It's Munchkin Healer

Dice is not something you can control.

That's why it's a symbol of randomness. It's used as a tool to leave things to chance when deciding.

There's literally nothing to intervene in but luck.

But the dice in this world were different.

Affected by the ‘situation’ and ‘stats’, no results came out of the 'common sense’ situation, even when they had previously listened to Northern Europe.

One to one failure at first.

One, one more failure.

One to one failure at the end.

Until Chris, an external variable, intervened, the hammer he wielded could not even be converted into a dice god.

In the end, the dice in this world were closer to fate than luck.

Accept it. It just came out like this.

It was no different from notifying them.

But there was a way to draw this fate into the realm of luck.

'Double on a dice god. ’

Previously Nerguido had the dice back and forth between 6 and 8, but he was able to make a transcendent number with 2 and 2 doubles to win.

Of course, the word "double" literally symbolized "luck."

What are the chances of rolling the dice to get a double?

But there was a way to control it.

Possible for the world's dice to be influenced by stats and circumstances.

All I had to do was stand still.

I was able to induce "great failure" by just staying still.

Only great failure was the number of dice I could control.

Luck. You're bluffing. Luck is out of control. That's why they call it luck. You spent points believing in such nonsense? Did you use the points to save one warrior that could be a firefight?

The girl with the sickle said.

You're laughing at my choice, aren't you?

I stepped on the black floor with my feet slightly removed.

I could hear for myself whether my choice was wrong.

Where did that warrior fall from? That power!

You blocked the entrance by yourself! I can't believe I can stop the monsters like that...!

A hammer with lightning...... There was a god like that in Northern Europe. It's like watching him come!

Unlike what the saint said, the situation below has changed.

I shot her in the eye with a bloody smile.

“You know better than me that I made the right choice. I wouldn't have driven the monster away if I hadn't. Honestly, don't you think you can handle it if it collapses down there? My back's getting cold. ”

Phew. That's a good point.

The thief I was listening to shouted.

How dare these...

The Saint's face distorted.

I finally beat this guy with a horse fight.

That doesn't mean you can beat me! He can't even keep up with my moves. You think you can aim for my neck just because things are better down there? Fool. You underestimated me with your arrogant plan!

“You can decide for yourself whether you're stupid or arrogant. ”

You reach out your left hand and grab Mana.

But my Mana was not consumed.

As the poison was about to be used, Mana from the ring became tangled with the poison in her body.

“This is perfect for me. Thank you."

Hah... I was going to give it to you at a better time. Doesn't it look like a wedding ring? I was going to give it to you with a joke. But it's an awkward situation to joke about, right? Are you still mad?

“About five percent is better. ”

Five percent as a 100,000-point gift. Isn't it too salty?

“Then give me another one. ”

Hehe. He's greedy. I'll see you later.

The thief smiles with a light voice.

This ring was not a weapon as powerful as Nergu or Yunha's armor.

Skills that have been used with a lot of Mana consumption.

It was armor that could be used generously.

“Then here we go! ”

Pod!

I ran to the saint in fear of the end of the horse.

Dozens of spears were made into the air and fired at the holy woman, and Poison Spears soaring like machine guns flew towards her.

Kwagua!

What are you going to do now?

The saint shouted loudly and swung her sickle.

You swing a fierce sickle and flick all the spears.

Kakang! Cock! Kazakh!

[1, 2. Total 3. Failure.]

[3, 1. Total 4. Failure.]

[2, 3. Total 5. Failure.]

[1, 3. Total 4. Failure.]

[2, 2. Total 4. Failure.]

……

[Double. Roll the dice again.]

[3, 2. 5. Cumulative 9. Success.]

Puck!

Ugh!

A spear dug through the sickle grazed the lady's thigh.

Blood spattering through the white priestly garments.

The girl raises her head with a crooked face.

How dare you...!

The saint heals her thighs and lifts her sickle.

At this rate, I was going to split my head open.

I leaned in without even thinking about it.

What the hell are you doing?

“Nonviolent!”

[Deururu... ….]

[1, 1. Total 2. Major Failure.]

[Double. Roll the dice again.]

Gambling was a success.

I also gave up dodging, which reminds me of a huge failure.

Even if it wasn't a bold fighter bonus, there was no great failure for me.

[1, 1. Total 2. Major Failure.]

[Double. One more time with the dice…….]

[1, 1. Total 2. Major Failure.]

[Double. One more time with the dice…….]

[1, 1. Total 2. Major Failure.]

[Double. One more time with the dice…….]

……

Huh?

But something unexpected happened.

I never imagined it would be like this.

[…… cumulative 16.]

[Transcendent success occurs.]

Huff!

The sickle of the holy woman flies.

And then I went through my body and I put it on the floor.

Boom!

Ugh!

The princess, who missed the handle, rolls the floor.

It was as awkward as a slapstick comedy.

What? What? What did you just do?

The girl raises her head.

I looked down at her with a relaxed face.

“I didn't do anything. ”

Boo, you must have done something! I can't just fall!

“I think I lost my foot. It happens sometimes. ”

Nonsense! How dare you mock me...!

The face of the saint was flattered.

Ha…….

Why didn't I take this before?

I regretted seeing Dice Gods become a fraudulent skill.

[Probability value exceeded: 31]

It was not that there was no cost.

In a short moment, it exceeded the probability of ‘31’.

Is he punished like God because he has the power of a god?

Of course it doesn't matter now.

Penalties have been waived just by being here.

[Above probability: 26]

[Above probability: 12]

[Above probability value: 4]

[Probability value exceeded: 0]

The probability of going up decreased.

The cause is the white floor that is being trampled.

Due to the probability that Tartarus has exceeded, the ‘fresh slayer’ title you just acquired has been activated.

the probability of falling every time the probability of falling around us.

Now I was like the situation of a saint.

Just as the saint waives the penalty on the white floor, I was also able to waive the Daise Fresh penalty.

“Well... now that I think about it, I feel like God has come to me. ”

What? I'm sorry.

The girl who breathed asked.

I laughed with a sly smile.

“The god of dice. ”

I'll see what you're up to!

Chuckle, Tuck!

The sickle that had fallen from the ground returned to the hand of the saint.

The saint picked up a black sickle and swung it transversely.

So I stood still.

It was better to induce a major failure than to avoid it in the middle.

[1, 1. Total 2. Major Failure.]

[Double. One more time with the dice…….]

[1, 1. Total 2. Major Failure.]

[Double. One more time with the dice…….]

……

[…… cumulative 14.]

[Transcendent success occurs.]

Huff!

The saint swirls around in the air.

The sickle that was swinging confidently did not cut me again.

What the hell did you do? What have you done to my space?

“Well, I didn't do anything. ”

Shut up!!

The girl raises her sickle, shouting loudly.

It's better to fly over your head again.

I gave up my head and approached the saint.

[…… cumulative 19.]

[Transcendent success occurs.]

Hook!

Aniet!

The sickle slips from the hand of the saint.

A hollow sickle flies up into the air and pierces the spear in pursuit of this opportunity.

“Hehe!”

[3, 4. Total 7. Success.]

Boom!

The red tip pierces the girl's chest.

But not deep.

I pushed my body and pushed it to the black floor.

Cock!

The moment it hits the black floor.

The old man's face shines and disappears on his beautiful face.

The pervert's face was clear.

“Wow. It's even creepier in real life. Is that your face? There's a reason you want to change into a woman. ”

How dare... you!

Bam!

The woman pushed the spear that touched her chest.

Then he ran away.

As expected, George was the target on the black floor.

Yeah, that's it. The last secret she didn't tell me. The power that once pierced the warrior's chest and blew him away, right? Dice... did I say...?

The thief who was watching quietly asked.

I remember that a few months ago.

“You have a good memory. I still remember.”

It was a very impressive scene. It was also a scene that I was confident of.

Dice? What is that? Why is this ridiculous thing happening?

The runaway saint cries out.

A thick sweat blob formed on my smooth face.

“Well, you're not the only one wearing a cheeky. I told you, I'm lucky. You didn't believe me when I told you. ”

You can't control your luck! Controlling luck is like controlling fate!

“You once said I never controlled my destiny. Have you changed your mind? ”

Ugh...!

The girl glances at the distorted eyes.

Soon, the girl's right hand reached into the air.

It was trying to bring in the fallen sickle.

You can't beat me with your luck! There is no guarantee that that luck will continue!

Well, I don't know.

I think it will continue as long as the tartarus remains intact.

However, even after waiting for a long time, my health did not return.

The saint looked behind me in surprised eyes.

Huh...?

“Huh…? ”

The sigh of two mouths.

I turned my head to follow the eyes of the saint.

“Mathis?"

Behind you is Metys, who stepped on a large sickle.

Mathis leans back and grabs the sickle that fell off the floor.

How dare you touch the sacred objects of this body! Get your filthy hands off me! It's something only my saint can catch!

The embarrassed saint cried out.

Regardless, Mathis raises his trembling sickle from the ground.

The sickle in her hand slowly slows down.

“I was your saint, too. Because you made me. ”

How dare...!

The girl makes a big fireball and throws it at Mathis.

Quickly, he made Poison Sphere and struck a few fireballs, but one of the unstoppable strikes Metys' iron mask.

Kuaak!

“Mathis!”

The white hood catches fire and drops its iron mask.

But Mathis, who was standing there, did not back off.

He stands up with a black sickle.

“Now that I have this sickle, I see. Like Sid said. I could have been a real saint. This armor also recognizes me. ”

That armor is mine! You can't follow anyone but me... Huh?

The surprised saint cried.

“Ugh…. ”

I doubted the eyes, too.

A new flesh that rises with its masked face.

Red lips cover the white teeth and small tears flow down the hollow eyeholes.

Mathis looks up, looking at the flesh rising in weight.

“Sid, my heart is beating. ”

And he smiles on his chest.

“I'm still running. ”

This is... This is impossible! That's a sacred thing for me!

The saint who was watching was surprised.

Soon, the big, beautiful green eyes appeared, with long, beautiful lashes and a smudged nose blade on her face.

Then, when I was lying on the floor with my shiny blonde hair, I secretly spit it out.

The blonde saint I thought she was.

It was a beautiful look that matched a soft voice.

“Ha... This is a real saint. ”

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