The Tutorial Is Too Hard

[Lee Hyung-jin]

[Lee Hyun-jin, 16th Floor: Can you do it?]

[Hojae Lee, 60th Floor: Of course you can. There's a big difference between you and me now. Don't worry too much.]

I reread the message of the conversation I just had.

Read it over and over again.

My brother firmly believed I could clear 17 floors without a problem.

There were various grounds for belief.

Magic enabled or not.

On the 17th floor, my brother told me that he couldn't use magic.

In fact, this difference is large.

Magic skills don't determine everything, but opposing Pokémon who don't know about magic lose their ability to cope.

And it was important how strong and better to deal with magic than fly.

Next item difference.

The hallucinating items contained only a longsword, two daggers, and a small and medium-sized shield on the basic equipment.

Of course, I heard you have a variety of potions, but it was nothing compared to what I have more than anyone else.

My brother said he didn't improve his skills and did not see the use of items well, but the items always showed more effectiveness than I had.

Finally, it was the difference in basic stats.

I told my brother the stats at the time and compared them to my stats.

The stamina stats were almost the same, and I was a big step ahead of them.

And in the case of agility, it was almost twice as different.

The fact that there is twice the difference in agility also meant that we cannot lose without a dizzying skill difference.

No, the difference in agility is the difference in skill.

It's not the same speed as basic gestures.

For these reasons, my brother was beating my odds high.

But I was not myself.

Been preparing for a long time.

17th floor stage.

I've been thinking about this stage ever since my brother cleared 17 floors and told me about 17 floors.

I never expected to win on the 17th floor stage.

“Can I do it? ”

I asked by nature, not by message.

The person I was talking to was, of course, Kirikiri.

“Text 50073;.”

When Kirikiri asked about the 17th floor, he always said he didn't know.

When I first heard about the 17th floor.

Even now.

It may not be possible to act on its own to inform the correct outcome.

I took out my usual monster ball and held it in my hand.

This monster ball always reassured me.

Someday, when I thought I was going to lose it, I was comforted that this would be my lifeline.

With this monster ball, I was able to come all the way here.

I quietly stared at the monster ball, and my white hand grabbed it.

It was Kirikiri.

Kirikiri takes the monster's ball from my hand and runs hard toward the other side.

It stood still for a moment, drenched in confusion.

Irritation, anger, and anxiety that Kirikiri might actually take it away.

The next moment, I started running after Kirikiri.

Kirikiri's running was faster than I expected.

I could barely keep up with the Kirikiri when I felt desperate beyond the urgency.

You grab her neck.

“Shhh.”

Kirikiri stops moving like a cat as soon as he's caught by the back of his neck and is left hanging.

“What are you doing! ”

You shout and grab the Poké Ball in Kirikiri's hand with your other hand.

I felt anxious that I didn't want to be too harsh, but I felt calm when I held the monster ball.

“I told you before. You're gonna die because of that ball. ”

Kirikiri, who is still in my hands, stared me in the eye and said,

I was even more embarrassed when I said it with such a calm tone.

Just after returning from the race, Kirikiri looked at me holding a monster ball and said that.

I don't know why Kirikiri is so negative about monster balls.

I asked why several times.

But Kirikiri never answered me.

First, I dropped the Kirikiri and apologized.

It's not good to be rude to her.

“Can I use this now? ”

“I told you before, you can't send it on any other difficulty. ”

“Then you can send it to your brother. ”

Kirikiri shakes his head with a stiff expression.

“I'd advise against that. ”

“… why? ”

Kirikiri didn't answer again.

Eventually, I had to draw an analogy for myself.

Number one, neglected.

Your protection is essential for me to survive on stage after the 60th floor.

If you leave me alone, there's no chance I'll survive on my own.

Secondly, my brother will kill me.

In that twisted nature, I can be angry at the fact that I ran away.

He grabbed John Overton's arm and pulled him out for drinking and crying in the race.

Of course, I don't really want to kill myself, but it's another question of whether I'm actually going to die.

“Sort of. No matter how it goes, there won't be a good ending. ”

* * *

“Salvation.”

You sit alone in the field, muttering in silence.

There was someone who answered the muttering.

[You're worse, you're worse. Why didn't you just let me go?]

“... You gave me that because you knew I wouldn't let you go. Hiding the fact that I'm tired. It's nasty.”

His voice laughs.

[Anyway, thank you. Thanks to you, I had a lot of fun.]

His voice finally hides his presence in the field.

I muttered again.

“That sucks.”

* * *

[Lee Hyun-jin, 17th Floor: I'm coming in now.]

[Hojae Lee, 60th Floor: Yes. Be careful. Don't talk to the visions, just in case. Ignore anything you say.]

[Lee Hyun-jin, 17th Floor: Yes.]

He emphasized several times not to talk to the visions.

[Hojae Lee, 60th Floor: I don't know what the visions will reveal through conversations, even if there are system constraints. Just don't have the conversation.]

[Lee Hyun-jin, 17th Floor: Yes. Okay.]

[You are on the 17th floor stage.]

I grabbed the Poké Ball that I had tied around my neck with my necklace once again.

Thanks to this monster ball, I was able to make it this far.

In close despair, the Poké Ball seemed like a glimmer of hope to me.

It allowed me to have an optimistic outlook for a little while, and it opened my breath a little.

As soon as I entered the stage, I looked around.

What's unusual about the room is that it's completely invisible.

I saw a vision of my brother beyond, and there was a transparent wall between me and the vision.

[In 30 seconds, the 17th floor gate begins.]

Damn it.

I'll give you some more time.

As soon as I saw the message, I crouched to the ground and drew a magic circle.

I don't know how it works, but it's often used as a magician.

I worked hard to complete the enchantment in 30 seconds.

Until someone talks to me in their native voice.

“What, that? ”

“This, that……. ”

A familiar voice asked me with a monotonous tone, and I almost didn't know.

When I looked up in surprise, I saw a vision that was staring at me, crouching down to the front of the tent.

“What?”

I remembered the crow.

Sometimes when you walk down the street, there are cats and crows staring at you.

You can't attack people, and I know it's not dangerous to attack them, but sometimes you get anxious and scared.

It felt like that.

I know I can't attack you in the tent right now, but I felt like the vision would rush to me right away.

It's like you're holding a knife in front of your eyes.

I couldn't look away.

I was cautious, facing the vision, stiffened as if it were a statue.

[In 15 seconds, the Gateway begins.]

Only then did I wake up and duck my head.

When I didn't even look him in the eye, I regained my mind.

You tease your hands diligently to complete the enchantment for the remaining time.

“Wow. You're ignoring me. Search.”

I could feel the hairs on my arms standing up instantly.

I wonder who that could be.

That's a human being, a monster.

Monsters don't live like that.

[Gateway to 17th floor begins.]

After a short grace period, the veil disappeared.

The vision began to act as soon as the tabernacle disappeared.

Boom!

The vision flew in front of me.

I didn't even get a good look at it.

I knew what the technology was.

Stick a flashing torso.

It's a technique that my brother used to use at the time.

A technology that trusts in its own cuffs and runs straight into a deceptive glimmer.

Of course, I kept the guard on my chin that I knew well.

I've prepared an item that automatically creates a Magical Barrier when it hits from the outside.

The visions that hit the wall, not me, will be shocking.

I pulled the sword out of my inventory and swung it to make sure I didn't miss my chance.

The neck of the vision is a swinging sword, but the vision barely avoids it.

The repentance strikes out, but I still hold the reins.

I was able to continue the attack as I lost my welcome posture.

Given the speed difference, it was easier.

The vision generally prevents the attack.

However, not all attacks were completely prevented.

gradually, the scars on the body of the vision stretched.

The word "victory" crossed my mind.

If only I could defend it without giving you this advantage.

Boom!

The vision constantly trampled my foot.

Blinking, momentarily missing the use of flashing welcome.

Instead of using flashing dramatically, the vision dug in half a step forward at the time I was about to attack.

And I stepped on my feet instead of attacking.

The item has not been activated.

You swing your sword in reverse to counteract the vision you dug in too far, but the welcome attack was quicker.

The vision struck me in the jaw like an uppercut with a shield in my left hand.

Once again, a wall is formed, and the sound of a bang hampers the illusion's attack.

However, the reflexes caused the center of gravity to shift backwards.

In addition, the vision pushed my body straight towards me, and my body was also lumped and flipped back.

You hear a crouching sound as you twist your stepped ankle.

If you fall to the ground like this, you will be in a mounted position.

Die.

I had to escape.

I rushed my hands toward the welcome face and shouted the starter.

“Boom!”

There was an explosion in my hand with a short starter.

My body was moved backwards.

It was an evasive device coupled with an explosion that disturbed the field of view in a short distance teleport.

This was a chance for the visions to be distracted by the explosion in front of you.

I have driven the enchantment that I have prepared.

“Electric Field! ”

Puck!

I flew backward with a strong shock as soon as I heard the starter.

Whatever you did, the visions carried out an attack on me before the Electric Field broke through and shocked me.

It looks like the ribs are out.

I can't breathe right now.

I grabbed hold of my chest and looked at the vision.

You're welcome.

The vision strikes me instantly, but it never leaves the electric field.

The vision was bound by an electric steam that paralyzed the entire body.

“You son of a bitch... You're dead when this is over. I'll die right away!”

The vision repeated only the words of death, staring at me like a madman while being electrocuted.

The poisonous words gave me goose bumps.

Now I wonder if that's really a person.

I felt a strong pain in my chest as to how my ribs were broken, but I forcibly got up.

You must end your welcome before the electric field is over.

You rush towards the vision with your right hand still intact.

The moment I stabbed myself in the heart of the vision, the vision moved.

The vision, clearly unable to move a finger, raises its left hand to block the blade.

The blade pierced his palm, not the heart of the vision.

I twisted my blade reflectively, lowering my welcome hand and aiming for his heart again.

The vision shifts.

The vision shifted a rebellious footprint, a very short distance, only to his upper body.

The vision came to me for a moment and I put my teeth into my neck that had focused all my magic.

I lost my sight.

I hear a beeping tinnitus in my ears for a moment, and then I hear nothing.

When the dark vision returned, I was lying on the floor, and the vision was staring down at me.

I saw a vision of a piece of flesh on my mouth that looked like it was part of my neck.

My vision disappeared again after I took it out and spit it out.

* * *

“Hey, are you up? ”

I heard voices.

I'm not dead yet.

“If you wake up, open your eyes. ”

I didn't open my eyes.

First, we need to understand the situation…….

“Ahhhh!”

I screamed unknowingly at the sharp pain I felt on my lower body.

“Hurts, doesn't it? People pretending to be dead get up when they press here. ”

The vision of saying that casually sat on top of me.

I was pressing a critical point near my pelvis with one hand and holding a dagger against my neck.

“Help me, help me. Brother……. ”

I didn't want to die.

I didn't want to die here in vain.

“Of course I will. Why would I kill you, Hyun-jin? I have so many questions. ”

The vision said.

That said, hope rose again.

My brother knew me at the time.

If you could see and recognize me, you wouldn't kill me.

“Bro. Bro... Let me explain. I can explain. ”

I heard a voice.

The sensation seems to have cured it with an elixir, potion, or something.

It may be difficult to convince the visions that this is a stage, but we must do it.

It was our only chance.

“Yes. Let's start with the magic we used earlier. ”

”No. That's not the point, bro... Aah! ”

“I decide what's important, Hyun-jin. ”

It was only after I vomited all the magic I knew that I could start talking.

* * *

The vision did not listen to me directly, but doubted.

I thought the visions were real, that I was challenging the 17th floor.

He thought it was strange that the difficulty was higher on the 17th floor than Kirikiri's advice, but he felt that this side was better than the bland stage.

Moreover, I had a memory of the 16th floor, just before, so I didn't believe it any more.

He thought it was a stage that featured enemies like him and someone close to him.

Clear. Since the goal is defeated, it's a test stage to see if it can kill its last breath.

I had to convince him very carefully.

Words were also limited.

To the extent that the system was not constrained, it had to turn around and welcome itself to doubt and infer the answer.

“It's fake.”

”I understand you're suspicious of me because I'm a Doppelgänger. But if you listen quietly, you'll know I'm right. Brother.”

The vision listened to me for a long time, then asked again.

“I'm a fake? ”

I felt a glamour when I saw a vision asking the same question again.

I tried to ignore the glamour and continued to tell the story.

“There's a way out of here. You can go up there, too. Here, use this ball. Bro. ”

The vision was looking at me with the same face as before.

However, unlike before, when I looked at my story as interesting, the vision seemed to be angry at something.

“Bro……? ”

“Hyeon-jin.”

“… Yes, brother. ”

“I'm not a fake. ”

I nodded my head secretly, seeing a bold speaking vision.

“Right? I'm not a fake. It's not fake. ”

A silent muttering vision of you raises your hand with the dagger.

A flash flashes from the edge of the dagger.

[The God of Hope smiles upon you.]

I sensed death as I watched the dagger start falling down.

And on the other hand, I had hoped that the message of hope, which appeared at the last moment, would save me.

For a short moment, all thoughts were clouded in my mind, and the dagger fell without hesitation.

[The God of Hope smiles upon you.]