Is It Bad That the Main Character’s a Roleplayer? - Chapter 91

◈Episode 91 I want to tell you (7)

It’s not a waste, but I wanted to tell everyone about my regretful and unfair feelings. But the concept doesn’t allow that.

I handed over the dragon’s body, looking cool on the outside but crying on the inside.

“I was so lazy that I came myself!”

And right after that, a visitor came to the temple.

He was a figure from the Magic Tower.

“What happened??”

At that time, I was in a bit of a state of confusion as I was receiving a small reward of 5 million gal in return for the transfer, saying it was okay to get it for free.

It wasn’t because the amount was too big, it was because I had this kind of drip floating around in my head: ‘Your materials have been replaced with money.’

Honestly, no matter how large the amount is, it is still a shame considering the rarity of the material. I want a sword made of dragon scales more than five million gals.

But that doesn’t work…

“It’s not something you need to know. Why did you walk further?”

…Can I do the dragon raid one more time?

“I want to test the finished product quickly, but you’re not coming.”

It won’t work. okay.

Actually, I don’t have the confidence to go out to that sea again. I’m not confident about catching a dragon on that boat.

If that’s the case, I’d rather wait for the next raid. Ugh.

“So, this is the devil knight? “You can tell just by looking at it.”

Anyway, it’s almost time to deal with the visitors.

I looked at the visitor with deep regret. Despite my irreverent gaze, the visitor did not lose his sad smile.

Platinum-colored eyes were long and curved between cocoa powder-colored skin.

“I am Murloc. The nickname I received as a great sage is Fierce White Wind! “It was fun to take on something fun after a long time!”

He reached out to take my hand. The other person looked quite old, but I couldn’t allow contact, so I lightly hit him.

The white wind’s hand, which had been pushed away, was recovered like flowing water and clapped together with the other hands. It felt natural.

“So, I have prepared a sealing tool, but its function is to suppress demonic energy, but replace some of it with magical energy so that it can be used when necessary! In addition, it has the function of brainwashing the inherent devil, and you can think of it as brainwashing words and suppressing the ego. To put it simply, it prevents the devil from getting away with it! Oh, I didn’t know which one you would prefer, so I made both one that can be worn around the neck and one that can be worn on the right arm. Can you pick one of them?!”

It looks natural, but the tension is too high.

It’s so different from the Archmage at home…!

“If possible, choose something to wear around your neck! If you do it well, you’ll hit your head at the crucial moment! “You can add a blow-up function─.”

“What are you talking about!”

The Archmage, who seemed to be watching from behind, was scared and ran towards me.

It was a truly fortunate moment because the Archmage in our party was an Archmage.

Following the dragon scale sword, I almost lost my human rights.

“what? eight? Too bad. okay. First, try a kick…”

Clink!

“….”

“….”

“…I’ll make it again.”

But that doesn’t mean that things ended well after that.

* * *

“Now, let’s see how it is today!”

Although there was a brief controversy over the personality of the Great Sage Fierce White Wind, the story about the sealing sphere did not die down.

Regardless of what the Inquisitor assured, it was natural that something like that should not happen in the first place.

So I stayed with him throughout my stay in the city. The purpose was to check the effect of the sealing sphere.

“Improvement No. 93! Goes!”

As for whether that was inconvenient, I don’t know. At least it wasn’t to the point where I wanted to escape.

They were considerate when I was washing and sleeping, and when I found a corner for improvement, I went back to the Magic Tower lab. The improved products started from number 1 and went up to number 93.

In fact, if you just count the time spent together, it is less than 2 hours a day. He even accepted my small requests without compensation.

click.

Anyway, the 93rd improved product that was created through that process was placed on my right arm. It was located in contact with the armpit, slightly above where the gauntlet comes.

“I wore a sealing device. “Your ability level will decrease.”

As my head felt a little clearer, the window I had become familiar with over the past few days came to mind.

“How are you doing?!”

What do you think? The fit itself is not much different from the previous one. When I take out the status window, all I see is that the horsepower is back to 1,500.

It was a fairly reasonable penalty compared to the worry that the entire stat might be lowered. Since the magic power has risen for no reason, there is no major inconvenience if it falls again.

I don’t feel like I was given or taken away, but I’m satisfied with this. It’s still a shame that the rage skill wasn’t disabled.

“Okay, try using your magical power!”

However, from what I have experienced over the past few days, what you need to pay attention to in sealed balls is not the intensity of the penalty.

“It won’t explode this time.”

The question is whether the sealing sphere can stably supply the magical power needed to use the skill.

For your information, this is also the reason why the number of improvements to the sealing sphere had to reach number 93. They all broke because they couldn’t withstand the output.

“Really!”

Still, no complaints. If there is no sealing device like this, it seems like the church will continue to put a breaker on it.

Above all, the reason the experiment took so long was because the White Wind challenged itself to seal only the devil without blocking the use of the skill.

If you’re not careful, your skills can be sealed, so you have no choice but to cooperate quietly.

I lacked skills and couldn’t even make bungeoppang without red beans.

“Come on, come on!”

I left the person carrying the weight and trudged to the center of the training ground. This is a space given away by a temple that has committed sins…

but it is nothing more than giving up a hill behind an unused place to practice. This can be clearly seen by looking at the fact that the ground has not been consolidated and even the curves have not been smoothed out.

It is fortunate that a barrier was put in place to prevent people from getting caught up in ignorance.

Suddenly!

“Okay, the basics are success.”

I tried a light slash. There was nothing wrong in the seal area. Step 1 is a success.

“Okay, next output!”

However, if there is stage 1, there is also stage 2.

Once the skill has been used, it is now time to worry about output.

I used the following skill in line with White Wind’s expectations. According to what is written in the description window, it was Bombard, the skill that consumed the most magical power.

Sigh!

Spiral magical power was released from the miscellaneous swords that were rolling around in the temple. A slightly smaller beam than the one unconsciously used in Montata pierced the front.

My magic power dropped in an instant.

“It didn’t break this time either! “It’s not broken, right??”

Even if the skill was used, the seal was broken when Bombard-level output came out.

Leaving the white wind behind me, I put the sword I had recovered on the ground for a moment and traced the ring on my right arm with my left hand.

I ran my finger over the surface of the seal, but I couldn’t feel any cracks other than the original engraving. It was said that the sealing sphere had finally withstood the output of the Demon Wall Bombard.

“Good good. “Let’s just keep going like this!”

White Wind read the truth from the fact that I did not release the seal. Joy is gradually filling up the face, as if success is just around the corner.

“continue!”

I, too, had high expectations of success. If you succeed in the final test, this boring experiment will finally end.

“hurry!”

I obediently accepted the urgings of the white wind. Skills that consume a lot of magic power poured out one after another.

Since the three claws that increase the trajectory to three are activated, the magical power consumption is high without even needing to calculate it.

The three slashes, the magic spear that embroidered the air, and the skill that shook the earth continued like a combo for a long time.

As we are experimenting, we are also practicing skill mastery and application, so the form of the skill that is poured out each time is slightly different.

Kwang Kwa Kwang.

“Good job, good job, good job!!”

And the ground that had been abused for several days was about to hit GG, saying it was no longer suitable.

Finally, my magic power ran out.

“Is it broken? “Is it broken??”

The moment I fired the last slash, I wiped my wrists as I saw the same trajectory forming on both sides.

Since I had the magic control skill, I paid some attention to controlling my magic power, and I became physically and mentally exhausted. Sweat, which I normally don’t sweat, was running down my neck.

“Give it to me!”

However, the researcher did not care about my condition.

“hurry!”

He ran to my right and stamped his feet. The reason I don’t forcibly take his arm by touching him is because of a rule that was implicitly created between him and me on the first day.

Well, it was implied, but I didn’t express it in words, and my sword did cut the space next to him. So, that research enthusiast must have figured it out.

I unwrapped the seal and handed it to him. There was a slight crack, but it was not broken. White Wind’s face completely brightened.

“good! “Now we just need to improve our durability!”

He was jumping around in a manner befitting his title as a great sage.

It wasn’t my intention to not understand. Maybe it’s because his age and position are so high, but everyone will be happy if he says he succeeded after nearly a hundred attempts.

And I was equally happy. The main body and concept are words that include everyone.

If the concept is annoying because it disappears and releases the fundamental stress caused by the sealing sphere reminiscent of the devil… there is no need to talk about the main body at length.

Modern people need personal space.

“See you later!”

I sharpened my sword without replying to the person who always greeted me without giving me a single reply. It may have been too much treatment, but it can’t be helped because it’s a concept.

“Get out of the way!!!”

Additionally, the fierce white wind doesn’t particularly want to hear my greetings. The proof is that they just say hello and run away.

There doesn’t seem to be a big age difference between him and the Archmage, but he was a really cool… no, active person.

“I hope this is the last time…”

I massaged my neck, feeling empty after pouring so much magic into it.

After that day, the speed of magic recovery increased, so it should be over quickly… but I can’t get used to this feeling of being completely scraped to the ground.

I felt as helpless as a newborn baby.

“…Shall we go?”

Still, everything I have to do for now is done.

I left the training center, moving my aching limbs. It was noon on the 10th day since I left Zakrati and came to Canaves.

* * *

“lily!”

Did he return to the temple to avoid the blank look of the person in charge of the training center? Dev was the first to welcome me.

“You’ve come to the right place!”

The next person to welcome me was the Inquisitor. The body is covered in armor that is quite different from what we have seen so far.

It was an armor based on blue and silver. Although the tone is blue, the color is light and matches well with my red hair.

It’s a bit surprising how they made it into a full plate even though it probably wasn’t enough.

“It was completed thanks to the hard work of the temple’s blacksmiths. “It was discovered that it was not an ordinary metal but mixed with baptized iron, so they ordered a full plate.”

Although I did hand it over, I tried not to ask related questions in order to maintain the concept that I was not interested in others. The Inquisitor told me a small story before I could say anything.

I didn’t want to hear it because it felt like my nephew or cousin coming to school and bragging about it.

Every time I hear one, I still have some lingering feelings about swords made of dragon material.

“But when it was mixed with iron, the color changed like this. “I think it’s fortunate that it would have stood out very much if it had been made in its original color.”

…I also have a dragon scale sword!! I also have dragon scale equipment…!

“Well, I’d like to make a statement too.”

no. Even though I didn’t get the reward this time, Kimchi Mandu is happy. Since we worked so hard for our kimchi dumplings, we deserve this arrangement.

I wonder why others don’t give compensation and why I have to give it, but it’s okay if the child likes it. Hehehe.

“I received an additional call from the Nari Adventurer’s Guild…”

Is he desperately trying to soothe his overflowing regret? Dev quietly intervened and confessed his business.

“I want you to receive another medal.”

…also?

No, I received another one 10 days ago, why??

“I heard that it is given by Ayu Hin and Lampan.”

I frowned slightly.

Since Jakrati gave it to them, they probably don’t have the mindset to give it to them, and if they have the money to make that medal, they would rather spend it on the welfare of residents.

Moreover, I already have two medals of merit. What I received from Tatara and what I received from Jakrati.

“unnecessary.”

I barely refused the medal of merit that was given to me as a token of gratitude for saving the West Sea by killing a corrupted dragon, by destroying it right in front of the branch leader. Now, I’m getting two more? There is no way.

I sat down at the restaurant and leaned my sword next to me.

“…Aren’t you going to accept this one too?”

Oh, I don’t accept it. My inventory is full of bad stock!

And if you have the money to make it, save the children and refugees!

“As expected, a demon knight…!”

As I remained silent, a response came from the other side. It was an inquisitor.

“In that case, I will disassemble the Demon Knight’s Medal of Merit and replace it with raising a relief fund!”

“…I knew it would be like this, but it was me. “I guess you guys really have no desire.”

I wondered why he was acting so suddenly… It’s not that bad.

It’s not bad, but isn’t there something a little strange? Why does my refusal lead to lack of desire? I’ll just go with the fact that it’s a rip off.

And why are you so confident in saying that you will disassemble it and use it as a relief fund? Do you think I will tolerate that? Or are you thinking that since I rejected it, they won’t care anymore?

Conceptually, the last one is the correct answer, but somehow they seemed to think that I would like that one, which made me feel strange.

Is my concept okay as is??

“Is everyone here?”

Fortunately, the Archmage entered the restaurant before I suffered a Conceptualt collapse. In her hand is a rolled up map.

“It just so happened. “Everyone has a suggestion. Would you like to hear it?”

“What is?”

I felt a sense of déjà vu as I looked at the map in the middle of the restaurant.

“Inquisitor: Because of this incident, I felt the need to supplement our personnel. “Right now, isn’t the burden only increasing on the Inquisitors and Demon Knights when it comes to combat?”

After finishing one task, we take a good rest, and when we are in roughly normal condition, we all gather together and open the map….

“So, why don’t you stop by here and look for talent? If it’s an arena, there might be at least one talent we’re looking for.”

Isn’t there a story about going to the next location…?