《Mushoku Tensei: That one forgotten Mob》E3 Chapter 7 : Build up
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E3 Chapter 7
: Build up
[Claude POV]
Slash!
The monster’s body was slashed beautifully as the head and body separated, blood flowing like a fountain.
I still remember bringing Rudeus’ letter back to Paul’s home.
"What! How dare he send a letter back and ignore me! " Paul complained. He was angered at the fact that Rudeus actually forgot the promise they made.
"Hey, shut it, Paul! It’s a letter addressed to me, not you! So, it’s all good!" I shout at him, complaining that this is a letter sent to me, not him.
He still grumbles after that and tries to win the discussion. Heck, he can’t even succeed at a debate against his son, and he expects to win against me?
No way, in your dreams!
"If you don’t want to read, go outside! I’ll read it to my mothers-in-law first then! " I told him to leave, while joking with Lilia and Zenith.
"What do you mean, mothers-in-law! D*mn, I won’t hand my daughter to you!" Paul said so, but he didn’t intend to leave.
"I don’t even need your approval. Look at your wives, which one of them had their parents’ approval? "
He paled at my statement and despaired.
Oh well, leaving aside the joke since he and Rudeus act like rabid dogs whenever I say so,
"Claude is cunning. It’s his idea, not mine. If you want to get mad, please do so at him. Not me, father. "
Why does this brat suddenly blame me? Isn’t someone old inside?
so childish.
Anyway, what he told them in that letter was how unruly Eris was and how excellent the beast woman maids in the household were.
Heck, those within the house were worse than Paul since the master of the house blatantly slept with the beast woman maid. Well, Rudy didn’t talk about it, though.
He also tells the story about how he planned to make the unruly Eris be obedient but got himself f*cked since the play he made turned into an actual incident.
The house's butler used the occasion to abduct the lady, making the event more eventful.
"What a stupid kid...." Paul said, trying to stop his tears.
"No surprise he's your son, Paul... I can see the trait you inherit to him, aside from his perverted mind... " I add
"What... you better prepare your butt for a beating later, you b*stard." Paul is mad, but don’t move from his seat.
Wow, he glares at me so hard that I’m actually afraid of his retaliation...
But I can also feel some relief in that tone.
What the heck? Did he feel insecure about the child because he’s too perfect? Wow... this is something else...
It’s only been 2 months since he’s been there, but the first event he created made his parents sweat a bullet. They sometimes laugh at the childishness of the lady Rudeus teaches and the improvement Ghislaine made with Rudeus’ teaching.
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They must have known Ghislaine for some time and must have been surprised that the Ghislaine they knew became a better person.
At the end of the letter, he said his thanks to me.
"Thanks, Claude, your idea paper was helpful. I can create a better study session for Eris and Ghislaine... I hope you all take care of yourself and stay healthy, from Rudeus Greyrat. "
I can see their relieved faces upon hearing me read the letter. Even that stupid Paul looks happy that his decision isn’t such a bad one...
Anyway, since then, there have been several letters that he has sent to me. I just occasionally give it to them while training. It’s unexpectedly becoming an event that the Greyrat household will wait for. Sylphy sometimes hears it with them, but I leave it be...
She should know that the Boreas Greyrat family will be destroyed by the Notos Greyrat family in the future.
I always thought the story would be better if Rudeus entered the Notos family and dealt with them since Zenith also has a prestigious house in Millis. Well, it’s not something I need to take care of.
The day passed like that as I busied myself teaching my father about smithing and only dealing with a particular order myself.
I make my service high, though, since I don’t quite want to be a smith.
Unlike me, my father likes the job and is thankful for my teaching. He’s a sincere and pure man who didn’t think much about his father’s pride or machismo.
I like him.
Anyway, going back to the present,
I am currently within the forest, dealing with the monster as a training exercise.
However, it is different from before. In all swords mastery, I've reached the upper intermediate realm.At the same time, beginner time-space magic and middle intermediate all attribute magic.
Beginner Time-Space magic allows me to create a better spell.
Unlike Rudeus, a teacher of the primary spell, I tend to create my own magic. and grade them based on their power.
Though it’s only applied to time, space, and several other attributes.
I prefer to think this way since I can be faster and increase my spell knowledge. Well, I can already see the mana in the surrounding space, and the fact that it’s easy to copy spells should be taken advantage of.
The world is filled with oddities. At the same time, it’s filled with answers to many questions.
I just need to research more about it to understand it better. The same background of the world will make it easier for me to uncover the secret behind the world.
"This monster can be used" as I thought, so I activated Storage. My space spell that’s used to store things.
It’s one of the original spells I created. It was created using mana. While they are ethereal, I can store a material thing.
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Though the room was small, it was still bigger than a backpack.
It’s a 3x3x3 cubical room, so I can store more if I organize them well.
"Dismantle" is magic to dismantle monsters. The innards and meat were dismantled perfectly, leaving the bones and skin intact.
If the butchers know about it, they will go crazy, but it is not that good since the more significant the size of the monster, the higher the mana will be used.
The best I can do is the cow-sized beast, but more enormous monsters are rare to almost nonexistent in this forest.
Still, you need to have mana control enough to enter a mana string into a needle hole. That’s how demanding the dismantling spell is. What you did is manual labor, more or less, after all.
Whelp, leaving the explanation aside. I can see something weird above.
The orb has appeared...
I enabled the mana eyes to see the ominous mana surrounding the ball.
"I wonder, how can I count the timer..."
I looked at the sky and saw the flying castle, as I said.
Is that Laputa?...
Wait, I thought I saw or read that somewhere...
Right, right! It’s those guys from the fable! I forgot about them since they took so long to appear and just appeared in a short amount of time.
The armored Dragon King, Perugius Dola.
It’s funny that the calendar has been using his name since the day he defeated the Demon King Laplace and that he’s one of the youngest superpowers...
Today should be K415, the Armored Dragon King, calendar year 415.
The day the orb appeared, the teleportation incident should have happened in 417, but I don’t know the exact details.
Knowing the year is already helpful since grasping onto a cloud is more challenging than holding onto a straw.
I will know the deadline at least.
2 more years...
I wonder if I'll be able to survive the apocalypse that day, or if I'll drown within?
Well, at least my preparation should be helpful to the villagers.
I wish so.
…
..
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[(Narration) N POV]
Clang!
Bang!
As the swords clashed, the sparks could be seen.
The clanging sounds of their spars filled the air, and the spectators were all in awe of the battle.
Although Paul can deal with him, his ability to plan and strategize makes Paul more challenging to beat.
‘Claude has grown up… his swords god style is the first to reach the advanced stage, huh... ’ Paul thinks so while defending against the barrage of the child’s attack.
The combination of attacks was tough to handle, as Claude sometimes attacked with a magic spell of varying attributes and 3 styles of swords that he could easily use without changing his pose.
It might be wrong to say that he uses 3 different styles since his changes were so fluid that it’s hard to tell the difference between each attack.
Sometimes, attacking first and hard with the Sword God style and defending like flowing water with the water god style creates confusion with the Northern god style.
Incredibly, something like this was being performed by a 10-year-old kid, and seeing his movement enlightened Paul about the next step he should take.
Paul was enlightened by his disciple.
"Wow! How dare you steal your disciple’s movement!"
"What’s wrong? I don’t see their peculiarity... " Paul defends himself from the spell sent to him.
"Aish, you’re so shameless..." Does it mean you’re my disciple? Or we’ll be both the master and both the disciples. " Claude strikes.
"Hah, I don’t think you actually learn something from me!" he said while parrying the strike.
Boom!
The fireball was repelled into the sky, and the fireworks were created, and the 2 year old spectator's eyes sparkled as they watched the fireworks.
"Wow! It’s so pretty! " Aisha said, while clapping.
"Pretty!" Norn continued, her hand attempting to grasp the firework.
The fight between Paul and Claude went on for a while, but as expected, Paul won with his new movement.
"D*mn, although it’s the same, your movements differed a bit from mine, huh..." Claude complained, as Paul was improvising his moves.
"Well, of course, it did. I can’t use magic like you, and the fact that it’s something that I should be used as an adult, the movement should be different…" Paul rationalizes what he comprehends.
"Well, be thankful to me since you’ve improved! Hahaha! "
Paul can only chuckle and head to his family. He wants to hug his daughter, but they go to Claude to ask him to show them the fireworks from before.
Claude gave in to their request and made three different fireworks, which made the kids jump with happiness.
Claude can be said to be smart. No, he is smart.
Even so, he’s not perfect...
Since he’s only increasing his power and ability, he forgets to learn more about knowledge and language.
which will keep him in the leg for quite some time...
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[Edited 24/06/2022]
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