Hell Mode: Volume 4, page 29
During his time in Rohzenheim, Allen had learned that there were still a plethora of things he needed to do. Rehzel had been way more powerful than the Gamers, so much so that it was practically a miracle that they won. If they remained at their current strength, they had absolutely no hope of beating a Greater Demonic Deity. For this reason, their top priorities at the moment were freedom to move however they wanted and getting even stronger through the Rank S dungeon.
“That sure sounds like something you’d say. Ha ha.” The flying squirrel kicked off of Sophie’s shoulder and settled himself in the queen’s lap. Apparently he could now freely switch between his old form as the Sovereign of Spirits—a flying squirrel—and his new form as the God of Spirits—a bear. Since returning to Tiamo, he had started spending more time on Sophie’s shoulder than in the queen’s lap.
With exaggerated modesty, Allen replied, “After all, we’ve already received the best reward we could ever hope for: a promise from the God of Spirits to promote all my party members to four-star Talents.”
“Did I actually say that? I kind of feel like you’re trying to create a fait accompli here...but okay, I guess. Ha ha. You did save my beloved elves, after all.”
It was true that the Rohzen never did promise to give all of the No-life Gamers four-star classes. All he had said was that giving someone a four-star Talent was the limit of his abilities and that he could only raise someone one star at a time. However, instead of refusing Allen’s twist of his words, he actually chose to play along.
Good, good. Just one more thing. Please don’t turn this down either.
“Thank you very much, sir. Additionally, the words that the God of Spirits said when he first started shining are still fresh in my mind. What was it? ‘Thanks to that young man putting himself out there,’ I believe it was?”
“What do you mean by that? Ha ha.”
“Oh, no, nothing major. I’m simply looking forward to seeing what reward I would receive for my contribution to the God of Spirits’ ascension to godhood.”
“A...reward? I think I played a rather large role myself in the fight against Rehzel, though. Ha ha.”
“Oh, yes, so you did! My apologies, I have been remiss in conveying my gratitude. Thank you so much for going to the front lines and fighting to save your own beloved people!”
Allen expressed his thanks dramatically while insinuating that it was the elves whom Rohzen had helped and not the Gamers. In other words, the God of Spirits’ contribution to the fight did not count as compensation. The Elders unfamiliar with Allen muttered in displeasure at Allen’s attitude toward Rohzen, with some even outright scowling. They wondered why the queen and generals were making no move to chastise the impudent boy.
After a pause, Rohzen responded, “I’ve said this before, but I will not be changing the mode for any of your companions.”
Allen protested, “But the Demonic Deity mentioned—”
“I will not. If I do, Lord Elmea will erase me.”
When you say “I will not” instead of “I cannot,” that’s already an admission that there’s a way to do it. Is this roundabout hint his reward?
“Very well. We will look for a way ourselves.” Allen finally backed off, allowing everyone in the room to breathe a little easier.
Through his fight with Rehzel, Allen now understood how Extra Mode and Extra Skills were related. What’s more, he had witnessed the power of Extra Mode up close and personal. Now he was convinced that seeking out a way to change his companions’ mode was absolutely necessary. The discovery that there was an undertaking beyond going to the Rank S dungeon filled him with immeasurable excitement.
Rohzen sighed. “Goodness... Well, there is one new thing that I’m able to do after becoming a god. Would you be satisfied if I do that as thanks?” He was folding first, as his ability to read Allen’s mind had enabled him to understand just how determined the boy was to obtain one more reward. “I can now promote someone to a five-star Talent. Ha ha.”
“How wonderful! So all my—”
“Only one person. I can’t do it for all your companions. You will have to choose just one.”
Aww, so he can’t do it for everyone. I wonder if it’s because there’s a hard cap on the number of people in this world with five-star classes or if Rohzen just doesn’t have enough power or authority. Either case, if I have to choose only one person, I already know who.
“In that case, please do it for Krena.”
“Huh? Me?”
“Our fight this time taught me just how much harder things get when our vanguard crumbles.”
Even though Helmios, a five-star class, had been fighting alongside their vanguard, Rehzel had still managed to break through and reach Allen. This was an indication that Krena and Dogora did not have enough staying power. Those fighting in the front not only had to deal damage in close quarters, but they also had the very important duty of keeping the enemy from reaching those behind them. If the No-life Gamers were to fight any more Demonic Deities in the future, strengthening their vanguard was absolutely crucial to the survival of the party as a whole. To that end, Dogora was already promised three promotions, as he was currently a one-star and would eventually reach four. Therefore, Allen decided to give the opportunity to Krena; as a three-star at the moment, reaching five stars would mean gaining two promotions.
“Well, you can just tell me who you want me to do it for when the time comes. Ha ha.”
“Thank you very much.”
“So, do you want me to change all your companions’ classes now?”
“Definitely. Yes, please.”
This would make everyone Lvl. 1 again. We gotta find a place to grind for a while.
“Then, first up, Sophie.” Apparently even the God of Spirits had taken to calling Sophie by her nickname.
“Y-Yes, my Lord.”
“You will become a Spirit Wizardess.”
“Thank you very much, my Lord!”
The flying squirrel floated up from the queen’s lap and started swinging his hips in midair.
Ah, so the animation is the same as when he casts his Blessing.
Just as before, it was a very cute gesture.
Sophie’s body glowed with a flickering light that soon faded away.
Yes! Her class actually got changed!
Allen checked Sophie’s updated Status straightaway.
* * *
Name: Sophialohne
Age: 48
Blessing: God of Spirits
Class: Spirit Wizardess
Level: 1
HP: 362
MP: 811
Attack: 299
Endurance: 329
Agility: 422
Intelligence: 452
Luck: 420
Skills: Grand Spirit {1}, Fire {1}
Extra Skill: Grand Spirit Manifestation
XP: 0/10
Skill Levels
Grand Spirit: 1
Fire: 1
Skill Experience
Fire: 0/10
* * *
Sophie’s stats were still quite high, even without the effects of the rings she was wearing. Allen recalled that a normal person at Lvl. 1 only had, at most, two-digit stats. However, Sophie was now starting out with all her stats at three digits.
Oh wait, these numbers are half the value of what they were when she was Lvl. 60! This is incredible!
In addition to half her stat values carrying over, Sophie also had a new field underneath her age that the rest of the No-life Gamers did not have: a “Blessing” where “God of Spirits” was listed. Allen was not sure whether this was the reason for her stats carrying over. His impression was that it had been added some time during their fight with Rehzel, but he had yet to figure out what its effect was.
So she keeps the same Extra Skill, but all her class-related skills are gone. Pity about the latter.
Sophie’s Extra Skill was still Grand Spirit Manifestation. Changing classes did not replace it or give her an additional skill. The last noteworthy observation was that her elemental magic skills were gone. She apparently would have to relearn all of them from scratch.
I guess we’ll learn more after everyone levels up again.
“Next is Volmaar. You’ll become a Bow Master. Ha ha.”
“Yes, my Lord.”
There were still so many things Allen wanted to test out. He listed them out in his grimoire alongside careful notes about what he had observed so far, then looked up to watch Volmaar’s class change.
Just like Sophie, Volmaar reverted to being Lvl. 1, with his skills all being reset. He also ended up keeping half his stats.
* * *
Name: Volmaar
Age: 68
Class: Bow Master
Level: 1
HP: 661
MP: 358
Attack: 865
Endurance: 570
Agility: 364
Intelligence: 241
Luck: 392
Skills: Bow Master {1}, Keen Sight {1}, Bow Mastery {6}
Extra Skill: Arrow of Light
XP: 0/10
Skill Levels
Bow Master: 1
Keen Sight: 1
Skill Experience
Keen Sight: 0/10
* * *
I see, the same thing happened to him. I guess that means the class change process lets people keep half the stats by default, and it has nothing to do with the Blessing of the God of Spirits. That’s great! We can always do with more long-distance damage output.
Just as he had done with Sophie, Allen recorded Volmaar’s Status without the effect of his rings. Thanks to keeping half his stats, Volmaar’s ability to deal damage from afar had gone up quite significantly.
“We’ll keep going. Next is Krena. Ha ha.”
“Please and thank you!”
Oh? What’s above Sword Lord?
The God of Spirits swung his hips once more.
“Let us see!” The rest of the Gamers crowded around Allen to peer into his grimoire too.
“Sword King! Krena, you’re a Sword King now!” Allen whooped, absolutely loving how the class name sounded.
* * *
Name: Krena
Age: 14
Class: Sword King
Level: 1
HP: 1,220
MP: 477
Attack: 1,220
Endurance: 856
Agility: 824
Intelligence: 487
Luck: 598
Skills: Sword Lord {1}, Slash {1}, Sword Mastery {6}
Extra Skill: Limit Break
XP: 0/10
Skill Levels
Sword King: 1
Slash: 1
Skill Experience
Slash: 0/10
* * *
Damn! She’s only Lvl. 1 and her Attack is already over 1,200! She can probably already kill a murdergalsh by herself with these stats!
“So this is...” Krena opened and closed her hands a few times, checking the change in her own strength.
Rohzen nodded at the sight. “Yep, your stats did just change drastically. Watch out, because things will feel quite different from before. All right, next is Dogora. You’re becoming a Berserker.”
“Berserker?!” Oh my god, I’m so hyped! He’s actually a freaking Berserker! Allen was getting more surprised and excited than all his other companions combined. He had always associated the Berserker class with using the ax, so he very strongly agreed with this line of class promotion.
At the same time, a smirk also spread across Dogora’s face. “Oh? Berserker? I like the sound of that.” Perhaps the term “berserker” just had a certain ring that resonated with the hearts of boys.
Dogora’s body lit up in response to the God of Spirits’ shimmying.
* * *
Name: Dogora
Age: 14
Class: Berserker
Level: 1
HP: 661
MP: 358
Attack: 871
Endurance: 573
Agility: 362
Intelligence: 241
Luck: 392
Skills: Berserker {1}, Full Might {1}, Ax Mastery {6}
Extra Skill: Heart and Soul
XP: 0/10
Skill Levels
Berserker: 1
Full Might: 1
Skill Experience
Full Might: 0/10
* * *
As with all the others, Allen copied down Dogora’s Status in his grimoire. Since Dogora had started off with a one-star class, he still had two more promotions left.
“Next is Cecil. You have two choices: Sage and Archwizardess. Which do you want?”
Hey, our first branch promotion. So they have that in this world too.
“Huh? So it’s not just Archwizardess? Hmm...which should I get?” Cecil raised her hand to her chin thoughtfully.
“I would personally recommend Archwizardess,” Allen advised. “Since we already have Sophie and Keel for healing. And me too, if it comes down to it.”
Allen wanted Cecil to go with the class that focused purely on dealing magical damage. His hope was that this would give her access to more powerful AoE spells.
“You think so? Okay, I’ll go with that, then. It’s what I’d been dreaming of all this time, anyway.” Cecil nodded at Rohzen.
“Okay, Archwizardess it is, then. Here goes.”
Cecil glowed for a brief moment.
* * *
Name: Cecil Granvelle
Age: 14
Class: Archwizardess
Level: 1
HP: 514
MP: 868
Attack: 330
Endurance: 421
Agility: 510
Intelligence: 1,195
Luck: 480
Skills: Archwizardry {1}, Fire {1}, Sparring {3}
Extra Skill: Petit Meteor
XP: 0/10
Skill Levels
Archwizardry: 1
Fire Magic: 1
Skill Experience
Fire Magic: 0/10
* * *
Yep, Cecil’s always had low HP and Endurance, so the boost she’s getting from this class change is honestly very welcome.
“I’m an Archwizardess now? Allen, let me see!” Cecil bumped up against Allen again to have a look in his grimoire. She seemed almost beside herself having achieved her dream of many years.
“You sure are. Here you go.” Allen stepped aside a little to make space for her.
“It really does say Archwizardess! I’ve become an Archwizardess! Guh heh heh!”
The No-life Gamers had been chattering excitedly while checking Allen’s grimoire this whole time, but of course, no one else could see the tome. Consequently, the elves had been watching them with rather puzzled expressions.
“Next is Keel,” Rohzen announced. “You also have two choices: Saint and Monk.”
“I get to choose too? Hmm...”
I see, one is specced entirely for healing while the other would give him fighting abilities too.
“You are the Saint of Fortune—how about just sticking with Saint?” Cecil chortled.
Because of how much Keel loved money, his friends had given him the nickname “Saint of Fortune” as a joke. Cecil was now recommending that he choose Saint because of the name.
“Wha— That again, Cecil?! I so am not!” Keel protested.
“You so are,” Cecil returned.
Allen stepped in. “The name thing aside, it’d be a great help if you’d choose the one focused on healing.” He was gently pushing Keel to choose Saint for the same reason he wanted Cecil to choose Archwizardess.
All-rounder classes are great for clearing trash mobs, but not so much for powerful opponents like Demonic Deities.
During the battle with Rehzel, aside from Helmios and Rohzen’s help, Dogora’s Extra Skill and Krena’s ability to use skills while her Extra Skill was active had contributed greatly to their almost miraculous victory. When the Gamers faced a Demonic Deity again, the key to victory would lie not in praying for another divine intervention but in having mastered their individual specialized roles.
“I see. Okay, I’ll take Saint, then.”
“You got it,” Rohzen nodded. “Here goes.” He did his little dance once more.
* * *
Name: Keel
Age: 13
Class: Saint
Level: 1
HP: 394
MP: 750
Attack: 299
Endurance: 421
Agility: 480
Intelligence: 661
Luck: 602
Skills: Saint {1}, Healing {1}, Sword Mastery {3}
Extra Skill: Drops of God
XP: 0/10
Skill Levels
Saint: 1
Healing: 1
Skill Experience
Healing: 0/10
* * *
“Whoaaa!” Keel was overjoyed at becoming a Saint. He patted himself all over before checking the change in his stats.
“All right, that’s everyone.” All of them have gotten a significant boost, and it doesn’t look like we’ll have to change up our teamwork much.
Krena: Sword King
Cecil: Archwizardess
Dogora: Berserker
Keel: Saint
Sophie: Spirit Wizardess
Volmaar: Bow Master
As Allen gazed at his companions, feeling moved at how much stronger they had become, the God of Spirits said something unexpected.
“There’s one more person left. Right, Helmios?”
The Hero looked up. “What? Me?”
Oh? He’s giving the Hero a class change too? I guess this is his reward for helping with fighting Rehzel.
“This is partly your reward for helping kill Rehzel, but your class change is also something that Lord Elmea asked for. Hold on, I’ll switch over.”
“I’m sorry, what? The God of Creation asked for my class change?”
Allen’s group fell silent as they watched the exchange between Helmios and the God of Spirits.
