It's Munchkin Healer

11. Go-Stop Squeezing (3)

The morning after spending the night in the hills.

I got a simple snack and walked around.

“Ha.”

I took in cold air.

Nearby, you see merchants preparing for business, and most people don't.

Well, shall we wait until the next game is picked up?

I wanted to see the goddess, but I was going to wait until the atmosphere was ripe.

Until the Goddess raised a warrior.

Until it falls down and hurts the most.

I cut the bread in sweet imagination.

“Leah! Can't you sweep it straight? Why didn't you wake up when you didn't have any visitors last night? ”

“Heehee! Let me get this straight! ”

“I burst. Do it right!”

“Yes!”

A short distance away, there was a woman in the backyard.

A woman with red hair and a keen figure.

She was a woman with beautiful looks and eyes.

The sign says it's a bar.

It looked like it was going to be buried and closed until morning.

Shoot! Shoot!

“Oops!”

Then the woman spotted me with dust on the broom.

Thanks to this, the bread I had made my pants dirty, and Madame inside came out in a hurry.

“Oh no! I'm sorry, he's out of his mind! I told you to use it carefully! Apologize!"

“Yes? What? ”

“Apologize!”

“I'm sorry! Heehee! ”

The woman lowers her head with a single smile.

Unlike her beautiful appearance, her eyes were dazed and her nose was runny.

“No, it's okay. Not for long. ”

I threw away my bread and robbed my clothes.

Madame lets him into the building, beating the woman.

“Get in there! Go in there and clean the table! ”

“Yes!”

“Phew, I'm sorry. Bad luck in the morning. Right? But I've never seen you before. An adventurer?”

Madame dusts her pants.

However, I pushed it lightly because my hand was getting higher and higher.

“Yep. First time I came in yesterday. Is that your daughter?”

“Huh? What daughter? He's just a kid with him. I used to say he had a name and a great wizard. He's been in a state of low consciousness one day. We take them to work and feed them for the next 10 years. Why, do you like it? ”

“Yes?”

“It's early, but you're welcome anytime. Can I get you a room? ”

She smiles with a sly face.

Oh, I see.

Is that what this is?

I shook my head and refused.

“No, thank you. Not since this morning.”

“Aigoo, my child looks so pretty if he keeps his mouth shut! I'll cut you in half for being dusty! ”

“I said no.”

“I'll make it cheap! ”

“Enough!”

I walked along the road with a large sprinkle.

Why are you being so friendly to me? It must have been my intention from the beginning.

‘Hmm.'

I spilled it in the building.

Strange and working in a bar · ·

That's the girl from yesterday?

The girl who was abandoned by the player.

She's a beautiful person just by looking at her face.

I felt sad for some reason.

Oh, my goodness, do you like that kind of girl?

Then the voice of the thief asked.

I was surprised and looked around.

“Ugh! Blink and come in! ”

Hehe. There was no one there. I'm sorry if I startled you. You didn't want me to see it?

“There you go. I see you're having fun again. ”

I looked around and muttered.

I don't want to look like a crazy person talking to himself for nothing.

The thief laughs and talks.

I'm kidding. He's a very unusual case, by the way. I'm not an abandoned warrior.

“Huh? What do you mean? There are no players, and I'm pretty sure he's a warrior. Like an infinite dive? ”

No, one in 10,000 is a warrior like that. Player extinct warrior.

“The player disappears? ”

My ears twitched.

It was the most interesting story I've ever heard.

“Oh, is this about probability? The facilitator told you, if you get caught, it's gone. ”

That's right. That's the penalty. You need harsh regulation to control a wide variety of unique players. But I haven't seen a case like that in a long time. Almost 10 years? That warrior must have lost his mind in the aftermath of your disappearance. Maybe it's a little out of the question.

The thief mutters as if it's interesting.

Then, when I use Daisy Gods, the probability levels rose.

So do I get the same penalty?

I didn't use it often enough, but I had reason to save it intentionally.

“Amazing. Even the warriors are affected by the Player's extinction. Is it psychologically intimate? ”

No, normal disappearances don't affect warriors.

“Then?”

Hehe. You want to know?

“Of course. It's a way to kill a player. ”

I asked with a sly face.

The thief relaxed.

I knew it. Well, this is not a taboo, so let me tell you. It's not an easy way to do it anyway.

“Hurry up and catch a cold. ”

Phew. Okay. There are three ways a player can intervene in a game that prohibits direct intervention: Skill rewards and tool rewards. You know that, right?

“What about the other one? ”

It is the coming of the rain.It is the coming of the warrior's body as an incarnation to the earth.

“Oh.”

I was amazed.

It was like a novel I had seen before.

“It's like a possession? It's almost like a direct intervention. ”

Yes, but it greatly exceeds probability. Thanks to you, it's not easy to come for long. But there's a way to reduce the rainfall penalty · · Remember? The Wizard asked for an intervention, and you said you didn't exceed your probability. The system did not exceed probability. You did.

“You were going to come? ”

When the probability of the surrounding community collapses, the probability of the opposition is subtracted. He doesn't have the guts. That's how upset you must have been, right?

“Aha.”

I understood what I heard in the dungeon.

The system did not exceed probability.

I was forced to control my personality, but that day I was able to fight directly against the wizard's player.

Yay.

This is exciting.

The thief spoke while he was thinking.

Anyway, if I had to guess, her player would have come to the body of a warrior. And then they exceeded the probability of that, and they were penalized and extinguished. That aftermath shocked the spirit of the warrior.

“But I don't understand. Why would a god risk his life? You're literally risking your life for the game. This is so stupid. ”

It's a lot of reasons. It's pride. It's a glimpse of probability. Or players who are throwing their lives to protect their warriors. Not all of us are cold-blooded.

“Aha.”

Then I saw one.

A player who cared for his warrior like a daughter or granddaughter.

It was said by Senior Priest Sung Yoon.

“I see what you mean. I've seen one before. ”

Oh, really? I didn't know you were here.

“Amazing, by the way. It's famous for giving armor, but if the Guardian comes in person, the rumors will spread. But I haven't heard it in seven years. It's supposed to be famous. ”

I've never heard of it either. Most people take a break even when they wake up. It's very sensitive.

“Because God loses his life? ”

It's more about intrinsic horror. The rainforests are like the best and brightest of all. because I told them to eat all the fruit they want, but if they pass the probability into the rainforest, they disappear like swords. It's some kind of test. It looks like it's prepared for us, but it's actually a trap to test and destroy patience. So most people won't even mention it. God's death is a sensitive story.

The thief mutters in a low voice.

However, if the highest standards prohibit everything else are permitted, it may be the intentional lack of patience or the intent to filter out players that are full of humanity.

“Yes. Speaking of which, let's ask. What's the god of the highest order? The Wizard was also chattering excitedly and silent. Is it a God of a particular religion? Or Zeus or Odin? La?”

You don't think he's gonna answer that?

“Give me a big hand when you hear the name I speak. Zeus first!”

Don't think you can overcome this by solving anything with wildlings. Talking about state-of-the-art and the system is really dangerous. You don't want to kill me, do you?

“Hmmm. Too bad. ”

Foot. Kidding.

“I'm not kidding. ”

I smiled and smiled.

I think it's really dangerous.

“But I got some good information. Thank you."

What do you mean?

“You heard how to kill a player. ”

Hehe. It won't be easy. Most players don't even touch the odds. because the only risk that's safe for most risks is that they tend to be self-absorbed. You know, like the mistletoe that killed God. The gods don't forget the winter snowflakes that can kill themselves.

The thief said in a serious voice.

But then I remembered something.

Follicles of corners that used to be aiming at me.

I thought maybe he could come himself.

“It's okay. There's a facilitator who can't even see the obvious settings and skills. Don't any of you see a man with a knife in his throat? That's the kind of guy you're looking for. Literally to a winter warrior like me. ”

* * *

“Ha. When you're done, go back to sleep! I have to do it again tonight! ”

“Yes!”

The woman who finished cleaning went up.

A woman with red hair and green eyes.

In the past he was a hopeless wizard, but a broken Leah.

Madame sits in an empty shop and bites the pipe.

I've been bringing Leah crazy for 13 years now, and making money was not bad because of her beautiful appearance.

But there was no love for Leah.

Just for the money.

In a way, it can be said to be cruel, but there are not many ways that a crazy woman can live in a world that is not difficult to be killed by other people.

Bang, bang!

“Huh?"

Then the closed door rang.

Madame turns to the door, leaving the fire burning.

“Who are you? Business is over · · Ugh! ”

Madame is flabbergasted and drops the pipe.

There are ten paladins in front of the bar.

Even familiar golden armor proved that they belong to the priesthood.

“Sa, what about the paladins from the priesthood? W-what's going on? ”

Madame asked, trembling less.

The paladins haven't come for a drink since morning.

The paladin with the golden beard is approaching.

“Here's the former wizard. I heard there was a woman named Leah. Is that correct?"

“Leigh, Leia? What did he do wrong? ”

“The Holy Mother's orders. He said he had a close relationship with the saint. You're looking for Leah, if you've heard from her recently. I heard a lot of nasty rumors. ”

The paladin looks fierce.

The madam retreated, trembling.

I brought him here because he's a psychopath who has nowhere else to go.

I didn't know you had a relationship with a saint.

However, the paladin in the back handed me his sack.

A sack of 200 gold.

“The Holy Mother wishes this story to end quietly. I hope Leah's honor is intact as she was once a famous wizard. You know what to do, right? ”

“Yes, of course! Leah is up there! I'll get him!”

“I'll wait.”

“Yes, yes! ”

Madame was furious and headed to the second floor.

I thought I'd be hacked for messing with a Saint's friend, but I was lucky to be done with it.

The paladins waited for Madame with a bold face.

Among them were a mix of players.

What an unexpected advantage in a place like this. The Great King will be pleased.

Apparently, they don't have bad skills and abilities. I can see how much you've cherished it. He ended up like a dog.

Phew. It's good for us. I'm a little old · · · Is that okay?

It's the king's style.

Recognition.

“Hey, I brought him here! Come down quickly!”

“Are you a guest?”

“A cow, a guest! I'm in trouble! Get down here!”

Madame arrives with Leah soon.

Leah rubs her eyes in luxurious clothes, and the paladin with the golden beard is struck.

“I raised her like a daughter! If I had known you were a friend of the Holy Spirit, I would have come straight away · · Hahaha! ”

“Madame.”

“Yes?”

“We and the saint are not fools. Everyone knows what you did. ”

The paladin with the golden beard mutters.

The words made Madame pondered.

The paladin crosses Madame and grabs Leah's hand.

Leah rubs her eyes and looks at the paladin.

“I have come to take you at the Holy Mother's command. It's an honor to be of service, Wizard. ”

“Yes? Who's the saint? ”

“Even if you don't remember, the Holy Spirit remembers you. Go ahead.”

Ten paladins took Leah.

A short distance away are two white wagons, and Leah blinks and climbs up to the wagon.

Madame watches it with a crooked face.

The merchants around me were also embarrassed.

How many are there with this? We don't need this much.

I'll just stick around and take it. If she's pretty, she can't use her clan.

But the voices of the players were strange.

It's like he's up to something.

How many months is she gonna be gone? I'm tired of looking like this all the time.

We end up on the same side as each other. But this woman will be less resistant. It was a problem every time I broke in the middle.

Yeah, I wish it was like this every time.

Then let's go.

Let's go! Let's go!

I finished speaking with a strange tale.

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