The World of Masks

I lightly relieved my eyes of the pain coming from my wrists. I swallow the groaning that comes up to my throat. I had a slight twitch in my arm. I thought it was rather shocking.

'But first, is it a success?'

It was clearly a successful defense because the cannonball almost flew away from your upper body and turned it into pain enough to produce an arm convulsion.

'I don't want to do it again.'

The experience of defending a cannonball frontally was definitely a different experience. But do you want to experience it again? 'No. You will answer.'

"W-what is that?"

Callie asks with a surprised tone. Surprisingly, I was able to block the cannonball under cover with a single shield. Callie looks at the shield blocking in front of her like she's looking at a unique item.

"It's just a steel shield. but it's an enormous increase in the thickness and size of the metal."

'I didn't think you'd actually use it.'

He was the one who made a special order at the forge in case something like this would happen. The eyes of the blacksmith when he first described him will probably never forget. But the shield was born to do its job brilliantly.

Awful thickness to cover Jack's entire body. If the amount of iron went in was not a capital such as Mate Nats, it might not have been possible to make it by leaving the production costs. Of course, the production costs were enormous. When I first made this, I thought about whether I should really make an ignorant shield that I might or might not use, but now that I think about it, making this shield was the best choice.

'Flaccidity free'. There's nothing wrong with what the adults say. '

Of course, if the situation later turned out to be completely opposite, he would complain that none of the old words were true.

Jack raises his shield.

"Oops!"

The life force gained by the massacre of MateNatz has greatly increased Jack's abilities, but it has not been able to handle this shield freely. It was just enough to run from the front with a shield.

"Stay close."

"Yes?"

Ignoring the rumouring Callie, you start running forward. I can feel Callie following me, startled and angry.

Tsk, tsk!

You feel a slight jolt in your shield. It looks like the sniper is making useless moves on the shield. But a cannon cannon can only pierce a shield with a rifle if it's as empty as catching a tank with an automatic rifle. Jack and Callie were able to enter the forest unharmed.

"It's a fucking tank."

I can't find any words that match that well. Creed was satisfied that his own metaphor was appropriate. Vik, who was sitting on a branch, saw him strike the tree nervously. You pissed-off bastard. Creed chirps and raises his cannon again.

Kuang!

Once again, the cannon fires. A cannonball blasted through the breach smashes a cart pushed by mercenaries. Creed tells Vik, reloading the cannon.

"Let's finish the others first. If they come into the forest, it'll be even more trouble."

The player's allies make their way into the nearest forest with a straightforward distance, making sure that they were using their best efforts to get away from the shooting. That's why they were some distance from the forest and where they were. Then we must deal with the other mercenaries. If they get into the woods and start attacking themselves systematically, there will be more trouble.

"Okay."

Despite his temper, Vik continues to hunt mercenaries with his silent gun to see if he still has the ability to essentially keep an eye on the situation. Luckily, the other carts weren't as fast as the players, and they didn't even have an ignorant steel shield. But there were too many. Eventually, I had to watch two carts disappear into the forest.

"Damn it!"

Puck!

Vik is angry at you for chopping down the tree with his skull. When the plan went wrong, I didn't seem to be able to beat my damn temper head.

"Should I have blown them up first, too?"

Creed tasted it, too. One measure of easy prey makes them a dangerous battle.

"As long as it's like this, I'll kill every last one of them!"

Vik jumps down the tree. After a soft landing, you aim for the direction of the forest where the players have entered. Creed shakes his head in excitement at his colleague's hysteria. But I didn't see any opposition. Both had strong confidence in their firearms. Even though they were a little dangerous, they still hadn't thought they'd lost.

Creed and Bic head toward the forest where Jack and Callie entered.

Jack and Callie dive into the woods and pick their breath. The area is surrounded by trees, so the sniper doesn't fly anymore. The second time trees block bullets, the sniper's field of view is not secured. Of course, the same was true of the lack of sight.

'I think I can catch my breath.'

Jack drops his shield. The heavy voice echoes. Jack examines the front of the shield that defended the artillery. The cannonball hits the recesses. You can see the power of a cannonball just by leaving a trace on this ignorant steel shield.

"Are you all right?"

Jack takes a deep breath and asks Callie, who's busy calming her nerves. It looked as if he was holding the magic wand tightly. Jack turns his head, looking at his pathetic appearance.

'If I hadn't tried to kill him, he wouldn't be gone much longer.'

The world of masks is never a game worth playing. Such a weakness for the outbreak was clearly negative. Moreover, in a crisis, she had to struggle, but she was just frozen and had no idea what to do. If it weren't for you, there's a good chance that you might have died in the shooting and shooting rain earlier.

'I don't know how many times he's been dead.'

Then she may be surprisingly mentally strong. If you keep playing this game after you've died several times, it's definitely not poisonous. Int is an important wizard, so it could have been an int-improved effect. However.

'I don't think he's that strong in his intuition.'

It was never the actions of a person with strong mental strength that he was still restless. Was it an act? But there was no benefit to thinking that way. You're trying to trick someone into acting, but you're the only one who can trick them here. So is it acting like he's trying to steal his own item or property? I don't think so. If it was to create a sense of carelessness for yourself, it would contradict that behavior by being wary of your approach over the past few days.

Is she really that mentally challenged? '

Then your level as a wizard will not be so high.

Fluffy.

Jack turns his head to the sound of the bush friction. Callie flinches as she looks at the sound. Other surviving mercenaries are entering the forest.

"Damn it! What the hell is that?!"

Now, one of the mercenaries who entered the camp felt safe enough to speak out. Jack looks around for survivors. It was all mercenaries.

"What about the merchants?"

"Nothing. They're all dead."

The mercenary gasps as he grabs his knee and breathes. The two merchants who survived all died on their way to this forest.

Jack looks at the survivors slowly. Three NPC mercenaries just escaped. A total of five people survived, including themselves and Callie.

"· · · · · · · · What are you going to do?"

Rarely, because of the fear that they might come at us right now, Callie's side speaks first. The three mercenaries look at each other's faces and harden their faces.

"Run. No matter how much I do this for my life, I don't want to die like this."

As one mercenary speaks, the other two nods in agreement.

"First of all, that damn attack in the bush seems to be slowing down a little bit, so we'll have to run as far as possible to the other side. What are you gonna do?"

"I'm going to run, too."

Callie urgently asked, "What if I let myself fight?" Jack turns his head to the point where the sniper and the shooter are likely.

"With this many, we can defeat them if we strategize well."

But Callie and the mercenaries shake their heads. I felt like my memory was too strong. Jack had a taste.

'Running away again is inappropriate.'

But it was too dangerous to challenge them alone. If you raise your stats, and you were confident that you wouldn't be unilaterally defeated like before because you had a shield, but were completely safe, the answer is definitely no. 'It was. There was no guarantee they wouldn't level up.

'Well, this time there are other prey.'

Jack glances at Callie.

"Very well. Let's run away."

Jack leads the way and walks to the other side of the tribal area. You hear Callie and the mercenaries cowering.

Can we get away with this? But there was Callie here, even if she didn't recognize herself. I thought of meeting mix until those obstinate bastards who waited three months for themselves with game time let her refine twice.

'Then we have to root them out.'

If they keep coming, the mercenaries and Callie will change their minds. Jack once again looks back at where they might be.