Strange means of a rare grade job[4]
[Ace POV],
There is an old adage that has been passed down through the ages: kill the head of an army to destroy it.
In this case, the head could be the king, generals, or army heroes who boost morale, and in my case, the head is the oil puppeteer who keeps making oil puppets.
This thought process caused me to attack the oil puppeteer before he created enough puppets to make the fight more one-sided.
As these thoughts ran through my head, the oil puppeteer who had been kneeling before stood up with great agility as blood slowly dripped from his mouth looking at the pool of blood that was on the spot he had been kneeling before, I couldn't help but think that he was more injured than he appeared to be and I thought he was.
But, looking back, isn't the primordial chronicle a little cuny, even sinister?
When I told Emma how the quest would have progressed if she hadn't been the abnormally here, it was only now that I realized this quest-like trap the primordial chronicle gave us as a quest for this dungeon.
For one thing, if the quest had progressed normally, as I believe it was intended to if I was alone, it would have been me finding traces of the merchant doing on the fifth day after the little girl's disappearance, and if I was quick, I would have rescued the girl who would still die. Following this, the primordial chronicle panel would appear in front of me and inform me that the quest status was complete and knowing me, I would have immediately set out to this cemetery, most likely on the sixth day, because I was certain I was going to use the little girl as an experiment to test the limits of my pills.
Then comes the quest trap, because by the seventh day, which was the last day to complete this quest, the oil puppeteer might have fully healed himself, and my coming here at that point was essentially to court death.
For one thing, the oil puppeteer would not look like this at the time and would resemble someone who might die from blood loss rather than an external factor and would be healthier.
Aside from that, his Level is higher than mine, even if I use my accumulated level-ups.
After all, despite his non-combat job, he was still a genuine rank 1 specie.
Then there's his job, and since I don't have Emma's light element to one-shot them, I was pretty sure I'd die that day.
I can't get away from the oil puppeteer, nor can I defeat him.
Aside from the quest trap, there was another thing that made things appear balanced, and that was the oil puppeteer's injury.
Now everything makes sense.
The seven days allotted to us to complete the quest were not chosen at random.
One reason was the difficult quest, and the other was the cemetery, which held the mastermind responsible for the village's disappearance.
The primordial chronicle may have set the timer and made it last so long because it was a timer for the oil puppeteer, who was the real deal in the quest to fully heal.
The timer was basically set for us because if we finished the quest on the seventh day, we wouldn't have to meet the oil puppeteer and would have to finish the quest that way, and if we finished the quest within three days of the quest started, we would still have time to come here and battle the oil puppeteer.
In a sense, the timer was like one set for us to defeat the oil puppeteer, and the closer the timer goes to its destined moment, the less chance we have of defeating the oil puppeteer.
Finally, the reason I called this quest a trap is that, given the state of the oil puppeteer, the only time one has a chance of defeating the oil puppeteer is three days starting from the time we appeared, and it's nearly impossible to complete the quest content in three days.
This quest is similar to a maze in which the entrance is also the exit, but you are unaware of this because it is impossible to start the maze without moving from the entrance while in reality, you were drifting away from the exit.
As I thought of these things and was still charging at the oil puppeteer, he suddenly started making signs with his hands as the scroll on the ground and the brush in front of him suddenly moved to his back at a rapid pace as the scroll faced me.
Only now did I also see the surface of the scroll, which had various images drawn on it with some kind of black liquid.
It's also worth noting that the images drawn on the scroll were recognizable because they were all similar to the oil puppets I was fighting earlier.
Though I was paying attention to the scroll and the brush hovering behind the oil puppeteer, my main focus was still on the oil puppeteer as we got closer, only a dozen meters separated us, but even with such a short distance, the oil puppeteer was still faster as his hands began to glow and were coated in some sort of black aura.
It was identical to the one that had coated the large brush.
But that wasn't the point; the point was that before I could reach the oil puppeteer, he suddenly used his hands, which were coated in black aura, to draw in the air, while the brush hovering at his back followed his movement and began drawing on the scroll as the black liquid that had previously gathered on the surface of the scroll gathered towards it.
But that wasn't the main point, it was the image drawn on the scroll at breakneck speed.
It had the appearance of an eastern dragon.
When I saw this, I heard the voice of the oil puppeteer.
"Origin Ability: Materialize"
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