Player Who Became A Constellation [EN]: Chapter 116

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“Are you always trying to slip away like that? And how did you even find out about the path to the basement of this palace?”

The prince, having come to Asgard from Astoria Island.

Thorsen grabbed his sister Karen by the scruff of her neck and dragged her along.

Karen, her legs dangling, complained.

“But~, I don’t want to study…”

“You have to study. At least know something to adapt here, right? Besides, you need to know how to read to learn Loki’s skill book or whatever.”

“I’m bored… When is Hoon coming? I should have joined the Lonia War too…”

Karen grumbled as she was dragged by her brother.

Even so, she stared at the dead end of Valhalla Palace where she was caught.

A massive door in the basement of the palace.

The stone door was covered in all sorts of patterns, which were so interesting that she forgot to run away while admiring them.

“Brother, what’s that?”

Karen pointed to the stone slab.

The stone slab door was tightly bound by chains, as if sealed.

Hearing that, Thorsen forgot about dragging Karen and turned his head.

A wide corridor.

The space was filled with patterns similar to those on the door.

It was an ominous painting that sent shivers down his spine.

A huge and majestic giant was depicted.

Compared to that being, the tiny humans looked up at them with fearful expressions.

The painting showed the world freezing, the world burning, as the being reached out its hand.

It also depicted the formation of new lands and the destruction of the existing world.

“…I don’t know. What kind of being is it?”

Thorsen said, looking at the door.

It was a door that gave off a truly eerie feeling.

“Brother, shouldn’t we take a look inside?”

“That’s impossible.”

Karen and Thorsen turned their heads.

An old man was walking out.

The one who manages Valhalla Palace, and who has served Loki for a long time.

It was a shaman.

“…Shaman.”

Thorsen let go of his sister’s neck and bowed respectfully to the shaman.

“You shouldn’t come here unless you have to.”

At the shaman’s words, the two looked at each other and tilted their heads.

Because Loki had said they could go anywhere in Valhalla Palace.

Was there a forbidden area in this palace that they didn’t know about?

What was inside that made them tell him not to come here?

Seeing the two’s questioning looks, the shaman gazed at the door and said.

“I don’t know the details, but even Loki’s creations can’t approach this place.”

Thorsen and Karen thought of the undead in Valhalla Palace.

“It’s said to be a ‘safe zone’ that blocks great power.”

“A safe zone?”

“Yes, and if you open this door and cross over-.”

The shaman recalled what Loki had said.

“A being that will destroy the world.”

“……”

“Loki said that a sleeping ‘unfinished monster’ will awaken.”

***

Riding in the carriage, Loki was skimming through a book.

“If you keep looking away, there might be an accident.”

Serret was also reading a book, the [Archery] skill book that Loki had given her.

She took her eyes off the book and glanced at Loki, looking a little uneasy.

Because Loki was driving the carriage without taking his eyes off the book.

It seemed quite dangerous in this sandy place.

“It’s okay. I have an automatic driving skill.”

“……”

‘What exactly *is* that skill?’ she wondered. It was truly a mysterious power.

Hadn’t he instantly learned the medicine-making method she taught him last time and written it in a book to spread it to others?

However, it seemed to take a considerable amount of time to create a ‘skill book’.

Serret looked at the book Loki was reading.

[The Children of the Azelan Constellation]

‘Constellation….’

Looking at it that way, Loki really is-.

“…You really are like a constellation. You wield various powers and can share that power with humans.”

“Are you talking about me?”

“Yes.”

Loki also looked at the book, listening to Serret’s words.

The book was in the library of the Lonia Palace, and it was quite an old book.

‘It’s a very interesting book.’

The book contained stories about the Azelan Constellation.

The creator Azelan created the world and made humans as creatures.

And in order to rule those humans, the Azelan Constellation took stars, breathed life into them, and created other constellations to rule humans.

But the continent worshiped only the Azelan Constellation.

They excluded other constellations.

The reason was one.

‘…The fallen constellations.’

Those called gods had become corrupt and rebelled against Azelan, who could be called their father and mother.

As a result, other constellations were called demons.

And the being that the Azelan Constellation created to eliminate such constellations was-.

‘The Constellation of Sin.’

The Constellation of Sin punished the sins of other constellations and sealed them in their worlds.

‘But it’s strange.’

According to the contents of the book, not only Azelan but also the Constellation of Sin should have been revered and worshiped.

But only the Nordics worshiped the Constellation of Sin.

No, it seemed that the continental people did not even know the existence of the ‘Constellation of Sin’ in the first place.

‘I have read several books to learn about the Holy Order, but unless it is an ancient book, I could not find any records of the Constellation of Sin.’

Even in such ancient books, only a simple description of what kind of being it was remained.

There was no ‘accurate and detailed’ information about that being.

Loki turned his gaze back to the book.

[When the Constellation of Sin exhausts all its power and becomes the same as a human, those who are sealed will awaken.]

Loki tilted his head.

[When those fallen constellations awaken, another being that the Azelan Constellation wants to punish them will-.]

Loki turned to the next page, but from then on, it was blank.

“It’s an interesting book, but the content is poor.”

Loki muttered, closing the book.

“Serret.”

Serret, who was tending to the plants in the wagon, turned her head at Loki’s call.

“Get down.”

It was that moment.

Bang-!

A strong impact.

A deafening roar!

‘An attack?’

Serret was greatly embarrassed, but it was different from what she thought.

KuoOOOOOOOO-!

A strong sandstorm struck the carriage from the side.

As Loki waved his hand, a transparent shield was created, blocking the wind.

He thought he had prevented the carriage from overturning, but as the sand on the ground slowly began to give way due to the wind, the wheels of the carriage were sucked in.

“……!”

As if falling into water, sand soared into the wagon.

“You’re right.”

Loki got out of the wagon and reached out his hand.

Serret grabbed his hand and came out.

“An accident happened because I looked away.”

Loki hadn’t expected the ground to collapse either.

Besides.

Clang-!

Something that flew at a rapid speed collided with the barrier Loki had set up and bounced off.

Serret’s ears twitched.

「Kwoereeeeeee!」

A roar that pierced through even the roar of the sandstorm.

Serret felt her skin tingle and goosebumps rise.

‘This sound is… an Orc?’

But it’s not a normal Orc sound.

What Serret saw coming out of the carriage were beings walking on two legs without being pushed back by the sandstorm.

A body reaching 2m [~6’7″].

Protruding fangs and black skin.

An alien race armed with various weapons on their muscular bodies.

Orcs.

It was a Black Orc, which is known to be very vicious.

“…It’s a Black Orc.”

“Are they strong?”

“Loki could kill them with just a flick of his finger, but ordinary adventurers would have a hard time dealing with them.”

“I see.”

Loki said, looking at Serret.

“Will you try to stop them with a bow?”

“Me?”

“Is it too much?”

Loki’s words touched Serret’s pride.

As she was quite proud, she shook her head, grabbed her bow, and tied the quiver to her waist.

“No.”

“Use the skill I gave you.”

Loki hoped that Serret would focus not only on farming but also on fostering archers at Valhalla Academy.

This is because some Nordics are good at close combat but poor at ranged attacks.

Since Loki cannot create skill books one by one, it is better for Serret, who has learned the skills, to teach others.

‘Above all, it is an academy made of processed materials from Valhalla Palace.’

With Loki’s systemic authority added, the growth rate is exceptional within that educational facility area.

Serret aimed her arrow at the Orc.

‘…It’s hard to hit because of the wind.’

It’s in a sandstorm.

Even though she is an Elf, it is almost impossible to hit the target in this situation.

But-.

Serret looked at Loki.

He is looking at her with interest.

He’s watching, so she can’t embarrassingly miss the target.

Serret turned the bowstring to the left of the Black Orc and shot.

Magic dwells in the flying arrow.

One arrow split into dozens of strands, and the sandstorm twisted to the right, and flew sharply towards the side of the Orc.

「Kwoere?」

When the Black Orcs turned their heads, they saw a jet-black arrow right in front of them.

Kwajik-!

The head, neck, arms, legs, and entire body become a honeycomb as if hit by a shotgun.

Not only one Orc but also the Orcs in the area died in that way.

“……!”

“Oh! Even though the power and skill level of the skill vary depending on talent, it is truly overwhelming.”

Serret’s eyes widened at the unexpected power, and Loki seemed satisfied and put his hand on Serret’s head.

“Excellent.”

“……”

‘Is it over with just saying excellent?’ she wondered. ‘Is this normal for him?

With this much power?!’

If you were to unleash this kind of ‘divine object’ where an army is gathered.

The center will be devastated in an instant.

The Black Orcs falter.

They look at Serret with fearful eyes.

「Mo, monster!」

“…Who are you calling a monster?”

They are the monsters, but they look at Serret as if she is a monster.

Perhaps because of the sandstorm, the Black Orc’s corpse was submerged in the sand.

Serret gained confidence in her power.

In the past, she didn’t have much power, so she only used the divine object [Charm] to overcome crises, but.

Now she has archery.

With this ability, she will be able to protect herself as well as save others.

Also, she might be able to help Loki.

It was when Serret confidently grabbed her bow.

“Stop.”

Loki pressed down on Serret’s head.

“Yes? Why?”

If she had just a little more time, she could have blown all those Orcs away with her power-!

“Someone is coming.”

At that time, a spear flew through the sandstorm and pierced the Black Orc’s solar plexus.

Puhook-!

And in the blink of an eye, a man holding such a spear can be seen.

“……!”

The masked man pulled out the spear and swung it.

Seogeok-!

The Black Orcs were instantly cut in half and died.

It’s quite a neat skill.

Above all, the movement is agile and skillful.

Loki was strangely familiar with the man’s movements.

‘…That movement is similar to the imperial guards that the emperor or something moved.’

Kashar’s trainer guards. Is he part of that?

Then why is such a guy in a place like this?

As Loki had such questions, the man shook the spear to shake off the blood on the spear.

“Hoo-. Are you guys okay? Well, I don’t think you would have been safe without this body’s help.”

The man turned around and looked at Loki and Serret.

The man looked at the two alternately and sparkled his eyes as he looked at Serret.

“A beautiful slave.”

The man showed interest in Serret.

Her beautiful appearance catches his eye, and he is curious about her being an Ain [a member of a specific race].

Above all, her unique archery skills.

She clearly shot one arrow, but it contained magic and created shadow arrows to pierce the enemies.

Is that magic?

Or is it a [divine object] that only the chosen can have?

Anyway, it was a truly coveted ability.

The man sparkled his eyes and asked, looking at Loki.

“Won’t you sell that slave to me?”

At those words, Serret’s expression crumpled.

Loki looked at such Serret.

“…You seem to be quite a loved type.”

“I don’t feel very good.”

As if representing Serret’s feelings, she had a worm-eaten expression [a disgusted or unpleasant look].