Chapter 763
"Harloys, what do you think the most important factor is for a successful assassination?"
Since I was far too bored at the long wait, I started chatting with Harloys .
"Assassination? I've never been an assassin before . . . But, I have received anti-assassin training before . The main thing is to be on guard against strangers, and to not go to dangerous and isolated locations with no exits . If I had to say, the most important factor for an assassination is to appear at a critical location at a critical time when the enemy isn't on guard . "
"That's right . The most important thing for an assassin is patience, patience . . . "
We were currently in my personal Hell world, rather than Shupnus's personal palace . Preparing for an assassination wouldn't attract any attention from others here .
I wasn't a professional assassin . . . no, I wouldn't even receive a passing grade as an assassin, due to my terrible disguising and stealth abilities . While I could fool some ordinary undead, I wouldn't even dream of being able to deceive an Undead Emperor who would have soul vision or a Devil Lord who would be a professional liar . That was why I decided upon a rather silly method .
"I'm just going to keep waiting right outside their base . I refuse to believe that they won't go out . "
Rather than entering the middle of the devils' camp and try and approach my target through countless layers of defenses, I might as well instead wait for him to come out by himself .
My difficult fight against Sophocles the Deceiver had exposed many of my abilities . However, my bug-like personal Hell was one of my biggest secrets . I had entered my personal Hell world at the entrance to Shupnus's palace, so when I exited, I would naturally be at the same location .
Readers of my log could probably already guess that I was intending to hide in my personal Hell world until Sarwenstan came out . I would then suddenly appear and viciously attack him . The only problem as that…
"Patience, patience… to hell with patience! It's already been a day and a half! He's still staying inside without coming out! Why would I be patient!?"
My patience was nearing its end . It wasn't my fault for not being able to take it anymore . I had already waited here for 37 hours . I had even maintained the exact same position for the last eight hours for the sake of the assassination's success .
"Just take a break . Another batch of living hostages have been sent in to become his food . It seems like Sarwenstan has no intentions of leaving today . "
I wiped away all of my sweat as I put down my magic sword . All of the light faded as everything returned to calmness .
"According to legends, there's a group of mystical people who live in the distant east . They are capable of waiting in a bathroom for several days for the sake of information gathering or an assassination . They're so hard-working…"
"Stop being ridiculous . I've also been to the east . Nobody there is so disgusting . Isn't that the same as watching others do… disgusting, that's truly disgusting . "
"Don't say it . Although I've only heard rumors, there really are examples of such things happening . That's why they're called ninjas… for they can really, really endure . " [TL note: the "nin" character in "ninja" also means endure/persevere . ]
My memories weren't clear, but regardless, they could really endure . That was probably the meaning of the word, if I recalled correctly .
"That's why we should keep the 'spirit of enduring' and wait in the bathroom until the end . I won't leave until the enemy appears! Basically, it's like having someone above you while… I really should leave, then . This type of endurance is inhumane . "
"Stop saying anything . It's too disgusting . You've definitely misremembered . How could there be such a job?"
I shook my head helplessly . Nobody believed me these days even when I spoke the truth . Perhaps I had misremembered some of the details, but overall things should be correct . There really was such a job in history .
I gave the command to take a temporary rest, causing the Pillar of Holy Light in the distance to stop transmitting Holy Light to me as everything returned to calmness .
I nodded in satisfaction as I glanced at the Dawn sword in my hand which was losing its glow . My Holy Light sword's abilities had far exceeded all of my expectations due to the outstanding resources used in its construction .
"That whatever sword of yours is actually effective?"
"Of course it is, as long as I can land an attack that's been charged for long enough . "
Although I spoke really confidently, I wasn't actually feeling confident at all . Right now, I really regretted having fought with Sophocles the Deceiver .
If I hadn't shown off my ability to actually endanger and perhaps kill the Chaos Main Gods, then they wouldn't have been on guard against me, meaning that I could have used far more potential schemes, rather than foolishly waiting here for Sarwenstan to come out .
My Dawn Holy Light sword had two major attack modes . The second mode was the "lighthouse" mode which I previously showed on the battlefield . That mode would illuminate a large area to cleanse and weaken Chaos type enemies .
The other mode was gathering light at an incredibly high intensity, transforming into an incomparably sharp blade of light . The attack power's upper limit would be determined by the capacity of myself and this sword, which I still didn't know .
"At the time, Sophocles took an attack that had been charged to less than half of maximum power . Although he was only injured on the surface, the attack indeed managed to injure a Chaos Main God . Now, the charging limit has reached eight hours . The maximum attack power should have more than doubled . "
This was a theoretical calculation, as well as me trying to give myself more confidence . Any weapon which was outstanding in theory still wouldn't make me feel reassured without testing it in practical combat first .
Since the resources for my Dawn sword had been far too outstanding… A God Equipment belonging to the ancient Sun God, the original spear belonging to the God of Holy Light, and the inherited hammer of the Holy Knights . I had basically combined three top-level God Equipment into one . Although this wouldn't reach the effect of having triple the power, the quality wouldn't be bad at all .
I was still unable to determine Dawn's maximum power . The eight-hour charging limit was only my personal maximum capacity . That was the utmost amount of Holy Light that I could control . I could only maintain that amount of Holy Light for ten minutes at most . If I still didn't attack with Dawn or stop gathering Holy Light then, I would no longer be able to handle it .
"Stop complaining . At the very least, you don't need to use yourself as the vessel to gather Holy Light . You wouldn't be sufficient for that even if you were entirely drained . "
Harloys was indeed correct . It was only my bug-like personal Hell world which allowed me to safely charge Holy Light for several hours with the help of Hell's Pillar of Holy Light, all for the sake of one attack .
"…Indeed, on the battlefield, an enemy won't give you even three minutes, much less eight hours . "
Injecting Holy Light into my Dawn sword wasn't simply a matter of time . The closer it approached to its limit, the more Holy Light and time would be required . After injecting Holy Light for only half an hour, this pitch-black personal Hell world had already become a clearly-lit realm . Three hours after I started charging, even Harloys would start instinctively retreating from my Holy Light sword, and even I would feel numb while looking at it .
The prerequisite for limitless energy was probably the time required to charge Dawn .
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