12th floor – Lv. 445 Fairy Mafia(2)
There are times when you feel the developer’s malice while playing the game.
You can feel such malice by placing an unimaginable formidable enemy in an unimaginable place. Rogue-like doesn’t feel so much through the arrangement as the map’s composition changes from time to time.
Then, if you ask how you feel, your opponent will spray you with a strong omen. Signs like you’re in big trouble right now.
For example, setting strange habits or traits on dangerous and powerful Named.
The great human wizard and [hero unit] Shakhma is also the same.
Shakma is a genius close to a mutant born with a strangely high empathy for magical powers.
Thanks to that, his magical powers are unique enough to be recognized even if he doesn’t need to identify them.
From a magical point of view, it is at a level that can be discerned like pollen floating without any special equipment.
In addition, the shakma usually end their lifespan and do not die of old age.
What old and powerful wizards often try for eternal life.
In this age, he would be a powerful lich or demilich.
And, like many human hero units, it also has flaws, such as being a mad mage.
He’s eccentric and troubled, but he’s also incredibly powerful Rich.
It is usually the state of Shakhma that you see when you have flowed up to this age without any exile’s intervention.
* * *
It was fortunate that the Proboy had come this far.
“Do you know anything more about the Fairy Mafia?”
“What do you mean?”
“They either have a backbone, or they’ve been horribly murdered.
“I think I know the former, but I don’t know the latter.”
What I heard afterward was kind of like an urban legend.
In fact, the fairy mafia has more exiles detained, and it is said that they ordered it from somewhere.
“Did so many exiles appear here?”
“It’s not, but it does show up occasionally. Oh, of course, it’s only occasionally by my standards, so if it’s human-like lifespan, you’ll never see it a few times in your life. It’s on the high side compared to other places.
“You must be right.”
Even for unfortunate exiles, the labyrinth provides bad luck under certain rules.
Exiles can appear virtually anywhere, unless otherwise specified.
However, if there is a change in the odds as you progress, or if the difficulty is extremely high due to simply not having bad luck.
It appears in some predictable place.
In order for the difficulty to be high, at least the environment must be a harsh place or a very threatening enemy, and such places are limited.
In other words, the more dangerous the place, the more exiles appear.
In that sense, the planet was dangerous enough, and it deserved a lot of exiles.
Even the vampire sword master, who walks back and forth right next to me and recalls the information he has learned, does not know what the outcome will be if he fights properly again.
The same goes for the dwarfs.
However, if it ends here, it has a warm and lukewarm feeling compared to the 11th floor.
I actually got over it easily.
It feels a bit smooth compared to the difficulty that a girl is wearing.
So, the fact that there are stairs here is almost certain now.
If possible, the original stairs are in the same place.
“I’m going to have to run this. Just figure out the exact location. Go to the next floor as quickly as possible.”
The girl said as she tried to grab the magical power that floated like pollen with her hand.
“Is the owner of this magical power very dangerous?”
“Even if it’s still a human, the lich is a high-ranking undead, so it’s actually a high-ranking race. Think of that saint as an angel.”
“Run away. I don’t think we fight a lot.”
In particular, NPC wizards are more dangerous as they are not implemented as skills.
Do-it-yourself magic is difficult to predict even for countries.
It’s a dangerous enemy who doesn’t know where to hit.
Proboy was unaware of the existence of such a lich.
“But it’s here. Would you be aware of such outstanding magical powers?”
“This phenomenon itself has been around for a long time… So it was already like this when I settled here. It’s like pollen, so I wondered if the fairies did something.”
“How many years ago was that?”
“Just after the planet was abandoned. A little over a hundred years ago?”
“Did the alliance have already withdrawn at that time?”
“Yes.”
Hmm, I had to think about that. No one knew why the alliance was abandoned. Actually, there is no reason to throw it away.
Although the location is ambiguous and it is an area with no particular advantage, it could have been used as a base with a little remodeling.
But what if the alliance was pushed aside by something?
And what if the fairy mafia is actually someone’s private power?
Wicked lichs often have subordinates. Like the villain’s boss.
Due to the nature of the name Shaqma, this was also common.
And why is it usually organized that way?
“Are there many times when the exiles disappeared even though they never left?”
“Um, well, I guess I was just dead.”
I looked for signs of use on a rapidly planet-piercing rocket facility.
There were hardly any. It appears to have been abandoned for a long time and managed by robots.
From the traces left, it is presumed that the fairy mafia was unaware of the existence of this facility.
The characteristic magic that seemed to be scattered was also very thin.
As if it had slowly percolated into an enclosed place over a long period of time.
‘Nature, do you not know anything?’
“You know that Richie’s whereabouts are still unknown. The fact that the fairies who betrayed me didn’t have many places to set foot.”
Cases of fairies who came to serve the god of war after betraying nature remain in history. Most of the fairies in the Greenskin Empire weren’t very happy.
However, the lifespan of a fairy is too long. Having no place to return to, they would have had to find an alternative.
“It would be crazy to expect him to be friendly.”
This is a running issue. I don’t know where
I saw Proboy.
“Let’s go to the next floor together.”
“Yes?”
“You can come back.”
Proboy’s thoughts were quite light. It’s because I didn’t think that I couldn’t get myself out of the fairy mafia.
But it became impossible.
I understood the explanation, but the expression of the long-lived vampire became shaky.
“How about becoming a member of the Federation?”
“Is that going to happen?”
“The Goddess will allow it.”
“…the world is money.”
“Even communism doesn’t mean that private property is not allowed.”
“I don’t like it anyway.”
Even without looking at it, it seemed that the goddess was giggling.
* * *
Fairies have lived on this planet for quite some time. When a hundred years pass, even a long-lived fairy will have a similar sentiment to that of a human ten years.
They created a city of a closed shape, unlike even on a closed artificial planet.
The population was surprisingly large. It was not common in this universe for the lost fairies to settle down.
In particular, many fairies who did not betray the God of Nature in the distant past also flocked in.
This is because humans have made it difficult to stick to the alliance any longer.
Although short-lived, the jealousy of those in power was just as great.
Beautiful, eternal youth, and various natural talents.
From an objective point of view, fairies were a perfect race.
Except for the fact that the gestation period also reaches ten years, which makes it extremely difficult for the population to grow.
Some of the fairies wandering away from their hometowns were able to acquire quite a bit of ferocity in the process.
Unresolved hostility, unsolvable hostility, easily stains the white canvas.
The stump fairy, who was patrolling chewing gum, spit wildly.
it’s phlegm
One of the comrades next to me was casually walking down the street and burning tobacco.
It was generally unacceptable under the god of nature and ‘chastity’.
As the times progressed, the number of fairies who deviated in this way increased.
Fairies should be beautiful, pure and noble.
The chastity suffix was a divine seat with a particular emphasis on that point.
And in fact, fairies are born that way even if no one tells them to. But that doesn’t mean that all objects are like that.
From the traitors in the first fairy wars to the fairies who have recently given up being part of the alliance.
All of these are unavoidable flows as the tide of the times overflows and more and more exciting entertainments are being arranged.
Of course, even in the midst of such deviance, the fundamentals are sincere.
He has been patrolling the same place for 10 years, so he diligently examines every nook and cranny even though the floor has become shiny.
Sometimes even magic was used.
It is in this era that the meaning of the word wizard has come to mean a person who skillfully handles magic cartridges.
Still, the stump fairies were true wizards.
After such sincerity, something different from usual was discovered.
“Is there a door here?”
“No, I certainly wouldn’t.”
Magic paints the floor. It is a magic that finds traces developed relatively later.
As magical power flows, it senses past biological reactions. It was revealed that a significant number of people had escaped through this place just a few minutes ago.
There were no intruders here right now, so I had to look inside.
The inside was an unknown facility.
A stump fairy frowned and came to a conclusion.
“You don’t know about this? So maybe an exile?”
Exiles were strangely frequent occurrences on this planet, in this fairy city. The elves explained that the hiring employers attracted exiles by virtue of their existence.
“Report! Let’s go report!”
“A patrol?”
“Are you going to go around?”
“Yeah, then.”
The inhabitants of this city are all laid back, with a long lifespan.
Neither the boss nor the employer were too concerned about the various things that happen in life, so the report was delayed by a few more minutes.
* * *
Bone hands move. The old lich dipped his finger in the exile’s healing potion.
A crackling sound is heard and the bones begin to damage.
But there was little to no pain.
There was no real damage.
This does not mean that they are completely immune to divine attributes. However, it also signaled that one of the major weaknesses was being overcome.
“Pain is a sensation that the undead should not have, but this liquid is not holy water.”
I know that some laws are at work on it. I also know that the law is very incomprehensible.
But Richie wanted to make those laws his own.
It has been that way ever since I realized that the labyrinth itself wasn’t something eccentric with a personality.
“I wish there were more exiles. If possible, strong and old ones.”
In my heart, I want to catch a god. Gods are the oldest exiles above all, and those who have suffered more exiles than anyone else.
However, he could not even find the entrance to the [Kingdom], let alone the shrine.
It was merely inferring that there must be such an entrance somewhere in the universe.
“Tsuk, last time a party died at the end of its lifespan. It’s not good.”
The lack of samples is a big problem. There was also a lot of interest in the [skill] in their body.
“I need more guys from that kingdom.”
For some reason, the only exiles that flow in are those who have fallen into weakness. It’s as if I fell because of the whims of the labyrinth even though I didn’t have the skills to come here.
It wasn’t good.
Because the stronger the research subject, the better. It would be nice to have more of that labyrinth law inhabited in my body.
“If it’s not God, even those.”
There is one legendary Exile Party in this universe.
Legendary exiles who were heavily involved in the founding of the Federation and who constantly appeared and saved the Federation in every crisis.
The leader was said to be the great ambassador and high priest of the goddess of chaos.
If it was a creature in this universe, there would be no way to know it.
That’s why they talk so boringly in the Federation.
As Richie stretched and shook his head, a dog-eared leaf fairy knocked on the door.
“Come in.”
The fairy spirit, who came in with an eagle-shaped spirit on her arm, informed that there was an intruder.
It is believed to be a fairly large group of exiles.
“Have there been no reports of finding the stairs?”
Not knowing anything else, as much as the existence of the stairs is to be heard immediately. patrol for that.
Richie tilted his head. Then I thought of something.
It’s been too long since I last used the bedroom. It’s natural that the undead don’t sleep.
So I went there and opened the door, and there was a staircase.
“Oh.”
The skull clenched its teeth sullenly and slammed against it. will laugh