Became the Weapon Monopolist of the Gods-Chapter 96: Fairy tale rate

“Phew, phew!”

Baek Seo-rin was caught in the ‘fear of drowning’ and only regained her composure after a delay.

“...Hmm, it seems everyone has overcome their trauma.”

She spoke calmly with a blank expression, pretending as if nothing had happened.

However, everyone had seen her flailing her arms and legs just moments ago, so her expression only turned awkward.

“Then, shall we go for the conquest?”

“Guildmaster, the Black Tower has already been conquered.”

“What!? Who conquered it?”

“They’re coming this way.”

Startled by the news that the Black Tower had been conquered, Baek Seo-rin looked in the direction pointed by her guild member, her eyes widening.

The person she had been searching for was walking out of the temple.

“...Connector!”

 [Black Tower Conquered]

[Conquest Level: SSS]

[You have received the Shard of the Transcendent from the altered world line as a reward.]

As I exited the ◈ Nоvеlіgһт ◈ (Continue reading) temple, the conquest success message for the Black Tower appeared, and the reward was granted.

Ding!

[You have obtained Napoleon’s Shard.]

[Napoleon’s Shard (2/5)]

[When all 5 shards are gathered, you will be able to summon the Transcendent of the altered world line once.]

This time, the shard that appeared was Napoleon’s.

Although shards from Yi Sun-sin or Hercules didn’t show up, I wasn’t bothered.

Since there was no such thing as a total failure in this kind of lottery, I knew that eventually, I would meet all three as I gradually collected them.

‘Just 3 more shards to go.’

With that thought, I looked at my status window.

─Vanesha Walker’s summoning cancellation is available.

Before fighting the Demon, Vanesha’s status was ‘summoning cancellation unavailable,’ but it had changed to ‘summoning cancellation available.’

This likely meant that Vanesha had also overcome her trauma.

I didn’t know what her trauma was, but I was relieved to know she had overcome it on her own.

Still, I wanted to see her status for myself, so I decided to leave the tower immediately.

I could see Baek Seo-rin and the Samdocheon guild members approaching from the opposite direction, but I didn’t pay them any mind. Meeting them would only lead to troublesome matters.

Most importantly, confirming Vanesha’s status was much more important right now.

[Black Tower Conquered]

[Exiting the Gate.]

My vision blurred, and the space shifted.

Vanesha’s trauma stemmed from events in her early childhood that she barely remembered.

She hadn’t even realized it was trauma until it manifested.

─Ba...nesha.

A woman, her body melting like a candle, reached out toward the young Vanesha.

─Come here...

The woman was her biological mother.

To forget their poverty, the woman had infected herself with the Plum Blossom Poison.

Vanesha’s trauma was the sight of her mother, transformed into a monster.

“So this was my trauma.”

─Ba...nesha... my child...

Creeeeak─

The woman’s hand reached out toward Vanesha, but it didn’t touch her. Instead, it was severed.

─Ba, Vanesha...!

Creeeeak─ Creeeeak─

The scissors moved, relentlessly cutting the woman apart.

Whoosh─

Countless threads spread like a net, disassembling the woman’s body.

“......”

The woman was reduced to an unrecognizable form in an instant.

It was both different and similar to the memory from the past.

When she was a girl, it had taken a little longer.

To Eun-gong, she had told the story that the British government had driven away the monster that had been her mother, but the truth was different.

It was Vanesha herself who had killed her mother.

If she hadn’t done that, Vanesha would have been devoured by the monster her mother had become.

The British government’s cleanup crew had arrived afterward.

─Did you kill her?

A familiar voice rang out.

I turned around to see an old man looking at Vanesha.

He wore a brown long coat and white gloves, with scissors in his hand.

The man, who disliked getting blood on his hands, always wore this attire when working.

“Yes.”

Vanesha smiled brightly at the man, unlike her past, when she would respond with a blank face.

─Come with me.

The man turned and walked under a bridge, and the dream ended.

─Trauma ending.

The space that appeared after the trauma ended was a maze-like corridor.

Vanesha, who had been wandering the corridor, accidentally ran into a demon and asked for directions.

As you can see, the result was the demon’s death.

Approaching the fallen demon, Vanesha retrieved the scissors embedded in its chest.

“Hmmm, I didn’t hear where to go.”

Vanesha made a troubled expression, but it didn’t last long.

Suddenly, her vision blurred.

Realizing that it was Seojun exiting the gate, Vanesha smiled.

Soon, a world full of things appeared, and Seojun and Jeanne showed up.

“Vanesha, are you alright?”

Seojun, who immediately asked after seeing her, made her smile.

“Yes, Eun-gong. Nothing happened.”

Vanesha smiled brightly, as usual.

 After conquering the Black Tower, I spent two days resting and preparing.

The two clean phones Kim Ha-yoon sent arrived, so Vanesha and Jeanne now had phones, and most importantly, I purchased the ‘Language Communication Brooch.’

With a ridiculous price of 300 million, I would never have been able to afford it in the past, but now, with the money I was raking in from “Ma-gu,” it wasn’t a problem.

However, I had to move right away the next day.

─Signs of instability in gates worldwide showing simultaneous disruptions...

─The state of domestic gates is also poor, and countermeasures are urgent...

The gate problem was getting more serious, to the point that there were no calm days, so I needed to gather the shards of the Transcendent in preparation for the upcoming Gate Break.

Of course, clearing higher-level gates takes time, so gathering the shards wouldn’t be easy, but fortunately, I had a reliable collaborator.

“Ancestor, it’s been a while. How have you been?”

“Yes, I’ve been well. And you, Rachel?”

“I went to visit my family after conquering the Ma-gyeong.”

Rachel smiled.

She was my reliable collaborator.

I didn’t need to go through the trouble of finding gates, as Rachel had already brought me a list of gates to conquer.

As a bonus, she was also retrieving Napoleon’s relics to gain mana.

“By the way, could you stop calling me ‘ancestor’? It’s a bit burdensome.”

“Oh, I’m sorry. It slipped out of habit.”

“It’s fine.”

“So, why did you come all the way here? I would’ve gone to get you.”

“I can’t always make Rachel come. Sometimes, I need to visit too.”

We were standing in front of Rachel’s house in Gangnam, where she lived. Since Rachel always drove to the antiques shop, this time I decided to visit. The distance wasn’t far, so it was easy.

But Rachel seemed uncomfortable.

She looked as if she had come on a day she wasn’t supposed to.

“Rachel, is something wrong?”

“Oh, it’s nothing.”

‘Something must be wrong.’

Rachel’s honest personality made it easy to read her emotions just by looking at her face.

Even without inviting me in, the fact that we were talking outside was unusual.

“Did someone come inside?”

“How did you know?”

Rachel’s innocent look and wide eyes made me smile wryly.

“I guessed.”

“Seojun’s guess is right. The Elder has come inside.”

It was then that I understood Rachel’s behavior.

The Elder was the highest-ranking member of the family, so even though Rachel was the head of the Bonaparte family, the Elder couldn’t be treated casually.

“Would you like to move to another place if you’re uncomfortable?”

“No, it’s fine. I had already prepared a list of gates to conquer, knowing that you would contact me.”

As expected, Rachel was always thorough in her preparations.

“Well then, let’s talk while going.”

“Yes, understood.”

Just as Rachel was about to move to the garage to drive, a voice came from inside.

“You came to Korea and are still playing with those kids’ games.”

An elderly man with gray hair and attendants came out.

‘That must be the Elder.’

The man with blue eyes looked like he was related to Rachel by blood.

Rachel’s expression hardened at his words.

“Kids’ games? It’s collecting the Bonaparte family’s legacy.”

“What’s the point of gathering a legacy that you can’t even use?”

“If we leave it alone, harm will come from it.”

There were countless Napoleon relics scattered throughout the world.

If one of the relics that Napoleon valued highly fell into the hands of a monster or a demon, it would be a disaster.

The relics with corrupted mana could be used by demons to some extent.

This was why Rachel was going around collecting Napoleon’s relics.

The Elder seemed displeased by this.

“I won’t interfere with the head of the family collecting those relics, but you will need to show results at the upcoming meeting.”

“I know.”

Rachel’s expression darkened.

The Elder passed by her, ignoring her expression.

“It seems like things aren’t going well.”

“It’s not good. The Elder doesn’t like that I’m the head of the family.”

I asked, seeing Rachel’s dark expression.

“So, what does it mean that I need to show results at the meeting?”

“The meeting is the Bonaparte family’s council. I need to show the progress of the ‘assimilation rate.’”

“Assimilation rate?”

“It’s a term that shows how much Napoleon’s relics can be assimilated with the user’s mana.”

According to Rachel’s explanation, Napoleon’s relics could only activate their powers when their mana wavelength matched.

The term that described the degree of this matching was ‘assimilation rate.’

Unfortunately, Rachel’s assimilation rate was quite low.

“My assimilation rate is just over 20%.”

I frowned in confusion.

“Only 20%?”

“Yes. That’s why the Elder doesn’t like me.”

Rachel was an awakened individual who could show great power even without relying on relics.

But in the Bonaparte family, which was focused on lineage, Rachel’s low assimilation rate made her unacknowledged.

On top of that, since the Bonaparte family valued ‘firepower,’ Rachel, who used a sword, was bound to fall out of favor with the elders.

But the more I listened, the more questions I had.

‘That seems like a high rate...’

From my perspective, Rachel’s mana had a very good compatibility with Napoleon’s relics.

Much better than that Elder who just passed by.

This was something I knew better than anyone, as I had been using Napoleon’s Rifle for a long time and had seen Napoleon himself.

Rachel was the one who inherited Napoleon’s blood more than anyone else.

“How much time is left until the meeting?”

“About six months.”

“There’s still plenty of time.”

“Yes, but the assimilation rate can’t be improved just by wanting it to.”

That was why Rachel’s expression had darkened.

Mana wavelengths are something you are born with; you can’t just match them if you want to.

But this case was a bit special.

Rachel’s potential was high, and I was the user of Napoleon’s Rifle.

“I think I can help with that.”

“Huh?”

“I’ll help increase your assimilation rate.”

“!”

Rachel’s eyes widened in surprise as she looked at me.