Only My Skill Tooltip Is Strange

37 – 2nd Floor, Griffin Hunt.

There were two choices.

Would I throw regular punches and get exposed as a weakling?

Or would I flaunt my strength with a heavy strike?

In a situation where my opponent mistakenly thought I was a top-tier martial artist, I couldn’t afford to show any signs of weakness.

‘Who the hell is this b*stard to look down on me when he can’t even withstand my heavy strike?’

To be honest, I didn’t like the look in Bolt’s eyes.

His attitude, thinking he would obviously win and throwing the first punch, was, of course, infuriating.

I had no reason to spare Bolt’s life.

‘The problem is the aftermath….’

I knew I’d get caught up in a tiring situation, but it was hard to hold back.

─ You think you can act tough just because you do a bit of Taekwondo? Do you really think you’ll be number one forever? I keep hearing your name from the seniors these days.

─ I heard you ended up breaking your leg? You were acting all high and mighty, and now look at you.

“……”

Thinking back to the times when I wanted to kill but couldn’t…

It was truly not easy to be able to kill but choose not to.

‘It’s because of the Tower of Struggle.’

It seems this damn tower has twisted my temperament.

“What do you think?”

Sergei’s mediation worked.

The opponent slowly stepped back.

“…Just you wait.”

One of them glared at me and spoke.

A look of anger was much better than a look of contempt.

Those who said that hurriedly ran away.

They fled without looking back.

Their heads cooled down, realizing that fighting me would be a big mistake.

“Whew.”

Sergei sighed in relief.

“Thanks to you, Mr. Oryuin, we were able to get through the crisis safely.”

“Was it really a crisis?”

“No. Those guys regularly came to pick fights with us. They used to look at Scarlett and Luna with lecherous eyes.”

The goblin Gorak interrupted.

“Those damn b*stards. Kerek.”

“…b*stards is too harsh.”

Luna of the Black Wolf Tribe muttered.

Gorak pretended not to hear her muttering.

“They hit us whenever they felt like it. They boasted about their size. Damn b*stards. Kerek.”

Gorak’s eyes sparkled.

How bright could goblin eyes be, anyway?

‘I can tell he’s in a good mood.’

The atmosphere improved significantly.

Gorak’s chatter dispelled the awkward air.

“As expected of the Shaolin monk. He was no less than an orc warrior.”

“Can I lick it just once?”

The lizardman Jade flicked his long tongue.

He was warned off with a sharp look.

“So, what do we do now?”

“We plan to recruit team members and apply for the griffin hunting competition.”

Ritol said.

“I don’t know if we can find two more.”

“What happens if we can’t?”

“…Then, tomorrow, we’ll get someone….”

I don’t even have money to buy food right now, and you want me to wait until tomorrow?

That’s the worst.

‘There’s a good way to handle this.’

We just need to find two Earthlings who would be grateful to join the team.

They wouldn’t be in a position to refuse even if we gave them crap, so they’d be thankful to join such a shabby team.

‘And then we sign up for the griffin hunting match today.’

The griffin itself should be weaker than the Giant Black Lager.

It didn’t really matter who the team members were.

“Earthlings? Earthlings are a bit…”

When I shared my plan, Ritol reacted negatively.

“Earthlings aren’t much help. It’s better to exclude them if possible.”

“Honestly, I don’t think there would be much difference, though?”

Other team members seemed to feel the same reluctance as Ritol.

‘Honestly, anyone would be better than Goblin Gorak….’

It was truly ironic.

“Let’s go with what Oruin said.”

Then Scarlett stepped in.

“We don’t know how long we’ll have to wait. There’s no guarantee that a good team member will show up just because we wait aimlessly.”

“……”

“We can hunt a griffin with just the eight of us. So let’s take whoever we can get as team members.”

When Scarlett spoke, everyone seemed to comply.

She was indeed the team leader.

“Well, Scarlett’s opinion makes sense. The skill Oruin showed earlier was better than expected. If he has the power to kill a Bolt in one strike, it should be enough for a griffin.”

“Mm-hmm.”

As Ritol summarized, Scarlett nodded with such an interjection.

Then she looked at me and said,

“Oruin. Go and bring your friends.”

* * *

【Luck: 14】

Kim Min-seong reaped the benefits of luck.

Whether it was the effect of his luck stat or mere coincidence, he didn’t know.

‘If my luck was at 10, could I have met Ryu In-hyung there? Wouldn’t another guy have started in my place?’

Humans are creatures that interpret processes positively if the results are good.

Kim Min-seong began to interpret everything he experienced in a positive light.

─ Earthlings have no chance. No matter how much they struggle, they can’t win against those who break mountains and split the sky.

─ That’s why you can let go of your attachment to stats.

The advice of the ascendant was to prioritize distributing points to luck.

─ Gathering dust to make a mountain? We’re just dust, we can’t beat the mountain.

─ The only way to beat the mountain is to pray that it collapses on its own. The power that makes that miracle possible is luck.

Others didn’t even listen.

They were more interested in certain things than uncertain ones, focusing only on physical stats.

It was natural.

Raising strength by 1 allows you to beat an opponent you couldn’t before, raising agility by 1 allows you to dodge attacks you couldn’t before.

What kind of crazy person would invest precious points in luck over gold?

Even with a knife to their throat, it wouldn’t be easy.

But Kim Min-seong was different.

He firmly believed and followed the ascendant’s advice.

Why?

Because he had already tasted the power of luck and reached a state of blind faith in it.

He believed without a doubt that luck would lead him to a way out!

“…I’m hungry.”

Lee Soo-jung muttered.

She didn’t say it for Kim Min-seong to hear, but they were close enough that he couldn’t help but hear.

They spent the night sleeplessly.

It was their first time sleeping rough, so it was impossible to sleep comfortably.

The only consolation was that there were many players in similar situations.

Gathered with other Earthlings, they sighed in relief while thinking how pathetic they all were.

The two dragged their tired bodies to the gladiator registration office.

Most Earthlings had realized the unavoidable reality, so the line at the registration office stretched long from dawn.

“It’s okay, there’s also an option to prevent elimination.”

To be honest, I wanted to see Oh Ryoo In.

Even while comforting Lee Soo Jung, I was only thinking about Oh Ryoo In.

If Lee Soo Jung found out, she would give me a look close to contempt…

But what thoughts can’t one have inside?

In this vast city, could I meet Oh Ryoo In again?

Unless coincidences pile up, it seemed practically impossible.

The two of them looked at the bulletin board.

They searched for something worth trying among the games with the elimination prevention option.

But nothing was easy.

At that moment, a group passed behind them.

“I didn’t know Bolt would die so meaninglessly. Damn it.”

Those who looked like Middle-earth people spat out harsh curses, panting.

“Bolt. Why the hell did that b*stard… Who the hell was that woman he kept trying to screw?”

“I don’t know. How would I know what a dead guy was thinking?”

“I really don’t get it.”

While cursing Bolt, they seemed to feel fear towards the one who killed him.

“What I’m curious about is something else. Why did that idiot start a fight out of nowhere? That’s what I want to know. Damn it.”

“It’s obvious. The way Scarlet looked at that martial artist was suspicious.”

A matter of love and jealousy.

A man’s pride sometimes makes him do ridiculous things.

It seems Bolt, because of a woman named Scarlet, rushed at someone stronger than himself.

“Damn it. If I knew he was a martial artist, I wouldn’t have messed with him.”

“But anyone could see he was an Earthling.”

“There are plenty of Earthlings who dress up in martial arts uniforms and pretend to be martial artists.”

Glance.

Kim Min Sung kept listening to their conversation.

It showed on the surface.

The team members without Bolt, who had caught their breath and regained their composure, felt anger towards the Earthling Kim Min Sung, who was eavesdropping with his ears perked up.

“This damn b*stard.”

They growled at Kim Min-seong.

But they couldn’t readily swing their fists.

“…Get lost!”

They gritted their teeth and endured.

Looking at Kim Min-seong, who seemed somewhat clumsy, they thought he might be a dangerous guy, letting their imagination run wild.

“……”

Kim Min-seong and Lee Soo-jung, as if fleeing from an excited bear, slowly retreated without turning their backs.

After gaining some distance, they ran away without looking back.

In the opposite direction of the middle-earth group.

While running, they met a familiar face.

“Oh. Isn’t that Ryu In oppa?”

“Where?”

Lee Soo-jung spotted Oh Ryu-in faster than Kim Min-seong.

“Ryu, Ryu-in hyung!”

Their steps towards Oh Ryu-in were lighter than ever.

Even a newborn baby just learning to walk, searching for its mother, wasn’t more desperate than this.