“Tupa, the Assassin? He is like a ghost that appears when there are quests that people do not take.” The Guild Master of Timely Sands shook his head at Galahad, a hint of curiosity in his eyes as he spoke. “You won’t find him here. Sol has no quests that Tupa takes. Most adventurers find his presence unsettling. They don’t shun him outright, but he is often avoided. He takes on the quests no one else wants—those that deal with problems festering in the shadows. His work helps us with the unwelcome troubles that others are unwilling to face.” The Guild Master’s gaze became distant, his expression reflecting a mix of reluctance and contemplation. “He is a lone wolf, solitary and distant. Adventurers dislike him because he doesn’t engage with others unless absolutely necessary. It’s a shame, really. His actions are vital, and yet he isolates himself from the camaraderie that binds us all. His reluctance to bond with others is a curious flaw for someone who does so much for us.”
“Assassin Tupa?” The Dwarven Leader of Stein scratched his bearded chin thoughtfully before responding to Galahad. “Why seek out that man? He appears only for requests concerning expeditions or item gathering. We have many adventurers for those tasks. However, Tupa has a knack for finding places where materials are abundant and of superior quality. His skills have saved us countless times, especially when resources are running low. Though we have many hands, his exceptional ability to locate and acquire rare materials is invaluable. We dwarves appreciate those who excel in their trade. Tupa’s prowess in finding hidden resources and quality items is highly regarded.”
“Ah… the ghostly Tupa.” The Arctic Wolf Beastman, Leader of a prominent tribe, growled at Galahad defensively, his eyes narrowing as he spoke. “You, Human Knight. We only speak with you out of respect. But if you seek the ghost, he is not here. Tupa is more than just a human; he is more than a beast. He is like a spirit, a deity who emerges only in times of dire need. We respect him deeply, almost reverently. He comes when needed and vanishes when not. The ghost does not seek peace; he seeks calamity. Seek him where the storm is at its fiercest.”
It was strange—so strange. Galahad had been searching for the elusive Assassin for three months, feeling as though he were chasing after the wind. This Tupa seemed to be a figure who appeared only when there was a pressing need. Quests that others avoided, gathering things others deemed insignificant, and even the Beastmen revered him, speaking of him as if he were a divine entity. It was as though Tupa were an urban legend, a phantom summoned by crises. Did this mean Tupa had been present during the emergence of Heavenly Yard in the Holy City? It would make sense, but what role could he have played there? Galahad could only ponder as he rode his trusty steed, his mind a whirlwind of questions and curiosities.
But… this could only signify one thing, right? After all, these were signs of a rising Hero. Heroes did not emerge overnight. They were blessed by gods, recognized by people, and came to the fore in times of crisis. There were only fifty Heroes recognized across the world, and Galahad was one of them.
All Heroes were known to be at the pinnacle of their strength—Level 99—and given titles by the Great Leaders of various regions. Just as Galahad was ordained as the Great Knight by the Holy City’s Pope after slaying a fearsome dragon. So…
What made this Assassin special? What made him show signs of becoming a Hero while seemingly refusing to transcend beyond his role as an assassin?
Galahad’s curiosity was piqued. He was impressed not only by what he heard about the Assassin but also by the enigmatic nature of the man. Galahad felt a strong pull towards understanding this mysterious figure, someone who seemed so out of place and yet so crucial.
“Ah, Tupa the Assassin. Yes, he was here recently—about four months ago—taking a quest to venture into the Forest of Isolation.”
Finally, Galahad had found a lead. It appeared that Tupa had ventured into Alexandria, perhaps summoned by some pressing need in the region. The Great Knight’s heart swelled with joy, hope and excitement coursing through him as he considered the prospect of finally finding this elusive assassin.
“Ah yes! It seems the Gods have finally guided me to the path leading closer to the Assassin.” Galahad stood tall, his posture straight and imposing as he faced the Elven Librarian, who appeared to hold crucial information about Tupa. “May I know what he is doing in the Forest of Isolation?”
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“Quest details are usually confidential, but in this case, the quest is open to all that are qualified.” The Librarian retrieved a scroll from a compartment on the wooden wall, giving it to Galahad, who took it with grace and read the contents. “The Faes have rebelled against the Leaders of Alexandria, stealing books from our great libraries—ones that are too significant to afford to lose. We cannot disclose the contents of said books, but it warrants care that one would risk their life for. Multiple adventurers have already taken the quest and ventured into the forest… but none returned. Tupa, however, has been coming in and out of the forest. While we are thankful for his dedication to this quest, we can see that he is struggling against handling the Faes. He returned some books two weeks ago… it seems he is making deals with the Faes and manages to win against their trickery.”
“The Forest of Isolation…” Galahad murmured, studying the scroll as he weighed his options. “I have heard that dealing with Faes requires specific attributes. Don’t you need Wisdom and Magic Defense? Intelligence-based stats?” He looked up at the Librarian, seeking confirmation.
“Indeed. Yet, when we tested him for qualifications, the crystal deemed him capable.” The Elven Librarian appeared equally puzzled. Assassins were typically known for their agility and quick reflexes, not for intelligence-based traits. Sages, Wizards, and Magicians were expected to possess such qualities. “We are in need of all kinds of help, so if it was determined that he is capable, we cannot refuse his participation.”
Galahad pondered for a moment, the metallic clank of his sabaton echoing in the room as he tapped his foot thoughtfully. “… Would I qualify for this quest?” he inquired, surprising the Librarian. Knights were typically strength-based, so his doubts were understandable.
“Well… let’s check if you meet the requirements for the quest.” The Librarian led Galahad to a separate room used for testing the qualifications of adventurers changing classes. The room was filled with books, and the air was thick with the scent of mana and the presence of elemental sprites. At the center of the room stood a small table within a magic circle, a glass crystal orb resting atop it. “Please touch the magic crystal.”
“Ah, this takes me back.” Galahad chuckled, approaching the crystal with his armored hand, recalling his own tests of mana in the past. He expected the usual results, knowing his mana was low. But this time, the crystal glowed brightly. “Hmm? Did I gain mana?”
“Well, it is possible for individuals to gain mana through training and experience, though it typically takes longer for those not naturally attuned to it.” The Librarian noted something on his clipboard before nodding. “Unfortunately, while you do have some mana, you do not meet the specific requirements for this quest. We cannot extend it to you.”
Galahad sighed, rubbing the metal gorget on his neck in thought. It seemed he couldn’t take the quest… but that didn’t mean he couldn’t meet the Assassin, right?
“Will I still be able to enter the Forest of Isolation?” The Great Knight asked, looking intently at the Elven Librarian. “My main intention is to find the Assassin, Tupa. The Forest is within the City’s borders… so I can enter it, correct?”
“Oh, you can. However, combating the Faes and other beings within will make it challenging to journey deeper.” The Librarian warned, understanding the risks involved. “You should prepare adequately for your expedition. As an adventurer, you know the importance of being prepared.” He led Galahad out of the room, ready to see him off. “I’ve heard that iron is an effective countermeasure for Faes, and bringing something to create fire would be prudent. Just be cautious not to set the forest ablaze, as it could devastate our flora.”
“Understood. Thank you for your guidance. My armor and sword are made of blessed iron. As for fire… I can bring fire scrolls.” Galahad expressed his gratitude, mindful of the warnings and suggestions. “Also… is Assassin Tupa particularly difficult to handle?” His curiosity about the man grew, and he sought more information.
“He is a helpful individual, though he is quite reserved and secretive. He prefers solitude and avoids crowds, which we Elves respect.” The Librarian opened the door for Galahad. “However, I must mention that the last time he left the Forest to return books and gather supplies, he did not appear well. His dealings in the forest seem to be taking a toll on him.”
“Ah…” Galahad’s expression grew troubled. “… That is concerning. I must make haste.” The Knight bowed deeply before straightening up. “I will take my leave to prepare.”
Galahad’s concern deepened. It sounded as though Tupa was suffering but chose to handle everything alone. Was it pride, or were there other reasons? It seemed the solitary assassin never sought help, coming and going as he pleased, disliked and liked by people due to his solitary nature. The Knight was determined to understand and assist. He intended to seek Tupa’s help in his quest, and he would do his utmost to support the assassin.
Galahad could not fathom adventuring alone, as it was a lonely path. His genuine desire was to aid the other, especially given Tupa’s mysterious reluctance to advance beyond the role of an assassin.
“Very well. Be careful, Adventurer.” The Librarian nodded, returning to his desk. “The Faes are rebelling, so proceed with caution. It would be wise to bring a Priest.”
“It is alright. I was trained in the Holy City. Praying and seeking God’s aid is within my capabilities.” With determined resolve, Galahad left the library, his cape billowing as he headed to his steed. He needed to prepare for the unknown length of his stay in the forest.
If an assassin like Tupa could venture alone… then Galahad was resolved to do the same. He had faced many trials and overcome numerous challenges, and this would be no different. With unwavering determination, he prepared himself for the journey ahead. His armor clinked softly as he mounted his noble steed, equipping himself with fire scrolls and additional supplies. The Forest of Isolation awaited, and he would not rest until he had found Tupa and completed the quest.