It's Munchkin Healer

[Block Emotions: Block Emotions Beyond Need.]

‘Hic...! ’

Immediately, all consciousness was sucked forward.

It's as if all consciousness is about to move in front of me.

The stiff body did not move.

Trying! How...... Why is this happening again!

The thief who was watching sighed.

But there was no way she could help.

‘Ugh…!!! ’

I just want Nergri next to me to do something about it.

“What! Why are you suddenly doing this?! ”

Nergyu puzzled and grabbed my shoulder.

“Oh my... I can't get away! ”

However, the arm that stuck to the elbow did not fall off.

Nergui grips my shoulder with grip after a moment of deliberation.

“This is going to hurt a lot! Patience!”

Tsk... tsk... Tsk!

Nergüi shrugs.

Thanks to that, the arm that was being sucked out of my body.

“Ugh, fuck! ”

At the same time as I fell to the ground, my senses returned.

It wouldn't have been easy to remove it even if it was a little later.

[…… cumulative 361.]

and subsequent clearing times.

In this case, the solution was simple.

“Dice!”

[Dice. Change the dice result.]

[Deururu... ….]

[2, 3. Total 5. Failure.]

“Phew……. ”

Fluffy!

I sat down, exhaling.

It could have been worse if we were a little later.

Nergui's super-strength saved my life in a state where there was no blade on it.

What's going on?

The thief who was watching asked worriedly.

Did the "I" next to me pass out?

The arm that was torn out of my body slowly disappeared, absorbed by the stunned 'me.’

“What's going on? Are you okay? My arm...! ”

“It's okay. I'm Hiller. Great Hill.”

Paan!

The user sprays yellow light to heal its torn arm.

Then he approaches me, knocked down, and flashed a light.

Of course, I wasn't getting fat like I just did.

“Great Hill. ”

Paan!

“Huff!”

The "me" who was unconscious suddenly woke up.

Did my body not move like I did just now?

I was able to endure my ‘emotional deprivation’ skills, but it seemed natural for ordinary people to faint like this.

“Just now……. ”

"I," who checked his right arm, muttered.

‘ ……. ’

Honestly, what was it?

When I think about it, this was the first time I met 'me’ barefoot.

When I met him this morning, all I could do was touch his shoulder on my clothes, and the handshake was the first time I ever touched him.

The power to become one...

Is that a possibility?

I didn't know the probability of forgetting came this way.

“I don't want to explain, but.... Like you said, we should stay away. Right?"

I took a step back, smiling awkwardly.

Then I saw the demon I had met before.

My soul is pure and sweet.

I spit nonsense that it was just made.

What if it's not bullshit?

What if my soul was just created?

‘That's right.'

I touched something out of complex thoughts.

Sacraments from players.

The sacrament was based on the original 'stored’ in the database and said it would be 'copied’ and unloaded into the world, and the ‘warriors’ kidnapped people and ‘stored’ them in the system.

What if the warriors who come down to this world are like sacred objects?

What if everyone, including me, is replicated like a sacred entity?

I had a faint imagination, but I couldn't connect.

I felt frustrated when my dignity collapsed.

* * *

“Phew……. ”

Cool morning where the morning air stays.

‘Attempt’ left the front door with only a single black window.

There was no outside invasion, so there were no guards guarding the front gate, but I felt like leaving here alone.

Boom!

Attempts to take the high stairs down alone.

There was another reason for leaving like this.

Last night, when the Saint himself and his arm came into contact, the two of them almost became one, confirming that the two of them should not be near each other.

‘Phew……. ’

But there's something I haven't told Sid.

When we held hands like that.

Rather, the ‘attempts’ were the ones that took control of the flesh.

With Sid's experience and memories flooding in, the memory and experience that had been accumulated over the last two months almost reset white.

‘Needless to say. ’

Attempts take you down the stairs with a little secret.

Of course, it was not just lighthearted to leave this place.

It would have been a lie if it hadn't been settled in the last two months.

However, like the ‘6th Day’ ending that I spoke to Sid, the attempt quietly cleared up his greed for Sid's life.

Today was also the last time I rested as a saint.

Chin up...... Chin up!

“Huh?"

However, someone swooped down and grabbed the shoulder of the attempt.

Attempts were flawed. He turned his head.

“Shouldn't we say something? I would have missed it if I was wrong. ”

There is Nergui, who packed his things.

Arisha, who yawned, slowly came down the stairs.

“Yawn……. Is it supposed to be like this in the morning? You're not running away. Why is that? ”

“Why…? ”

A surprise attempt opened its mouth.

However, Nergui's expression was mild.

I slapped my back with a relaxed smile.

“The party is Tandil Hill after all. We can't just let Hiller go. I'm frowning to be here, too. ”

“Ha, but……! Your friend isn't me, is he? ”

“You are also my friend. Would you call a two-month friendship a lie? ”

“How...! ”

I didn't know what to say to the overwhelming emotions.

My eyes turned red with the heat rising from my throat.

“What, are you crying? I thought things were different now. ”

“Arisha?”

“Oh, okay. I'm being careful, too. That's what they say. I'm sorry. If we're going, let's go. What's the big deal? I'd like a bellows beer. Don't you love Nergyu? ”

The wizard launches an attempt with a distinctive voice.

But even this story was delighted to try.

I thought that if you left this place, you wouldn't have any room for yourself.

Two people who could not reach the past were waiting for themselves.

The two men who went ahead, without looking back, waited for their answer.

“Arisha says so. Veloda... The first place we met was Bellerod, right? I didn't get a drink to see it then. All right, I'll buy you a drink. I'll have a drink that I didn't get back then. Let's go.”

Bam!

Nergui steps down the steps, striking his back.

“Don't cry! If you cry, I'll leave you alone! No, it's just that I'm throwing it away... Anyway!”

Arisha grumbles and follows Nergui.

The attempt stood long enough to follow them both.

One year for Sid.

It was two months ago for the trial, but I had no idea how impressive this transformational party would be.

“Go, I'm coming! Wait!”

Trying to catch up with the other two.

Unlike Hiller, who used to carry everyone's luggage around behind his back,

“You each carry your own things, right? You'll fight me if I let you? ”

“I'm not leaving anyone in charge! Anyway, don't get too close. Because I'm scared! ”

“You're afraid of me? Why?”

“Y-yeah, there is, anyway! Get away!”

Attempts were equal, standing next to the same people.

Though it was a trivial change compared to Sid, who killed God and the devil and became a saint, there is no more pleasant change for the current trial.

Maybe this is how the wish that healer had hoped for most at that time came true.

* * *

“Hmm……. ”

Sid climbs up to the roof and watches three people.

Same member as a year ago, but completely different.

It was a party of attempts that he no longer needed.

“What, are you sending it like this? ”

“What a surprise! Who...! ”

At that moment, a voice echoes from behind that no one should be there.

Sid turns his head in surprise, and there is an elf with pointed ears.

It was an Elf who wanted to have an Elf like this.

“Who are you? How dare you startle me? You want to take a punch? ”

“Knng. You don't even recognize me. You really don't recognize him? ”

“Ah.”

For a short while, Sid figures out who the Elves are.

There was only one person who used this tone.

“용용이군요?”

“Oh, that's not my name! Just call me Dragon! I'm the only dragon in the world. Why make a name for me? It's annoying!”

The elf sitting next to Sid grumbles.

An elf is a dragon with a polymorph.

I thought I dropped Sid off and flew straight away, but he was hiding among the priests in the shape of an elf.

“Why didn't you go? We're done here.”

“Knng. Let's see what he has to say. Dude, I've been with you a month. And you're just gonna fly away without saying goodbye? ”

“Greetings. Fly away.”

“Don't be like this, I wish I wasn't stronger than I am...! ”

An elf with a fist clenches his lips.

Sid smiles and watches as he tries to get away.

The three men who left the gate were slowly leaving the city.

“We don't want the players to find out. If we stay here for nothing, we're in danger of being caught. Are you going to be okay?”

“That's my job. Don't worry. I specialize in pretending not to be a dragon. Even the Elves I've been with for a hundred years didn't know I was a dragon. ”

The dragon sat on the roof and spit yawn.

It was a shame to part with him like he said.

Sid smiles as the dragon fills the place where Nergui left.

“Yes. While I'm here, I rest like home. There's no seafood, but the food here isn't bad either. ”

“Knng. Who likes fish? I'm a foodie, too! I'll take care of your food! That's how I know! ”

“Get paid for your stay. One scale per night. ”

“Holy shit! ”

The dragon that was sitting shed its eyes.

“I'm kidding. Take it easy. ”

Of course, Sid's story was a joke.

If you take off the scale for no reason, the players will notice the existence of the Last Dragon.

“What's wrong with your face, by the way? What's on your mind? Because your friend left?”

“Huh? No, not really. I just have something to think about. ”

“Knng. Your wife's pretty, your daughter's pretty. Not a problem.”

“I mean.... I wonder what the soul is. I told you my spear has a soul. To me... my soul... I wonder what.”

Sid lowers his head and mutters.

The existence of the "warrior" and "soul" that I have been thinking about since yesterday.

It's not particularly important, but I couldn't get out of my head easily.

“That's some bullshit idea. ”

But the dragon's reaction was fatter.

The dragon snores and the east looks over.

“What's a piece of shit? ”

“The spirit of the spear is the memory of the spear. The soul symbolizes the memory itself. It's a human soul. You think it's anything else? Humans are a philosophy, so theology gives meaning to their own souls. After all, it's the energy body. More emotional and self-conscious. The window is no different than the memory it has of itself. ”

The dragon explained the soul in a blunt voice.

Sid reaches out his lips and asks for the story.

“Eh……. Like a myth? That's what personal myths are all about. ”

“Something like that. It adds memory and experience to something that was like a seed. That's just it. What's so special about our dragon? It's a Dragon Soul, and it means Dragon Hartney, but it's only a high-performance fuel. If the human soul is a tree, our soul is coal? That's the only difference. Does that mean it's small? I'm sorry to compare. ”

“I'm not even sentimental about who's the blacksmith. ”

“So don't give me meaning. Whatever you are, your soul is what you make. Fourth experience and memory accumulated and condensed into a high energy source. That's what it means to have power. ”

The dragon replied, looking at the sun.

Perhaps this was the dragon's personal idea.

But for Sid, who had dignity and thought of something special, there was no better answer.

After all, it was the memory, the experience, and the myth that made you.

“Yes. In the end, it's a difference of perspective. So, the millstones, you got 'em? ”

“I put it in the back there. There's an Elves' Workshop. ”

“Did the Elves build you a workshop? When?"

“Ah, a workshop is just a hobby. That's why I'm at my own level! I'm gonna put it up for you. I took a quick look at it and I don't think there's a good blacksmith here. It'll take half a year to get to the gate anyway, and there 'll be plenty of time until then. That means it will raise the level of the forge. If I leave and there's no one to repair the spear, the blue arm will bubble. ”

The dragon replied with a bold voice.

Sid opens his mouth.

“You can't be.... ”

“Don't get me wrong. I don't want any part of your war. I didn't say we were fighting. ”

“But you said you'd help me. ”

“A hobby, a hobby. It's no different than what I used to do at my forge. ”

The dragon sighed and said.

I'm just saying, I'm going to help Sid in the end.

“Looks like the dwarves have taken over the bottle. Seeing you say that. ”

“Schmidt's disease? What's that?”

“I'm going to be good at it anyway, and it bounces. ”

“Knng. The Cyclops moved it. Anyway, I'll touch the gloves and the hammer. He's the one who had to leave, right? I'll have it done before he gets here. ”

“Thank you. And……. ”

Sid talks to the dragon and moves his eyes.

There was a golden spear in the corner of the training ground that 'Try’ used to use, but it was left behind as an object that was too large.

This reminded me of something.

“And can you make me a spear? Something I could use. ”

“Use two spears? ”

The dragon that was listening to the story tilted.

But it was intentional.

Like the attempt to leave today.

Dyrmord's spear is not a red spear.

A yellow window called 'Crab Beer’ was paired with ‘Crab Darag’.

“There used to be a pair of red and yellow spears. Like a brother... I want you to give it to me as a gift after you leave today. I just had an idea. Just...... as a gift. ”

Continued at 166pm