Is It Bad That the Main Character’s a Roleplayer? - Chapter 120

◈Episode 120 If I Could Leave (2)

Is it true that you wake up the next morning?

It’s good that my fatigue level is 0, but didn’t I sleep for only 1 hour? Have you ever slept with the alarm off?

I left the building, pushing away the fur and leather blanket I didn’t know when—I don’t even know who might have covered it for me.

Although I could see through the hole in the ceiling that a day had passed, looking at the overall view was different.

In just one day, the sunlight had changed to that of midsummer. As the sunlight stung my eyes, I felt like I was being kicked out.

“Ah, you woke up on time.”

Ugh, sunlight…

Vampires under the sun… No, vampires here are not affected by sunlight. Is it gently melting like ice under the hot sun?

The Archmage approached from the other side.

“Aren’t you hungry? “It was soon time to eat, so I brought it.”

I ate and slept yesterday, so there’s no way I’m hungry… right! I accepted what the Archmage gave me with my saturation level dropping normally.

It was stir-fried vegetables with lots of spices. I tried this yesterday and it was the most delicious, but I don’t know how I got it.

“Would you like to eat inside or outside?”

It’s not bad inside, but it’s a good day. At first glance, it seems like eating outside is common, so I eat outside too.

I sat on a bonfire set up near the tent and a chair made from a wooden pole—it was the height of a bathroom chair.

The hunters who were eating earlier rolled their eyes and stopped talking. I didn’t mean to notice, but I felt really sorry.

“If it’s not enough, tell me. “I said I would give it as much as I wanted.”

“…Not required.”

However, it is already seated.

I ate the stir-fried dish, feigning shamelessness. There was no inconvenience regarding the way of eating, as the priest had sharpened a special spoon yesterday, saying that people outside do not use spoons.

The rice is delicious.

“…I have something to tell you.”

As I attack the heaps of stir-fried vegetables, layer by layer, the bottom slowly starts to appear. When I lifted the bowl to my mouth and pushed the last bits of food into my mouth, only a little bit of seasoning remained.

“First of all, the chieftain of Bigabol hoped to leave during the day today.”

Rattling.

I put the spoon down on the bowl. The Archmage held out a teacup as if he had been waiting. It was the tea I had yesterday. It still tastes good.

“But if you wish… you can leave later. “The chief desperately wants your company and wants to respect your opinion.”

what. I feel like I’m being tricked into getting something to eat. Is this correct? Rather, how does the Archmage know?

“Of course, it’s okay if you don’t participate in this matter. “I requested manpower through the Magic Tower and told you in advance that if you refused, I would send them instead.”

But there is no sin in the car. I drank a lot of tea. As the warmth spread throughout my body, I felt drowsy.

“What should we do?”

The Archmage must have felt bad about the bloody ending yesterday.

I half lowered my eyelids at the suggestion that caught my attention.

“Tell it to the chieftain.”

I don’t know whether to acknowledge the existence of the mountain army or to regard it as something to be killed. I’m already convinced, but I don’t think it’s a problem that can be decided in one day.

After all, isn’t it a matter of overturning some of the hatred and contempt that has accumulated for a long time and changing our values?

“I will cooperate, but I have no reason to follow orders.”

But one thing is certain.

As long as it is related to demonic energy, the Demon Knight will not back down.

The point is that whether you kill or save someone, you must see it with your own eyes and make a judgment before you can solve your problem.

“…I understand.”

The Archmage nodded in conditional consent. His expression did not become serious, as if he had expected this arrangement.

“If so, when would be a good time to start?”

“There is no time to waste on mere power struggles.”

“I understand. Then let’s leave as soon as possible. “The chief will like it.”

As always, a translator that works well is a bonus.

It’s time to move into Bigabol territory.

【I have no doubt that the unpleasant events of yesterday will turn into strong friendships in the future. Until I see you next time, please stay healthy.】

【Of course. I hope that Chief Atart will be safe until Katina.】 As soon as he could

announce his departure, Atart, the chief of Bigabol, urged his warriors—those who did not betray—to form a party.

It seems like they wanted to leave as soon as possible as they didn’t know what would have happened to their home base.

“…I hope you will visit our tribe again next time.”

“I hope the opportunity to serve you again comes.”

However, there were also those who regretted the early departure in return. They were the chief and priest of Serhang who had not even exchanged proper greetings.

The chief smiled awkwardly, as if he had memorized the entire sentence, and the priest spoke familiarly with expert skill. Both of them explicitly recommended a return visit.

They even offered him another gift that he had rejected. Of course, it was the tea leaf that I liked.

In my heart, I want to take it.

【I’ll carry it for you.】

【Ah, I understand.】

【Instead… please give me a snake.】

【Don’t worry. I will definitely hand it over to the Hudelen Magic Tower.】

【Hehe, thank you.】

But a demon knight is not that kind of person. I held back tears and turned away from the hand that handed me the gift.

But the Archmage intercepted it again. Hmph.

“Please take care of me.”

It’s a little sad and disgusting, but I won’t show it.

I closed my eyes as Atart greeted me. Because of the angle and direction, the sunlight kept stinging my eyes, making it difficult to keep them open.

【That guy…】

【Stop. Do not force our laws on strangers. He deserves it.】

Sunshine ahhh.

* * *

“For some reason, I felt like I couldn’t see Na-ri so much, so I made a request…”

“Why didn’t you tell me? If you told me, I would help too…”

“I was thinking about asking the hero for help too… but it wasn’t anything to do with the devil, it was just simple gathering of materials. Moreover, the hero is said to be advancing to a new level, so it would be a shame to interfere with that.”

“Then, Archmage, why…”

“Because magic ingredients are difficult to collect. If I leave it to non-mages, there’s a high chance that it will turn into a yawn, so I asked for a favor. Moreover, some of the materials collected this time are wild animals, so they require tracking magic, but tracking magic is usually not an easy task, right? “You need to be able to capture scattered traces in the air, attach colored magic to them, and guide the magic to spread along the connected traces. This is only possible if you are a great sage or a mage.”

“I see….”

“Haha! “I don’t know what you’re talking about, Berserk!”

“If that’s the case, wouldn’t it be worth it for me to call too…”

The three people each showed their own reactions to the explanation of the fierce white wind.

Behind them, there are wizards who belong to the academic-only Hudelen branch and who are in good physical condition—in the sense that they can walk for more than three hours. The high-ranking priests brought along just in case are a bonus.

“But is it okay to enter the forest dwellers’ territory so carelessly? “I heard they really hate people who come in without permission.”

“It’s okay because it’s a change up to this point. Herbalists also come and go here often. “The Serhang tribe has officially given permission, so what’s the problem?”

is it. Deathbringer scratched the back of his head as he listened to the Great Sage’s words.

I know that the wizard has to collect it himself, but I am confident that I will play an active part in the tracking process. But you left him out like that.

A slight sense of regret and subtle sense of deprivation subtly filled my heart. It was a feeling of deprivation that made me feel like I was useless.

“Rather than that, there should have been someone to come out to meet you…”

Still, I thought he had proven his worth by playing an active part in Pa Enoch. Is it still not enough in their eyes?

“It looks like there’s someone over there.”

Meanwhile, Berserk had sensed the presence of an outsider. There is a deserted forest where she points.

Under the bushes, on the trees, behind the trees. The same thing happened even if we carefully searched for places where people might be hiding. I can’t see anyone.

“I don’t think there’s anyone here?”

“No, there is. Even though you’re not a wizard, your senses are excellent. “How did you notice the barrier focused on concealment?”

But there was. A person who hides magic as a skill he cannot surpass.

“I guess this is the side that contacts us.”

As the great sage stepped forward and jumped up and down, a change occurred even in the deserted forest. The air became distorted and disintegrated, revealing the appearance of a person.

【Are you from the Hudelen Magic Tower?】

【Yes. that’s right. The Archmage called me here.】

【Excuse me, but please give me evidence.】

Deathbringer’s face scrunched up.

Magic… it’s really a scam. Warriors who manipulate magic and strengthen their bodies have a set method of application, and at least it is limited to individuals, but magic is really…

[I don’t know what she said that all she had to do was prove it. Is this okay? Or this? Oh, is this it?】

【…It was proven when you showed me several things. There is no need to take out more.】

【A. Kim Saege.】

The Deathbringers looked away from White Wind talking as their representative.

The forest is really dark closer to night, but if you have a magic item, it’s not difficult to see the contents.

It was so convenient that I felt embarrassed. After all, magic is a fraud.

“Haam. I’m getting bored. “Is there no one strong?”

“There may not be strong people, but you shouldn’t clash weapons carelessly. “The people of the Great Forest are strict with strangers.”

“I was expecting warriors from the Great Forest, but then it’s no fun…”

“…even if you shouldn’t take out your weapon first, I think it would be okay to ask for permission and spar.”

But no matter how he feels, the situation changes by the minute.

After receiving the snake as scheduled, they entrusted the snake to some personnel. They will return to the city’s magic tower and begin research.

And Deathbringer himself, White Wind, and several wizards and priests from Sannim Berserk followed the guide and moved to Serhang’s village.

After spending the night here, we will head to the Bigabol tribe, where the Demon Knight and Archmage are said to have headed.

* * *

【Traitors… they decided to kill me.】

The way back was not that smooth. This is because Jatav warriors settled down on the return route.

【It seems that the Chief himself sold the fact that he was visiting Serhang as an envoy. Otherwise, it

wouldn’t be possible to be on that road…】 【It should be so.】

I followed the gestures of the Bigabol hunters and stuck to the trees and bushes. Like a jungle forest, small trees and grass were densely packed between the trees, so it was easy to hide.

There’s just no way to move forward.

“…about the Jatav attack at Ser Port. “I guess this is where the information leaked out.”

At that time, the Archmage softly whispered.

No, whatever. It’s not something I care about, but after learning about it, I feel a little sad. Because Serhan ended up making a fool of himself.

In any case, if the conference venue is accidentally attacked and they fail to respond, it is the conference venue owner’s fault, but if the attack was caused by a visitor, isn’t it the visitor’s fault?

【Is it possible to turn around and move?】

【It’s difficult. By assigning people to each element…】

【A head-on breakthrough.】

【There are too many of them. It may be possible, but it will cause damage…]

But the other side is constantly moving, so is it okay for us to stay here?

I spread out and looked at the people slowly walking towards me. Everyone is holding their weapons, afraid that someone will say that they are not targeting us.

“It was difficult from the beginning. “I don’t want to cause any friction with other tribes.”

The Archmage also looks troubled.

“If possible, it would be nice if we could pass by without our presence being discovered…”

Then wait a moment. The Archmage’s eyes turned to me.

“you.”

I had a strong feeling that I was going to be exploited.

“…That thing I wrote yesterday when I kicked Jatav out. Is it possible again?”

It was right without fail.