It's Munchkin Healer

A month ago.

You defeated Kronos and spoke to the bandits.

However, the thief's words were hard to understand.

Push the boundaries of the board?

Exceeding the probability of the system not being able to survive?

It was a very vague plan.

The second way is, what happens if you do that?

Does everyone's head explode?

Like the last scene of the Queensman movie?

Then the thief gave a simple parable.

I'm a bug.

“That's too much.”

That's the metaphor.

The thief smiles and speaks.

I am a bug.

A little insect that gets crushed and dies in the palm of his hand.

The world I lived in was the home of a giant giant group of giants called Players, and for those landlords, I was just an unpleasant bug.

An unpleasant bug in their house.

What happens if I get reinforcements saying I'll resist?

The landlord will drug you.

They will try to destroy me and my forces, and end it with a unilateral slaughter.

The Elves did.

He knew something, so he resisted, and as a result he was wiped out.

If I provoke the priesthood, only those who mourn will die.

But what happens when there are so many bugs that you can't get rid of? It covers the whole house so you don't have to be a mom.

“Then leave the house. And you're just gonna let him? I'd burn it all down if I were you. All I'm saying is, it's suicide. ”

That's it. If the game board is broken enough that it can't be fixed, I'll be the best. To burn all the unpleasant bugs. There was actually an example of that. It was a long time ago, before I became a player.

“Burned the whole planet down? ”

No, it was a festival.

“Festive?”

I asked curiously.

This has happened before.

At that time, the deprived players were the main players, and they helped to fight back, supporting the world as a gameboard.

Gave them equipment, skills, told them the truth, and prevented them from playing.

As a result, about half succeeded.

Players managed to drive out the warriors with them, and the players who lost content gave up and retreated.

Then I gave up the top game.

Then I held a festival.

“I mean, what a festival. ”

What all players will come. Enjoy the festival in a free, state-of-the-art, waived game. It's a discarded game board, so they don't care about anything. You know, like the end of the century or the end of the world. It's a warning from any religion or myth.

“You call the apocalypse a festival? ”

The truth that the thieves told me was terrible.

A game edition thrown away by the best.

The moment of discarding the game was always over like this.

As players, it's a festival, but it's an apocalypse for those who are left.

In a certain way, it was obvious.

I used to end up like that when I played the Tycoon family game.

By releasing the trapped animals, slaughtering the spectators, and enjoying the destruction itself.

However, it was not a malicious act.

It's just a game.

I just did it because I didn't want to do it anymore.

However, there was no end to the situation.

That's your chance, your chance to end it all.

However, the plot of the thieves began at the end.

I didn't know what the hell I was going to do.

“What should I do? Kill all the players who came down? ”

I know it's impossible. But it'll buy us some time. What I'm after is to destroy the system with all the players looking for the opening. The detailed plan…… You know we can't talk about the system, right?

“I can explain. I'm stuck here again. ”

Hehe. That's the irony.

The thief laughs in a mischievous voice.

Covering the board with bugs.

And that bug is causing the festival to happen.

They were the last two steps.

I was a bug, too.

“Wait. Just in case, you're not just using me to celebrate, are you? I wanted to move forward with the festival. ”

I'm sorry?

“I just wish I could. That doesn't mean you are. ”

I spit it out in my mind just in case.

However, the reaction of the thieves was surprising.

I... I didn't know that idea was possible. No, there's a lot of skepticism in trying, so that's a pretty good idea. But how do I prove that I'm not...? How do I explain this...?

I was really embarrassed.

But I couldn't be sure of every gamble.

Sometimes I had to wager a battle with dangerous hands.

“Never mind. I would have done this if it were just me. I came all this way because I believed in you. So I'll trust you. There's nothing to be embarrassed about. ”

I'm sorry. I wasn't sure about the necklace. If I'd known this was gonna happen, I'd have prepared something more.

“I said no.”

The thief mutters as if he is truly sorry.

But there was something definite.

“But that doesn't mean all the people up there are coming down. Even if everything else is a lie, it can't be a lie. Especially if the festival itself is for a purpose. ”

What's that supposed to mean?

“Even if you use me to throw a festival, it's an opportunity to face the players eventually. Everyone who has a grudge against the players as well as me. Isn't that what you said about" those who can help "? Typically Elvish. ”

That's right, but it's only possible if we stick with the players who have come. I'm asking you to buy me some time. Are you sure about this? I'm literally asking you to fight God and face the apocalypse. Maybe everyone who tries will die.

The thief said in a serious voice.

“Foot. Something familiar. ”

But it was a familiar story to me.

Nordic hearings that had to be put to death as probable penalties approached.

Kronos used to wield overwhelming power in a ridiculous object called Tartarus.

They were both plagues, but there was a way to deal with them, and I was the one who won every time.

If the goal was to hold the apocalypse while destroying the system, it would have been no different than what had been done so far.

Just how big is the scale?

I finally have a cool goal in mind.

Getting bugs like me to turn the board upside down, get the festival going and end it all.

If the thief fails, there is no choice, but for now, it is an opportunity to take a beating.

Now, why would I want to meet an Elf?

There were two reasons for this.

First, the Elves knew something.

Even though I could not remember the past, I was winning the past in some way, and as a result I continued to resist in the form of war and assassination.

In other words, they also had ‘bugs’.

I had something that was unlimited to the system, like listening to the voices of players, and using it brought me one step closer to the festival.

You get an alliance to fight the apocalypse and a bug to fight the apocalypse.

Destroying the probability of the game.

Covering the board with bugs to create a 'festival’.

The initiative began here in St. Helena.

* * *

“ ……. ”

The queen sits in a chair and listens.

After sitting down, she didn't say anything.

“…… even though this has happened, I don't want there to be any spite between the Priesthood and St. Helena. I wanted to end the conversation before it got too big, if possible. Thank you again for joining us in this precious position. ”

I finished the introduction with a greeting on the board.

Adamantium didn't matter anyway.

If things were going well with the Elves, I could give them as a gift, and it was important to get acquainted with them and share their goals.

I had to learn how to win the past, if possible.

If it was the way of the system's constrained natives, I could pass it on to others other than Elves.

“ ……. ”

But the queen's eyes looked strange to me.

Should I say something blurry?

Waiting for a long time, the queen crouches her chin.

Then, I replied with a blunt tone.

“I don't understand what you're saying. Let's do it. This way. ”

“Yes, one moment, please. ”

The elf in front of the queen's words steps forward.

It was an elf with white hair and torn eyes, but I couldn't understand what it meant.

Hmm? Was it hard for the saint to say? I don't think so.

The priest who was watching wondered.

I wondered the same thing.

Maybe he's deliberately trying to get the edge of the conversation. It is our saints who have a good cause today.

Are you deliberately smuggling? Yes, it is!

The priest was impressed by the thief's words.

In fact, it could be.

Intentionally rushing me.

But it felt strange.

I called Mattari from behind and whispered in a small voice.

“Hey, did I say something wrong? Was there anything in your culture that you didn't understand? ”

“That's not it. The Queen doesn't normally do this sort of thing. You're usually more spiritual and intrinsic. ”

“What are you talking about? ”

“He usually talks to the Mother Earth. Maybe that's why you're having a hard time having a normal conversation. Do you know what it's like to have voices ringing in your head? We're still trying to get answers from the Mother Earth. Wait.”

Mmm-hmm.

I know the feeling.

The queen frowned as she spoke with Haraji.

“The queen can talk to the Mother Earth? The God of your religion? ”

“You don't understand. Spiritual and special abilities. ”

Martha lowers her head, smiling bloody.

So you're talking to God.

I'm doing it, too, after all.

But I could only hear two voices in my ears.

Priests and thieves.

There were only two of them.

Hmmm... The earthly god. I thought the Elven Faith involved players like our priesthood. You're not on the channel. Was it superstition?

Well, here's what I think. After the spirits left, there was nothing left to rely on. So I think that's why we're so dependent on superstition. like primitive organisms.

Oh, didn't we just leave? Didn't the saints do that last time? Hahaha!

Hehe, maybe.

The priest and the thief spoke.

Like they said, if I didn't hear the voice in the 'world of God exists,' I was just superstitious.

I thought the Earth Mother meant certain players, but the two reactions seemed ordinary superstition.

But what are you gonna do?

All you have to do is get along.

They were a tribe that worshipped gods without any gods, just in case someone had a headache.

“Tari. Who's that elf over there, then? An Elf named Haraji. Is he leading the way too? ”

“My name is not Tari. Tell me the truth."

“Never mind. Who is it?" ”

“Haraj is the most senior of those who lead the way. He's usually the one who gives advice to the Queen. He's like you in the priesthood. You're under a saint, too. ”

“Are you saying it's a bad deal? ”

“The truth is always the Queen. Don't talk nonsense. ”

“You're just like me. You're a headache. ”

“ ……. ”

Martha frowns in a furious manner.

I watched this with a bloody smile.

“Hmmm. End of story. Your Majesty, please speak. ”

After finishing the story, Haraji retreated.

The queen reached out her hand and spoke.

“Yes, I am Queen of St. Helena. What brings the saints of the priesthood here? ”

“Huh?"

But what the queen said was strange.

Hm?

Oh, yeah?

The priests and bandits wondered.

At the same time, Haraji came forward.

“The Queen welcomes you once again. However, you seem to have a burden on this conversation because you are very old. If you don't mind, you can talk to me about the rest of the authorised staff. I never meant to disrespect you. Please understand.”

Haraj bows his head and apologizes.

I nodded awkwardly, too.

“Of course. You feel burdened by me. ”

“You're welcome. Here, take the Queen. ”

Other elves appear at Haraj's command.

The queen lowers her head briefly and leaves her seat. She calls for Matari in a strange situation.

“What, wasn't that weird? ”

“Didn't I tell you? Usually you have difficulty talking to the Mother Earth. If you get too many voices tangled up, you're gonna make that mistake. Don't worry too much. ”

Martha replied with a straight face.

I asked again just in case.

“The queen said old age. ”

“Our lifespan is long. It's nothing to worry about. ”

“It doesn't mean you're old, especially for those of you who have long lives. ”

“What are you trying to say? ”

“That's it. Go back. ”

I finished speaking and sent Matari.

Haraj leads the way with a bright face.

“Now, let's switch seats. It's not polite to have guests around, so we'll take you somewhere else. And Matari.”

“Yes, do it. ”

“I think the Saint is very careful with our culture, so please explain things as you do now. Good call."

“Oh, thank you! Haraji!”

Martha replied with a bright face.

I made him do it, but he seemed happy to know he was doing well.

I moved the place by following Haraji's instructions.

Saint Helena was a vast underground kingdom that dug a deep tunnel.

Hmm. That's weird. That was definitely weird. Don't you think so?

Yeah. It didn't feel... normal, did it?

Strange. The queen I knew was strong and worthy. I haven't seen him in a long time, but he's a counselor. I don't understand. I wasn't the guy to ask for advice.

You two know each other?

Ah, I've seen it before, rather than personally knowing it. There is a war of Elves here. At that time, she was also the leading woman in the leadership body, but over time, it changed. Even an Elf can't escape time. I'm sorry to hear that.

“I… tried. Something was wrong back there, wasn't it? ”

“What part? ”

“I think you'll excuse me... but you won't. Never mind. It's not okay to think like this. I'm sorry."

Yoon Ha, who was speaking, bowed his head.

But Yoon Ha's thoughts will be the same as mine.

A queen who talks to the Mother Earth.

Matari and Haraji say she's quite old, and Yun Ha's player also says she's different.

Moreover, there are few words as if they were just words.

Haraji intervened and replaced the horse.

If I'm right, Queen Mecca was diseased.

Like dementia.

The queen of the Elves may have dementia.

Continued at 79.00