Some time had passed, and when Dmitry arrived at the place where Anlow was, he saw a strange goblin approaching him.
The strange goblin smiled and, placing a hand on his chest, said, "So, we finally meet again?"
"So you've come for revenge?" Dmitry asked, surprised, as he wondered how the game could create such a situation where just one line of dialogue could alter the fate of an NPC. It was almost impossible to imagine a game with such a feature.
Dmitry gripped the goblin's hand and drew his sword from its sheath. "Shall we begin?"
"Oh, master is going to fight!" Luke said with enthusiasm.
Trins sensed the energy that Dmitry was exuding and, smiling, she woke up, sitting on a floating black cushion.
"Your last fight was quite dull, Anlow. I hope this one will be more exciting," Trins said, looking at Anlow, who, feeling insulted, turned away and refused to watch a fight that might be more interesting than his own.
"A fight, on the day of my return? What an incredible gift, my king," Amélia said, releasing Dmitry's back and walking over to Trins, who offered her a pillow identical to hers so they could both enjoy the fight.
"I would love to, but I'm not seeking revenge anymore. Going through everything I did and becoming strong enough to face you made me realize that I am just like you. I committed the same atrocities you did, and I realized that it's all just a cycle we must get used to," the strange goblin said with a smile, gripping Dmitry's hand firmly.
'This is amazing,' Naoh thought.
"I understand, but if it's not for revenge, what's the reason for seeking me out?" Dmitry asked curiously, wondering about the level of free will an NPC might have, being not bound to a script.
"I want to join you," the strange goblin said, releasing Dmitry's hand and kneeling before him.
"The succubus lady informed all the leaders about what is going to happen, and as a result, not only did the leaders accept your request, but also the members of your race have become loyal to you. We will destroy the future governor and ensure the safety of everyone under the command of someone we know to be the true ruler."
The others were shocked. To them, this was much better than a fight between the two. They remained silent to not ruin the mood.
'Well, I don't need to expend any more energy for the next 16 years,' Trins thought.
'Exactly as it should be, my king, the one and only governor,' Amélia thought.
The other two were in shock and had not thought of anything.
[Mission Completed]
[All arms are under the control of the true ruler]
[Reward: You may choose between jumping to level 50 or selecting any weapon available in the current era of your world]
[Upon reaching level 50, the tutorial will end, and you will only need to wait for the ruler to awaken. Until then, train your servants for the First War]
[Currently, only silver weapons, wooden weapons, and magic staffs are available]
[What will be your choice?]
Dmitry smiled and said, "Let's slow down; we need to train for the great battle."
[Congratulations - You reached Level 50 - The tutorial is over - Now you can relax and wait for the day of the Great War]
After the encounter with the strange goblin, who introduced himself as Goboru, he took Dmitry and his group to where all of Dmitry's servants were. Following a celebration to mark the prosperous future of the world, everyone went to sleep, and the next day began an intense training session with their parents.
Seeing this, Dmitry realized it was time to return to the real world. He had lost track of time; it had been more than 24 hours since he had entered the game, which had started in the morning.
His sister had stopped calling him and was reading comics in the room, waiting for her gaming-obsessed brother to come out of his room.
When Dmitry finally disconnected from the game and stepped out of the VR device, he noticed his mouth was dry, and his clothes were stiff, as if they had dried at least three times. It seemed that Dmitry had been sweating a lot inside the machine, which had been like a sardine can for over a day.
"I need to go to the bathroom," Dmitry said, walking past his furious sister and heading for the bathroom. She noticed the situation wasn't great and went back to the living room to finish reading her comic.
'I should probably take my sister to a fast-food place. She looks angry,' Dmitry thought as he stood under the shower.
"Oh, I also need to send a message to that girl. What was her name again? Anyway, I finally finished the tutorial. Now I see why most people ignore it," Dmitry realized.
"Finally, I will fight with real people. If fighting monsters felt so amazing, what will it be like to fight someone at my level?" After a few minutes, Dmitry emerged from the bathroom, smiling as he saw the clothes his sister had picked out for him.
After getting dressed, he headed to his room. "Still, there's quite a bit of time before the tournament, and until then, I must defeat everyone and bring a life as good as or better than the one we had before for both of us."
"You don't need to, brother. I just want you to be happy playing. After all, we're not having money problems yet…" His sister smiled, getting up to walk over to Dmitry, hugging him with a worried look on her face.
"But please, don't overdo it. You don't know how I felt when I realized you had been in that machine for more than twelve hours. You need to take care of your body, or your girlfriend won't find you attractive anymore," Evina said, hoping that her brother, who had been somewhat slow lately, would fall into her trap.
"Okay, okay, I promise not to play too much," Dmitry said, raising his hand and smiling.
"So, is she really your girlfriend?" His sister asked with a grin, holding up her phone with a message from Mirian that read:
"Is she just a friend? It looks like you formed a team for the next tournament. Are you part of it?" Evina said, shaking the phone.
Dmitry looked at the message, took the phone from his sister's hand, and sent a reply to Mirian.
His sister stood beside him, watching everything he wrote.
"Of course, I finished the tutorial, so let's meet up," was Dmitry's message.
"FuFu, you're already setting up a date? Remember, if you have a child, we'll have money problems," his sister said, backing away and running to her room.
"But this girl never gets tired of this stuff. I guess I should eat something, then figure out how to relax," Dmitry thought.