I Became a Level -99 Vicious Lord

Chapter 63

The Holy Relic was an item that was a key level element of the game <Territory Wars>

How important it is, How it’s used determines the rise and fall of power.

So, If you play the game with any of the 100 Lords, play the main characters route and follow the game scenario, you will be given a chance to acquire the Holy Relic at least once.

At least once in the whole game scenario.

At most, even five or more for other Lord characters.

The same goes for the Chieftain of the Kongurat Tribe, one of the playable characters among the 100 Lords in the game.

The Scripture of Reconciliation that Otto was looking for was a sacred object that could be obtained by playing the game as the monarch character, Chief Kongurat.

In fact, pioneering the northern trade route was the responsibility of the Chief Kongurat, not Otto de Scuderia.

After pioneering and establishing the trade route to the north, the Chief obtains the Scripture of Reconciliation and unifies the Haver Prairie through the use of its power.

After that, the Chieftain who advanced to the continent is reborn as [The Great Conqueror Khan], a conquering monarch who conquered the most extensive lands and territory in history.

This is the normal route scenario of Chief Kongurat.

The problem here is that Otto pioneered the northern trade route very early in order to rapidly develop Lota Territory.

Thanks to this, Chief Kongurat was able to get a clue about the Scripture of Reconciliation in such a short time, and came to Lucerne here.

‘It’s a butterfly effect.’

Otto realized that the exploration of the northern trade route had created unexpected variables for him.

‘But is this too fast?’

As it was originally, the Kongurat Tribe would normally take awhile before they found any clue about this relic.

However, this exact encounter meant that the movement of the Kongurat Tribe was faster than Otto expected.

‘After all, it’s not a game now, but reality?’

Otto reminded himself once again that playing the game and the current reality of his life won’t match 100 percent due to certain variables.

‘I’ll have to be more careful in the future.’

Wouldn’t it be troublesome if a bigger butterfly effect occurs and unforeseen variables that even Otto couldn’t imagine occur?

‘Anyway, Because he’s a trash character without any holy relic, so he’s tired of thinking of ways of staying alive all the time.’

Is Otto de Scuderia the worst trash character for nothing?

Of the 100 monarchs available, Otto de Scuderia was the only one who did not have a single holy relic that could be acquired.

So, inevitably he had no choice but to intercept the holy relic that appeared in the scenario of another monarch character.

‘Ugh. Even if you possess any of the monarchs, do you really have to possess this kind of garbage luck? Possessing a fraudulent character is not enough…’

At that time.

*Thud!*

A man with a truly gigantic stature entered the tavern.

‘Ahh. He came here personally.’

Otto recognized him at a glance due to his size.

He is one of the 100 monarch characters, a warrior with potential who may later earn the honorable title of [Khan the Great Conqueror].

‘Sigh’

The Chieftain of the Kongurat Tribe, Amukhan had set foot here in Lucerne to obtain the Scripture of Reconciliation.

* * *

“Oh? How big is that guy?”

As soon as Kairos saw Amukhan, he showed great curiosity.

A man among men.

It was clear that he was attracted to Amukhan, who looked manly befitting Kairos interest, the former emperor of the martial arts.

“Don’t look at me.”

Otto cautioned Kairos.

“I easily get tired when I make eye contact.”

“What makes you tired?”, Questioned by Kairos.

“It’s a fight.”

“Tsk! Who dares to quarrel with Me!”

“You die then.”

The reason Otto warned Kairos like that was that he could really die.

The Kongurat Tribe was basically very warlike and once they got into a fight, you’ll definitely see lots of bloodshed.

It didn’t just end in a gang fight, it was because they are used to fighting until someone’s head fell off and died.

“Everyone had a hard time coming this far. You will be tired for the rest of the journey, so eat, drink and rest to your heart’s content tonight. Do you understand?”

“Yes! Chieftain!”

Amukhan had a huge drinking party with the 50 warriors he had brought.

“What? That’s great.”

After talking to himself like that, Otto was about to leave with his comrades.

“Let’s go”

“Yes, Your Highness”

“Are you not coming?” Otto asked Kairos.

“You guys go ahead, I will drink more and then head back later.”

“Hey”

Otto rolled his eyes.

“Don’t go and fight for nothing, head back quietly after drinking, okay?”

“What kind of accident do I get? I’ve never hit you or something!”

“Oh, sometimes, Let’s head up then”

“Didn’t you say you’d quickly head back to rest after I drank a bit more?”

“Ugh. Drink in moderation and come up afterwards. Don’t get into any sort of trouble.”

Otto was annoyed but decided to leave Kairos alone.

Because he knew that Kairos wasn’t someone who would listen to constant nagging.

‘Let’s see.’

Otto headed to the guest room upstairs, vowing that if he ever became stronger, he would have to fix Kairo’s attitude.

“Now what? Doesn’t the current mission seem lively because a competitor has appeared?”

“Hmm. Rather good”

Otto smiled at Camille’s question.

“Yes?”

“I rather like the current situation.”

“… ?”

“Turning the current crisis into an opportunity!”

Otto shouted exuberantly and then lay flat on the bed.

The next morning.

As soon as Otto woke up, he went to Erickson’s room.

“Blech, My stomach hurts.”

Erickson greeted Otto with a frown on his usual arrogant face, probably because he had drunk too much the day before.

“Eat some of this.”

“Hmm?”

“You need to unwind”

“You are a well mannered person.”

Erickson seemed to be in a good mood when Otto offered him some warm soup.

“By the way, how far did I say yesterday? I don’t really remember because I was too drunk at the time.”

“That is ….”

Otto told Erickson about the conversation they had the night before.

“This, I’ve said everything I couldn’t say back then.”

“It’s okay, It was a good time to what the story of the one who has the Hand of the Creator.”

“Is it? Mmmm”

“By the way.”, Otto looked at Erickson’s eyes and quietly raised his luck.

“If you don’t mind, Can I make a suggestion to you, Erickson?”

“Huh? What is?”

“It seems I may have a way for Erickson to return back to your tribe. And also be able to mine that new material too.”

“Is that really true?”, Questioned Erickson.

“Why would I lie to you.”

“What is that method! Quickly share it if you do that, I will definitely repay you without holding back any sort of favor.”

Dwarves were a race with severe personality flaws, but that didn’t mean they had only bad points.

Dwarves were also a race with a pretty good personality, never forgetting kindness and repaying it many times over.

So, Erickson’s words that he would not forget the favor and repay it were almost a 100% reliable and guaranteed check.

“Great! This is a very good opportunity for you.”

“What is it? I will do anything!”

“I’m going to tell you now, so listen carefully. As for the situation now…”

Then, tempting suggestions began to flow and ebb from Otto’s mouth.

A very sweet offer that Erickson, exiled from his Dwarf village will never refuse.

* * *

“What? Is he dead?”

Otto, who had been talking privately with Erickson earlier, frowned at Kairos sprawled out form on the bed.

“How much did you drink last night? Feh!”

Otto shook at the moment. He almost fainted at the smell of the alcohol that was wafting on Kairos.

The smell of alcohol was so strong that just the smell of it made him dizzy.

“Why is he like this? Did you indulge in alcohol all night?”

“I asked the owner and he said he had finished drinking all the alcohol in this inn.”

Camille answered Otto’s question.

“All that much alcohol?”

“Yes, After His Highness and I came up to sleep, Kairos sat together with Amukhan and had a drinking contest.”

“I see, go on”

“According to the owner, Amukhan was the first to drop and passed out, but the Elder Kairos also passed out after him.”

“Looks like he won then.”

“It looks like that.”

“They truly are great. Tsk tsk.”

Otto clicked his tongue.

“Even if you risk your life to live, it’s an idiotic game. Would you risk your life on that much alcohol and make a childish bet? Not even kids would do that.”

If ordinary people had drank like Kairos, it was clear that they would have lost their lives due to alcohol poisoning.

“Aren’t you happy with this? That you didn’t have to fight them?”

The problem is that even Otto didn’t know that the result of the drinking contest would waste up to three days.

“Great. I almost died.”

Kairos barely got up after three days.

“Keugh.:

Kairos grabbed his stomach and went down to the bar on the first floor and joined Otto, Camille and Erickson at the table.

“Glad you’re finally here. How are you?”

“Jim is fine. I just slept for a long time because I was tired.”

Although he was bluffing, kairos was actually close to dying.

His stomach is hurting.

He was quite hungry due to not eating anything for the past three days and his complexion was pale because he suffered from a terrible hangover.

No matter how much mana he used to burn the alcohol in his body, he was paying a price for drinking beyond his limit.

“Are you really okay?”

“Yes, yes!”

“Then shall we have a drink?”

“W-what?”

“Let’s have a drink now. Aren’t you the one saying that alcohol is the best cure for hangovers? You can start now while it’s early in the morning.”

“T-that”

Kairos hesitated, sweating profusely at Otto’s provocation.

If it was the same as usual, He would have had a drink in a good mood with a loud voice, but now he was not in the physical condition to do that.

“Why? Can’t drink?”

“Oh! Not at all”

“Ah~ I think it is though~ Were you scared? Uh.. You bluffed like that because you were too drunk, but you saved yourself in your room for three days because you were sick~?”

“Absolutely not! The amount of alcohol I can drink is based on its quality…”

At that time.

“Did you say Kairos?”

Surprisingly, Amukhan came to Otto’s table and talked to Kairos.

After having a drinking match with Kairos, he didn’t even show his face for a few days, and now he showed up here.

Just looking at it, it was clear that he was also suffering from a terrible hangover like Kairos.

“Here, have some drinks.”

*Chuckles*

Kairos let out a hearty laugh.

“Do you like to go for another round? Chuckles! Isn’t that what you’re for? Why would you come here again if not for another drinking contest? You guys, drink a drop at a time when you drink from now on! Otherwise, you might get drunk and pass out again. Hehehe”

“This… This person!!”

Amukhan’s face was all red, as if he was infuriated and angry at Kairo’s mockery, but he couldn’t refute it.

Why?

The one who collapsed first was him no matter what anyone said.

“Again! Let’s have another drinking contest.”

Amukhan growled at Kairos.

“I’m busy right now, Let’s have another drinking contest here in a few days from now.”

“Will it be different if we have another drinking contest today? It looks like you can’t even keep your eyes straight and still fully dreaming about winning. Even if you wake up from your dead drunkenness, you won’t be able to overcome your drinking limit.”

Otto thought while looking at Kairos and Amukhan.

‘Tsk tsk. Fools at what time of the day are you fighting for your pride with alcohol.”

Called it.

“You’re not afraid that you’ll lose next time, are you?”

“Is Jim scared? Hehehe! Jim has never felt fear in his life!”

“Then let’s go have another round.”

“Okay Instead, If I win, you must take me as your brother. Do you agree with my condition?”

“Of course.”

“Oh my, Then come on, I will accept your challenge.”

“In a few days from now. See you again here in this place, wait and I’ll be back when I finish my work.”

After saying that, Amukhan left the inn with the warriors of the Kongurat tribe.

“Damn it. Are you hanging out with him again? Ugh My stomach is already starting to feel bad.”

Kairos frowned and muttered to himself.

Amukhan was the owner of a monstrous tolerance for alcohol that was burdensome even for Kairos, the second most drunkard alcoholic.

“It won’t happen, so get up.”

Otto pulled Kairos away.

“Eh? Where are you going all of a sudden?”

“I have to go after them.”

“Are you going to have a fight with them because of what happened in the morning?”

“Nope, I have a plan, so just follow me.”

“Anyway, about your plan.”

“Do it as we go, Come”