I Obtained Sword God Level Talent - Chapter 18
1. Letter (3)
Magic.
The mysteries of magic boast a wider versatility than one might expect. It can control fire and ice to unleash death across a wide area, and in everyday life, it can provide hot and cold water.
T hi s w a s co pie d f r o m k i n g mt l . o r g
‘…What kind of trickery is this?’
Then what kind of magic was this that just occurred?
It was like a prank by a mage who was full of themselve. A light erupting just by opening a letter? It wasn’t something to be offended by, but it was certainly perplexing.
“M-Magic…”
“This is my first time witnessing magic up close.”
“Lucky you. It’s fascinating.”
The mercenaries inside the guild naturally gasped in awe. It seemed they didn’t fully understand what the light that just erupted signified, as they were letting out continuous exclamations of admiration.
“….”
Their gazes clearly conveyed the message, ‘Let’s be friends!’ I, who had no interest in making friends, hurriedly left the building.
Swooooosh-
I stopped at a fountain in the central district of Roven.
The white fountain was creating a gentle spray of water with the help of magical devices. Ignoring the children playing around, I took a seat by the fountain and slowly began to read the letter.
Flip.
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T h i s w as c o p ied f ro m k ing mtl .or g
To my dear Frey,
I have become a formal student of the Helios Magic Tower, as planned. To be honest, I was incredibly worried at first, but everyone here is kinder than I expected, and the atmosphere isn’t bad.
My only concern is the frightening pride of the people here in the tower.
T h i s w a s c op i e d f r o m ki n g mtl . o r g
And I heard that you became a mercenary, just as you wanted. Please, don’t overdo it.
Ah! Lastly, this is something I just heard, but it seems like a war is going to break out in the North. They’re mobilizing not just mages but also numerous mercenaries.
Please… don’t even think about participating in the war. War is too… too dangerous.
Wishing you safety and good health,
—Your longtime friend, Ariel
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The content of the letter was quite ordinary.
Greetings filled with a friend’s concern. And an earnest plea not to participate in the Northern Expedition.
T h i s w as co pi ed f r o m k i n g m t l . or g
“This letter… is quite outdated.”
Contrary to what was written in the letter, the war had already ended. The Duke of the North’s victory parade was just a few days ago, meaning this letter should have arrived a long time ago.
Fizzle!
“…?”
T h i s w a s c o pi e d f r o m k ingm tl . o rg
I carefully placed the letter back into the postcard. And then something amazing happened. Just like how a light had erupted when I opened it, a spark flew out of the letter once more.
[(Hello, Frey.)]
Squirm, squirm.
As if possessing a will of its own, the spark danced through the air, forming letters. The magical energy then wrote the next sentence.
[(I finally received your reply.)]
“….”
It seemed the sender of the letter had enclosed a magical device within it.
Looking at the current situation, it was clear that Ariel, the sender, was expressing their thoughts. Just like a text message on a modern-day cell phone.
[(I’ll come find you. Soon.)]
“…Coming to find me?”
It was something I couldn’t help but react to with a frown.
To begin with, I didn’t know who Ariel was, nor what my relationship with them was. And they were coming to find me? It couldn’t help but be burdensome.
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The next day.
Lancelot and I were walking through the commercial district. Mrs. Armand, who had been suffering from pneumonia, was receiving treatment at the church. Naturally, we had some time to kill.
“Thank you for what happened yesterday. I never imagined that a whole day would pass.”
“Hmm. It was nothing. All I did was watch over the room.”
Smirk.
I couldn’t help but chuckle at Lancelot’s blunt reply. It was nothing? When I woke up from my deep sleep, he had looked quite exhausted. And he says it was nothing.
“Ah. Lancelot, do you have a lot of money?”
“…What’s that supposed to mean? Are you trying to take my money?”
That was Lancelot for you. The moment the topic of ‘money’ came up, his gaze changed.
“No. I was just curious about your financial situation.”
“It’s decent. But now that my source of income is gone, I can’t live like I used to.”
“Yes, I can imagine.”
That was why I had called Lancelot out of the church.
Now that the Knights’ salary and the Armance family’s support had been cut off, his future must be uncertain(TL/N: Like mine….). So, I was planning to give him a small gift, using yesterday’s incident as an excuse.
“What’s the most urgent thing you need right now?”
“…Why are you asking?”
“Just curious. What, can’t I ask?”
I grumbled in response to Lancelot’s strangely evasive tone. Come on, could he be any more clueless?
“I think… the most essential thing is holy water.”
“…Holy water?”
“Yes. My mother’s recovery is taking longer than expected. The priest said that her long-term illnesses are hindering the treatment.”
“….”
Lancelot’s complexion was dark as he spoke in a heavy voice. I could see the guilt of neglecting his mother for so long weighing down on him.
T h i s wa s c o p i e d f r om k i n g mtl . or g
“Let’s go.”
“What? Where are we going?”
“The church. Don’t they usually sell holy water at the church? We need to buy some top-grade holy water made by high-ranking priests.”
“W-What are you talking about? Frey, your sense of money must be distorted because you’re so broke… Holy water is expensive. It’s something ordinary people can’t even dream of obtaining in their lifetime.”
Lancelot furrowed his brows and spoke as if admonishing me.
Holy water? I knew it was expensive. It was a higher-grade item than the ‘potions’ that restored vitality and boasted the highest price among consumable items, except for miracle elixirs.
Th i s wa s co p i e d f rom k ing m t l .o rg
But.
“So?”
“What?”
“It’s just a few coins.”
T h i s was c o p i ed f r o m ki ng mtl. o r g
I said confidently. The combat compensation I received from the Mercenary Guild was far beyond my imagination. It was basically a ‘life payment’. It would have been strange if the amount had been small.
…I almost shouted ‘Long live the Emperor!’ when I opened the pouch in my hotel room.
“You… Just who are you…?”
Lancelot was dumbfounded and speechless. He probably never imagined that I would suddenly offer to buy him holy water.
“It’s alright.”
Swoosh.
T h i s w a s c o p i e d f r o m k i ng m t l.o r g
I put my hand inside my pocket and smiled with satisfaction at the weight of the hefty pouch. Considering the incredible growth I had experienced yesterday, even buying a few bottles of holy water wouldn’t make me feel the slightest bit reluctant.
“I have a lot of money.”
Lancelot’s face instantly brightened. His eyes then finally shone with respect.
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Arriving at the church, I headed straight to the ‘consultation room’. Consultation just to buy a bottle of holy water? It felt like visiting a dermatologist’s office on modern-day Earth.
And the priest I met in the consultation room said something shocking.
“Excuse me? What did you say?”
“He said the price of holy water has skyrocketed because of the recent war.”
The benevolent priest, without a hint of shame, handed me a document and continued,
“You see? The price of holy water has increased by about 700% compared to before the war.”
“….”
I had overlooked it for a moment. War, by its very nature, was something between a tragedy and a comedy, waged with money and swords.
Naturally, an enormous amount of money was spent on war, so it wasn’t strange for the price of consumables like ‘holy water’ to skyrocket.
“The item you wish to purchase… is ‘Top-Grade Holy Water,’ and the price is as follows.”
T h i s w a s c opi ed fr o m k i n g m t l . o r g
Swoosh.
The priest pointed to a section of the document and looked at me with clear eyes.
What should I say… It was a terrifying gaze, like a fanatic with pure eyes, completely devoid of even a trace of malice.
“One… please.”
For a very, very brief moment, the thought ‘This is a bit much’ crossed my mind.
But there was no putting spilled water back into the container. I went ahead with the purchase. Money? It’s important. But aren’t there countless things in this world that are more important than money?
“Understood. I will step out for a moment, so please wait.”
“Yes.”
The priest then left. Left alone in the consultation room, I rummaged through my money pouch for no reason.
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Another day passed.
As usual, I woke up at the hotel, rubbed my eyes, and drew the curtains. Bright sunlight immediately filled the room.
“I should probably wrap up this hotel life soon.”
I muttered to myself and recalled yesterday’s events.
The price of holy water, especially Top-Grade Holy Water, had been far beyond my common sense.
Well… it wasn’t a complete loss. I could clearly see that the condition of Lancelot’s mother, Mrs. Armand, had improved significantly.
“Money… that damn money.”
I shook my head, muttering in a weary tone. The Top-Grade Holy Water I had purchased yesterday had depleted 90% of my combat compensation. It was an amount beyond my imagination.
Knock, knock.
It was at that moment. There was a sudden knock on the door of my room.
Was it Lancelot? I trudged towards the door and opened it without a moment’s hesitation.
Creak-!
“Hmm?”
But strangely, there was no one behind the door.
For a moment, I thought I had heard something, but… one object that caught my eye proved that I hadn’t misheard.
“…?”
At my feet was a small pouch made of fine silk. As I bent down to pick it up, the sound of coins ‘clinking’ echoed through the hallway.
Swoosh. Rustle.
I silently opened the pouch and checked its contents. Inside were golden coins.
“?”
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