Simultaneously O'Connor also thought of ways to suppress Legaloth's emotions with the "Mighty Mind" trait.
No human would manage to survive if suddenly something like the memory of a thousand-year-old person was injected into an ordinary person's head.
At most, it could make someone's head explode or that person goes crazy.
O'Connor also fears his personality changing due to memories he can't suppress. So he can lose his identity. Remembering these were the memories of people he believed to be old ancient fossils. He also knew that Legaloth was both a warrior and a Transcendent long before this civilization appeared.
The only character that doesn't exist and never appears in the original novel content!
Fortunately, thanks to the help of the Trait "Mighty Mind" while suppressing the influence of the Trait "Sword God Memory Composition", O'Connor was able to maintain his sanity.
'Thanks to this Trait, I can rest easy having one less burden of mine… sigh, the only problem left is the [Coward] Trait that gets in my way of fighting. If possible, I intend to see if [Coward] Trait can be suppressed with [Mighty Mind] Trait...'
Assuming so, O'Connor broke his mind and returned to reality.
He also knew even the place–no, this library would collapse any second. It can be seen that the ruins of the buildings are falling one after another.
"Ugh…"
O'Connor couldn't help but force his weak body to stand up again.
He slowly tottered over to Aindrila's skeletal corpse and searched for anything of value.
'According to Legaloth's recollection, Aindrila was a woman who always carried around her precious possessions. Either while fighting or taking him to death together.'
After searching the front and back, O'Connor found nothing of value, so his gaze automatically shifted to the jawbone of the mouth.
With great care, O'Connor opened the skeleton's mouth and found a certain object.
*Sparkling-
He found a small vial with a black and slightly greyish liquid inside.
'What a strange woman, didn't care that I looked.'
Interested in the item, O'Connor reached out and took the bottle, and quickly stuffed it into the "Space Bag" hanging from his waist belt.
"I'll check it later after I get out of this place."
O'Connor said lightly patting "Space Bag" like it was his lover.
*BUNK! BONK!
Suddenly-
The sound of falling objects and rocks produced a strong impact and made a loud sound so that dust from the ground was blown in all directions.
The pillars supporting the library collapsed from left and right and formed a cross with a "Thump!" as intimidation.
With his "Mighty Mind" Trait. O'Connor kept his mind steady and with all his might took quick steps back to where he had originally opened his eyes.
"Huff…huff…huff…"
Several minutes passed as he was trying to torture his leg.
Suddenly when he reached a dark tunnel, O'Connor stopped walking and turned around.
Sharpening his eyes, his gaze turned towards the eye bones of the skeletal corpse of Aindrila.
He remembered that Aindrila always wore white bandages covering her eyes. To be honest, in O'Connor's mind, he felt that it was slightly familiar, that even Legaloth himself had no idea what the eyes of his co-worker Aindrila looked like.
'This familiar feeling bothers me…Legaloth himself who was a comrade-in-arms who was with his all this time didn't know the reason why "She" decided to turn a blind eye. Legaloth himself also considers it taboo to ask about Aindrila's eyes.'
O'Connor subconsciously clicked his tongue as curiosity overwhelmed him.
He decided to put this matter aside and focus on saving himself from the pile of rocks.
While he was in the middle of the road, the dark tunnel without lighting, suddenly gave off a white light that illuminated until the end of the passage.
*TA! TA! TA! TA!
Only then did he know the structure of the image of the dark room earlier.
With walls made of smooth rocks that add appreciation when connoisseurs of paintings see them. Even the engraved circle like a magic spell from the language of "back then" encircled it.
They join each other with two lines from either side of the wall.
"What kind of magic spell is so complicated as this?"
The complicated look on O'Connor's face as he walked down the hall.
'It's strange that I feel safe when I enter this area, even though I'm facing a precarious situation outside.'
In the end, he decided to give up, because he felt that he did not have the energy to think anymore.
12 minutes later…
O'Connor reached the end of the hall and found something the third time he thought was familiar.
"Maybe this is fate?"
Ask yourself with an astonished expression.
The symbol is a book with an open page and in between is the symbol of a sword. Which is located on the left side of the wall.
While the right side, engraved sword symbol and one eye open.
And, the one in the centre looks exactly like the Egyptian hieroglyphs, which are Ancient Language scripts that consist of a combination of logographic and alphabetic elements from "that time".
There stood the image of a human raising his sword and followed by a cloaked human to a row of other armed humans.
It could be seen that they were showing hostility to the images of the huge people and armoured creatures flying above the clouds.
"No matter where you think about it, this image refers to the time of war that Legaloth and humanity experienced while fighting the threat of danger that came to this world at that time."
'And obviously, the sword symbol describes the characteristics of the Sword God himself.'
O'Connor added silently.
He slowly lowered his eyes and found a magic circle that he believed to be a teleportation spell. Without hesitation, he narrowed the distance and entered the magic circle area.
It then closed its eyes and muttered something strange while browsing through Legaloth's memories. Searching for the keywords to activate magic spells, namely the Hekate Language which he knew to be the language of the "back then"
Even though O'Connor didn't have mana in his, to trigger a reaction of high-level magic spells like this all she needed were two passwords.
"Apparation for Progenitors!"
*Clink!
A golden beam of light flashed and circled O'Connor. Without any pressure or distraction, gradually his body floated and his feet left the ground.
Then the light towered up creating a tube shape with no top covering his whole body.
O'Connor's vision became hazy and undulating as if tossed around abysmally.
So, he gave himself up by closing his eyes and entrusting the workings of the magic spell.
10 seconds...
As soon as he felt a chill envelop him, he mindlessly opened his eyes.
... ... ...
Bled Village, the east end of Zephyr City.
Early morning, around five in the morning, to be precise.
Sparks blazed and burned most of the residents' housing.
Streams of pools of blood splattered to the point of forming red rivers.
Several corpses lay pathetically and several pieces of wood stood on the ground with the ends of human heads expressing despair.
The atmosphere of the whole village was as quiet as the special cemeteries in the south and east of the Bled village.
A young man with curly brown hair with his face covered in dirt, trembling looking around with his body covered in the rubble of the burnt buildings.
He's hiding!
"Sob...sob..please save me, Mother Earth."
Sobs filled his face as he rubbed his tears away with his arms.
He desperately begged for protection from the God he worshipped, then recited the Praise God prayer.
'Mother and father…'
A poor kid.
Ordinary people.
Rudger.
His only worry was that he saw with his own eyes his parents being dragged away by a horde of crazed goblins before his parents hid his whereabouts by covering him up with dirt and rubble of the house.
Rudger himself felt sad and angry because he was helpless to witness the suffering of his parents.
It was due to the alleged invasion of a horde of goblins sneaking in at midnight and making a fuss.
The village guards as well as Rangers and chartered adventurers finally realized too late and rang the emergency bell.
At that moment, Rudger was awakened from a deep sleep by hysterical screams all around him.
Upon opening it, Rudger froze silently in his father's arms and fled from the one-and-a-half-foot tall green creature holding a staff covered in sharp stones at the end of the staff.
He also saw one of the goblins jump and pounce on the mother of his childhood friend, Marie.
"Kyaa! Save me!"
His innocent pupils trembled when he saw the aunt from the next house reaching out to her as a sign of help.
Rudger shook his father's shoulder and said.
"Father. Father! Help them…"
Rudger's father quickly realized his son had woken up and screamed in the sweat of his forehead as if answering all of his son's doubts.
"Kid! We have no choice but to ignore them to survive!"
Hearing his father's stern shout, Rudger felt his heartbreak.
Soon he regained his senses, then surveyed the surroundings and asked his parents.
"W-where is M-Marie? Mother, father?"
Rudger's father didn't answer, while his mother shook her head with a sad face while looking at her son who was forced to accept the harsh reality, then she ran while turning her head as if to show something.
Rudger turned his robotic gaze and saw what his mother was pointing at.
*Cracks. Cracks.
"Hahaha...it can't be she, Marie, right?"
A crooked smile combined with tears crossed Rudger's face.
What Rudger saw was a dead girl's corpse with her head twisted back and intestines protruding from her stomach, he also saw goblins raping the dead girl's corpse.
The corpse girl's eyes felt empty without pupils. Dirty brown hair was strewn across her face, but Rudger could tell the emotion in that face was unbearable pain.
The sound of grinding teeth sounded in his ears and realized that he was enveloped in anger.
He wanted to rush over and punch the damn goblin that killed Marie in the face, but he couldn't.
He was too weak and cowardly.
He didn't even know how to fight and just stood there watching the girl he wanted to propose to in the future, get raped to death by goblins.
And as Rudger clenched his fists remembering the hellish scene a few hours ago, he couldn't help but pound the piece of wood above him.
*BANG!
–Kiekk?
Rudger's face hardened and he quickly realized what he had just done.
'Shit, I was careless!' Rudger railed inwardly.
Hearing that loud sound, the surrounding goblins sniffed the smells and licked their lips with their loathsome long tongues.
Rudger's heart skipped a beat at the sound of the monster's footsteps coming towards him.
He slowly held his breath as he brought his hands together and closed his eyes to pray.
Ten seconds….
*Step.
Twenty seconds....
*Step.
When he opened one eye, the goblin's and his eyes met.
–Kieck!
"Hikkzz!"
They both shouted at the same time. Spontaneously he knew that he had to run.
"Huff! Help me…!"
No one responded to his voice.
Rudger also realized too late how stupid he was shouting. It made all the eyes of the surrounding goblins fall on him.
*Hiccup!
Only the sound of hiccups came from Rudger's throat as many eyes stared at him.
"Heh. I died...Ah...!"
–Kiek!
–wurakc! kek!
Both sides screamed and as a result, Rudger had to run as fast as he could from the goblins.
*Woosh!
A spear grazed a centimetre above the hair and finally stuck right in front of him.
That didn't make him give up on running even more, instead, his running speed increased and he turned towards the village gate.
But that was then.
When Rudger wants to get to the village gate. He saw a shadow galloping and leaping ahead.
Thought it was a saviour, but that was just an illusion. A goblin that was running fast was screaming in that direction.
He was surrounded in two directions and could no longer escape. His shaking legs felt weak, Rudger also wanted to pee in his pants but he held them in as hard as he could.
He didn't want to die in such a ridiculous position!
Realizing this at his death, Rudger closed his eyes and wished to return to Mother Earth's arms.
"Ha!"
–Kikekc!
*SLASH—!
*THUD!
When he heard a "thud", he thought he had been slashed to death by a goblin. But just then, he heard a voice swearing.
"Ah. Damn you dirty bastard who sent me to this world."
It's a clear and very young voice.
Was the voice of the Goddess this rough?
Why does Mother Earth have a male voice?
Is this heaven or hell?
But his only concern was that the Goddess he served had a male voice!
Rudger also wondered confusedly why heaven reeked of blood and stench.
He was also curious whether the masturbation he did every day was an act
sinful?
Until he finally heard a cold voice that pierced his ears.
"Hey dude, if you don't want to die. Then get out of the way."
When he opened his eyes, a young man with a hood covering his eyes and half of his face galloped past him carrying a rusty sword.
*Swoosh!
*SRINGH—!
–Kiek?!
"Stop babbling troublesome bastards!"
Rudger and the goblins instinctively frightened and trembled as they felt the terrifying aura from the tattered robed youth's body.
It was Killing Intent!
An answer came to Rudger's mind when he saw him facing the goblin horde.
He just stood there and watched the robed youth confront the goblins, gulping hard.
The youth in a tattered robe with a hood covering his eyes and half of his face, executed a neat slash then he widened his distance and took a stance.
As both parties fell silent, Rudger saw the robed youth swing his index finger in the air. So he was confused by what the robed youth was doing.
'Do you want to face them alone?'
Rudger thought that the robed youth was neither a stage-1 nor a stage-2 warrior. That meant he was just an ordinary human! He was quite surprised to see her perform such neat swordsmanship, but the most important thing right now was to warn her to surrender.
Rudger didn't want to witness one more person die in front of him.
Just as he was about to say something, suddenly the robed youth's voice interrupted his thoughts as if he was an expert at reading minds.
"If we escape, then there are much more dangerous things than this. Far away in Death Valley, there are monstrous creatures that make you think that 'it's better to just die'."
"!!!"
Rudger was silent for a long moment. Even his brain was trying to process the words spoken by the robed young man.
One by one the mind catches word for word and soon he arranges them into a sentence.
'Hah!?'
Is he a mind-reading shaman?
Where did she come from?
Death Valley!? Didn't he say that earlier?
The forbidden territory of the Caladium Empire.
Due to various rumours. Neither the people nor the citizens of the Caladium Empire could not be ignorant of the term "Death Valley" which refers to one of the most dangerous places in the Empire.
'For a decade, no one has ever dared venture into that Forbidden Place. Who is he?'
The more he guessed, the more he doubted the tattered-robed young man's identity.
However-
That doesn't change the fact that he was a Generous who saved Rudger from a horrible death.
If not for it, he would have experienced a cruel thing like death.
So he was determined.
'Please… if this person in front of me is the key that gives me a chance to survive…'
Trust.
He is willing to dedicate his life, whether it's surviving or dying.
Then he made up his mind to believe in the robed youth. He also did not forget to pray to Mother Earth by carving a circular symbol and "V" shaped lines right on his chest.
It is because-
Mother Earth is the national personification of Caladium, also one of the manifestations of this country's motherland. Since the days of the country, especially the territory here, various people in the Caladium Empire have revered the spirit of nature and the power of the earth, they likened her to the "mother" who gives life, to the goddess of nature and the environment. Having absorbed the influence of the Church since the beginning of the first millennium in the eastern part of the Caladium Empire, "She" is known as Mother Earth, the goddess of the earth.
"May Mother Earth Save You…"
Rudger prayed sincerely and believed that whatever fate bestowed upon Mother Earth, he promised he would always accept it.
... ... ...
Meanwhile, on the other side the other person's point of view.
'It's stupid to believe in the God of this world…'
O'Connor cursed inwardly after reading the mind of the boy he saved earlier, using [Eye of Gluttony].
At the same time, he also glanced at the rusty sword that was about to break, he spontaneously recalled "that" incident.
Back to the past—
After wandering around looking for a way out of Death Valley and finally the mission given by the system was completed. He gets compensation in the form of four Skill points.
Just when he wanted to open the status window to increase all three stats. Unknowingly his instincts kicked in and then he rolled around dodging the sneak attacks launched by the goblins.
*THUD!
"Ah shit! What the fuck is this damn?!"
–kiek
Just as O'Connor was about to stand up, the goblin wielding a rusty blade ran trying to stab him blindly.
*SLASH—!
"Humph!"
But strangely here, O'Connor avoided the sword's trajectory as if he was used to seeing it. Of course, this was his first time-fighting close range. Even when he was fighting against Hagan and his underlings, he was only lucky enough to catch his opponent off guard.
'What? Did I avoid that earlier?'
He asked himself again, but it was only for a moment. In less than five seconds, O'Connor quickly realized the answer to that question.
'Perhaps—the cause was Legaloth's battle experience memories. This is an act of the memory of "Him" who has always developed a habit of high alertness.'
Because the fighting experience of the Sword God was passed down to O'Connor. Making himself—including his previous life's experience have to get off the stage and give Legaloth's fighting experience a chance to appear, it was precisely in this critical situation that this was the chance and opportunity for action.
He could also feel a certain amount of information entering his head. In addition, the pain he felt before had completely disappeared, thanks to the Trait "Mighty Mind" acting as a suppressor and "Calamity Grade Gluttony" also helping him speed up the digestion of information so that the insights of swordsmanship could be applied to O'Connor's body.
It was an unexpected idea from his original perspective.
Reckless and opportunistic tricks.
However, it kept him alive.
But-
'All kinds of swordsmanship that Legeloth created was too much of a burden on this frail body…and it forced me to pick up the swordsmanship that was most relevant to this body. Thus, as time went on strengthening my body with the help of the system, there was a possibility that I would be able to use other advanced sword techniques. Hah…'
O'Connor couldn't help but sigh at the thought of such a cool thing as the enchantment of knight swordsmanship, which he couldn't experience at this moment.
He was only satisfied enough, for now, to be able to become a proficient swordsman. Even though it's swordsmanship without romance and beauty.
So—
O'Connor retrieved the last of the Seven Swordsmanship that Legaloth had created in the "then epoch".
Nameless Swordsmanship.
Pure Swordsmanship that wasn't bound by Mana.
A technique that has one unique feature of its own.
And just then—
When O'Connor took a step and swung his sword, and at that moment several goblins rushed all over to brutally attack him.
However, his mind remained calm and steady. Unlike before which was filled with anxiety.
He was also a bit confident because he had added two points to Strength, two points to Agility, and one point to Vitality.
It felt like someone had magically constructed his body.
*Slashing—!
The sword began to be swung.
From left to right.
And from a third-person perspective—
His swordsmanship is not beautiful.
That's not even cool.
Practical sword technique.
It was aimed at the opponent's weaknesses rather than showing fancy techniques.
That's why it's more surprising.
Aim precisely at the opponent's weakness and upset his balance.
Moreover, his opponent was a goblin who had never studied martial arts or sword arts. That's why it's so good to be the scapegoat for O'Connor who has never wielded a sword before.
–Kiek!
–Kikek!!
Goblin screams rang in O'Connor's ears as he focused on digging into the gaps between the enemy's movements.
*CLANK! CLANKS! CLANKS!
*BUMP
As O'Connor slashed and slashed at the enemy, he noticed something in the movement of his swordsmanship.
"It's just focused on killing."
A Sword Technique that only existed for killing.
Although it was true he had never learned the sword before. He felt as if he had killed several people, or maybe hundreds or even thousands of times.
It's like being someone else and not feeling weird while committing a murder.
*THUD!
After killing the goblins in front of him, O'Connor stepped back and walked away again. He slowly momentarily took a deep breath while holding the hilt of the bladeless sword.
The rusty blade couldn't take it anymore and finally broke into pieces.
"Bo hoo…"
'It's a bit difficult to complete the Quest solo. Maybe we hope the knights come soon…'
There was a hint of hope in his eyes as he wiped the sweat dripping off his chin.