13th floor – Lv. 775 Lava Hammer Assault Division (1)
When the goddess called, a corps of the Federation tried to warp here to escort them.
The Goddess adamantly rejected it.
Not even battleships should come.
This is not war.
It shouldn’t even be recognized as such.
Deputy High Commissioner General Secretary Goblachev gladly complied.
With the permission of the alliance, an unarmed transport ship landed on a small artificial planet.
Of course, it is not difficult to imagine that the allies have accepted the request so bluntly.
He said that the Federation Hero would be with him without even being armed, so he must have accepted it.
Even as an ally, he would not want to touch the most sensitive part of the Federation.
In other circumstances, it was also thanks to the removal of the militants who were occupying the territory.
Some might say that it gives me a headache at the thought of the Exile-worshiping Federation talking nonsense again.
Seeing what had happened, the proboy was in tears.
“No, then what will happen to us? Do we have to move out of here? We have nowhere to go.”
“Hmm, don’t you want to go to the Federation?”
“Is that possible? Barbara was the first to reject him. Of course, it’s true that we were the first to make a mistake…”
Should I call it a 500-year-old grudge? Barbaroy and his clan members did not seem to have forgotten the past.
When the lost vampires headed to the Federation to somehow find a place, the answer they got back was cold.
“Aren’t you thinking of going downstairs?”
“That’s right. I didn’t think anything good would happen if that happened. Above all, the Federation at that time wasn’t strong enough to bend over.”
If you think about it, so is it. Confederation and alliance, still unstable, the Empire would still be strong.
It is said that even if the rich perish, it will last for three years, but there must be no merit in bending even their pride under the Federation that is openly hostile to the Empire.
Of course, there were times when it was just that.
“So the alliance was satisfactory?”
“If that’s the case, would the vampire clans be pushed to such a fringe?”
“You don’t look happy.”
“We still have to live. Other clans … .
Things that existed in many medieval fantasy worlds disappear in the differentiated future.
There are things that are new, but there are many things that remain only in history books.
At one time, the vampire clans, who firmly ruled the night until they made a pact with the human nation, now say they do not even know how to say goodbye to each other.
I told the proboy.
“So that’s it. I’m a clan master.”
“Yes? Yes.”
It must have been a day full of shocking things, so you must be out of your mind.
“That Barbaroine clan, now it’s a music box clan. No. Now what. This is from 500 years ago.”
“Orgel?”
“Remember that when you refer to me, you can call me that way.”
“Is it a pseudonym?”
“Have you ever seen an exile talking about his real name?”
Proboy’s expression turned stupid.
Still, it’s strange that the Sword Master, who has the appearance of a handsome young man in his own way, is doing that.
“Uh, then.”
“If I say one word, even Barbaroy can’t object.”
“If you do that, I will be very happy. Our clan will be loyal.”
“Okay, you’ll love your new home. I’ll say so.”
Proboy was ecstatic and accepted the beliefs of chaos.
In the past, even though they were willing to return to chaos, it seemed that they had been slapped.
Come to think of it, most of the other clan members at the time were probably still alive besides the little boy I brought with me and Barbaroi.
And it will be hard to forget the grudge.
I will never forget the beggar I saw at the end of the 10th floor.
In the words of the straggler clan, that’s the way it was originally. The life of escape is harsh for vampires who are even enemies of the sun.
Night Crow spares no effort in hunting down stragglers who deviate from the pacts of the vampire society.
It was like being pursued twice by humans, who were once of the same kind, and by vampires, who are now of the same kind.
In fact, there weren’t many survivors that Barbaroy had been scraping from the 10th floor.
Considering the clan members who were frozen to death in the northern snowfield on the 6th floor, more than half must have returned to the ashes at that time.
But this is probably the conclusion Proboy reached.
What about in reality? I think it was for a different reason.
Well, that aside, let’s see how loyal our clan members are to me.
A large, square-shaped transport opened and descended a very shiny staircase.
Commonwealth ships tend to be more angular.
Perhaps that’s why the attack on the imperial capital was so powerful.
The first vampires came down.
I don’t think I remember all the faces of the survivors I saw on the 10th floor.
However, even the faces that have passed by are kept in my head within the episode as much as possible.
Since this is a habit, there is no particular reason not to do it.
Still, no familiar face was seen.
They all appear to be under 500 years of age.
They recognized the clan master for the first time in their lives, and sent their sparkling eyes to the point of being burdensome.
After a moment of brilliance, the city sinks into darkness again, providing an extremely vampire-like background.
But the attitude of the vampires lined up in front of that background is really… … .
Barbaroy walked out.
A very noble and handsome face.
It is a sharp impression that blends with the blood of the East and melts without awkwardness despite the slight racial differences.
It’s a face that doesn’t seem to have changed at all, but it’s not really different.
Generosity does not necessarily appear only with the wrinkles on the face.
Changes in gaze processing, gait, posture, and minute facial expressions.
Humans instinctively judge others by gathering such trivial information.
I can do it more consciously.
Barbaroy certainly seemed to have lived a life worthy of becoming a [hero unit].
“Long time no see. Master.”
“It wouldn’t be the level for a long time.”
“About ten years.”
“Have we met quite often?”
Barbaroy laughs lightly.
“As always. As always.”
“Maybe. But I heard you said you wanted to take a break.”
“According to federal research, the current time period is already approaching its end. It seems that the past 100 years are the section that the labyrinth judges as the ‘distant future’.”
“Then is this the last time we see each other?”
Ironically, the Federation, who believes in exiles more than anyone else and has studied exiles, knows as well as I do about the location and timing of their appearance.
However, in this case, the data collected are different, so the conclusion of the Federation is more reliable than mine, which is a rough guess.
Barbaroy continues.
“Probably not. For us, the Master who appeared 91 years ago was at the very end of the labyrinth. At that time, we said that there is one more behind this.”
“Then, I think I’ll let go of the Master’s seat then.”
“The Master wasn’t always a vampire, though.”
“Oh, then I must have looked after I put it down.”
“Yeah… well, for the sake of security, we tried to control it as much as possible. I think it’s better not to try to find out.”
It seems that a race that is quite precious to me in the future has come out.
Knowing its identity now can affect the odds.
Since race cards are particularly sensitive to probability, it is easy to get tangled up somewhere.
It is said that the god of fortune does not like the god of time to interfere with his realm. It was something the planner had secretly told me.
Even the girl will hide the fact that she becomes an angel.
Of course, you can make your own guesses, but if you can’t be sure, it will come true.
Presumably, I made a girl draw on the 15th floor.
Since this kid is a being who twists the odds, shouldn’t it be said that he drew an angel card?
It is better to let the girl be completely dependent on luck.
It won’t necessarily give you good results, but if you get half good results, that’s enough.
It’s up to me to roll it.
After that there was a supper prepared. I wonder what’s going on with the other vampires sitting at the top in the same place.
In fact, you can’t say that Barbaroy and I are very close to each other. But I pretended to be as friendly as possible.
The atmosphere of other young vampires seemed to have to be.
After the dinner, there was time to chat with the legendary clan master.
I worked hard. Keeping Barbaroi by his side without losing his weight.
After the young vampires left in shock, Barbaroi snapped and said:
“You always see the situation accurately.”
“Reading the mood well is my greatest strength.”
“Now rest. We have prepared the most wonderful room.”
“I’ll take care of you.”
“It’s yours. There’s nothing to say about it.”
All the party members were moved to the inside of the transport ship earlier. We were assigned our own rooms.
When you wake up, it seems that employees who have been selected through tens of thousands of competition are waiting to serve you.
The pro-boy looks into Barbaroy’s eyes.
I said with a giggle.
“Will you forgive this friend?”
“The resentment is long gone.”
“Then, that’s what it’s all about, isn’t it?”
“The Master will survive only when the author is here.”
It seemed so. They were rejected to be placed here as needed.
How will Proboy react when he finds out about this?
In any case, he was relieved and boarded the train through the planet again to pick up the clan members.
The future girl has her taste buds.
“It was kind of fun.”
“Aren’t you faster than that now?”
“I think it’s hard to feel the thrill right now.”
After a frivolous conversation, I went to a place called my private room.
I asked the girl.
“Didn’t you bring something from the 12th floor?”
“Oh! That’s right! I told you to bring me some money! Something like gold.”
Ready immediately. The girl hugged her pockets and said hello.
“I’ll go now! You have to be nice to me here too!”
“Anyway. Thank you for your help.”
“Aww, it’s embarrassing.”
A golden divinity wrapped around the girl. After leaving only a few traces, the angel from the future returned to its original time.
Alone, I went to a place called my personal study.
Several notes remained.
If I set the standard for myself, it’s left by the future me, but if I take this server, it’s left by the past me.
It’s funny.
I was able to confirm a few facts. The information I left behind when I reached the second half or the middle of the kingdom.
This is also not a completely fixed future, but at this point in the labyrinth’s judgment, a highly probable future is framed.
In the game days, it was simply a future stage or a past stage, but after the correction of reality was applied, it became a very headache.
“But, well, if it hadn’t been for a headache, I wouldn’t have been able to get this hint.”
Everything in the world has its pros and cons. Cases where only one exists are unexpectedly rare.
I think it’s always up to you to decide.
* * *
The break was only one day. But I was really thoroughly rested.
Barbaroy said that I had to prepare a dedicated transport ship so that I could take the safest and most dense rest for myself.
And he said that our party had already used this dedicated transport over and over again.
Each time the members would have been a little different, but I decided not to ask. As always, there are cases in which the labyrinth makes a favorable decision only when information is limited.
You also have to control your own information.
The facilities were a bit too dazzling, in fact, to the point of being excessively splendid.
Convenience facilities where all the technologies of the Federation are concentrated are packed to the point where there is no space on the expansive transport ship.
When he came to the hot spring created by pouring out the magic of all attributes, he was most impressed.
“This is something I’ve only heard of rumors.”
“Were you on the continent?”
“It was. It’s like a hidden legend. Is it artificially implemented? How did you do it?”
The little boy got to spend time with Barbaroy.
Even so, from the kid’s point of view, it seems that the other side is still more familiar than me.
It seems that Barbaroy himself wanted it too.
Likewise, I also think there must be a reason.
Barbaroy must have already seen the future kid in the past.
This seems pretty bad. A being who helps manage the party by using it instead of limiting its own information.
Should I call it something like a butler?
I think it would be better to confirm this universe as it is.
When I told the god of nature, who was in his own way, his intentions, he readily supported my decision.
“I’m sorry for the fairies, are you okay?”
[In the meantime, besides managing the fairies on this server, I have asked some other gods. You’re almost the only one who made this future, but most gods seem to like it. What if I oppose it alone? In the yard where chaos is also good.]
I also asked politely. Just looking at the exiles held here, more gods than expected have already observed the universe.
That’s probably why the god of discipline who took control of the alliance hit the players.
“Then I will think about it and move on.”
[Actually, it’s ridiculous to even ask that. It’s like having a server in the hands of one exile.]
“I always say this, but I’m a little terrific. Is there any news about the god of discipline?”
[I think I was just the first to enter this future. There are some areas that are a little unclear.]
“Then we’ll find out later.”
I don’t think the God of Discipline and I are particularly antagonistic. Are there any problems that cannot be resolved amicably?
[Even so, the future of this server is pretty far behind.]
“Sometimes it doesn’t happen, so it’s hard to interfere.”
It’s easy to misunderstand because the time sequence is twisted, but the ‘future stage’ of this server started at this point.
The fact that I will visit the past of this server in the future is just a piece of content that has been created and put together.
The labyrinth completely revolves around the exile. The reference point of all time is also the kingdom.
The time perceived by the exile gods is also the kingdom standard. To God, each server is just a new scenario in a strategy simulation game.
The future me that appeared in the past that Barbaroy said.
It’s just a prequel story released after the main story in the kingdom standards.
A story that would have no meaning if something changed so much that this future had no future.
After all, they are all NPCs.
The vampires of the clan who were moved by seeing me, and Barbarois who had dedicated themselves for hundreds of years.
It is nothing more than a fleeting illusion.
Every time this happens, I remind myself of that fact.
Also the fact that maybe I am the only human in this world.
* * *
went down the stairs
It was such a luxurious day that even the eyes of a few people who seemed unshakable from all kinds of rich and noble films were shaken.
but nevertheless moving forward. Everyone has their own purpose in wanting to stay here.
And a battlefield flooded with bullets and gunfire greeted us.
Should we consider ourselves lucky that we are not in outer space?
A squad of trolls with shining greatswords are charging.
From the back, it looked as if a group of goblin soldiers on the defensive were making their final stand.
Before figuring out where this place was, everyone pulled out their weapons.