The Tutorial Is Too Hard

[Lee Yeon-hee]

‘Give my regards to Zahra to Kirikiri. ’

Would things have been different if I hadn't listened to him.

I don't know.

After completing a 40-story stage, the God of Nature spoke about controlling information against a tutorial challenger.

Controlling information through privacy and keywords.

And I was implied that I was involved in such control.

I asked Kirikiri to tell me the truth.

Kirikiri just laughed.

As usual.

Like eating cake, chatting, spending time like that.

He always comforted me and smiled as he was so precious.

Positive, without denial.

The answer was clear.

I'd rather Kirikiri tell me the truth.

But Kirikiri never told the truth, nor lied, as he had always done.

It was easy to see that the keyword for information control was "grow."

I was keeping all the messages and letters I had with him.

It was not difficult to find one of those records that felt like a warm word.

Besides, even back then, I asked what Zahra was.

He didn't answer, and I went on like a nickname or a slang that only Kirikiri and you know.

The feeling I felt at that time was jealousy.

I was jealous of the connection between the two of them who wouldn't tell me about you or Kirikiri.

I think I want to get in the middle of it.

The point where he made me say the keywords was when I was about to challenge him on the 6th floor.

The sixth floor was one of the most challenging stages.

It was also a stage that had been frozen for months.

Every day, Skeleton Soldiers barfed their arms and legs on rusted knives, spitting blood out in pieces with a magical rush.

Whenever the contracted spirit disappeared, I fainted with the pain of plucking out my hair.

I had to cut off my leg flesh to find a new spirit and try to enchant the contract with a medium.

In those days, all I could see was my blood and flesh and decaying skeletons.

All I could hear in my ears was the screaming and screaming of the Skeleton Commanders.

There was always the smell of blood and rot on the end of my nose.

I had hallucinations even when I was in the waiting room because of the constant pain.

Thanks to your help and preparation, there was no serious death crisis.

It was a ruined day that I wished I was better off dead.

Before clearing, it was the only joy I had when I couldn't even meet Kirikiri until I exchanged letters with him.

I wanted to quit right away, but I got strength from reading the letter and went on without sitting down.

But you.

At that time, I was using the letter to deceive me and thinking of writing as a square on the 61st floor.

“... Are you listening? ”

Actually, a long time before I came in.

When I first came in, the man comforted me, but I was sure glad.

That's not because someone who is a colleague and Savior came in....

“Hey, are you listening? ”

“I'm listening. ”

I answered the man who was talking earlier.

Recently, this fascination and reminiscence has become more frequent.

While talking to others, I was like this.

It seems more awkward to talk to someone.

“Anyway, I've never seen a dirty twist like you before. ”

I said something, and it was boring again.

The man who was talking to me earlier was a challenger for the Hell difficulty of another dimensional tutorial.

I met him on the mainline of the Pantheon.

“How can there be only two survivors and two of them make it to the 60th floor? It's amazing.”

He was a capable and useful man.

I just said a lot of dirty things.

“How can it not work systematically, that. ”

I can't.

The gods want to somehow check the situation on the 60th floor.

That was the deal in the first place.

They'll push me to the 60th floor at any cost.

“Are you confident? ”

It was a question I had already asked many times, but I had no choice but to ask again.

I wasn't confident.

“Of course. You're nervous because you don't know what an apostle means. The Apostle means there is a God with him. Maybe you should be an apostle, too. You said you had a lot to offer.”

Sadora.

I had many suggestions, but I did not accept the apostolic position.

Even if I became an apostle, I was not sure that I could defeat him.

If you say this, the gods won't like it.

When I came along, I had to leave at least one hole to survive.

He always taught me that.

Everything is a matter of chance.

Always keep a close eye on the odds, and focus on them.

I was deliberately slowing down the target, and he told me that he could get out of the 60th floor by himself.

I don't think that's a lie.

If you disappear, the chances of me leaving the tutorial on my own will disappear.

I had no choice but to bet on the slightest chance of victory, rather than being wiped out forever.

One question was why you were waiting for me instead of just leaving the 60th floor.

Of course I asked you to wait, but that's not all the more reason.

It could be a lie.

Being able to get out of the tutorial alone is probably just a lie to get me up here fast.

Then my odds on the 61st floor will be even higher.

However, the problem was that it was not a lie.

“The feeling of God's power on my body is so true. I can't explain this without going through it. I feel like I've covered everything up before. ”

I ignored the man who was endlessly talking about the uninterested story and avoided his position.

I returned to the room I was staying in.

It was quiet again.

I wanted to get out of this silence once.

When I met people and faced a noisy situation, I thought it would be easier.

It was a shame.

I was upset. I was disappointed.

I kept thinking that.

If I hadn't said that keyword.

So if Kirikiri hadn't fooled me...

If I had the information on 61st floor in time.

Maybe they didn't split up like this.

Even so, I would have felt betrayed.

Still, I would have been able to unravel this frustration by being angry.

Even if things were wrong, we could have found a way together.

It may not have been completely divided and disconnected.

It was stupid.

I know, I know.

Even if I did, what I was sacrificed on the 61st floor wouldn't be different.

But I kept thinking that.

If I had done something different.

Could there have been another end?

A little better ending.

- Beep…….

Suddenly, there was a ringing in my ears.

Someone else triggered the alarm.

First, we built a boundary around the room.

Don't let anyone in.

After several layers of defense, I focused my mind again.

The alarm sounds when someone approaches one of my identities.

You brought the alarm into one of the identities that triggered it.

The place where the body of the identity opened its eyes was in front of the public server portal.

In front of the portal was a woman about four metres tall.

It was a familiar face.

I was one of the challengers on Hell's difficulty level.

He was also an apostle of any god.

“Where are you going? ”

“In your neighborhood. Did I say Earth?”

The woman replied without being surprised by my sudden appearance.

Why on Earth?

“Why Earth Servers. ”

The woman replied with a difficult look.

“Information collector. ”

“I thought I gave you all the information. ”

“Th-that's it, but I need to find out. I have a proposition for you over there. ”

I wonder what that stupid woman is talking about.

I definitely prohibited contact.

“Tie him up.”

The restraining spirit is visible.

A spirit in the form of a tight chain restrains the woman's body.

The woman looks ridiculous rather than struggling to get away from it.

“What are you doing? ”

There's no escape from that restraint.

It's a tool that has been upgraded and refined for a long time to defeat you.

Now it is a concept that cannot even be called a spirit.

“Do you know what you're doing? You're suppressing an apostle of God. ”

“I know.”

I triggered the seal that I had set in place.

It is not a solution to prevent God's work.

It was a setback to get away from God's eyes for a moment.

It was a matter of God's quick disappearance when he wielded his power, but unfortunately God cannot intervene immediately.

God can project his power at no cost to the apostle.

But procedures are necessary.

I don't know exactly what the procedure is, but it will take approximately 30 seconds to a minute.

30 seconds.

It was enough time to kill someone.

I pulled the bow out of my inventory and hung a prepared black arrow in the demonstration.

“Y-you crazy bitch! Do you even know what you're doing?! ”

Of course I knew.

He was trying to kill the Apostle.

Of course, it can prevent you from going to Earth Servers with moderate power demonstrations.

But I couldn't miss the opportunity to kill the apostle.

Aim for the heart of the woman.

Protested.

“Aaaaah! Release it now! You crazy bitch, you don't know the first thing about being thankful to someone for trying to help! God must have you...! ”

The black arrow pierces the apostle's heart.

Despite Barack's screams, she seems to have tried to defend herself, but the Black Arrow nullifies all attempts.

Black marks spread rapidly through the woman's body, centered on the black arrow.

I was wearing long clothes, so I had to look at my face and check it out.

The black marks immediately filled the end of the woman's forehead.

“… Sal, save……. ”

“Eat.”

Along with the starter fish, a black arrow begins to suck the woman's body.

A woman's body, bitten by a black mark, is drawn to the black arrow in a flash.

Within ten seconds, only the spirit of tying and the black arrow remained where the woman was.

It was too simple.

The Black Arrow is retrieved and the Bound Spirit is put back into invisible mode.

Then, after a little time left, I felt the power of God.

The seals I had set in motion were broken.

[The God of Destruction is furious!]

[Voting begins.]

[yes: 386; no: 6,422]

That was it.

The Almighty Temple decided not to intervene in the apostle's death.

[The God of Destruction is angry with you.]

[The god of nothingness has a bad feeling about you.]

[The god of nothingness stares at you.]

[The god of nothingness…….]

Ignored the message and switched to invisible mode.

You allow the portal to continue surveillance, then unmount it and return to the main body.

It was a small and quiet room again.

This is why I did not accept the apostle's duty.

At the very least, within this tutorial, an apostle cannot guarantee that he or she will win.

Maybe you don't know what I found out.

I didn't think so.

I squatted down in a small room full of boundaries.

I feel anxious again.

Time was running out.

Soon you will go up to the 60th floor to meet him.

I was afraid of that.

When I met him, I just wanted to be able to play without any color.

* * *

[Ehochi]

When I was ready to go home and playing card games with Dragon Dragon, Park Junga called me.

I have a guest coming to see me.

I remember meeting all the guests who were trying to meet me.

I told her I wouldn't see her again, even if another guest showed up.

However, Park Jeong Ah went to the Vigilante Headquarters for a reason.

Yong-yong left it to the people.

In the meantime, I have met many guests, but I have not met many pleasant times.

And I strongly thought that this meeting would be the same.

“An apostle.”

“Yes, it is. ”

A short man replies.

He seemed to be well-mannered from head to toe.

Although the key was only slightly larger than dragon, it could feel like a mature person.

“What is the Apostle's business with me...? ”

“We demand a return of power. ”

Something is coming.

Damn it.

What should I do? Should I run away with Dragon?

[Don't panic, just finish listening.]

I can't help it.

I never thought I'd see an apostle like this return the power I stole.

“I-I didn't steal it to steal the power. I was actually standing still, and the gods just grabbed me. I just came home because it was a burden. Yes, I intend to steal it from the beginning……. ”

I just started making excuses.

In fact, I was considering stealing a lot from the middle.

With more lies added to the theft, my conscience began to hurt even more.

“No, it's not about you. ”

“… Yes? ”

The man, who was too small to sit, spoke calmly.

“The God of Duels wants to reclaim the power and opponent designation that he gave to Challenger Lee Ho-jae. ”

[Don't bullshit me. Tell him to get lost.]

The hawk spits his filth right away.

Of course I didn't take it back.

“You will be well rewarded for the hostile designation, as the power that was rightfully handed over to Mr. Lee Ho-jae. ”

[Call.]