8th floor – Lv. 159th Brigade Headquarters (6)
Young-ju was a middle-aged man on a boat. He looked weak, but his judgment was not clouded.
Even if it is not an appendix, it will be a virtue.
He promised our party a lot of rewards, very briefly and concisely.
On the contrary, I was puzzled when I was satisfied with only monetary compensation.
“I thought you exiles were very greedy.”
“Isn’t that also up to people?”
Unless you discover the Temple of Time or become a Time devotee, you cannot freely decide at what point on the continent you will fall.
After all, after the kingdom, you can see and enter to some extent.
The awareness of the exiles that have arisen on this continent is something that has not happened yet for the exiles.
The evils of those who fell to the even-numbered floor of the distant past, or the even-numbered floor of the past, are still being passed down to this day.
If you see that the recognition of the exiles on the continent is the herb and the rice in any episode, it will be difficult to improve this phenomenon.
On the way out after meeting with the lord, I explained that to the girl.
“Isn’t he pretty unusual?”
“Yes. Actually, the longer the exile, the more I feel it. No, I just have to do it. I don’t see them as NPCs, but I realize how important it is to treat them as people, build trust, and build relationships.”
So is this case. If our party performs impressively enough, it will remain in the memory of that fat lord.
Or it may just be that the battle itself remains a legend sung by the bards.
In that situation, if you fall on an even-numbered floor where time has jumped a little further into the future. I could be the legendary hero who saved this castle.
Building these relationships is therefore very important. It’s a snowball that rolls slowly and doesn’t seem like much, but there comes a time when it helps.
When I re-established the fairy empire as a petal fairy, I was truly a hero handed down in folklore.
No matter what era I met, they served me.
In their legend, I remained like a guardian deity who appeared to save the fairies in case of a crisis.
It’s amazing and stuffy, but there’s no way I’m going to abandon the faction whose friendship is at its maximum, so I continued to maintain such a relationship.
You never know how a small favor from somewhere will return later.
In that sense, it is necessary to be more visible to the inhabitants of the continent, who are NPCs rather than exiles.
“Five…….”
“Why? What’s that ominous horsetail hanging?”
“No, actually, I thought it was a bit too wild. Some of the people I saw seemed to be a little scared of me.”
it must be scary Would it look like the same person? I think I’ll arm wrestle with the ogre.
“No, I lose to the ogres. I’m a fragile high school girl.”
“Uh, sir.”
Well, it’s not bad to buy a little fear though.
Our party is unique enough as it is now, so we only need to leave a strong impression.
It gives the impression that the friendly forces are certain.
“I’ll try!”
“Yeah, that’s right. He’s nice.”
I was hit with a mysterious headbutt earlier, and then my ribs really came out, so I consumed some healing potions.
It’s not much, but it’s worth it. When I heard the story, I couldn’t say anything because I was purely worried.
* * *
About the story, the hunter delivered it to me as a representative.
It was more like a request to trust and trust the party members.
I… … .
“Come on, get ready.”
“Why do things happen like this?”
“Senior, show me the power of an old exile.”
You can find out if you go to the kingdom. A high ranker or a senior exile of the ranker level can easily subdue exiles who have no time to enter the realm.
Even the hunter did not know that he had never reached the kingdom. My thoughts were a little short.
The fairy wizard decided to hang out with her for a while while shaking her head.
A girl rushes with [Dash].
A stab like a flash is not easy to react normally.
It is almost as if the sound of the wave is heard late.
At a normal level, it is a level of violence that cannot be dealt with knowingly.
But for me, it is also an attack that has never given me a valid hit.
The fairy wizard, who had no knowledge of close combat as much as me, calmly gave up one arm and realized magic.
The girl tried to stab her in a non-critical spot, but the slight delay caused by the smashing of the fairy wizard’s arm could not stop the magic implementation.
Lightning strikes from a shattered arm.
Lightning and smoke billowed from the girl’s body.
As the muscles got out of control, the rush made by inertia became meaningless.
The fairy mage applied gravity magic without much effort to nullify the physical shock.
And as it is, bondage magic [bind].
When the girl got out of the condition caused by a momentary electric shock, the match had already been decided.
“Did you see it?”
“What is this?”
The girl licks her tingly lips and says:
The fairy wizard frowned at the smashed arm.
“It hurts. That girl is really great? A surprise attack will definitely work.”
“In other words, it will never work unless it is a surprise attack.”
“right.”
The hunter and the youngest opened their mouths with their eyes wide open.
The fairy wizard adds.
“You don’t know too much about magic. I don’t know what kind of magic exists and what applications it can be applied to. If it were just like that, it would have been better to move in a zigzag motion and disturb it.”
“But in the end we had to approach it, and it must have been struck by the lightning element.”
“If it’s close, there’s no trigger delay at all, so there’s nothing you can do about it. Lightning isn’t the enemy of all warriors.”
The girl said with an expression that she couldn’t understand English.
“Uh, can I try over there one more time?”
The fairy wizard nodded.
After four additional attempts, the girl declared complete surrender.
As they said, they tried to move in zigzags, gave fakes, and showed the avoidance of superhuman reaction speed to avoid falling into the range of lightning, but in the end they were all subdued.
The girl now wondered about something else.
“What if it was a veteran warrior?”
This is a question raised because the opponent was a fairy wizard who was close to a pure wizard, and his skill level was also built up only as a pure wizard.
The goddess gives a prophecy for everyone to hear.
“Hmm, well, even if I’m only level 50, I’d like to think that I’ll be able to subdue it by picking my nose.”
Agreeing to that, he pulled out his long sword.
He reached out to the girl and snapped.
“Come on.”
“eek.”
I made that kind of noise, but the girl still jumped on me.
Up until now, they have dealt with the same assassin.
For the first time as a warrior.
I didn’t spill, counter feed, or take my breath away in the first place, I waited for every attack, then struck, defended, and withstood.
“Wow, really! Why can’t I get a valid hit when I’m faster? I’m so mad.”
“The action is too obvious… it’s too much to say. Because the system is in place.”
This is a slightly different matter. All Senior Exiles are basically more than masters in handling the body.
Should I call it an artificially created genius?
The stats of the labyrinth cannot transcend the race itself no matter how much it accumulates.
However, within the realm that can be reached by that race, it makes him an infinitely trained superman.
Calmness and thinking ability by correcting muscular strength and physical strength of strength, correcting precise movements of agility, and correcting mental strength of intelligence.
What should be the result? Martial arts master? Even in the outside world, a master at a level unprecedented in human history is born.
You won’t be able to win an arm wrestling with a troll, but you can catch the troll’s punches and let them go.
If you have experienced thousands of levels, it means you have become such a master.
And those memories remain even after death.
“Usually the strength stats are the problem. There really aren’t any left.”
“However, correction by agility or intelligence is a stat that is not very poorly acquired.”
It is the so-called experience of becoming a master.
Still, that’s not all. I ask because I have to speak right away.
“You’ve never died there, have you?”
“yes…….”
That’s a big difference too. The skill of throwing away one’s life and the skill of saving one’s body are two completely different issues.
“Seniors aren’t afraid of death. They’re just annoying. How about you?”
The girl thought a little, then answered very honestly.
“scary.”
“Yeah, that’s normal. Hunters wouldn’t really make a big difference, would they?”
The hunter groans. answer nonetheless
“That’s right.”
“It takes a very long time for fear to turn into irritability. It doesn’t just happen by dying a lot. It takes time to accept it all. I think it’s a matter of the mind.”
The time limit given to exiles is subjectively spent.
No matter how arbitrarily twisted, the years spent in the labyrinth, suffering, tormenting, and exhausted.
It is an indicator of itself.
“That’s why seniors are treated like that. If you go to the kingdom, you’ll find out by watching the 70’s and 60’s that tutorials spit out. Still, if you haven’t been there, you might not know.”
“Cheer, that’s right. At first, it was a very culture shock.”
“These are very cute little ones.”
Even the goddess rejoices and fights. It will be more like seeing chicks than ever.
The girl was completely depressed.
“Then I can’t win even if I fight with the hunter uncle and the youngest uncle, right?”
“It must hurt a little.”
“I’m a wizard, so I can throw away my limbs.”
This is another problem. Unless he dies, the exile is immortal until the moment the healing potion runs out.
Knowing the good of not dying in moribundity is really the realm of the senses.
And this feeling is cultivated only after a great death. If your age is low, you have no choice but to know how far you have to go with your body.
If not a labyrinth, where on earth would one cultivate the sense of death? If you die once outside, it’s over.
So, unless there is a difference in abilities and equipment to an unreasonable level.
Seniors are invincible in face-to-face battles between exiles.
The girl is completely pale and says, ‘I’m useless.’ He started muttering the same sound.
Oh man, did you kill too much Qi? I was going to teach you these things only after you reached the kingdom.
He went and patted his back and said.
“Still. None of those noisy guys out there.”
The girl asked, wiping away her tears.
“You’re not going to stay there, are you?”
“The named arch shaman, be careful. There might be twins.”
“Ugh.”
“No, I’m sure I’ll be able to do it right now. Calm down.”
While I was growing up and comforting myself, it started to rain.
The civil servants who watched us from afar, who were strangely relaxed, had a colorful expression on their faces.
At first he was puzzled, then at some point he became angry and resigned. Next is fear.
They only have one life.
Exile is the feeling that you will know again after 100 years have passed.
“No, wait a minute. Come to think of it, if I die now, it’s over, but what would have happened if I made a mistake and died while dealing with that girl.”
The fairy wizard only now realized and grumbled at me. See, for seniors above a certain level, death is just this perception.
you may forget
“Then the exile is not in vain. We should just die.”
“Isn’t it too much to say that it was someone else’s life. Heh heh.”
* * *
Unfortunately, from the position of being an exile, no matter how important [race mainstream] is at stake, war is no matter what.
The continent is just a farming place to the last.
If not, there are other servers.
Even I think that way, so the inhabitants of the continent may not like exiles.
Unless my life is really at stake, I cannot be desperate to protect it.
In that sense, the first response of the alumni garrison was quite accurate. Exiles cannot be trusted.
He was called out and nominally led our party.
“Oh, well. Anyway, you’ll figure it out. I’m not going to interfere.”
The brain of the alumni who whispered in his ear turned out to be the commander in chief. I didn’t think much of it because he was a young man who didn’t feel like he was looking at all.
Instead, he came with a bitter smile.
“It’s a bit like our captain, because he suffered a lot from exiles when he was young.”
“Where on earth could there be a person without a story. I understand.”
To be honest, I’m not interested, but I nod my head solemnly.
commander says:
“Instead, I have a good memory. Before enlisting, I lived in the forest. My family business was hunters.”
When his title appeared as a common noun, the hunter was devoured.
When I see that old man too, I can barely laugh.
At first, it gave off a bleak middle-aged sexagenary cycle, but these days it has been released a lot.
“My whole family was attacked by wild goblins, but I was barely saved by an exile.”
This is also a surprisingly common myth and tragedy.
There’s no reason to do that just because you’re an exile, so there’s no need to be vicious.
I just asked out of curiosity.
“What was the composition of the exiles you saved?”
“It was a female archer, a wizard girl, and two male warriors. I still remember it. I first learned that there were good exiles as well.”
oh I know who this is. But if the two warriors were still alive, it was before the fifth floor.
The girl notices and whispers.
“That party, right?”
“I think so. It must have been the 4th floor over there.”
“Wow… that’s how time flies.”
“Didn’t you understand?”
“It’s different from realizing it.”
“Well, it isn’t.”
The commander nodded his head one last time and said.
“I heard your performance last night. Please take care of me.”
It was a sincere request.
Everyone nodded. It’s not our business, and even if it doesn’t feel like it, it’s a different story if you’re asked like this.
In the end, each other’s prejudice is the problem.
I went out and took a seat on the wall.
The captain led us right above the gates. It seems to have been judged to be the strongest power.
The fairy wizard followed with a smile.
The other personnel deployed to the left and right of the gate are also black hoods.
Night Crow is also an important power. As a national accredited institution, did it have the duty of national defense? Usually it was.
There’s no way the monster hunters are weak.
The flag of the Stormcry Brigade is waving and the battle cry is resounding.
Those roars made based on faith actually have a buff effect and a debuff effect on the enemy.
The fairy mage lowered her voice and said.
“I think last night’s attack was delayed because I stole the vampires.”
it sounds hot Had it not been for the uproar, more people might have survived last night. Vampires have good compatibility with assassins.
“Uh… Those clan members, hmm. I killed them all, but are you okay?”
“Anyway, vampires aren’t like the clan master’s property.”
“That’s right, though.”
At that moment, the sound of the horn trumpet announcing the start is sounded. Greenskin’s attack began.