Disciple Of The Three Kings [EN]: Chapter 372

The Three Kings’ Disciple-373 (373/525)

Volume 15, Chapter 23

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‘Orthodox’ meant the method used by most players, without any shortcuts.

How Lee San-hoo would grow stronger.

“Chwiik.”

Hunting.

Because he was a player.

“Hunt and level up.”

Yi Rown told him to silently hunt and level up.

Orcs began to surround Lee San-hoo, gradually closing in.

Lee San-hoo’s face as he hunted orcs was…

“Orthodox, you say…”

It was pale and lifeless.

“Orthodox, you say!?”

The number of orcs surrounding Lee San-hoo, who was shouting, reached twenty.

“This is not orthodox at all!”

As a player, Lee San-hoo was certain.

This was absolutely not orthodox.

Unless it was a raid-level unit, it was rare for party-level players to hunt multiple monsters.

They would lure a small number of monsters and hunt them slowly using traps and strategies.

It was almost the same even when hunting in gates lower than their own level.

This world was a real battlefield.

It wasn’t a world where you could go on a rampage and fight against a hundred enemies alone.

Even a top-tier martial artist or player could lose their life if they were unlucky enough to be hit by the poison dripping from a goblin’s spear. That was the reality.

Absolutely, absolutely.

“If there’s anyone who hunts like this, tell them to come out!”

It was practically unheard of for a single player to hunt multiple monsters of the same level at the same time.

Kwaang!

The orc’s glaive slammed down where Lee San-hoo had been.

Fortunately, Lee San-hoo had moved before that and swung his sword, managing to cut off one orc’s head.

A gap was created.

Tap tap!

Lee San-hoo moved quickly and swung his sword again.

All of that was calculated when the orcs approached.

Pshooook!

The second orc was cut down, and almost simultaneously, the third orc’s head fell off.

However.

“Kuh!”

Even a master could die from a blind sword.

Lee San-hoo’s arm was badly injured by the glaives that multiple orcs swung at the same time.

His arm was being stained with blood by the orc’s glaive, which was tearing rather than cutting his flesh.

“You’ll die like that.”

Yi Rown’s advice, not advice.

“I know that!”

Lee San-hoo shouted and began to move his body even faster.

‘The patterns of the orcs.’

Lower-level monsters, no, all monsters have patterns.

Calculating the patterns, movement range, and abilities of nearly twenty orcs.

Swish!

Lee San-hoo cut down another orc.

“The effect will be certain.”

Yi Rown said definitively.

“Many people have already seen that effect.”

A voice that pierced Lee San-hoo’s ears through the orcs’ breathing.

“You must have felt it too.”

At that moment, Lee San-hoo’s sword pierced through another orc’s heart.

“Damn it!”

It was a mistake.

He should have cut, not pierced.

The orc’s skin was incredibly tough, and his own body had not yet surpassed the orc’s strength.

Clench.

The sword stuck in the chest did not come out easily.

He was struggling to pull out the sword, but.

Crack!

The orc’s glaive did not miss the opportunity and tore at Lee San-hoo’s calf.

“Ugh!”

The intense pain made him dizzy, and Lee San-hoo staggered for a moment.

Lee San-hoo, who had been the hunter, was now.

“Chwiik!”

The prey.

And the orcs were not foolish hunters who would miss prey that showed an opening.

“Chwiiiiik!”

Attacks came rushing in.

Lee San-hoo eventually gave up on his sword stuck in the orc’s chest.

Instead.

Thwack!

He punched the orc’s head and charged forward.

Dodging the glaive by a hair’s breadth, he drove his fist, no, his fingernails, into the orc’s vital points.

“Die!”

Tearing and biting.

It was a sight that noble martial artists would scoff at as barbaric.

“Dieee!”

But that was instinct and nature.

In the moment that decided life and death, he focused all his senses and fought.

Whoosh!

Blue particles rose from Lee San-hoo’s entire body, and the terrible wounds were partially healed.

[Your level has increased.]

A phenomenon indicating a level up.

“Hah… Hah…”

Lee San-hoo barely stood, staggering.

Around him, the corpses of orcs were scattered.

“Chwi, chwiik…”

The orcs, who were not easily intimidated, began to retreat, but.

Swoosh.

Lee San-hoo, as if he had no intention of letting them go, picked up an orc’s glaive and began to walk forward.

* * *

A being that torments you.

“Bastard.”

If that being was much stronger than you.

“Baaastard.”

There would be nothing more infuriating.

What if that being was the leader of a great organization?

What if they could move countless amounts of money?

What if they could manipulate you with their mind?

“A bastard I want to fry in sewage.”

And if they were even handsome…

“Let’s not talk about it.”

Lee San-hoo glared at Yi Rown with a fierce look, then waved his hand and said.

That kind of bastard was Yi Rown to Lee San-hoo.

The situation just now had felt like he was going to die.

However, his body was now as fresh as if he could fly away.

It was the power of the top-tier potion that Yi Rown had given him, and the result of him tapping his body.

“It’ll be hard because the goal is different.”

Yi Rown said to Lee San-hoo.

Yi Rown had put Lee San-hoo in a life-threatening situation.

Just a few hours ago, Yi Rown had put him in a life-threatening situation, saying that he might be able to draw out the power of the Soul-Spirit Divinity.

But this time, the goal was different.

Before, it was to stimulate his fear of death to draw out his power.

“Haa!”

Now, he was making Lee San-hoo fight continuously in a life-threatening situation.

If it seemed like he was really going to die, he would slightly interfere with the orcs or give Lee San-hoo a chance to rest.

Or he would sprinkle potions in the middle.

Frankly, this was more painful.

If before it seemed like he was trying to kill him instantly with a cannonball, now it was like he was torturing him by cutting out each of his tendons with a knife.

“Hoo.”

Lee San-hoo said, suppressing his anger.

“Still…”

What Yi Rown had said.

“The effect is certain.”

Just twenty orcs.

No matter how much of a third-rate player he was, he shouldn’t have been able to level up by hunting that many.

“What the hell is it? How can you level up like this?”

An abnormal speed.

Lee San-hoo asked what kind of trick Yi Rown, who always did things outside of common sense, had done this time.

“This…”

Also.

“Was it something you did?”

Yi Rown said.

-Many people have already seen that effect.

As if he had predicted all of this, he spoke as if there had already been such a precedent.

“When you were Dank, I mean.”

Yi Rown, who was a player.

The reason the world was surprised by him was not only because he stood against the world without wavering or bending, but also because he had such power.

And the fact that it didn’t take him long to become so strong.

“That’s right.”

Yi Rown replied.

“It was the method I used.”

“You crazy bastard.”

So, even when Yi Rown was just a player, he had been doing this kind of thing?

“This is the orthodox way I was talking about.”

“……”

Lee San-hoo now seemed to be convinced.

“Can you tell me how it works?”

Lee San-hoo said.

“What the hell is going on?”

Many people had been curious about the secrets of players.

The superhumans who had suddenly appeared in the ordinary world.

What was the system that only they could see, and where did its source come from?

And many other things.

Yi Rown seemed to be a little closer to that secret.

“Everyone has a misunderstanding that has solidified at some point.”

Yi Rown nodded and said.

“This world, the players, the monsters…”

And he said.

“That they are just game abilities.”

“……”

“But before that, there is something fundamental.”

Yi Rown said.

“This place is…”

Lazy eyes, twisted mouth.

“Reality.”

* * *

Reality.

Players had many thoughts about the system, the ability that had suddenly appeared to them.

A gift from God, or something inherent in humans.

Or just an indescribable supernatural phenomenon.

But at some point, there was a thought that had solidified in common among many people.

-Game.

These abilities were things that appeared in the games that humanity enjoyed.

It meant that they were not special abilities that they could not even imagine, but something familiar and ordinary to humans, like everyday life.

That was why players adapted to these abilities quickly, but.

-Their thinking became rigid.

That it was the same as a game.

-Hunt monsters, gain experience, and level up.

This simple cycle.

This framework that many people had seen and felt had trapped the players.

-But this is reality.

Yi Rown said.

-Can you see an experience bar? Can you know the exact amount of experience when you hunt an orc?

The answer was.

-No.

It was no.

There was no such system as an experience bar for players.

They also could not know the experience gained when hunting monsters.

-The experience needed for a player to level up…

Yi Rown said.

-Why do you think it would be the same?

-……!

A thought that had been branded like a mark on everyone and could not be erased.

Yi Rown had pierced through that thought.

Everyone thought that they just hunted monsters, gained experience, and leveled up.

If someone leveled up quickly, they thought it was because they had contributed greatly to the hunt and gained special experience.

-No one has ever confirmed the experience.

Yi Rown’s words hit the nail on the head.

-This is reality. And what makes a player stronger is…

Literally.

-Experience.

What Yi Rown had directly experimented and felt.

-Extreme experience gives more experience, and you can level up faster.

Yi Rown also said.

-Everyone needs different experience. Those who acquire experience quickly…

Level up faster.

In a way, it was an obvious and simple reality.

But the things that many people thought were common sense and the things that had not been confirmed.

The control of a martial artist.

The habits of players who feared death had prevented them from confirming those things.

-There are also players who are afraid of hunting monsters but still swing their swords. They level up late, but they do level up.

A known fact.

-People think that’s a player’s privilege.

You can become stronger through training.

But they don’t do it because the efficiency is said to be extremely low.

-It’s the same for martial artists to become stronger through training, and the growth rate of ordinary martial artists is even slower than that of players.

The result of ignorance.

The conclusion was this.

-The more extreme the experience…

[Your level has increased.]

The faster you can level up.

“Hah… Hah…”

Ragged.

Lee San-hoo, who had become ragged again, stood there.

Whoosh!

The blue light emanating from his entire body.

The corners of Lee San-hoo’s mouth slowly twisted.

“Damn it.”