It's Munchkin Healer

Scream!

A large wagon was shaken.

There were twenty passengers in the wagon, and their goal was one.

Field dungeons that appear a little farther away.

Of course, I got on the wagon for the same purpose.

It's your chance to earn free points, but you'll have to pass.

Phew. That's right. The ants are making fun of me. I told you, you can't use your squad for free!

High-toned man's voice said.

After a few days together, I could see that it was the voice of an archer sitting across from me.

Knng. Maybe we're on the same page. It's because we don't have enough facilitators. The other facilitators said they came to Dungeon on their own. The field dungeon was the content you prepared? Haha. It's waterlogged even if you go through with it.

This is the voice of a fighter sitting next to an archer.

A Viking wearing a horned helmet with a hot beard.

Phew! I can't believe you ate like that! Sorry to hear that! We'll leave you alone when this content is over. Boss monsters are yours? Aren't you curious about what I'm going to do?

Yeah, I'm not curious. Put the facilitator on the phone.

Agreed.

What's wrong with you two? I've been there a few times!

I've been patient for a month. You're out of here.

Agreed.

Please give it a chance!

A whimpering voice rang out.

The three of them have been like this since day one.

It was a field dungeon that was called content, so I deserved to be pissed off.

A field dungeon is a section that turns into a dungeon due to the influence of powerful monsters. Boss monster Mactachi eats points, but he was able to share them even if he was nearby.

It's literally a free point.

Because of the field dungeon, many people gathered from all over the continent, and this is how I used to search for dungeons when my skill rank was low.

I thought you'd be better off if you learned how to clean up heels, Ristore, and the party · ·

There were more than one or two people who thought like me.

Ugh · ·

I was insulted just thinking about it.

That damn goddess.

How many splits do you have before you give me 50,000 points for a single skill reward?

I won't stand for it.

We'll search the entire continent for them.

“Are you in that · · · · · warehouse class? ”

The man sitting next to me asked.

It was the guy who was staring at me from day one.

“This? Yes. It's a warehouse.”

I waved the spear wrapped in cloth.

I didn't want to get caught being armored for nothing.

No more long stories.

But the way he looked at me was strange.

He frowned and said.

“You don't need a healer. ”

“Yes? Ah-ha-ha! No, I'm not a healer. I just thought you might need some potions. You don't want to buy potions? ”

“Potions?”

“Lots of Healing Potions, Mana Potions, and Purification Potions. They're all made by priests from the priesthood. 20 silver a bottle if you buy it now. How would you like to buy a few bottles? ”

The man smiles, revealing his bag.

The bag was filled with colorful potions.

But it wasn't cheap.

If I bought it in town, I only made 10 silver a bottle.

“It's okay. I don't have anything to do with it. ”

“Ewing? Combat class doesn't use potions? If you go to the dungeon, you'll jump to the boat. Buy it now! Don't regret it!”

“That's enough.”

“Tsk · · · I see. ”

The man closes his bag with his tongue.

I'm taking a special cut of the dungeon.

Even the usual potions increased demand in dungeons and sold for 50 silver coins.

Like bottled water on top of a mountain.

It was in a fairly common business.

Scream!

That's when the wagon stopped.

“What?”

“Are we there yet? ”

“I still have half a day to go. ”

The men sitting in the wagon were shaken.

What, are we there yet?

Yes? No! I have a few more hours to go.

What is it?

The archer and the fighter party panicked.

Something's not right.

Why is it called control?

If the world exists for us, why can't we go in? Who is it? Get me a lead!

Ha. There's a lot of players.

What's the situation?

Let me in!

Oh, my God. Field dungeon's under control. We'll find the next content right away.

No, this is...

· · ·

‘Shut up. ’

There were tons of voices in my head.

Forty in all?

No, it was more than that.

I got up from my seat with my luggage and spear.

There were many wagons and people in the plains.

“What's going on? ”

I approached the wagon and asked.

The horseman sighed at the crowd.

“I'm not sure who controls it. Oh, my God. Who are they? ”

“Control?”

You control the field dungeon?

What kind of freaks?

“Wow, what's all this? ”

“This is why you couldn't leave? ”

“What's with all the people? ”

The men from the wagon mutter.

I heard so many voices in my ears, and my head ached from so many voices.

· · · Priesthood prices · ·

· · · Proprietary · · ·

· · · Content · · ·

These were the three most frequently heard words.

“Hey! Let's talk! What's going on up there? ”

The horse asked for a wagon that was passing by.

The horse on the other side sighed and replied.

“Phew, a plague! There's an epidemic in the field dungeon! Whether it's the monster's influence or the dead. Anyway, the priesthood intervened, so we suck! We have to go back!”

“The priesthood? Huh. ”

The wagon sighed.

Soon, a large number of wagons turned their heads.

The group looks stiff.

“Oh, no. There's no such thing as plague. Don't you think we should clean it up? ”

“Because it's big. The involvement of the priesthood seems to be problematic. ”

“Tsk, tsk. We're going back! We're going back to Bellerod, but stay on Bellerod's side! I feel dirty, but I can't take the money! ”

“Yay! You have good morals, horseman! ”

“Let's go back to sleep! It's a field dungeon. It'll open again next time. You're wasting your time here! ”

“Ha · · · What should I do with this many potions? ”

Potion arm sighed.

The wagon was on its way back to Belload.

Moreover, the priesthood intervened.

In a world without great order, the priesthood was one of only a few large groups.

“Huh? Brother! We have to go back! ”

The man who was returning to the wagon asked.

But I have other business to attend to.

I got good information through a lot of voices.

“I have some business to attend to. Go home safely."

“Huh? That's why you said no potions? Too bad. I've been sober for a few days. Here, take this! ”

“Yes?”

"This is a parting gift! This business is doomed! Haha!”

The man smiled pleasantly and handed over a bunch of potions.

It was ten Mana potions tied with leather straps.

“It reminds me of my son. It's not a good world to live in, but it's a hard world to live in if you want to help people. Look at me! Smile and live! ”

The wagon turns its head away.

I yelled at the farther away man.

“Be careful! Good luck selling the remaining potions! ”

“Yes! Look out! ”

“Yes!”

I took the potion with a big smile.

Was your face too dark to focus on your voice?

I felt sorry for him.

‘Whew.’

I turned my head to pack my things.

A spectacular landscape unfolds on the green plains.

Hundreds of wagons turning their backs on the dungeon.

The fighter and archer in the same wagon return, leaving nothing but mumbling voices in the air.

Dirty. Dirty. Eat a field and be independent.

This is private content? Ha · · · Unbelievable. What kind of a facilitator runs a field dungeon by himself?

Shit. If you were going to do this, you should have told me. You're wasting your breath!

How did they get the priesthood involved? Aren't they crazy?

They say they belong to the priesthood.

It's so dirty. It's so dirty. From the game to the chopping block.

Lucky Mangem. Lucky Mangem. Mythical Red Mangem. What the hell is going on with you?

Because you don't have any personal myths.

Autumn was jumbled over the green grasslands.

This is why I didn't leave.

Apparently, this dungeon was controlled by one facilitator and seemed to be inaccessible to other players because of the priesthood.

Besides, if you look at the word "woodworking," do you think there's a particular group of players?

I didn't care if the players had rules to follow.

It's an exclusive. We can sneak in.

I smiled and headed into the woods.

If you keep sneaking around, you won't get caught.

· · ·

After a long walk through the forest.

I've finally arrived at Iron Hill, the field dungeon.

However, the town was surrounded by a group of priests.

The priests in the white robe with the gold embroidery were the priests, and the paladins were the ones who wore thick plaid armor.

Cluck! Cluck!

The paladins in body armor roam the streets.

Inside, there were priests wearing masks that were unusual to the Black Robe.

Did he say plague doctor's mask?

Maybe the plague wasn't a lie.

Whoa! I got rid of all the tremblers with this! What are you so grumpy about? You said you were tired.

Then I heard the player's voice.

Hmm. I thought that was impossible. I can't believe I'm turning a field dungeon into my own content. Unbelievable.

Heehee! That's why I told you to trust me! If you split it among the priests, you will receive 500 points per person. Isn't that right?

Hnng · · · I admit you were right this time. I wish I could be this exclusive.

Two voices said:

One is the walking middle-aged male voice.

The other was a light and squeaky boy's voice.

Yes, Master, I have controlled the plague as you requested. It also banned other players from entering. Is that why you needed a priesthood?

Hehe. That's not all. The town was sealed off, so the content grew safely. It also aims to prevent content from being caught before points are released, as well as to prevent it from getting out. Haven't you actually grown steadily since the priesthood intervened?

The woman's voice answered.

The two facilitators were women.

Hmm · · · I feel awkward. No matter how indigenous we are, it's uncomfortable to leave them like this. Shouldn't we evacuate through the priesthood? The evacuation of residents doesn't ruin the content.

“To be honest, I'm a question. It's important to control the town, but can we get people out? Don't let anyone out because the disease might spread. ”

Two voices overlapped.

Are there any warriors nearby?

Unlike the player in the walking voice, the warrior's voice is like a clear acoustic marble.

I looked around and found the protagonist of my voice.

An Asian like me.

He was a priestess with a fresh kitten award.

You don't know that! The scenario needs to amplify the crisis! What good is a hero story without crisis or conflict? Don't you think?

“I can't help it. For us, a cause is important. If we get people out of there for no reason, we might lose control. So let's believe the words of the saint. We are responsible for stopping the plague. ”

Then I found the second person.

It was a tall paladin who stood next to a priest.

He was a handsome man with a smudged nose in orange hair and a serious face, unlike a playful player.

Hehe. Don't worry about the villagers. The scenario you're looking for also includes community relief. Although some sacrifices will be unavoidable until the content is completed, we hope it will be as valuable as those sacrifices.

The plague itself is natural, isn't it? They would have been killed if we hadn't intervened! We're just waiting for it to ripen. Don't you think?

The facilitator and paladin said:

Honestly, it was a good story.

They're gonna let people die just to enjoy themselves.

Phew · · Got it. I'll evacuate the villagers as soon as the content is complete. You said there were scenarios related to this, right?

Yes, the capture scenario is for the paladin, so we also have content for the priest. Look forward to it.

Okay, I'll do my part. I'll leave the paladin to stop the plague and the boss monsters.

“Phew · · · I understand. Maybe the plague spread after evacuating the villagers for no reason. It's called a trust received by the Holy Lady · · I'll do my part. ”

The noble priest mutters.

It was a story that worried residents, just like the Priest Player.

Heehee! Of course! Don't worry, we'll be done in the next 24 hours. The priest is always worried about the deaths of other warriors or indigenous peoples. I'm tired of worrying about that!

“We are warriors with noble duties. It's not our home, but we have a duty to protect this world as well. I have to do my best. ”

On the contrary, this side was different from the outside.

Can it really make a difference?

I left, thinking it would be a difference of settings.

This gives us an idea of what they're up to.

This is a field dungeon prepared by paladins and priests.

The host developed the epidemic into content for some reason and was growing under the control of the priesthood.

Are you a plague monster?

Whatever it was, it was in my favor.

‘Understanding Poison' can be digested not only by Monster Poison but also by Skill Poison.

There was nothing wrong with being poisoned by the plague.

And the dungeon will be completed in 24 hours.

Until then, they won't intervene.

They'll just wander around the entrance like now.

Then my job was simple.

It's good food.

Unfinished dungeons and boss monsters, but once defeated, points will come in.

He's weaker than he's ever been.

I'll eat it for you.

I will devour your most ardent content!

Delicious food is usually taken from people to save.

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