The Legend of the Northern Blade - Chapter 155: The Wind Summons the Clouds (2)

What does “being perfect” mean to you? To Hashidate Yuuto, it means everything. All his life long he strived for perfectness until a single incident occured in middle school that ruined his plans of being perfect: He pooped in front of the whole class and parents. Believing, that his reputation was destroyed and that he would never be able to reach perfectness anymore, he wished that the incident never occured. This is when a mysterious Goddess named Maki offers him a button that allows him to go back in time.

Based on the popular Vocaloid song “” by kemu.

In the darkest and most cruelest dungeon is the birth of a specie who lives his every day life trying not to fall prey to the claws of the predators.

To survive amongst predators, one most shed off the flesh of a prey and take on the skin of an even bigger predator.

Power Ranking

Note

The numbers refer to existential value, and all lifeforms has it.

ADVENTURER GUILD POWER RANKING

Lv 1 - 20 = F (1 - 49)

Lv 20 - 30 = E (50 - 99)

Lv 30 - 50 = D (100 - 499)

Lv 50 - 60 = C (500 - 999)

Lv 60 - 80 = B (1,000 - 4,999)

Lv 80 - 100 = A (5,000 - 9,999)

Lv 100 - 200 = S (10,000 - 19,999)

Lv 200 - 500 = SS (20,000 - 29,999)

LV 500 - 900 = SSS (30,000 - 49,999)

LV 900 - 1000 = XS (50,000 - 99,999)

SPIRITUAL ENTITY RANKING SYSTEM BELOW

■MONSTERS AND OTHER NON-HUMAN LIFEFORMS

●Apocalypse > 100,000,000 - 1,000,000,000

●Armageddon > 10,000,000 - 99,999,999

●Cataclysm > 1,000,000 - 9,999,999

●Disaster > 100,000 - 999,999

■HUMAN

●Transcendent > 100,000,000 - 1,000,000,000

●Warlord > 10,000,000 - 99,999,999

●Mystical > 1,000,000 - 9,999,999

●Heroic > 100,000 - 999,999

How long I’d been here, I couldn’t quite recall. From this sorry situation, I as always raised my eyes to the sky; a sky in which the great, massive sun was clad in levity. Sunlight poured gently upon all. What a blessing it would have been for the world if only the skies could remain clear. For tomorrow too, and for all days to come, I was to continue to pray for calm. To endure for those who cried, with desperation I remained in prayer.

And then, one freezing, forlorn, soulless, stagnant, drizzly day we died. Or so I thought…

This is a time of great powers: The vast Persia, Sparta that was founded by force, Athens with its trade and business, Thebes the rising star, The ambitious Macedonia, The twin heroes of the Western Mediterranean, The rising Rome and so on.

This is an era of brilliant stars: Agesilaus II – the last king of Sparta, Epaminondas – the Rising General of Thebes, Philip II – the founder of Macedonian’s hegemon, Dionysius – the tyrant of Syracuse, Camillus – the Roman dictator and savior…

This is an era of contention among a hundred schools of thought: Plato – the great philosopher, Antisthenes – founder of cynicism, Pythagoras – school of number, Democritus – the encyclopedia scholar, Hippocrates – the father of western medicine, Aristophanes – the great dramatist…

What will the hero bring to the world when he comes to this age as a humble mercenary through rebirth?