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[Wave 13] An Illumination Plan for a Warrior
“Young adventurer. Are you awake? I brought you here on the side of the road. I'm a guide hacker who helps stray adventurers like you in this town! ”
The old man welcomed me instead of Lanubel.
"Was I lying on the side of the road? ’I could recall.
I looked around.
A wooden cottage. The furniture inside was so shabby that nothing was stolen, and the bed I was lying on was hard and cold.
He must have used a time machine from Socia.
But the beginning was strangely like a ‘warrior’.
“An adventurer.... ”
I checked my stats right away.
▶ Race: □ □ □ Human □ □ □ □
⁄ Level: 999 +
▶ Occupation: □ □ (Power =? Level)
▶ Skill: Gifted ZZZ □ □ Z Razor Z Destruction MAX · ·
▶ Status: □ □, □ □, Elution
... was full of mosaics.
My faction, Universal Human Dual-Core, has been cut back and forth. Racial traits seemed to be retained, but the description was broken like a stat and did not look good.
The occupation did not recognize the ‘mercenary’ properly. This was an empty can that had not been activated at all.
Among the skills, 'Holy’ was mosaized as if not implemented, and the state of 'Sword’ and ‘Holy Girl’ could not be read correctly.
What's wrong with English?
According to MAX rank warriors who have gone through all of the labor, the stats that have not existed in the past seem to have been mosaized.
⁄ An error has been found.
A bug has been discovered.
Start defragmentation.
A mechanical message appeared.
And then...
Race: Legendary Angel
⁄ Level: 999 +
Job: Adventurer (Adventure Survival )
⁄ Skill: Gifted ZZZ Faith Z Razor Z Destruction MAX...
Status: Magic Blade, Witch, Elurin
The system has interpreted me as an angel who holds the divine.
The job changed to "Adventurer" as the elderly introduced it, and the swordsman and the saint were promoted to the same name as the extras.
But the effects are intact.
Here is the ZZ grade talent effect of pretending to be "mediocre."
Race: Angel
⁄ Level: 999 +
Job: Adventurer (Adventure Survival )
⁄ Skill: Faith S Forging S Resistance A Health A Flight A...
Status: Good
I became an angel that is commonly seen everywhere.
It's just a trick, but I'm quite satisfied with the ability to deceive even a warrior who can see abilities.
“You. Don't you want to know where we are? ”
“Never.”
“Well, I guess. Strange. The adventurers I rescued asked me where I am... ”
A dull old man stares at the empty bed next to him.
There were many beds, as if they had been professionally kidnapped and put to bed by adventurers.
I got out of there as I was lying on my back. An old man who likes to meddle just as much as Ranubel tried to keep up, but I decided to give up quickly.
It was easy to know where this place was.
An M-shaped snow mountain in the southern sky.
It must have been Sulsan M, which can be seen anywhere on the North Continent. And from the south, it means that this is the North Continent.
It was not far from the house of Sosia in a dimensional dimension.
“Looks like you got it right. ”
I have not forgotten my purpose.
If accidental landing is right in the right time, it is time for the dragon woman to have a background in the history before it was eaten.
In the conversation between mercenary A and mercenary B passing by the boulevard, it was clear that the name of the dragon 'Frost King Eshnov’ came out.
History written in the system.
By interfering with the records and making slight changes, it is aimed to liberate the girl added to the ‘Frost Queen Elsh’ of all schools.
Only one chance.
Be sure to take care of it.
As I was walking through the middle of the village for information gathering, I could see that there was a strange landscape unfolding from the Fantasy Continent I used to know in the open square.
“Together we'll recruit noble healers to subdue Harpy Nests! ”
“We're looking for more Accurate Archers and Wizards! Harpy Hunt!”
“Anyone with more than a year of experience hunting Harpies! As soon as you get here, let's go! ”
“Bring the novice. We'll teach you how to hunt Harpies for less! ”
“Mobius mercenaries are recruiting. Welcome to Ticket!”
The screams of crowded people. I went up to places like fountains and wooden crates and I was diligently promoting them.
Party Recruiting, Bus Recruiting, Guild Member Recruiting, Lovers Recruiting.... Hm?
Those things they struggle with are being systematically managed by the so-called "mercenary unions."
I find the right talent for myself for a small fee.
It's nothing compared to Earth's optical communications, but it doesn't resonate as loudly as they do.
“Is this a reflection of the era...? ”
The Fantasy Continent has also gradually evolved to build a current mercenary guild system.
I've been keeping an eye on the mercenaries' abilities.
Race: Arc Human
⁄ Level: 95
Job: Warrior (War Health )
⁄ Skill: WP D Stamina E Battery E Charging F Anti Horse F...
Status: Good
I was like the sunchicks.
But it wasn't their levels and skills that I looked carefully.
The faction.
Many gathered in the square to recruit colleagues to go hunting together were 'Arc Human’.
The name 'arc’ attached to the faction is special.
It means that you are not native to the Fantasy continent, but from another world.
Even non-Humans are regarded as noble like royalty when the ‘Arc’ is attached to them. The most representative example can be 'Arc Elves’.
Anyway,
“This... It's like the beginning of a warrior's life. ”
Just change the "adventurer" you call "warrior" here to "warrior" and it fits the situation.
I decided to call a secret friend to find out more.
Miss Teacher?
▶ Munsan: There is no female teacher.
... I decided not to call her here so she could be a teacher.
However, it was clear that this dimension was very sensitive to the fact that the teacher's attitude was disappointing to me.
“I'm disappointed, drug warrior! You forgot me!”
Tak!
The first spirit, sitting in a formal position on my head, slapped my forehead with my heels, moving my legs back and forth.
“Drug Spirit. When did you get here?”
Not until I woke up on the bed. But it came in like air and sat naturally on my head.
I got used to it, so I forgot.
The first spirit replied proudly.
“My wings can fly anywhere, as long as there are children. As soon as the memories merged, I left Elveheim and flew straight from the southern continent as busy as a group. ”
“Wait! You abandoned that unfortunate fairy king? ”
“Uh, is there a problem? ”
“If you come, how do you fight the faeries? ”
“I'm sure you'll live well. Like the Elves of the Holy Morale Empire.”
“Oh my…. ”
I was going to change history just a little bit, but this defenseless spirit had already greatly distorted the past.
“Don't worry too much, drug warrior. These variables can be infinitely scaled with system calibration. It would be a problem if I declared to my children here that they should never help fairies, but the fairies have already become an inherent species without spirits. ”
“Really?"
“Never doubt the first noble spirit in the universe. If this is really the past, the distortion has already begun. For example, if the woman who saw you postpones what you're about to do today as a result of a change in heart condition and gives birth to a daughter instead of a son? When a daughter, not a son, is born, her genealogy tangles and her future changes. ”
“Indeed…. That makes sense. ”
The first spirit was talking about the butterfly effect.
Butterfly wings turning into a hurricane?
But this is fiction's past.
It is only a ‘history' written in the vast educational system enough to photograph dimensions.
Innovative changes in this place do not change the real future.
The future is only changed based on the history written in the system. And there is a calibration for stabilization.
Let's continue with the example of the First Spirit.
A pregnant woman who sees a righteous MAX class warrior does not give birth to a daughter instead of a son due to a change in heart rate.
This is system calibration.
In reality, when the past changes, the future changes.
But the world is like a computer, and it is possible for the past to keep pace for a unified future.
“But we have to be careful. ”
If a man or a woman dies, you won't be able to give birth to a second year. This can't be done with system calibration.
It's a bit of a hassle, but it should be good enough to gently touch the waist and neck.
“Drug warrior. Are you going to find the maiden first? ”
“No.”
“Huh? You were meant to be a dishonest woman. ”
“That bird's head was eaten by dragons because of your cheerleaders. But don't forget to calibrate the system. The wind blows away long sleeves and they grab their wings, or they stumble across a dragon on their way home... It's very likely that history will repeat itself. ”
If you're unlucky, you can be eaten by dragons in any way.
“Ah! Got it! You're going after Frost-Head Eshnov! But then the first warrior has nothing to do with it. ”
“Keep your eyes peeled. ”
The dragons do not leave their nests well enough.
Some people think dragons are inherently lazy, but it's a misconception they really don't know.
Each dragon has its own realm.
Sky, continent, sea.
Just as humans draw borders, dragons have their own territory.
The problem starts here.
When dragon A comes out of the nest, it stimulates neighboring dragon B and dragon C. It is because leaving the nest is a misunderstanding of the expansion of the realm.
Of course, if you're overwhelmingly strong, you don't have to notice.
Like the Madonna King Brainvius.
“Drug warrior. Do you know where the nest is? If you don't know, I can get the kids to figure it out. ”
“Never mind. I just heard from Mercenary Q. ”
“Woo! I did you a favor and you took care of it. That's why drug warriors aren't popular with Harpies. ”
“Shut up.”
I don't want to think about the dishonor.
Frost-Head Eshnov.
His nest is not far from here.
Those who are called "dragons" or "dragons" are active because they don't notice their neighbors. So the location of the nest is also easily exposed.
It's obvious to go into the same place all the time.
We gathered all the information we needed in the square.
From now on, act as planned!
I quietly left the town without grabbing anyone's cervical vertebrae. Without spreading the wings of a righteous warrior, he went out through the town entrance like a savage native...
“Ranubel thinks it's a good town! ”
“Why don't you follow the recommendation of cute Miss Ranubel? ”
“I vote yes! Lanubel is cute.”
My blood pressure had just risen rapidly to the dreadful noise pollution.
The Black Bone Dragon's right hand, which had been sealed, began to snap. He wants to bite the neck of that pretending to be cute.
“Haha! Then it's settled. Let's get to that town! I'm looking forward to seeing you again today! ”
A young man followed closely the lanubel, shaking his butt to the left and to the right, exclaiming curiously.
Fun meeting?
“There's no such thing. ”
“... Did you just say that to me? ”
“Yes, you. ”
MAX class warrior meets up with a party full of seniors!
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