My Reflector Is Invincible

5. A Person He Needed to Meet

There was an overwhelming number of arrows.

Thwack! Thwack! Thud!

“Arghhhhh!”

“Spare meee!”

The slaves who were hit by the arrows lost their lives in an instant.

The same went for Joo-in.

Many more arrows were pouring down on him than on the other slaves.

“B, be careful!”

He could hear Haken’s urgent shouts from behind him.

However, instead of trying to avoid them, Joo-yeon raised both his hands.

It was as if he was trying to increase his surface area to get hit by even more arrows. It also looked like he was protecting Hak-yeon.

Poof, poof, poof, poof, poof, pfft!

And in an instant, he turned into a hedgehog.

His entire body was literally filled with arrows.

That wasn’t all.

Whoosh!

His grease-covered slave uniform caught on fire.

It was clear that someone’s arrow had been lit on fire.

The arrows stuck all over his body also became fuel, and in an instant, they lit up the surroundings in red.

The soldiers who had shot the arrows watched the scene from afar and burst into laughter.

“Look at that bastard over there. He’s turned into a complete hedgehog.”

“He crawled out on his own like a maggot. What a sight.”

That was when it happened.

The voice of one of the soldiers trembled violently.

“Hey! What is that on you?”

“Huh? What are you talking about?”

“On your forehead…”

Blood was dripping from one of the soldier’s foreheads.

“Wh… what?”

As soon as the soldier touched his forehead, blood gushed out.

Poof!

At the same time, intense pain consumed him.

“Kuaaagh!”

The nearby soldiers were startled and jumped away from him.

“What… what is it! What the hell is going on!”

“Get away from him quickly! Something’s wrong with that guy!”

At first, the soldier only screamed.

But suddenly, his body caught on fire.

Whoosh!

The soldier became a torch while still standing.

The other soldiers were so surprised that they couldn’t even speak properly.

However, the real hell had yet to begin.

“Huh…?”

“A, are you too?”

“No, you… right now…”

Changes began to occur in all of the soldiers’ bodies.

Blood began to flow from their foreheads.

Poof!

Blood burst out from various parts of their bodies.

Some soldiers were engulfed in flames accompanied by an intense burning sensation.

Whoosh!

“Gyaaah!”

“Keugh!”

The flames spread among the soldiers in an instant.

The fire was so hot that it was impossible to approach.

The shocked commander shouted anxiously.

“What are you all just standing there for! Hurry and throw some dirt on it!”

“We’ve been doing that, but… the fire won’t go out!”

“What?”

“It’s as if oil was poured on it. It won’t go out no matter what we do! What should we do, Commander?!”

“……!?”

The commander couldn’t help but be genuinely bewildered.

“What in the world is this……. Did we get cursed as a group or something?”

Perhaps this wasn’t a slave rebellion, but an attack by mages?

It was natural to have such a thought.

The commander’s face was grave when…

“My, oh my. I don’t even have any clothes to change into.”

A slave emerged from the flames in the distance.

It was Joo-in.

Of course, the commander was stunned.

“……He survived that attack?”

He had clearly seen Joo-in get hit by the arrows and burn to death.

However, he still had no idea.

That Joo-in was the one who created this spectacle.

* * *

Joo-in was in a rather bad mood right now.

Every time he brushed his body with his hand, arrows continued to fall off.

“Damn it. They shot a lot.”

The arrows looked like they were embedded in his body, but in reality, there was no damage.

The flaming arrows had also burned his clothes, but not his body.

This was because he had ＜Reflected＞ it all.

‘But I guess I can’t reflect the fire that’s on my clothes.’

Only Joo-in himself could be reflected.

As a result, the only clothes he was wearing burned off, leaving him naked.

Of course, he didn’t care about slave clothes or anything like that.

‘It’s just that it’s a bit weird walking around naked.’

He simply disliked his current state.

Still, Joo-in was able to laugh.

Because he had confirmed the effects of ＜Reflect＞ with his own two eyes.

‘I’ve roughly confirmed the effective distance of Reflection.’

I could tell just by looking at the archers who were still alive.

The ones who were dead were right at the maximum distance of ＜Reflection＞. Basically, it reflected all attacks, but there was a distance limit for directly returning damage to the opponent.

The ones who were alive by a hair’s breadth were really lucky.

Of course, that wasn’t all I confirmed.

‘I never thought this would be reflected too.’

＜Abnormal Status: Burn＞

It was a debuff caused by a fire-attribute attack.

It continuously inflicted ＜Flame＞ damage, and if it stacked, it would actually burn you.

‘As expected of a Unique rank.’

＜Reflection＞ was a skill that was even more excellent than I thought.

However, I didn’t have much time to think.

Whoosh!

The northern wind was not something you could endure naked.

Joo-yeon called out to Hakken, who was blankly standing behind him.

“Hakken. Wasn’t there any clothes among the things you brought?”

“Uh… there weren’t.”

Hakken’s condition wasn’t normal enough for him to say anything more.

It was understandable, considering he had seen magic-like abilities twice.

‘I can’t help it. I can’t take his clothes off.’

Joo-yeon started by looting the fallen soldiers around him, taking their clothes.

‘It’s a long way to the village, so it would be nice to have at least one horse…….’

There was only one in sight.

‘That commander’s is all there is. Surely he wouldn’t charge?’

No matter how foolish, he wouldn’t charge at me.

If he charged after seeing this sight, he would be brainless.

In fact, the soldiers were trembling in fear and couldn’t move.

A proper commander would run away and plan for another day.

‘Yeah, there couldn’t possibly be an idiot who would risk his life to kill mere slaves…….’

“How dare… a mere slave! Charge! Charge!”

Is there?

Joo-yeon looked at the commander as if he had been doused with cold water.

Regardless, the commander swung his whip at the soldiers.

“You idiots! What are you all just standing there watching for!”

“B, but… that guy just killed dozens of people without lifting a finger…….”

“Are you crazy! Do you think a slave with that kind of power would be locked up here!”

“But…….”

“Some idiot must have touched a trap set up in the labor camp! Have you forgotten where this place is!”

“……!”

Only then did the soldiers’ trembling stop.

Some slave camps were rumored to have magical traps to prevent the slaves from escaping.

“But what was that arrow that pierced the slave? I saw it clearly?”

“W-well? Did you see a mirage? That’s strange.”

“There are traps that spew flames, so could there also be traps that show illusions?”

Of course, they weren’t completely fooled.

No matter how much they thought about it, they felt uneasy.

It felt like they shouldn’t touch Joo-in for some reason.

The commander helplessly raised the spear he had behind him.

“I’ll show you myself! Which idiots touched the trap, and that the slave was just lucky!”

Heeying!

In an instant, the horse the commander was riding charged forward at an incredible speed.

The commander’s spear was aimed at Joo-in’s head.

It looked like he would pierce it at any moment.

Suddenly, Joo-in’s eyes lit up.

‘He’s not running away but charging? Is he out of his mind?’

If my life were precious, I would have run away immediately.

It was clear that he had made a big mistake because he thought his opponent was a slave.

‘If that’s not the case… Then there must be a reason why he has to kill the slave.’

He might have received contact from Count Sanders.

He must have charged because he couldn’t show it in front of the soldiers.

If so, I had no intention of letting him go.

‘Is he a centurion?’

The number of soldiers he brought with him was about a hundred, so that would be about right.

‘Good. I needed a horse anyway.’

Horses were rare in the Balantino Saga.

Especially warhorses. Warhorses were so expensive that they were worth a fortune.

There was no reason to refuse when someone was offering to give it to me for free.

Joo-in’s eyes scanned the commander who was charging at him.

‘He looks like he’s riding well, but… his grip on the reins is sloppy, and his handling of the spear is awkward.’

Only the ＜Cavalry＞ class can properly handle warhorses.

That means he’s not a cavalryman.

Even so, the fact that he can ride a warhorse means that he has the ＜Horsemanship＞ skill.

That’s why it was strange.

Because learning skills in this world was not an easy task.

‘You have to receive the skill from a master of a higher class or learn it through chance.’

Chance doesn’t activate easily, and there are no masters who teach skills carelessly.

Then all that’s left is money.

It costs a lot of money to learn the skills of another profession. But a mere sergeant has such a skill?

Moreover, he was riding an expensive warhorse.

‘Does he have a strong backer?’

It was clear that the rearguard was supporting his skill training.

“He must have told them to guard this place.”

In other words, a guard. No, he was more like a guard dog.

Just then, the commander almost reached him and shouted.

“Cavalry Charge!”

Joo-yeon let out a hollow laugh at the shout.

‘Huh? How can a guy who’s not even a cavalryman use one of the specialized cavalry skills?’

It was a skill that pierced through the enemy’s camp while galloping.

One of the main skills of cavalry-type jobs that was great for boosting the morale of friendly forces on the battlefield.

The soldiers moved following the commander in an instant.

“Die, you slave! I can never let you live!”

Finally, the commander’s spear was aimed at Joo-yeon’s head.

It was as if he would pierce through his head in one go with fierce momentum.

And right at that moment.

Bam!

The commander’s spear pierced through Joo-yeon’s head.

For a moment, it seemed as if his skull had flown up into the sky along the spear.

But that was just an illusion.

“Commander?”

“Why are you doing this! Why did you stop…”

The soldiers couldn’t continue speaking.

It was the commander who was supposed to pierce through Joo-yeon’s skull.

However, as Joo-yeon, who had approached him, pulled on the commander’s leg.

Thud!

The commander, who was on his horse, fell to the ground.

His head wasn’t there.

It had fallen off separately, as if it had been pierced by something.

Joo-yeon grabbed the horse’s reins.

“I’m your master from now on.”

Neigh!

Was it because it had just witnessed its previous master’s death?

The horse didn’t resist. As if it were natural, it bowed its head toward Joo-yeon.

The soldiers screamed in terror at the sight.

“C… Commander!”

“The commander is dead! Everyone run away! He’s a monster we can’t handle!”

The soldiers began to flee in all directions.

They were terrified of Joo-yeon, who had killed dozens of soldiers, including the commander, while dodging arrows.

The morale effect of ＜Cavalry Charge＞ had also disappeared.

＜You neutralized the enemy’s charge without moving from your spot.＞

＜You have shown overwhelming power against enemies who outnumber you.＞

＜Special Achievements＞

＜[Assault Obstruction]＞

＜Morale does not waver against enemies that outnumber or overpower you＞

＜Your spirit becomes even clearer in unfavorable situations＞

Morale was an incredibly important stat.

If it was lacking, then negative status effects such as ＜Fear＞ or ＜Anxiety＞ could be inflicted.

Skills could also misfire or have their effects reduced.

This achievement prevented such things from happening.

‘This achievement is essential for meeting the King of Knights.’

In order to prevent Count Sanderson from blocking his path, he absolutely had to meet the King of Knights of the North.

And if he met him, he could also resolve this issue with his body that was like a walking skeleton.

If he was going to do it, he might as well get living expenses and an initial foundation too.

‘In this North, winning over the King of Knights is the most efficient method.’

However, he was not someone who could be easily met.

‘In this state, it would be a hundred percent annoying.’

Aside from achievements, there was something else he needed.

‘I need to be able to use Reflection freely.’

Reflection was the Demon King’s strongest skill.

However, if there was no way to overcome it, would it have been possible to defeat the Demon King in the first place?

That meant that there were conditions to Reflection.

Of course, Joo-Heon knew exactly what it was.

He was the one who had researched it while playing thousands of rounds trying to defeat the Demon King.

‘Right. Reflection is linked to stamina and innate defense.’

In other words, the range, number of times used, and power of Reflection changed according to the physical stamina and defense.

In other words, the more he raised them, the more he would become the strongest in the true sense of the word.

Maybe even more so than the Demon King, no, much more so.

‘Even in my current state, it’s at this level, so I can’t even imagine how strong I’ll be in the future.’

So he had to find someone who would introduce him to the King of Knights and someone who would give him skills.

Joo-Heon began to lead his horse.

He was heading toward the waterfall, where he would have had a 50% chance of surviving if he had done things the original way.