27 Judgement of Shadow Blade!

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"Whoever dwells in the shelter of the Most High will rest in the shadow of the Almighty!"

"Eat my Shadow Blade, you piece of shit!"

"Judgement of Shadow Blade!"

A three-meters blade as thick as my body rose from the shadow I have cast on the neck of the Troll King. The blade was magnificent and different from the earlier swords I created on a whim. On this sword, there were engraving and ornaments. The name I made up, Judgement of Shadow Blade, was inscribed close to the hilt of the sword. The verse I said, because I thought it would sound cool on the battlefield, was also marked on the other side of the blade.

All the people on the battlefield were looking at us at this moment. There were already a loss of lives from both sides. Perished Goblins and dead trolls were lying on the ground while their comrades were fighting on their bodies. But at this moment, every attack and every skill stopped. Every archer lowered their bows and watched the spectacular skill I unleashed.

Trolls were more frantic. They wanted to help their king, but when the time stopped, and the giant blade came out of nowhere, they had nothing to stop it. They watched as the blade moved inch by inch until it arrived in its destination.

As if a celebration of the death of a tyrant, blood splattered like fireworks in the sky. For a second, everyone's vision colored in red, and red geyser paint the sky. But the helpless face of the Troll King and three-meters long dark sword pierced through his skull from his chin to the top of his head were the only things people could remember.

Troll King collapsed to the ground with his eyes open. There were too many feelings on those big eyes. Unwillingness, be wronged, and a bit of guilt.

Both races were of Titan God, but Trolls wanted more land and got jealous of the lands Goblin had. This village was one of many they wanted to destroy, but he died before he could even destroy even one. 'Damn churches! Provoked me to battle with Goblins!'

Fights ended with the death of Troll King. Trolls surrendered, and their properties confiscated. Goblins wanted to take them as captives, but trolls were too big to keep and feed. Thus after cutting a hand of each, they were released.

Of course, all the loot Troll King dropped belonged to me. I took the gold purse with 200 golds inside and Mana Weapon he was using. As soon as I held the weapon, it shrank and fit in my hand. It was another property of Mana Weapon that they could adjust their sizes.

[Quest Completed: Save the Goblin Village

Description: Goblin Village is under the attack of the vile Trolls. If you let them wreak havoc male goblins will die, and females will be raped before they die.

Rewards: %300 exp, Lucky Draw Ticket

Claim?]

Claim, please.

[Level up!

You are now Level 10

Unable to level up!

Some conditions are not fulfilled. Exp will go waste.

Draw Lucky Ticket?]

'What the hell? What do you mean my reward will go waste. I had to Level up 3 times, but I only got 1! God damn!'

'Draw.'

The same big roulette started to spin and landed on a thick book.

[Because the system hasn't informed the host beforehand, the reward of the quest has been wasted. To atone this, the reward of the Lucky Draw changed with VIP Draw.

New Item: Alchemy Memory of Witch Queen

Learn?]

'Wow, sorry to curse you, system. And yes, please. Learn.'

With a bright light, lots of information flowed to my brain. Words, formulas, manuals, mystic pills, and potions. I felt like my brain overloaded and I am about to collapse when it all subsides. If I couldn't recall any of the formulas or information about anything related to alchemy I would have thought it was all an illusion.

It wasn't just the information either. I even gained the life experience of an alchemist. When I sniffed, I could distinguish the smell of a herb from the core of a Troll. And formulas I can use these ingredients started to appear in my mind.

"It is a way too valuable than lost of 2 levels."

But what caused the inability of leveling up? I need to ask when I arrive in the city.

I arrived in the village and hugged my girls. There was a feast in the village even though many died. I was seated in the seat of honor with my girls around me. Every goblin girl was fawning over me and they were blushing with the sight of me. But unfortunate for them, I had a furry to eat tonight.

After eating, we drank. Special beer goblins brewed brought to the table. It was the first time, consuming alcohol when since I arrived in this world, but it was the best I had ever drunk in my both lives. Ingredient started to form in my mind as soon as I drunk the alcohol and I had a brewing method for it. But it was worthless to ponder over it, now that I had countless high-grade formulas.

'Since the system can gift me Alchemy memories, are there any for weaponsmithing?'

I opened the system and found a related category. The cheapest blacksmith memory was 300.000 SP. The memory system had gifted to me must be more expensive.

I left the table with a full stomach, and three girls in my arm. I am not going to enjoy myself with three of them at once because I respect each of them.