Bone King: Starting from Becoming the Supreme

If there is any prop in this world that has such effect, it can reach the level of world-class props.

The only thing Yashiro could think of was the props made from ancient magic - Origin Magic.

They are called: "Dragon's Secret Treasures".

For example, the kingdom's warrior captain owns a ring made of original magic.

Wearing this ring allows a warrior to break through limitations and increases the wearer's level by one level.

If the ring simply allowed the user to upgrade to a higher level, then this ring would probably not even be considered a heritage-level item.

After all, in Yggdrasil, any krypton gold item ring can bring much higher attribute gains to the wearer than raising the attribute by one level.

But the special thing about this ring is that even if a level 100 NPC carries it, its effect will still be effective.

In other words, even if Cocytus is at the maximum level, he will be forced to upgrade one level if he wears this ring.

Become a level 101 warrior, surpassing level !

Although the effect of the ring is far inferior to that of world-class props.

However, its unique feature of being able to break through system limitations makes it more worthy of attention.

"Well, there's no point in thinking too much now. Let's talk about the props when we get back."

Yashiro sighed and looked out the window at the city with a worried look on his face.

I finally found a place where I can be lazy.

But because of Xiaodi's existence, he had to start his escape plan again.

wrong.

If we have to say who the real culprit is, maybe it should be that guy Flying Squirrel?

If it weren't for Feishu sending Xiaodi to his place, he wouldn't have to have such a stomachache now...

hiss!

So that’s it.

No wonder that guy Flying Squirrel wanted to hold a welcome party for me. It turns out he felt guilty about this matter.

Ok……

However, compared to me, who threw all the troubles to Momonga as soon as I came into this world.

It seems that I have no right to blame him.

"Well, it's better to pretend that I don't know about this."

Yashiro sighed slowly.

But before leaving, he had one necessary matter to take care of.

"Drodilon."

"Um...what's the matter?"

"Don't talk when you have something in your mouth, or the food will leak out."

Yashiro picked up the towel and wiped off the remaining food that leaked out of Drodilon's mouth and fell on the table with an expressionless face.

Upon hearing this, De Luo Di Long swallowed the food in his mouth.

Then he puffed up his cheeks like a hamster and complained with dissatisfaction.

"(???·????) It was you, Yashiro, who spoke to me first..."

"…My bad, you eat first."

"Humph."

Derodilon straightened his chest and put down the cutlery in his hand.

He wiped his mouth with the back of his hand ungracefully and said.

"I'm full. Tell me what you want... Boss, give me another roast chicken!"

"okay!"

"..."

Although I really want to complain about her behavior of ordering a roast chicken right after she said she was full.

But when he thought that the person who said such words was Derodilon, Yashiro suddenly felt that... it wasn't so strange.

He shook his head helplessly, ignoring her strange behavior.

He continued the previous topic with a calm expression.

"I'm going to leave."

"Eh? Leaving? But the food here is delicious, can't we stay a little longer..."

"You may have misunderstood. What I meant was that I left by myself."

"..."

Derodilon's expression suddenly became dull, but soon returned to normal.

“Is… is that so? Hahaha, so that’s how it is…”

"Ah."

"Where are you going?"

"go home."

“Oh…I see.”

"Ah."

"Will...will you come back? Ah, no. Don't...don't get me wrong! I...I'm not reluctant to leave you or anything! I just, just...right! Xueli! I'm just worried that Xueli will be bored alone!"

Xueli, who had been sitting nearby without saying a word, responded expressionlessly.

"Even if I am alone, I will complete the master's task perfectly."

De Luodilong glared at Xueli, then straightened his body and moved next to Xueli.

"Hey, aren't you worried at all that that guy might never come back?"

"If that is the Master's choice."

"Are you an idiot?"

"..."

Derodilon had a look of disappointment on his face.

Xueli continued to drink her soup with an expressionless face.

It seemed as if he didn't care at all about what Derodilon said.

Yashiro finally spoke at this time.

"Don't worry, I won't be back for long, but when I come back, I will have to leave here, so you should be prepared in advance."

"Eh? Will you come back?"

"Of course. After all, you are a guy who can sacrifice human souls. I dare not leave you here alone."

"Don't make me sound like a dangerous person!"

Derodilon frowned and protested loudly.

But she felt slightly relieved in her heart.

As long as I can come back...

It was worth it that she sacrificed many innocent souls to save him.

Yes, it is like that!

However, neither Yashiro nor Drodilon noticed.

Xueli, who was standing by, was slightly stunned after listening to their conversation.

There was a subtle change in his eyes.

……

A week later.

Yashiro left the city silently.

However, many people are not aware of this.

In the city, more and more people began to believe in the Eighth Generation.

Consider Yashiro the city's hero.

The voices calling for Yashiro to become the king of this city became louder and louder.

Moreover, led by the city's original steel-level adventurer, Cordel, and many gold-level, platinum-level, mithril-level, and orichalcum-level adventurers, they spontaneously organized a team of supporters that had lasted for eight generations.

The word "equality" is used to interpret the heroic and great image of the eight generations.

Even the eighth generation was given the title of 'Equality King'.

Some extremists even erected a statue for the Eighth Generation.

Glorified Yashiro as the only god in this world.

These extremists started out as just a small group.

But what is unexpected is that the expansion speed of this force is even faster than that of Cold and his men!

Today, nearly two-thirds of the people in this city have become extremists!

If it is not restricted, it will probably not last long.

There will be a religion based on the belief in the 'Eight Generations of Gods'.

Because after a disaster, there are only two things that can keep the survivors alive.

One is food.

The second is faith.

In this world, belief in God is more convincing than the empty talk of "equality".

Cold sat in a small, enclosed wooden house, drinking tea quietly.

Suddenly, the door was opened from the outside.

Xueli brought a gust of cool breeze and slowly came to sit down opposite Cordell.

Their eyes met and Cordell asked first.

“Did you organize those extremists?”

"Extremists? Ah~ those people you mean? I just gave them a little inspiration. To be honest, even I didn't expect that they could develop to such an exaggerated scale."

"I see. Since you are behind this force, there is no need for me to eliminate it."

After saying that, Cordell stood up and prepared to leave.

But Xueli suddenly spoke at this moment.

"By the way, let me tell you something. Lord Yashiro has left."

"leave?"

Cordell stopped when he heard this.

Xueli also stood up, walked to Cordel and said indifferently.

"That's right, but before he left, Lord Yashiro told us to be prepared. The next time we come back, it will be time to leave this city."

"Leaving this city... Is it possible!"

"That's it. I'll leave it to you to decide how to do it, Cordell. I hope you won't let your master down."

Xueli patted his shoulder, with a faint smile on her face, and turned away.

Cordell clenched his fists, his eyes full of fanaticism and excitement!

After a long time, he slowly raised his head, looked at the sky, and muttered to himself.

"This country is finally going to be unified again."