I Can See Your Code

I see your code (136)

Baphomet’s body is like a treasure trove of nothing to throw away, but the most important of all is its horns.

In fact, it’s pretty obvious in a way.

The horns were the source that prevented the guy’s power from escaping. Since he was playing such an important role, it was natural for a lot of energy to be concentrated.

It is the most striking part without even going to such a theory. What Iron said to him about antlers was not so wrong.

Well, I wouldn’t eat it as a decoction like a real antler. It makes me feel bad when I think of what I looked like when I was alive.

Anyway, at that point, I stretched out my arms and looked around.

“Nobody.”

Iron, who was with me in the room before, had gone somewhere far away. There’s no way for even him to know what he’s doing in this distance.

I think it’s a little overkill, but what I’m going to do from now on is not a method known to the world.

Isn’t it a day or two to just say yes to the question of how do you know that?

It means that it is best to skip it without getting caught as much as possible.

After checking the codes around me once more, I put the black iron sword on the desk. Then, one of Baphomet’s horns was placed lightly on the side.

In short, the black iron sword and Baphomet’s horns were made like a cross.

―It looks like you are watching some kind of ceremony site.

Sheba, who was in her arms, came out by herself at first and said,

It seems that autonomy is getting stronger… … . No, it’s less fuel than that. It’s all my psychic powers that float like that.

I wrapped my hand under him and opened my mouth.

“It is consciousness. In a way, it’s not wrong.”

—… … Are you really going to do the ritual? I remember you said before that there is no God to believe in.

“I am not praying to God.”

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My words make Sheba even more puzzled. He got out of my hand and spun around.

―If you are not praying to God, then for whom are you performing the ritual?

“Of course it is for me.”

—… … For yourself?

I nodded and continued.

“This horn is for strengthening my sword.”

* * *

In the ‘Velia Continent Electric’ I made, there is no concept of equipment enhancement. It is clear that this is an RPG game.

It’s not a noble reason like I wanted to remove the billing element, it’s just the setting I made in advance. That is, magic takes precedence over all physical forces.

Because of the gnome’s settings, the performance of the armor is practically meaningless against those who can use magical powers.

Whether it’s a sword made by a skilled dwarf craftsman after years of burning souls, or a sword made by a novice blacksmith who had lifted a hammer for the first time the day before yesterday. The output performance is exactly the same.

Naturally, the knights began to judge the selection criteria of swords only by design and length. I didn’t even wear armor because it was cumbersome until I made the hewitite series.

This perception is clear from the recent fight between Vincent and Baphomet.

Vincent’s sword was quite a masterpiece for his first-class ability, but as soon as it broke, he brought any nearby swords and fought them without hesitation. Of course, without losing any combat power.

As such, there is no difference from birth with other weapons, and even if you strengthen it, nothing will change.

In the end, the only way to become stronger in the game is to develop your own abilities.

“Because I really don’t know what the setting was made with.”

If you limit equipment performance in an RPG game, what kind of fun do you have to find? It’s one of the biggest pleasures of getting good weapons and watching them get stronger.

However, I did not give up on this setting until the end, strangely enough, as I put in the magic regeneration that I hated so much for the fun of the game. Listening to the voices of users.

I don’t know why. To be honest… … Should I just say it because I think it’s right? This world originally thought that it was right.

“… … .”

What kind of sentimental thought is this? I shook my head to shake off my thoughts.

Anyway, the important thing right now is the horn of Baphomet. It is a means to strengthen the few weapons in a world without reinforcement.

Of course, it’s a little different from strengthening in normal games, but… … anyway.

“Rivera, can you make some water here? Keep it as clean as possible.”

As soon as I finished speaking, the bowl I pointed to was filled with clean water just by looking at it. As a sign of gratitude, I stroked the pattern and slapped the ingredients I had prepared right into it.

I’m glad I don’t need anything more precious than I thought. Otherwise, I would have had to go to another city.

“done.”

The water in the bowl began to take on a deep blue color. It means that what has been prepared has been properly applied. I sprayed the water carefully, focusing on the area where Baphomet’s horn and my black iron sword met.

Jiying.

After a while, the blue color began to shine as if it had transferred to the two objects. This is just the perfect time.

I just picked up Baphomet’s horn and swung it towards the Black Iron Sword. Just like hammering.

So once, twice, three times.

Baphomet’s horns, which had worn out a little with each beating, disappeared after fifty beatings.

“after… … .”

It feels as if all of the energy in the body has been taken away in an instant, even though the body isn’t going to become difficult with just a few swipes of the hand.

And in fact, it will feel the same way. Among the reinforcement materials, there is the energy of the person working there.

Even so, I couldn’t have imagined that I would be able to use all my soul power, now that I’ve reached level 3… … . It must have been such a great material.

I picked up the black iron sword and looked closely at the exterior. The blade was at first a dazzlingly bright blue color, then faded away and changed to a subdued color.

It must be said that a little fluorescence was added to the original pitch-black color. In any case, it feels like a mass-produced product with a little bit of luxury added to it.

I looked at it and frowned slightly.

I like the look, but… … I never put anything like the color change in the settings. It must have been written that it would return to its original state.

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Maybe the reinforcement is wrong?

It’s a very low probability, but it’s not zero. Sometimes, the compatibility of weapons and materials doesn’t quite match.

But my worries quickly became useless. This is because the code immediately came to mind from the Black Iron Sword.

[SW-2-S]

“… … .”

What is this? So far, no code has come to mind in the Black Iron Sword. I just thought it was something I didn’t implement in the game, but that’s the same with the reinforced Black Iron Sword.

“Well… … .”

Perhaps it was recognized as an object that existed in the game as an enhancement. In fact, it appears as a public code rather than a unique code.

Anyway, the important thing is whether the reinforcement worked properly or not.

Thinking of a suitable test partner, I headed outside without hesitation.

* * *

“… … Dalian all of a sudden?”

Dake made a face of incomprehension and muttered.

Seriously, I lost when I was in 4th grade, but now that I’m in 3rd grade, I can’t figure out why I’m having a match. If he was a narrow-minded guy, he could be angry as soon as he heard that, saying he was trying to insult me.

I brought it up because I know that Dake isn’t that kind of person.

“Tell me honestly. This time, I learned a new skill while practicing with Master. But when I tried this, I couldn’t think of anyone I should have thought of.”

Upon hearing my words, Duke clapped his hands together with an ah!

“okay. After all, Sir Dante has no one to talk to but me.”

Talking like that makes me feel a little uneasy. It feels like being bullied. I’m not some kind of elementary school student… … .

Instead of making excuses for him, I asked Dake again.

“Anyway, in that case, can you help me a little? I promise it won’t take too long.”

“This is Sir Dante’s request, and even if it takes a long time, of course I have to do it. Anything is possible.”

Saying that, Dike shrugged his shoulders and immediately took the sword from his waist.

Somehow, he looks more ambitious than me. It’s a bit exaggerated to say that it’s just because he has a good personality.

I haven’t put out tea yet, but did you want to compete with me?

From the standpoint of Dake, I thought that might be enough. I beat him in the tournament, but it was really close.

In fact, even if Dike won, it wasn’t surprising at all.

No, not that much, if I hadn’t been able to see the code, he’d definitely win. Dike must have sensed the fact that the match was only a single sheet of paper.

Whatever it is, I’m fine if you come forward with enthusiasm. The purpose is to test whether it works in real life or not.

Contrary to him, I grabbed the black iron sword from the waist without removing it from the scabbard. Dike saw it and started walking without a word.

Does that mean that conversations are meaningless from the moment you hold the sword? Good.

As I watched him slowly approaching, I remembered the setting I had made.

The biggest difference between the strengthening of the ‘Velia Continental Electric’ and the strengthening of the general game is that the indwelling abilities are all different depending on the materials used.

Among them, the ability of Baphomet’s horn is ‘strengthening the concept.’ It is in that it elevates the nature of any weapon.

In other words, it raises the special ability of the equipment, but in the end, the black iron sword has just the right power.

That’s the hypnosis I got from cutting Byron. Contrary to words, it was all about making enemies of rank 4 or 5 pause for a moment… … . I can’t even imagine how much I’ve improved now that I’ve finished strengthening.

“… … Excuse me, can I attack you?”

Dike, who had come all the way to his nose, stood still just before he struck down his sword.

I guess I was hesitant because I tried to attack as it is, and there was no sign of me defending.

“Of course. Didn’t I ask you to do it like the real thing? Aren’t you the type to attack with your opponent’s permission in actual combat?”

“No, even then, attacking a defenseless opponent is a bit… … .”

“Does not matter.”

I looked at him with a sullen face and continued talking.

“What I realized this time is that it is a skill that can be used even in this state.”

“… … .”

Dake couldn’t believe what I was saying and started looking at me with a puzzled face. Then, no matter how much he was, he hardened his expression as if his self-esteem was a little offended.

“Then I will go without specifications. Even if it hurts a little, don’t say anything to me later.”

“Of course.”

As soon as my answer is finished, Dike’s sword begins to strike with a terrifying force. He won’t die as much as he controls his magic, but if he gets hit with authenticity, he’ll usually be a priest.

But somehow it wasn’t scary at all. Seriously, is it not scary to jump from the top of a mountain dozens of times and get hit with a sword?

Thanks to this, I felt a little more relaxed and was able to look at Dake. His face looks slow, as if in slow motion.

I don’t know how much the sword’s performance has improved… … I’ll try adjusting it a bit first. Just enough for Duke to stumble for a moment.

The moment I made up my mind and unlocked the power of the sword.

stand tall.

Dake’s body stiffened as if possessed by something.

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