Nam Sung - Moonlight Sculptor Volume 16

— Phoenix has grown.

Taking in the life source of its brethren, its Health has increased by 2.8 times and its Mana has increased by 2.2 times.

— Level has increased by 67.

— The Unquenchable Fire attribute has changed; it has changed to the Power to Dominate Fire.

The Phoenix's mountainous, broad shoulders and large head became as slim as a crane's. It landed on the ground as its bright red tail feathers fluttered.

Arson had reduced the Embinyu Fortress into a sea of flames. The Phoenix glanced lightly the blazing citadel. When it did so, the flames subsided on their own!

It had expressed its Power to Dominate all fire.

— I will engrave into your bones the meaning of true violence, fear, and the horrible price of messing with a Dragon…

The Black Imoogi's words slowly trickled to a stop.

The majesty of the newly born Phoenix was not normal. Bingryong and the Phoenix. The contrasting two ice and fire monsters were glaring at it. It wouldn't be afraid if its body was in normal condition, but it was no exaggeration to call it a critically ill patient right now!

The Black Imoogi naturally continued to talk.

— It's not like I don't have the desire to beat it into you, but in this Versailles Continent where we live together, we must maintain consideration and care for the weak as well as the peace. Let's end this pointless fight here, I have something urgent to do, so I'm going back now.

The Black Imoogi turned around. It looked like it was obviously rushing off!

Before it could even take two steps, Weed spoke. “Hey, you.”

The Black Imoogi ignored him and kept walking.

“Hey, come over here.”

The Black Imoogi conveyed its words without turning its head.

— Say why you're telling me to go there?

“Where are you going.”

— I'm going home.

“Are you joking? Come back here.”

— There's something I have to do in a hurry…

The Black Imoogi really did not want to go back. However, when Bingryong and the Phoenix approached, it returned to its original location.

— To be honest, haven't I fought really hard after suddenly being summoned? I killed a lot of bad guys and helped you, so I shall go back now.

The Black Imoogi's sensible logic was this: it was going home since it had finished the work entrusted to it.

Anyone with a conscience wouldn't be able to treat a monster that had spent its body and helped out roughly.

Since the Black Imoogi was outstandingly intelligent, it conveyed an effective and convincing situation, but Weed cut him down explicitly.

“It may have been easy for you to come here, but you need my permission to leave.”

— Such an unfair law is…

“The law is far and the knife is close. This earth was originally like that. You have a Dragon Heart, right?”

— I'm still young so I don't have such a thing yet.

A premature fake Dragon!

“You might have it, though. Has the area around your heart been warm sometimes, or have you ever felt strength coming from it?”

— Urk, don't even! I've got low blood pressure, so it's hard to rise every morning. Sometimes I have trouble breathing too…

“So you'll have no regrets even if you die.”

Weed brought down the conclusion he had decided on beforehand. A chance to catch a boss monster was rare, so to simply send it off was out of the question.

'Bingryong has probably recovered a lot, too.' He had simply dragged on the time with conversation to give Bingryong a break.

The Black Imoogi's eyes flashed terrifyingly. It had suppressed its nature as a violent monster, and had endured more than enough.

— KUAK! I will kill you all!

The Imoogi raised its tail and struck out at Bingryong. It was a sharp surprise attack, but they were prepared.

“Sculpting Blade!”

Weed rushed in with his sword, and Bingryong and the Phoenix also assaulted. The barbarians had also recovered from their state of panic and were now supporting them with magic and arrows, which was much better than not having them at all. The Salmere Tribe showed the Imoogi a taste of their sharp, wedged arrowheads.

As the Imoogi leapt up and tumbled, it crushed the Embinyu Fortress' walls and destroyed its spire.

After about 30 minutes of frenzies combat, Bingryong tore into the Imoogi's nape, and the Phoenix pecked it torso with its beak.

The Imoogi's massive health was reaching rock bottom.

“Kaiser Sword!”

Weed stabbed his sword into the crown of the Imoogi's head, the fatal weak point Weed had discovered through the battle. That was the sole place where even the Imoogi's sturdy scales that were reminiscent of a Dragon's skin were ineffective.

— KYAAAOOO.

The Black Imoogi suddenly disappeared from their eyes.

Level has increased.

Level has increased.

Level has increased.

— The Imoogi Freykis has lived a long life and has entered eternal rest.

For an unsurpassable achievement, Fame has increased by 760.

The stats of everyone who participated in the battle have increased by 3.

The muscular savages that were reminiscent of barbarians raised their weapons and shouted a battle cry.

“We won!”

“This is the result of combining our strength.”

“Our great commander Weed led the battle to victory! Hurrah!”

— You have acquired a new title, Commander who Hunted the Imoogi.

Influence when commanding soldiers has increased by 35 %.

Maximum loyalty has improved, the effect when training troops has been raised to a max of 20 %.

The strength and mobility of the army you command in battle will increase by 3 %.

When hunting monsters of a lower level than the Imoogi, soldiers will never cower.

It was a tremendous achievement, but Weed did not take credit for it alone.

“Bingryong.”

“Speak, Master.”

“You worked hard. It's all thanks to you.”

“Thanks for the recognition, Master.”

Bingryong had cracks on every corner of his body from the tough battle as he replied with a haggard look.

“Phoenix.”

“Yes, Master.”

“It's regretful that your brothers were lost. I was able to survive thanks to that, but it would have been better if I had been the one to die; my heart is torn. But because you did the work of your other brothers, I am comforted. You have truly suffered much hardship.”

“I will continue to devote myself in the future as well.”

“Yellowy.”

“What is it, Master?”

“I am watching over you as you constantly labor behind the scenes. Yellowy, you are such a faithful and competent fellow.”

Weed stroked Yellowy's head. Since it wasn't something that cost money, he made do with words of praise.

'I've got to at least reward them for their merits.'

There was no need to hold back on giving praise.

Of course, he monopolized the items from the Imoogi.

— You have acquired Jorudia's Signet.

— You have acquired 8 diamonds.

— You have acquired Isuren's Magic Weapon #3.

The Imoogi did not have many items. However, depending on the appraised price, the diamonds could go from 1,000 to thousands of gold.

“I can get roughly 10 thousand gold each for diamonds like these.”

Jorudia's Signet was the seal of a now vanished Kingdom's lord. Owning it raised Fame by 150. Besides that, there was no telling if it had antique value or it was a quest item someone needed.

“If there is someone who needs it, they'll appear in the auction site sometime. Since I don't need Fame, it'll be good to sell it off when I need money.”

Isuren's Magic Weapon was a product of the talented master craftsman and Enchanter, Jerome Isuren.