“Keah!”
As soon as she realized that her head was on fire, Visil, who had barely regained consciousness, let out a desperate scream.
Either that or not, Do-jin kicked and pushed away the struggling Visil.
The remaining three were at a loss for words because they were fed up with Dojin’s violence, but later came to their senses and made a fuss.
“heel! Do heel first!”
“Crazy bastard! Set someone’s face on fire?”
At least, Do-jin almost laughed out loud.
Those who tried to kill people and steal items were all they said.
What is the difference between stabbing or burning?
Brutal killing would be worse in real life, but this is virtual reality.
The pain you feel when you set fire to your face like that is, at most, low-temperature burns based on normal settings.
I might have PTSD from the immersive experience of my face burning and the heat passing to my lungs with every breath, but that was something that those who tried to get ahead had to deal with.
“Asshole, motherf*cker.”
Frightened by the situation rather than the pain, Do-jin sprayed oil in front of those who were about to attack, stepping on Bi-sil, who was scratching his face on fire.
Those who were watching the death of their comrades in real time, with their faces burning like Ghost Riders, backed away in shock as if hydrochloric acid had been sprayed on them.
‘Jerk the. I could win enough if I just prepared to burn and rushed into it.’
The asshole’s friends burning in real time were another asshole.
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Maybe this is magic too. mutual magic.
Coldly ridiculing Dojin, this time he pulled out Bisil’s dagger from his left hand and threw it away.
The target was a healer who was casting recovery magic with a white face.
It wasn’t equipped anyway, and the equipment captured in this way was at best the level of throwing iron pieces.
“Wow!”
In a virtual world that is more realistic than reality, it is rare for newbies to move with all that in mind.
As expected, the healer who saw the flying blade instinctively rolled his body, and the healing spell that was being cast flew into the air.
In the meantime, the human firewood wriggling like a worm stopped moving.
Visil’s head, which I glanced at, was similar to Munch’s painting The Scream.
The only slight difference was that his face and hands were charred, and that he was a little more hideous than the person in the famous painting because of the burnt oil residue.
Dojin touched Visil’s corpse with his foot.
Then he quietly turned his gaze to the living.
Tired of the emotionless eyes, they step back one step at a time.
“What?”
What are you talking about? The question of the three at the same time.
The answer to that question came right back.
“It seems there is no hope for you now.”
Four is hard, but three is no problem.
Does the wolf with its tail lowered by the force have a chance of winning?
Even more so, these are puppies of wild dogs who are not even wolves.
Ugly things that resemble beasts even when they are afraid of fire and save themselves.
It was Do-jin, not the frightened beasts, who took the lead this time.
Do-jin was the first to pour about half of the remaining oil and cover the healer with a waterfall of fire, killing him.
It wasn’t until then that the two warriors rushed as if they were willing to risk the burning, but it was a very late decision.
Do-jin responded by creating a flash of light to those who were embarrassing to call them pincers.
“Ugh!”
Before he could do anything, shrunken by the momentary burst of light, the flowing, connected attacks turned him into a dancing ball of fire.
“aagh!”
Then the last one jumped out from behind the burning comrades.
As if they were looking for an opportunity, aiming for only one shot, they were in the mood to get along with each other.
A situation in which the opponent who is a warrior in both strength and speed has the upper hand.
It was too late to avoid it.
The moment I thought so, a blade dug into my right shoulder.
Pooh.
Blood splattered heavily.
It was an attack that would have killed him instantly if he had dug in a little longer.
Considering the average defense of a mage, it should have been that way.
But that didn’t happen.
“Why why… … ?”
His eyes were puzzled by the toughness of his hand that was unbelievable for a wizard of a similar level.
Dojin answered kindly.
“I was incapable of stamina.”
Do-jin, who used all the bonus points earned through leveling up on physical strength, had defense and vitality (HP) that were incomparably higher than those of wizards of the same level.
Unlike other wizards, who collapsed when stabbed once, they had no choice but to be hard.
I didn’t know that fact and rushed with the thought that I only had to put in one shot, so the defeat of the ignorant was inevitable.
“If you happen to run into them somewhere, you’d better run away on your own.”
You can’t light the oil because it’s so close.
I just put the maximum amount of mana that can flow into the current magic circuit and project the most intense firepower that can be created.
But that was enough.
Although he only raised his physical strength, the total amount of intelligence obtained through other paths was similar to his physical strength.
It meant that the power of the magic that Dojin decided to use could not be weak.
Perong.
Flames rose from the hands that covered the enemy’s face, as if exploding.
dump.
The last wild dog fell to the floor.
Among the dead enemies, Do-jin took out a cigarette.
Then he set fire to the splendidly burning corpse as a match.
The magic circuit that was overheated by emitting instant firepower was stabilizing.
“Whoa… … .”
Do-jin, who spit out smoke with satisfaction, muttered in a low voice.
“I don’t play games for this taste.”
Dojin was a user who loved PVP as much as PVE.
* * *
Do-jin, who enjoyed the victory and burned a tobacco to cool the magic circuit, checked the spoils left by Bisil and the gang.
Neutral users lose items with a probability even if they die, but chaotic users who commit murder (PK) lose items with certainty when they die.
‘Did you carry something useful?’
As expected, when Healer looked at the place where he died, a sparkling ring caught his eye.
I don’t know if it was equipped, or if it was stolen from other users, but it was a ring that raised the maximum mana.
Even if you buy and sell it right away, it is a useful option that can save you tens of thousands of won.
‘Baby, it must be a bit sore inside.’
Do-jin, complaining about the misfortune of those who dared to attack him, checks the next loot.
‘The two warriors are fine.’
The two warriors only had the usual items of equipment dropped by kobolds.
Then, all that was left was a secret thief.
“what. Aren’t they already gone?”
Visil’s corpse disappeared over time.
Still, the items he left behind were still in the place where the corpse had been.
However, judging by the shape, it was a simple piece of metal.
A common piece of metal japtem that kobolds have collected from here and there.
Chaos user died, but only dropped japtem?
“Did you save a country in your previous life, what is it?”
[Mysterious Bronze Sculpture Imbued with Magic]
… I thought it was, but when I picked it up, it wasn’t.
“… is this here?”
The identity of the piece of metal left behind by the thief was an admission ticket to the Hidden Dungeon, dropped by monsters around Geron with very, very dire odds.
* * *
A piece of metal that would look like a bit expensive japtem at best to someone who doesn’t know how to use it.
However, Do-jin knew that this was the key to unlocking the barrier of the hidden dungeon ＜The Magic Workshop Encroached by Evil＞, and he knew where the dungeon was.
He knew the location of the dungeon and obtained the key.
Now, if you just attack, you can eat all the hot rewards.
The level would also rise steadily, and it would be of great help in achieving the target growth.
There was just one problem.
‘Even after changing to normal indungeon, the difficulty was quite difficult… If it’s a hidden dungeon, it’s going to be difficult alone, right?’
It is a difficult difficulty and party play that will be indispensable due to it.
Why is that a problem?
Of course that’s a problem.
The fact that he had to share the opportunity to clear the hidden dungeon he had obtained with someone was itself a problem.
Do-jin felt his stomach hurt just thinking about it.
Do-jin, who was offended just by imagining it, began to think seriously.
How can I eat this good food to my stomach without sharing it with anyone?
Organizing a party is always the last priority.
The risk of getting stabbed in the back is high, and I don’t want to share the reward.
Hiring NPC mercenaries is also on hold.
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Money is money, but low-level mercenaries and low-level adventurers have nothing to do, so most of them are bullies with swords.
The odds of getting hit by a knife are rather high that way.
Then, in the end, I had no choice but to raise the level enough to be able to attack alone before attacking.
‘I can’t help it. It will take some time to go beyond the proper level and attack, but it will be better than splitting the rewards with party members… … .’
“It would be nice to have a slave with the ability to take care of it right away.”
Wait a minute. slave… … ?
The expression of Do-jin, who muttered a useless wind, became strange.
It was because I thought about it.
There was no need to share rewards, the possibility of being stabbed in the back or stabbing a knife in the back was infinitely low, and if you look at it right now, it was a slave who had excellent abilities.
‘About how much was the yellow top of the Imperial Mage Tower?’
After returning, there are only two wizards of El Tomagia, the Imperial Mage Tower, that Dojin has encountered.
Shisala Omen, who is in a similar position to the end, if not to the end, of El Tomagia’s peak, Shion Grace.
Of the two, the yellow rank was, of course, Sisala.
In other words, the slave that Dojin remembered was Sisala.
Of course, the slave’s own will was not reflected, but it didn’t matter.
Do-jin had the confidence to take care of her, and then that would be a slave.
Pampering was confirmed, and the important thing was the ability of the slave.
‘A yellow top must be at least a 4-star wizard.’
If it was a 4-star mage, even a mage belonging to El Tomagia, the user level would be well over 50.
Dojin clapped inwardly.
It was a round of applause for finding a way to easily clear the hidden dungeon with average level 30 monsters.
* * *
The lower the hierarchy, the busier the magicians of El Tomagia.
This is because, unlike wizards of blue rank or higher, who focus only on their own research and only have to worry about the occasional big event in the magic world, there is a lot of work to do.
Basically, training and study for one’s own development is basic.
In addition to that, he had to perform the duties given to him as a wizard in El Tomagia, and if he took on the role of an assistant to a high-ranking wizard, he would not even have time to breathe.
It would be easy to understand if you compare it to the situation of an intern or resident at a university hospital.
“Ugh… I’m really going to die… … .”
Sisala Omen was no different from this situation as she staggered through the vast hallway.
No, she had been in the yellow rank for 4 years and had not been able to get a promotion, and her situation was much worse than that of other mages of a similar rank.
It turns out that the sparkling talent was a fake with an upper limit drawn, and the achievement of magic has been at a standstill since becoming a 4-star wizard at the age of 17.
It would be better if he had enough money, power, connections, and ties to cover his hidden talent, but Sisala was a commoner and an orphan.
“Ugh.”
Did gloomy thoughts fuel fatigue?
An unbearable dizziness overtook her.
Staggering, she crouched down on herself to avoid falling over.
“ha… … .”
A thick sigh of exhaustion leaked out.
I don’t know if I haven’t slept in days already.
The only thing that had no choice but to do that was that she was currently taking on chores at a level that was difficult for her to handle.
Originally, these were the things that red rank mages who had just entered El Tomagia had to do, but in order to somehow catch the eyes of a high-ranking mage and become an official assistant, they had to do at least this.
‘When I was young, I thought I was a genius… … .’
What would it have been like if I had stayed at the academy? As I was recalling the habitual regrets I do several times a day, someone sang sisala.
“Shisala Omen?”
“… Rene.”
I see Renee Dacia with a cold expression on the other side of the hallway.
Renée, dressed in an expensive and fancy robe like a rich aristocratic woman, walked with a nervous attitude.
“Sisala Omen, what are you trying to do here? It’s almost time to start experimenting. Don’t you know how angry Viego gets when he doesn’t start the experiment on time?”
Even with a quick glance, you could tell that things weren’t right, but Rene criticized Sisala without hesitation.
This is the attitude even though the hierarchy is lower.
But Sisala couldn’t say anything to Renée.
“I will prepare it as quickly as possible. There are still about 30 minutes left, so I can prepare in enough time.”
It was because Renée was one of Viego’s official assistants, a wizard of blue ranks, and the preparations for the experiment being mentioned were chores obtained by Sisala begging her.
“It would be nice to have it perfect. If Viego gets really angry, the other chores you’re doing will be cut off. Keep that in mind.”
Even the time to stare at Renee, who disappeared in a gust of cold wind, was a luxury for Sisala.
In order to meet the tight deadline, Sisala gritted her teeth and moved.
He was so busy that the inside of his robe was drenched in sweat.
after you’ve prepared that. Sisala headed to the corner of the laboratory.
I waited for a while and when Viego appeared, it was to stand out at least once.
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Maybe, if I’m really lucky, I had a slight expectation that I might be able to observe the magic experiment today.
A few minutes to endure the chills as the sweat inside the robe cools. Viego showed up at just the right time, rushing through his assistants.
“Well.”
He glanced around the neatly arranged laboratory.
Then, when he found Sisala standing in a corner, he called her.
“you.”
“Yes Yes!”
Sisala, who was pointed out directly for the first time since starting chores, answered with anticipation.
What if I lost my score because I was shaking my voice? thinking the same
“Aren’t you going out? I have to start experimenting, but it bothers me.”
However, what returned was a cold congratulatory order.
“Kick,” Rene’s laughing voice rang like tinnitus.
“… sorry.”
Sisala barely lowered her head and came out into the hallway as if to run away.
Sisala, who had been staring at the floor for a while, muttered brightly.
“… It doesn’t hurt because I’m used to it.”
And inwardly, he picked up the few happiness he had and served them.
I’m glad today’s schedule ended with this.
When I go back to my room, I can afford to sleep well for about 3 hours.
If you give up a meal once, wouldn’t it be okay to sleep in for about 10 minutes? same.
It was her own survival strategy to endure without being buried in misfortune.
I was in front of the room as I walked, mending my tattered heart from unconsolable, forced happiness.
But just as I was about to open the door, the communication bracelet on my wrist started to glow.
“Please look… If I don’t sleep again this time, I’ll really die.”
It’s not just an urgent call. Sisala eagerly checks the bracelet.
The caller was the wizard on duty at the branch office today.
[“Sissala? Someone is looking for Sisala right now. The name… It’s called Dojin. This is Regenian.”]
The moment I heard that name, it reminded me of a memory from a while ago, when I was pushed back by the busy and miserable reality.