The Tutorial Is Too Hard

“Hmmm!”

I coughed loudly to clear up the embarrassment.

Unfortunately, the Goblin King did not respond to the sound of my coughing.

I don't think I heard it.

“Mmm-hmm!”

I coughed again.

Luckily, the Goblin King responded this time.

You pause, then tilt your head back to work.

… damn it.

“Ahem! Ahem! ”

The passing mayor called for a cough.

If you don't hear this, you have hearing problems.

Or a problem with excessive libido.

Please stop, please!

* * *

Finally, I was able to face the Goblin King.

The Goblin King jumped out of his crib in a hurry, dressed in a robe, and asked me as soon as he saw me.

“What are you! ”

It was a key question all at once.

If there's a problem, it's hard to answer that question.

Not because I didn't want to reveal myself, I wasn't sure who I was either.

What should I say about myself?

I thought about it for a while.

“Assassin.”

That was a pretty good answer.

Of course, it was not a good answer for the Goblin King.

The green face hardened rapidly.

And the sheer, old Goblin momentum that was dragged out of the bed changed.

Before, I was embarrassed and couldn't even get myself right, but the Goblin King quickly recovered his sudden attitude.

In front of the crisis, I was rather impressed.

I honestly admired the Goblin who turned an uninvited man into a king who met an assassin in his bedroom at dawn.

He was a Goblin King who showed off his good looks again.

“I thought I'd never lose sight of the realm of men. ”

I think so, too.

Even the guards I encountered in the fortress were not seen as hostile to Humans, but rather let them pass without inspection.

The city itself is friendly and not wary of humans.

“Merchants Guild? You want to kill me and influence the city. But I don't know how. ”

The Goblin King continued to speak calmly.

He was calm, but not calm.

There's no need to say this to an assassin.

Nothing.

I'm just going to take my time and put my thoughts in my head, and I'm just going to say something reasonable.

I didn't call the guards or anything.

I made some pretty loud noises in this bedroom.

The guard standing outside hasn't responded to it, which means I've already dealt with them.

“It doesn't mean there are rare minerals or specialties on this land. ”

I needed a more nutritious conversation.

“I am not an assassin from the realm or the League. ”

“... Then who sent it? ”

Common sense is not an answer for an assassin.

That's why I was able to avoid answering comfortably.

“I don't know.”

The Goblin King thinks of a way to clear this situation and stops speaking.

Instead, he focused on me.

It was a positive response

“There's one more question I'd like you to answer. ”

The Goblin King did not slow his nerves, but he could not hide the relief and hope in his eyes.

I thought my goal might be to deliver a message or warn, not assassinate.

But my goal was really simply to ask this question.

“Have you ever done anything against the gods' will? Or a serious threat to world peace. ”

When I saw a message asking me to kill someone, I didn't have to ask questions.

The target was known criminals, such as Necromancers, Doppelgängers, and Demon Kings, who usually threaten world peace.

But this Goblin King was different.

The height was great, and humanly... no, as a Goblin, you showed me a wonderful face.

The city was peaceful and resilient.

It was a stage with no elements that would be a lower problem.

However, the tutorial demanded that you defeat the Goblin King and forced you to defeat numerous Goblin soldiers in the process.

I wondered why.

If there's really no reason.

Did they really attack a peaceful city with no problems to test the challengers?

I wanted to know that.

Maybe the goal of the tutorial stage is not devoted to good and evil at all.

It's not that he doesn't understand.

The gods in this tutorial don't look so good in the first place.

Monsters are invading the Earth and hell is spreading.

In the meantime, there are some who say, "If the gods who bring people to be superhumans aren't good, what's good?"

The community alone is quite friendly to the gods of the tutorial.

Compared to the indigenous religions of the Earth, those who praise them are the anchors.

Especially those who experienced the monsters' disturbance and entered the tutorial.

Some study the doctrines of the gods and refer to themselves as God's disciples.

However, none of the challengers on Hell difficulty praised the goodness of the gods.

At least not that I know of.

The Goblin King was silent for a moment in my question.

It was a strange reaction.

I wonder what that would mean if it were normal.

“Are you an apostle of God? ”

I felt a slight tremor in my voice.

Looks like he's got a point.

I nodded my head to confirm.

Technically, I wasn't an apostle.

At least it was something bismeric.

[The God of Adventure is pleased.]

Huh? Why does God of Adventure suddenly rejoice?

All of a sudden.

[The god of slowness gives someone a cotton ball.]

[The God of Duel denies someone's morale.]

[Death God ridicules someone.]

[The god of adventure is anxious.]

I don't know what they're doing amongst themselves, but I decided to ignore them and focus on the Goblin King.

The Goblin King is noticeably uneasy.

“What was he up to? Be honest.”

I asked solemnly with a more apostatic tone.

“Well, we didn't make it. How I got it, and I just dreamed that it might fulfill my personal wishes. ”

Crafting, acquisition, and hope.

Keywords came out.

“Bring it.”

“Yes?”

“Bring it to me, show it to me. ”

I don't know what it is.

“Yes, yes. ”

“Don't try to run away or call the soldiers. If I don't have enough time to prove your innocence within that time, I will proceed as planned. ”

That's how much of a threat we can make.

The Goblin King seems to think I'm an apostle of God sent to punish myself.

“Wait here for a moment. ”

The Goblin King finally left the room.

I recalled a conversation I had a while ago alone in an empty room.

“Hey……. ”

It wasn't empty!

There was a partner left with the Goblin King.

She took the robe and wore it a while ago, anxious and asked me.

“May I... be excused? ”

“Oh, yes, please. ”

I told the Goblin woman going out the gate of Huddak.

“Many apologies! ”

Of course, the Goblin woman closed the door and left the room before saying good-bye.

I waited in the Goblin King's Bedroom, waiting to get my thoughts straight.

* * *

The Goblin King returned in a long time.

I returned just before I decided to go after the Goblin King.

“If you had come a little later, I would have gone to get you. ”

“Seo, did I run away from the apostle? ”

I don't think so.

The Goblin King is breathing heavily and is sweating quite a bit.

I seem to have been busy running around to get this stuff quickly.

Or looking for the guards who were overwhelmed by me.

“That would have been fun if you'd run away. ”

“But it wouldn't have been fun for me. Haha... ”

He laughs if he feels anxious.

With a rotten grin, of course.

What the Goblin King brought was a black sphere.

A sphere full of one hand was made of manly material and weighed very heavily.

“I told you, we got it by accident, and we didn't make or process it. ”

“I thought I heard that this was supposed to make a wish. ”

“I did... but I haven't tried yet. ”

It was before I tried.

Is the concept of this stage a challenge sent to kill the king to stop that attempt?

So what happens after that?

And what is this sphere that defies the will of the gods?

At least the Goblin King thinks this sphere is the cause.

I looked around at the sphere, but I couldn't feel anything else.

It sounded like a great artifact, but I didn't feel a handful of magic in this embodiment.

How did they intend to use this sphere?

Rather, I tried to put my magic into it.

The magical power is pushed away from the sphere.

It felt like it was full of other magical forces.

Is it a stone with magical properties?

“How did you get your wish? ”

“I heard it's possible to use the power inside. The wizards said……. ”

Power in the sphere.

There's something in here.

[All the gods of the vaccine are watching you.]

[The gods of the vaccine are anxious.]

I absorbed the spherical force.

It's like sucking magic.

Nothing felt absorbed.

It was like trying to absorb into the air with nothing.

But...

Something is absorbing from me.

Something was pouring into me that I didn't feel.

Nevertheless, I couldn't figure out what it was, and I couldn't feel it.

The strange sensation suddenly gave me goosebumps.

It was a worse experience than I thought, when something I couldn't figure out came into me.

[The gods of the vaccine begin to vote.]

[Yes: 94 votes, 4 votes to the contrary, 2 votes to the contrary.]

[Force is triggered by a majority vote.]

[The gods of the vaccine begin to vote.]

[Yes: 95 votes, 4 votes to the contrary, 1 vote to the contrary.]

Messages were suddenly blurry.

And before I knew what it meant, my body was moved.

When I opened my eyes again after a brief flash, the place where I was standing was not the Goblin King's bedroom.

I was in the entrance area of the stage on the fifth floor.

What is this?

* * *

[24th, Day 2. 8: 40]

It is not yet time to move from stage four to stage five.

Then it also means that I was forcibly moved by the votes of the gods.

Just like the gods of adventure used to force me to move on the fourth floor.

I was not in a pleasant mood.

No more swinging around by other people.

I wondered why, apart from being in a bad mood.

Forcing a challenger to move is not a four-story concept, and there must be a good reason to move me.

The first thing I could think of was the black sphere.

And the mysterious power absorbed from the black sphere.

The power of being absorbed into my body and proving its identity, I can neither feel nor perceive it.

The power was now bound in my right arm.

I couldn't feel the power, but I know exactly who I am and am watching my body.

It was possible to determine the location of undetectable foreign objects and to erect walls to prevent them from spreading elsewhere.

I focused on the forces that are tied to my arms.

I wanted to stand up and feel something in that power that I didn't feel.

About an hour later, I was able to clear up a few things.

First of all, it has similar properties to magical power.

Secondly, someone didn't do anything magical to hide the identity of this power.

At least at my level, I thought I was.

Third, I felt one feeling while observing this power for an hour.

It was an abstract feeling, but I could be sure that the experience had made me accustomed to it.

The sensation felt from this power resembled the sacred power contained in the power.