Hyper Luck - Chapter 73. Path of Olives (1)

Chapter 73. Path of Olives (1)

There was no need for us to get a place to stay since we already had SkyLord.

I just went to the pier after buying a lot of specialty foods from Tikris and ingredients that can be cooked on the spot.

While I was shopping, Khea cautiously apologized to me.

She admitted that her words and actions were somewhat radical and selfish.

She was accompanying me in order to save Sharan, so she must’ve wanted to apologize for her actions.

Still, I learned a lot from that thanks to her.

I could already make a lot of money if I really wanted to.

With the stats that I had, it was difficult to find missions that I couldn’t complete.

I couldn’t even imagine the amount of money I would receive if I were to sell everything I had on me right now.

But when I thought about the experiences I went through, and when I reflected on what I saw, heard, and felt in the background of virtual reality, I reached the conclusion that I had to stay being myself.

Mose has to act like Mose.

There is a game called <Parchment of Old History>, a very famous classic retro game.

This game was famous for having tremendous options and outcomes for its time. Thanks to that, the game is still popular to this day, despite it being an old retro game.

Will you stand with the rebels to carry out the cause?

Or will you stand on the side of the empire and protect the order?

That was the choice that the game threw at the player at the beginning of the game.

If you are a player with a good sense of immersion, you will definitely get into the main character and carefully choose your options thinking that this choice will determine the character’s destiny.

If you decide to stand with the rebels, the protagonist will hate the dogs of the Empire.

If you decide to stand with the Imperial Army, you will harbor hatred toward the rebel rats.

At that point, the role of the protagonist is determined and his missions are initially assigned to match that role.

However, the player can create a variety of story routes by choosing their own story.

Now, what about a virtual reality game that gives you more freedom than this game?

I am Mose.

After going through hellish training in Asparagan, I became a Sworder and went on a journey with a colleague I met.

And during the adventure, some of my colleagues were unavoidably sacrificed, and the rest of the others were gone missing.

So what should be the action that Mose must take in this situation?

Obviously, it was to track the traces of his colleagues.

That was the attitude and the mindset that Mose, who wanted to become the protagonist of this world, should have.

Only then, I would have a reason to keep on playing this game.

I firmly believe that my <Circuit> life, which was reborn thanks to the Polorun’s Star, could only be completed in this way.

“What’re you thinking about?”

Khea started a conversation with me, who was suddenly lost in thoughts.

“Mose, you always seem to like to swim in deep thought.”

“I was pondering about the things you said to me earlier.”

She shut her lips after hearing that.

“Thank you, Khea. Everything you said to me was right.”

“No, it wasn’t. It was nothing more than just my selfish and stubborn self.”

Khea hurriedly began to unpack her belongings. As soon as I saw the food on the floor, item windows began to appear in several places at once.

[Lemphie Muffin]

History: Grind, Grind, Grind your water carrot, and splash, splash, add water to knead it, bake it in the brazier, and there you have it! The Lemphie Muffin! Of course, it won’t have the same taste even if you tried it by yourself. Because I just skipped over like 40 steps in the process of making the muffin. So just come by our bakery to buy some muffins.

– Owner of the Lemphie Muffin, Rempert –

It was a scarlet orange muffin with a funny description.

[Goose Ball]

History: Just like a child rolls a snowball expecting great things, we roll meat to keep your stomach filled! The Goose Ball will be your first priority for you to fulfill your ravenous hunger!

– Gourmet Giornada –

The red sauce was placed on top of round meatballs soaked in oil.

My curiosity about why people loved the mukbangs on <Circuit TV> was completely resolved after seeing these foods.

She took off the Black Mountain leather armor I had given her and sat down in comfortable clothes and shoved a Goose Ball in her mouth. Then she handed me the other one.

I also shoved it in my mouth with no delay.

The minced meat was cooked to a crispy texture, and a crunching sound leaked out of my mouth every time I chewed on it.

And inside the meatball, there came a burst of rich and mild flavor.

We continued to munch on the food, replacing our assessment of the taste with our facial expressions.

The muffin looked similar to the ones we had in real life, but it had a funny shape as it purposefully seemed to not have been baked with a mold.

As I took a large bite of the puffy orange muffin that looked like a mushroom cloud, the cookie-like texture and the taste of an unknown jam wrapped all over the inside of my mouth.

Although it was the first time I ever tried these foods, I accepted them into my mouth without feeling any resistance. It was only after Khea and I finished eating that we shared our thoughts on this pleasant feeling with each other.

It was an immutable law that satiety made people feel good even in the world of virtual reality.

“Khea.”

“Yeah?”

After cleaning up the table, I hurriedly handed over a book to her as she was sitting in front of me on a table placed in the middle of the hall.

[The Bard of Cafera]

It was the book she requested me to find in the All-Intelli. A smile bloomed on her face as soon as she saw it.

“You remembered?”

“Of course.”

Khea took the book and hurriedly opened the cover of the book.

Whispering music started to play from the book.

“This book makes sounds?”

At my question, she slowly nodded her head up and down to the rhythm of the music that was coming from the book.

“It’s a book that contains all the songs from Cafera.”

“Is that person your favorite singer?”

“More like a poet than a singer. And also a musician. So yeah, Cafera is my favorite bard.”

The rhythm of the music was monotonous and yet it was engraved into the deepest part of my brain. I started to shake my head to the rhythm of the music without realizing it.

She seemed to have a shy expression on her face after she watched me do that.

“I’d like to see the bards perform next time if I ever get the chance to.”

“Me too.”

The plays in the world of <Circuit> would be much more interesting than I could imagine.

Soon, Cafera’s melancholic and delicate voice echoed in time to the rhythm.

Khea once again said her thanks and left to pick up her blanket as she listened to the music.

It seemed that it was Khea’s habit to cover herself in a blanket and start reading in a corner of the room. I went back into my room and lay on the bed having seen and experienced so many things in one day in Circuit, which was 8 hours in real life.

Being in Tikris felt like I came on a backpacking trip to Las Vegas.

For a while, I stared at the items I had in my inventory.

I was still able to equip the Attoria’s armor set, but it was my first priority to repair them due to the broken parts of the armor.

In addition, Attoria’s Stigma was starting to get dull. Due to the fierce battle that had taken place, the durability was greatly reduced.

Even if it was a legendary item, there was a limit to its durability.

Moreover, considering that this place was a game, the penalty set by that figure would be very much ruthless.

I had to take care of it seriously. I have confirmed once again that items are by no means permanent.

Next, I summoned the engraved swords.

Sharma’s blades were starting to get as dull as the Attoria’s Stigma, but Korma’s condition was very great.

After checking and touching the items I had for a while, something suddenly came to my mind.

It wasn’t the time for something like this.

I definitely had something I had to do.

I hurriedly pulled out a small portal stone from my inventory.

All – Intelli

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[Translator – Dawn]

[Proofreader – Karane]

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Lavogher’s diary was still sleeping in that place!! I quickly got up from the bed and threw the portal stone. I threw myself at the entrance of the portal like I would do to the door to my room.

I still wasn’t used to the smell of the old paper. I approached the candle with a weak ember, turned on the light, and began to search through the bookshelves again.

It was said that the book was a diary. However, I speculated that it probably won’t have a cover with a title written on it, so I focused mainly on documents made of parchment.

Many and many hours have passed as I went through the parchments on the bookshelves.

I was finally able to find the thing I was looking for.

[The Diary of a Fainthearted Blacksmith]

I carefully unfolded the rolled old parchment.

[First day]

It rained. Heavy raindrops fell like mercury from Lumpau all day. I decided to deal with Mercury from Lumpau today.

To solidify the mercury in Lumpau, which freezes as it heats up, it is necessary to light the ash wood and fan the lonfard nut leaves on it.

I finally completed a dagger made of the mercury of Lumpau. I had to hammer it whooping 12,000 times. It would cause frostbite just by getting sliced by this dagger.

How much would it sell for? I always get a lower price since I’m not making my name known to the people who buy my product. To be honest, I think I am skilled enough to work at the castle as a royal blacksmith.

I guess it’s a sin for me to be born between a dwarf and an elf.

[Second day]

I decided to start on the ‘third task’ after taking a long time. The requester is the first son of the Ironwood family.

He was a rare customer who came to see me stating my name, as I was doing business without revealing my name.

The customer from Lowsvan asked me to make something like the ‘two’ I made earlier.

He already knew that I was going to make something like that product 9 times more.

I am going to use a metal called ‘Siri’s Tears’ as the base for this third product. My god, this thing cost 10k gold for just one drop of it! Of course, I received this from the Ironwood family. Thanks to that, the third one will be forged with even greater quality and completeness.

The base will be Mithril from the Fillard mountain.

This is because the material is the best among Mithrils. In addition, I chose it because it gave off a black luster when it absorbed black smoke.

After hitting for a while, my shoulder stiffened, so I took a 2 hour break.

Three days have passed. Damn. To think that the diary I thought I would write for two days would last for three days.

But at least the product came out really great.

The third engraved sword, ‘Verma’.

[Third day]

A week has passed so that ‘third day’ I wrote above really means nothing now. Anyways, today was a very unfortunate day. A certain crazy drunk guy looked at me and threw a beer mug at me saying I had cursed blood.

Because of that, my lips burst out blood and the blood poured out like a waterfall of Lombarblack.

Fuck.

From now on, I will have to order ingredients from ‘Horace of Olive Leaves’. Either that or I’d have to just get rid of the Radhob Beer that made that madman drunk from this world.

If anyone asked me to make weapons for going on a war against the company that makes Radhob beers, I’d be fucking willing to take that request!

I am even willing to make the ‘4th piece of work’.

[The date is meaningless.]

She’s here. Oh my god, she’s actually here!

My hair was so greasy, and my beard was very rough like the reeds of Fordan, because I hadn’t been taking care of it. But she visited here suddenly.

My beautiful lady asked me to make small scissors for her. And she gave me a smile like a small petal that she always shows only to me.

Alright, let’s make scissors in a hurry!

Should I get the Siri’s Tear?

Or should I collect Mithril from all over the region and make scissors with colorful rainbows by carburizing them?

In the end, she didn’t want the scissors to be too fancy, so I gave her black scissors I made with Mithril from the Fillard mountain.

That scissors will not rust even after a few hundred years.

Like my feelings toward her.

As soon as I read the first page of the diary, golden words suddenly began to appear in my eyes.

[Engraved Sword ‘Vherma’]

Exploration Quest

Difficulty: A+

Track down the third engraved sword ‘Vherma’, the Ironwood family sword of Lowsvan.