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◈Episode 141 Everything went as it should (1)

We moved around the forest. In normal times, it was a road connecting the east and west without going against the wishes of the forest residents.

Of course, considering what we did this time, even if we had penetrated the Great Forest, there wouldn’t have been any major problems.

Because the Warchief, and no one else, is indebted to us.

However, he has just become warchief. They will be busy announcing the facts to other tribes and coordinating various aspects.

Rather than cause trouble for such a person, we chose to take a slightly detour.

It was also a route to prepare for any devil worshipers that might appear.

Wow!

“Wow!”

Well, what I actually experienced along the way was not a surprise attack, but the danger of the forest.

I didn’t know it when I was moving with the people of the Great Forest, but there are a lot of wild animals here. The same goes for poisonous insects and dangerous plants.

Of course, this may be because it is closer to Camburgh than Hudelen.

“Is this already the third time today?!”

The reason we go to Kamborough in the first place. It’s because of these wild beasts.

Has the number of individuals increased significantly these days?

“Stay still, you bastard!”

“You crazy person, how can you keep quiet about this!!”

“Isn’t it hard to hit because you keep moving?”

“Wow! “It bites, it bites!!”

“Wahahah! “Young hunter, wait!”

“Aaaah!!”

Meanwhile, while Dev was screaming, the Inquisitor and Berserker rushed at the beast. Both of them came from killing the other guy, so there was blood everywhere.

Suddenly!

“Wak waak!”

“noisy.”

But I was one step faster. I cut off the back of the neck of the animal that was trying to bite Dev.

Blood poured out on Dev, but it didn’t matter because it didn’t spill on me.

I ran ahead of them with my soft body. The Archmage, who barely escaped the chaos as he was standing in the very middle, looked a bit confused.

“Are you okay?”

“…Does this look okay?”

Meat Dumpling asked, pointing to his blood-soaked body. The Archmage did not answer.

“I can’t believe I’m going crazy over just one leopard. “There is a lack of discipline.”

“Young hunter, you seem to have let your guard down!”

“No, how many people can let their guard down and go one-on-one with a leopard?”

That is correct. If I were in a real body right now, I would have been in the same situation as Deb, or even worse.

I moved forward and agreed to what I was hearing.

“this. Are you going already?”

“Ah, demon knight! Let’s go together!”

“Ahaha! Let’s go, hunter!”

“…Can’t we humanely give them some time to drain the blood?”

but? Positivity is positivity and the way to go is the way to go.

Thanks to the item effect, even though it is not hot, the feeling of being humid still remains. In addition, I feel uncomfortable because the environment for washing has not been good for several days!

Seeing as there have been no surprise attacks by beings other than beasts so far, it is probably safe to say that there are no devil worshipers in this forest.

If you do that, since it’s not long until Camburgh, I’ll get out of this forest as soon as possible!

“Okay, that’s right. It’s my fault for being weak. “Let’s go together!”

Let’s go full speed ahead!

“Ugh. “It’s really too much.”

Fortunately, it wasn’t long before we found a river just in time to set up camp.

It was natural for Dev, who had been targeted so persistently for several hours because he was covered in blood, to jump into the river.

It seems that he hated the animals that gathered around after smelling blood more than he hated water.

“Hahaha. “It’s fun, but why, young hunter!”

“As long as you have fun, that’s all?”

Berserker patted Dev’s back as he laid out his wet clothes and wrapped himself in a blanket.

Certainly, thanks to Dev being the bait, Berserker had no time to be bored. It would be upsetting to Dev.

“But didn’t we get food to eat today?”

“I’ve done all the cleaning!”

“I shouldn’t say anything…”

Dev wrapped the blanket further. As I was curled up on the rock, I looked like a real dumpling. Somewhat pathetic dumplings.

“now. Instead of doing that, try this.”

The Archmage gently comforted Dev and handed him some candy. Considering the worldview where sugar is precious, it was an incredible gift.

“Do you think I’m a child who gets carried away by food?”

“But you feel better when you eat something delicious.”

Dev, who knew that, didn’t refuse the candy even though he grumbled. Dev’s expression got much better as Sugar High went straight through.

“Separately, there were many attacks by wild animals today. “I was attacked seven times.”

“Is this also related to the affairs of Camburgh City? Or was it the trick of the person who approached that loser?”

“Either way is a possibility.”

“Priest, eat meat.”

“oh.”

Meanwhile, the Archmage and Inquisitor worked hard to boil stew and grill meat.

Usually, I take turns taking charge with Dev, but today he is like that, so the Inquisitor is working hard.

me? I…surprisingly, have never been in charge of cooking. I’m not sure if it’s because they know I won’t help them based on the concept, or because they don’t think I can do it so they won’t give it to me.

Actually, it’s comfortable and I have no complaints because I can’t cook. Even in modern times where it is easy to control the heat, we always burn it, so how about this place?

“Ah, hunter. “The clothes are all dry.”

“Really?”

By the time the food was done, the clothes I had washed were all dry. Dev quickly changed his clothes.

It was quite funny to see him wriggling around inside the blanket, probably because he was worried about wild animals as he had to travel far to wear it.

However, I have no intention of making a covering cloth to make it easier to change clothes.

“You can lift it too.”

The Archmage smiled happily and handed out the food. At some point, soups with reduced meat content can be eaten comfortably.

“Comrade, I’ve been wondering since last time, do you not eat meat?”

Then wait a moment. I stopped drinking the soup and made eye contact with Berserker. The pumpkin eyes, as vivid as those of a wild animal, acted as if they were observing me closely.

“It’s none of your business.”

Well, whenever I choose a menu, I always leave out the meat, so is there anything strange about not noticing it? As if everyone had a half-intuition, they filtered the meat before giving it to them.

“If I didn’t eat meat, my body wouldn’t be able to survive.”

But… I don’t want to eat it either.

“I said it was none of your business.”

Originally, I wasn’t the type of person who liked it due to problems with my digestive system and appetite, but now… when I came here…

I remembered something that I often put in my mouth during fights. I remembered things that had a bloody smell.

I lost my appetite.

“this.”

When I put down the bowl, the Archmage made a somewhat sad face.

But my appetite has already run away. I didn’t feel like eating anymore.

“Then you won’t grow taller.”

“…hey. “How old are you and how tall are you…”

“Aren’t you tall enough for a demon knight? “Among the Middle people, I have only met one person as big as a demon knight.”

“But aren’t demon knights still old enough to grow tall?”

“The Slander people can grow up to 30, but they are not the Middle People.”

“…is it??”

Instead, he left. I barely came across a river, so I had to wash my body thoroughly.

* * *

“Ah, I can see the city.”

“Look at the fog… I don’t think it’s called Blue Lotus Nest for no reason.”

A little more time passed, and when exactly two weeks had passed, we arrived in Camburgh.

Hehe!

“Ugh, until the end!”

“Hahaha die!”

Luckily, the attack from the devil or devil worshiper that I was worried about didn’t happen until the end. I just experienced the sharp increase in the number of wild beasts.

“It’s not like I’m tainted by demonic energy… but that’s a strange thing. It’s also very suspicious that most of them are of the feline variety. “What the hell is going on?”

“That’s right.”

It is fortunate that it is not a devil, but the sudden increase in the number of animals that are considered top predators is also not good news.

They leave the environment where they usually live and flock in droves regardless of whether their territories overlap or not.

So we entered the city with some apprehension.

Camburgh, which was entered after an identity check, is less beautiful than Hudelen, but appears to be larger. Even though it was noon, the fog flowing throughout the city gave it a strange, off-ground feel.

“wow. “There are a lot of adventurers out there.”

Meanwhile, armed people were wandering around the streets. Considering that their equipment was not unified, there was a high probability that they were adventurers.

“It looks like the city has put a bounty on the subjugation of the beast.”

“Isn’t hunting demons more fun than beasts?”

“It’s safe here, isn’t it?”

Well, ordinary people are in trouble even with goblins. You also have to take the risk of magical energy erosion.

In that case, conservatives are likely to flock to hunting animals that are at least relatively safe. Berserker, who has abilities beyond the standard, didn’t seem to understand much.

“Berserk is more fun than hunting demons.”

“Don’t worry, you’ll experience things from time to time as we hang out together.”

After all, we headed to the temple to unpack. I also got my first information there.

The temple where all kinds of people gathered gathered as much information as the adventurer guild.

“Is there a cause for the abnormal situation yet?”

“Unfortunately… we haven’t figured anything out yet. I recently confirmed that the ground is drying out, but I don’t think that’s the cause…”

“The ground is drying out?”

“Ever since Biryuho disappeared, the mountains and fields often dry up during this time. “The air becomes rough and sand comes flying in from the desert.”

However, it appears that the church has not yet found a clear motive.

“The intensity of dryness seems to be a little greater this time, but it is not at an unusual level. It was like this just seven years ago. Above all, the aftermath of this phenomenon affects Ednium more than us. “Because it’s closer to the desert.”

“Then what is Ednium’s situation…?”

“The place is not being attacked by animals. “We have been in constant communication recently regarding Lord So Seong’s marriage, so the authenticity is certain.”

“Then it would be difficult to point to dryness as the cause. “I guess I’ll have to consider something else.”

“Yes… I would keep that in mind, but it’s probably unlikely.”

“The direction the animals are coming from is…”

“Unfortunately, they don’t come from only one direction…”

I left their conversation behind and leaned my back against the wall in the awkward space of the living room.

Archmage and Inquisitor Dev are talking to the bishop around the desk in the middle of the room.

“This is delicious!”

“Would you like some more?”

“oh!”

Berserker also stayed near the desk. It seems like the purpose is more for snacks than conversation, but whatever.

Rather, it feels like this place is getting more and more uncomfortable.

I crossed my arms as I looked at the HP window, which showed a larger downward trend. As of now, there are more kicks than drops, but from now on…

[Me…]

At that time, a priest wearing white silk cloth spoke to me. He was quite tall, and the face visible from inside the silt cloth had an overall gaunt look.

[You seem to have accumulated a lot of emotions, so please rest your heart with Yeonggwang by your side.]

Just when I thought it was a strangely disturbing impression, the other person said something like that. I guess I was caught making a distressed face.

‘That son of a bitch.’

Well, despite all that consideration, I am an unchurched person who thinks that using just one piece of cloth will bring peace.

[I pray that eternal peace comes to you brother.]

Still, it is definitely better to be less concerned about your facial expression when you wear a veil.

‘Kill it. ‘Kill that damn bastard!’

Even though I felt strangely uncomfortable, I put the mist cloth on my head.

Isn’t misted paper originally white? Is there also black silt? I put that question aside.

‘You fucking idiot!’

I remember hearing that black veils were worn at funeral services, and since the person who gave them was a priest, I had no reason to doubt it.

“huh? “Demon Knight, where did you get that gun?”

is not it? I made eye contact with the Inquisitor who was talking to the priest, but when I saw Kimchi Dumpling’s face, I withdrew my hypothesis.

My gaze reflexively went to the place where the priest was, but he had already left.

“Black is inauspicious… but the church never uses black mist. But how did I get something like this…”

Your people gave it to me…

I refined the sentence to fit the concept and answered bluntly. Everyone around them had stiff faces.

“The black silk cloth is what the devil uses to baptize contractors. Or….”

“You can also give it as a gift to someone you resent so much that you want to kill them. “It means that a black veil that only the devil would wear suits you.”

However, my face hardened at the next sentence.

crazy.

“Please tell me the face of the priest who handed over the silt!”

I gritted my teeth, glaring at the black veil that had already passed into the Inquisitor’s hand.

Then he slowly chewed the words and spit them out.

“Give me the paper.”

I don’t know if there’s a montage here, but if not, I’ll be the first to make one. You bastard who dared to mess with my concept.

“I’m here.”

Seeing my murderous expression, the bishop secretly handed me a piece of paper. My hand quickly snatched it up and began scribbling nervously with the pen.

“uh!”

If you’ve been drawing webtoons for about ten years, even people with slow hands will pick up their drawing speed. So, in less than three minutes, a portrait of a person appeared.

The other person’s characteristics were clear, so there was no confusion.

“This person…”

But Dev seemed strangely aware.

The person who had swallowed his sleep whispered softly in a somewhat quiet voice.

“This is the guy who approached me last time.”

crazy. Absolutely crazy.

“You mean Hudelen wasn’t enough and followed you here…?”

“If only I had approached that Manjong for a moment… Is he the one I heard about when leaving Hudelen?”

It felt uncomfortable somehow!

Kwasik!

“How dare you…!”

“A devil or something has crawled into God’s land!”

Anyway, this incident lit a fuse for me and the Inquisitor.

I don’t know how this episode will play out, but this guy is really going to die if he gets caught.

‘That bastard Leviathan will definitely be killed.’

certainly.

* * *

[Gasp!]

[I knew it would be like this. So it would be too much to go into the realm of religious denominations. Hiding demonic energy is not a skill.]

The purple-haired being clicked its tongue as it watched the person coughing up blood. A crow is clucking next to the hair, which is getting closer to black towards the end.

[Hehehe. well. If you had seen what I saw, you wouldn’t have said that.]

[Yeah, I guess so. Because I have no reason to see the inside of the temple. You should go see Moby Dick.]

The being sitting on the low wall with its softly curved legs crossed listened to those words indifferently. Moby Dick, who was coughing up blood, burst out laughing.

[Pandemonium, if you saw him calmly accepting the black gun without recognizing me, would you be doing this here?] […

What now?]

[Hahaha!]

The being with purple hair, Pandemonium. In response, Moby Dick laughed loudly.

This is because when I picture the ecstatic expression of Pandemonium, unable to hide its greed, and think of the stupid face I just saw, the pain I felt now felt infinitely lighter.

It was worth putting up with the discomfort and setting foot on the denominational land.

[Stupid Gretchen. It looks good too. He can’t even swallow a bowl of food, so he doesn’t even recognize me and just swears and gabbles.]

[Ah… that’s about it. I was skeptical because of what the Duke said, but… I want it. Why don’t you try it this time?]

Moby Dick spat out more blood as the pain continued to not subside.

It’s like swallowing several cups of poison while holding back your strength, so you won’t be able to escape from this situation for a few days… but it doesn’t matter.

⌈Leviathan⌋

I ignored the heat seething in the form of letters on the back of my hand, as if my true name had been called from somewhere.

I didn’t want to go through something like this every time my name was called, so what if I was suddenly called a name that was manipulated to be remembered only by the king and the great devils.

Even more so, if you had just encountered anger and ended up provoking him.

Isn’t it possible to narrow down the number of people called?

Moby Dick, or rather his true name, Leviathan tickled his snake’s chin, ignoring the heat he felt on the back of his hand.

I couldn’t stop laughing.

[I will kill you this time, Gretchen.]

[Ah, no. He’s mine.]

[Hmph. If you want it, you can get it first.]

Damn Gretchen, who was given all kinds of freedom and rights in exchange for just one thing, because she was as strong as the king. Damn Gretchen, who always looked down from above, saying that things like that were just fish.

[But know this. Because I will never miss this opportunity.] I

always wanted to win, but I couldn’t win. It always made me bite my lip─.

[Mephistopheles, that bastard must be killed.]

Damn Mephistopheles.

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

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

Is it Difficult if the Main Character is a Concept Bug
Score 8.4
Status: Ongoing Type: Author: Released: 2022 Native Language: Korean
I’m a roleplayer. A gamer who creates characters according to their classes and happily acts as them. “Don’t… Touch me……” “Talk more and see if you can handle my wrath……” My current character was a Demon Knight who kept a Demon sealed in his right arm! One day while I was just acting as my character and enjoying the game as usual…… “Log out.” [This command cannot be carried out.]  “……? Log out.” [This command cannot be carried out.]“……???” And as if not being able to log out wasn’t enough… “You disgusting Demon! So you finally took over Sir Demon Knight’s body!” “My eyes cannot be deceived! Sir Demon Knight isn’t that kind!” Because of my damn companions I couldn’t even stop role playing! Can this role playing gamer faithful to their setting ever return to reality?

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