Is It Bad That the Main Character’s a Roleplayer? Chapter 426

Chapter 426 So (9)

Berserk moved his gaze to follow the girl who was spinning around based on his standards, whether the Archmage was talking to his old friend or not.

The girl who had done her share of work as a normal Nordine when she was in the North has suddenly become a foolish child. This means that we have reached a situation where it would not be strange to call it regression or degradation.

“Daejeon Temple, look at this! “There are living, moving bugs!”

“okay.”

But I have no intention of saying anything about this. It’s just funny and amazing how the adventurer comforted the child until he let loose like this.

“What does this taste like?”

“Well, wouldn’t it be crunchy?”

“Well, don’t they usually say you shouldn’t eat it instead of discussing the taste…?”

“It’s not Dokdo, so what’s the problem?”

Even if it is poisonous, it is clear that it is not a creature worth worrying about, considering it is not in her knowledge. Even if you eat it, you won’t die.

“Failure to kill the Nordeans only makes them stronger.”

Anyway, she left the girl fluttering around based on that logic. When everything is over and I can go to the south, I’ll stop by to eat butterflies. That doesn’t taste good. At that point, there were only so many thoughts remaining in Berserk’s mind.

“That’s an enthusiastic answer, as befits this group. Well, kids of that age can digest whatever they eat.”

At that time, the man who introduced himself as Windhand laughed at her conversation with the Deathbringer.

“I eat seaweed, but why can’t I eat beetles?”

He was a man who seemed to be quite as naughty as Deathbringer.

“It’s sea grass. “Is it delicious?”

“Except for the fact that it’s tough and slippery, it’s salty and pretty edible.”

Wouldn’t it be better than starving? The man said so and Berserk agreed. Compared to starving, liking or disliking taste is not that important. Because taste has no meaning before life.

“uh?”

However, just when the girl who was fluttering down the street seemed to have moved away from them, the girl standing at the intersection pointed to one side. Tap, tap, tap. Her sensitive ears began to hear the sound of several fierce footsteps.

“Hawkeye.”

“I heard.”

It wasn’t just Berserk who noticed this. The spearman and some of his subordinates who had been selling to the archmage laughed and turned their heads.

“It feels like there’s a festival going on.”

“Boss…”

The girl who was pointing to one side said at the moment that only those who noticed the situation had their hands grasping their respective weapons.

“People are running.”

“what?”

“What do you mean?”

The Inquisitor, who was a person with a strong physical focus but was the only one who could not tell what was going on, asked with a slant. The girl’s shoulders shrugged.

“I don’t know. It seems like everyone’s brains are spinning? “It’s like people being chased by a bear.”

It was a rather strong remark for a child to make, but no one paid any attention to it. The adults’ expressions hardened as they focused only on the content of the girl’s remarks, and they began to move their bodies.

“What is it? What happened again?”

“Could it be the devil…?”

“I don’t feel any magic! But—!”

If there was a problem in the beginning, it was the Inquisitor who could not be ignored. After that, Hawkeye jumped out and Crusher, who had no other options as his friend came out, also followed.

“Ah-oh! “It’s really not a windy day!”

Finally, when the Deathbringer leapt forward, Berserk advanced slowly, unlike the previous four.

“What’s going on?”

“It’s exactly what the girl said. But things don’t look very good.”

At the same time, he also answered the wizards’ questions. At the intersection, an object that harasses their senses is about to appear. There is less to explain.

“Wow, this isn’t all chaos.”

The dirty blonde guy was right. It was a real mess.

“senior.”

“…It’s clear that everyone is out of their minds. “Can I ask everyone to suppress it?”

“Don’t worry!”

The Inquisitor who had already advanced to the front spread divine power into the air with one breath. Then, the light returned to the people’s dim eyes and they suddenly began to stop walking.

“catch!”

“Don’t let them fall!”

The number of people running was not just one or two. In such a situation, if the leader suddenly stops, an accident is bound to occur.

“You continue to use your divine power. “We are in charge of rescuing people.”

“please!”

Fortunately, the distance was wide and the people running were small and scattered, so the accident did not spread significantly. So, when Hawkeye and Crusher Berserk grabbed people who were about to fall and pulled them aside, they managed to reduce the number of people tripping over each other.

“I hate working without wages. “I need to get noticed by wizards. Why don’t you do something nice today?”

“Thank you for your useless words and help me out, Captain!”

Moreover, when the Trickster mercenary group led by Mystiltein joined in, the number of injured decreased dramatically. People who came to their senses lined up on the street corners and began to reflect on their actions or shiver from the cold.

“I don’t know what’s really going on….”

“If this continues, we’ll all freeze to death.”

The inferior fairy snapped her fingers and unleashed a barrier spell. At best, it was just a barrier that blocked the wind from coming and going, but that alone drastically reduced people’s noise.

“Why is everyone like that?”

“Well…”

Did the Archmage join the Inquisitor in interrogating them? For a moment, the fairy’s head turned.

“senior.”

“Why are you doing that?”

The fairy’s finger pointed to one of the towers visible in the distance. They could vaguely see something like a white ball forming around the outside of the tower.

“Crusher!”

“Why again?”

“People…!”

Hawkeye, who had the best eyes among them all, even screamed.

“People are jumping from the tower!”

The tower Hawkeye was pointing to was one of the bell towers that maintained the magic of the castle wall, and was located on the opposite side of the one the fairy was pointing to.

* * *

“103 dead, 35 injured…”

I stopped wiping my nosebleed again when I felt eyes on me and raised my head. A continuous purple snake was watching me.

“Two bell towers were destroyed and one lost all magical connections. “It is good that many of the followers of lust who were involved in this matter were discovered, but it cannot be helped that the loss is painful.”

Maybe it’s because one of the bell towers was damaged. But who knew I would end up like that? That’s what happened because I was struggling to save people.

“When do you think the bell tower will be restored?”

“Half of the magic circle was blown away. “It would be quicker to create a new one than to restore it.”

“So, in terms of time?”

“It will take more than two months.”

Seongju made a groaning sound at the purple serpent’s words. It seemed like a pain in the ass when something like this happened while the whole city was saying they were going to advance.

“Why are you so dead? “It’s not like we could have taken the walls to the forward base anyway, right?”

“Fairy Magic Tower Lord, this is not something you can think about so easily…”

“Easily? This is ridiculous. Hey Seongju. From the devils’ perspective, do you think it’s really a ‘light’ thing for me, a high-ranking assassination target, to move my ass all the way here?”

The person with his legs crossed and his arms crossed wrinkled his face and spit out words as if chewing.

“If you have time to get frustrated, come up with a solution. “You probably know that this is only a situation that has improved due to the intervention of variables, but that it would have been worse originally, right?”

“…That’s correct.”

Seongju was eventually convinced by the fairy’s words. It was more like a forced nod than a true understanding, but I just had to agree anyway. The fairy’s expression became more contemptuous as she looked at the weak spirit of the castle owner.

“Are you okay, Nari?”

“Adventurer, clean yourself with this.”

Meanwhile, the two dumplings standing next to me were busy stamping their feet and offering handkerchiefs and medicine. Aside from the Deathbringer who jumped out from his nap, the Inquisitor must have had a hard time bringing people out of their trances, so I was very grateful.

“What on earth did you do instead? “Stopping time…”

“I just… did the best I could with what came to mind at the time.”

As a result, it was impossible to achieve zero deaths.

I used a handkerchief to suppress the bleeding from my nose as I remembered the two people who had died due to the delay in rescuing them. One of his eyes was also slightly red, probably due to the blood that had burst inside his nose.

“And it wasn’t entirely my job to do it. If you have to give praise, you should also send it to the two magic tower lords.”

My efforts would have been in vain if the magic tower lord, who seemed to be an atonement fairy or something, and the purple serpent that kept coming had not joined in to repair the gap in space, shrinking the space that was lost, and taking people out one by one.

“But I’m the one who took the time until then, right?”

“…okay.”

That’s definitely something I did well. The fairy said that even if the magic had gone a little wrong, everyone would have died.

“Next time you’d better not do that.”

“I would like to do that too…”

Just then, after finishing the conversation with the lord of the castle, three great wise men approached us. It doesn’t look like the conversation is over, so why are you coming?

I just rolled my eyes to the side, like a sensitive dog often does. The Archmage’s gaze was warm, but the other two were so stinging that they couldn’t help it. I can see it.

“I didn’t do it because I wanted to either.”

“Well… I’m telling you this out of anger because I think you’re mistaken, but I’m not saying this out of concern that you’ll make a mistake and people will die.”

“…Is that so?”

“okay. What we’re really worried about is—”

“Manipulating time and space is a very delicate and dangerous thing. This is especially true if you don’t have proper knowledge.”

“In other words, if you do something wrong, it won’t just end in the death of the person you tried to save, but your head will be blown off. “Do you understand now?”

Oh, I see. If this spell had failed, not only would those people have died, but my life would have been in danger.

For some reason, when I tried it, Fury mumbled something. When it comes to life-threatening issues, they come out in a very outrageous way.

“I’ll keep that in mind next time.”

“Isn’t that the face of someone who is mindful?”

“…I don’t want to give up on something that can be scary.”

I took off the handkerchief that was more than half stained with blood. The Archmage smiled awkwardly as if he knew that would happen and took the handkerchief from me.

“But take care of yourself next time. “What is this?”

“It is an injury that will heal over time anyway.”

The magic power is twisted and all, but at any rate, it is below the ‘magic circulation disorder’ attached to the ‘camouflage’ skill. So, this is what I’m used to, except for the nosebleeds.

“Hey, just because you’re a prosecutor, it seems like you look down on the magic twister—”

“I’m not looking down on you.”

But you take this as a provocation. I hurriedly chose my words, looking at his crumpled expression like a meister.

“I’ve experienced it many times before, so I just know it’s an injury that will heal quickly.”

It’s an injury that would be better off for at least a day or two, or up to three or four days, but wouldn’t that be considered a good thing anyway? Anyway, it’s much better than passing out for two weeks. Well then.

“…You’ve experienced this before?”

“Enough to get used to it… the magic power…”

“Shouldn’t this bastard be put in the lab right away instead of leaving him here? “I think we need to check your health and get treatment in real time, right?”

“I’m fine.”

“Would it be persuasive if I said something like that to someone who spilled a bucket of nosebleeds?”

“Nariii.”

“I’m going on an adventure.”

However, other people seem to have different opinions. The two dumplings started squeezing and the three archmages were fiddling with things like my veins and forehead until the castle lord called them back.

I know it was a good intention, but it was a bit burdensome.

* * *

[How many people died?]

[There were fewer deaths than expected.]

[…Is this okay?]

[It’s okay. Because the purpose has been achieved. What about other cities?]

[There were more deaths there than here. But is it really okay? With this, most of your followers will be taken away.]

[That’s okay too.]

A girl with light pink hair and light green eyes walked gently down the street with a woman riding a donkey.

[Because it is beneficial even if they die.]

[…?]

[Whether it is the blood of those who follow me or the blood of those who do not follow me… in the end, it has equal value as a sacrifice.]

And the girl stopped walking for a moment. On the other side of the girl, a young man with purple hair is choosing a weapon.

[Anyway, the advance of this city cannot be stopped. Even if you swarm the lesser demons at this timing, you won’t be able to kill the warrior’s party. Then… wouldn’t it be best to let their tight water cup overflow?]

As soon as she found the young man, the girl gathered her hair and tied it up.

[are you okay. Their stress has already reached its peak. This incident must have made that glass of water even more dangerous. Because my mind, which had been relieved by the death of my appetite, must have become alert again.]

[Even so. Is this really effective?]

[Trust me. We can destroy both the warrior and this city.]

[Yes, that’s what you say.]

Little Feet is heading towards that direction, leaving behind the woman riding the donkey. The woman on the donkey made eye contact with the girl with a sour expression on her face.

[But I… No. Fighting.]

When his hair, as bright as a southern flower, swayed in the wind, the head of the young man who was selecting the arrow just turned this way.

[…Ah, but I don’t think this is real.]

The moment light green eyes and purple eyes met, the young man’s gaze hardened.

“…Tanya.”

The girl, who could not hear what the donkey woman said, burst out laughing.