Artens.
Hmm.
A month and a few days. That's how long I've been out.
Wait.
Doesn't that mean there are only about four months and a couple of weeks left until the entrance examination?
[… Yes. Why?]
Don't you get it?
Wait. Now that I think about it... do you know the future?
[USER, I KNOW EVERYTHING THAT YOU KNOW, SO YES, I KNOW THE SO-CALLED 'FUTURE']
"...Sighs"
If I remember correctly, a background arc happens around this time—a prelude to a future event around the fifth act, the very arc where Amael met his end.
[You mean… the Arten's Raid?]
"Yes, the Arten's Raid. That's it."
But… isn't this a bit too convenient?
I am literally in the right place at the right time!
The first Arten's Raid occurred a few months before the entrance examination. It was in this arc that two major characters found incredibly powerful relics.
[Sigh. YOU DO KNOW HOW WEAK YOU CURRENTLY ARE RIGHT?]
"…Yes,"
[And you still plan to join the raid?]
"And what's wrong with partaking int he Arten Raid?"
My chances of survival in this world are already questionable, and this whole LP nonsense feels like a chain keeping me tied to the plot. What's wrong with trying to protect myself?
"I just plan to sneak into the raid, get to the dungeon, and find those two relics—"
Oh.
…I see.
[You are currently the weakest person that can exist. You can't survive a minute in that dungeon, trust me,]
"…Sigh."
Then what am i to do... Just accept my death?
Anyone who's awakened is on another level. It doesn't matter if they're strong or weak—they'll still crush me. That's just how this world works.
"There has to be a way."
Yes, there has to be.
If the protagonist follows that dreaded route, I'm toast. Sure, there are other relics destined for him that I could try stealing later. But what if I don't even get the chance? What if the bastard kills me before I can do anything?
This is my one shot at a life-saving relic. If I don't get it, then…
…That's it. Game over.
[You're not wrong. But trying to get it will just hasten your death.]
"SO WHAT DO YOU WANT ME TO DO?!" I shouted, my frustration boiling over.
Maybe I shouldn't have escaped the mansion that day. At least then, I wouldn't be stuck with this problem of being powerless. Even if I ended up corrupted beyond salvation, at least I wouldn't die like an idiot.
"Sigh."
"Can't you just unseal me now and take the price from the LP I'll earn in the future?"
[No. That would violate my programming.]
'Fucking bastard.'
[Insulting me won't change a thing.]
"Sigh."
Fine. If I die, I die.
I'll stick to my original plan.
[… Suit yourself.]
"You can tell me where Arten is, right?" I asked, bracing myself.
[…I can, but—]
"Do it."
A translucent blue screen flashed before my eyes, displaying a detailed map. It was zoomed out so far that I was just a blinking dot on it.
Wow.
This is actually nice.
Maybe this system isn't completely useless after all.
[Ding.]
[-1 LP]
"Huh?"
…No.
NO WAY.
"YOU BASTARD, YOU DIDN'T JUST DO THAT!"
[I never said it was free, though (¬‿¬)]