It's Munchkin Healer

5. Being patient makes you sweeter (4)

“Huh? What? ”

Suddenly, the thief's eyes froze.

‘Fuck.’

My heart was pounding.

This reduces the roll of the dice.

If you become addicted like this, the players will notice.

I pretended to wipe it with a cloth quickly.

“No, there's something buried here! I didn't clean it properly. Hehe.”

I smiled softly and removed the poison.

The thief smiles with a hollow face.

“What am I supposed to say? You don't have to clean it up like that. ”

“Phew, no! You have to clean it properly! It's okay, it's okay. ”

I wiped the dagger with an awkward face.

Vacation · · ·

I almost got caught.

It was a heartfelt moment.

Why are the dice rolling?

The Wizard's voice asks.

I've never seen a dice roll before.

Uh · · · Something passed by while looking for a party. It can't be broken. We'll check back later.

The facilitator mutters in a bewildered voice.

The first attempt concluded like this.

Phew · ·

It was hard to get caught.

Careful, careful again.

“Haha. The more I see, the better I'll be." I think he's the nicest hiller I've ever seen. Are you from the priesthood? ”

The thief who was sitting next to him said,

Idiot.

You have no idea what you just tried to do to yourself.

“Phew, what a compliment! I'm from the priesthood! Hahaha!”

“Oh really? Me again, two months ago? The last time I was here, I was with another healer. When we fight, we're scared and we're helpless. Why else would he have so many cowardly heads and whine about not having Mana? Phew, I'm annoyed. Most healers do. Isn't that right?”

“Phew, I empathize as a healer. Most of them are! ”

Haha.

That's who I am.

“And Hiller was a fool for bringing him here. I brought it all the way here, but I didn't know I had a trap and I didn't know I was gonna die. ”

“Ah. You mean the trap outside? ”

“Yes. It's a trap with a few wooden spears and a hole in its neck. They don't just die, they howl and beg for their lives. How can they live with that? You'll only have to use a few potions if you get them, and you'll run out after you spend them on the Ristore, on the Heels, and on Purification. Isn't that right?”

“Phew. Right. ”

“What's the point of using all of Zahir's Mana even if you only save him?" So I let him. Potions also save. And then he was dead. He was dead when he got his gear back. Oh, my goodness. I just broke an expensive potion. ”

“Haha. That's what healers do. ”

He smiled with his mouth, but not his face.

Fixed all the equipment.

So he was holding all the heavy equipment?

You're carrying a heavy burden, so you wouldn't have been able to escape if you were trapped.

I shot a thief with a dark face.

The thief couldn't see my face because all he had to say was,

You think it's funny to ask for my life?

Do you have any idea how painful it is to have your voice heard with a sigh?

I remember the first time I fell in the dungeon.

How frightening death is coming at a time when it's left on the cold floor.

He'll never know.

“Let's go.”

A warrior takes a short break.

“Yes, let's go. ”

“Let's go!”

Wizards and bandits arose.

Huh?

At that moment, I noticed the dagger on the thief's waist.

A small dagger with two spans of length left.

It was a familiar dagger.

“Oh. That dagger looks great, huh? Where did you get it?”

You point at the dagger with a straight face.

The thief looks at his waist and smiles.

“Why? Do I look okay? ”

“It looks expensive to me. I don't think it's a throwing knife. ”

“I like your eyes. Borrowed it to a moron. He was carrying something nice around the Hiller theme. So I borrowed it.”

Chew on that jerk.

“Now that he's dead, it's mine. Why, do you want it? ”

“Well · · · Such things are not easily available. I'm very eager.”

“Really? You want to get out of here and live? 20 gold! Too expensive · · 15 gold! I'll give you 15 gold. ”

“Oh, really? You promised?”

“Haha! All right, don't die until then! ”

The thief shifts his feet, smiling freshly.

“ · · · · · ·. ”

I watched him quietly.

A dagger you didn't return because you asked me to borrow it.

I didn't know anything else, but it was meant to be returned.

I just told you not to die until you get out.

I don't know about you, but you're gonna have a hard time.

I'm gonna kill you.

I stared at three people who were a little away.

Sweet patience was imminent.

* * *

Phew · · ·

The wind blows deep into the cavern.

How long has it been since I fought a swarm of spiders?

“Haa · · · Can we take a little break? My leg hurts.”

You can hear the Wizard's brawl. It'll be about time.

“A little further down and then rest. That's where I met the giant spider. ”

“My legs hurt. ”

“Be patient.”

“Hing.”

The wizard nods and grunts.

But the warrior did not fight back.

It was a party like this in the first place.

“Haha. Hang in there. It's so soon.”

So the bandits soothed the mood.

“ · · · · · ·. ”

The silent me behind.

It was the same scene two months ago.

‘Just a little further and I'll shake my legs. ’

I moved my feet to the familiar terrain.

It's been 40 hours since I joined the party.

From the top floor, you march relentlessly down to the rocking bridge.

You'd be surprised to see a dead boss spider, wouldn't you?

If you reveal your identity at that time, you'll be able to see the faces.

Fluffy

The party sneaks their hands into the duffel bag.

The lime in the bag is quiet.

I secretly sucked the fingers that sometimes distribute poison, and I didn't insist on going out.

Phew. What a strange one.

Hang in there.

We don't have much time.

Now, the party was a long walk. Nothing happened since the horrific spiders, and it was the best deployment when I met the boss like this.

The facilitator's voice breaks silence.

It was an hour's voice.

But why? After a long silence, a small event has come! It was a treasure chest in the corner of the dungeon!

Treasure Chest? ’

I looked around at what the facilitator said.

Around it is a real treasure chest.

I didn't see this box when I came up here.

I don't know where it came from.

“Oh. A treasure chest. ”

“Where? Where is it? ”

“There. You see that? ”

“Oh, yeah? ”

The thief said, and the wizard's gaze turned.

Of course, words are "treasure chests," and they rarely actually contain treasure.

Treasures were often trapped, rather than just a box of rotten leather.

Nevertheless, the reason for calling this a ‘treasure chest’ was simple.

Sometimes they give me huge items.

I didn't know what was in the box like the ability I had.

Phew. Good for boring cars. Shall we open it?

Well, do we really need to avoid that? This healer looks good, too. Let's open it up!

“Shall we open it? I didn't see it last time. ”

“Why do you have to avoid it? There's Hiller. Let's open him up. ”

The thief and the wizard spoke.

In fact, it was rare to pass through without opening it.

I saw the box on the floor, and I didn't know how to get past it.

“Hmm · · · · · · · · · ·. ”

The warrior glanced at me with fierce eyes.

All right, all right.

If you want me to, you'll have to step up.

You walk on your arms and stick to the bandits.

I had no reason to refuse.

“There's plenty of Mana. I'll heal you as soon as I'm trapped. ”

“That's what Hiller said. I know I can trust you!”

The thief slapped me on the shoulder and laughed.

Shit, you're pretending to be close.

Keep believing like this.

I don't know what happens next.

“Good. I'll open it. ”

Soon, the warrior's permission fell.

Good! I'll roll the dice!

The facilitator's voice followed.

[Degururu · · ·]

And the sound of the dice coming.

“Okay, shall we? ”

The thief approaches the box with a relaxed face.

In fact, it was not difficult for a thief with professional skills.

Era, come on out with your poop.

Or a nasty curse!

The thief opened the chest with skill.

[Screaming!]

One, one! Two in total! Big failure!

Huh?

But the situation flowed in a strange direction.

There must have been a fatal trap in the crate! The bandits hit by the world · · · trap have fallen to the ground!

Oh, my God.

Oh, my god!

Toot-toot!

The thief who opened the chest has fallen.

It was a moment without stopping.

“Oh my!”

“Damn, it's a trap! ”

Surprised Wizards and Warriors shout.

To be honest, I couldn't stand the accusation.

You'll get suspicious if you don't move.

I hurried towards the thief.

“Are you okay? Oops!”

I pretended to be as worried as I could.

However, the thief whose face turned white did not move.

I hope it stays that way · ·

Immediate Curse!

Huh?

At that time, I saw a small bee on the thief's chest.

Bees with red stripes and small needles.

It was a familiar monster.

It's a corpse, isn't it?

It was a monster I saw in Jefetto's journal.

The stinger has a paralyzing poison that lasts only three or four hours for great effect.

You'll wake up in three or four hours without a cure.

The last time I got used to the sample, I remembered how hard it was.

They hardened without birds to use for purification, but they were only conscious and still for two hours.

It was one of the most dangerous poisons known to man, even though it is now resistant.

Get back to work!

I'm going to punish you for not doing anything.

“What trap? Can you cure it? ”

“No, so why open the box? Oh, my God! ”

The bewildered warrior and wizard are in tumult.

“Uh · · · That · · · · · · · · · ·. ”

I hesitated and avoided the answer.

In fact, a poison the size of a corpse bee could be solved lightly.

A level that can be easily deciphered with the purification of the D rank.

But I didn't like it.

Can't we just let him die?

I felt like putting more poison in it, but I couldn't let the player and the facilitator find out.

I didn't know what would happen if I was caught.

What, are you poisoned? Or a curse?

You've been attacked by a monster called a corpse bee! It must have been a trap set in the crate! What an unexpected accident!

The facilitator answered the wizard's question.

What the hell.

Do we even know what hit us?

So there's no excuse for being incurable?

If you don't save her on purpose, she'll be suspicious.

Oh, my God, a corpse bee. I thought they were extinct because of the dangerous poison.

Oh, it's just a punishment? Then we can cure it with purification! Get it fixed!

The Wizard trembles at the words of the thief.

Apparently, it wasn't easy to fool.

Too bad · · · Cleanse · ·

No, it's not that easy. It looks like he's really dead on the outside. Her heart rate is slowing, her face is pale. It doesn't even have a pulse, so it looks like a dead body to a stranger. So the name is corpse bee.

Wait a minute.

I stopped trying to purify my hands.

A dead body to a stranger?

Besides, none of our parties can distinguish between poison and poison. At this rate, it looks dead. No one's trying to heal the body.

Wouldn't Hiller recognize it? He's got a lot of talent! I'll find out!

“Hurrah · · · not dead? My face is white!”

“I can't feel a pulse. He was instantly cursed. ”

The wizard and warrior mutter.

Yes, it is.

It was as the thief said.

The party had no idea the poison existed.

Personality given to characters.

Settings to keep in play.

The fact that the player knew the truth did not mean that even the characters could know.

I was only able to understand the settings and personalities given to the characters.

No, that--that's it?

The facilitator also failed to answer.

I wasn't in control of the facilitator.

I don't even know if I can recognize the poison, and if I jump to conclusions and do the opposite, the facilitator's position becomes difficult.

So you avoid the answer.

Maybe they'll find out you're lying.

‘Good.'

After thinking about it for a long time, I came to a conclusion.

It was a dangerous gamble, but it was worth it.

Deceiving both parties and players.

“How could this be? ”

You mutter as desperately as you can.

The dark voice clouded the party's gaze.

“What? What is it? ”

“Something! Tell me! ”

The wizard and warrior urged me.

Their "setting" didn't tell me the poison was stolen.

Players also didn't know if I could recognize them.

Of course, the list of skills I possessed could tell, but the idiot facilitator did not think of it.

Which means you have to believe me.

“He's dead. ”

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