Not All Heroes From Earth Are Bad-Chapter 49

Early dawn.

Hyun-seok was training as usual.

“Psst~ Ahh…”

Every morning.

Before going on a hunt, Hyun-seok was training for an hour without missing a single day.

Eventually, Hyun-seok, who had finished his training, slowly caught his breath.

“Phew! It’s cool today!”

“Ummm… Hero. You worked hard…”

Rachel approached with a disheveled appearance, rubbing her eyes.

She always woke up just in time for the end of the training.

“Okay. Shall we start the day energetically today!?”

“Waaah…”

Rachel raised her arms halfway with her eyes half-closed and cheered.

The swaying of her raised arms looked just like a sea anemone in the sea.

“Ah, before we leave, can you check my Combat Power one more time?”

“Suddenly…?”

“Thanks to Doras, my level has risen a lot. I’m curious how much I’ve grown.”

As he spoke, Hyun-seok checked the status.

▫ Level: 420

· Strength: 134

· Agility: 132

· Stamina: 137

· Magic: 133

· □□: ??

· Charisma: 56

· Bonus Points: –

The ability scores had risen quite a bit compared to before.

Of course, the level had increased, and it had also steadily increased during training or combat.

While looking at the status window with satisfaction, something strange caught his eye.

“Huh? What’s this?”

There was a strange square in the middle of the status window.

· □□: ??

Hyun-seok’s head tilted 45 degrees.

“A square and a question mark?”

What could this be?

At times like this, it’s faster to ask Rachel.

“Rachel. Something strange has appeared in the status window.”

“Strange thing?”

Rachel, who was struggling with the Combat Power Meter, looked back.

“Yeah. There’s a square shape and a question mark that popped up. What’s this?”

“A square and a question mark?”

Rachel picked up a branch and drew □ and ? on the dirt ground.

“Like this?”

“Yeah.”

Rachel chuckled.

“Don’t mess around.”

“I’m serious.”

“Don’t talk nonsense and just stand aside a little. Your image isn’t showing up properly in the goggles.”

Rachel picked up the measurement device again and struggled.

“No! I’m telling you there really is a square and a question mark!”

“Ohh~ Come tell me again when a circle, a triangle, and an at symbol (@) show up too. Got it?”

Rachel answered casually.

Hyun-seok clenched his fists and trembled.

“That’s…”

He had spoken seriously, but she didn’t believe him.

“Ugh, I don’t know!”

Hyun-seok decided to ignore it.

Judging from Rachel’s reaction, she didn’t seem to know either.

He decided to forget about the square and question mark and continue the Combat Power measurement.

“Stand over here?”

“A little more to the left.”

“Here?”

“Okay! Just stay right there!”

Rachel pressed her face close to the goggles, which were as big as her head.

Ding ding ding! Beep!

[Combat Power: 13,936]

“Ooh!”

Seeing the number displayed on the meter, Rachel exclaimed in admiration.

“What is it? How much is it?”

Rachel read the Combat Power displayed on the goggles.

“Thirteen thousand nine hundred and thirty-six!”

“Oh! You’ve risen quite a lot, haven’t you?”

It felt like just the other day when he was barely making it past 1,500, but now he is approaching 15,000.

“When I first used the Combat Power Meter, I thought I might be able to exceed 10,000, but it’s really skyrocketed in no time.”

“That’s true.”

It feels fresh all over again.

It’s been about two months since they bought the Combat Power Meter, and Hyun-seok’s Combat Power had increased nearly tenfold.

Of course, Combat Power is limited to just physical abilities and magic capacity.

But maybe that’s why it’s even more remarkable.

“If we keep growing like this, we’ll break through 20,000!”

“Yes! Break through 20,000, 100,000, and 1 million!”

“Good!”

“Until we pierce the Demon King’s head!”

“Uh, yeah…”

Hyun-seok was momentarily flustered by Rachel’s unrestrained words.

But he soon regained his composure and lifted Rachel onto his shoulder.

“Shall we set out now?”

“Yes! Let’s go!”

The adventurer party set out from Bobo’s house with vigor.

Their minds were filled with thoughts on how they could drag the minions even further.

***

That evening.

After returning from the butler duty, Hyun-seok started the raid run and training as usual.

Just before the sparring began as always.

“Uh, Lord Reidrun. I have a question.”

Hyun-seok said.

“What is it?”

“I want to learn more about fighting techniques.”

“Hmm…”

Reidrun closed his eyes, seeming to ponder something.

Eventually, he nodded his head and spoke.

“It’s a little early, but… Hyun-seok, I think you can handle it.”

Reidrun had actually planned to teach fighting techniques a bit later.

In the past, he had no choice but to teach fighting, but it was an extremely dangerous thing.

If you learn fighting techniques without a solid foundation, your body could be ruined.

“First, tell me. I feel like you have something you want to ask.”

“Ah, actually…”

Hyun-seok conveyed what had happened with Doras.

The fighting technique Doras used, Plomot.

Seeing that, Hyun-seok had secretly envied it.

He wished he had such a trump card technique as well.

“Plomot, huh…”

After hearing the story, Reidrun stroked his chin.

“First, I’ll give you a general explanation about fighting techniques. I’ll talk about Plomot afterward.”

Reidrun began explaining fighting techniques.

Fighting techniques are broadly divided into two types.

Techniques that involve moving the body, with a certain form.

And non-form fighting techniques like Plomot, which lack such a form.

“Compared to general fighting techniques, non-form fighting techniques are quite rare. Fighting techniques are the domain of a select few to begin with, but non-form ones are even more closely guarded.”

“To monopolize power, right?”

“Yes.”

Reidrun nodded and continued.

“But Plomot is an exception. Plomot is a non-form fighting technique, but it is widely known.”

“Why is that?”

“Because Plomot is an ancient fighting technique that has been passed down among the demons for a long time. It’s impossible for anyone to exclusively own it.”

“I see…”

It’s impossible to keep hidden a fighting technique that is already widely known.

“But even so, those who learn it are extremely rare. Any idea why?”

“Is it perhaps because it’s dangerous?”

Hyun-seok recalled Doras, who was dying after using Plomot.

“That’s right. Plomot is extremely dangerous. Even though I’ve attained a fair level of proficiency, I don’t want to pass it on to you.”

In fact, Reidrun was already proficient in Plomot.

Moreover, the number of fighting techniques he had mastered already exceeded 10.

Creating one’s own unique ‘original fighting style’ in the first place was an incredible feat.

Without extensive experience, skill, and talent, one couldn’t even attempt it.

Reidrun already possessed those elements, which allowed him to create his own unique ‘Reidrun-style Fighting Technique’.

“Hmm…”

Hyun-seok pondered.

‘That did look really useful though…’

He didn’t know exactly what Plomot was, but he could tell that it temporarily granted great power.

If he was granted such an ability, he would undoubtedly be able to overcome more hardships.

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“Even if it’s dangerous… Could you perhaps teach it to me?”

Hyun-seok asked cautiously.

Reidrun grabbed his forehead and bowed his head.

“Ugh… If you really insist, then I have no choice.”

“Thank you!”

“But you must be prepared. Your life may be in danger.”

“I have been risking my life every moment here.”

It was true.

Since coming to this black fortress, Hyun-seok’s life had never been free from danger.

He didn’t think learning a single technique would cause an even bigger problem.

“Alright. Let’s begin.”

Reidrun started teaching Hyun-seok how to use the fighting technique Plomot.

As time passed…

“Hyun-seok! Are you alright!?”

Somehow, Reidrun was looking at Hyun-seok with wide eyes and calling out to him.

“Ugh… Ugh!”

Hyun-seok was trembling and foaming at the mouth.

“What’s going on!? Pull yourself together, Hyun-seok!”

Reidrun slapped Hyun-seok’s cheeks and shouted.

Suddenly, something flashed through his mind.

‘Could it be…?’

Reidrun finally realized his mistake.

‘Ah, I see! Plomot is a fighting technique exclusive to demons. It’s having a bad effect on Hyun-seok.’

Plomot was a fighting technique that had been passed down among demons since ancient times.

It was not meant for humans.

The situation was different from when he was teaching Reidrun-style Fighting Technique .

Reidrun’s unique fighting style had a specific form of body movement.

As long as one had four limbs and magic, there was no problem using it.

But Plomot utilizes the very nature of magic itself, so humans cannot use it.

Finally realizing what he had done, Reidrun started running at full speed.

“Hyun-seok! Wait just a bit! You must absolutely not die!”

The only one who could save Hyun-seok now was the Saint, Abelson Mariette.

***

The Immense Empire of Gatren, the Holy Empire.

Emperor Orban IV was the emperor of Gartren and the pope of the Deusis religion, which had the largest following on the continent.

Despite being over 70 years old, he was still vigorous.

Although old age had bent his back, the youthful vigor radiating from his eyes was greater than in his younger days.

The absolute power had gifted him with an energy surpassing even youth.

Orban IV was undoubtedly the most powerful human on the continent.

Before this Pope Orban stood a man, covered in wounds and bleeding, with his left arm severed below the elbow.

“Lord Oseld, are you conscious?”

The criminal’s name is Oseld Gefen.

He was one of the hidden hounds of the Holy Empire of Gatren who had recently set out to rescue the Saint.

Hearing the voice calling him, Oseld opened his eyes with difficulty.

He parted his trembling lips.

“Is that the Pope?”

“Yes, that’s correct.”

The Pope smiled benevolently as he spoke.

At the same time, Oseld thought.

‘Is it starting again…’

Another round of torture was about to begin.

Torture in the name of penance.

Whenever Oseld failed a mission, he would be bound in this ‘Penance Chamber’ and whipped for days on end.

Normally, it was a high-ranking knight like himself who conducted the torture, but sometimes the Pope himself would personally wield the whip.

‘A new record, huh.’

How much time had passed, exactly?

He had been tortured for nearly a month before, but this was the first time it had dragged on so long.

‘That old man… He’s becoming more and more cruel.’

Oseld inwardly scoffed.

He had no intention of begging for his life.

Even though his left arm was severed, he was still a useful existence to the Pope.

As long as his value had not been exhausted, the Pope would never kill him.

Of course, he would not be released either.

After briefly entertaining some idle thoughts, Oseld spoke up.

“Well, let’s get started…”

“Hahaha. Lord Oseld, what do you mean ‘get started’?”

“The torture… No, the penance, isn’t that why you’re here?”

“No, the penance is already over.”

“If not penance, then… The next mission.”

At Oseld’s words, the Pope nodded.

“That’s correct. Although you committed a crime this time, there is no such thing as an eternal sinner.”

“…”

“I will give you an opportunity to atone for the sin you have committed.”

Oseld felt like he was about to vomit at the Pope’s abhorrent words.

But he still did not want to die.

“What kind of opportunity is that?”

“Kill Abelson Mariette.”

The Pope spoke without a change in expression.

Oseld doubted if he had heard correctly.

“Huh? What did you say?”

“The next Saint, Abelson Mariette. I told you to kill her.”

“…Why?”

He didn’t particularly have any connection with Abelson.

Even without the Pope’s order, he would have wanted to slit Abelson’s throat.

Yet, he asked because he simply could not understand it.

“Kill the next Saint? What benefit is there in doing such a thing?”

“Do you need to know that much?”

“Well, I mean, but…”

Oseld shook his head.

“I cannot accept that mission.”

The Pope’s eyes grew cold.

“Are you refusing my order?”

“I can’t help it. The abomination in the Black Giant Star, that’s beyond my ability to handle.”

“Ah, I see.”

The Pope’s expression, which had turned icy, changed back to a benevolent one.

“Don’t worry, we’ll start the operation when the abomination is gone from the Black Giant Star.”

“…?”

“I said the abomination will be gone from the Black Giant Star. So, Lord Oseld, you can carry out the mi

ssion without any worries.”

“How are you going to…?”

At Oseld’s question, the Pope shook his head.

“Don’t try to comprehend every whim of the divine.”

“…”

“Just follow where I guide you, and all will be well.”

The Pope smiled brightly.

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