Max Level Newbie

Naturally, Vulcan's expression also turned hard.

In fact, at the level of Elkeny, he wasn't treated like a sewer.

Usually, people in their early 500s took their first steps in Act 2, and the 699 level was much higher than that.

However, the Vulcan had a strength of 700 levels, far beyond 500, as it had achieved a sharp rise in the damned underground tombs.

Because Vulcan thought of himself as a newbie who had just entered Act 2, he concluded that Elkeni, who was judged to be at a similar level to him, was also a sewage.

'But let's hold it in.'

Even if there is a quarrel, it will not go to the worst.

This is because beginner's protection given by the manager is valid.

But even so, if you live in a rage in every situation like this, your future is likely to be unstable.

'If you don't intend to die under a grudge in 10 years, you should live round.’

But I can't help feeling bad.

Vulcan looked at others, ignoring him.

Most noticeable was the one lying in the middle of non-official affairs.

He wore only comfortable pants and exposed his upper body, and his tight muscles looked as hard as iron.

[Banxin Tulkas, son of Mumnus]

[851Lv]

'Almost like an Act1 administrator.’

It didn't feel that way just by looking at him slumbering.

Vulcan turned his head and looked at the other.

A circle with colorful wing decorations, a typical figure of a warrior in a stylish leather armor and a red cape.

[Hegatus' warrior Fantagiro]

[759Lv]

Fantiro was watching the Vulcan, too. Unlike Elkeny, he said with a friendly smile.

"Nice to meet you. You must have something to go to the west island, right?”

"Hello. Yes, I have some work to do."

"Huh, it's a dangerous island for beginners to go to. You'll do well on your own."

Naturally, he came to Vulcan and revealed his name.

"It's fate that we've met like this, but it's a common name. I'm called Fantagiro."

"It's Vulcan."

"Yes, Vulcan. I think you're a human being, too, right?

Vulcan nodded. Fantiro whispered with a smiling face.

"Yes. Ignore that dark elf. There's no one else who takes care of humans except for the lower bodies.”

"Yes."

"Yes, and monsters will come in often during non-public flights, and it's no wonder a beginner feels bad if he takes up one seat."

The nod of the head, Vulcan, rewrote Pantairo's words.

I heard from Fielder and knew, but he seemed to have a very bad perception of humans.

Well, even Berners said they were the least reliable people.’

Vulcan, who recalled the warning of the six zones, smiled bitterly.

But that didn't mean to push out the friendly approaching Pantairo.

And Vulcan also had no desire to mingle with the dark elf elkini, whose first impression was bad.

"Let's talk on the way, Vulcan."

"Yes. Mr. Fantagiro."

They were two humans who naturally spoke to each other before takeoff.

*

non-publicity that traverses the blue sky at high speed

The transparent membrane blocking the wind made it as pleasant as being indoors, despite its open view.

The half-body was still snoring heavily, and Dark Elkenny occasionally fired arrows out of the closed doors as if he were practicing.

'The inside attack doesn't seem to block it. Is it because God made it himself?’

Vulcan thought about something else for a while, listening to Pantairo.

A little less interested in telling what you know.

But when the important part came out, Vulcan listened again to him.

"······그래서 욕을 많이 먹는 편이지. There are about 30 out of 100 people who are considered evil, and other tribes basically have no evil."

"Is that so?"

asked Vulcan, frowning.

"Yes. He looks arrogant because he has a lot of pride, but he's a good-for-nothing compared to humans. Is there only one other species in a hundred that causes harm to others? Except for the Suin family. You have such a strong fighting instinct."

The blanks nodded at Pantairo's words.

Six-zone words for each species were in a similar vein.

A much safer place than Act 1 without humans.

I thought it was a bit harsh, but looking at the Pantairo that kept emphasizing it, I thought it might have been better.

"But not everyone did, did they? 용사라든가······."

"Hmm? Did you happen to know I was a warrior?"

"Yes, that's exactly what I thought it would be."

"Ha-ha, well, I've never seen anyone before."

He burst into laughter and continued.

"But I thought you'd been in a state of limbo for years, but it's been less than a month, huh?”

Vulcan stared silently at Pantairo.

Did he say something stupid?

said Fantiro to the slightly troubled Bulkan.

It was a bit of a serious tone, contrary to what I had ever said comfortably.

"There are images that come to mind when you think of a warrior. altruism, self-sacrifice, only hope. There are quite a few people who are attracted to this positive image and open their minds easily, but be careful."

said Fantiro, who had taken a pause.

"A warrior can be more selfish than anyone if necessary. Their altruistic appearance is limited to their own world."

“······.”

The blanks were a little bit flustered by Pantairo's words.

Good advice to alert beginners.

But I felt an indescribable self-deprecation.

While Vulcan was carefully contemplating what to say, Fantiro continued with a smiley face.

"Haha! What are you taking so seriously again? I'm just saying this out of anger to beginners. Most of the first people to see the warrior are written in bean pods. And then I get disappointed."

"I see."

"Yes, it's uncomfortable when others look forward to it like that way. But I know I'll act like a saint for nothing. So be normal."

Vulcan nodded. said Fantiro, who shrugged his shoulders.

"Oh, my. I don't usually have such a kind personality, but somehow I feel like I'm close to you. Are you from Hegatus? Or are you a warrior too?

At this remark, Vulcan was slightly concerned.

Technically speaking, he is only a player, but considering the situation he is facing, no one was as close as he was.

"In a way, it's more of a warrior. I don't have the power of a warrior."

"Hmm. I don't know what you're talking about. We've got plenty of time, so shall we listen to that?"

It's a fantasy where you can listen.

Vulcan, who stared at him, slowly began to talk.

Just saying it doesn't create a weakness for him, and I thought I wanted to share this frustration with someone in a similar situation.

The story proceeded smoothly.

I explained the situation to Fielder once, and it was easy to understand because the listener was a warrior.

"That's what happened."

“······.”

Vulcan finished his speech with a slight sense of relief.

a sense of pressure that the fate of the world is in one's hands

It was too much for the owner of a strong mind.

If you don't share your stories, you'll slowly get sick under pressure.

Vulcan slowly exhaled and looked at Pantairo.

Pantaro was seen shedding tears like chicken poop.

'It's more than I thought it'd be.’

The big man didn't look good crying like a girl.

said Vulcan.

"저기······ 진정하시죠."

"끅······ 크흡······ 자네가 큰 짐을 짊어지고 있을 거라고······ 큽, 생각 못 했네. How can such a tragedy be so tragic?

"You're in a similar position as me and Mr. Fantiro."

"No, it's much harder than I am. Our world has not yet been declared by the Ma Wang-gun, so how can we go back after finding the Holy Sword? If you want to recover the broken world, you must clear Act 2. That's...····."."."."

with an omitated fantasy

But Vulcan could guess what he was trying to say.

'As expected, you think it's impossible for humans to break Act 2.’

It was a natural idea.

I don't know when Asgard was here, but he'd be over 10,000 years if he wasn't.

Because none of the humans in those long, long years have cleared Act2.

'But that doesn't mean I can't.'

It is his own talent guaranteed by Fielder, the highest number of humans.

Vulcan was confident enough, so he didn't care much about the negative reaction of Pantairo.

"Ha ha. But there's no possibility. If it doesn't work, we'll be as strong as we can, and then we'll be there to prevent further invasion

"그래······ 자네도 차원 이동의 비술이 있을 테니."

"By the way, you said sex sword earlier, what is it?"

Pantairo looked at the Vulcan with a strange look, and opened his mouth as if he had realized something.

"Oh, you're not a warrior. I just said you were the only one to deal with the devil."

"Yes."

"That's why you didn't know. Just think of the sex sword as a weapon that only warriors can use. Other people can use it, but it doesn't have the same effect as a warrior does. Especially against demons. In fact, most of the warriors who wander around Act 2 are eager to find sex."

"Well, ·····"

There was such a thing.

I didn't even hear it from the six zones, but they didn't say it on purpose because they couldn't use the blanks anyway.

'And a sex-god wouldn't save a family.’

Vulcan gave up his interest in the sex sword and asked other questions.

Most of them were about whether the contents of the attack book they made were correct, but the warriors were not selfish, but Fantiro generously distributed information.

Most of them were not of much help because they did not have anything different from the information that the Vulcan knew, but the favor alone made me feel better.

'I don't think it's common for anyone to tell you these things at no cost.'

Of course, it was not at the level of giving away great and special information that no one else knew.

But just this, Vulcan felt his image of Fantagiro improved.

Having heard most of what he wanted to hear, Vulcan suddenly bowed politely toward Pantairo.

"What's wrong with you all of a sudden?"

"I just wanted to thank Mr. Fantiro for his kindness."

"Okay. It's nothing special, and it's something you'll find out after two or three years.”

FANTASY who is a little embarrassed and Vulcan who expresses gratitude with a serious face.

Elkenny, who looked sideways at what they were doing, murmured quietly.

"You're making the worst of it.”

*

It's been about a day since I was on a non-public flight.

It takes about three days to reach the western island, so there's about two days left.

Vulcan was watching Elkenny with a look of surprise.

An arrow that is fired very secretly, without any trace.

It felt much more threatening than the destructive and subversive techniques that I had often seen in Asgard.

It's like seeing a sniper who doesn't make any noise.

Vulcan spoke to Fantagiro with an exclamation.

"That Dark Elf, that's a lot."

"Oh, who the new guy who's only been here a month now?”

Fantiro got a beating. He telepathically conveyed his intention directly into the head of the Vulcan.

And the Elf line has especially good ears, so be careful with what you say. Look, there's a glare at you.

I'll be careful from now on. Still, I complimented myself, but the response is so bad.

How can an elf be judged and liked by humans? And it's all thanks to his hard work that we've come so far, which is very rude.

Vulcan said with a face that he didn't know the English language.

What do you mean? When did that elf take care of our convenience?

You don't feel it because you're low, but you've been catching bow monsters ever since you took off. They're on the street of non-publicity, they're trying to get in this direction.

······.

It would have been annoying to deal with people who approach non-officials, but it's easy to go because there's a proper archer. Hmm? What's wrong with you?

Fantiro talked to the absent-minded Vulcan.

But Vulcan couldn't answer his words.

Vulcan looked at Elkenny with a shocked look on his face.

Is level 699 higher than me?’