Chapter 301 Wooden Swordsmith
The members of the Wooden Sword Way, protected by Noah Kirke's barrier, looked up at the fierce battle happening outside the barrier.
Noah was constantly teleporting among the flying fake goddesses, a sight that the clan members, who had lost their jobs, couldn't catch.
All they could see was the red light from the horn growing on Noah's temple, flickering like a fading glow here and there.
And the battle between Noah and the fake goddesses was one-sided.
Noah's magic slashes easily cut through the fake goddesses' barriers, distorting space itself. The compressed fake goddesses couldn't even regenerate and were reduced to magical energy, disappearing.
By now, Noah had probably defeated nearly 200 fake goddesses alone.
His strength clearly surpassed even that of the clan members before they lost their jobs.
However, despite this, Noah was at a disadvantage.
No matter how many he defeated, the fake goddesses kept respawning endlessly, and their numbers never decreased. On the other hand, Noah was enduring the intense pain of his body being destroyed from within due to the runaway growth of the Evil God Cells, coughing up blood.
──He wouldn't last much longer.
During the high-speed battle, no one could see Noah's condition, but everyone understood that his limit was approaching.
"Ugh!!? Even though Lord Noah is fighting for his life, are we just going to stand here and watch!!"
"It's so frustrating!!"
"Please, Mr. Noah, please win!!!"
"Do your best!!! Mr. Noah! Do your best!!!"
The beautiful pigs, whose desires had vanished, prayed to a god that was not the Evil God while staring outside the barrier. Please, Noah, stay safe.
And it was the same for the other members.
It was frustrating that they could only watch the battle outside the barrier.
However, suddenly the leader of the Drunken Round Table noticed something.
"Hey! By the way, Sword Saint and Hermit! You two can still fight, right!?"
"Huh!? Now that you mention it, that's true!"
Hearing the words of the drunken leader, the perverted gentleman also realized and asked.
"Logan and Ail! You two also had Evil God Cells implanted, right? Then, like Noah, you should be able to fight!?"
"──No, it's impossible."
But Logan shook his head with a frustrated expression.
"Even though I've lost my jobs, my physical ability is still pretty high, and I can tell that a lot of magical energy is being supplied through the Evil God Cells. But if I can't use the crucial skills, I can't even convert magical energy into aura. In that case, I can't fight."
Having only magical energy without being able to use aura meant nothing to Logan, who was not a magician.
And no matter how high his physical ability was, in a state where he couldn't use aura, he couldn't possibly take on the fake goddesses.
Because they understood this, the clan members couldn't say anything more and could only watch the battle between Noah and the fake goddesses.
Probably until the moment Noah runs out of strength──── they were sure of it.
Right after that, the clan members cheered.
"Whoa!? Hey, hey, hey!! Is this for real!?"
"Is this... a new Job!?"
"I see... Lady Lucia must have done this...!!"
All of them checked their left hands, where a pattern had appeared.
It was an unfamiliar design called 'Limit Mark'.
This was proof that they had been given new Jobs.
The new Jobs were mainly divided into 2 types.
──'Advanced Wooden Swordsmith: Aura'
──'Advanced Wooden Swordsmith: Magic Attribute (corresponding to the attribute before Job loss)'
They were split between those who handle aura and those who handle magic.
Additionally, many unique Jobs appeared as well.
For example, Io's 'Wooden Swordsmith: Sage', the members of the fan club's 'Wooden Swordsmith: Senior Disciple', and Calum's 'Wooden Swordsmith: Flying Spear', among others, were all different.
"Hahaha!! What is up with these Job names!?"
"This naming is way too lazy, don't you think!?"
"No, this is finally proof that we are recognized as Wooden Swordsmiths by the god, everyone!!"
"Well, as long as we can fight, anything is fine!! Everyone, let's go!?"
"Whoa! I'm coming to help you now, Mr. Noahhhhhhh!!"
The ones who had gained new Jobs cheered loudly.
Then, when they moved to the barrier wall, Garon called out to Noah, who was fighting outside.
"Sir Noah!! The Jobs have revived! From here on, we will fight! Please break the barrier!!"
Right after that, the barrier protecting them was lifted.
The members of the Wooden Sword Way, led by Garon, rushed towards the fake goddesses.
Thus began the second battle.
At first, they were confused due to the differences in their Jobs and were on the defensive.
However, everyone quickly started to get used to it and began to show even higher combat abilities than before.
That makes sense. Regardless of the naming sense of the Jobs, these Jobs were optimized for the members of the Wooden Sword Way, made just for them.
"I have fewer usable magic spells, but controlling magical energy is way easier!"
"It seems like controlling aura is easier too!!"
"So these Jobs are specialized for controlling magical energy and aura! I see! This is interesting!!"
"Also, it feels like our senses have sharpened too!!"
"With this, it looks like we can fight more easily than before!!"
Meanwhile, Logan, Ail, and Chloe could only watch their fight from the back.
"Heh, as expected, there's no way we would awaken Jobs like 'Wooden Swordsmith'."
"Well, we've never made wooden swords anyway."
"Oh, it's Sir Noah!!"
Noah, who had been fighting fiercely, suddenly appeared next to Logan and the others with a teleportation.
At that moment, he lost strength in his knees and was about to collapse, but Logan supported him.
Looking closely, his mouth was stained red with a lot of blood, and the horns growing from his temples were crumbling away, as if reaching their limit, disappearing into dust from the tips.
Logan slowly laid Noah down on the ground, who looked like he was struggling to stand.
"Sir Noah..."
"Ah... Logan..."
Logan looked down at the young man he once served with sad eyes.
It was clear to Logan that Noah was at his limit and would take his last breath in just a few minutes.
"You were magnificent."
"Heh... I'm not magnificent... Just atoning for my sins... It's just self-satisfaction."
"..."
That might have been true, but it felt wrong to agree. And it was also a fact that they had escaped the worst crisis thanks to Noah.
However, Logan did not think it was right to casually say words of agreement.
"Is there... anything you want? Before the end?"
"...Tell Eva I'm sorry for not being able to go back."
"Understood."
"And, um, tell that bald old man I'm sorry too."
"..."
"I know. It's not like my father has no feelings for the family... Probably, the one who will be saddest when I die is... my father, so..."
"...Yes. Understood. For sure."
"...Mm. ...──."
After a faint nod, Noah slowly closed his eyes.
And then, he never woke up again.
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