#207
207. Don’t hit me even with flowers (5)
The second floor of the villa.
I looked out the window.
Two girls were playing with flowers in a meadow full of various flowers.
The girls, who looked to be in their mid-teens at best, played, scattering flowers at each other.
Behind them, a young vigilante with a spear watched over the two.
A peaceful moment, as if drawn in a painting.
I moved my gaze to the desk.
A broken and withered flower is floating in a water bottle.
‘It’s a dream.’
Adilan had said.
I want to keep protecting this paradise.
I am confident to take any sacrifice for that.
‘It’s a good dream.’
Isn’t the world too desolate to live without any goals?
Especially in a crazy place like this.
Most of the Masters belonging to the Eunbyeol Guild gave up climbing the tower.
They were concentrating on decorating the waiting room and enjoying the game in their own way.
In fact, there are more of this category in Pick Me Up. As you climb up the tower, the size of the waiting room increases, and there are dozens of things to take care of. Few people studied with thick books for the sake of playing games.
‘Is it good?’
I saw two girls laughing heartily.
would be nice
You don’t even have to fight monsters.
There is no need for rigorous training.
There will be little risk of synthesis.
In their eyes, this world will look like a paradise on earth on a level above, not a hell where life and death come and go several times a day.
Come to think of it, I remember what Jenna said when Amkena didn’t log in for a long time.
It wouldn’t be bad if Master didn’t come.
‘Does he still think so?’
I laughed lightly.
The current time is afternoon, not long before evening.
Twilight is looming over the crystal towering like a mountain.
Several days have passed since then, and our turn has remained the same as the last one.
Amkena logged in early after a long time, and in the guild chat window, there were still conversations between herbivorous users.
‘It’s here.’
I could hear the sound of footsteps on the wooden corridor.
I closed the curtains on the window.
bang!
The old wooden door opened violently.
“Today I must get an answer.”
In front of the door stood a woman with a single-edged sword slanted.
Sizal, the leader of the vigilantes.
Even though he refused to join, he still visits this place many times.
“Aren’t you tired?”
“Think of it as sex.”
Isn’t the atmosphere a bit harsh to say it’s sincere?
I looked across Sisal. Several armed vigilantes were glaring at me in the hallway.
It must have been scary, but it was pretty cute.
“If you join the vigilante, I’ll guarantee you a good spot. I know you’re strong. We don’t intend to stay on the 40th floor. We’ll go higher. If you join us, you’ll get a lot of help in the future. It will. I can guarantee it.”
Loud nagging.
I touched the warhorse statue on the desk.
Because I wanted to draw my sword.
But, it’s not the time yet.
“You’re… ha, okay.”
After talking alone for about ten minutes, Sisal looked at me with tired eyes.
“I’m going to stay here for the rest of my life. Will the order come back?”
Sisal snorted and left with the vigilante.
If you wanted to knock it down like that, you would have had many opportunities in the past.
He seems to be hesitant about overturning a topic that he hates saying he doesn’t like it.
Trickster93> Why are you refusing?
Meanwhile, a noisy master broke into Amkena’s chat window.
One of the members of the vigilante group, who had been constantly flirting with Amkena in whispers since he refused to join.
Trickster 93> Your hero is so strong. one israat. He was so famous. You don’t even need a lot of help. Just lend him to us, and we’ll do the rest.
Amkena> Sorry. I have no idea.
Trickster 93> Maybe you’re scared?
Amkena> Yes. You can’t get hurt here.
Trickster 93> Ha ha ha ha This is absurd.
A chat ensued.
Trickster 93> Are you a woman?
Amkena> Yes?
Trickster 93> Are you a woman? It seems like a scary coward. I’ve seen a lot of your videos on Mutube, but they say you haven’t done much? I got a carry from a hero. Aren’t you the typical bus girl gamer? I didn’t expect to be here too haha I even got a bus from a virtual character haha
Amkenna didn’t answer.
I started rolling the warhorse statue out of my hand.
Trickster 93> Since that hero wins the event, it seems like anything is possible? Did you do anything right? If I were that Hero Master, I would have already been ranked.
Trickster 93> Don’t bounce and lend me some. lol We’ll show you how to use it. An asshole like you can’t handle that.
rattle.
The closed door opened again.
What appeared was neither Sisal nor Zena nor Belquist, but a skinny, anchovy-looking man.
The handsome man wore two daggers at his waist.
‘He’s a kid’s hero who thinks he’s a trickster.’
The timing is just right.
“Master told you to tell him.”
“…”
“I’ll tell you directly. The master over there is incompetent, so come in here. Wouldn’t you like to work under a competent master as well?”
The paint peeled off a little, probably because he applied too much force to the statue.
Trickster 93> No, if you’re a woman, you’ll go flower viewing, why are you pretending to be a ranker? It doesn’t even work haha You and I are perfect here, why are you pretending to be different? It would be perfect if you hang out with a flower maniac called Blue Rose.
Amkena was silent.
I didn’t even open my mouth to the man in front of me.
“Pretend to listen when people talk. That’s rude. He said he was the winner of a big tournament, but he was a coward.”
“…”
“Stop touching that garbage statue!”
The man took off the statue in my left hand.
Kwajik.
The warhorse statue’s head fell to the floor and was badly smashed.
[Teeling!]
[‘Trickster 93’ has been blocked.]
“Are you ready to speak now?”
“okay.”
“That’s good…”
Before he could finish his words, the blade of the sword lodged in his left shoulder.
I covered the mouth of the man who was about to scream.
“……?!”
“Do you want to get down here like that?”
I laughed and twisted the blade.
The sound of bones and flesh being torn openly spread throughout the room.
“Eup! Eup… Eup!”
I kicked the man’s hand as he tried to draw the dagger.
simplicity and honesty. With the sound of bones breaking, the guy’s wrist snapped in the opposite direction.
“Turn it off!”
“Do whatever you want.”
A green plain outside the window.
Girls are handing garlands to Sisal walking down the street.
“Vigilante unnie! It’s a gift. You say you always work hard.”
“It’s fine, but…”
“Are you sure you don’t need it?”
“No, I’ll take it well! I made it pretty…”
Clink!
A suspicious object fell in front of them.
No, rather than falling, it would be more accurate to say that it flew away.
The two pairs of limbs were bent like broken wooden chopsticks, and the entire body was covered in red.
At first glance, the object reminiscent of a ball worm,
“…!”
It was the corpse I threw out the window.
Jumping down to the first floor, I brushed off the blood from the blade of my sword.
One side of the flower field was dyed red.
The girls who finally recognized the corpse turned white.
Sisal looked back and shouted.
“You guys are going to the shelter! Darhin! Come with me.”
“yes!”
The two girls hurriedly left the spot following the young man’s guidance.
Sisal’s eyes narrowed as he looked down at the corpse.
“What have you done?”
“When do you say you’re going to get rid of it, and now you’re pretending to be nice?”
“Han, what the hell is this!”
The door on the first floor of the villa opened, and another guest appeared.
Adilan Rezos. He was the sub-master of Saechorom, the leader of the Eunbyeol guild.
I took a deep breath.
Sisal and the vigilantes. Adylan and his assistants.
The eyes of all the other heroes on the plains were focused on me.
A hundred or so people, to put the number of people at risk.
“Han-san, fighting between family members is absolutely forbidden! Whatever the reason…”
“Hit it.”
“yes?”
“I’ll only say it once, so listen carefully.”
I gripped my sword loosely.
And I said to the guys who were looking at me.
“Leave everything you have and get out of here. From now on, if you see me, I’ll kill you all.”
“…”
“Could you make it simpler?”
I grinned.
“This is where we take over.”
In an instant, the atmosphere became tense.
Sisal and Adilan both had blank eyes.
‘I’m sorry about this.’
Now was not the time.
Jenna was gathering information about the enemy.
But, you have to be able to put up with the madman running amok.
He touched something he shouldn’t have touched.
“That means…”
“A declaration of war… is it?”
Adylan said.
I nodded.
[Teeling!]
[You have withdrawn from the ‘Eunbyeol’ guild.]
Amkena immediately left the guild and entered the tactics menu.
Then, touch the red knife-shaped icon.
[Master, would you like to give an attack order to the medium-sized ruins (847D)?]
“You crazy bastard! How are you interfering here!”
One of them pulled out a spear and charged at me.
Of course, his body was cut in two along with the spearhead.
When I kicked his upper body, the flower field was stained red with blood and flesh.
“All ready for battle!”
The vigilantes drew their weapons in unison.
Sisal cast his eyes on Adilan.
“Adilang!”
Adilang, whose face hardened, took out a small staff and drew a circle.
A blue dimensional door was drawn.
“Non-combatants, avoid here! It’s the passage leading to the shelter!”
People without weapons hurriedly began to enter the portal.
It fits very well.
“Whether you’re a mad dog or whatever, I can’t go back alive anymore.”
Sisal showed his teeth and growled.
“I guess I was looking at the wrong person.”
Adylan stood next to Sisal.
Adylan is a 4-star magician,
It is said that he was a unit leader during the War of Liberation.
‘The porridge fits perfectly.’
Does the enemy on the outside unite the inside?
It looks very good.
Because you can kill them all at once.
Dozens of vigilantes surrounded me from a distance.
A completely surrounded situation.
“100 million!”
A scream was heard from the left, and a bloodied corpse flew.
You came early too.
I think I smelled blood.
“It’s going to be like this anyway, what did you wait for?”
Belquist, who had squeezed through the siege, stood next to him.
Blood was flowing from the sword.
“Uracha!”
After kicking off the air and jumping several meters, Jenna landed beside him.
“I did it by chance, but it was as expected. I’m glad you came right away.”
“Is the investigation over?”
“In general terms. There is a vigilante fortress built on the way to Crystal. There is an object inside the fortress, and if you hold out there, it seems to be treated as an occupation.”
good.
The investigation is also over.
All that remains… … .
I looked ahead.
Two people who seemed to be enemies were standing shoulder to shoulder.
It must have been that way when we fought together in the past.
‘I’m sorry.’
Today’s fight will be long.
It’s not about lengthening.
This was the beginning.
Beyond the sky ahead, small dots are approaching.
Bandits peeking through the cracks. They also noticed.
triangle.
on the right I
Belquist on the left,
Downstairs, Jenna stood.
“I won’t let you go, archer.”
“What do you look at me for? When I do, I do.”
Jenna reached for the shortbow.
“Take a good look, Brother Belle. The kids who get in your way will show you how to taste arrows.”
“joy.”
I turned the blade.
As of today, the Eunbyeol Guild will be disbanded.
Whether we win or lose, it will be inevitable.
Peace for All?
tell me to fvck or fvck
In this world, the strong man wins,
Whoever wins gets everything.
Let me make you realize that your dreams are bullshit.
[Master, would you like to give an attack order to the medium-sized ruins (847D)?]
The system window popped up in my field of vision once again.
Amkena was looking at the ruins field.
We stood in a circle, and vigilantes surrounded us.
[Yes / No]
Amkena touched ‘Yes’.
[warning!]
[Conquest war begins!]
[The relationship with the ‘Silver Star Guild’ has turned hostile!]
The front of my eyes turned red.
It was an attack signal.
