Chapter 757

Chapter 757

Arcane Sniper 757

Sa-ahak, sa-a-ahak, sa-a-a-ahak...

“Could this be it?”

With each letter he followed, chills ran down his body. With a level of concentration that made it seem like he could see the letters, he could do nothing but stare blankly at the invisible wall.

I will never forget, even in death.

Until I kill all the Krabavi! For all the Panrind compatriots!

-Shimo-

“Is this a message left by the White Reaper? Was this the room where the execution was carried out before?”

He vaguely understood.

“My origin! They asked to find out if I am from Panrind! If that’s the case, it’s easy! It means that the current current ghost of the White Reaper won’t attack because it’s Panrind. Because he is of Panrind descent.”

Perhaps Middle Earth had lured 『qualified individuals』 to this place from the beginning, just like a quest. No matter how advanced the artificial intelligence was, it was ultimately limited to NPCs. The limitations were clear even in the questions.

Leeha didn’t know at first, but at this moment, he realized that he had solved the problem himself and reached the next one.

“It was like that from the beginning. I remember the consistent ‘words’ that Mikhail, as well as the investigators who arrested and dragged me to Hamina Castle or prison, used in response to all the questions I asked here.”R/ê/Ad lateSt ch/a/pters at novelhall.com Only

Even when asked about the White Reaper, their reactions were always the same.

『Human hunter』. They only referred to Shimo as a Human Flesh Hunter. It wasn’t even a name, and it wasn’t White Reaper. It couldn’t be anything else! They were all –

The forever cursed past Krabavi nation and the current residents of the Krabavi region.

Weren’t they all the Giant race, the NPCs?

“Does that mean the current restless White Reaper’s Ghost is related to regional and racial discrimination issues?”

Shwoaaa...!

A hologram window appeared before him.

『I took action. I had no choice but to-1』

Description: The Krabavi had countless opportunities to accept our goodwill. However, they insulted our brothers and sisters and committed despicable acts against weak and innocent compatriots. They would not know. How much we endured, and how. Someone must tell them, no matter who it is, even if they wear the devil’s disguise.

The deep-rooted grudge of the Panrind nation’s hero, the White Reaper, prevented his flesh from resting even in death. Meet the White Reaper’s Ghost, who acts with only one determination, to guide him to eternal rest. But remember, only those acknowledged by him can meet him.

Content: Meet the White Reaper’s Ghost and listen to his story Reward: I took action. I had no choice but to-2

Condition for Failure: Death by the White Reaper

On failure: 『Resurrected White Reaper』

Cancel, return to the original quest route- Will you accept it?

As Leeha stared at the quest window with a heavy heart, his eyes widened.

“Huh? Wh-what, wh-what!? What! What!”

He stuttered, unable to say anything besides “what.”

The quest content was simple. However, the rewards and failure penalty caught Leeha’s attention.

The reward was a linked quest! But the failure penalty...

“Resurrected White Reaper ‘Cancellation’? Quest route restored to its original state?!”

Leeha had never received a quest called “Resurrected White Reaper.”

Moreover, the expression “quest route restored to its original state” was puzzling! Even Leeha, who had experienced Middle Earth in all its strangeness through various means, had only seen it once before.

Descendants of the Three Musketeers, 『when it hits...』

Leeha saw that test only during that time. Moreover, he had only experienced something related to resurrection once, when he used the Myth-grade item, easter Egg, to resurrect Blaugrunn, which was only capable of completely reviving NPCs.

Leeha tried to calm his trembling body but it wasn’t easy. He had only come to find a Legendary Sniper at first. He hoped to gain some knowledge that would help him in combat since the rifle was modeled after a legendary sniper.

But this... what was this?

“Yes, that’s correct. That’s the area where the Human Flesh Hunter was executed and abandoned.”

The surroundings were heavily guarded, with giant scouts monitoring for any individuals or troublemakers entering the area. The high walls and steel doors were there to prevent the escape of the White Reaper’s Ghost, or perhaps to keep the residents of Panrind out. Whatever the reason, it was not important to Leeha. What mattered was that he had to enter that place now.

“Phew... Am I really going to meet the senior?”

Leeha and Blaugrunn got off the carriage. The vigilant southern giants flinched momentarily at the sight of the humans but remained silent after seeing Leeha with the other giants.

“Open the door.”

“But... We cannot enter this place. I’ve already told you.”

“I know, so open it.”

With a flash of his eyes, Leeha compelled the giant to unlock the iron door. The rusty lock creaked open. It was already known by those who had come this far – this was the secret space being concealed in Shazrashian, the place where the White Reaper’s Ghost came out. Many giants who entered to catch him had perished there. However, Leeha had to go in. To meet the White Reaper in person and resolve his grudge. Well, more accurately, to receive compensation.

The iron door closed. Leeha heard the giants outside grumbling, but he paid them no mind. Taking out the crystal ball to save the location, the search for the White Reaper began.

“Blaugrunn, always keep the shield up. Especially in the area of your Dragon Heart, double and triple it.”

As soon as Leeha stepped into the dungeon, he could feel the air change.

“What? Weren’t we here to find a human ghost anyway?”

“I doubt you’ll listen to me anyways. You might as well walk by my side.”

“Understood.”

“If it gets too dangerous, we’ll teleport right away.”

“Yes.”

Blaugrunn cast a barrier spell on Leeha and himself.

Leeha began by cautiously surveying the surroundings with slow steps. In the past, carriages used to pass through narrow paths with hills on both sides. Between the hills covered with deciduous trees in the distance, there was a fence that could have served as the outer wall of a village.

‘This must be the first point. Watching from above the hills on both sides... Isn’t that too fast?’

Unless there was a large-scale attack planned, being this close to the entrance is too risky. If Leeha were the White Reaper, they wouldn’t aim for a sniper shot from such a close range.

“Not only knights but also professions like giant mages came to collect the ghost of White Reaper. If that’s the case, aiming for a sniper shot from that location is too close. If even one mage misses, the White Reaper themselves will-”

Kaaaah———

“Ugh!”

“Ha, Leeha-nim!”

As Leeha walked while looking around, their body was thrown backwards. Blaugrunn tried to approach swiftly, but Leeha pushed him away.

“To the hill! Let’s go to the hill on the opposite side, behind the left slope!”

“What? But-”

Kaaaah———!

“... Haa!”

Blaugrunn, who had been hesitating and stepping back, shook his head vigorously. Unable to regain his balance, he ended up rolling a full circle before quickly moving towards the location Leeha had mentioned.

Leeha, still in the same position they fell in, lowered his body and hid beneath the slope on the opposite side from Blaugrunn.

“Haa, haa. Blaugrunn-ssi! Are you okay?”

“I’m fine! And you, Leeha-nim? You were knocked down in a single hit!”

“I’m fine! I didn’t take any damage, so don’t worry!”

However, Leeha’s heart was racing like crazy. The pulsating heartbeats felt as if they were about to explode, a clear indicator of Leeha’s recent state.

“I would’ve died. If it weren’t for Blaugrunn’s shield, I would’ve died. And yet, it was strong enough to withstand a single blow?

The rapid heartbeat wasn’t due to the relief of surviving or the fact that they had spotted the White Reaper.

‘Where... did it come from?”

The fear of not being able to spot someone aiming for their life. That was what made Leeha’s heart race. The fear of becoming a target after always being the sniper was beyond imagination. (To be continued... )