Is It Bad That the Main Character’s a Roleplayer? Chapter 60

◈Episode 60 If there is a God (3)

Form a defensive line and hold out for half a day.

By nightfall, the chaos in the city had almost subsided. It could be said that there is a conflict between the areas where zombies have spread and the areas where zombies have not yet spread.

“Is there any more medicine left?”

“doesn’t exist. “That was all that man gave me.”

“That’s too bad.”

I used up the magic antidote package that the demon knight gave me.

This is because there were quite a few people who were eroded by demon energy in the process of fighting against the devil.

I tried feeding it to an infected person just in case, but unfortunately, that didn’t work. I wonder if at least a few people could have been saved from the demonic attack.

“Ugh! “Save me, save me!”

At that time, someone came running from the area where the zombies had spread.

“It’s a zombie!”

“Get your arrows ready!”

“Bite marks?! “Don’t reach out carelessly!”

“You got bitten?!”

The zombies following the survivors were hit by arrows and fell away. In the meantime, the survivor is almost close to the barricade.

Torches held up here and there illuminated the entire area, illuminating the faces of the survivors.

“No, I’m not!”

“Stand back for a moment! “There are bite marks!”

“I said no!”

Although he denies it, clear teeth marks are visible on his forearm along with blood through his clothes.

“Save me!”

“No, you never know when things will change!”

“I’m not— Wow!”

Meanwhile, the person who was trying to climb the barricade stopped and started twisting his whole body. Although the response speed and infection speed were significantly different, the scene was the same as it was 40 years ago.

People gathered without even knowing that the devil was parasitic. Strong isolation of priests. A fight caused by those who denied it. The flames spread like that, blood, blood, and blood again…

“Hey, hey!” “Wind hand!”

The young Qureity man covered his mouth. As my excessively fast breathing was forced to stop, my dizzy head seemed to calm down a bit.

“Come to your senses!”

“Yes, yes… that’s how it should be…”

He struggled in the sea of memories, but somehow managed to come to his senses. It was a barely completed wire. It was obvious that if we couldn’t prevent something from happening here, it would result in even greater damage.

The person who turned into a zombie was decapitated by a sailor who was guarding the defense line.

“Why, why again…”

“Dad…”

However, as I existed amidst the gushing blood and the cries coming from all directions, moments from the past kept flashing before my eyes.

This was especially true because he was from the Sland tribe, the longest-lived race among humans. If they were a different race, their memories might have faded as they aged.

“Damn it…”

The average lifespan of the Sland is between 150 and 200 years. At Baramson’s age, around 53, he was in his prime and his memory was fine.

That was the problem.

The events of that time, which were almost imprinted in my mind, emerged so easily. 13 years old. I remembered so clearly the times when my childhood was colored with sorrow.

“The flying devil is coming!”

Then someone shouted. My head, which had been consumed by fear, became a little clearer.

It was funny, but it was like that. A demon flying through the sky and breathing fire was better than those zombies.

“Everyone get ready!”

Windson held his sword tightly and gave instructions to the people.

Wooden planks prepared for dismantling ships or tearing down the walls of houses were raised one after another over people’s heads. These are soaked in seawater to prevent fires as much as possible.

Kyaaa!

And when the sound of a flying monster got closer. A subtle, crackling sound penetrated my ears.

“lily?”

The ears of the Qureity youth right next to him perked up.

Kyaa─ Kyah!

The howl of the flying demon was strangely distorted.

“wait for a sec.”

The wind hand slightly lifted the board and looked at the sky. The devil’s body was wrapped around a rope and being dragged to one side.

bang!

The rope made the demon fall and fell to the floor. Suddenly! What follows is a smooth cutting sound.

When a piece of meat is cut with a single knife, a strong and terrifying sound erupts along with blood.

“lily!”

The Qureity youth ran out and Windson stopped breathing without realizing it.

The scent of blood from the present and the scent of blood from the past were mixed together. The smell of ash that suddenly flowed from somewhere was like the scent of a burning village. Just like that moment.

『Suri, run. Never look back, just run. Okay?』

『Dad, what about you?』

『Dad, it’s okay. So run, run!』

The heresy inquisitors of the temple burned down the entire village, saying it was difficult to distinguish between zombies and the living.

Like that damn day when my father sacrificed his life to draw the Inquisitor’s attention and give him a chance to escape.

“Check the marks for a moment─.”

“You don’t need to check on that person!”

And and….

『It’s okay now, honey.』

“Wind hand.”

To resemble the moment when his savior found him hiding and held out his hand.

『You are okay now.』

“I saved Seongju.”

But I didn’t lose you this time. I didn’t lose you this time though.

My savior, my benefactor, my…

“Are you going?”

“of course.”

mother.

* * *

Did they kill the golem, save the castle lord, follow the path the golem came through, and clear out all the enemies that were trapped?

At the Amsen dock, they even found devil worshipers who were unexpected and killed them all. Additionally, additional troops were also killed.

Then, we passed through the village and slowly returned to where our group would be…

“….”

I looked at the swarthy face of the Wind Hand and wondered what had happened.

Did people die en masse while I was away? I think I saw quite a few familiar faces from earlier.

The adventurers even waved at us, asking us to leave it to them. If the damage had been severe, there would never have been such a reaction.

Why does Baramson have a melancholic expression?

Suddenly!

In a situation where I had no idea, I just swung my sword. The severed body of a gargoyle was placed on top of a house where no one was present.

“Is it okay to leave people behind?”

“…ever since the 40-year incident, everyone knows how to respond to zombie outbreaks. “You saw pirates and civilians unite and attack the defense line first.”

“That’s true.”

“…The infection rate is freakishly fast, but it’s okay. It’ll be okay…”

For your information, we are just the three of us on our way to the castle.

It would be nice if everyone could move to the castle, but that’s not possible, so what can we do?

If there are up to ten people, even I can’t cover the number of people exceeding one hundred. Especially now that the escort distance is far away and there is a penalty for being vulnerable to attack because it is night.

People knew that and stayed on the defensive line. No one will complain. Even if it exists… if you don’t reveal it, it doesn’t exist. huh.

“There won’t be that kind of massacre this time…”

I was shocked as I cut off the head of the zombie that jumped out.

The fact that the genre has changed from fantasy to zombie apocalypse is already quite disconcerting, but here is a massacre?

As the scene flashed through my mind, I just held my sword for no reason.

Would sinking five ships be considered a massacre? Some rather useless thoughts were a bonus.

“…! you are!”

At that time, a response came from the castle. From the personnel camped in front of the exact gate.

It was dark and I didn’t really bring a torch, but I thought I had a good time.

“Open the door!”

Anyway, the soldiers who recognized me hurriedly raised the iron bar that had been lowered.

The iron bars were rising with a clanging sound, and my body twitched as if I was going to jump out at any moment.

“It seems there was less damage than I thought. “Thank goodness, Baramson.”

“…okay.”

Now that I think about it, what happened to the Windson brothers?

You can’t gamble with your brothers. Please save your brothers. I remember Baramson’s words, but I still don’t know who those brothers are.

It didn’t seem like he was referring to real blood relatives, so I assumed he was a privateer comrade left behind in Jakrathi… but the Lord of the Castle was the only one who asked you to pick him up and save him during the day, right?

When it comes to seeing Seongju as brothers, there is a difference between a single noun and a plural noun. I can’t quite get a feel for it.

“Is it a repair?”

At that time, someone called Windson’s name.

“Mayan!”

“Suri! “It’s really you!”

The person who ran through the open gate was someone I knew. This is the person who risked his injury earlier to let us know that the lord of the castle was in the castle.

“Are you back?”

“…okay. “I came back with someone to help me.”

I avoided the two people’s embrace and looked around the castle. There were torches everywhere, so visibility was quite bright even though it was night. They probably did it that way to make it easier to see when zombies are approaching.

“What about the Lord of Seong?”

“Stay safe inside.”

“okay…? “That’s a good thing.”

“Go find it. “Because you will be welcomed.”

“…Yeah, that should be it.”

More than that, the breached wall has been filled in, at least roughly. I was somewhat satisfied when I discovered the barricades that would have been created after I left the castle.

If the interior has been cleaned up, that is, if there are no zombies left in the castle, there will be no need to worry about safety here.

“Ugh. Is that the monster you saw on the ship? Breaking down the castle walls?”

Meanwhile, Dev frowned when he saw the corpse of the monster I had killed. It was an understandable reaction.

Not only did it not originally look good, but now that it had been dismembered, the rag golem had reached the peak of its ugliness.

“How on earth does this work? “If it wasn’t for Knight Nari, the damage would have been much greater.”

Dev broke off a branch of a shrub inside the castle. Poke. A tree branch full of leaves pierced the rag golem’s body.

“Could it be that Vipurit made a pact with devil worshipers?”

well. Maybe so.

Not only is Vipurit’s group not attacked by zombies, but because they found and killed several demon contractors at the port earlier.

Moreover, they said that they ‘suddenly’ became powerful enough to take over the city. If there is cooperation with devil contracts behind it, that can also be explained.

I really want something to explode when I arrive.

No, it’s not really a joke. Wherever I go, something happens at exactly the right time. This is why I can’t stop doubting that it’s a game. It’s so absurd, really.

If the number of victims in the city exceeds a certain level, isn’t it really a game over? and. It’s scary to even think about it.

I didn’t want to do the sewers or the dragon slaying again, but this was disgusting in a different way. For those two things, if I put my effort into it, I can reduce the number of victims. This is because these are missions that can only be solved if people do them well.

After all, compared to the size of the city, my body is one.

“It’s strange that there aren’t any more attacks after daytime…”

I was contemplating whether I should go on night patrol right away, and then my hands trembled at those words.

If you’re worried about the additional troops, there was Gene… and he showed up at the Amsen dock where I dealt with the devil worshipers three or four hours ago… but

I cut down all of Gene before they even reached the port. Everyone, from the boat to those who swam to land.

“Where are you going again?”

…Honestly, I thought it would be too bothersome once we reached land.

And it still is.

“Are you sure you’ll catch the remaining demons overnight?”

“hmm? for a moment. “Where are you going?”

I walked slowly.

My fatigue level was still at 60 and I was feeling very uneasy, so I felt like I needed to go to the Amsen dock again. Or Katunat Pier in the west.

“Let’s take a break for a while. “Isn’t it soon dawn?”

Dev’s hand grabbed my collar. I hit it sharply. Dev also had good quickness, so he quickly pulled his hand away, but I think he barely touched it.

“lily.”

“Don’t meddle with me.”

Just because you got hit a little bit doesn’t mean you’ll get a bruise. I’m a little worried because the character’s strength is so good. However, I wouldn’t have hit it gently.

“Hey, I have to go see the Lord of Seong.”

“There is no time to waste on useless things.”

Rejecting Wind Hand’s offer, I stepped on the piled furniture and climbed up.

Beyond the barricade, I could see the road I had traveled once during the day. The traces of the devil I once killed in passing are a bonus.

“I’m telling you to get some rest? No matter how good your physical strength is, I don’t think resting is a useless thing.”

That’s right. That’s right… but what if the concept doesn’t allow it!

Above all, I was a little uneasy because I heard that there were zombies and people mixed in the city, as if I were in a separate space like a dungeon.

Rather than feeling extremely scared, it felt like I was sleeping with my homework left behind. Feeling like you caught a cold before the deadline?

In fact, it is true that there is still work to be done as demon removal remains in the quest list.

Anyway, I don’t really like this subtle nervousness. Even more terrifying was the possibility that so many people would die overnight that they would have to be retried.

Rather than continue feeling like this, I just end up working a little more.

“If you are overdoing it because of what I requested….”

“Unreasonable?”

I turned and looked back.

“I will not tolerate insults to me.”

“…Okay, I apologize for what I just did. But—”

“Stop it. “Now that the devil has appeared, no one can stop the knight.”

Dev groaned and climbed onto the barricade. Looks like he’s planning on following me. As long as the opponent is the opponent, I think it would be better to stay here.

“I won’t stop you, so please allow me to follow you.”

But what can I do if my doctor does something like that? I turned around and stepped on the highest part of the barricade.

“conceive!”

Someone shouted that.

“Seven ships from the south!”

“…!?”

To the south is Biang Port, where there is an island occupied by Vipurit. There is no way the ship coming from there is friendly. In other words, all seven ships are enemies that must be dealt with.

“For some reason, they said there was no attack…”

Why is the bad feeling always true? If there is a God, shouldn’t it be like this?

Or is it that they deliberately made it happen when I was there to lessen the damage? If I had been somewhere else, it would have taken longer to receive the news.

“Nari—!”

Swish!

Anyway, now it’s time to move. I got off the barricade and ran towards the castle wall on the other side.

I couldn’t help it. The hole I was trying to pass through was just to the north, and the place where the enemy was found was to the south. To see it, you had to climb the southern wall to gain a better view.

With a crackle,

the hem of my coat was thrown back, and magical energy was wrapped around my legs.

And when my fast-rushing body reached the castle wall, I just jumped and climbed up the wall. For example, vertical running.

Flap!

And before gravity could overcome speed, my hands grabbed the rake of the castle wall and pulled myself up. The sound of the stiff coat hem spread quietly through the silence of the night.

“…!”

The sentries standing guard on the castle wall were frightened without making a single sound, and I scanned the sea from the castle wall. The sea at night was very dark, but the moon was bright, so the ship was vaguely visible.

There is still quite a bit of distance left. So much so that I can be sure that my step on the muzzle will be faster than the speed they reach.

“You tell it.”

“Yes yes?”

“I don’t need support.” My legs stepped on the

castle

stone and I jumped down the castle wall with a loud noise.

I did not have to worry about the soldier not conveying the message to his superiors or that the superiors who received the message would not believe my words and send troops.

Even if they do that, they are the ones making a fuss…

“Take care of yourself!”

As you can see from the soldiers’ reactions, there was a high possibility that they would not trust me and not let me go.

After all, the people who had discovered the ship earlier than me and dispatched troops there, but instead just watched me sink five ships, couldn’t have done the same thing again.