XElenea

MT - 67 The Kidnapping

The first light of dawn spilled across the land, illuminating the world with its gentle glow.

Mornings were often regarded as the beginning of endless possibilities, their virtues immortalized in countless proverbs.

"The whole year's work depends on a good start in spring; the whole day's success depends on a good start in the morning."

"The early bird catches the worm."

Roy, however, didn't care for such platitudes at the moment. He sat silently in h...

MT - 66 Rudeus

Roy sat deep in thought, contemplating what he lacked and the weaknesses in his current abilities.

The more he mulled over it, the drowsier he became.

Peering out the window, he noticed the world outside had gone still, with only the chirping of insects breaking the serene silence of the night.

He yawned. The mental strain from the earlier duel had left its mark on him. As he lay on the bed, he naturally opened his system interface.

His stats had improved significantly...

MT - 65 The Plan

Mastering swordsmanship isn't just about wielding a blade; it's about truly understanding it.

Ghyslaine retreated several paces, her beast-like eyes locked onto Roy with an intensity that seemed to pierce through him. Letting out a sharp breath, she admitted to herself that her movements had been completely read by him.

Unless she could completely overwhelm him with raw speed and power, defeating him would be near impossible.

This realization was unsettling, and yet undeniab...

MT - 64 Strenght

Roy never dreamed of saving the world. His focus was entirely on himself. Yet, even so, Rudeus often found himself lost. To be precise, he lacked a clear goal.

In his previous life, he had been an ordinary person—perhaps not even that by some standards.

He was weak, lacking courage or the resolve to bear any great responsibility.

That was just who he was, even back then.

The image of his former self—the reclusive otaku hunched over a computer screen—flashed befor...

MT - 63 Path

The magic flowing through Roy's body ebbed away like a receding tide, and his form reverted to that of a refined, graceful young man. He stood there, exuding a composed charm. Yet, having witnessed his earlier display of power, the contrast between this seemingly fragile youth and the fierce combatant from moments ago left the others stunned. Eris, in particular, could hardly believe her eyes.

Ghyslaine, however, approached with curiosity gleaming in her beast-like eyes. "What kind of s...

MT - 62 Strong

"Listen to the howling winds of the gods." Roy muttered, exhaling a deep breath, his voice cold and detached.

Ghyslaine's beastly eyes gleamed with interest as she leaned forward. Her muscles tensed, coiling with the energy of a predator. Her already formidable frame swelled as her raw power built up, and with a flash of her gleaming white teeth, she vanished in an instant, leaving only a blur of motion.

The air around her crackled with domineering force as she surged forward. Eac...

MT - 61 The Duel

Roy was in a foul mood.

No matter how he tried to convince himself otherwise, educating children was an inherently frustrating task—especially when the child in question was someone like Eris.

After much thought, Roy finally gave up on shaping her into a cultured, well-mannered lady. In fact, she wasn't even close to the level of an average middle schooler.

Well, expecting too much from a child wasn't realistic.

But the thought of Rudeus still made his blood boil. Th...

MT - 60 Teaching

It must be said that Roy's storytelling skills were rather lacking. Even Rudeus couldn't help but laugh at the side.

Eris, however, was completely unmoved. She lazily rolled over, casually interrupting with a dismissive tone, "Yes, yes, I get it. I'll study hard, I promise."

Roy's expression darkened, his golden eyes growing colder as they fixed on her.

Rudeus, instinctively sensing the growing tension, knew exactly what that look meant—when Roy got like this, he was ready...

MT - 59 Tutor

Reluctantly, Eris began attending the lessons Roy had carefully planned for her.

He couldn't help but smirk. An eight-year-old trying to stand up to him?

In the end, Roy was reminded that no matter what you did, your own strength had to match the challenge. If not, you'd end up like Rudeus—bruised and defeated.

Eris was no fool, though. Realizing she couldn't win against Roy, she took a different approach—she started making Rudeus her target. Every time he tried to teach...

MT - 58 Compromise

Hearing Heathcliff's words, Roy exhaled silently in relief. He'd been genuinely worried the GM might decide to stir up trouble on a whim.

But just as he started to relax, Heathcliff added something that made the tension climb back into his shoulders.

"Oh, by the way, I find you rather interesting. We should duel sometime." Heathcliff gave Roy a hearty pat on the shoulder.

Roy's lips twitched involuntarily. Duel with this guy? Seriously?

The answer was obviousâ...

MT - 57 Invitation

Most players regarded the four-person party with admiration.

Unlike Kirito, who had once earned the stigma of being labeled a beater due to his position as a beta tester hindering the progress of others, the trajectory of Roy's group was different. Clearing the first floor within three days of the game's launch and subsequently cutting through every boss like a blade through butter had earned them widespread respect.

When a gap becomes so vast that it's impossible to...

MT - 56 Kiss

Asuna's mind was in complete turmoil, her heart racing uncontrollably. The phrase butterflies in her stomach had never felt so fitting. Roy pointed toward the bright moon outside the window, his gaze lifting to the sparkling stars above. In a rare shift from his usual carefree demeanor, he spoke in a low, magnetic voice:

"Why not think of these years as part of a journey—our journey? Everything we're experiencing is something no one else ever will. Since we can't change reality, why n...

MT - 55 Worries

Roy finally mustered the courage to stand outside Asuna's room, his cheeks slightly flushed with embarrassment.

The room number, of course, was provided by none other than a certain anonymous classmate, Misumi, who had expended considerable effort to glean this information. After sharing the details with Roy, she couldn't resist throwing in a few teasing remarks via chat.

In response, Roy sent a bowing emoticon with a smiley face, mimicking a traditional dogeza.

Mis...

MT - 54 Teasing

Misumi instinctively nodded, then immediately shook her head. Gripping Asuna's shoulders, she started shaking her. "What do you mean by 'you already know'? Come on, if you're asking for relationship advice, can you at least be specific? You didn't used to be this vague!"

Asuna, slightly dizzy from the shaking, pushed Misumi's hands away. She sighed and tried again. "It's just that… our relationship feels awkward, like there's only one thin layer left between us. I don't know how to br...

MT - 53 Motivation

Roy adjusted the coat he had just equipped, feeling its attributes settle into place. While its boosts were decent, they weren't as significant as he'd hoped. Still, the Dragon's Guard trait made it noteworthy.

The black trench coat swayed gently in the breeze, its quality undeniable. Yet something about its design didn't sit right with him—it clashed with his personal style.

To be honest, Roy wasn't a fan of black trench coats. His preference leaned toward elegant formalwear, t...

MT - 52 Power

The Kobold Lord struggled back to its feet, grabbing the massive sword that had fallen to its side. With a roar, it charged once more at the group.

Roy took the lead, his black iron blade glinting with a faint blue glow.

Beside him, Misumi guarded his flank, her oversized purple scythe slicing through the air with deadly precision.

Together, their coordinated assault whittled the Kobold Lord's health down to the very last sliver of its second-to-last bar.

Roy's eyes gl...

MT - 51 The Fierce Battle

With a slight push, the grand doors creaked open under Roy's hands.

The iron doors groaned, revealing a vast and imposing hall.

Dozens of towering columns lined the space, holding up the lofty roof. The floor, paved with polished granite in a medley of five hues, bore mysterious patterns carved with intricate precision, their meaning lost to all but the ancients.

It was an enormous and eerily serene room, its spaciousness unbroken.

Roy cast a quick glance at his compan...

MT - 50 Preparation

Roy carefully retrieved a small, ornate box from among his collection of trinkets.

Unlike Rudeus, who hoarded certain sacred artifacts, the contents of this box were different. When Roy opened it, it revealed an intricately crafted figurine of Roxy, rendered with astonishing detail.

Yes.

This was one of Roy's creations. For context, Rudeus also owned a similar figurine of Sylphy.

However, Rudeus' version had undergone some… custom modifications.

MT - 49 Resolving

Rudeus felt a strong grip on his collar pulling him backward. The force yanked him just in time, and Eris's slap landed harmlessly in the air where his face had been moments before.

Breathing a sigh of relief, Rudeus turned, about to voice his gratitude, but Roy's sharp glare stopped him in his tracks.

Truthfully, Roy had no idea how to handle this problem child. Yet, here he was, tasked with becoming her tutor.

After all, Paul's arrangement for him to train under Ghislaine ...

MT - 48 Conversation

"And you—what qualifies you to teach me magic?" Eris's sharp gaze swept past Rudeus and landed on Roy, who clearly led the group.

Roy paused for a moment, considering his response. Then, he said calmly, "How about my mastery of water magic at the Saint class?"

A hush fell over the room. Philip and the others were struck silent. Philip, in particular, seemed visibly shaken, his hand trembling slightly as he held his teacup.

"This level of proficiency at such a young age... ...

MT - 47 Eris

Roy silently vowed that if Philip continued making such remarks, he couldn't guarantee the man wouldn't someday find himself ambushed in the dead of night by a masked assailant—and beaten senseless.

The heated argument in the corridor had been loud enough that even a deaf man could have heard it. Naturally, Philip had heard every word. What surprised him, however, was not just that Roy had avoided offending Sauros but that the old man had actually praised him.

Now, as Philip's e...

MT - 46 Conflict

The man's aura was commanding, his sharp gaze exuding the natural dominance of someone accustomed to wielding authority. Coupled with his rugged appearance, it was enough to make most people instinctively avoid eye contact.

Faced with such a presence, Rudeus unconsciously took a step back. He had always been uneasy around strong-willed individuals—especially those like this man, who seemed both volatile and unyielding.

Roy, however, was unfazed. His amber-gold eyes locked onto t...

MT - 45 Arrival

"Wake up."

Ghislaine's cold voice broke through Roy's nap, rousing him from slumber. He blinked awake, only to find Rudeus staring at him with an inexplicable grin. The sight was unsettling enough to shake off any lingering drowsiness.

Roy frowned, his irritation clear. "What are you grinning about, Rudeus?"

Rudeus stifled a laugh, mumbling, "I can't help but wonder what people will think when they see you like this. They'll probably mistake you for a girl."

He raised ...

MT - 44 Paul’s Letter

Roy scoffed. Did Rudeus really not realize how little gratitude he usually showed? And now he had the audacity to spout such shameless words?

"I wouldn't look at me for help." Roy said with a slow, deliberate tone. "Dealing with kids is a hassle, and it's not my specialty."

Rudeus let out a dramatic groan, already picturing the bleak future ahead of him. A tutor's job with such a troublesome student seemed doomed to fail. To make matters worse, he wouldn't be able to see Sylphy an...

MT - 43 Ghislaine

Ghislaine raised an eyebrow as she glanced at Roy. With a puzzled expression, she asked, "Is this your daughter? The letter said there would be two boys learning swordsmanship from me."

Roy felt a pang of déjà vu, reminiscent of his first meeting with Roxy. It seemed history was repeating itself.

With a resigned sigh, Roy bowed politely, performing a textbook-perfect gesture of respect. "Greetings, I am Paul's eldest son, Roy Greyrat. You may call me Roy."

Rudeus followed ...

MT - 42 Sword King

Roy stepped forward and offered his hand to his fallen father, pulling him to his feet.

Paul dusted himself off and sighed with a mixture of pride and nostalgia. "Roy, you've grown up. It's time you had a better teacher. In a few days, I'll ask an old friend of mine to train you in swordsmanship."

Roy immediately understood who Paul was referring to Ghislaine Dedoldia.

It seemed the story involving Eris was about to begin.

However, the thought of Eris's notoriously bad...

MT - 41 Sword Ruler

The two locked eyes, their gazes sharp as steel.

Roy stepped forward with his right foot, drawing a deep breath. The muscles in his right arm tensed, and in an instant, both figures vanished from sight.

Ten meters. For Roy and Paul, that distance was almost nothing. With their physiques, they closed the gap in the blink of an eye.

Wooden sword met wooden blade in a sharp clash. Their first exchange ended in a stalemate, neither gaining the upper hand.

But Roy's express...

MT - 40 Sisters

It's worth noting that Paul, that fool, inevitably made the same mistake as in the original story.

Should we say it's just like Paul? Although he promised to live a good life with Zenith, it seems he couldn't control his lustful nature.

So, during the winter of the past two years, Paul found himself in quite a difficult situation.

Paul had always been a man full of energy, something that Roy was well aware of.

When Zenith became pregnant, Paul had been forcing himself ...

MT - 39 Back

Roy nodded to himself. This time, he refrained from unleashing his Berserk, relying instead on standard sword techniques to deal with the enemies.

When it was over, Asuna regarded him with wide eyes, her curiosity apparent. "What kind of sword skill was that? I've never seen you use it before."

She wasn't referring to the initial draw-style attack. Her question was about the mysterious blue glow that had emanated from Roy earlier.

Roy chuckled lightly, offering a ca...

MT - 38 Level Grinding

On the other side, Roy grabbed Asuna's arm, his face stern. "You're aware of the situation, I presume?"

Asuna's expression crumbled. "We're doomed."

With an exasperated sigh, Roy flicked her forehead—not too gently—and declared, "Pull yourself together. Right now, our goal is to defeat Akihiko Kayaba and crush his plans."

Asuna's eyes sparkled with a sudden hope. She looked up at Roy, her curiosity piqued. "You have a plan?"

Roy let out a bitter chuckle. A plan? He...