The Tutorial Is Too Hard

What I saw as soon as I entered the building, smashing the window that was blocked with a plank.

Those Goblins staring at me with embarrassing eyes.

Goblin outfits.

Bingo.

Looks like that's the Goblin King over there.

An old Goblin wearing a ratty dress made of red silk and a small crown on his head.

Total number of Goblins in the room is four.

Two warriors.

One shaman.

And the king.

The king seems to have a bit of a fighting distance.

I thought the king would be the strongest, as the goal of the boss room.

The king has retreated after three Goblins.

Two warrior Goblins look pretty strong to me.

Maybe they're stronger than the Instructor Goblins.

Do these guys even have skills?

Normally, you'd want to be attacked by them, just looking at things.

Right now I just want to finish this boss room and go back to the waiting room.

Let's start from the beginning.

You spread the wings of the Tallaria wide and horizontally.

And...

[flashing]

I arrived right in front of the king with flashes.

Warriors and shamans on that path are pushed back against the widespread wings of the Tallaria.

I broke the furniture in the back with a rattling sound and rolled to the wall.

And none of them ever stood up again.

Shock power of flashing leap.

And given the weight and strength of the Tallarian wings, it's common sense that those Goblins can't stand up.

Tallarian wings and flashing combos aren't necessarily a necessity.

The wings of the thalaria are not directly connected to my muscles or nerves, but are fixed and indirectly connected to the air about a half a centimeter away from my back.

Strictly speaking, if my wings are shaved, my body is pushed as well.

This method cannot be used on an opponent who has a weight above the impact level of flashing.

When it's blocked, the reaction will impact me indirectly and immediately after that I will be exposed to defenseless attacks.

However, if the target weighs about as much as a human as a Goblin, it becomes a special combo.

Immediately, the Goblin King acted strangely as escorts flew behind him.

I thought I'd run or get scared or run away with my fear of terror.

The Goblin King unexpectedly approached me and began to say something.

“K.E.K., Kyre, K.I.K.K.K. ”

I'm sorry, I don't understand.

I quietly raised my sword instead of answering.

However, the unexpected attitude of the Goblin King has not changed.

No anxiety or fear could be found in his unsteady eyes.

What do you think he's thinking?

What does he want to say to me?

In exchange for not bothering to resist.

No, that's not it.

I decided to kill him as neatly as possible with respect to his dignity until the last moment.

You grabbed the Goblin King by the shoulder and stabbed him with a knife to the heart.

The blade dug into the heart without much resistance due to the strongly applied force.

… the end.

The old Goblin King's body slowly falls to the ground like a fallen leaf.

And just before his breath was gone, the Goblin King's eyes, which were constantly staring straight at me, returned to somewhere.

I thought there might be a hidden spleen. I looked where the end of that gaze was headed.

Fancy table.

A sumptuous tablecloth that flows under the table.

Young Goblins wearing gorgeous clothes underneath.

You hid the young Goblins there.

Perhaps what the Goblin King told me before he died included a story about those children.

Oh, I made eye contact.

You can see a young Goblin hiding under the table.

The young Goblin moves in a state of shock.

There was a small noise somewhere on the body that hit the table.

A moment of static, one of the tallest looking children hiding under the table walks out of the table alone.

What are you doing out here?

Ah, now that I've caught you, you think you're already dead.

I don't want to kill you either.

The little Goblin spoke to me.

It seems the Goblin has a habit of passing a dying note to his opponent.

There is one difference between a little Goblin and an old Goblin King.

Unlike the Goblin King, the little Goblin is crying and shouting for help in his room.

I don't get it, but I kind of get what it means.

I heard that even if I heard a foreign language for the first time, I could immediately understand the insult, and I really did.

[You have completed the 4th Floor of the Tutorial Hell difficulty level.]

[Heals all status conditions and injuries.]

[You won 1,000 points as a Clear Reward.]

[You won 1,000 points as the first clear reward.]

[There are many gods who have a positive reaction to you. You have earned 6,300 points.]

[There are many gods who have a negative reaction to you. 1,700 points will be deducted.]

[Gives additional rewards based on play history.]

[Multiple gods wish to gift certain skills in exchange for additional rewards.]

[Vote Status: 12 Votes. Opposite 7 votes]

[Accept?]

It looks like it can give away skills, not powers.

In the meantime, they vote for themselves.

Democratic.

Accept.

[Obtained Knowledge of Babel transfer Lv.5.]

Knowledge before Babel.

You could immediately tell what effect this skill had.

I started to understand the young Goblin shouting in front of me.

[The gods will surely punish you! You monster!]

I can still hear the Goblin's words in my ears.

Nevertheless, the meaning was clearly conveyed.

The portal's magic circle appears just a few steps away.

But my feet don't fall off.

To that little Goblin yelling that I was born with such an ugly, ugly, and hideous face because I'm evil and cruel.

I suddenly wanted to make excuses.

It's not my fault.

I didn't mean to kill you in the first place.

I'm a victim, too.

I'm just being dragged into the tutorial and forced through the trials.

The message told me to kill you.

And you're ugly, not me.

But I didn't do it.

I was just listening to the gruesome screams of the little Goblin curse and the excuses that came to my mind.

Is that really a hallucination?

After entering the boss's room on the fourth floor, the question I've been carrying ever since raised my head again.

That grudge and hatred is just a figment of your imagination?

The little Goblin is now gossiping about how great and great his father was, and how terrible the monster was that killed him and his people.

If that little Goblin screaming desperately isn't a fake, he's going to die screaming.

What if it's not?

I…….

[The god of adventure covers your eyes.]

[The god of slowness is furious.]

I felt something intangible wrapping around my eyes.

Suddenly, my vision was completely blinded.

When the eyes that had been darkened brightened again.

I stood on a green field.

Kirikiri's picture shines with a peaceful and beautiful field as always.

What the hell is going on?

“Kirikiri.”

You take a step forward, calling her name.

Then Kirikiri stepped back with a firm expression.

* * *

“Pissed off?”

“No, I'm not. ”

“Hing, I'm sorry. ”

“I'm not upset. ”

“You're pissed off. I'm sorry.”

I'm not upset.

It's your fault you're covered in blood in the first place, and you're holding a knife with blood and flesh on your hands.

You don't get all grumpy about stepping back there.

I was a little shocked for a second.

“I was angry because of you. What to do... ”

I'm more offended by the lengthening of my name.

It's not the Kirikiri that's messing with your head right now.

[The god of adventure covers your eyes.]

Immediately after seeing this message, the field was blackened and forced into this field.

I can't believe God actually exerts this much physical power.

A simple chorus... …. Anyway.

The memory of grumbling and laughing at the god of adventure has made me a little nervous.

Let's put aside the "how?" question.

Then why?

Why would God of Adventure do such a thing?

And why did the god of slowness get angry?

Hmm…….

How should I know?

“Kirikiri. I hope you can hear a lot of information if you add up your saved questions." ”

“Yes! ”

“Then... can you explain the gods? As much information as I can relate to it. Or the information you need. ”

Kirikiri ponders for a long time on a rhetorical question.

After a while, I began to recall how much thought had been cleared.

“Most of the reasons the gods care about you are to see if you are worthy to be their apostle. ”

Apostle.

A new concept has emerged.

“It's hard to get the attention of the gods. More like an apostle. Unknown condition must be met. ”

The shorter the horse becomes.

Do you think the more detailed the sentence, the faster the quota of information will decrease?

Once I shut up, I kept listening.

“You're an anomaly. Need to make a decision someday. ”

Looks like we're gonna have to decide something.

Will I be their apostle or not?

Should I choose one of the many gods I want as an apostle?

Kirikiri suddenly crouches and starts carving wood with his hands on the dirt floor.

Are you counting?

“Let me tell you a little bit about the God of Slowness. ”

“God of slowness? ”

“The god of slowness does not simply mean slow movement of objects or creatures. She is the one who follows the endless cycle of time without wavering and forever. ”

The description of the slow god seems a little omitted.

Once I hear that description....

“Like the Gospel……. ”

“Hang on. That was a bad word to say. ”

Looks like you got the point right.

I don't know what the god of slowness is or what the gods are doing, but I have a little sense about the concept that the god of slowness has.

He was not just a god whose movement meant slowness.

If the meaning of slowness in the first place had been limited to the speed of movement, then the deceptive move skill of flashing would not have been the power of a slow god.

Then what is the God of Adventure?

“No. I've run out of information. ”

You've almost finished your quota for the second floor?

The information about the gods is extremely expensive.

“Done. Then help me swap weapons." ”

“Yes!”

* * *

[Punisher's Hand Gun]

AP: 4-41

Description: A portable handgun that uses a combination of gunpowder and magic to cause a powerful explosion. Destroyed after 5 uses.

A weapon similar to a pistol.

Unlike handguns, they explode at close range instead of firing bullets.

Kirikiri said he needed it for a raid on the fifth floor, so he bought it without any worries.

Unfortunately, there is a limit of 5 uses, so I won't be able to test and shoot.

[Gladius blessed by the nameless god]

AP: 11

Description: A very hard shortsword blessed by an unnamed god who is being forgotten by people.

Additional effects: The effect of God's blessing prevents the handle from slipping from your hand, unless you want it to.

I have never heard of such a small and practical blessing from God.

In fact, since the power stats have increased and the grip strength has increased, the handle will slide and the knife will not swing.

Still, the added sense of stability of the grip serves as a sufficient advantage.

‘Unless the user wants to.’ It is also good.

I am not worried about unnecessarily overwhelming myself because of the effects of blessings, even when I quickly fix it in reverse.

A two-edged sword the same size as the one you used before.

I bought it because it was a ripe weapon in my hand.

[Bloody Barbarian Warrior's Outer Day Sword]

AP: 14

Description: The greatest warg rider in history used to be a shampoo.

Additional effects: Magic or magical enhancements are not applied.

I don't know what a shampoo is, but from the description, it looks like an outdoor sword made for horseback riding.

Let's cut to the chase and see if we can call the Warg Rider's weapon a horseman's weapon.

First of all, I don't even know what a Warg Rider is.

A characteristic is that it is longer than three times the length of Gladius.

And heavy swords and heavy weights.

Nevertheless, if you look at the length of the handle, it is definitely a one-handed sword.

It is characterized by its lightweight black outer blade, usually worn with one hand.

This sword is too heavy for a normal person to lift with both hands.

I noticed it in some Warg chatter, but it doesn't look like it was used by a human.

Of course, if it's my strength, I can use it without effort.

We are in battle with a deceptive mover that is superior to the opponent in speed and blinking.

I think a cutting edge riding sword would be useful.

Above all, after entering the fourth floor, he continued to regret the lack of long and heavy heavy heavy weapons.

You're not used to it yet, but you have a different trait than Gladius, which should help with the battle.

And I needed to deal with different kinds of swords to grow my swordsmanship skills.

Add-ons are usually like a blessing in a game, or an enchantment effect.

It doesn't matter because you don't know how to write anyway.

[Sturdy Steel Round Shield]

DP: 10

Description: Strong. An old-fashioned decoration engraved on it. Used.

… I ran out of points.

I almost spent all of those points on buying two handguns and two swords.

They were weaponry of reasonably high prices…….

This is how scary impulse purchasing is.

Kirikiri next to him said, "Yes! This is so good! It's a perfect weapon for you! If I say, I don't worry about it, I just scream.

Let's collect points and replace the shield next time...

“Well done, then. Kirikiri. See you later. ”

Now that we've got new gear, it's time to get moving again.

Kirikiri waves to see me off as I head for the portal.

“Yes! Come on! Bye! Don't worry too much! ”

Are you worried about me?

I thought he would wave and ask me to buy a cake, but he unexpectedly said encouragement.

“Next time, you have to buy me a cake! ”

Haha. Why didn't you say something?

I spent all my points on buying equipment and couldn't buy you a cake this time.

The next time I saw him, I waved my hand to Kirikiri, pledging to buy him a cake.