concerned.

“There’s someone consistently motivating her on the side, so it should be fine.”

“Someone who motivates her?”

“I plan to attach Eric to Ivril as her advisor. Well, he’s practically like her advisor and master already.”

Eric Jones, who possessed talents in politics and administration, had a distinctive trait, and that was his “Smooth Talker.”

You could think of this trait as a kind of passive skill.

Thanks to it, his words instilled a peculiar sense of trust in the listener.

“Oh, that flatterer…”

While Eric displayed unwavering loyalty to me, the surrounding assessment seemed to label him as a sycophant.

Well, considering his political skills, maybe that assessment was accurate.

“If Lady Ivril relies on him so much and follows him, then it must be as you say.”

Then, Pessius brought up a holographic window to share some information with me.

“Here is the information you requested, my lord.”

“Oh, you’ve brought them quite promptly.”

The Competition wasn’t something Ivril would face alone.

That’s why I asked Pessius to find out about the individuals who might become her rivals, and he prepared the requested data accordingly.

“Among the candidates for participation in the Holy Competition, these are the three most prominent.”

The first woman possessed striking beauty.

This was inevitable because she belonged to a group that was unrivaled by her beauty.

“A High Elf from the Elysia Alliance?”

“Yes, she’s a prominent figure strongly supported by the Elvenheim Kingdom, which is the core of the Elysia Union. She’s said to be a direct descendant of the current queen.”