Muimui-tan

- One...

Soon Frou's appearance had disappeared. There was a strange old man when I had no choice but to return from the practice hall to the modem.

"Hey, welcome home. I keep it from Frou's husband."

I received the little feather cat (Emilio) from the old man in front of me and left it on my head.

"Nah."

You really... You treat me like my Tamed Warcraft, but it doesn't help me at all. I mean, well, you're expecting it from now on.

"So, the potato husband can talk, right?

All right, shall I appraise this old lady, too?

[Kyou Hu]

[Race: Pu]

Yeah, you're a regular old man... except for his name. There's no fear, no fear! Mr. Kyou from the Hu family. I don't know what it is, but when I connect it and read it, hmm.

"Oh, sure."

And for now, they're going to talk. Give me an appeal.

"Oh! I say Kyou. Does my husband have a name or something?

Uh, if I'd only heard that name without appraising it, it would have been a name that felt a lot more Japanese-style, disappointing.

"I'm a Run"

"Ho, Run. In the meantime, Frou's husband is asking me to show him around. I'm one of those fighters. I'll teach you everything as a senior."

Hmm. An explanator? If you don't have someone like that, I'll be on my way.

"First, let me explain the meal."

Uh, meals matter, right?

"There's a distribution center in the back. One meal ticket is distributed every morning, so you can use it to get a fixed meal."

One meal a day? I miss you.

"Well, basically, that's not enough. You can even use this paper to buy your favorite rice."

Remove one piece of paper from the bag the man put on his hips. What's the number it says... ten?

"We call this paper dead. At the weapons store over there, if you have 10 sheets of paper marked 1, you can swap 10 sheets of paper for 100 sheets of paper."

Hmm. He said it could be converted into a large sum - well, I don't like to get stuck. Even so, the Empire usually has paper. Speaking of which, Mr. Sword Ahat had the paper, too.

"This is the only money you can spend inside this arena. Of course you can't use it outside."

Uh, I guess so.

"Speaking of which, Run's a buy-in fighter, isn't he?

Buying it up? Oh, does that mean it feels like it's been sold?

"A few of us here are such buy-in fighters. Neither do I."

Yeah? Could it be more of those who volunteered to be fighters?

"Well, if we accumulate 10,000 pieces of paper in this death, we'll be free. Let's stick together."

Hmm. 10,000... Even so, I didn't know that the money needed to be free was a special note circulated only in the arena... And the reward, isn't it? You can't use it outside. I feel like I'm being set up to use it well.

"Want to take a peek at the weapons store?

Yeah, let's see what we got.

Weapons have axes on their swords, sticks and throwing knives. Yeah? I don't have a spear. Why not?

You don't have a spear?

"Are you a spear man? That sounds cute. They only put melee weapons down here because they can't clog a fight if they're medium-range weapons."

No, no, that reasoning is crazy. A spear is not a medium range weapon. If you have a big Great Sword, it's not weird to have a spear. Is this country also resentful of spears?

"Well, a spear is a weapon like a symbol of the kingdom. Maybe that's it too."

Mm-hmm. Well, fine. I can't help it if I don't have anything. Others.

You also sell shields, small hands and magic bags in armor and helmets. Magic wipes (1) are one dead piece of paper and. I feel very cheap. When the number is 2, paper to 10 dead, and if 3, paper to 100 dead? I have hunter skills, and one is enough. Should I buy paper when I die?

I'll show you to the bunk next time.

Yeah, I'm sure I was in the same room.

- Two...

"There are more fighters than buyouts."

That's what the old man tells me.

"If you win three times, you get a status plate, suddenly you get a class, and if you keep winning, you get fame. You get paid for meals, you win special matches, you get paid outside. That's why I don't like kids who have trouble eating..."

Hmm. But it's not a game that takes place, it's a death match, right? I think if I die, I'm done. Doesn't this usually feel like being an adventurer? Does it feel more like an arena than an Adventurer's Guild if it's an empire?

"Adventurer guilds are expensive to lay on. Besides, all the warcraft that live around the Empire are high-ranking guys. I don't have the experience. There's still a better chance of survival in the arena."

... That's kind of sad. And, well, I'm a fighter now, too.

"Oh, this room."

The room my old man showed me was just a big room with cloth on it. Several fighters have already slept in miscellaneous fishes. Wow, that's tight. It's easy to steal things, isn't it?

"If you win three times, the rank of the room will be a little better, and if you win at least six times, it's a private room."

You get a private room in six? Hmm, that small number of times makes me very anxious.

"You can tell me first thing in the morning if the game is decided, so until then, we'll practice or we'll be in a team fight."

Team battle?

"Oh, it's a team fight. You're like defeating a warcraft with some people or running away for a certain amount of time. Some of them will be joining us instead of making money."

Hmm. That's what I said.

"So, is that all you need to explain? Let's survive each other."

The old man leaves the big room with one hand up. Do you have a private room?

Well, I'm tired today, too, and I think I'll go to bed now.

Lie about on a cloth laid on the floor. Hey, I'm really a potato worm when I'm doing this. Wouldn't you be surprised when the other fighters who are sleeping now wake up? "The Warcraft! We have to kill him."

But, well, I didn't know I'd be a fighter. You've been wavy too long since you left the world tree...

And, for now, shall we just check the position of Mr Sirone and Mr Micah again today? Today is the third day since it was detached. It's getting farther and farther north. I wonder if the light is Mr. Micah. Um, I feel so anxious about what you're saying more and more apart. You're definitely involved in some sort of case.

Conversely, Mr. Sirone's light has stopped in the west. Is it near this imperial capital? I wonder if I feel like I'm having trouble trying to get into the Empire. Hmm.

Well, as long as I can see this light, don't feel like I can work a little harder.

"Huh?

Yeah, you're here, too.