Chapter 401 – Farming
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Hestia searched the inside of the crypt, but could not find any other survivors.
‘Where did the existence that dealt with the black magician leave?’
Hestia felt that the uncomfortable feeling would go away if she confirmed its existence.
She decided to go down to the village again.
And while she was moving to the village, she found the body of a beast-type monster.
A monster called Diocahn, it was not a powerful monster.
The monster’s corpse, which was split in two in one blow, seemed to be a day… At most two days old.
But she felt an aura she couldn’t get over just by looking at it.
‘Margie…’
It was weak, but I could feel the demonic energy from the monster’s corpse.
It could have been because it was close to the warlock’s dungeon, but… As for Magi, I couldn’t just let go of any small suspicion.
Arriving at the empty village, Hestia inspected the buildings once more. She and she could find signs of a man she hadn’t seen when she had come before in one of the cabins.
There were even signs of a dragonfly in the bedroom.
‘Two people…’
Maggie didn’t feel it.
I tilted my head.
If demons stay here, it is normal to feel demonic energy.
‘Is it also my misunderstanding?’
It hadn’t been long since he had left.
When you see the traces of the fruit you ate and threw away, at most a day?
It seemed that she had briefly spent the night here before leaving.
But she doesn’t know where she’s headed.
‘Is it really Crea?’
Although this place is quite far from the city, there is nowhere else to go other than Crea.
If the being who dealt with the black magician was a knight or an adventurer, the probability of going that way was quite high.
Anyway, Hestia had no choice but to go to Crea.
She moved her steps to Crea.
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Our target was Crea.
According to Karen, she said it was the nearest town.
According to the survival strategy, after sealing the blood magic, avoid the initial pursuit of the paladin and catch animals or monsters in a quiet mountain to practice closing.
That’s why the attack wasn’t popular.
It’s a game I came to enjoy, but I’m stuck in the mountains and I’m training in the middle of the day.
It’s an extreme strategy that you won’t die because you don’t meet.
Given the reality of this game, there is no way you can become dramatically stronger by practicing closed doors for a day or two.
In a situation where I didn’t know how long I might play this virtual reality game, I had no intention of taking an extreme survival strategy until that point.
‘I need to see the city a bit.’
As long as you avoid the Holy Knights and Priests, there won’t be any very dangerous situations.
Karen was walking with her little blanket on her back.
What is inside?
Although she was a little curious, she agreed to respect her privacy.
After leaving the village and walking for about an hour, a slightly larger road appeared. And Karen walked along there.
I don’t know the way.
I just followed Karen’s tail.
After walking like that for a while… 6 men who jumped out of the bushes on the side of the road blocked my way.
Looking at the impression, it doesn’t seem like it came out to kindly guide the way.
As well as holding a vicious weapon.
‘It must be seen as a thief…’
The thieves were losing their appetite after seeing Karen.
‘If it were like reality, these guys wouldn’t have met eyes…’
Let alone snow, he would have hid in the bush and waited for a rat to pass by.
I don’t know why the game is harder than reality.
Their faces were full of ferocious confidence.
If you look at us, it makes sense.
Anyone can see that they are simple country men and women heading to the city.
I took Karen’s hand and moved it behind me.
“You don’t think we’re going to break up with each other… Right?”
Hehe.”
Hehe.”
“Puhhh.”
Those who heard my words laughed at what was so good.
The weapon is a shabby iron sword in my hand.
Was I an ordinary demon?
If you don’t use blood magic here, it’s a game over situation.
I quickly ran towards them.
In this case, a preemptive attack is always advantageous.
While the guys are arguing.
My iron sword was lodged in one of the guys’ necks.
Even in a situation where I can’t use magic.
There is Jjambab who has been fighting the great demons for 7 years.
And this avatar’s body is poor compared to my real body, several times better than the thieves’ bodies.
I couldn’t find a reason to lose to these guys.
The thieves rushing at me in anger.
Even if you don’t see their movements, you can feel them automatically.
I lightly dodged their weapons and stabbed and slashed the iron sword.
The thieves couldn’t even touch my collar, and I fell down bleeding one by one.
It didn’t take long for the faces of the confident guys to change into expressions of being fucked.
A thief who thought it couldn’t go on like this quickly moved toward Karen who was behind.
It seemed like they were trying to take Karen hostage.
His actions were effective.
It’s because my hands are busy and I didn’t have sharp means to stop him now.
Then Karen quickly turned her back and started running away.
“Huh? You’re not standing there?!”
Perhaps not knowing that Karen would run away, her bewildered thief screamed and chased after her.
‘Oh…’
Karen was better at judging the situation than I thought.
Originally, that wasn’t easy.
A nasty thief was approaching, and if it was an ordinary woman, there was a higher chance that she would be frightened or collapse.
I finished off the last one who dealt with me by cutting the head, and threw the sword in her hand at the thief chasing after Karen.
The flying sword dug into the thief’s back.
“Gagging!”
The thief stumbled and fell down.
Karen came back to me when she saw the rogue dead.
“Good job.”
He stroked Karen’s hair.
She smiled slightly, as if pleased.
[Your level has risen.]
Familiar but unfamiliar messages come to mind.
It is not a system message from Cosmos.
This is a game message.
This is the first time I see a game message after logging in here.
I wondered if it didn’t exist in the first place for the sake of realism, but it didn’t seem to be the case.
Finally level up.
Leveling up wasn’t as easy as I thought.
If you include the black magician, it seems like you killed 8 people… If you include even one monster, there are 9…
[The status window opens.]
[Level 2]
[ID: Bark.]
[Race: idiot.]
[Status]
[Strength: 10]
[Stamina: 10]
[Agility: 10]
[Magic attribute: 10]
[Stat point: 5]
[Please select a skill to grow.]
[Blood Magic: The usable blood magic increases.]
[Seal: The ability to forbid is further increased.]
Is the tutorial over?
“Hmm…”
Looking at the stat window here and there, there is no stat called energy.
It was serious.
Doesn’t seem like strength… Maybe it has something to do with physical strength.
I decided to think slowly about how to distribute the stats, and farming first.
Now, I’m broke without a single penny.
What I have is a shabby cloth and an iron sword.
Now was the time when every farming was precious.
I threw away the rusty iron sword I had and took the long sword that a thief had.
It was an ordinary long sword, but better than the rusty iron sword I had.
The leather armor that looked useful was also removed.
Thinking about that, I paid a little attention when cutting.
I also took off the leather boots that looked better than the shoes I was wearing.
They are stupid thieves.
Of course, there’s no way I could have such a good thing. Still, it was far better than the one I had.
Isn’t this the fun of farming?
Other virtual reality games have not implemented farming in such detail.
The corpse just turns into powder and scatters away, leaving only objects.
If you’re a guy who pursues reality, it seems like a game that will make you crazy.
– Jjallang.
Karen held out a pouch to me that sounded like a coin.
It seems that he followed me through the corpses of the thieves and found the money bag.
Karen knew more than she thought, and she was a decent guy who was good at it.
She put on a leather breastplate for Karen as well, which seemed fine to her.
A dress with a leather breastplate…
It didn’t suit me, but fashion is not more important than life.
He also gave me a spear the thief had.
I don’t know if he can use magic or not, but judging from the amount of magic power, it’s obvious.
It seemed better to carry a weapon than a trivial magic.
“Let’s go.”
We left the corpses of the bandits behind and started our journey again.
As the sun went down, we decided to prepare for camp.
Crea was not a distance that could be reached in a day.
One day, I had to sleep.
I was in a bit of a difficult situation trying to find a suitable spot by the stream next to the road and make a bonfire.
‘How do I light it?’
Of course, I have never lit a fire without tools.
Can’t even use magic.
Then, Karen takes out something from the cloth she was carrying on her back and sets it on fire.
Is it something like a lighter?
He was a well prepared guy.
“Big…I prepare the food.”
Embarrassed, I went to the stream to see if there were any fish to eat.
Fortunately, a good-sized fish was swimming in the puddle.
‘Eel?’
Or not.
Looks similar
Two of them, as thick as forearms, were captured with a knife and brought to Karen.
After Karen received the fish I had caught, she quickly started grooming it with skillful movements.
Then, sprinkle what appeared to be salt on the eel, put it on a skewer, and put it on a bonfire.
Do you think you are versatile for a black mage?
Or are warlocks originally this versatile?
We ate the well-roasted eels, one by one, one by one.
The eel that Karen grilled was just grilled with salt, but it was quite tasty.
I honestly thought it would be a burden.
But Karen was a more capable girl than I thought.
