Chapter 69
Master: Monsters have appeared in the first room. Keisha, who took the lead position, spotted the enemies. They are three Kobolds.
Keisha: Transform into a bear. Charge.
The Ancient Druid that Leisha had chosen was a hybrid-type character who fought by transforming into animals. Depending on what animal was chosen, the druid could fulfill a variety of roles.
Since the gate’s internal situation changed rapidly, having one such character in the party made it easier to adapt and gain advantages in clearing.
But up until now, our Leisha had never fought in any form other than a bear.
To the point where I couldn’t understand why she insisted on being an Ancient Druid in the first place.
“Bears are cool.”
“Bears are cool.”
“Bears are justice.”
“Bears are justice.”
The Johnson Territory’s ultimate weapon, the fierce(?) Black Lion Leisha, turned into nothing but a bear idiot whenever she played the ga.
What was even more absurd was Irene’s behavior—actively siding with Leisha’s strange antics.
It was like Dumb and Dumber. I had no idea what they thought they were doing.
Master: After defeating the first group of monsters, you scan the surroundings. You discover sothing in one corner.
“I’ll take a look.”
Keisha: Hey, look here. There’s at hanging here.
Master: Yes, it was at. It looked like the hind leg of so large animal, probably food prepared by the Kobolds.
“No, at? If it’s at, you have to eat it first.”
“No, wait, Leisha, hold on……”
Master: Keisha, transford into a bear, grabbed the at and devoured it. Suddenly, iron bars fell from above! Oh no! Keisha was instantly trapped in a cage.
And that bear idiot always drove insane with her brainless plays whenever food appeared.
Checking the surroundings carefully before looting anything was practically a national rule of this ga, yet she didn’t even do that.
Of course, that sly Leon took advantage of Leisha’s obsession with food, using various baits to weaken our strength.
Given the ga’s chanics, even skill usage was limited, and to rescue Leisha, soone had to burn a skill.
Every ti Leisha caused so incident like this, the difficulty level of our run rose another notch.
“Bear, hurry and rescue .”
“Ugh, you really…….”
Keisha: Growl~
“I’ll smash the bars.”
Master: Shine rushed in and struck the cage, but it didn’t budge. Apparently, it had very strong physical resistance.
Shine: No good. Breaking it by force isn’t possible.
“So, it cos to this, huh?”
The trap had clearly been designed specifically to target Leisha. There was no way brute strength could solve it.
That cunning little brat must have plastered the bars with physical resistance magic circles.
“Hah, honestly, I just want to leave her there.”
“If we don’t have the bear, we don’t have a tanker. We must rescue her.”
“I’ll try breaking the bars.”
Celine, who had been quietly watching, stepped up to handle the cage.
“I’ll cast Explosion Magic on the bars.”
Jonathan: Everyone, get back. I’ll break them with magic.
Master: To destroy the bars without harming Keisha, very precise magic control was required. Rolling for accuracy now.
“Accuracy roll… let’s see… oh, 3… 3?”
“…Oh my god.”
Jonathan: Oops, my hand slipped……
Master: Jonathan cast Explosion Magic on the bars, but the firepower was too strong. Flas spread everywhere.
“Just great.”
Compared to the other idiots, Celine usually played more sensibly.
The only problem was her disastrously bad dice rolls.
At crucial monts, the dice always betrayed her, unintentionally causing massive harm to the party.
“I’ll put out the fire!!”
“The bear is roasting.”
“T-This ti I’ll use Ice Magic to put it out……”
Idiot No. 1, Idiot No. 2, and Troll No. 1—a chaotic collaboration.
Watching the three of them, I realized all over again what kind of fight I had gotten myself into.
In the end, the only way to finish this fight was for to carry.
“The bear is dying. Help.”
“Dalli! Song of Recovery!”
“She’s trapped in a snare!”
“Dalli! Song of Freedom!”
“Ah, my hand slipped again……”
“Dalli! Song of Recovery!”
The character I had chosen, ‘Dalli who Sings of Dreams and Hope,’ was a support type. She had no combat ability but could restore health and remove debuffs with her songs.
The reason I picked this character was, of course, so I could cover for whatever trolling those three ca up with.
At first, I also wanted to choose an offensive character I liked. But no matter how strong the attacks, without a support, there was simply no way.
Because the party’s condition was already terrible.
Using a character I didn’t even like wasn’t pleasant, but if we wanted to win, there was no choice.
From past runs, I had learned that as long as no one retired before the boss, the rift could be cleared sohow. So I decided to endure until the end this ti as well.
Master: The heroes’ montum was unstoppable! Only the boss room remained before clearing.
“Hah, we’ve finally arrived.”
“The boss. Will we actually win this ti?”
“The bear runs this ti.”
“Hah, please, dice, not now……”
Perhaps my efforts were finally paying off. Despite all the trouble, we reached the boss room without anyone retiring.
I didn’t know what other traps that wicked brat might have laid, but since we had co this far, I planned to focus solely on clearing, even if it ant sacrificing soone.
Master: At the center of the boss room, there’s a squishy lump. It’s wriggling.
“Squishy?”
“A lump?”
“Wriggling?”
“Don’t tell ……”
“A sli?”
Master: Correct! The boss of this gate was a Giant Sli.
“If it’s a sli, isn’t it immune to physical attacks?”
“Pretty much. Especially if a sli appears as a boss.”
Though slis were commonly used as natural rubber factories and could be hunted with just a poke, high-ranked ones were extrely tricky opponents.
Especially in gas like this, encountering a sli as the boss was widely known to make people practically soil themselves.
No wonder. I had thought the monsters this brat made appear were a bit weak. It seed he had pushed all his points into this.
Truly, that brat was tricky to the very end.
–As expected of the brat. He isn’t an opponent for a single-celled master like you.
‘Shut up.’
The trickiest part of fighting a sli was its highly elastic, mucous skin.
Especially for a party like ours that included two characters who could only use physical attacks, it was nothing short of a nightmare.
The most effective strategy would be to let Shine, the Dragon Rider, tank instead of Keisha, the Ancient Druid, while Keisha transford into a fox and joined Jonathan, the Elentalist, in bombarding it with magic.
Since slis had high physical resistance but low magic resistance, this strategy should allow us to take it down quickly.
The problem was that our bear idiot Leisha had absolutely no intention of transforming into any animal other than a bear.
‘That damn bear idiot…’
Still, since I had already considered Leisha a force outside our strategy, I didn’t pay her much mind.
It was healthier for my sanity to think of alternative routes, appreciating that at least we had one magic-user capable of attacking the sli, instead of clinging to impossible hopes.
If even Celine had chosen her preferred weapon user, the ‘Great Knight, Taeron,’ wielding a giant cavalry spear, then this boss fight would have been completely unmanageable.
“I observe the sli.”
Master: The Giant Sli is red overall, and its insides seem to flicker like flas.
“What’s the temperature like inside the boss room?”
Master: From the mont you step inside, you feel intense heat.
“It’s definitely a fire-attribute sli.”
“Then we need to attack with ice-attribute magic.”
“I see. In the end, we can only rely on the Elentalist?”
Celine made nervous, but this ti, I had no choice but to trust her.
Elentalists were magic-type damage dealers who could wield all attributes.
They specialized in fighting monsters like slis, which had low magic resistance.
It seed even that brat hadn’t expected Celine to choose an Elentalist, since she usually picked a different character every playthrough.
Well, even if he had known, he might have figured it didn’t matter, since two players had already chosen characters useless with magic.
Either way, the outco of this fight would co down to whether Celine could finish off the boss while I kept everyone alive with my recovery abilities.
“All right! Attack!”
“Bear, hold the line!”
“If it gets dangerous, we’ll swap tanks imdiately. We need to conserve Dalli’s healing as much as possible.”
“Jonathan, go all out from start to finish.”
“Yes!”
5, 11, 3, 7, 6.
Those were the dice rolls Celine made for her brave first attacks.
Not once did she roll over 20 on a 1-to-100 scale.
A clumsier hand could not exist.
Jonathan: Ah, my hand slipped again……
Jonathan: I tripped over my own legs.
Jonathan: Damn, suddenly I have to pee……
With cursed dice rolls, Celine failed every single attack, even as Leisha and Baek Seoyeon were being pumled by the sli.
Of course, the fact that she was grouped with Rudick already made it obvious her luck was dood, but this was too much.
Should we start thinking of another plan?
At this rate, we’d be roasted alive before taking the sli down.
100!
“Ah, it finally hit!”
But then.
A jackpot no one expected exploded.
Celine rolled a perfect 100 on her accuracy check.
This was the first ti she had ever rolled a 100 since starting the ga. That alone showed how incredible this luck was.
“A critical hit ans double damage.”
“The damage roll is what matters now.”
100!
“Ahh!!”
Following it up, Celine rolled another perfect 100 for the damage check.
At this point, it wasn’t an exaggeration to say that all the luck she’d accumulated since birth had exploded at once.
Master: Jonathan’s attack lands as a critical hit. Accuracy critical doubles the damage, damage critical doubles it again, and the ice-attribute strike deals another double due to elental weakness. That makes eight tis the damage.
“This is a one-shot! A woman’s strength lies in one strike!”
Master: The Giant Sli takes 800 ice-attribute damage.
“How much HP does the boss have?”
“No matter how high its HP, it won’t exceed 800.”
“Heh, so it really is a one-shot.”
Celine, who had never once succeeded in landing a decent attack, had just obliterated the boss in a single strike.
It was so absurd I couldn’t help but laugh dryly.
“…Leon, why are you smiling so suspiciously?”
“Don’t tell … is there sothing else left?”
But it was too early to relax.
Leon, who should have admitted defeat, was smiling aningfully.
Master: The burning Giant Sli’s body trembles violently. Looks like it’s about to make its final move.
“No way.”
Master: The core of the Giant Sli suddenly blazes as its body swells.
“Damn it, we need to run! That’s……”
“…Self-destruct?”
“There’s nowhere to run.”
“How much damage is the explosion? It’s not a total wipe, is it?”
Master: Calculating the self-destruct damage. Base: 10% of the Giant Sli’s total HP, 750.
“And?”
Master: Plus double the damage it suffered just before dying!
“Damn.”
Master: 75 plus 800×2 equals……
“1675. No tank—no, not even a tank’s grandfather—could survive that.”
Master: The brave heroes defeated the Giant Sli and cleared the rift, but not a single one survived. The residents of Johnson Territory hold an annual morial service to honor the heroes who sacrificed themselves. I, the Master, and Leon also applaud your noble sacrifice. Clap, clap, clap!!
“…Well, at least we cleared it.”
“As long as the tribe was protected, it’s enough.”
“I-I’m sorry.”
“Damn it. So even when we win, it doesn’t feel like a win.”
A self-destruct at the end, really?
That brat pulled every trick in the book.
““Wow! Leon! Leon! Leon! Leon!””
Four little brats at his side chanted Leon’s na in support, which only made it even more infuriating.
–Pissed off, aren’t you?
‘Tch, seriously.’
And so, this ga ended too, with only the brat excited, leaving us in frustration.
When would I ever get to stick a big middle finger up to that wicked brat?
–At the very least, not you, master.
The fact that I couldn’t confidently deny the mocking rabbit made feel utterly pathetic.
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