4 – Episode 4. Trash Bar where Lady Luck Lives
“Mom… Yes, I am alive! Sir, we live! Is that light right?”
That’s right. Through the darkness, I finally see the light.
Tilda saw the light and ran excitedly, but collapsed on the spot.
They shivered all the way through the aisle, and they must have exhausted themselves. Or a broken leg.
I am so nervous that my hands are full of Tilda’s broth.
I thought it was a wet tissue the whole time I was holding it.
After completely leaving the passage, a familiar forest appeared.
Beautiful trees, the feeling of being at ease with the greenery that fills your eyes.
Even though we were still inside the tower, the blue sky and clouds flowed coolly from the ceiling.
The tower is so jumbled that there are floors with seas, so this level is nothing.
“You didn’t do anything, so why are you obama?”
“You didn’t do anything? How hard was I trying not to miss the signal? No, the one who calls is all, but what is the teacher so fast? Aren’t you confused?”
“It’s stupid to get confused with only 10 cards.”
We passed three rooms without saying a word, relying on hand signals.
Tilda’s olfactory card was exquisite. Because I was able to keep a distance of over 100 meters from the ghoul.
Thanks to that, I avoided a bloody battle with the ghouls and arrived here with my limbs intact.
In the only safe zone on the 1st floor, [The Fugitive’s Grave]!
Of course, I used the card as I told you, so it’s my carry.
“Haa… Anyway… Really, what is this all about? What is the card, the monster, you don’t know? What a terrible smell that monster smelled. It’s really scary and crazy, I’m going to die.”
“Are you used to it now?”
“What? Are you a monster?”
“No. How to write a card Do you now know how to behave in the tower?”
“Ah, only once? I did as I was told, but how do you know? Hee hee… Please teach me a lot from now on, sir.”
Tilda had strained her so much that now her relaxed eyes looked watery.
Is that why? Did she distort reality because her tension was too relaxed?
It’s very unpleasant to act as if we’ve become friends.
“What kind of teacher are you? First of all, I saved you once, so do well in the future. Don’t get hit for nothing.”
“Hee hee. I will do well in the future, but where are you going?”
“I arrived as promised, so I’m going to do my own business.”
“Me?”
“What are you?”
“Ah~ They are our colleagues. Aren’t I your disciple?”
“Were you a disciple? Then go downhill I’m going.”
If you use it as much as you can, everything goes off.
My colleagues are a b*tch. I always work alone.
“Really? Are you really going? Abandon me!? I don’t even know where this is!”
“Oh right. Can I tell you one last thing?”
“What is it?”
“Check your dog tags now.”
“Yes! I checked. Are you listening to me?”
“There is a return soldier there, right?”
“Yes! I found it! I found it super fast! There was not even a second delay!”
“How much is that?”
“Four Yo! It says 4 out of 100!”
I am the same.
[Returner: 4/100]
What this is, is the curse you get when you reverse the tower.
If you go up or just walk forward, the tower gives you opportunities for hardship and growth, but the moment you go down or go back the way you came, it gives you a curse.
At the moment, I feel a bit dizzy and feel nauseous, but if more stacks are accumulated here, the character will be destroyed at a terrifying rate.
Status abnormalities such as disease and bleeding are basic, receiving double damage from enemies, or taking damage just by walking.
But when 100 accumulates…
“Be careful with that. When it reaches 100, it is instant death.”
“Oops.”
Now that I have told you everything I need to tell you, live alone, little lamb.
Remember that you only have one attack and one defense card, so if it wasn’t for me, you’d be dead.
“Are you really going? Really? Why!? You even held our hands! We survived together! That’s enough for a colleague!”
I hear a sad voice from behind, but my alpano?
“What with just holding hands? I can even grind bamboo shoots on the first noodle.”
**
Welcome to the lair of fugitives.
This village is protected by the Golden Rule.
Please observe the equal exchange and no killing in town.』
On the broken signpost at the entrance of the village, there was a phrase I had seen thousands of times written on it.
In the game, the fugitive’s tomb was a small town the size of two monitors.
It’s actually a pretty big town.
In the forest, buildings made by adding trees to the ruins of stone ruins are erected here and there, and people can be seen through the ruins.
Most of them, of course, had messy faces.
There’s nothing we can do about it because they’re all people who went against the tower.
Because we didn’t come by a shortcut like we did, the stacks of return soldiers must have piled up, and there must have been a lot of wounds from monsters and traps.
Despair, regret, fear. You see those things on your face.
It is much better to come out after reaching the square in the center of the village.
At least the atmosphere brightens.
There are people who prepare for a campaign while wearing armor and weapons, people who trade items brought from the tower, and people who recruit party members.
[Gilli’s Collection]
You can also see familiar shops.
And… The building next to that shop is my destination.
This place is inside the TOE, so it’s natural to be there, but I was worried about what to do if it wasn’t there.
It is a place with deep meaning to me.
The place that has been my base for the past two years.
A place where you always return even if you die while wandering around the tower.
A place where the only person who has talked to me for two years is there.
[Broken Tavern Scabbard]
But something is strange.
I just opened the door and tried to enter the store, but the doorknob made a crunching sound and bounced off the floor before disappearing.
The bricks are missing in places, so you can see clearly from the outside, and the ceiling is only half gone.
I just broke the door… So what’s good?
As expected, it’s strange. Is this the broken scabbard I know?
No matter how you look at it, it’s different?
The broken scabbard I knew was not like this.
Even though it’s a filthy town, only this tavern was full of laughter.
It was a booty bar where you could hear glasses clinking even outside the door and the sound of lutes and djembe never ceased.
However, there were only a few players eating strange porridge in a bleak hall, and they didn’t even feel alive, let alone booty.
“Oh, never mind that. I was going to throw it away anyway.”
It’s all crumbling ruins, but one breath of life remains.
The source of the voice was a woman serving in the hall.
His waist-length hair was neatly braided, and his transparent blue eyes were too bright. Amid these ruins, a woman who is so pretty that you might wonder if this woman is CG.
The top and brown skirt that reveal the upper part of the chest uncomfortably are those of a typical fantasy clerk.
I wonder if he’s a priest when he smiles like that at the person who broke down the door of the store.
Smile… What can I say?
Should I say I want to scout as a food service worker?
I don’t know. Let’s just say it’s perfect.
She crossed my range in one breath and came right in front of her.
“Wow. It’s been a really long time since my age group. Did you arrive today?”
But what is this?
A clerk who speaks plainly from the very beginning! How do you view the restaurant industry?
Even though it’s a style I hate…
Because they are kind, they adjust.
“It is true that we just arrived. Are there two taverns in this town by any chance?”
“No? Is it only here?”
“Then maybe… I’m looking for someone. Is Dana here?”
“Yes.”
Whew, that’s good.
That’s it.
This store is in ruins or whatever. Whether or not the clerk speaks casually, everything is okay as long as Dana is here.
Dana is my goddess of luck.
The owner of this tavern, an existence like an incarnation of beauty. The goddess of luck who never forgets me no matter how many times I reincarnate as a different character and always welcomes me here.
There is only one reason why I stop by this place every time I play TOE. It was to see her.
Actually, running the tower backwards is a gag control.
Even if at the beginning of TOE’s release, there were players who stopped by because the fact that there was a hidden town was so much fun. You start with 4 curses, and the reward is 3 monsters, so who would want to come to this village?
There’s even a shop here, but it’s in the very beginning, so I can’t even buy anything because I don’t have money.
To say it’s a tavern is just a bunch of exciting graphics and music.
Still, every time I come here, I talk to Dana, watch the soup boiling in the pot, and start playing.
I don’t know why I’m doing this, but…
That’s how the win rate goes up!
I can’t explain the exact reason either. But it’s a fact.
This is a fact that I found after posting statistics about 100 times.
I found that playing through this town resulted in 20% higher scores on average than when I didn’t.
Even if 5% is considered luck, 20% is too much, right?
So, I kept recording over 1000 times, but the 20% gap was not narrowed.
That’s why Dana became my goddess of luck.
It was all thanks to Dana that I was able to reach the 99th floor in my last playthrough.
My own goddess that increases card luck, artifact luck, and trap luck several times.
It’s absolutely not because the breasts in the illustration are ridiculously large or because I’m completely enamored with the alluring sister’s charms.
At first it was because of the odds, now it’s just a little fantasy mixed in.
Ms. Dana just, say something… Yes.
It is part of my daily life.
“Hey, where is Dana?”
“This is the first time I have ever seen someone who is looking for Dana. Have you been here before?”
“This is my first time. It’s hard to tell you the details, but can I just call Dana?”
“So what?”
After answering that, the clerk stood still and put both hands on his waist.
I’m not going to call Dana, and I’m not beckoning to where.
She just stared at me, then, as if she had taken some medicine, she placed her palms on her chin and made a calyx.
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It’s cute, but it’s too rude in the first meeting.
“Does this restaurant even have a dinner show? I haven’t even ordered yet.”
“There is Mr. Dana Yogi you are looking for. So why are you looking for Dana?”