Survive as a Prison Guard in the Game

Chapter 132
Sinister (2)

Sinister.

Their performance in the game was strong. They were one of the essential gateways to the Boss Raids that every player has been annoyed by at one point or another.

Each Sinister has a unique ability.

There were six of them, and all of them had to be defeated once.

Tedious to hunt, but extremely rewarding.

“Brings back memories.”

The Sinister that appeared before him was another one of those he remembered.

The Sinister, also known as the Hellfire.

As the surrounding terrain was shaped by the Sinister, so too was the Sinister called Hellfire.

Magma and Poison.

The ability to manipulate both forces by molding the surrounding landscape to their liking.

To fight off Hellfire, an ice mage and a priest were vital. Alternatively, he needed to stock up on cold and poison potions through Bordeaux.

After that, it was easy to take it down, as long as he avoided the shitty patterns.

*Munch* *Munch*

“Kkeueoeo.”

The Sinister, having ingested the demon god’s flesh, began to stir.

*HIIIIISSSSSS*

Demonic Energy oozing from the body of the Sinister.

They grew stronger by devouring the flesh of Demon God, but sealed their powers to protect themselves from the agents of the Creator who won the Great War.

Depending on their abilities.

A Sinister could create special terrain to shield their bodies, hiding them from discovery, even from the Cultists.

After the Second War.

When a few priests of the demon god church discovered the existence of the Sinister, research and documentation began in earnest.

Thousands of years sealed in time.

The concentration of demonic energy in the monster was dense, having consumed the flesh in which the once-intact demon god held its power.

*ROOOAAARR!*

If it weren’t for the Demonic Energy Resistance in due to his Bloodline ability, he would’ve been driven insane and died as soon as he was exposed to it.

This is not the only one.

The other Sinister-class monsters also possessed potent demonic energy, and the moment the seal was released, all those within the room were as good as dead.

“There wasn’t any way to live inside the instructions, huh?”

He re-read the letter, just in case.

Sure enough, it only said to break the seal.

‘Heh.’

He could break the seal and fake his own death, which would allow him to sneak to Rebecca’s side.

“Kwaeook!”

The monster called Hellfire stood up and stared in his direction. Its tongue flicked out of its open mouth on its chest, spewing poisonous fumes.

At the same time, magma all around it surged in a tidal wave and headed towards him.

Grinning at the monster, he used Shadow Shift.

The alter ego he’d left on the crater.

*Whooosh*

As the shadow enveloped his body, he was transported. Redin could feel the rocks beneath him and see the magma flowing around him.

Quickly, activating Shadow Lord mode, he created a dragon.

*Flap* *Flap*

The wings of the dragon spread out and shot into the sky.

The magma underneath the rocks rumbled and rose up like a pillar, hurtling straight at him.

Drawing on some of his mana, he cast a barrier spell.

Blocking the sudden attack, and unsheathing his sword, he formed an aura blade and sent it flying.

“Now that he seems to have awakened…….”

It was time to warn the Adrian Kingdom.

So they can be aware of its presence and make preparations.

“Huu….”

Leaping onto the shadow dragon’s back, he used his fairy wings to fly. While in midair, he called back the Shadow Dragon.

Drawing upon all the remaining shadow power in his body.

He summoned the God of the Seas to use the most powerful wide-area attack available in Lord Mode.

The sigil on his right breast disappeared.

*Rumble* *Craaack* *Rumbles*

Dark clouds quickly gathered in the sky, and black thunder crashed down. Through the flashing thunder, he could see the shadow of the God of the Sea.

Soon.

The clouds parted, revealing the God of the Sea. Locking eyes with the entity, he gave the command he’d been thinking of in his head.

Less powerful, but flashy.

-Okay.

With that, Sea God moved across the sky and unleashed a torrent of black thunder toward the volcanic crater.

*Flash!*

*BAAAANG* *Bang* *Crack* *Rumble* *Bang*

A deafening sound resounded in all directions, accompanied by a series of thunderclaps.

Shattering the volcano.

Magma spewed out in all directions, scorching everything in its path, and quickly cooling to form black rock.

In the midst of it all, the Sinister rose.

“Kwaaaah!”

A bellow that announced he was alive.

The Sinister, furious and ready to attack, suddenly lowered itself into a respectful gesture.

Dropping to one knee, he bowed his head toward the God of the Sea.

“What is this…..”

A question popped into his head.

The question was answered by the God of the Seas.

-I don’t think he knows I’ve switched sides to the Goddess of Creation.

The Sinisters were created in the wake of the First War.

They didn’t participate in the Second War, so they didn’t know anything.

“Did it have a sense of identity?”

-Not like a human, but I suppose it’s fair to say that it has some sense of self.

“Really? Then ask him something.”

-What?

“Do they have any memories of when they were sealed?”

After a while.

-Yes.

“Really? Then tell him to tell us about it in great detail, and when he’s done, tell him to go into the Kingdom of Adrian.”

Looks like this is going to be easier than originally planned.

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The Kingdom of Adrian.

The Grand Hall.

Rebecca pushed open the door and stepped into the main hall. The room was empty, since no one had arrived yet. She walked to the round table in the center and took her usual seat.

Clenching her jaw, Rebecca closed her eyes.

“Huu….”

The successor selection process had begun in earnest.

A week had already passed under the supervision of Jin Sowol.

One week of intense screening.

The candidates had been presenting their own convictions and the direction of the kingdom, and they had to win over the hearts of the nobles through their presentations.

‘They’re all in cahoots.’

Rebecca’s callused hands trembled.

As the session progressed, there should have been a shift, yet the nobles continued to support their existing candidates.

Nothing changed at all.

The nobles didn’t even listen to what the heirs were saying, they simply supported the ones they’d first picked.

“Haaa……”

She gnashed her teeth.

Siblings from the same father, but with different mothers, they weren’t particularly close growing up, despite sharing the same household.

Their ramblings, their twisted directions, their scripted answers.

She wonders how they could continue to be strong supporters when they can’t even answer the surprise questions posed by the Overseer..

-Don’t stress too much. Just keep an eye on the people who change sides and ignore everything else.

A portion of the notes that Redin left behind.

It was pretty interesting.

For someone who wasn’t present at the conference and wasn’t even from the Adrian Kingdom, he had an excellent grasp of its inner workings.

-Maintain the utmost composure and be prepared for the second phase of the testing.

-In a kingdom dedicated to Knights, skill will be of the utmost paramount value, and a duel against your siblings will be a must. At that point, you’ll need to showcase your talents.

The second test Redin spoke of.

In the letter, it mentioned a showdown.

‘It hasn’t even been announced yet…….’

Yesterday they concluded the debate, and today they are meeting once again to reveal the second test.

Nobody knew about the test yet.

‘Did Teacher secretly slip it to him?’

Shaking her head, she realized it couldn’t be possible.

Her teacher was a woman of discipline, a woman who loved the Adrian Kingdom more than anyone else.

She would never resort to such underhanded tactics.

*CREEAAKK*

The doors to the great hall swung open with a loud sound, revealing the other heirs.

“You’re here first, I see. As the youngest, it is expected of you to come and wait.”

“Hmm.”

“You’re more persistent than I thought. I’ll probably give up.”

She was used to the dismissiveness of her siblings.

She had never known them to harbor sentiments, had never wished for them to and certainly never would.

“Is the Duke still instructing the youngest princess?”

“You’ve been quiet all week about that.”

“I know. It feels like he’s just giving her a fair chance, doesn’t it?”

“The chances of the youngest princess becoming king are zero, zero.”

The disregard from the nobles exceeded the dismissiveness from any of her siblings.

Rebecca kept her expression impassive, her clenched fists down.

*Squeeze*

Her fists balled up under the desk, expressing her vengeance against the nobles and her brothers.

‘Mother’s Revenge….’

She will win this competition unconditionally and take revenge on the one who drove her mother to her death.

“I see you’re all here.”

*Thud*

*Thud*

In the great hall, Sword Maiden appeared.

With a sword at her waist, she walked over to the table and paused.

All eyes were on her.

“After a week of deliberations, we can see what the heirs have in mind and the future of the kingdom.”

“…….”

“If the first test, the debate, gave us a glimpse into the minds of the heirs, for the second test, we’re going to see what matters most in the Kingdom of Adrian their prowess with the sword.”

The swordmaster spoke with gravity.

“For those who live in the Kingdom of Adrian, the Land of Knights, the sword is their pride, their honor, and their entire life.”

“…….”

“I believe it is imperative that those who aspire to be king show some talent with the sword, or at least as much talent.”

The Swordsmaster looked at the heirs and spoke up.

“Thirty minutes from now, we will begin the second round of testing in the royal training hall, and the heirs are requested to bring their training attire and practice swords.”

With that, the Sword Maiden bowed slightly and left the room.

*Chattering*

Behind her, the nobles chattered, and in front of the round table, the heirs clamored.

“A duel? All of a sudden?”

“What’s the matter, you haven’t been training properly?”

“I’m sorry, but even if I have been playing around for a year, I can still beat you.”

They seemed to be measuring each other.

However, all their gaze fell on Rebecca.

Sword Maiden’s Disciple.

Rebecca, who was taken in by the Sword Maiden herself, who didn’t accept anyone without a certain level of talent as a disciple.

Everyone who knew about it looked at Rebecca.

In terms of talent, Rebecca is practically impossible to beat, but no one could argue with the second test.

The Adrian Kingdom.

A place where children were born playing with swords, where they grew up dreaming of knighthood, where they brandished swords, and where they competed fiercely to become knights.

It was a requirement that skill was prioritized.

“Shouldn’t you guys be getting ready instead of staring at me?”

The heirs frowned at Rebecca’s words. At the sight of them, Rebecca smiled.

*Screech*

Pushing her chair away, she stood up and left the grand hall, heading for her quarters. She changed into her training clothes and grabbed her practice sword.

When she reached the training center, she took a deep breath.

-Because you’re the BEST. Just smash everything.

The corner of her mouth twitched up as she recalled Redin’s letter. Never had she thought someone’s words of encouragement could be so empowering.

“Yeah. I’ll smash it all.”

Rebecca clenched her fists tightly.