How To Live as a Scammer in the Game

29. Third, where is the law that says no?

Archdiocese’s treatment room in Siphoreo.

Kraus, a member of the seven knights who had been restored, slowly rose from his seat.

That time when I was organizing the bedding that I had been using.

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“Finally arrived!”

Didn’t someone suddenly open the door without even knocking?

Krause tilted his head and looked back at the owner of the voice.

It’s a familiar voice for some reason… along with the thought.

“Andrew?”

And at the end of the returned gaze, there was a really familiar face.

Andrew lightly raised his palm and said hello.

“Oh! Mr. Krause! It’s been a while.”

“Haha. You’re still full of energy? Would you like to eat an orange here while you’re here?”

“Are you trying to joke about how long it’s been? I don’t eat, I don’t eat.”

“Chit.”

Krause clicked his tongue.

He pouted at the fact that his gag didn’t work.

In that state, he asked as he finished arranging the place he had taken care of.

“If you’re not going to accept a joke, what are you here for?”

“Do you really have to accept a joke?”

“It’s a combination of both sides.”

Andrew shook his head and looked inside the treatment room.

“Is Lord Rohan here?”

At Andrew’s question, Krause nodded.

“Sir Rohan? Um. You’re here.”

“Oh! Have you met him?”

“Sure. I guess you just met him. He’s the seventh member? He’s definitely a good friend for the final piece. There’s no one better suited to the reputation of the Seven Knights.”

“How is it? Did you look great?”

Krause stroked his beard, remembering the time he and Rohan fought against Akbyton.

“How can it be so amazing? A real person has appeared. The sight of lightning striking down… Wow! It still flickers in my eyes?”

The majestic appearance of crushing Akbyton, the demon archduke, and no one else.

The Rohan that remained in Krause’s mind now was not much different from the heroic figure in mythology that can be seen in famous paintings.

Meanwhile, Andrew’s eyes widened when he heard the story.

“Bur, you use lightning too?”

Andrew was perplexed.

This was the first thing I ever heard of.

‘Gee, did you really look at me when I pointed my sword at you?’

The person named Rohan was someone whose end was unknown.

But strangely…

A smile appeared on his lips.

“You’re so cool!”

“That’s scary? These days, kids keep making up weird words. Tsk tsk.”

“Your jokes are even weirder.”

“No, what about my joke! How well does this work?”

“It’s only eaten by people below you.”

“…This is why I really hate quick-witted kids.”

Krause seemed to be grumbling again, but Andrew didn’t hear it.

It was because I couldn’t hear anything else in the sound of my heart beating wildly.

It was to the point where I wanted to fight against Rohan right away.

“Mister! Lord Rohan, where are you now?”

“Now? It’s already out here.”

“Already? Oh, it’s too late again!”

Andrew bit his lip and waved his fist into the air in regret.

“Then don’t you know where he went?”

“Sir Rohan? Well, I told you to go to Resetta. There’s a famous blacksmith there called Garun. I’ve been with that blacksmith before…”

When Krauss seemed to be talking too long, Andrew waved his hand and cut off his words.

After all, you’ve already heard the important stuff.

“Ah, ah! That’s it. Rejeta? Are you sure? Thanks!”

Andrew disappeared just like that.

“Hey. Close the door and go, man! Hey, he’s already gone. Go guy.”

Krause scratched his head.

“But, that was a month ago…”

He shrugged.

It seemed that it would still take a while for Andrew to meet Rohan.

“I don’t know.

* * *

when the sun goes down.

Damn dag dag dag dag.

We proceeded steadily, maintaining a moderate speed to arrange the horse’s stamina.

It was because the distance from Rejeta to Baltras Kingdom was not that short.

It gave me some time to think.

The biggest point in particular is, of course, the thief playable character, Levarsen.

It was her.

‘Is it a thief-centered storyline…’

Of course, I also saw the ending as a rogue.

And except for small things in between, even if I play as a different character anyway, the main stem is the same.

So it wasn’t a big problem.

Rather, once I understood the situation, there were many things that made me feel comfortable.

‘You mean that no one loses even if I steal the talents of other characters besides Levarsen?’

Above all, the most important thing was to successfully stop the Great Invasion.

No matter how much I grow up, it’s important, but if that cause collapses, I’ll have a hard time living in the end.

Lebarsen knows what to do, let it be big…

‘Well.’

The time when I was retracing the story of the thief.

‘This……I should help you once?……’

This was the reason why I came up with a section that was difficult to cross with the thief class.

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Just as the Paladin class had a hard time in the lightning-immune Joe Barton section, the thief also had such a timing.

‘Well, there’s still some time left.’

Still, I was able to afford it right now.

First of all, growing up was still more urgent.

Time passed like a bolt of lightning.

It’s already been 6 months since I came here.

The Great Invasion was now only two and a half years away.

‘It’s fast, time.’

At first glance, it seemed like there was still a lot left, but it felt strangely lacking for me, whose life was at stake.

Even with all these worries, the journey was pretty smooth.

until that happened.

As we neared Baltras Kingdom, a man wearing a deep robe passed by.

By the way.

‘This smells bad?……’

I stopped talking and looked back.

“There. Wait. Stop.”

flinch.

Rob’s man seemed to hesitate for a moment.

Soon, without looking back, he started running.

I immediately gave Diaz instructions.

“Block the right side!”

The cliff is to the left anyway.

If he jumped down, his death would have been certain.

Diaz, who instantly understood my intentions, turned around with an answer.

“Okay! Whoa!”

As expected, the robed man tried to hide in the forest.

“Huh?”

Startled, he swerved and ran along the road.

Enemies running in a straight line.

For me, it was an easier opponent than eating porridge.

Dig!

Create a golden spear.

with some leaps.

“Suck!”

threw a spear

and.

Fu-wook!

A trident stuck right into his ankle.

“Quaaagh!”

* * *

In the meantime, the sun had already disappeared.

The night at the foot of the mountain came so quickly.

However, I didn’t care and went through his luggage.

But isn’t there a lot of stuff out there?

“This isn’t even a treasure goblin.”

“Yes? What is it?”

“There is such a thing.”

“……”

Inside the bosom, all sorts of things came out.

What stood out the most was…

‘Why is this name here?’

It was a single letter.

Surprisingly, it was for Viscount Morden.

I opened the letter on the spot.

[The time has come. perform the ritual The Legion will come soon.]

“……!”

It felt like a chill down the spine.

Legion?

It was clear that the Great Invasion was meant.

Besides, Viscount Morden, as you know, was already dead.

The place was taken by the devil, and he pretended Viscount Morden was alive.

In addition, in a foreign country, the viscount of another kingdom is asked to do this and that?

This obviously meant that the sender of this letter knew that Viscount Morden was actually the demon Haviaton.

Unfortunately, the name of the sender was not written.

In my heart, I wanted to get rid of the devil’s minion I just captured and get some information, but…

‘As soon as I approached it, it turned into powder and died.’

He hadn’t even left a corpse behind.

It must have been some kind of self-determination magic to leave no trace when captured.

‘Whoa. I see more and more of the devil’s minions.’

It must be proof that the time for the Great Invasion is approaching.

Meanwhile, Diaz’s expression hardened as he read the letter together.

“Rohan-nim. What do you plan to do?”

That’s how it is.

I was thinking right now too.

I rolled my eyes for a while.

Slowly, I decided to organize the information I had.

“If it’s a letter like this. The sender must be a high-ranking nobleman, right?”

“Ah, yes. I guess that’s what I heard. The quality of the paper is also unique, and it’s not a common quality.”

I nodded and went through the messenger’s luggage.

‘A little money… and food. And this, herbs? Is it a first aid kit? Hmm. Again… um?’

I felt a cold sensation in my hand.

But unfortunately it didn’t catch on.

I frowned and groped for the bag.

at that time.

‘Well? What is this? It’s a bit strange… Did you hide it?’

This bag had a double structure.

Usually when I open the entrance, there are things I just took out.

There were other items that could only be removed by tearing open the bag.

I took the dagger straight from my bosom and cut open the bag.

OK.

Took.

One object fell to the floor.

Diaz picked it up.

“The key?…isn’t it?”

“Well.”

It looked that way to my eyes too.

Diaz handed it to me.

I took the key and examined it slowly.

It was dark, so Diaz lit the light with a torch.

That moment.

I stopped thinking for a moment.

‘Eh, why is this coming here again?…’

At first, it was long.

But the closer I looked, the more convinced I was.

This was the key I knew.

‘Obviously this is an underground labyrinth in the slums…’

It was a quest item for the fighting class.

Because of this, I couldn’t take my eyes off the key.

‘This…if you break it…’

A fighter’s exclusive skill.

[Mana Burning]

I was able to get my hands on it.

‘This is a bit coveted.’

However, the problem is that it is a skill only for a specific class.

I now had two classes.

‘The first is a myth? class. Hmm. I don’t know what this is yet…’

There was also a second class, the paladin class.

I squeezed the key.

‘okay. The second class, a paladin, is also possible.’

Third, where is the law that says no?

Besides, it was decided that this storyline would be a thief class anyway.

Aren’t the rest things that don’t even have owners?

sh*t.

I searched my memory.

Martial artist class.

The starting point of the tutorial was Gilad, a slum on the outskirts of Baltras Kingdom.

And when you enter the kingdom of Baltras, the first place you will encounter is Gilad.

“let’s go.”

“Yes.”

Diaz and I didn’t stop moving even though it was late at night.

And finally.

“Come here…”

Set foot in Gilad.