I Don't Need To Log Out-Chapter 185: Gellard

Even though monarchies no longer ruled Earth, some countries still had royal families.

They existed mostly as symbols, with no real power over their nations.

Still, their presence came at a cost—a massive cost.

Taxpayers often criticized them for living in luxury while contributing little in return.

Many believed they were nothing more than relics of the past, draining public funds to sustain their extravagant lifestyles.

Gellard was one of them.

Born into a royal family, he had never known hardship.

He was adored by his friends and surrounded by admiration wherever he went. Every week, he had a different girl by his side—none ever rejected him.

Because, really, who would?

He had never been denied anything in his life.

If he wanted something, he got it. If he set his sights on a goal, people around him bent over backward to make it happen.

But that kind of life had a price.

Gellard never learned how to struggle. He never learned how to push through failure. He had always been good enough at everything without needing to put in much effort.

So when EVR was released, he joined the game without hesitation.

Not because he was interested in another world. Not because he wanted to challenge himself.

He joined simply because everyone else was doing it.

And if something was important, then naturally, it should belong to him as well.

He had become a magic swordsman in the past timeline by chance.

It sounded prestigious—the perfect combination of strength and magic. A warrior who could wield both a sword and spells?

It was exactly the kind of flashy, powerful image he wanted for himself.

But there was one problem.

He was terrible at it.

Magic swordsman wasn’t a class that handed you power just because you acquired the class.

It required balance, precision, and strategy—things Gellard had never needed to develop in his life.

Instead of adapting, he poured all his points into magic, expecting his swordplay to carry him through battles. But that wasn’t how it worked.

A magic swordsman who relied only on magic was just a second-rate mage.

And a magic swordsman who neglected agility and endurance had no way to hold his own in close combat.

So, back then, he had been defeated by Arlon.

But in this timeline, he didn’t even have that.

Since he was already locked into a quest, he didn’t play with his friends.

He convinced himself that, at the end of it, he would receive something legendary—something that would let him surpass everyone else.

For the first time in his life, he actually stuck with something instead of quitting the moment he got bored.

Unfortunately, he chose the wrong thing to see through to the end.

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Evan’s dagger gleamed under the dim light as he swung for Gellard’s throat.

But at the last second, Gellard’s body flickered with a blue glow—a reaction skill.

A surge of energy knocked Evan back, forcing him to retreat mid-air before landing smoothly on his feet.

Gellard smirked, turning to face him. "Did you really think sneaking up on me would work?"

He didn’t even react to the attack himself… Evan realized. The skill did it for him.

That made things simpler.

Carmen stood a few paces behind, her hands glowing with summoning energy. Three magic circles hovered in front of her, shifting erratically. She wasn’t summoning fully—not yet.

Instead, half-summoning.

A wolf’s claws stretched out from one circle, slashing through the air before vanishing.

A serpent’s tail whipped from another, striking the ground before disappearing.

The third circle sparked with lightning, an unseen spirit charging an attack.

Gellard wouldn’t know what was coming.

Evan darted forward, his movements sharp, precise.

Gellard activated another system skill, his body pulsing with an aura of speed, but it was clumsy—fast, but unfocused.

His sword swung wide, missing as Evan ducked and closed the distance.

"Tch—!"

A wolf’s claw raked across Gellard’s side, cutting through his armor.

He barely had time to register the wound before lightning struck his shoulder, sending a violent jolt through his body.

His system-boosted strength meant nothing if he couldn’t react fast enough.

Carmen’s timing was perfect.

Gellard stumbled, growling. "You’re just using tricks!"

Evan smirked. "You sound upset."

Gellard’s aura flared again, activating a damage nullification skill. He charged, swinging his sword down at Evan.

Evan sidestepped effortlessly. Fast, but predictable.

It was obvious now—Gellard wasn’t fighting. His system was fighting for him.

He had leveled up by killing Keldars, but those kills meant nothing.

The Keldars had been handed to him like livestock, standing still, waiting for him to cut them down. He had never fought for those levels.

Just like how he hadn’t earned his skills.

The Keldars had showered him with skill books, stuffing his system with techniques beyond his comprehension.

He activated skills without knowing their true purpose and relied on system-generated reactions instead of instinct. His entire power was artificial. Stay updated through novelbuddy

Carmen pressed her hands together, her summoning circles growing larger. "We end this now!"

The wolf reappeared—fully summoned this time. A massive, ethereal beast lunged at Gellard, slamming him into the ground.

Gellard roared, his system granting him another escape skill. A burst of energy knocked the wolf back, and he staggered to his feet, panting. "You think you’ve won?!"

Evan didn’t answer.

Because by the time Gellard regained his stance, Evan was already behind him again.

This time, the system didn’t react fast enough.

Evan’s dagger plunged deep into Gellard’s back.

Gellard’s eyes widened in shock. He gasped, but before he could scream—

The serpent from Carmen’s half-summon struck.

Its fangs sank into his shoulder, venom spreading instantly.

Gellard’s legs buckled. His sword slipped from his hands.

He collapsed.

Evan wiped his blade on his sleeve, stepping back.

Carmen sighed in relief, dismissing her summons. "It’s over."

Gellard’s fingers twitched, the poison was eating away at his HP.

He had never fought a real battle before.

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And in the end, no number of gifted skills could change that.