Chapter 30: Chapter 30: Using Skills as Normal Attacks? Louis’s Enchanting Charm
Louis: "So..."
"No fighting." Ali’s cheerful expression fell, "Do you really think I’m crazy? If I fight, how am I supposed to lead the team? I’m the leader after all."
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Louis: (;￣д￣)
The atmosphere of lord and knight was completely ruined!!!
No, you were so fierce just now!
How did you suddenly turn into a little pushover?
Ali scratched her fiery red hair.
These two troublesome team members are really hard to handle!
"Mainly, I thought if you need protection in your situation, it won’t be effective for any training."
Louis: "Huh? Why?"
Ali gave Louis a meaningful look.
"Louis Charles Julius, are you hiding yourself?"
Ali’s expression became even more alluring.
Oh silly Olivia, you’ve really found me an interesting teammate.
And that Iron Guard...
"The Steel Warriors under the emperor, weren’t they said to be either dead or traitorous? How is there new blood?"
"Could it be... hmm, this is really interesting"
Not good.
Couldn’t suppress the upward curl of my lips again.
Louis smiled.
Such an outcome was not unexpected.
When you want to open a window, others might stop you, but when you want to tear down the roof, they’ll let you sit down and even open the window for you.
This is what they call "the conservatives thinking the radicals are too conservative"!
As for why he had to help William...
This isn’t helping; it’s his way of seeking revenge!
He actually didn’t dislike William, but he couldn’t say he liked him either.
After all, seeing him always reminded him of the sound of the guillotine’s blade falling.
Waking up in the dead of night, scared stiff.
The day the danger of the Tino explosion was eliminated, he wondered if merely getting rid of the threat was really enough.
He didn’t know.
Until one night, he had a dream.
In the dream, he returned to his childhood.
In that summer when newspaper kiosks had not yet been replaced, he read a phrase he liked in a magazine.
"If you like butterflies, don’t chase them; plant flowers instead"
That day, after her lesson, mom came home and, seeing him, smiled and patted his head.
"It depends on how you think about it; this conclusion is not necessarily correct."
He said, "But flowers do attract butterflies."
He only remembered those warm hands gently stroking his head, telling him:
"It takes 40 days from seed to flower, but a butterfly’s life cycle is only 14 days; by the time your flowers bloom, they are long gone."
"Every butterfly only stays on a flower for 3 to 4 seconds, and then your nectar is gone, making it hard to attract more butterflies."
"So son, don’t you understand? Flowers do attract butterflies, but not that batch, not that butterfly; they just attract butterflies."
"And they can’t keep butterflies either."
Louis didn’t understand what this meant at first.
But that night, after waking from the dream, he suddenly realized something.
That summer, he found a real gun on the road.
Young and fearless, he pulled the trigger without fear of anything; no one died, and no one was injured.
He thought he had fired an empty shot.
Until he came to this world, woke up from a dream, and heard a faint wind behind him, he stopped, came to his senses, and then...
A bullet hit the center of his forehead.
At that moment, he realized it all.
He needed more than just correcting the future diary; that was merely delaying his death time.
Like planting flowers, only attracting butterflies, and unable to keep them.
What he needed to overcome was his and others’ human flaws.
Overcome the original personality’s issues, even his own, and get more people on his side.
"With my own hands, catch that butterfly!"
"Starting with William Sean"
"I’m very greedy..."
"Revenge, I want it!"
"His loyalty, I want it too!"
"What punishment is more interesting than making those who bullied me in a past life my loyal followers in this one?!"
"And Ali..."
"Even if it’s someone insignificant and nameless, not recorded in the diary, they can still be won over!"
"In the adult world, what is there to give up? I want it all!"
Suddenly, Ali spoke:
"Don’t get distracted; a slime is coming over."
Ali directly made way for one spot.
Louis’ gaze shifted towards the bouncing slime.
A cruel expression appeared on his face.
Though slimes are weak, they are not without threat.
It is said that when noble ladies use slimes, they are always careful to have their acid drained and cleaned before using them safely.
Otherwise, getting splashed on the face would be one thing, but dissolving their clothes would be impolite.
The slime that leapt forward instantly puffed up upon seeing Louis.
The milky-white acid within it slowly churned.
It was about to spew.
Bang!
Louis drew his sword and leapt forward, stopping the acid squirt in its mouth.
Penetrating it in an instant.
"Oh no, the thrill of unleashing violence, what a blast!"
"Get ready, there’s a group of slimes approaching."
Perhaps having heard the commotion, this time twelve slimes rushed forward.
Strangely, upon seeing Louis, these creatures acted as if they had encountered a natural enemy.
"Thirteen slimes, eleven capable of launching acid attacks, not easy to evade."
A newbie adventurer would find cover and tackle each slime individually.
This isn’t difficult.
But Louis lifted his sword.
"Instructor Jino taught me a technique that grants superhuman reaction speed, and I really like it."
Louis struck a special stance, raising his sword to the side of his face with his right hand.
Instantly, the torch held by Alice flickered.
"Nightmare Sword..."
The sharp tension peaked the moment Louis assumed the stance.
Alice was smiling.
Louis was smiling too.
His body was enveloped in burning bloodlust, like waves crashing over the sea.
The acid spewed by the slimes couldn’t catch up to the sword gleam of Louis.
"Emerald!"
With a shout, the tide cleared.
A longsword fast beyond belief tore through the air, echoed by overlapping sword clangs.
It sounded like a water balloon being repeatedly punctured by sharp objects, with the sound of bursting resounding continuously.
Louis’s figure intertwined with the slimes, swinging his sword precisely, then retreating swiftly.
After several repetitions, he pierced through a slime preparing to spew acid.
The tail behind him synchronized its attack, sending the last slime, unable to spew acid, scattering into a spray of water.
He casually brushed his sleeve, smoothing out the creases in his clothes.
In a few breaths, he had wiped out all the slimes, which is not the same as grinding them down one by one.
Though Alice had anticipated this, she still looked surprised.
"Well done, but the slimes didn’t deserve such wrath."
Slimes that can be cautiously dealt with through regular attacks, yet he used skills right off the bat.
And even unleashed several ultimate moves consecutively.
As if worried the slimes wouldn’t die thoroughly.
More frightening was that after the battle ended, a few breaths later, his slightly heaving body seemed to regain a lot of his stamina.
"Succubus physique? That’s quite rare."
"How’s your condition, can you still fight?"
Alice waved her hand, and Louis snapped back to reality.
He confidently said, "I can fight all day!"
Alice laughed: "Then there’s no problem, your next opponent has arrived."
"I can smell their stench too."
He smiled, like ripples spreading across a clear spring.
Alice shivered suddenly.
"Strange feeling... quite uncomfortable, succubus allure? Could I have almost fallen for a male’s charm?"
She recalled the feel of the receptionist’s hands, calming her mind.
But her expression showed a slight change: "Something seems off?"
The Imperial Capital’s sewer system is vast, a little negligence can lead to slime infestation.
But the people of Ense have abundant martial virtue, even noblewomen dare use slimes as tools, killing them is to prevent outbreaks.
Yet, this time, what comes is different.
The rustling squeaks began.
In the darkness, pairs of crimson eyes reflected the firelight, their gazes tinged with madness.
...
[Location: Tino City · Adventurer Guild]
The receptionist walked to the task notice board covered with white porcelain-level tasks.
There was a scraping sound.
The task slip for "Hunt Sewer Rats (0/10)" was removed from the board.
Not long after, the task "Hunt Sewer Rats (0/10)" was reposted under the bronze-level task board.
The bustling guild suddenly quieted down a bit.
Someone frowned: "Trouble in the sewer?"
The receptionist nodded: "We received news just this noon, there’s a conglomeration of giant rats in the sewer causing casualties, the task difficulty will escalate..."