The Protagonists Are Murdered by Me

The protagonist was different from the other protagonists I had met.

It consumes all the probabilities you have as "luck."

Some of the protagonists acquired skills based on circumstance, some of the protagonists used all probabilities to turn back time, some of the protagonists used all probabilities to recall contextual inventions, and some of the protagonists used all probabilities to create the world.

Although it may seem like this luck is nothing because I have seen so many different protagonists and different probabilities, I dare say it is more unique than regression.

For example, suppose a group of warriors got lost in the middle of nowhere.

“Oh, you. Heading to Clyton? There's only 6 spots left in the wagon, so I'll give you a ride! ”

Then I meet a friendly helper who drags just a mount.

Not only that.

“There's a legend going down at the door of our herb shop for generations. Blue Sulfur Ginseng. It is said that if San Ginseng survives 999 years in the Arctic region, it will become a elixir with a very rare energy · · · · · ·. The lure, of course, is a terrible chance of discovering it! My family has also searched for over 300 years, but haven't seen it · · No?! Isn't that blue sulphate? Where did you get this?”

“I accidentally tripped on a rock, and I pulled it out of my nose. ”

Someone finds something they've been searching for for generations, all at once.

Of course, the above situation can be ignored.

However, the luck that is expressed in a "crisis" situation was largely absurd.

“Brave! Dangerous! ”

A monster is about to strike back at Perseus. What if the situation is so sudden that there's no way to deal with it?

At that moment, "the world" stands up and saves.

Boom, boom!

“No?! Lightning strikes dry skies! ”

Truly, coincidentally, lightning strikes from the dry skies and knocks the enemies behind Peru down!

It's not just lightning, it's floors crumbling, clouds blocking the enemy's vision for a moment.

I always thought it would cost me a lot to pick good items, or succeed at enhancing them, because I simply said I live by ‘luck'.

But it was a mistake.

Luck is being loved by the world.

And being loved by the world means that you can pass all the hard ways in life and only take the best shortcuts.

It means that no matter how fast others run and try, they can't outrun those who go comfortably on shortcuts.

< However, probability is not limitless. >

Luck may seem invincible, but in the end, probability is limited in the world.

Like, "Item Enhancement." Even if it consumes all probabilities nearby, it can never raise the extreme probability of 0.001% to 100%. So, in order to succeed in 0.001%, it had to be an 'incident’ and a ‘story'.

In other words, the climax episode that corresponds to the "previous" in the finals must be prepared.

The Warrior in Crisis!

There's no way out of hardship and adversity when you're desperate.

To overcome the crisis, bring probability to 100% and pour it into 'Enhance Item'!

“That's the weak spot, right there. ”

< Is there any way? >

I'm sorry to hear the voice of an anticipated client. Yes, the client has been acting too modestly to rely on only me.

“For now.”

It wasn't a lie this time. I really had a feeling about it.

I stepped out of the rubble and began to gather myself.

Michael, who chose the path of the Devil, is dead, and Ferruthius raises eleven swords to rejoice in victory.

And I said, "Whoa!” Excitement erupts. All the players who survived the ruined fortress of Cameroon.

Do they really know that this disaster was caused by them?

I don't know.

“It's better this way. ”

In the meantime, it wasn't that I had not thought of many plans for hunting Peru.

The first plan is to confront the Final Boss as soon as possible, just like the warriors you hunted before.

Plan number two: causing problems between players and indigenous peoples.

The first is dismissed. From today's case, I know for sure. Orthodox methods are useless.

Even if he met the Black Dragon King, he'd pick up a 15-gauge weapon on the floor and fight, and he'd never die a happy death.

Then all that was left was a second plan.

causing problems between players and indigenous peoples, naturally driving the protagonist into crisis. Since this is not a crisis caused by the Black Dragon King, the probability of a hunt will be more subtle and the probability of a hunt will increase naturally.

In fact, I didn't feel like it.

I was in the position of receiving a death warrant just for my own benefit, and now I don't intend to pretend to be a good, less scumbag. Just as the President of Baking Manchup has a belief in picking out his own bread, Killers have a belief in killers.

In my case, it was the belief not to do as much as possible for casualties.

It is such a humble belief that it is not compared to the sacred belief that pulls out bread, but I have never valued this belief and violated it.

But this time it might be a little different.

Some of the players will be good and some innocent. However, the player was eating off the Play-Din continent. For two months, I felt a lot with the players, and I experienced today what it would be like to be immature to gain so much power, so easily and so quickly.

< · · · · · · Do you intend to kill a normal player? >

“Of course not all of them. I'm going to make an example out of the bad guys. ”

And it's even better if the existence of players on this continent is reduced.

After all, there are limits to how strong a player can be. But it's only because it's more powerful than the indigenous people of the world. However, if you put restrictions on their abilities and their radius of activity, the terrible future that the client has envisioned will not occur.

< What's the plan? >

The preexisting fatalistic probability of hunting was 29%, up to 37% of its weaknesses. Still no more than 50%.

“· · · · · · · I have something in mind, but honestly I'm just not very confident. I don't know where I'm going with this power. ”

Perhaps the difficulty itself is higher than the Moon Margaery. There was a powerful group with a strong grudge against the protagonist, and all I had to do was light the wick.

In this case, it was impossible, and we had to target the group itself, not even one.

How far can I influence this world?

‘I can't, I wish I had someone else to help me. · · ’

But I've been acting alone, and now I don't want that.

I'm just doing the best I can.

“Let's go.”

After looking back at the victorious warrior, I left quietly.

*

If you speak of the eastern region of the pladin continent, anyone will speak of the Marodon Empire. Whoever hears it, it won't be all that sudden. It was the Marodon Empire that ruled the entire East.

Although dozens of rivers that live, air, and penetrate the empire helped to enrich the empire, it was no exaggeration that the development of 'magic’ helped put Marodone at the helm.

Somewhere in the farthest corners of the Marodon Empire.

Abandoned by the intelligent, a deep forest that can't reach human footprints twists, a girl with black hair pops out and pounds her head on a tree! I'm stuck.

“Hehe!”

She remains motionless for a moment, holding her head steady, and then raises her head, even if considerable pain strikes her whole body. Then a wise blue eye looked at the world.

“Here · · · · · · · · · · ·. ”

With just one breath, I was able to understand the environment here, and with just one blink of an eye, I could guess the ecosystem.

‘At least, it's a place worth living in. ’

If anyone could see her, she was in a deep forest in the middle of hell, full of monsters, but she was just a charming level for her to experience all sorts of dimensions and environments.

Her name is Araceli Linecar.

Called the Wizard of the great Nine Circles of the Vivianta Empire, the Grand Duke, she has been quite young for quite some time.

Of course, there's a reason for everything.

‘· · · How old is the body? ’

Araceli Linecal had a natural talent for magic, and she spent her life studying 'dimensional movement’ without even caring about any other discipline. And as a result, she was able to pursue the trail of a dimensional traveler, and there was a fatal problem with this unstable dimensional movement.

Fourteen? You're so young! "

It is that it constantly collides with the ‘fragments of time' encountered in the process of crossing dimensions.

Therefore, Araceli always tried to change her age randomly each time she arrived at a strange dimension, but fortunately, her body age did not age rapidly, but it was difficult.

After years of studying the fragments of time, Araceli became depressed at the fact that she had yet to overcome them.

‘That's why I'm not like this! You can do it! ’

It was a long time ago. For a long time, she wandered the world and now even lost her way back home.

How did they get here?

She suddenly thought of the old days.

At first, it was just to give thanks. The professor who lost all confidence and became the only ally to himself who wanted to give up even magic.

He turned his life upside down, and thanks to that, she was able to become the only great wizard in the world, the Great Wizard of the Nine Circles, and successfully defeat the world's threats.

If you weren't a professor, would you still be able to do magic?

If you weren't a professor, would you have saved the world?

So, after everything that had happened in Vivianta, Araceli prepared for the world. To find the last professor who saved himself and his world.

Yeah, it is.

At first, it was just to say thank you for meeting the first and last savior who would never be in his life again. It was just a journey that began with that heart.

And so she wandered off into a strange world.

In a new world, I learned new characters, new stories.

A world of fairies, a world of swords, spirals and constellations, and a world ruled by a sword for 1,000 years.

Throughout the myriad dimensions, Araceli realized the existence of being that consumes energy similar to the "source" of the world and leads to destruction, and she once again learned about the existence of the "legend."

He was going through all kinds of worlds and killing all the creatures that were leading the world to destruction.

The journey that began with a simple mind was no longer simple.

I became even more obsessed.

I didn't feel bad about finding it anymore, but I couldn't find it. I filled my heart with a clear sense of purpose.

“Magic power is. ”

Based on the amount of Mana remaining in the body, it was less than 10%.

The cost of penetrating dimensions through unstable gaps.

It will probably take a while for the magic to recover. Then she had only her physical ability to believe, but she was 19 years old when she began to train bare bodies, so as she returned to a younger age, she quickly became vulnerable.

Realizing that her smooth abs were completely gone, she quickly focused a small amount of magical power on her fingertips and sliced a nearby stone into a dagger.

Then I looked around and looked for something to cover myself with. Except for the 'bullet’ necklace that was always hanging around my neck, I couldn't bring anything else, so I had to endure this inconvenience.

‘If only space could be brought. ’

Araceli quickly started wandering through the forest barefoot, knitting together long growing leaves to cover important areas. The time at which the sun sets. We had a long way to go to replenish our magic, so we had to quickly find a place to protect our bodies.

But there was one thing Araceli didn't know.

[A new Joyeon joins the story line.]

Because she was so strongly connected to her legacy, the moment she entered the ‘same world’, she was forced to join the story on board!

Fluffy!

“ · · · · · ·! ”

With the popularity of the faint spreading Magical Detection Ground detected, Araceli quickly turns her head. Then two men appeared there.

“· · · · · · · There are children in places like this. ”

“Oh! Really. I knew he'd killed someone before, so one of them is pretty damn good at finding him! ”

She rolls her eyes and casts a small amount of magical power to identify them.

‘If I do, I'll deal with them appropriately and run away. ’

A man with dark hair and a man with blue hair.

One was close to Sword Professional, and the other was the Wizard of the Seven Circles. They were among the strongest in the world, but Araceli could conquer as much as she wanted. However, it is better not to do so because the amount of magical power is limited.

“Who are you?”

“Passios. Player. ”

“I am Redurun. He was once the chief wizard of the Empire. Players took their seats and now they're street mercenaries. Kid, who are you? ”

One is a player and one is a mercenary wizard.

“I am Araceli. He's a wizard.”

Then the two men opened their eyes and looked at Araceli again.

It's because it's hard to believe that a girl who looks about 14 years old is a wizard.

Fascist thought he was lying enough to protect himself, so he sighed and took the sword he secretly drawn. I felt bad for being so vigilant.

Ledurun giggles.

“I got the wrong one. Isolated kid in the middle of nowhere. ”

“· · Let's get you back to the city. ”

“Do you only care about the PK subject? ”

“Get lost if you're going to complain. ”

“Oh, no. I don't have anywhere else to go! ”

Passios approached Araceli and surrounded her with a black cloak. Because her outfit was too light. Then I opened the 'Item Window’ and brought out a hard bread.

“Eat it. It's not weird. ”

“I know, I just scanned it. But I think there's strawberry jam in that weird subspace, too. Can I have it with you? ”

“ · · · · · ·! ”

At her words, Pasyos frowns for a moment.

“· · · How do you know? ”

“I just saw it. That wizard? Amazing! · · · · · · Maybe. ”

Despite a suspicious expression, Passios took out the strawberry jam and handed it to him, and the face of Ledurun, who had been watching with a single smile all along, hardened.

You've detected someone else's subspace? How?

That's impossible, even for you, the Wizard of the Seven Circles. The player's ‘item window’ is estimated to be of at least 9 ‘spatial interference' family magic.

‘This kid. ’

‘· · · What the hell? ’

They look at Araceli's mysterious blue eyes with a frown.

“The tastiest I've had in a long time! Ugh, but it's better than an old dragon's fin. ”

Unlike the two men who quickly went into a serious atmosphere, Araceli put strawberry jam on the bread and slashed it excitedly.

The End of the Dimensional Nomad, Ariceli (1)