Chapter 92: Debt 92 - Skills and the Dwarven City

Now that a portion of the elven village’s problems was resolved.

For now, only one thing remained to be done.

Go to the dwarven city and try to recruit someone with great capabilities in relic forging.

However, after Ryan altered his stats and they left the village, they were attacked by a group of holy knights.

And now those same knights were within the range of the skill he had just invoked.

The effect was almost instantaneous.

The healer standing behind them vomited and fell to the ground.

Motionless, his eyes remained open and blank.

The other three fell to their knees and, without finishing processing what was happening, also collapsed on the ground.

But their captain still remained conscious.

She couldn’t move, and her body trembled while she remained on her knees with her gaze on the ground.

"What... what kind of power is this... what did you do? You bastard... what are you..."

"Those are many questions, and I’m not obligated to answer. But I see that you at least resisted it, though it seems you’re having a very hard time."

"Do you want me to kill them?" Karol stood at Ryan’s side, pointing with her staff.

"No."

He turned to Irina.

She had her eyes wide open; it’s true that she might know how strong Ryan could be, but until now, she hadn’t really seen him fighting.

"Are you afraid of me?"

"No! Sorry if I gave that impression, it’s just that I’m so surprised by all your power." She said excitedly.

’Though it wouldn’t surprise me if she were.’

Then Karol looked at her.

"It would be very foolish if it turned out that you’re afraid of the man who will be your husband."

"No no, it really wasn’t that. I’m so sorry..."

"Calm down, it was just a joke."

Ryan pointed at the holy knights on the ground.

"Well, do you want to take care of them?"

"Can I kill them?"

"Yes, remember that they’re the ones who caused the most trouble for the forest and are responsible for so many deaths."

She gripped the bow tightly.

"I-I’ll do it, I’ll kill every single one of those bastards..."

"No... please... kill me, let my companions withdraw..."

Irina pulled the bowstring. Three arrows of violet light appeared.

"You’re going to beg for their lives, even though they came here and tried to kill us? And as if that weren’t enough, they also sent all those people, they killed many of our own, how do you think I’ll let them go?"

The knight named Erika began to gasp.

"But... in that case just kill me, we only came to see why our companions weren’t returning."

The three arrows shot out at high speed, ruffling Erika’s hair as they passed by her side.

"What...?" She turned her head with difficulty.

Her companions had been pierced directly through the heart.

"Why did you do it!?"

"Are you seriously asking that? It’s incredible how despicable you can be even though you call yourselves holy knights. I’ve seen demons with more empathy..."

Irina loaded arrows of light into her bow again.

"It’s a pity they were unconscious and won’t suffer as they should."

She tightened her fist while holding the bow.

"Wait..." Erika uttered.

"I’m not interested in knowing your last words, you’ll just die and that will be all."

She took a deep breath.

"Murder Shot"

The whistle resonated when the attack cut through the air.

The arrow pierced her head, making it vanish.

Once the holy knights had died.

Ryan stripped them of their belongings and stored them in his inventory.

Irina was smiling.

"The skills of this bow are incredible!" She exclaimed as she approached him, then she extended the bow, handing it to him.

Then Ryan stood in front of her, reached out his hand, but not to take the bow; he let it rest on Irina’s head and stroked her hair.

"Dummy, that wasn’t a loan, you can keep it."

"What, really?"

"Yes, of course. It’s just a rare bow, so it’s not like it matters much, you know? Just keep it."

"Thank you!" She shouted, jumping toward him and hugging him.

"Hey!" Karol approached and separated them.

"S-Sorry."

’It’s interesting that in this world you don’t just rely on skills according to your class. But also, each weapon or relic can have one or more skills in addition to attributes that add to the stats.’

"Karol, are you ready?"

"Yes."

She raised her staff, and a cold breeze swept over their bodies. Then, lifted by Karol’s magic, they began to float and move away from the forest.

They rose high into the sky, surpassing the clouds.

’I wonder if there will be some way to embed flight magic into some relic...’

With that thought, he continued flying; the journey according to Irina would take at least four days. So they occasionally stopped in some city during the night.

After resting and eating they kept moving forward.

But during the entire way in those four days, Ryan took advantage of the time to use his debt skill on them and obtain extra points.

...

So finally. After four days, they arrived at sunset at the nation of the dwarves.

However, they had to go to a specific area.

The one called the Mountain City.

The whole way there they went unnoticed although they were inspected several times.

Of course, the reason they gave for being there was that they were going as adventurers, and would be bodyguards for the expeditions while the dwarves extracted materials from the caves.

But upon arriving at the entrance of the Mountain City, they weren’t the only adventurers.

There was a huge line, around eighty people, and they joined it.

At least another twenty adventurers arrived and stood behind Ryan’s group.

But precisely those who had just arrived began to complain about the fact that the line was not moving.

Others from the middle of the line also joined in.

"B-rank adventurers better go back or you’ll die in this place, the caves are currently very dangerous," exclaimed the man who had complained before from the middle of the line.

Then another person in the line added.

"Do you really think B-rank adventurers would be around here?"

"We have two B-ranks right here!" Shouted the man who was behind Ryan.

"What? Did adventurers with such a low rank really dare to come here?"

"And what does it matter if we have the B-rank? There is work for everyone." Ryan exclaimed calmly.

’Do they seriously want to start a fight here?’