It's Munchkin Healer

What? What? Get away from me! Ugh!

The Wizard's voice cried out.

But I couldn't stop myself.

Presumably, the player could not intervene carelessly.

Only indirect interventions can be used to give skill or equipment, but no direct interventions can be made.

‘It's against the odds. ’

‘The Supreme Leader is angry. ’

It was like a constellation.

chin

You pick up the duffel bag that fell on the floor.

You spill the charred lime and take the warrior's Polisher.

Stop him! It's a fucking game anyway! Odds are, he broke first!

Poetry, the system says no more than probability! Where we can intervene · · ·

Ahhhh!!! He's crazy! Who are you touching?

I frowned at the annoying voice.

It's noisy.

Anyway, I approached the Wizard.

The wizard looked at me and trembled.

“Hey, get off me! Murderer! You killed Nergri! I saw the whole thing! Get lost!”

Finally, I didn't say an apology.

Yeah, it is.

That's why I'm so comfortable.

I felt less guilty for my bold attitude.

“Don't come · · · Don't come? ”

Take the paralysis off! What are you doing? Hurry up and untie it! Aah!!

A loud voice overlapped.

You reach out and shut the Wizard's mouth.

The wizard's blue brick crumbles.

[Screaming!]

[4, 5. Total 9. Success. Absorbs poison from the target's body.]

[Decoding results 100%. [Mud splatter], [baldness], [Moslora] · · · [corpse bee]. A total of nine toxins have been identified. Resists poison with existing resistance.]

And absorbed the poison.

The poison's out.

What, suddenly?

The puzzled voices mutter.

Of course, I didn't release him to please the Wizard.

You won't be able to move for another two hours.

[Degururu · · ·]

[6, 5. Total 11. Success. I used a special poison.]

One, three! Four total failures?

What is it? What's a failure! What's going on?

It's been four days since it hit the bottom.

I thought as I listened to the voices.

The warrior was proud of his warrior, and the wizard was virtuous in his character's appearance.

What does he hate the most?

Insults?

I know it's upsetting, but it won't hurt.

Maybe it'll be fun.

Clean slaughter?

Then I'll leave my old character and go raise something else.

Like the goddess who abandoned me.

So what's the best part?

It's, uh...

Fuss · · ·

It was devaluing the character.

“Huff! Queek!!! ”

Smoke rises from the Wizard's face.

The poison you put in now is a skin dissolving poison.

Of course, it was not life-threatening and shocking to wizards and players.

I think he's crazy! What are you doing to my wizard!!!

“Ow! Ow! It hurts, it hurts! Stop it! Help me! I'm sorry, I'm sorry! Ahhhh!!! ”

Melting smoke irritated the tip of my nose.

The wizard cried, trembling.

But I watched this.

I didn't feel any pity.

“Mandible, mandible, mandible. ”

Soon, the faint groaning subsided.

A face dripping with myrrh.

It was like a face from a horror movie.

“Leave me alone · · · you piece of shit · · · filth! ”

“Whatever."

“Huff!”

You raise the Wizard's jaw.

The skin melted nicely.

His long eyelashes were badly melted and his thick nose and lips lost their shape.

But it didn't end this way.

There's still one more.

“Well, what · · · What are you trying to do? ”

The Wizard's lips trembled.

Fearful eyes filled with anger.

Of course, torture wasn't my thing.

But this is a world where magic exists.

You return to the town and your face will be restored with simple magic, and all your hard work is gone.

That's why wizards and players are so quiet.

“ · · · · · ·. ”

But I've been at the bottom for a long time.

I don't know how to get revenge.

I don't know how to fuck with you.

I thought constantly in the cold bottom.

And this was, like, a week into the dungeon.

“I'll give you heels. ”

“What?"

“You said you were sick. Let me heal you. ”

“Now, hold on! Stop it, I was wrong! Stop it!!! ”

The wizard who had the knowledge of the situation was appalled.

Of course, we didn't have a choice.

I had no choice but to be on the rocking bridge.

“Stop, stop! ”

Unlike the ‘Ristore’, a repair skill, only heals injuries.

Using the lister on a severed arm will restore the original state of the bones and muscles, but restoring to the heel will only seal the damaged cutting edges.

It only sutures the torn vessels and muscles, but it doesn't care about the outside.

But what if I use heels on this face?

“Heel.”

I'm not learning Lisbon for nothing.

Recovering injuries is important, but recovering appearance is also important.

“Don't!!! ”

[5, 3. Total 8. Success.]

Nooooooo!!!

A loud scream overlaps.

“Huh · · · · · · · · · ·. ”

The wizard bows and exhales.

As long as it was like this, normal healing could not restore my face.

Maybe if I took it from the beginning and fixed it again, from then on, it was "surgery", not "healing."

Moreover, most healers, including myself, did not know the 'number’ of surgeries.

Hill and medicine are fundamentally different.

“Paralysis will resolve in two hours. Manawa's fine, so we won't have a problem surviving. It's gonna be hard to starve for three days. You're on your own. ”

I put the Wizard's luggage in the duffel bag.

The clothing branches, including the cane, were meant to be sold to the village.

“Think about what you're going to do in the next two hours. I want you to struggle to survive. Don't jump down there. ”

You grin and point to the bottom.

“ · · · · · ·. ”

The wizard had no answers.

The wizard's player was also speechless.

Did he leave like a warrior?

Of course it was none of my business.

I left with a duffel bag.

It was the end of revenge.

Why · · · · How did this happen · · · · · · · ·.

The facilitator who held still for a long time muttered.

After the warrior, he left for the Wizard. He wandered around with an awkward silence.

Do I have to tell them I can hear them?

Are you making fun of these guys?

But the players are God.

The other question was whether the god I knew was true, but I didn't know what would happen if I provoked him.

Plus, he's on a lot of meds.

My older brother told me that in the first year.

Don't do anything you want.

This is why I got hit in the head, saying no to the cripple.

Let's not do anything wrong.

Let's go thin and long.

Hehe. Don't be so hard on yourself. This level of risk is fun to play with. because we were careless. I had fun.

The thief's voice said.

The first one remained game-over until the end.

But can I ask you something?

What?

I think Hiller did something back there. Dice? Speaking of which, the warrior bounces off. Can you check it out? Looks like a skill.

But there was a reason.

That's the first skill I've ever heard of.

So am I. But if you told me your name, maybe you used a skill? Can you check?

Oh, yes. Okay, the name is Diess.

‘Ah.'

My back creeps me out.

You heard him scream Dice.

That's why it was left.

There is no such thing as a dice, a dice, a retaining skill. You didn't hear wrong, did you?

You're not hiding it?

Sue, you're hiding it! Look here! This is it! I would never cheat you! Trust me!

But I couldn't find it.

Oh, really? I must have heard it wrong. I'm sorry.

The same was true of the voice of the thief.

They didn't find Daisy Gods.

[Skill Owned] [Dial]

[Daise Gods] F Rank

He looks fine to me.

It was more than one or two strange things.

The skill reward must be given by the player.

I couldn't figure out who gave it to me after Great Hill.

Haha, okay. So that's not what Hiller meant?

Of course! Did I deliberately attack you? That's not going to work. Especially not the sand dunks!

Not that. It wasn't content that controlled it in the first place. Don't you think?

I'm sorry?

You can tell me the truth. You can tell them they're all gone.

However, the target of the story was passed on to the facilitator.

The facilitator seemed embarrassed by the sudden question.

Yay.

How are we gonna get past this?

The facilitator's karma is imminent.

Oh, no, it's right to be out of control in the middle.

Don't lie.

No · · ·

I know everything.

Ha · · · Yes. The content was not intended from the beginning. I tried to use it moderately at first, but things got bigger. He didn't even get the dice later! It's true! It was never my intention! Trust me!

The facilitator spits out the truth under gentle pressure.

I have never controlled "me" content from the start.

And then they wrapped it up in their own content and brought it to life.

I told him all about it.

Phew. I get it. It was his first game, and he wanted to do well. One player has been game-overplayed since the beginning, so he must have been embarrassed. And then the unexpected accident would have blown up. Isn't that right?

Nevertheless, the thief's answer was soft.

I thought there might be something I was after in a kind word.

As I said before, I liked the game today. It felt like I was exploring a real dungeon, unlike a game that follows a target. Hehe. It's been a long time since I've had this tension. I'll leave you a rating. I don't know about the rest of you, but if I give you a 10, the average won't be so bad, right?

Poetry, ten points! Thief!

And let's skip the packaging of uncontrolled existence as content. It gave me a new experience. I'd rather include content like today in the house rules. That would make sense even if the character died. Isn't that great?

House rules! What an innovative idea! What about the hosted by the bandits?

Is that so? Hmm · · · If you want to have an experience like today, you should do it with the same facilitator. Can I call you later? when, of course, you're raising your next character. The facilitator will make it more enjoyable to play.

No, of course not! It would be an honor to have you play such a game!

The situation flowed in a strange direction.

House rules?

It was a name I didn't know by my knowledge.

That's all for today's game! Have you thought about a character for your next life? A job, a personality. Ah! I was just wondering what kind of character you'd like to raise. A heads-up? Heheh.

The brooding facilitator brightened up.

I enjoyed the mess up of the game.

I have something to think about. I felt something watching this game.

Oh, yeah?

Hehe. Why are you so curious?

Yes? No, I'll take you again next time! I was wondering if we could do it according to the bandit's character when we get there. Greed to serve you better! Hehe.

Do you want me to tell you a little bit?

Oh! Please tell me! Excited!

I thought maybe we could transfer someone else's character. I said no last time, but this time I changed my mind. Hehe. I wish I had some good news. I'm already excited.

It was a strange story.

Then the silent facilitator said.

Ah. A warrior fell to the ground and died. I fell and lasted a few minutes · · Even the character who was farthest away was too tall. The party was totally demolished by the abandoned Hiller. I'm sorry to hear that.

Hehe. I'm the only one left. Is that what you're saying?

Hahaha! Isn't this a professional ritual? Let's get this over with! A sure ending is better than an open ending!

The end of warriors.

It was the end of revenge.

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