How To Suck Honey With Extras [EN]: Chapter 161

161. The Hidden Element is on the Wrong Path (6)

“You intend to challenge me? Good. That’s less boring than crushing you unilaterally.”

Besides, this old geezer seems eager to fight.

“Aigo~ They say old age brings out the worst, but are you really going to use that bulk to beat up someone as small as me?”

“You speak humbly, but your spirit is there. …Well, good. Better than trembling in fear.”

I thought I was provoking him, but he doesn’t seem angry; instead, he looks intrigued.

“To face me is your misfortune, descendant of a weak era.”

He doesn’t seem inclined to give me any more time, as he starts gathering power and attacking before I can even answer.

His massive frame charges at an unbelievable speed, and he throws a heavy punch at me.

Whoosh!

By the time I hear the sound of the air tearing, his giant fist is already right in front of my nose.

“Well… I’ve always thought my luck was as bad as it could get!”

I have no intention of dodging.

‘At least, I can’t let that guy go down and meet Sylvester in this era.’

I need to keep his attention.

And I’m sure that to prevent the disaster that will happen in Volume 23, I need to give that old fart a taste of his own medicine.

Anyway, that’s what I have to do, so I’m going to make sure I get it done.

* * *

Sylvester, having settled things with the demons, muttered as if he was sick of it all, and turned away, still holding his sword.

“…They were quite persistent.”

The demon he had been fighting fiercely just moments ago is nowhere to be seen.

Instead, only the ashes of what was once a demon flutter in the air.

‘…This time, it’s definitely gone for good, right?’

Only after confirming the complete eradication of the demon did he start paying attention to his surroundings.

“Now what should I do…”

A problem he hadn’t thought about when fighting.

No, to be precise, it was a problem he had been avoiding.

He lacked the grounds to judge whether this divided situation was intentional or accidental.

He had put the problem off while fighting the demon, using the excuse of focusing on the battle, but now he could no longer postpone the worry.

‘I don’t even know if Alnix and Eilon are safe…’

But in reality, he is only worried about Alnix.

He is not sure about Eilon.

He’s not trying to be callous.

If he were to look at it purely in terms of skill, Eilon is the least of his worries.

He clearly had 余裕 [yoyu – composure; surplus].

At least, that’s how it seemed to Sylvester.

With various abilities, powerful spiritism, and even in situations that would make him flinch, Eilon didn’t seem to waver.

There’s no need to worry about him.

“…Should I just go forward for now?”

It seemed like there was no other way.

There’s no reason to stay still, and the situation is somewhat different from being stranded.

It was when Sylvester was about to leave with a moderate sense of tension.

“Uwaaaaaaak!”

A familiar scream was heard, and the space beyond the left wall slightly distorted.

And a figure was faintly visible across the space.

Sylvester took a defensive stance with his sword in front.

Someone’s coming!

The voice feels familiar, but it’s not like there aren’t ways to deceive with such methods.

Don’t jump to conclusions until you’ve confirmed.

Just as he was on guard, ready to cut down anything suspicious, the other side finally came in first.

Sylvester, who had initially sharpened his senses, soon calmed down.

The one who popped out was his colleague, Alnix.

“Oh! Where does this lead to! This is a ridiculous place!”

However, Alnix, not recognizing Sylvester yet, sensed only that someone was there and immediately threw a punch.

“Who the hell are you!”

Maybe he closed his eyes because he was afraid of the unique sensation of crossing space.

He’s doing all sorts of things.

Sylvester sighed in disbelief and skillfully deflected the punch with the flat of his sword.

“Alnix, open your eyes. How many times have I told you not to swing your fists with your eyes closed? I think I’ve said it at least 50 times.”

Then, he tapped the idiot’s forehead with the flat of his sword!

“Huh? What? Sylvester, it was you?”

Alnix blinked and finally recognized him.

I feel like complaining, but I held back.

It’s better for a colleague to be safe than to have minor complaints.

“Alnix, did you encounter a demon too?”

“Huh? Demon? What are you talking about? Well… I don’t know about demons or anything…”

He crossed his arms and groaned as if recalling the memory from earlier.

It seems that he was surrounded by a large number of monsters when he was separated.

And it seems that he had been fighting fiercely with the attacking monsters until just now.

“I felt a little dizzy when I was surrounded.”

But even he has his limits.

It was dangerous as it was, so he barely dodged and reached a place connected to another location, and jumped straight to where Sylvester was.

“…That must have been rough.”

“So, what about that merchant guy, Eilon? Wasn’t he with you, Sylvester?”

Only then did he seem to notice that Eilon was not there.

“Oh. He didn’t join us.”

“He’s probably somewhere. Like you and me.”

“…Isn’t that a big deal?”

“We’re all in the same situation. No one is more or less dangerous.”

Sylvester said coldly.

He guessed that Eilon was probably the most advantageous in this situation.

Since he has space-related abilities, he would quickly figure out this situation.

Moreover, his combat power is not inferior.

At least, he doesn’t think that Eilon would be wandering around while they are lost.

“Let’s move on for now.”

“Is that okay? I don’t think moving around in a place we don’t even know is a good idea?”

“Even so, it’s not good to stay still. It’s not like anyone’s coming to help us, right?”

Sylvester said, trying to persuade him, and kicked a piece of debris lying around, sending it flying towards the wall opposite to where Alnix had come from.

The flying stone disappeared.

It seems that each wall leads to a different place.

It’s a troublesome place.

Maybe it’s made to make us wander on purpose.

“Where are we going?”

“If we go back to where you came from, Alnix, we’ll encounter monsters, so it’ll be annoying. Let’s go somewhere else.”

“Are you confident in finding the way?”

“Well, I don’t know. I’m confident in getting completely lost?”

Sylvester smiled playfully and stabbed his sword into the wall as if testing it.

Then, he released a subtle, wide aura beyond the tip of the sword.

It’s a detection method using aura.

If the widely spread aura collides, you can at least grasp the size or danger of what’s there.

About 10 monsters are detected moving.

That’s not a concern.

“At least, if we keep digging up everything beyond this and keep going, we’ll eventually reach our destination.”

“Hmm… Just moving forward recklessly. It’s a really manly method.”

“It’s a stupid method.”

Sylvester smiled self-deprecatingly and went in first.

About 70% of it is a joke.

He is also confident that he can figure out the space connection pattern if he repeats the trial and error.

He may wander a bit, but it won’t last forever.

Sylvester decided on the direction to go and jumped into the next space.

Meanwhile, completely unaware of what was happening upstairs.

* * *

The pressure emanating from PelenTernel’s fist and the gravity field I generated to deflect it collide, shaking the area.

I was going to crush him with just the gravity field, but it’s easily offset.

‘I guess I’m still behind in terms of overall power.’

I thought I could be proud of my output.

He’s about to suppress it with pure physical ability.

‘Then I have no choice but to avoid direct attacks and pour it out unilaterally from my side.’

I teleported right behind him, about 70 degrees diagonally, and poured out attacks.

“Salamander, Sprite, go. Don’t be lenient just because he looks human. Pour it all out.”

The two spirits’ flames and lightning are poured out randomly as if bombing.

Flashing lights and flames engulf his massive frame.

However, PelenTernel doesn’t seem to feel any heat, easily scattering a large amount of heat by simply waving his thick arms.

It barely works.

“Spiritism? How laughable! Is that all you’ve got!”

Even after being exposed to high-temperature flames and electric shocks, he doesn’t even sweat.

What kind of body is that?

“Did you think that this little heat could scorch my body?”

“…Well, with a body like that, it’s a little reasonable to call us modern kids weak.”

While I was dumbfounded, he reached out towards me.

I had a bad feeling and teleported as soon as his hand reached out.

Then, the invisible pressure from his hand swept away the front.

Kwaang!

A heavy roar shook the surroundings.

He is releasing mana purely from his hand to inflict damage.

You can’t use this method unless you have a large amount of mana.

To add one more thing, that’s a striking method that I can’t even attempt with my mana reserves.

As expected, boss-level is boss-level.

‘Is it a little reckless to fight that monster honestly…’

It would be a big deal if I made a mistake.

‘I have no choice but to keep poking at it…’

I’ve already deployed the next attack.

Rock walls are created on his left and right and rise up.

Then, they immediately created sharp thorns and crushed him from the left and right with the walls.

Kwajjijijijik!

However, as expected, they shatter and scatter as soon as they touch him.

‘Damn it. What a terribly hard body…’

The breaking rocks crumbled like sand according to the gnome’s instructions.

It was made to scatter on purpose.

A sandstorm blew around him, persistently surrounding him.

‘First, block his vision.’

And…

“How about this!”

I poured out flames and used it as the epicenter of the explosion, causing an explosion with maximum firepower.

Kwaaaaaang! A thick pillar of fire soared with the explosion, and the heat was faintly transmitted even here.

“Well, he’ll be fine anyway.”

There’s no need to recite a cliché like ‘Did I get him?’

As I glared with gritted teeth, the pillar of fire subsided, and he walked out confidently.

As expected, not a single scratch.

“Is that the end of your tricks?”

“…Well, I think I have quite a few things to show, but I don’t think it’ll work even a little bit on you.”

One of his peculiarities is his abnormally hard body.

It’s clearly different from the way knights protect their bodies with aura.

‘…It must be the Invincible Body.’

That’s also an ability.

The moment the flame touches his skin, countless complex patterns appear on his skin, deflecting all attacks.

Bloodline Ability – Invincible Body.

It is a power with the best performance among defensive traits.

Its characteristics are really simple.

The body is hard. Defense is maximized.

The skin deflects all attacks, the muscles become stronger, the physique becomes larger, and the bones never break.

Simple, but a power that maximizes that simple trait.

A power that ignores all malice.

‘It’s a threatening ability.’

In the setting, the old man’s boyhood was only 150 centimeters tall [approximately 4’11”].

He gained the ability through some opportunity and transformed like that.

Thanks to that, he doesn’t even feel hot in the fire, and he won’t even shiver in the middle of a glacier.

I can’t say he’s completely invincible, but his defense is one of the best.

‘I don’t want to be such a hulk, and I didn’t get it even though I knew it because the price is annoying.’

I want to live as a sharp pretty boy if possible, and above all, that body has a pretty annoying penalty.

Instead of gaining efficient and almost invincible defense, he is always in pain.

The feeling that the strengthened cells are screaming all year round.

‘Usually, they say that if you get that, you’ll go crazy in less than 3 days.’

That man doesn’t change his expression.

The downside of the ability must be working.

It’s an absurd mental strength.

That’s why even the main character Sylvester had to struggle when he first encountered that damn defense.

If only because he couldn’t win with the means he had at the time, he had to retreat once.

‘The problem is, it’s difficult for me to attack that right now.’

I don’t have the means to attack it right now, let alone later.

‘Then I’ll have to endure as best I can.’

Still, should I try it once…

I summon Fluorite and draw in the shadows, pouring out countless blades.

Papapapapapapa!

The shadow blades pour down with the momentum of a black storm.

As expected, not a single drop of blood, let alone a trace of being stabbed.

“Wow. It’s damn hard.”

“Hmph, the petty malice of commoners can’t even scratch the body of a true king.”

“…Bullshit, since when has kingship been determined by physical strength?”

It seems that the old man is mistaking kingship for a bodybuilding competition.