The Villainous Noble Who Kept Rewinding After Death: The Story Somehow Changed When I Committed Suicide

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The Villainous Noble Who Kept Rewinding After Death: The Story Somehow Changed When I Committed Suicide

Chapter 330: Precision, Accuracy, and Following Through!

“Haha… this is seriously bad,” Olga said with a dry smile.

What lay before us, where our gazes landed, was a giant turtle towering over 15 meters high, with a massive active volcano on its back.

“That’s the Beruk Turtle.”

Beruk Turtle.

It was a turtle-like monster with a rather peculiar appearance, carrying a small mountain on its back. It falls within the large category of monsters, measuring about 5 to 8 meters.

At first glance, it might seem like a high-rank monster just based on its size, but its demeanor is quite mild. If we avoid its spawning season and refrain from attacking it, this C Rank gentle creature won’t do anything even if we approach.

Moreover, if trained properly, kids with their endless curiosity can ride on its back, making it quite popular among them.

However, it’s not completely without combat capability; its massive body and characteristic hardness give it exceptionally high attack and defense power. Especially during its spawning season, the Beruk Turtle can be upgraded to a B Rank due to its aggressive temperament.

Still, it hasn’t crossed the A Rank barrier because it cannot use racial magic. If it could, during spawning season, it could even match up to an S Rank.

“No way, that’s the Beruk Turtle? It’s three times the size of the one I know! And that mountain on its back is a volcano!”

“That’s probably the quest for this floor. We need to defeat that thing to move on to the next floor.”

“Are you serious?”

The new monster had finally revealed itself at this moment.

Naturally, it was highly likely that this monster was connected to the next floor’s quest, so it made sense to think of defeating it as the final task for clearing this floor.

“Well then, let’s try fighting it. Looks like it’s ready for us too.”

As I spoke, the Beruk Turtle approached us with heavy footsteps, glaring at us, its usually gentle demeanor replaced by a fierce attitude, exuding an air of dignity and grace that matched its massive size.

“Can we win against that?”

“Who knows? We won’t know until we try. Besides, fighting a strong opponent like that is just too cool.”

“Yeah! I’m excited.”

“Haha. I love your enthusiasm, but keeping up with you guys is really exhausting.”

“Then should we retreat here? I can teleport you back.”

“No way! This is a golden opportunity, and I’ll stick around. Besides, I don’t want you to think I’m weak forever.”

“Got it. Show us your skills.”

“Of course!”

Saying that, Olga began twirling the tonfa in her hands before gripping it tight and dashed towards the Beruk Turtle.

“I’m going too!”

Fiera equipped her beloved ice serpent gauntlet, said that, and disappeared in an instant, overtaking Olga and unleashing a fist enveloped in fighting spirit right into the Beruk Turtle’s face.

“GUAAAAAA!!!!”

However, even Fiera’s heavy hit seemed to have no effect due to its high defense, and Olga’s follow-up kick to its leg was also met with indifference.

“This is going to be tougher than I imagined. But well, that makes it more interesting.”

While saying that, I put away Ignid and pulled out my magic spear, Igberia, pouring magic into it to envelop it in a bluish-white lightning.

“It looks like it has a resistance to fire, but maybe I can do something with lightning.”

There’s a possibility that the outer shell might block the lightning before it reaches the inner body, but I had to try various things to find its weaknesses and movements.

“Alright, I’ll join in now.”

After a short while of watching Olga and Fiera attack the Beruk Turtle, I grinned and entered the fray with my spear.

“First strike!”

Using body enhancement, I charged at the Beruk Turtle, slamming the lightning-imbued Igberia onto its head, producing a ringing sound like metal clashing against metal, with vibrations traveling down the spear to my arm.

“Ouch! That’s way too hard!”

I figured that after enduring Fiera’s hit, it’d be pretty sturdy, but the actual hardness exceeded my expectations. The lightning I had enveloped around Igberia was nullified by its outer shell, leaving no burn mark whatsoever.

“If hitting doesn’t work, I’ll try stabbing instead!”

If plain attacks weren’t effective, I’d aim precisely at one spot. I wrapped Igberia in lightning again and aimed for the same location with all my strength.

“Damn, how tough can it get?”

It indeed pierced in, but only barely to about 1 cm, and the Beruk Turtle showed no concern at all.

“Well, it did pierce. So I might actually win without using that method.”

To be honest, I could defeat this kind of monster quickly if I wanted to.

A simple example would be to tear a part of it away using space magic, or cutting it off through the application of teleportation magic. It’s a cheeky method, but I could easily do it.

But what advantage do I truly gain from taking such an easy route?

Sure, if it ends fast, I can rest, gain less fatigue, and reduce risks, but it wouldn’t be fun at all, nor would it lead to my growth.

I love being lazy, but I don’t want to get lazy about the things I enjoy either, especially in a life-or-death situation like this.

“Well, since Fiera and Olga are here, I should be a bit careful, but neither of them knows I can do such things. If they don’t know, they can’t blame me, so there’s no issue.”

I believe there’s nothing more terrifying in this world than ignorance and things that are free, yet sometimes it’s a blessing not to know, as well as a shield against accountability.

In other words, if they knew I could pull off something like that, Olga might blame me, saying, “Do it faster if you can!” But if they don’t, I can just brush it off as “That was tough.”

“That said, Olga and Fiera aren’t managing to deal any real damage either, so it won’t be fun if it continues to stand tall and unscathed. Therefore, I’ll go right ahead and break through that proud, tough outer shell!”

Glancing at the others, I noticed Fiera was continuously hitting and kicking with her fighting spirit-enhanced hands and feet, but it didn’t seem she was doing any damage.

However, after the initial strike, it seemed to be somewhat wary of Fiera, shaking its body annoyingly while keeping her in check.

On the other hand, Olga was regrettably being completely ignored, not even getting a glance.

Well, she lacked the leaping ability Fiera had, and unlike me, she couldn’t fly with magic, so she had no choice but to attack its legs. Unfortunately, the legs were backed by strong muscles under that giant exterior, making it even harder for damage to get through.

“Okay, let’s do this.”

Setting Olga aside for now, seeing Fiera transform into her full beast form motivated me, and I similarly wrapped Igberia in lightning and jabbed it right back into the previous location without a single deviation.

“Ha ha! It’s comically tough, but I wonder how long it can keep acting all calm like this!”

After that, I continued to inflict countless lightning-based attacks on the same spot with my spear and magic, and eventually, the Beruk Turtle showed visible signs of damage.

“GUAAAAAA!!!!”

“Oh ho! Finally noticed something’s wrong, huh? Your thoughts are as slow as your movements, huh?!”

“GUgAAAAAA!”

“Whoa!”

Repeatedly hammering the same spot with my lightning attacks left a deep scar on its forehead, causing lightning to circulate through its body, and for the first time since the battle began, the Beruk Turtle let out a cry filled with pain and fury.

The deep pain it felt must have wounded its pride, causing it to stomp around madly.

I watched from a safe distance, slightly amused by its enraged antics.

Then suddenly, Olga joined me, fleeing from the rampaging Beruk Turtle, and looked at me with keen interest.

“El. What did you do?”

“Just a simple thing. I hit the same spot repeatedly and let the lightning flow into its body. No matter how hard the outer shell is, the insides aren’t solid, and lightning travels through the nerves, hitting all over. The pain it feels like that is something else, right? Plus, it’s not used to pain, so it’ll react even more intensely. And that’s led to its current frenzy.”

“Ah, I see. That’s a thought I wouldn’t have from just dealing physical attacks.”

“Well, even if you thought of it, you probably couldn’t pull it off.”

Olga’s tonfa was, as I figured from our previous battles, not a piercing weapon like swords or spears, but a blunt weapon.

Blunt weapons have smashing power on flat surfaces but are weak at pinpoint attacks, so it’s no wonder Olga never thought of this approach.

Fiera is in the same boat; being a martial artist, her main attacks naturally focus on punches and kicks. While she attempted techniques like thrusting, it seems she didn’t have enough penetration power right now.

Perhaps it’d be good to teach her something beyond basic thrust technique.

“Anyway, rather than that, let’s focus on taking it down. Right now, it’s feeling the pain for the first time in its life, and it’s enraged and injured. It should be easier to find openings for its attacks now.”

“Then we should capitalize on the gaps to strike from the wounds Eir caused.”

“Sure. But it’ll instinctively guard the injury, so approaching it won’t be a walk in the park. Let’s not let our guard down until the very end, and we’ll make sure to take it down for good.”

“Got it.”

“I get the flow, but I can’t fly. How do I get to its forehead where the wound is?”

True, Fiera could jump there easily, but that was impossible for Olga.

So, I had to cover for that with my magic.

“Don’t worry. I’ll create a foothold in mid-air with magic, so you can use that to attack.”

“Seriously? That’s a lifesaver!”

I could’ve flown Olga with flight magic, but that might be risky for her since air combat would be unfamiliar. Creating a platform in mid-air would give her safer and limited movement.

“Alright, now that the strategy’s set, let’s go for it.”

“Yeah.”

“Yup!”

I think the plan’s a bit rough, but it suits us better. A rigid, overly complex strategy might hinder us, while a simple one allows for quick adaptation and precision.

That’s because we all possess solid individual abilities and a wide range of experiences.

After this, our battle with the Beruk Turtle became surprisingly one-sided.

At one point, the Beruk Turtle, feeling threatened for its life, blew up the volcano on its back, launching rocks toward us. But in reality, that just provided Fiera with more opportunities for movement, leading her to unleash multiple punches enhanced by fighting spirit directly into its injury.

Olga was no different; she utilized the footholds I created to navigate, delivering fierce strikes with her tonfas that shattered the Beruk Turtle’s forehead, causing crimson blood to spill.

Well, after that, the furious Beruk Turtle exploded the volcano again, and Olga, standing closest, was blasted by a rock, seemingly injuring her head and bending her left arm awkwardly. Still, as she looked to be enjoying herself, it didn’t seem to be an issue.

I can’t throw stones, but she seems pretty crazy herself.

As for me, I stuck to my original intention, continuously colliding Igberia, wrapped in lightning, against its forehead, leading to the spear finally puncturing its skull. The lightning reached its brain, paralyzing its whole body.

The Beruk Turtle, unable to move, was an easier target than extending a hand to a wary stray cat with injuries. Thus began a relentless spree of one-sided violence from Fiera, Olga, and me.

Eventually, the once proud Beruk Turtle could do nothing but glare weakly at us, unable to erupt the volcano again. We dispatched it in no time.

As our battle concluded, the Beruk Turtle left behind a large magic stone and an item, alongside an entrance leading to the next floor, before it disappeared.