It was 3:50 in the morning when Rokan connected to The Road again after the access time limit was over. There were still 10 minutes left in the appointment time with the MP Guild, but it was for one task in advance.
"This should do."
Rokan put in his main weapon, the Orc Battle Axe, and replaced the item with the 'Skeleton Warrior Series'. Not only the armor, but also the weapon was a scimitar and a shield.
Since there was not even a related mastery skill, combat power would be weakened, but it was not equipment for fighting anyway. It was just a veneer for show and camouflage.
one more thing there. He even used his identity camouflage, which is the special ability of his title 'Dark Curtain'.
"Using identity disguises."
[You have used identity disguise.]
[Name and appearance change randomly. This effect lasts for the next hour.]
It was a pity that I couldn't specify a changing appearance and name, but this was good enough. Rokhan had become a completely different person.
'There's no need to reveal your identity in a secret dungeon.'
If I hadn't gotten the title black screen, I would have been careful wearing a hooded robe, but the title's gimmick made it unnecessary.
One hour would be enough time.
Occasionally, there would be cases where he would ask to go around the first wheel together in order to learn the strategy, but the cemetery under the moon was not really of that level.
There is no separate regeneration ability or tricky monsters, so just go in and defeat them. So there would be no such request.
After a while, when Rokan went out to the promised place with a completely changed appearance, a person who appeared to be from the MP Guild was waiting for him. They got closer and exchanged questions and answers like passwords to confirm each other's identities.
"MP"
"O-Ring."
"Are you here alone?"
"yes. It doesn't do you any good to draw other people's attention. I'm waiting for you, so call me and I'll come running right away."
And the twinkle in his eyes seemed to warn him not to act nonsense. It was laughable to Rokhan.
"Then let's go."
"From advance payment."
Rokhan resolutely held out his hand to the opponent who was talking about moving. This is because he promised to give the remaining half after the half payment was confirmed.
Instead, the other side also asked for one thing.
"I will use only one skill. We also need to have a safety device."
"Yes, you are."
A safety device using skill. In most of these cases, I used to use 'discovery' or set 'location tracking'.
"detection."
And what he chose was Ganpa. His eyes glowed blue and he glanced over Lorkhan's head.
"Here's your advance payment, Mr. Krypton."
Rokan almost burst out laughing at the other person's way of talking as if he knew everything. It is because it is a disguised name that caught sighting.
"Let's go."
Rokan struggled to manage his expression and led him to the cemetery.
* * *
Originally, there were no people at all on the way to the cemetery where people were rare, and when the time of 4 am was added.
If you are a game fanatic who stays up all night until this time, you will be rampaging in a hunting ground, not in a place like this.
Thanks to this, Rokan, who arrived without being noticed by anyone, immediately looked for the cemetery keeper's prosthetic leg and the entrance to the dungeon.
"If you insert this here, a dungeon will appear. Let's try it."
"Ah, it was such a device."
The opponent nodded and accepted the gravekeeper's prosthetic leg. When the prosthetic leg was inserted into the groove, the entrance to the secret dungeon appeared with a small vibration.
"Please be careful about maintaining confidentiality, and the balance is "
"Here it is. If there is a problem, we will contact you."
"I see."
Fortunately, there was no change of heart after learning how to enter the secret dungeon. He safely paid the balance, and while checking his balance, other guild members came and formed a party with him.
It seemed that they were waiting to enter the dungeon raid.
'It's thick.'
[Possession amount: 51 gold, 98 silver, 20 copper]
The sales amount of the secret dungeon was 50 gold. At this point, there was no way he could collect this much money alone, so he must have collected it from a guild or by spending quite a bit of money.
In fact, it didn't matter how I got it because it didn't matter. The only thing that matters is what you can do with this money now.
Back in the city, Lokhan immediately started walking toward Trinsic.
* * *
"It's so crazy! The Road says this is a problem."
There was no hesitation because the preparations to leave for Trinsik had already been completed. He packs food and stamina potions, and instead of the steel boots he got from the Orc fighter, he changed into shoes with low defense that increase his movement speed by 10%.
Users who think of general games may head to the next city with their bare bodies, but in The Road, it was a story.
As hunger and thirst increase, movement speed slows down, stats decrease, and eventually vitality decreases for a certain period of time. If you go a long way without preparation, you may starve to death on the street.
So, Lokhan had his inventory fully stocked with food and drinks.
"How did you come anyway?"
About half a day to walk like that.
Finally, we arrived at a place where we could see Trinsic with the naked eye.
But carelessness is not allowed. Even if you die in a hurry, a situation in which you are resurrected in the previously saved place, Cton, can occur.
Moreover, even when moving through the highways connecting cities, there were not a few cases of encountering monsters that flowed from nearby fields, so we had to be careful until the end.
Of course, if it met Rokan, that monster would be out of luck.
"huh "
rustle.
And then, a presence arose in the forest ahead. It was a small shake, but it was different from the wild movements of animals and monsters. That is the mark of a person who restrains his behavior.
'Look at this'
Piyung!
At the same time, three beams of light descended from the sky.
Maybe it was a lightning strike in the dry sky. Others would wonder what was going on when they saw it, but Rokhan knew the cause of the phenomenon.
It was a teleport using the rune book. Someone flew this way.
"Oh, this is great"
"That is not a savage drop item"
"If you beat Savage Village, the level will be a bit higher."
"I don't know if I bought it and put it on."
Rokhan hardened his expression, giggling among themselves, noticing the eyes of the approaching creatures.
red eyed. They were 'PK (Player Killers)' who had already killed the same user.
'Yeah, there was something like this.'
Only then did Rokan remember. There were people like this in my past life. The ones who showed up when we were almost at our destination, giving us despair and giggling.
PK is a pretty bad act, but if you don't have the strength, you have no choice but to open your eyes and face it.
Then, when Rokhan was feeling a new feeling, remembering the guys he had been caught and chatting with, one of them came up to them and started a fight.
"Hey bro, you have some time. I think you need to talk to us."
It seems that he mistakenly thought that Rokhan was frightened and hardened.
"Conversation is good."
And he laughed.
"Did that bastard go crazy?"
"Smile, you know who we are… … ."
In an instant, the atmosphere turned grim.
At this point, unless you're an idiot, you'll know what purpose they're approaching, but the laughing guys thought either Rokhan was confident in his skills or that they were being ignored. Or both.
But the one who came out first held on tight. Because it had a purpose.
"Give me one last chance. I'll just let you go if you take off one of the gear you're wearing right now. How is it? It's not a good deal. If you mess around and die, you'll have to walk back from Cton, but I won't ask again at that time, so don't be fooled."
'The bastards know who is an asshole... … .'
When he was told to take off one of his equipment and leave, Rokhan's eyes changed as he looked at them as if they were cute.
If you die from PK, drop one of the items you have, including the equipped item.
Of course, it could have been dropped. It means that the item drops with a higher probability than when killed by a monster, but the actual drop rate is around 10-20%.
However, there was no way he would just take off one of the equipped items and go away, but it was clear that he was seeing himself as an idiot or a hedgehog.
"It is an item. Yes, there is one good one."
Whether it was a laugh of joy that he had lived or a laugh of absurdity, Rokhan put his hand into his bosom. He took out an item and picked it up.
"Eat this!"
"crazy!"
Wedge liquid!
What he took out was a hatchet, a secondary weapon. The class of the guy who spoke to me at the front was a knight. As if to prove it, he was wearing a kite shield that covered his torso, but he was startled by the speed of the flying hatchet.
"Big!"
Tuong!
It was a hand ax thrown by none other than Lokhan with brute force. Even though he was blocked by a shield, his body collapsed.
It was not the main weapon, it was only knocked down by the force of the throwing weapon.
"Infernal!"
"This bastard!"
Maybe they didn't understand the meaning, but the guys who were stepping back aimed at Lokhan at the same time.
To them, it was an act to save their comrades, but to Lokhan, it looked like childish jokes.
'If you don't understand the opponent properly... … I must die.'
Lorkhan's eyes flashed and he drew his primary weapon from his inventory.
Whoa!
"… … !"
"Hee!"
Poouk!
With the sound of missiles flying, the Orc Battle Ax was pulled out of the air and slashed the opponent from the top of the head.
A clean blow without feeling caught.
"What is it, that's lame"
I thought I would stop or endure it, but that was the end. His skill was poor, and his vitality was even worse. It seemed that he only believed in his poor swordsmanship and invested in strength and agility.
"Just die, bastard!"
Peeing!
At that time, an archer guarding the rear fired an arrow. It seemed that he was aiming for a head shot, but the aim point was far off.
"What are you doing "
It seems that he chose an archer, relying only on the correction of his abilities, but if he couldn't hit even from this distance, it would be wrong to go beyond the trinity.
Then all that remains is retribution!
Lorkhan quickly pulled the rest of his hatchets from his inventory and threw them.
"Hut!"
He managed to avoid it by investing in agility like an archer, but that was his limit. It wasn't because he ran away and secured distance, nor did he additionally keep Rokhan in check.
Meanwhile, Lokhan was running over the corpses.
"Mmm, multisha… … ."
"Kuhhhhhhh!"
The archer raised his bow, panicking at the sight of Lokhan charging like a beast, but it was too late.
Lokhan's War Cry took control of the telegraph and shackled it. Lifting his feet became as difficult as crossing a swamp.
"strike!"
He managed to block Rokhan's slash by lifting his bow. His body was pushed and his knees wobbly, but he barely managed to stop as he came close to being cut off.
"Cha ha!"
Wasn't it very lame? Instead of letting go of the bow, the archer cut down Lokhan's waist with the shortsword he was wearing in reserve.
"Baby, I have something I saw somewhere."
But it's okay. Lorkhan hit his shortsword with the tip of his axe.
Kakang!
Then the shortsword rolled on the floor, and the archer's expression darkened.
"Shield Attack!"
Then the voice of salvation was heard. The knight, who had been hit by a hatchet and was about to fall apart, rushed forward with his shield. It was half a beat faster, as if he had used another skill, 'Rush'.
cooong!
"… … ."
However, the knight could not reach Rokhan. Lokhan was caught in the hilt of an ax that he swung lightly with one hand and could no longer approach.
"monster… … ."
"It's cracking."
cooong!
The orc battle ax that was swung again hit the shield heavily, and the guy fell to the ground.
"dash."
Then, Rokhan's body stretched in the opposite direction. He kicked the head of the archer who was trying to sneak away.
Soccer Kick!
Lightly incapacitating him with that one shot, Lokhan looked back at them and smiled evilly.
And he opened his mouth as if he was generous.
"Give me one last chance. Just take off one of the gear you're wearing and I'll let you go. How is it, a good deal?"