Is It Bad That the Main Character’s a Roleplayer?

Episode 461 You will be blessed like that (7)

Lord Zria, who fainted under everyone’s attention, woke up in less than three minutes.

That was the moment when I neutralized three quarters of all barriers and also the moment when I overcame the biggest hurdle.

“What happened? Explain clearly from the beginning.”

Sir Sapphire was the first to speak to Sir Zrya, who woke up. As the person had flown hundreds of meters in the air, I expected the first words to come out were ‘I’m glad you’re safe’, but the words that came out of him were unexpectedly harsh and harsh.

“Berserk caught me when I made a mistake and was about to fall without a parachute.”

Although his attitude was extremely cold in some ways, Lord Zrya answered without any sign of disappointment. Well… seeing that you can hear a booming sound intermittently, you might not have the brains to think of such a thing in the first place.

“However, in the process, Berserk-sama’s parachute was damaged, so he chose to remain on the dragon’s back instead of flying.”

Anyway, he told me in detail how he and Berserk survived and how they ended up like this.

So, the story is that Berserk put Lord Zrya around his shoulder and climbed up to the head of the dragon by holding on to the gap between the dragon’s mouth, and ran through the strong wind to the tail, and from there, threw Sir Zrya towards us.

“…He does not come in person.”

“It’s a distance you can’t reach by leaping, but you can send a person by throwing him, so he sent me.”

He also roughly explained why Berserk did not come in person. Even if it were an explanation, it would only be a literal statement of the decision Berserk made at the time, but anyway.

“Is that so.”

I can roughly understand why Berserk made that decision. Since there was no way for her to come across in any way, she probably tried to send at least one other person.

…Personally, I think it will be similar even if I don’t have Lord Zrya.

“I’m sorry. I should have died there—”

“No, don’t say that.”

However, this thought must have occurred to Lord Zrya himself first and he must be feeling it most keenly.

So there is no need for me to add to that agony. My hand, which had been tapping my forearm, moved the magic again in time.

“It wasn’t a strange situation for any force to be lost, but wasn’t this a situation that everyone was prepared for?”

“but. Because of us, one of our effective forces…”

Meanwhile, Sir Sapphire jumped in at Lord Zrya’s guilt. I couldn’t see his expression directly because I was disarming the barrier, but I could easily infer what his appearance was just from his voice.

“I told you not to worry about that part.”

However, the Inquisitor’s strong words cut off Lord Sapphire’s unnecessary – in fact, useless, but meaningless – thoughts when you think about it now.

“Moreover, the current situation is the result of the sudden appearance and attack of hostile forces, particularly high-ranking beings. Considering that we were surprised and defenseless, I think the presence of one straggler was a positive thing.”

Anyway, that was the reality. If Berserk heard it, it might be considered a bit too much, but compared to what we went through, this is definitely a good result. Even though that one person fell behind, he was not dead or injured.

“And from what I have seen, Berserk is not someone who will despair of being left alone, nor is he someone who will let go when the enemy is right in front of him. It’s especially true that you don’t have any injuries. So don’t worry too much or blame yourself. “It’s just that the beings and people we deal with have changed.”

“…yes.”

What was surprising to me was that the person who made that remark was the Inquisitor… I wiped the bottom of my nose while looking at the large kimchi dumplings. I don’t know how the child grew up so well even though I didn’t do anything for him.

“It is done.”

With all due respect, preparations to neutralize the barrier have been completed.

I stopped the flow of magic, thinking about Berserk, where Cain and others would have been left alone. Now, if we just put the last piece together, we can enter the barrier.

“3 seconds. “It all has to come in within 3 seconds.”

“yes.”

Berserk, you know what to do. As the Inquisitor said, she is someone who can do her part as long as she is not injured, or even if she is injured. It’s just a bit disappointing for us.

It was already a 7-person party due to Mystiltein’s absence, but this time, with her absence, the party was reduced to 6 people.

“I will signal the timing.”

“I get it.”

However, in some ways, it might be better for her to stay here. If there is a Berserk-level strongman, hunting down Cain will be easier. Naturally, the damage that the dragon will inflict on the city will be reduced.

“3.”

But apart from those facts, it feels a bit strange because only one person is exquisitely chosen. In a dungeon, even numbers such as 4, 6, or 8 are standard, but by coincidence, there are only 6 of us right now.

“2.”

At that point, I started thinking about this. I’m wondering if this is actually the Truman Show or something.

“One.”

But if it was really the Truman Show, you wouldn’t risk people’s lives.

“now!”

I cleared away all my distracting thoughts and stepped beyond the barrier I had broken through. I could see the castle garden.

* * *

Tooung─!

The white crow swallowed an ambiguous laugh as he was swept away by the wave that erupted the moment the devil’s head was cut off.

‘This is so…’

It was good that it touched my brain and changed it into a state where I couldn’t sleep. Although my life may have been terminal, I was able to resist the power of sloth through this.

I didn’t know that the Great Devil, who thought all he had to do was make one not fall asleep, have a hidden agenda. It was clearly his defeat.

‘Even if the weaknesses are clear, the Great Devil is still the Great Evil…’

The white crow briefly thought about the time table of the plan he had made and then threw it all away. As with all operations, it is a twisted strategy once it is put into practice. There was no need to recall it anymore as it was twisted to the point where it could not be reused.

Quang!

In the meantime, the body that flew away landed on the wall of a building. The wall, unable to withstand the force of impact, collapses and embraces him. It resembled a tomb.

Whoa whoa!

Also, at intervals, something passed over the remains of the fragment. The massive body and curved horns were reminiscent of a herd of cattle.

Kwasik, Kwasizik, Kwasizik!

The only thing that resembled them was their appearance, as they trampled over the rubble with their enormous mass. It was such an explosion that what had once been walls turned into powder.

“Haha, does even a mere dream have weight?”

However, the person who was trapped under the debris actually stood up in good condition. So, although the clothes he was wearing were tattered and his skin was covered in blood, he woke up with his flesh and bones still intact.

“That’s a bit surprising.”

At the same time, the monster created by the white crow slammed into the ground. The body that was hit first by the wave shows glimpses of damage and recovery.

Quang!

With all due respect, the monster crushed the body with its head cut off and lashed out at the black smoke that came out of it.

[If you call a dream something else, it becomes ambition, hope, wish, prayer, etc. Isn’t it natural for dreams to become heavy?]

Just as cutting water was meaningless, hitting a lump of smoke was also useless.

A black cloud with an acrid smell began to take shape, regardless of the monster’s interference.

[Being the lightest person in the world is a dream, and being the heaviest person in the world is also a dream.]

That is a donkey wearing a bear mask. He was a lazy person who imitated a bear that had become skinny after hibernating in the winter.

“aha. “An abstract concept turned into reality?”

But the white crow knew. Donkeys are not lazy. He was not as foolish or meek as people say, and he was far from weak.

This animal is so stubborn and temperamental that it sometimes bites and kills predators. That is a true donkey.

“That’s interesting.”

Doo doo doo doo.

Meanwhile, the herd of black cows that had passed by him and destroyed three or four buildings had turned around again. Of course, the target of the group of animals that turned their direction was the white crow that they were unable to kill.

“But it’s not my taste. “Abstract things often mislead the truth due to their unique ambiguity.”

Wad-duk-duk-duk-duk-duk-duk!

The way he tramples and destroys several buildings even while making his rounds is enough to call him a tyrant. However, the white crow calmly took off his clothes even after seeing the gruesome scene.

Every time my clothes, which were torn, stretched, and tattered by debris, fell, a trickle of blood ran down my face.

“So, shall we turn the table over again?”

Soon he was wearing much lighter clothes and clapped his hands. This was right before he and the herd collided.

Quang!

And the earth bulged upward, spewing out something.

It was a giant centipede made by sewing hundreds and thousands of people together.

Wow!

Save me, save me

Mom. Mom ahhh.

Because people are put together randomly, the composition of the body is inconsistent. It is easy to understand that the protruding arms and feet form the legs of a centipede, and the remaining flesh forms a long body.

Occasionally, heads with mouth openings on the surface would let out incomprehensible screams and screams.

Hehe hehe.

Kill me, better kill me!

Among them, the four arms that controlled the centipede’s jaw legs grabbed the white crow and lifted its head into the air. Viewed from a distance, it was a sight that wouldn’t have been surprising if it had been mistaken for a person being eaten by a human centipede.

Wood-dud-duk!!

Meanwhile, the centipede’s body, which was escaping from the ground, collided with a herd of cows. It was useless because it was too long to rise above the ground in one go.

The inevitable collision cut the human centipede in half.

“Originally, it was a beating prepared to kill lust… but there’s nothing we can do about it. “It would be better to catch at least one rabbit properly than to miss both rabbits.”

[well. Do you think I’ll be caught by someone like you?]

But even at the moment when my work was like that, the white crow remained calm. The same thing happened when the body that emerged after a herd of cows passed by like it was gnawing at the cross section of a centipede was caught in gravity and went through the process of falling.

“Haha, don’t be too sure.”

First, the centipede’s body, which was stuck vertically, began to lie down one after another as if it were segmenting. If a few more seconds had passed, the head of the centipede holding the white crow would also have fallen to the ground.

Quad deuk!

However, the human centipede’s body, which had been cut off just before its head hit the floor, was restored. The cause was the humans that made up the body. The members of the centipede, searching for each other like magnets, stretched out their limbs and clung to each other.

Naturally, the magic circuit flowing from the centipede’s body was connected, and the head that was about to fall was erected. Talk. Finally, the white crow’s toes gently touched the floor.

“You assured me that no one knows what happens in this world. Wouldn’t it be embarrassing if you were caught?”

At the end of his grinning gaze, he reached the owner of the nightmare and the green hood lying slightly away from him.

The white crow’s eyebrows became softer.

* * *

Tuk.

The moment I stepped foot, I wiggled my eyebrows as I saw the changed scenery.

“This is…”

Clearly the barrier I broke through was connected to the garden. However, no matter how I look at the corridor I am currently walking through, it is not the same as the garden from before.

My frown naturally narrowed and I placed my hand on the radio.

“We are adventurers. “Please check if there is anyone in contact.”

Fortunately, the trap that the commandment was sure had random space movement. So instead of panicking about the changes around me, I tried to call someone in a calm manner.

For your information, the reason I’m calling through the walkie-talkie is because I was left alone with no one around.

“I say it again. Our adventurer. “Is there anyone you can communicate with?”

Of course, this also fell within what the commandment predicted. Roughly speaking, simply splitting the party into several pieces when moving through random spaces can weaken the party’s power, so maybe they should have taken that into consideration.

“…It’s not working.”

However, she also said this at the same time.

Changing the position by twisting space becomes more difficult the stronger the opponent, so as long as the hero and I are together, it will be difficult to achieve proper spatial interference. So, don’t worry unnecessarily and get angry.

“Maybe the radio was broken or something…”

But despite that slim possibility, they were scattered. Or at least I was alone. It was a completely new misfortune.

“I hope everyone is safe.”

Still, in some ways, this may be a hopeful sign. Why did I put in too much effort to get rid of myself, or why did everyone stay together except me? Something like that.

“Isn’t that so?”

[Well.]

I turned towards the back, hoping so. Then the door on the wall connected to the corridor opened. Sigh. The silhouette slowly appearing beyond the huge door resembles a bipedal wolf.

[Because the position is different here.]

And the seat of power erected in the wide hall behind the wolf…

[Come in. Arrogance is waiting for you.]

I thought it was a dungeon with 6 villains, but it wasn’t even that.