8th floor – Lv. 159th Brigade Headquarters (3)
The goddess of chaos was exiled for many years.
And for many times that amount of time, he sat on the throne and watched the flickering of the worlds.
The server persists even if all Exiles belonging to it disappear.
Since there is no exile belonging to it, the way to enter is completely lost, but you can contemplate as a god.
A closed world or an abandoned world.
NPC. What is it? If the inhabitants of the continent ask if it is a game-oriented NPC, it is certainly true.
They are not qualified to clear the game called Labyrinth.
They obviously have no past.
they are made
The moment a new tutorial is born, the world and characters are born with it.
But can you say that it is not life? I still don’t know.
The goddess has a personality that puts away difficult things for once.
The god of chaos is a god that is rarely worshiped by any race.
Sometimes demons serve, but it rarely happens when a new server is opened.
In addition, although demons are powerful, they are difficult to call as a proper force because their numbers are small and they are excluded.
‘I should have sat on the throne of war. tt.’
The new seat is not something you can choose. Because no one knows where the throne of suffering will end.
‘If it was a war, I would not have been able to help this guy quite a bit.’
I was thinking about it without realizing it.
The goddess was a little surprised by that fact.
When was the last time you thought like this?
Even as a god, her feelings were gradually getting thinner.
It was just imitating from memory.
‘Now I have to come and say something like this, but it’s really embarrassing.’
It was just what I thought.
I was tired of waiting for the challenger who didn’t come.
I decided to kill myself.
He surrendered himself to the flow of the divine throne and waited silently for the disappearance without thinking of catching the departing believers.
It wasn’t difficult.
He was annoyed, joking around, and just playing with it for fun.
Because that is the nature of the throne of chaos and freedom.
Many years have passed.
I thought I was ready to face extinction, even sending the last member away.
divine suicide.
When that moment came, I realized it.
Deep within my instincts, something I thought was now dead soared.
A childlike stroke that had been covered by the years, or thought to have been covered.
She also agrees, but her personality is subordinated to her appearance.
Maybe it’s been too long since I was young.
The child, who suddenly erupted like that, burst into tears and longed for life.
So Shinto was re-established and death was postponed.
And now, since becoming a god, it seems that I have an attachment to a Shinto for the first time.
A party leader who secretly takes care of everything he needs to take care of even though he is ticklish.
A little boy who talks to each other while hesitating.
Serving oneself with faithfulness that has never been experienced before.
A hunter who is suspiciously fond of fairies.
It’s not bad. Instead of having a huge denomination and reigning as the majesty of God. He watches closely as if he were a colleague on the spot.
It would have been better if you held a window and stood between me.
If so, wouldn’t it have gotten closer to the feat of clearing the labyrinth?
The oddly ideal party seemed so.
“Confusion! I have reached the exit!”
An angel’s prayer is heard from somewhere.
Compared to a leader or a little guy who prays that doesn’t even sound like a prayer, he has more formality.
This guy is also amazing.
Angel followers are the first in many years.
These days, life is a little fun.
I knew I wanted to keep seeing what this party would do.
It is a day when we are deeply reminded of the fact that God was also human after all.
* * *
The dwarf merchant expressed great displeasure at accessing the battlefield any longer.
It is also dangerous to move around the battlefield large.
Because you don’t know where the battlefield is from.
I had to say goodbye because I was going back to the rock dwarf village.
The trader finally offered a deal.
“Aren’t you thinking of selling the elongated things on his back?”
“I’m sorry, but this can’t be done.”
The merchant left without asking any further questions as if he knew it would.
I don’t know what this is, but it seems like he knew something about something that the exiles also possessed.
Dropping guns on the continent right now is not a very good option.
Since it is an item from the future, if you give it to the rock dwarfs or hand it over to that merchant, the development of the times would have accelerated.
That’s too big a variable. Reducing uncontrollable variables is the basis of roguelike.
“Then let’s go into the castle slowly while looking at the situation.”
He said he didn’t know how long it would take. Moves on foot, largely bypassing the battlefield.
The army of the Orc Empire was not besieging the castle.
Maybe it’s just the confidence that you can break through if you just hit it, or maybe it’s because you don’t have the confidence to do something great like a siege strategy?
As the day darkened, the battle entered a lull.
Greenskins who worship the gods of war and ferocity never attack or sneak attack.
Only goblins who were not even treated as proper believers were allowed to do so.
Greenskin’s theory is that fighting at night is only for the weak.
So, looking at the darkening sky, I was able to approach the castle’s east gate.
What is under attack is the preface.
“There! Who is it!”
As the torch light shone and reached a discernible distance, the voice of the sentinel, who was very sensitive, was heard.
I shouted.
“Exile!”
“What?”
* * *
Exiles are usually human.
At least on the continent of the present age, there is a high probability that it is well known.
Most of the exiles spend their early stages in the Middle Ages.
A party with an even-numbered time zone from the beginning to modern, future, or ancient is very unfortunate.
Or maybe you’re lucky enough to farm equipment from a different era.
In any case, human factions readily accept exiles in times of crisis.
Being of the same race is no different from saying that they are from the same country in this world.
“The two of them must have come from the East.”
The alumni garrison commander looked at the girl and me and said. It looks like you don’t know much about exiles.
He’s the kind of person who doesn’t understand the concept of being from another world.
But I nodded quietly.
“Do you have anything to order?”
“Hmm? It’s a request. Aren’t you guys here because you guys have something to do?”
A strangely glaring enemy.
Picked up somewhere is full of prejudice. He’s the boring and tiring type.
“I’m not saying otherwise. How much do you know about exiles?”
“I know they’re bastards who can’t get along.”
“Are there any other rumors?”
The captain of the guard groaned. Call another soldier next to you. A soldier who was working on writing something on stone slabs with lime.
The two of them left for a while, seemed to be talking about something, and then came back.
The girl hears
When asked, the reply came that they were discussing our treatment.
Is it the brain of the defender in his own way?
“Okay, first treat me like a mercenary.”
“Are there many mercenaries? I want to know the terms and conditions of the contract.”
Money is important. All even-numbered layers after the ideal of this level of plate are now closely intertwined with human history.
Currently, there are human hero units on the Orc side, so a certain amount of money is needed.
“Hmm, that’s… better to ask the mercenary commander.”
It means there is a boss.
The system is more organized than I thought.
Like Night Crow, humans on this continent seem to be quite strong.
I simply bowed my head and walked out.
A soldier came and showed us to the mercenaries’ quarters.
It’s called a dormitory, but it’s closer to the tent villages lined up in the vacant lot.
There is an atmosphere of war for a long time. The size of the castle was not small, so the size of the mercenaries was not small.
The captain was a bald giant who wielded a huge ax and looked exactly like our youngest.
“Exile? Okay. Move freely. I don’t want to associate with an exile. Sometimes, just follow the instructions when we all move together.”
“Of course, that should be enough.”
“Hmm, that’s the most trustworthy exile I’ve ever seen. And I really like you there. It feels like you’re reunited with a younger brother who doesn’t exist.”
The youngest laughed softly.
Well, it’s because they look like twins.
In this way, a great position was secured.
In wartime, even if they are dismissed as exiles, they cannot be dismissed.
Greenskins will probably attack tomorrow.
The only thing the guards are wary of is the goblin assassin.
I have to go get my business done.
The hunter had his own mercenary experience, and he knew the physiology of it.
“Even so, we’ve worked together.”
“It won’t be a big deal until I get back anyway. If we all get around together, trouble can happen.”
Even mercenaries who are not exiles will hate it if they move in groups at night, and in the worst case, they will send a knight.
Fantasy medieval knights are a force that cannot be underestimated. In modern terms, it is like a tram.
In the real Middle Ages, the cost and status would be called a tank.
In the fantasy world, it is literally, and in a physical sense, it is.
“Then take a good look at the kids.”
“haha.”
Leave the party members behind and move.
Darkness is a time for vampires.
If there is an active vampire, it must be now, and if not, it must be night if you have to find a hideout somewhere.
Ironically, if the land of humans is attacked by other races, there must be vampires there.
They are predators, but they are picky eaters who cannot survive without human blood.
In the end, since we are a community of destiny with humans, we find ourselves in an ironic situation of protecting our food.
* * *
The Night Crow branch is also in a very secret place.
Of course, the secret society is not such a bizarre organization, it is a national public figure in its own way. However, it is located in a rather shady place in order to prevent idiots from sneaking around.
At least ordinary mercenaries and soldiers do not know.
I know.
He once belonged to Night Crow.
Of course, in the current situation when Greenskin’s attack has begun, there is a risk to casually contacting Night Crow.
You might even run into something like a greedy old man.
However, the people who know vampires best are Night Crow, except for themselves. If I had to say the next thing, would it be like a lycan slope?
Because the castle was not small, it was not close to a place that could be called a back alley.
The streets were quiet, but the residents did not panic.
So far, it has been quite successful in defending against the invasion. The atmosphere on the street wasn’t that dark.
The bar operates as usual, and the lights are on in the workshop.
The peasants who lived outside the city walls are trembling with anxiety, but the citizens of the city lead a normal life.
A magic flame is burning in the street lamp.
Night sets foot on the fortress wall in earnest.
A curtain is cast even in an untidy slum.
There is no light to remove, so without magic, you can’t see an inch ahead.
I lit a fire with my fingertips.
If you advertise that I’m a wizard, you can prevent idiots from getting entangled.
A vagrant with his hand in his arms as if about to attack makes an impression and disappears into the darkness.
Even in slums, there are bars. No, on the contrary, there are more.
Night crows usually nest in such places.
Even among the shabby bars, I look for a place that looks clean.
There is no such thing as a signboard. What I’m looking for is a sign that may be on the exterior wall of a building.
I messed up three times and found it only the fourth time.
“Ah, it’s really dirty and hidden. Well, they’ll come to know roughly what it is.”
Still, it’s better than the game. At that time, it was a place that could not be entered without an introduction due to a certain level of friendship.
As I grumbled inside, I saw gloomy old tables lit only by a few candles.
Drunk people scattered haphazardly are snoring, chattering or growling.
Some of the dogs were still wearing weapons that smelled of blood.
Even a mercenary is not good enough, but he must have volunteered as a defender to earn a share.
I walked to the owner, who was looking at the inside, and put the pendant on it.
The owner was annoyed and covered the pendant with a cup.
“Give me this secretly.”
And he’s a scumbag who’s great at sneaking away.
I put my hand behind the bar to check the authenticity and came back.
“It’s Sir Dusbourne’s stuff. So you’re the one?”
“Have the rumors spread all the way here?”
“Hey, Sir, you talk happily every day. Probably there is no crow that you don’t know. Wait a minute.”
A cup of cheap brew comes up in front of me. Don’t you mean drink?
I hate enlisting because the dwarf merchant’s liqueur was so good. The dwarfs are quite serious about alcohol.
By the way, he didn’t sound like a man with a heavy mouth, but he went on to spread rumors around the neighborhood like that.
As I shook my head and smelled the alcohol, the owner returned.
no one was with
It would have been communicated in some other way rather than outright.
Usually the branch head resides at the guest, Chuck Hall.
Naturally, I looked at the table behind me.
One raises his hand as if he knew it would.
A pure white hand that doesn’t suit the place.
And the youthful jawline that peeks out from under the hood.
As I got closer, I could clearly see the inside of the hood. If the distance is too far, it seems to be a magic that blurs the perception.
Somewhere between the young man and the boy, a fairy with a face greeted him warmly.
“It’s been a while, since you’re still human, so you can’t find the remnants of Barbaroi? What floor is it now?”
The fairy wizard grinned.
“It’s on the 22nd floor. I’m still here to get bitten by a vampire, do you have any information?”
I bluffed and laughed face to face.
there seemed to be It is a starting point that may determine the future of the human race. As the orc empire is strong, so do the fairies.
If you’re from an exile, you can’t miss this event.