I Became a 6★ Gacha Character - Chapter 278: Southern End Request 3

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The lord of Antibes was a veteran who embodied both literary and martial virtues.

Despite being over seventy, he had reached the superior levels (4★), boasted muscles that would make any young person envious thanks to his constant training, and could hold his own in discussions with the highly learned bishops of the temple on theology.

Moreover, he had fostered friendship with the villages of barbarian warriors through southern traditional wrestling, making one wonder just how many people he had won over with his tongue and muscles alone.

Perhaps he built his connections while blacksmithing with the temple knights.

If it’s not through blood relations, hometown connections, or smoking, but through a gym, what should we call it?

“Following the Goddess’s will, we’ve been busy spreading love and training, yet there are those who engage in such vile and sinister schemes… I implore you, hero!”

After receiving further explanation from the shimmering muscles, a butler who had been slowly approaching spoke up, mentioning that it would be difficult to find one’s way outside the lord’s lands and offered to provide a guide.

Considering the dense trees seen on the way here, finding one’s way could indeed be challenging before even reaching the jungle or swamp.

This was because the paths were barely more than small trails blazed through by the bodies of barbarian warriors, in a land yet untouched by development.

Following these barely-there trails formed by human feet through the dense forest, one reached the jungles where the barbarian warriors’ villages were.

It was a tropical rainforest so overgrown that vines had to be cut away to proceed.

Venturing there without a guide would be like suicide.

“Understood, we’ll set out right away….”

“Yes, I appreciate it. And for accommodation… Bastive? Please prepare a room in the annex of the mansion.”

The butler, referred to by the lord of Antibes as Bastive, bowed deeply and naturally opened the door to the drawing-room.

His not leaving the room suggested the guide was already on standby.

Following Bastive outside the drawing room, someone was seen standing at the entrance of the mansion.

Obviously the guide, but even from a distance, the muscular torso and tattoos painted in red dye were striking.

The viewers, full of anticipation, were visibly disappointed.

“Good day-”

“This is Silbang, who will be your guide, hero.”

The guide, a converted barbarian warrior or possibly of mixed heritage, spoke with a slight awkwardness.

With broad shoulders, a thick chest, and tattoos, it brings to mind that …bald actor[1].

He had an air of kindness, much like a Samoan or Mongolian, with long curly hair that fell to his waist, somewhat resembling a Disney animated character.

One thing was for sure, if this had been Heroines Chronicle instead of Heroes Chronicle, there might have been accusations of plagiarism.

-Where did my close-up program of glistening abs go?

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-Look at those barbarian eyes

-Check out the width and thickness of that chest, I actually like it better.

“Hey, quiet down. Wow, this guy’s definitely got at least three stars as a base. Is there something like a natural strength for barbarians? Like a class itself being strong?”

While I wondered if Disney’s legal team could rescue me from crossing dimensions, the story quickly progressed.

A tiresome carriage ride ended, and Han Se-ah, eager to move on to quests rather than explore the town, synergized well with Silbang’s proactive barbarian warrior attitude.

They started moving straight ahead without dallying on accommodations, meals, or small talk about the case, with her quietly following along.

The guide led, the hero followed, and there was no reason for us to interfere.

Grace, Katie, and Irene began to follow Han Se-ah, taking up the rear.

With the camera now focused on Silbang, it was easier to sneak in some web surfing.

“This way, hero.”

“Wow, it’s so dense. It’s hard to even find animal trails.”

As soon as we left the mansion and headed outside the lord’s lands, we were immediately surrounded by dense forest.

Even before reaching the jungle terrain, thick trees densely populated the area, making it impossible for a carriage to even enter.

Following Silbang, our group had to sidestep, indicating even horses couldn’t make it through.

Still, Silbang pressed on without seeming to watch out for any giant insects, suggesting we hadn’t entered their territory yet.

Grace marveled at how naturally Silbang moved through the dark, sunless forest, as if he was strolling through his front yard.

“It seems like growing up in a place like this makes him even better than most hunters…”

“Thank you.”

“Oh, you heard that…”

What surprised Grace wasn’t in a bad way but rather impressive: without armor, Silbang’s body was even thicker than mine, yet he moved nimbly through the trees.

It was an impressive sight, resembling a gorilla in the best sense.

After a while walking on the forest trail:

“…Hmm? There’s something. It’s strange.”

Silently moving along, Silbang suddenly grabbed onto a log and started climbing up swiftly.

With his broad back disappearing upwards, Han Se-ah panicked and drew her staff, while Katie moved forward, joining Grace and Irene around Han Se-ah.

Light magic was naturally invoked, illuminating the dark forest, and everyone started to form up, though Grace hadn’t called anything out.

With the guide setting the mood, everyone prepared for battle with a look of alertness on their faces.

However, the mood changed when Silbang jumped down from the tree, revealing what he found in his hand, leaving everyone with an indescribable expression.

“What’s this doing here?”

In his thick palm rested a rhinoceros beetle, about the size of Grace’s fist, sitting quietly.

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The beetle, with its moss-colored shell and a bright, tiny flower blooming at the tip of its significant horn, looked more beautiful and cute than disgusting, melting away the tension among the group.

“This one lives deep in the swamp. There’s no food for it in the forest.”

“Oh, is that so?”

Following Silbang’s words, it felt like a clue for a quest.

The viewers speculated about a witch being the culprit, reminiscent of witch hunts in virtual reality games, especially since a beetle from the swamp where the witch resided had appeared in the forest around the territory.

Wondering the same, Han Se-ah put the beetle into a glass jar and slipped it into her inventory for the Magic Tower.

Although it was a living creature, it obediently went in as if treated as a quest item.

“The beetle vanished? The hero, a witch?”

“Not a witch, a mage.”

“Witch, mage, is there a difference?”

“Um… I guess not?”

Silbang looked surprised, sparking an off-topic conversation.

In the setting of Heroines Chronicle, mages conducted research and used systematically managed magic, often documented in papers, whereas witches used spells closer to folk beliefs and sorcery.

If this distinction held, they could be a bit troublesome to deal with.

As seen with Han Se-ah’s learned magic, mages utilized mana to conjure things like sparks, lightning, water droplets, spheres of light, or acid, directing them as needed.

However, the spells used by witches were closer to sorcery, involving transformations into frogs or sheep, or various curses and debuffs…

It’s like they lack a fundamental concept.

‘It’s always been this way in Heroines Chronicle…’

When mages appeared, their illustrations prompted reactions like “Ice sh*t game, fire extreme damage, why does electrocution work so well?” before the character was even released, unlike witches.

There were instances where a witch boiling something in a pot was thought to be a poison character but turned out to be a healer, or riding a broom with a familiar wasn’t a summoner but a curse debuff character—characters shrouded in mystery until their skills and stats were revealed.

If the witches in the swamp resembled those in Heroines Chronicle, they could indeed be troublesome opponents.

While I could rely on divine energy, the rest of the group depended solely on Irene’s holy techniques.

“If we go this way, we’ll come across a resting place. It’s a cabin we built.”

“Ah, it’s not a distance we can cover in just one day.”

“Right, we can’t move quickly through such dense forests and jungles.”

While thinking this and following the group, the view suddenly opened up.

The dense trees had been completely cleared, and the roots on the ground pulled out, creating an artificially made clearing with a modest wooden cabin resembling a hunter’s lodge.

Silbang strode forward and checked the door handle, looking for signs of previous visitors.

“No one’s here. Let’s go in.”

“Ah, then I’ll start a fire in front of the cabin. It’s more convenient to prepare the meal outside.”

Despite being a bit worn, the cabin, frequented by many, was dust-free.

The first day in the South seems to have gone smoothly.

“…What are you doing?”

“Muscle training.”

Apart from Silbang starting to deadlift logs outside the cabin, it was an ordinary day.

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[1. raei: the Rock]

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