Heavy Metal [ A Monster Evolution LitRPG ]

Chapter 151 – Lack Of Choice.

“What does it say?”

“I don’t know… Let’s get Big Brother to read it for us!”

Two girls squinted at a note hanging on a large door. The door led to the basement of the house they were currently staying in. After a few moments, they returned with a teenage boy, the only one in their group who could actually read.

“It says not to enter this room or disturb the Mister.”

“Really?”

The youngest girl asked as she stepped closer. As she did, something leapt from the shadows and blocked her path.

“( •̀ _ •́ )”

“Little Gleam?”

She called out as she recognized her friend standing in front of the door like a guard. It looked like this small creature had been assigned to protect the entrance, and not even a child would be able to get past.

“Let’s play, Little Gleam!”

“( ¬_¬ )”

Gleam seemed to react to the beckon but held herself back, bound by the order she had been given.

“Leave her alone, Natia. It looks like Mr. Edmund doesn’t want to be bothered.”

Rolo, the leader of the group, stepped forward and gently pulled Natia back. She started giggling as he lifted her into the air.

“But what is he doing in there…”

Now it was Isan who seemed curious. He tried to move closer, but Gleam skittered in front of him, blocking the way.

“Maybe he’s crafting something?”

That was Ria’s guess. She stood farther back, not as interested as the others.

“Crafting? But it’s so quiet in there…”

Isan replied, still puzzled. The children soon had to retreat, as the silver-colored ant made it clear she wasn’t happy with them loitering near the door. It was obvious she had been ordered to guard the entrance, but the orphans had no idea why.

The voices faded as the children moved away from the stairs that led down into the basement, closing the secondary door that had finally been replaced. The person they were curious about was there, but he would not be easily found. Rusty had already begun his evolutionary process, one that might leave him dormant for a day, possibly longer. During this time, he was vulnerable, and the only one he trusted to watch over him was his friend, Gleam.

Even so, he was a monster who did not need to eat, sleep, or even breathe. The simplest way to keep himself safe was to hide his body somewhere within the smithy where no one would think to look.

At first, he considered placing himself in a wooden crate, hidden among various pieces of armor and weapons. But then they discovered a hidden compartment dug into the ground beneath the building. It was just large enough to hold his body, and it could be easily concealed. No one would find him buried beneath layers of dirt and stone.

Rusty had the strength to lift the cover of the compartment himself. And if he couldn’t, Gleam would be there to dig him out when the time came. In his mind, the plan was flawless. Now, he had returned to the Soul Forge, where his new body awaited him.

“Ahh, back again! I wonder what the choice will be now…”

Rusty walked slowly across the long bridge toward the looming castle. As usual, his guides were already inside. His mind churned with thoughts of what his next evolution might bring. He had absorbed many skills and even gained a few new ones. More than anything, he hoped that this time, he would finally be able to use magic once the transformation was complete.

Before that could happen, he needed to examine the bodies the soul forge had prepared for him. There were usually several options to choose from, so he was taken aback when he pushed open the heavy doors and found only one waiting.

“Huh?”

“Oh, you are here, Rusty, me and our dear hero were surprised too but this isn’t necessarily a bad thing.”

Aburdon, in his darkened form, hovered near the lone suit of armor at the far end of the soul forge chamber. Normally, Rusty was given a choice between a suit fully imbued with either light or dark energy, along with a third option that blended both. This time, however, only one suit stood waiting, and it did not appear especially remarkable.

In his previous evolution, he had been offered a D-rank set that resembled a demonic entity, as well as another that looked like something a holy paladin might wear. Now, he faced armor that seemed almost identical to his current set, apart from a slightly altered metallic tint and a more polished surface.

Rusty stepped closer, his visor narrowing as he examined the armor standing silently in the vast hall of the forge. The metal was forged from an unknown alloy, shifting between a lustrous darkened silver and a subdued gray, with faint blue veins etched into its inner surfaces.

Up close, he sensed something different. This armor held a presence that had not been there before. A magical or arcane energy pulsed from within. Using his mana sense, he detected a powerful source embedded in the chest plate. It was separate from his monster core, yet it radiated concentrated mana unlike anything he had encountered before.

“I see that you can feel it, Rusty. The magical enchantments inside?”

“Enchantments?”

He asked, his gaze still fixed on the armor. The closer he stood, the more it seemed to call to him, urging him to enter. But he hesitated and stepped back, fully aware that the moment he entered the suit, he would be transported out of the forge. Instead, he activated his identification skill to learn more about the new body.

Classification:

Enchanted Twilight Steel Armor [ D – ]

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Type:

Magical/Inorganic

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