Is It Bad That the Main Character’s a Roleplayer? - Chapter 93

◈Episode 93 But there is still hope (2)

Berserk So, the fighter profession is the most generous and simple character in the original ‘Legend of Heroes’.

When other professions use growth, suffering, and wandering as their story, you can tell just by looking at them and living a YOLO life, doing whatever they want.

Just like that. There are some problems with living too much of a YOLO life.

You can tell just by looking at the name Berserk, but that occupation is no joke and is very aggressive. The words he shouts at the beginning of his personal story even go as far as ‘I want to fight all the strong men in the world!’

To put it in a good way, he is cheerful, but in reality, he can be seen as a fighting maniac.

“fight! Flowing sweat and hot blood! “How delightful!”

I put strength on my neck and let go of that. In reality, it’s closer to boredom than irritation, but as a concept, it’s time to start getting angry.

“Or are you really scared?”

And as a person who lives only with pride and no self-esteem, I cannot ignore this provocation. I finally spoke out.

“There is no way I would be scared of a barbarian who has no manners as good as the grime on his fingernails.”

“Then why don’t you stand up?”

“I have no intention of matching your barbarism.”

I wonder if it would be more appropriate to get into a fight here, but verbally attacking them wouldn’t go against the concept either.

It’s been about 15 days since I put a seal on my arm, so it’s a bit strange that I can’t control my anger and get into a fight with an ordinary person – in the sense that it has nothing to do with the devil.

In addition, Berserk… If you win, you win, and if you lose, you only lose.

The former is begging me to keep fighting until he wins, and the latter is because losing itself doesn’t live up to my name.

“You were a coward.”

But from now on, the ‘wow?’ thing is taking it too far. Regardless of the concept, as a Korean, I can’t stand this.

“Hold on.”

Is it because my teeth are making a clicking sound? The Archmage hurriedly grabbed my left arm. His expression was somewhat stiff, perhaps because he was appalled by what had just happened.

The Inquisitor sitting to my right at the round table also followed the Archmage’s lead and stretched out his arms.

Since he didn’t like me touching his right arm, he refrained from touching me, but it was clear that he wanted to stop me.

“Demon knight.”

Sufficient justification was given. I relaxed my body, leaving Berserk with a disappointed look on his face.

The tense group was relieved, and Berserk looked even more dejected.

“I thought I might have found a strong person after a long time, but then this happens.”

Berserk took a deep breath and left for an empty table.

“Owner! “Give me what I said earlier!”

“yes!”

The subsequent order soothes the owner, who was worried that a fight might break out inside the store.

“It looks like the storm has passed.”

It was only then that Dev lost his voice.

“It was so bloody that you thought you were going to die?”

I felt a little sorry when I thought about him holding his breath in the nervous war between me and Berserk.

“You are rude. You’re not trying to get anything, but you’re forcing your opinion. “That’s not right.”

On the other hand, the Inquisitor spoke without any hesitation. Even if a fight broke out, it was not strange because he had the ability to survive.

Dev glanced at the Inquisitor with slightly envious eyes.

“There are people like that in the world. Still, I’m glad I stepped down. “Some people don’t even accept rejection and start a fight.”

“that! “It is unacceptable to start a one-sided fight.”

Fight one-sidedly. I stirred as I remembered my first meeting with the Inquisitor.

“Whatever it is, the important thing is not to get along. You held up well too. “Please continue to do so.”

“If I keep staying and attack you again, it’ll be difficult, so let’s go, right? “I think the meal is finished.”

Whatever it is, I hope it gets out of here quickly like Dev said.

Judging by the script I vaguely remember, Berserk won’t say anything more here, but you never know.

If you leave now, there may be no room for Berserk to join the party.

“That would be nice.”

“I just finished eating too. “Let’s go.”

Fortunately, the Archmage and Inquisitor did not oppose that opinion. We quickly left the restaurant and left town.

“I hope we never meet again.”

…At the end, Dev planted the flag. I just hope it doesn’t apply.

* * *

“This is Pa Enoch…”

We rode for a few more days, switching horses for camels. And at the end, they reached Pa Enoch, the city where Ainoxar is located.

“Maybe because it’s the front line, the inspections are very strict.”

Dev’s grumbling did not come without reason.

Unlike other cities where entry was possible in just one minute, Pa Enoch had to wait in the scorching sun for nearly ten minutes.

Even this is a better situation than the general public—they wait about three hours on average—but… as someone who has always enjoyed free passes, I can’t help but feel the impression that they are ‘strict’.

“If demon followers come in and cause trouble, we’ll be in trouble.”

“Even if you do that, everyone who comes in will still come in.”

“It’s better than nothing.”

That’s right.

I agreed with the Archmage’s opinion and looked around the scene of Far Enoch.

As expected from a desert city, houses made of earth were clustered closely together and the roads were narrower than those in a typical city. Rather than making it narrow due to lack of space, it seems to have been intentionally designed to drape cloth.

“Wow, finally shade!”

Thanks to this, Dev was the most excited.

The Inquisitor thanks to his armor. The Archmage has clothes with temperature control magic. Strangely, I can’t feel the heat.

For that reason, I was dying alone in the desert heat.

“It’s better here.”

I feel like the temperature is similar to Jacratina Montata Island. Is it because there is no shade and there is less wind?

“It’s weak.”

“What do you, who is holding on with your teeth, have something to say?”

“The devil knight is wearing four layers.”

“That guy…!”

what.

“…Isn’t it too much to compare Nari?”

I barely suppressed the urge to laugh and moved forward. It wasn’t hot, but I really wanted to take off the cloak and hood I had been wearing for various reasons.

Everyone asked me to wear it, so I had no choice but to wear it, but it ruined my style!

“Whether it’s Ainoxar or something else, let’s go to the temple first.”

“If it’s a temple, it’s over there.”

We moved following Dev’s directions, ignoring the touts near the gate.

The Archmage knew a lot, but in a place like this, there was really no one as talented as Dev.

“I can’t believe the temple is so deep inside. “At this level, it will be bigger than Somon.”

“Because it is the central axis of the southern front. “It has no choice but to be big.”

“…Ah, didn’t it grow because of the arena?”

“yes. “In the first place, the arena was merely a product of this place performing its central role.”

The Inquisitor blinked at the Archmage’s explanation. I understood it, but it seemed like I still didn’t know.

Even I, who had no knowledge beyond that of an Inquisitor, was curious.

They said that the Archmage was safer than I thought, and because of that, they said they could relax in the arena… but I was wondering how much energy they would have left to do so.

“You don’t even know that. “The arena is like a bait, so to speak.”

Dev spoke there. It was an ambiguous hint.

“Decoy to keep the powerful on the southern front.”

“…I’m not sure what you mean.”

“Oh, so…”

While Dev was trying to scold the Inquisitor, the Archmage sneakily joined me.

“Are you feeling okay?”

What he said next was something he had heard at least once a day since he got closer to Enoch. For the past two days, this has been a sentence I’ve been listening to for breakfast, lunch, and dinner.

“I’m sure I would have answered in the morning.”

Ah, considering the situation, it’s to a certain extent that the nature of the concept can be tempered.

If I listen to this much, I can’t stand the concept anymore. Isn’t it already a habit to spend every morning and evening reporting whether the seal is working or broken?

When I took that into consideration and gave an answer, the Archmage retreated. He was the kind of person who would ask me again in the evening.

I know you’re worried, but I’m slowly getting tired of the main body.

bang!

Meanwhile, is there a rule in this city that says you can fight on the main street? Unless you’re in a fairly run-of-the-mill city, that’s unlikely.

I reflexively raised my hand to block the Archmage and Dev’s advance. The next to act was the Inquisitor.

thud!

As soon as the Inquisitor went to the front and raised his shield, stone dust rained down.

“What is it?!”

I’m glad the Inquisitor stood slightly aside from me. I understood the incident more accurately through open eyes.

At most, the distance is less than 5m wide. The middle-class swordsman who had broken through the ceiling-like cloth was lying spread out on the floor.

And the thing that made that prosecutor like that was….

“Are you already stretched out?”

I think it was a dark-skinned middle-aged man who jumped from the roof of a building onto the main street.

For a moment, I thought it was Berserk and was shocked.

“Fighting on the main street!”

On the other hand, the Inquisitor focused on something different from me. As a principled person, he pointed out parts that violated order and rules.

It was not necessarily a sensitive reaction at a time when victims caught up in fights were appearing one after another. Since there are innocent victims, it is a criminal act that cannot be tolerated.

“Hey. Pa Enoch’s security isn’t very good, but it’s hot from the start. “It’s not common to see open fights breaking out on the main street.”

“Are the guards not coming?”

The Archmage went to the authorities to see if they had any intention of intervening.

“I heard that the security forces are very busy as there are a lot of accidents, so they should be here by now.”

It was just as Dev said. It was a little confusing because there were so many people, but I felt a group of people running from the other side. Probably a security guard.

But since the decision is almost over… does it have any meaning?

“Hey, fighting on the main street is prohibited.”

At that time, someone trudged into the fight. It was a man with reddish-brown hair that stretched out in all directions like a lion’s mane.

“Red Mane!”

“Kankan!!”

“Please deal with that nasty bastard!”

I got the impression that he was quite strong.

After all, don’t extraordinary people, like martial arts warriors, look special even to the eyes of ordinary people, even if they are not at a level where one can clearly tell the extent of their level? That man was just that person.

“Kankan?”

“He is quite a popular warrior in Ainoxar. “It’s not as good as the champion, but if you count its popularity, it’s probably in the top ten in Ainoxar.”

“I see…”

Red-maned Kankan approached the dark-skinned middle-aged tribe member. The other person’s expression became somewhat distorted.

“Ha why should I listen to you!?”

It was an interesting statement, but it wasn’t the right choice.

“Because this is what happens if you don’t listen.”

At that moment, Kankan’s body leapt forward and grabbed the middle class’ face. The other person doesn’t seem to have grasped the situation even after his head was caught.

However, life does not proceed by considering everyone.

bang!

Kankan’s hand pinned the opponent headfirst to the floor. It looked quite painful as the ground caved in and slightly buried my head.

Maybe he’s dead.

“Ugh.”

“I really bother people.”

Still, it seems his life was saved. If you see something that can even moan.

“Hurry up and take me.”

“Ah, thank you for your help, Red Mane!”

“I came here to buy snacks, and what kind of disaster is this?”

The security guard intervened just as Kankan was retreating and took control of the situation.

Finding victims, securing testimony, arresting those who fought, and quickly collecting collapsed tents are not skills that have been done once or twice.

In an instant, the street was restored to its original state.

“…You’re strong.”

Meanwhile, the Inquisitor gave a small impression. Since she probably didn’t say this to the security guard, I think she’s probably criticizing Kankan…

It’s not that she can’t do something like that, but it seems surprising that someone other than herself was able to do it. Because until now, we were the only people who could do something like that.

“A person with that kind of skill is not a champion.”

Actually, that part surprised me too.

They haven’t shown anyone that strong until now, but I never thought they’d send it out just because one region changed.

Even though I think the front line lives up to its name, I feel a little nervous. I wonder if it’s starting to get difficult for me too.

“Even non-champions are that strong, so I’m looking forward to seeing how strong the champions are.”

Still, it hasn’t gotten to the point where it becomes painful, right? There is a level I have raised so far. cancer cancer.

“Are you a warrior trying to challenge Ainoxar?”

At that moment, someone quietly spoke. It was Kankan with a red mane who was trying to subdue the rampaging brat and go his own way.

The earring on one ear sparkled particularly brightly through his hair.

“It’s a face I haven’t seen before. I guess this is your first time here?”

He looked at us with a somewhat tired face—he looked like an office worker who had come out to buy snacks on his long-awaited day off—and glanced at us.

The Inquisitor was in the front, followed by the Archmage who was tall and conspicuous, Dev who was panting from the heat, and finally me.

However, his expression seems a bit stiff when he makes eye contact with me… I’m not sure why. I’m sure he doesn’t feel magical energy either.

“Well… okay. Try your best. But don’t push yourself too hard. He looks quite young, but there are a lot of people here who don’t even care about young kids. “I’m not ignoring you, but please do it carefully while thinking about the future.”

Seeing as the atmosphere isn’t getting any harsher, I don’t think there’s anything to worry about. It’s my first time meeting him, but when I see him say good things to me, he seems to have a good personality.

“Lastly…don’t meet King Mu.”

It looked good.

“yes?”

“If possible, never. “There is no way to meet other than in the arena, but anyway.”

“What is that…”

“I’m leaving.”

Did you really bother to tell me just to give you that one piece of advice? Rather, if you’re going to give me advice, at least give me a reason to understand it.

“Tell me what it means…”

“I hope there will be good results.”

The Archmage tried to hold on to him until the end, but Kankan escaped like a cat that hates skinship.

It was the end of an encounter that was harmless enough to be considered a disaster, but subtle to be considered a help.