Realm of Myths and Legends

'Oh? It was automatically accepted?'

Without halting his hastened steps, Izroth opened his system interface and quickly skimmed over the new quest he had received.

Quest Name: Hidden Guardian of the Mortal Realm

Recommended Level: ???

Recommended Party Size: N/A

Quest Rank: SSS

Quest Objective: An important event is occurring that will decide how the scale of balance tips in the Mortal Realm. You must do whatever is in your power to stop the scales from tipping against the Mortal Realm itself.

Time Limit: 1 day

0/1 Prevent the full revival of the «Antumbra of Decay, Night Lord Zarolas».

Reward:

-Unlock 1 Unique* class-related skill.

-x1 «Token of Fate»

Failure:

-Lose 5 levels

-All stats and experience gain will be temporarily reduced by 75% for 1 week.

-Lose 1 random divine blessing. The lost divine blessing cannot be restored.

Special Note: This quest will be automatically accepted. This quest cannot be shared.

The quest that had been given to Izroth and accepted without his choice was actually an SSS-ranked quest!

'It mentions the scales of balance. Then, does it have to do with the All-Seeing Goddess or the God of Craft?'

A while ago, Izroth made a deal with the God of Craft Mazi to do whatever was in his power to help the Mortal Realm in times of crisis. The revival of a Night Lord with another on the way could certainly be classified as a crisis capable of upsetting the delicate power balance of the Mortal Realm.

Izroth also had a conversation with the All-Seeing Goddess Helilatiaa not long after he left the crusade. It was then that she showed him a vision of the destruction that awaited the Mortal Realm should things follow the shadahi's plans.

Either way, seeing as how it was already in line with what he intended to do, Izroth did not mind the quest being automatically accepted at all. In fact, it could even be viewed as an extra benefit.

'The failure penalty is not bad for an SSS-ranked quest. That being said, the permanent loss of a divine blessing would also mean forfeiting a part of my luck stat.'

Although its exact value was hard to pinpoint, Izroth knew that many of the fortuitous encounters he came across were likely a result of his high luck stat. If possible, he would rather not lose a single point of his luck.

There was also something else that caught Izroth's attention. This time, however, it was not the failure penalty but rather the rewards that were listed for the SSS-ranked quest.

Surprisingly, there were only two rewards. Izroth had never heard of anything called the Token of Fate; therefore, he could only speculate blindly as to potential uses. Whatever the case, since it was listed as a reward on an SSS-ranked quest, naturally, it would not be something useless.

What surprised Izroth was the other reward—a unique class-related skill.

It was common knowledge among players that combat masters did not have any class-related skills. This rule was not any different in Izroth's case.

While it was true that after reaching level 50 he could now create skill orbs, it had nothing to do with an actual skill itself. Rather, it was more of a system privilege—not a genuine combat master class skill.

Therefore, Izroth was curious as to if he would truly receive a class-related skill for the combat master class. Or, if the system would simply grant him a random skill given the combat master's ability to utilize the skills of virtually every class in RML.

'I guess I'll have to complete the quest if I want to find out. Now, for this one... The rewards are better than I expected. The contribution points bonus is also double that of a typical emergency classification war objective.'

Izroth switched his attention to the emergency classification war objective that appeared right as General Solomon gave the order to engage. And it was this war objective that players who participated in the attack had been anxiously awaiting.

«Operation Identifier: Assault on the Night Lord's Crypt»

Classification: Emergency

Contribution Points Bonus: +200%

Min. Requirement(s): ???

Min. Level Recommended: N/A

Slots Remaining: Unlimited

Objective: The allied forces have officially begun their assault on the «Antumbra of Decay, Night Lord Zarolas» crypt. Eradicate the enemies defending the Night Lord's Crypt and aid the allied forces in obtaining victory.

Reward:

[+100(+200) Contribution Points for participation]

[Securing Area: +20(+40) to +100(+200) Contribution Points]

[< Hunter: +1(+2) Contribution Points]

[Baron: +8(+16) Contribution Points]

[Viscount: +25(+50) Contribution Points]

[Earl: +100(+200) Contribution Points]

[Marquis or higher: > +500(+200%)]

Failure: [MAX: -500 Contribution Points]

Special Note: Contribution Points are distributed in real-time for Emergency-type classifications. Contribution Points will be allocated or deducted based on how you complete your duties.

The total amount of contribution points that were up for grabs was possibly the most ever made available for a single war objective.

There were approximately 30,000 skounae that gathered to defend the Night Lord's Crypt. Even if every last one were a Hunter skounae, the minimum amount that could be earned for slaying all of them would be a staggering 90,000 contribution points!

Of course, the Hunter skounae made up the vast majority of the enemy forces; however, there were definitely higher-ranked skounae spread throughout their ranks. This meant that, in reality, the number of contribution points available was likely twice or maybe even three times that amount!

For most players, they may never get another chance to earn this many contribution points in one go. So, naturally, many players were pumped up and full of energy and determination. They would not allow such a great opportunity to pass them by!

Izroth closed out his system interface. Almost right as he did so, Solomon's voice sounded in the minds of all those present through the use of his communication-type magic item.

"Mages, drop the stealth magic! Everyone, prepare to engage with the enemies!" Solomon's voice sounded.

Solomon's words caused many of those present to tense up as the atmosphere became heavy. This was it—the true start of the assault on the Night Lord's Crypt!

A soft humming sound rang throughout the surroundings as a transparent magic dome that covered the entirety of the allied forces fizzled out of existence.

...

The second the stealth magic disappeared, the allied forces split into three groups.

Roughly twenty percent of the troops went left with the Rosentarus Ten Beast Guardian Argousa at the front.

"Slaughter every last one of them!" Argousa's voice exploded.

A similar situation was taking place on the right side, where another twenty percent of the allied forces' troops split off.

The right side was led by a magic caster of the Proximus kingdom, the Herald of the Surging Tides, Lena Oras.

"Do not fall behind!" Lena shouted from horseback as countless water droplets of mana started to form in the atmosphere around her.

As the left and right wings split off, the center of the allied forces charged forward at breakneck speed. The center accounted for sixty percent of the allied forces' troops and was led by none other than General Solomon himself. And, at General Solomon's side, were two individuals.

The person on General Solomon's left side was Commander Aurie, while the one on his right side was Commander Ezra.

Aurie commanded the 2nd Unit, which was directly under General Solomon. As for Commander Ezra, he oversaw the 1st Unit.

The light that fell that the sky earlier and illuminated the entire area did more than just destroy the magic formations that protected the Night Lord's Crypt. It also caused the skounae forces to be thrown into a state of chaos and become momentarily disoriented by the abnormally bright light. This was undoubtedly the best chance to strike while they were still attempting to regain themselves!

"Commander Ezra, I'll leave the opening of a path to you and the 1st Unit," Solomon said calmly.

"Yes, General! Captain Edgar, Captain Zas—on me!" Ezra called out.

The next moment, two soldiers in a full set of heavy armor and wielding a spear in their hand rode up from behind Ezra and moved to his sides.

Swoosh!

Ezra removed the magnificent glaive with a well-curved blade from his back as his pale turquoise eyes turned cold.

"We will push forward and open up a path for our troops!" Ezra yelled.

"Yes, Commander!" Edgar and Zas responded in unison.