Only My Skill Tooltip Is Strange

58 – 3rd Floor, Formation of the Navy.

Is there any reason to foam at the mouth and rush at pirates just because they belong to the navy?

Before I had time to question it, the enemy’s cannon fired.

Boom-!

They were deliberately targeting Abella.

Abella rowed vigorously, performing evasive maneuvers.

Even though the body was old, did the experience remain?

With a small raft, she skillfully dodged the cannonballs.

She displayed dazzling movements befitting a veteran.

Applause came naturally.

“Hikari.”

I activated my survival instinct.

And then I called Hikari.

Hikari, transformed into light, transported me onto the ship of the Skeleton Pirate Crew.

It was nice to be able to fly without wings.

“You scoundrel!”

As soon as I landed on the deck, the pirates approached me.

They seemed to see nothing.

“Well then.”

I didn’t hesitate and thrust my sword.

Wearing the golden dagger, there was nothing to fear.

Blood spurted, and the one who had rushed at the forefront collapsed powerlessly.

Swoosh!

The fountain of blood was imbued with magical power.

What kind of magic is this?

The moment I saw it, the boiling excitement calmed down like magic.

“Uh, how…?”

A question.

Is he curious about the reason why I can kill a player with a single blow?

No matter how I look at it, it doesn’t seem like he’s asking out of genuine curiosity.

I had no intention of explaining either.

Puuuk-!

A thrust activated by a powerful strike.

Since I was wearing the golden dagger, most players couldn’t withstand it.

People fell down one by one.

That’s how much my abilities had grown.

‘Only by 0.01, though.’

Why is it only 0.01?

I have no idea.

I came up with a hypothesis, but honestly, it’s hard to believe.

‘Does luck also affect soul absorption? Does that even make sense?’

The second and third floors.

The difference, excluding environmental conditions.

There was only one.

The presence or absence of a player who had increased their luck.

Since there was only one visible variable, I had no choice but to consider that possibility.

‘If that’s true…’

I can understand why Joo Sohee told me to increase my luck.

‘…Then why didn’t she tell me?’

Would it benefit Earthlings if I told them this?

Honestly, I don’t think it would be a good sight.

I have a feeling more Earthlings would start backstabbing, relying on luck.

Joo Sohee must have her own thoughts too.

“Huff, huff. You haven’t already taken care of everything, have you?”

Abella boarded the ship.

She clung on with her skinny arms.

There was a glint of madness in her eyes.

The members of the White Skull Pirate Crew flinched at her ferocity.

“Now, even…”

“Even an old hag like her is looking down on us?”

“…I, I…”

Some of their comrades had died, and while some were growling, others were looking for a chance to escape.

Quite a few actually put their plans into action.

“I don’t want to die! I want to live!”

They jumped into the sea.

One by one, the deserters ruined the atmosphere.

Morale was plummeting.

“You b*stards…!”

“Do you think you can escape from the White Skull Pirate Crew forever? After we kill these guys, you’re next! Got it?”

A guy was shouting desperately.

Maybe because he was wearing the pirate captain’s hat.

His refusal to back down was impressive.

Abella, on the other hand, drew her sword with a delighted expression.

“Uhuhuhu. A pirate, boasting in the beautiful sea?”

A common longsword.

It looked like an E-rank longsword.

But the pirates’ reactions were different.

They started to back away in fear at the sight of her sword.

“An… Expert!”

A blue haze began to rise from Abella’s blade.

Even I, who knew nothing, could see it was threatening.

The pirates were startled and widened the distance.

Their reactions were completely different from when they faced me.

‘Come to think of it, I can’t do that.’

I have always resolved situations with a single ability.

Wreaking havoc based on overwhelming stats, that was my plan.

It’s hard to gauge until you’ve been directly hit by my sword.

That’s why the White Skull Pirates keep crawling in.

There are limits to what can be conveyed with words.

‘Envious.’

Mana Expert.

The realm where one can wield sword energy.

For the people of the Middle World, there’s no clearer indicator than that.

Even when reporting to my superior, saying “Abella is a Mana Expert” is enough, but I have to add further explanations.

‘…Expressing it as incredibly strong to a Korean has its limits, but saying it’s like facing someone with a rifle gives a different impression.’

The atmosphere shifted.

As soon as I showed the sword energy, the pirates began to choose the option of fleeing.

“Shiiiiiit!”

“Where do you think you’re running off to?”

Abella stabbed a pirate in the back.

There was no hesitation.

It wasn’t the skill of someone who had killed just once or twice.

In my eyes, she was better than Kim Minseong.

‘No need for me to step in.’

At this rate, Abella seemed capable of handling everything alone.

‘…That won’t do.’

The White Skull Pirates are bad guys.

They don’t feel guilty even if they kill.

This is the time to absorb souls, if not now, then when?

‘If I’m lucky, I might even acquire a skill.’

Just watching is a foolish act.

I also rushed into the pirates’ midst.

* * *

“All the pirates must be killed.”

Right after wiping out the Skeleton Pirate Crew, Abella spoke.

“Thinking about the trouble these caused….”

What on earth had happened during her service in the navy?

Abella’s eyes glinted as she assessed the pirates.

“But we can’t kill them all. We need to keep some to use as workers.”

It was hard to persuade Abella.

“There might be people who became pirates out of necessity in the Tower of Struggle.”

“…….”

She swung her sword like a madwoman, but she wasn’t truly insane.

Abella hesitated for a moment and accepted our opinion.

Then she whispered in my ear.

“Once they’ve outlived their usefulness, we’ll kill them.”

“…….”

We could catch our breath for a moment, so shouldn’t the pirates be grateful too?

I thought positively.

“I-I’ll do my best!”

“Just leave it to us!”

We spared a few members of the Skeleton Pirate Crew.

They would operate our ship.

They couldn’t do anything foolish.

Not if they didn’t want to die.

“W-We will set sail!”

We secured slaves who weren’t slaves.

We no longer had to wait for player gacha.

We decided to move our base camp to Island No. 3.

“…To think there would be pirates in this sea too.”

Abella’s condition had been unusual since earlier.

What was she so dissatisfied with, mumbling like an old man with dementia?

“What’s wrong?”

“What do you think?”

“…What?”

“About the pirates that are eating away at the beautiful sea.”

Beautiful sea?

‘The color is prettier compared to the sea of South Korea.’

But that’s all.

I didn’t have any particularly good impressions.

I just wanted to go up to the 4th floor as soon as possible.

‘I want to reach a floor with a decent theme as soon as possible.’

For example, a floor like the 1st floor.

I wanted to enjoy a rest on a floor with a modern structure.

Being trapped on a deserted island for over two weeks had made me mentally exhausted.

The reason I became less resistant to pirate looting was also due to this change in mindset.

“I can’t just sit back and watch pirates like those guys.”

“……”

Abella clenched her fist.

Whether it was a sense of justice or something else, she was burning with anger towards the pirates.

It was a reaction I found hard to understand.

There wasn’t much I could do other than give an awkward smile.

“Hmm? Are you not bothered at all? Even though the pirates are running rampant?”

“…Me? I’m not at ease either.”

So I killed many of them.

The number of members of the Skull Pirates who died by my hand would exceed fifty.

I thought that was enough to have done my part.

‘The Earthlings would come up comfortably too.’

Abella was different.

She scolded me, saying that wasn’t enough.

“We need to completely destroy them. So that the pirates can never appear again.”

“……”

The hardest person to deal with in the world is an old man.

Especially a stubborn old man is as difficult as a senile old man.

Abella was just like that.

‘Until yesterday, I thought she was normal.’

As soon as she saw the pirates, her eyes turned.

She was out of her mind.

“How about it? Wiping out all the pirates?”

“…….”

Why bother with such a troublesome task….

“How do you plan to find where the pirates are?”

The island where the Skull Pirates’ base is located.

You might grow old trying to find the coordinates of that island.

‘By then, I’ll be like Abella.’

Becoming an old monster who only mutters about pirate extermination because of the wasted time.

Just imagining it is horrifying.

“Why don’t you know? Those guys are there.”

Abella pointed at the pirate slaves with a puzzled expression.

“I don’t know how the coordinates work. I’ve never seen the coordinates. But I came to Island No. 3 like this.”

I had forgotten for a moment.

Abella is not an ordinary old woman.

She is a mana expert and a player who climbed to the 3rd floor of the Tower of Struggle.

She had her own thoughts.

She is not a senile old woman.

“When I arrived at Island No. 3, the existence of the previous islands became clear. Conversely, it means those slaves can see where the pirate base is.”

“…Ah!”

“The 3rd floor follows the path of the worm Dolph. But we took the ship and found a guide. Do we really need to follow every trivial process?”

“Grandmother is right.”

“Let’s go to the pirate base right now and kill them all. If there’s a good ship, we’ll take it and kill the trash. Let’s purify the sea that way.”

Listening to Abella, I felt one question.

‘What’s the difference between this old woman and the pirates?’

Except for the fact that she once had public power in her youth, she seems just like a pirate….

Of course, I didn’t voice this question.