Inferior Magic Swordsman: Using the Skill Board to Become the Strongest-Chapter 47: Bloody Saint Luka

I entered the guild and sensed a strange presence from the bar.

It was a strong presence that I had never felt before.

“… No, I think I know this presence?”

Where did I last felt this…

A woman with a strong presence came to me while I was thinking.

“You there!” (Luka)

It was the sister I met at the Forcels Church the one who is quite rough and got way too close.

She is still wearing her robe, but a magnificent mace hangs down her waist.

(Wow, she smells like alcohol!)

From her breath, as she approached, I smelled an alcoholic odor that would have gotten her in so much trouble with Earth’s traffic law.

Her face is also quite red. She’s that drunk.

“I’ve heard stories from other adventurers. A sneaky man who dyed his body bright red and worked violently towards adventurers! I’ll remind you of the power of justice in the name of God Forcels!” (Luka)

“… !?”

The woman points her finger straight at me.

I was taken back by the strength of her presence.

“The evil tomato from the inferior salad!” (Luka) 𝐟𝘳𝑒𝗲𝘸e𝒃𝘯𝒐𝐯e𝚕.c𝒐𝒎

“Who!?”

After the woman said those mysterious collections of words — the adventurers who were watching us from the bar collapsed all at once.

They began to mutter, “Damn, isn’t Finlis’s ultimate weapon useless?” Or “She’s too vulnerable to liquor.”

What the hell is this…

My shoulders slump in confusion and dismay.

The woman looked even closer to me.

Esther’s eyes were switching between me and the lady quite rapidly.

“By the way, you. You visited the Forcels Church before, didn’t you?” (Luka)

“Yes, yeah, that’s right.”

“It seems that you don’t have enough power of justice! Here, I will show off the secret technique [thumb teleportation].” (Luka)

“No, thank you”

I immediately withdrew, and the woman sadly dropped her shoulders.

Next to us

“I think I’ve seen it somewhere, that mace … Maybe you’re the blood-soaked Luka?” (Esther)

“Yes, I’m called that after being an adventurer.” (Luka)

“Oh! This might seem like the first time… but we’ve met once before, but let me introduce myself again. I’m Esther. I’m an E-rank adventurer.” (Esther)

“Thank you very much. I’m Luka, a C-rank adventurer.” (Luka)

Esther bowed her head, put out her hand towards Luka.

I tilted my head in confusion at what’s happening beside me.

“Blood-soaked?”

“Oh, this person is a great adventurer who has risen to C rank while using a single mace. She only used that mace, and because of her fighting style, she was given the alias, “Blood-soaked”.”

It seems that Luka was the adventurer, Esther mentioned before, who didn’t mind the blood splatter.

She is also C-ranker. Amazingly, she was a top-notch adventurer.

Even if we’re both blood-soaked, our positions are vastly different from each other.

Having the real thing in front of me made me embarrassed that I was drenched with blood.

“I’m Toru. I’m an E-rank adventurer. Nice to meet you.”

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“Ah, you too? Oops, me too.” (Luka)

Then she noticed our hands so Luka reached back.

After shaking hands and exchanging greetings, Luka returned to the bar.

“Eh? … That’s it?”

What the hell was that?

I was stunned while looking at Luka’s back.

There was something about complaints that’s why she came to us…

It seems that she forgot what she had to do because she was drunk.

I have learned from my experience as a member of society that I will not be able to do things properly once I become extremely drunk.

So I didn’t snoop on why she approached us, but quickly got the request processed.

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~3rd Person Perspective~

After the Blood-Soaked Luka withdrew.

An adventurer is grinding his molars.

“Even Luka-san didn’t hurt him …!?” (Overly friendly adventurer)

The man is the adventurer who was previously thrown by Toru and tortured by guild staff Graf under the guise of “Training.”

To relieve the humiliation at that time, the man urged Luka, who was drunk, to put Toru in his place.

If he’s dealing with a far superior adventurer, Toru would be nothing against them.

He thought so, but unfortunately, the plan didn’t work.

“Damn! I’ll hurt that Inferior somehow…!!” (Overly friendly adventurer)

-I’ll use every method. No matter what…

Without being discouraged by failure, the man planned a new strategy.

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~Toru’s Perspective~

It took me a week to finish the Goblin subjugation until I was no longer blood-soaked.

After all, techniques are not something that can be acquired overnight. [T/N: Unless you have a skill board.]

During that time, my level gradually became more difficult to rise, and in the end, it did not rise at all.

>> Level 25 → 30

>> Skill points 41 → 91