Deceased Trapped in a Game

4th Floor – Lv.55 Fallout Clan (2)

Of course, native ‘human’ NPCs are not a good way to treat an exile.

Humans are as much of a race as possible, so it is much easier to establish friendly relations compared to other races.

But they too must have been burned by exiles in their lives.

From the exile’s point of view, native NPCs are just passing by.

It’s like an illusion that we only encounter for a moment in the fragments of the world that are broken up into pieces.

However, to the native NPCs, exiles are uninvited guests who suddenly appear in a part of their lives and cause trouble.

You need to be careful when approaching.

It’s not even the normal 4th floor encounter. It is also certain that they are higher level than us.

When I saw the smoke from the bonfire that seemed to have a living person even if I pretended to.

I stopped everyone and explained the fact.

“Boss. What does that mean?”

The hunter, the most seasoned axis, seemed to already know, but the youngest is in trouble.

In the end, the youngest was also seized by a hunter by ear and taken away, and then trained separately.

But what else is the boss? The name is a bit off-putting.

The girl understood quickly.

“In some cases, you’re saying they’re enemies too?”

“I think it’s going to be much more than the second floor orcs or fairies. They’re friends who have come to subjugate this far on an expedition.”

“How bad is it?”

“The extent to which the target of subjugation changes to us?”

I can infer the situation given in each floor from a broad framework.

However, the details within it, such as the personality of each individual, are always different each time they meet.

This is not predictable.

If there is a big grudge against the exile in that camp, and there is a jjomsaeng with a dirty temper.

Even if that guy is the boss.

It’s going to be a very big deal.

Contrast should always be thorough.

First, determine the priority of using the potion.

The first thing to be consumed is that of the hunter.

Hunters aren’t the most endangered by position.

The first target is the youngest.

The mind map I set is usually a direction that attracts attention and resists being hit, so no matter what happens, it is doomed to be beaten to death.

He couldn’t find the right thing for the shield, so he brought the 3rd floor door as it was.

In addition, I processed it a bit and attached a decent handle.

It’s rough and difficult to handle, but it’s really thick wood, so there’s nothing to regret about its defense.

I am glad that I can handle it without difficulty because I have good natural strength.

He seemed to feel good when he tweaked the skill set and taught him how to simply block himself.

“Boss! You’re full of power. I think I can just hit people with this. Wahaha!”

This is the effect of Mastery, the most important stack passive in the labyrinth.

It was fortunate that [Shield Mastery] came out quickly. Not only is she not as good as a girl, but her basic stat strength is a thug, so there are a lot of corrections.

What’s really surprising is that our high school girl’s basic strength stat is higher than that of that friend.

Even now, if you stick with arm wrestling, it will be all over your slender forearm.

How does Min-kae defeat a character who uses strength?

The position of the moving party line also changes.

If the undead is an opponent, it is correct that the hunter with [Toxic Resistance] takes the lead.

If a person is an opponent, the youngest should take the lead.

“Die once or die twice! Wahahaha!”

Like a guy who used to do rough things, he willingly follows.

Well, it’s a place where everyone dies many times, but it doesn’t seem to make sense yet.

Still, it’s kind of amazing to be able to throw your life away like that.

No, are you just not thinking?

Anyway, I was advancing little by little to the camp.

“Leader, that’s it.”

“Is it a field boss?”

The biggest feature of the undead swamp is that most of the monsters are sleeping under the swamp.

If there is a disturbance, it will be very chaotic, but if not, it is just sleeping.

How many monsters are buried in the mud in that opaque water?

Some of them are open-ended.

“Is that a crocodile?”

“There are no other dinosaurs.”

Not a living crocodile.

It was a part of a huge bone that made me want to be any ancient crocodile.

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Judging by the size of his ribs, he is a monster that is unlikely to lose even if he fights the griffon on the second floor.

“Let’s go back very far, far away.”

I’m thinking of grabbing it and going down, but I don’t think it’s a little bit waking up by touching that right now.

Because it is a living creature, it is different from the Griffon, which was suppressed by targeting its internal organs.

It’s just a bone, so it might be difficult to throw out all the explosive fruit and special arrows you’ve secured from the abyss.

“I don’t know what will happen if I put in all the healing potions, but I’ll have to do some tricks later, not now.”

It started to turn around to avoid the crocodile.

“Let’s go crawling~♬”

The girl sings a strange song to herself, feeling good because she doesn’t see anything like a rotten ghoul.

It’s good to hear, so let’s leave it alone.

It was already a swamp, so it was difficult to turn. It’s good if you’re excited.

Go straight across the water, and skeleton hands will come up from below and grab your ankles.

Choosing hard land, not a swamp, and going to the campsite was nothing like finding a maze.

“Why are they camping here?”

“It’s like a swamp island.”

“Sorry, why are you in such a gloomy place?”

“Oh, that’s a good point.”

Unexpectedly, exiles who are not senior citizens often do not regard native NPCs as human beings.

If you don’t understand that they also have circumstances and life, all that awaits is catastrophe.

In fact, even during the game days, there were unexpectedly many players who were concerned about friendship. Back in those days, it wasn’t impossible to go solo as a solo artist.

“Uh, what is it? Why are you doing this?”

“It’s praising that you did a good job. You have to think like that in the future.”

I don’t really like touching my hair, so I rub it without any hesitation.

“To us, each floor can be seen as a separate world, but to them, it’s outside the map.”

The main story is always like that.

Something living in an old castle is harmful to humans, and there is a high probability that it is a village…

Even if the village was annihilated, they would leave it alone.

“Perhaps this is a dangerous zone that is forbidden to enter. So, because it was left unattended, something moved around that old castle.”

“Then the shaman could be somewhere on this floor, too?”

“Stump fairies don’t live near swamps like this. There is a big difference in climatic conditions, so it must be considered that they are far apart in space. Of course, if the time is far off, we can meet here.”

“It’s complicated. I think I understand. Unlike the exiles, the NPCs here are also residents of their world.”

The girl nods her head.

What was this child’s intelligence stat? Every time I tell you something, I get it right and it’s amazing.

Even the hunter smiled happily when he saw the girl’s face.

I would have thought of myself.

He liked fairies and even lived with them in that village.

It was like losing a friend, but if you didn’t like it, you would die right away and start over. There seems to be a lot of affection.

No, should I say it’s an obsession?

He still fiddles with the fairy’s bow. It looks like it’s already burned out.

* * *

It is a gloomy swamp, but it has a friendly atmosphere in its own way.

It might have been just right for someone to be vigilant about that wind.

“That, that, that, boss. What is this?”

The youngest’s ankle was caught by something.

It’s not like I’m drowning in a swamp. The hunter was guiding properly.

As the youngest, this was bad luck. However, it was me and the hunter’s carelessness that I couldn’t check this.

A bone slowly begins to rise out of the mud.

“Hey profit!”

“Shh! Be quiet! Shh!”

He is big and his voice is loud. The hunter tried to keep it quiet, but then nailed it.

The youngest, nevertheless, was frightened and could not come to his senses.

He was a man who didn’t even know the word undead. I was told that it was a moving skeleton, but I still had a way to panic.

The hunter’s eyes grew cold.

It’ll kill you and make you quiet.

I dried the hunter.

I had a better idea.

He stepped on the skeleton’s hand that grabbed his ankle and smashed it.

The undead, who found the living in all directions, started to rise up.

I shouted.

“Run! Run to the camp!”

I was going to go carefully and watch the situation, and then negotiate or try.

I think this would be better.

I loaded and grinded one bomb arrow I had collected from the abyss. One of the ribs of the ancient crocodile explodes with a bang.

I didn’t expect it to break, but I don’t know if it’s slightly cracked.

A huge bone grinds the mud from behind and starts to stand up.

A terrifying sound, like an earthquake, resounded everywhere.

I’m glad the results are a bit far away. It would take a lot of time to even get to here.

Running without thinking backwards, the camp quickly approaches.

As a result, the number of undead awakening increased.

I was careful not to fall into the tail end on purpose and not let the party members fall behind.

The girl glances at me and comes to my side to help me and complement each other.

The hunter was busy taking care of the youngest.

The camp becomes a commotion. Because of this uproar, it would have been impossible not to get up with a weapon.

I shouted with all my might.

“Hey guys! Save me!”

No matter what happens, as human beings, they will be a subjugation force that has come to annihilate human enemies, so you can’t ignore it.

“How many? Are all of them safe?”

The expected answer is back.

A group of people in black cloaks ran out of the island where the camp was located.

There are about a dozen or so people, and just by looking at their movements, you feel like an expert.

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Judging from the costume, it’s not a Paladin.

Then it’s a vampire hunter, a black cloak and a black hood. this is it

[Night Crow]

It’s not clear whether or not it will appear, but if it does, it’s a named group that always wears black clothes and a hood.

The reason for its existence is to rescue human enemies, such as vampires and demons.

They are truly something like the guardians of mankind, and the moment I checked them, I thought my judgment was right.

If you fight them here, you will never win. The victim’s behavior is correct.

The one who didn’t press the hood alone took the lead and ran. The speed is very fast. He seems to be a fairly high-level warrior.

The right eye is covered with an eye patch.

He seems to be the leader of the subjugation squad, but there is nothing that comes to mind even when comparing the characteristics, so it is not a fixed NPC, but a randomly generated type.

Our party and the captain of the Night Crow passed by.

I stopped running and turned around.

I’d like to know how to subdue the Crocodile in the field, but it’s better to support them.

That crocodile isn’t that weak.

To eat some experience points…

am i wrong?

The one-eyed swordsman passing by jumped up as if gravity had broken.

It was covered with something like a black fluttering goblin that was raised up.

Sword Master?

Then there must be a vampire lord in the castle. Even so, it’s not like a clan master, right?

Then you have to stab it with Akasha’s eye. I don’t want to.

* * *

The crocodile was cut so easily that it was useless.

Sword Master is a very high rank in mind map.

At the very least, you must ride an Intelligence and Power Duel to satisfy the requirements of the Auror Blade.

In terms of performance, it is close to an extreme magic swordsman that uses magic, and its attack power is close to the peak in the game, but other than that, it is a perverted class that is not good.

It is a class with only a romance that is not very good for an exile, but it can be seen secretly among native NPCs.

why is it there If I do it, it’s a bad job, but if the enemy does it, it’s a very powerful job.

“My name is Dusbourne. You guys there.”

The Sword Master watches our party’s progress with his sharp eyes.

Since they are of different races, they are unconditionally caught.

“Are you an exile?”

I fell flat on my stomach.

“Oh my gosh. Although we are exiles drifting across the world, we are also victims at the same time.”

“Well, yes. Exiles are human after all. Hahaha!”

“ha ha ha!”

great. This damn strong sword master doesn’t particularly hate exiles.

If so, you may be able to offer some of the miracle spring water and convince them to eat it raw.

please! Please let me eat this floor raw!

—– Author’s remarks —–

Of course, you can’t eat it raw.

And let me tell you a little bit about another story.

‘Provence’ that appeared in the previous chapter would be like this if it were me.

This character was created based on this idea.

Even if you know all the game knowledge, it’s a different matter from fighting with a sword.

I will continue to die until the fastest settling route ‘3rd floor without sudden death’ comes out, but I don’t have the courage to commit suicide, so it seems like that kind of feeling…