The Tutorial Is Too Hard

After defeating the two demons, you continue walking, and a small door appears.

There was a number written on the front door.

[007]

I opened the door wondering what the number means.

Opening the door, a small space appeared.

How small was it? It was as small as the one I used to live in.

And there were twelve demons gathering in this narrow space.

It was a fun scene.

The demons are divided into two hands, facing each other with weapons.

Five on one side, seven on the other.

I think I just opened the door as soon as the fight started.

The eyes of the excited demons turned side-by-side towards me.

“Oh, I don't care. Just get to work. I'll wait a bit. ”

According to the two demons I met earlier, the rules of the event are close to the Battle Royale.

You must kill a thousand demons to earn that Token before you can pass the Qualification.

So I thought this event would basically go back to private warfare.

But the two demons rather said that most demons are a group, and the clashes of forces between the large groups are intense.

So how do we interpret what's going on in this little room?

I had a lot of questions.

So I decided to take a step back and watch them, rather than get into their fights.

After the fight, you can ask the winner and solve any questions you have.

With that thought, I closed the door and leaned against it.

The twelve demons are still staring at me with their stupid faces.

Is there a rule about outsiders not being allowed to watch in combat?

“Come on, don't fight. ”

I want you to fight fast.

I'm not only curious about this place, but also about the power of demons.

Of course, I slapped the two demons I had just met, but they're probably just as insignificant as the ones near the entrance.

The demons you encountered earlier, the demons you encountered now, were quite the amount of magic.

However, I did not feel or feel the fierce aura or evil Margie.

I also wondered why I didn't feel it from the demons.

At that time, a demon said to me,

“Help me!”

Among the demons with the skin of the red lineage, it was a demon with a particularly blue glow.

It was a subtle purple skin.

He had a skeleton necklace around his neck.

The tallest of the demons here was a girl.

There are more factions in both factions.

In other words, he was a demon of the upper-class class.

So I couldn't immediately understand what she was saying.

“Why?”

“I'll give you a token! ”

I wanted to ask why she was so desperate looking for help, but the Demon Girl seems to think I should help her.

I thought about it for a moment.

If you give me a token, will you kill me?

I don't think so.

I'll give you one of the scriptures he keeps, so you'll want me to fight with him.

Then another demon, who was confronting the herd of girls, cried out.

Unlike the girl who looked urgent, she had a relaxed voice.

“Coming in from that direction, are you a rookie? Or is it one of those lies about being kicked out of the gate? Either way, stay in it, if you don't want to die with them. ”

As expected, the demons near the entrance have fallen apart.

[There doesn't seem to be any difference between the demons and the demons.]

Ceresia said.

I think so, too.

Even if there was a slight difference.

That little difference looked a little suspicious.

To me it felt like the difference between a regular person on a boxing stamp and a regular person who hates sports.

The devil who threatened me gave me an unpleasant look when I did not respond to him.

“You'd better make a good choice. We are allies with the Kragor group. If you disobey us, you will pay the price. No, if you kick them out and take this room with us, I'll let you have a seat. This room can hold up to seven people anyway. ”

Kragor Group, Rooms and Capacity.

These are keywords of information that can meet my needs.

I decided what to do next and tried to move on.

The silent sword notices it and gives a rattling sound.

You pause for a moment at the vibration.

[Warrior, can I do it? for performance testing. Please. Aiiing.]

He's got a nosebleed in his mouth.

It gives me goosebumps whenever I hear the voice of a thick middle-aged man apart from my tone.

I wanted to get into my inventory right away, but I also felt I needed a performance test, so I decided to skip it.

Prior to clearing the 29th floor and entering the 30th floor, Kirikiri told me that the locked items were now available for purchase.

I bought a lot of new items because I've collected a lot of points over the years.

The first things I bought were books related to magic.

I also bought elixirs, potions, and basic equipment.

The last purchase was a weapon enhancement scroll.

Typically, it was not a scroll that enhanced the blade's performance or durability.

If you think about the performance of the sword, you can only enhance it.

Instead, everything I bought was a magic enchantment scroll exclusively for Ego Sword.

Among them, two scrolls were applied to the sword.

The Fly Magic and Blink Magic.

Both magic was high magical and could not be used by the Sword itself, and it was added by scrolling.

The 30-floor residential area had already finished the pilot and left performance testing alone.

“Yes, you do it. ”

[Yep. Hoo, hoo, hoo, you know I love you, right? Yes, I know the warrior loves me. Pretend you're not meeting, you shy bastard!]

The sword used magic to make my insides rumble.

Once you've cleared this floor, look for the scroll with the Silence Enchant feature.

I was thinking about it, but the Dagger escaped the sword by himself using Fly's magic.

And he said grisly.

[I'm sure we can kill them all, right? Hoo, hoo, hoo.]

“No, it's not. Over there, take out five guys on the lucky side of the group or something. ”

[Yes? There are fewer over there!]

“Yes, the enemy. ”

The demons' bodies harden instantly.

I was so easily aware of my tension and fear.

As I walked out of my sword and saw the sword start to fly through the air, the demons just trembled.

My relaxed attitude disappeared a moment ago.

That's weird.

[Sword Outboots, on the move!]

A flying sword suddenly speeds up into the air and flies toward the demons.

The speed was fast enough for me.

The first targeted demon somehow responds to the speed of the sword.

You move the shield in your hand, bringing it into the orbit of the flying sword.

However, the sword used enchanted magic.

Blink.

The sword leaps over the shield and pierces the demon's throat.

The Devil's grip, magical power, etc. were not a problem at all.

There are many errors in that sword.

The first target, the devil, falls, and his companions start to turn and run.

But I couldn't stop the pursuit of the sword, and they hunted me down one by one.

Despite the pattern of stabbing variability, the sword also attempts to cut by rotating its handle about the center axis while stopping sharply during Fly magic.

Performance tests were successful.

It takes less than 30 seconds to deal with the five targeted demons.

[Hoo, hoo, hoo, demon blood! I need more Hot Devil's Blood!]

Unlike usual, this crazy sword uses magic to shout out its own voice.

The seven remaining demons were able to hear it, and soon they began to tremble in terror.

“Stop it, you lunatic. ”

Like a dung fly on mosquito repellent, I caught a glowing sword flying in the air and retrieved it.

* * *

“If it's so important, you don't have to give it to me. ”

“No, thanks! Please let me! ”

I gave it to the voice of the Desperate Demon Girl.

This made eight tokens in total.

If I add the tokens I had from the beginning, there are nine in total.

Five of the six tokens I obtained this time were kept in my pocket.

The tokens disappeared as soon as I put them in my pocket.

I put the remaining token in the sub-space bag.

According to an explanation from the Demon Girl, there are several rules around tokens.

The token is automatically credited when you first put it in the place where it was stored.

Established Tokens cannot be redeemed until death.

In my case, the pants pocket became that place.

In the pocket of my trousers, I was able to store my tokens indefinitely, regardless of the number of thousand or 10,000.

And the tokens in my pants pocket can't be taken out until I die and drop them.

Therefore, the tokens that you want to use for exchanges, trading, etc. should be stored elsewhere.

The last rule regarding tokens is.

“As I said before, the value of the token is enormous. You have to do me a favor.... ”

“Okay, okay. ”

The Demon Girl has been repeating that word for a long time.

Tokens are said to have tremendous value.

If you give the token to the enemy even if you are at risk of death, you can get it out of the enemy's mercy in most cases.

It was not official, but it seemed like an implicit rule.

The dizziness feels like a single token.

It's literally the price of life.

The token that the Demon Girl gave was also dropped by someone who died.

“Did you even think about giving those enemies a token? ”

“Yes.”

“May I ask why? ”

“They'll be back any minute. Or send other colleagues. If you take the token like that, there will be nothing left. ”

Yeah, I guess so.

I've already heard why the demons are fighting.

There are also rules about 'rooms’, such as the rules concerning tokens.

Each room is limited in capacity.

In this room, the number you see in front of the door is exactly seven.

Next, minimal survival is guaranteed in the room.

No hunger and no energy consumption.

You don't have to sleep.

It means that there is no need for activities to sustain life.

It looked similar to the effects of the waiting room.

It was different when there was no treatment.

In this place without light, crops, or animals, it is the surest way to survive.

That's why demons fight over rooms.

“But we did find a decent room. ”

I said that without thinking.

The power of the people gathered in the room was not that great.

In fact, I fell very far.

What would you do if you were strong with race traits, sharp senses, and full of magical power?

They were ordinary people.

It is said that each of them were demons in their own businesses before the event began.

The seven gathered here are all from the same town.

Devil's life, I feel like something doesn't fit.

There was a reason why the enemy demons were shrinking even though the numbers were higher and the level difference from the opposing Pokémon was not significant.

What I felt when I saw the two groups of demons was the level difference between peasants and gangsters.

So I was surprised that they were occupying a room.

How did they take over a room that looked so well positioned?

“I paid the rent……. As a token.”

“Is there any security service for the rental? ”

The Demon Girl points at the bodies lying on the ground.

“They work for the devil who rented this room. ”

I didn't immediately understand.

Only after the Demon Girl added a little more explanation could I understand.

Those dead demons rented this room to them, and they tried to raid it right away.

If they didn't want to die, they had just been kicked out of the rental room or continued to offer more tokens.

Quite an efficient collection method.

Once you receive a token, you must send it to them, or you must pay for it, but at the same time you can scrape up what's left of it.

I got up from my seat.

My sudden movements put fear back in the eyes of the demons.

They were afraid of me, even though I helped them.

I felt strange.

Seeing me, the demons felt a bit strange themselves.

And it was a pity.

“Do you have a map? ”

There was.

I received a map of the corridor connecting the rooms here.

“And tell me where the group they were talking about is. ”

The Demon Girl curiously marked its location on the map.

I checked the location and took out a token that I put in the spatial bag and returned it to the Demon Girl.

You tell the bewildered Demon Girl that it's a map and information price, and then leave the room.

[Where are you going?]

“Where the groups are. ”

Groups stockpile lots of tokens.

To go up with my colleagues.

Moreover, tokens are used as a means of trading and as a means of rescue.

Even the groups who didn't intend to go up were stockpiling tokens.

The larger, stronger the group, the more tokens they would have.

A little while ago, there were at least seven tokens you can get from a passing little room.

At most, it must be between ten and twenty.

I didn't want to fill a thousand pieces by picking up just that number.

It's cumbersome, it takes a long time.

We should rob the place of hundreds of tokens from the beginning.

I told Sergia and the Sword what I thought.

Serenia is silent for a moment and asks me again.

[Is that really the only reason?]

I wonder why she asks me why.

It's been three months since I've been with her.

He always hung out with me.

There should have been enough time to get to know me.

So I answered honestly.

“I don't want to attack those who aren't enemies. ”

[Some of the people I've met have begged for forgiveness and mercy from the warrior.]

Of course I killed them without a worry.

[There were more who turned their backs and fled.]

I chased them down and killed them, as if it were natural.

[Some were weak enough to die from the sword of a warrior.]

I didn't care about their weakness at all.

[I want to know the difference between them and them.]

In retrospect, I think it's always been like this.

Serenia has always wanted to know about me.

So I listened to the reasons for my judgment, and I tried to use them to infer my intentions and personality.

Maybe it's her habit.

“Enemies. They try to kill me, attack me, steal me, or stop me. I didn't think about the circumstances of those who oppose me. I always will be. ”

Any adversary, or any member of such an organization, had once been considered an enemy.

And I did not compromise on the enemy alone.

Even if he had a conversation to find out information, he must have been executed afterwards.

It was not a matter of morality.

It was a way of life.

Even the slightest crack is a hellish difficulty that leads to a life-threatening crisis.

Giving mercy to an enemy or potential enemy is too dangerous.

[Okay, got it.]

After the conversation, I started walking again.

As I walked and walked, I doubted myself about my answer.

There were exceptions.

Meet me on the 16th floor.

They were definitely enemies to me, but they had reconciled and lived together.

Even though one of them was a Doppelgänger hiding himself.

I was confused.

The line I had drawn was not as clear as I thought.

I looked inside for reasons I had hidden.

Rather than rethinking my thoughts, I felt like I was reasoning the principle of other people's behavior.

After a while, I had to correct my thoughts.

It was a matter of morality, and at the same time it was a way of survival.

To protect my spirit.

After what happened on the 18th floor, I didn't want to hurt people who didn't want to fight with me as much as possible.

What happened that day was traumatic to me.

So I distinguished those who were not enemies from enemies.

And I was more and more hostile to my enemies.

Instead of harming those who are not enemies.

I just left with at least seven tokens in front of me for those hidden reasons.

Give him another token for information.

The worries went deeper and deeper.

This will definitely be my weakness.

Should I solve or ignore this newly discovered problem?