A VR Travel Story That Makes You Want to Be Humiliated

Chapter 330: Auction House Attack (5)

Chapter 330: Auction House Attack (5)

This world is a game.

Originally, WM itself was a virtual reality game, and when I added the 'convenience' setting to the WM settings, the game-like aspect was further emphasized.

What if you didn't add convenience settings?

The world must have really been created like a small world. There are quite a few users who like it that way, saying it seems more realistic.

However, there are not many, but most of them preferred things that were moderately game-like rather than things that were very realistic.

That's right, there is no other manga game as good as reality.

So, I deliberately made WM more like a game, and thanks to this, some really classic developments came out.

For example.

"Let's not bully the weak kids and let's compete among ourselves. How do you feel?"

A boss fight or something.

A boss battle that begins when you defeat a certain number of mobs or hold out for a certain period of time against a much larger enemy. It's standard, right?

"For a moment! Why are you trying to compete as you please? "It was your contract to guard the auction house while the auction was taking place!"

Of course, common sense in games is different from common sense in reality.

Auction house officials who were among the mercenaries strongly protested.

They think that if we keep the siege like this and keep sending in mercenaries, we will get tired someday, and then we can just subdue them.

Considering the potions piled up in my inventory, it would probably take a lot longer for us all to tire out than the auction house staff thought, but they weren't wrong.

"Noisy. Do you think that we are mercenaries and that our lives are not a waste of money? "The losses we have suffered so far are already enormous."

The auction house official cringed at the mercenary group's executives' fierce behavior.

He shrugged his shoulders, which were not very wide, and barely got his words out.

"Ah... No. Still, the contract..."

"The contract was to guard the auction house while the auction was in progress, right? Now that the auction is over, the contract is over. Let's do something like that."

"What is that..."

It was true that the auction had ended as the executive said.

Is there any way for the auction to continue when the auction house building itself is bursting open?

However, if you think about it, the auction collapsed because the mercenaries failed to protect the auction house in the first place, so the executive's words were just an exaggeration.

"Why. Are you dissatisfied?"

It's just an excuse... Although it was true, if the opponent has an ax in his hand, it becomes absurd logic.

The official quietly bowed. It seemed like my last remaining duty was not to leave.

"Ah. It's quiet now. So. What about you guys? Shall we stick together?"

There was no reason for us to refuse.

After nodding, the executive pushed back the mercenaries wearing less than orange armbands.

After that, there were just over ten people left, including executives.

"What. Is this all that's left already? "If this had been a little late, it would have been a big problem."

It was thanks to the weasel quietly wandering around, taking advantage of the commotion caused by Asil's rampage and the range magic.

He's an assassin.

Asil and Weasel also returned to our camp.

"Let's go. Guys!!"

However, without a moment to catch your breath, the boss battle began.

?

"Wow!"

Asil rolled on the floor with an urgent voice.

Although his clothes were covered in dust, he was able to avoid the blade passing over his head.

"Why does it seem harder than before?!"

Asil quickly regained his bearings and took a step back.

As they said, the number of enemies was definitely smaller than before, but we were struggling harder than before.

This was because systematic cooperation came in as the idiots who did not know how to cooperate properly left out.

As their numbers decreased, the weasels, who had no shadow to hide in, were unable to dig into gaps like before and were only helping by shooting crossbows from afar.

That alone was enough for one person, but it was disappointing.

It seemed like it would be difficult for Asil to hold the line alone. I should also step forward.

I got out of the middle line to protect the two wizards in the rear and stepped forward.

A weasel will protect your back.

"Ugh!"

As soon as I could step forward, a mercenary stabbed me with a sword.

While dodging the tip of the sword that stretched out in a straight line, he kicked strongly in the side with his magically strengthened leg.

"Ouch!"

The mercenary who flew away with a scream rolled on the floor, entangling other mercenaries.

The other mercenaries were merely caught up and had no visible injuries.

The mercenary who was kicked directly may have cracked his ribs.

Just one battle.

Still, it was enough to turn off the aggro of the mercenaries who were focusing their full attention on Asil.

"There's one more person, right?"

"Then that means the way back has been opened! You guys! Strike the wizard!"

The mercenaries did not panic and calmly changed their strategy.

Indeed, it was a skillful response, different from that of the ragtag group.

There was just one thing I forgot.

If you divert those who were fighting in the front line to somewhere else, the battle power of the front line will be weakened.

It seems they thought they could ignore me because I was a tank.

In that case, it's enough to make it so that it can't be ignored.

"Once you take care of the wizard, the rest is easy! Hurry up and deal with it... Huh?!"

– Kaang!

I run towards the guy who was shouting loudly and swing my sword.

Unfortunately, it got blocked.

"Tsk... "It's quite surprising that you recognize this person who is an executive!"

"What do you mean?"

"Under! There's no use in pretending! "Be prepared because they won't treat you just because you're a woman!"

Anyway, at the point where you can strengthen your body with magical power, there is almost no difference between genders, so what kind of outdated talk are you talking about?

– Huh!

The great sword wielded by the officer rushed in, creating a huge wind pressure.

– Taang!

"Huh?!"

I was surprised when I blocked the attack from an obvious trajectory with my shield.

My arm went numb from the huge impact I felt from the shield.

It was definitely blocked properly?

I wasn't the only one surprised. The surrounding mercenaries were also shaken with surprise.

"Stop the executive's attack? Didn't that cut the golem in half?"

"It's a monster..."

Who sees a beautiful girl like me and calls her a monster?

The executive himself, whose attack was blocked, remained calm.

"Hoo. That shield. "It's not an ordinary item."

The executive adjusted his stance and adjusted his grip on the sword.

It was a rather unpleasant situation for me.

The executive's attack was so simple that his title as a mercenary executive was put to shame.

Slash down, or cut to the side.

Of course, there was no way he could have gotten an executive position with only these two skills.

This was due to skill level.

As my sword and shield skill greatly exceeded the executive's great sword skill, the executive's attack pattern became extremely simple.

Normally this would be a good thing for me, but the problem was that the executive's weapon was a great sword.

What changes if you can only cut vertically and horizontally? The great sword was originally such a weapon.

A great sword is something that makes you unable to even think about digging into it, based on its ferociousness that makes you feel like your flesh will fall off just by brushing against it, without any special technique.

Moreover, it is a powerful force that is difficult to block with a shield. It was difficult to deal with in many ways.

The best way to defeat an opponent like this unilaterally from a distance...

When I looked around, it seemed like everyone was busy fighting and had no time to support me.

At least I was relieved that the situation was made much more comfortable by retaining the executive who was in charge of the command.

"Ah. Damn it. "I thought it would be easier if I played the role of an infiltrator."

"Ha ha! It seems like something isn't going as planned, right? It's the same here, so it's normal for both of us!"

The executive rushed forward and raised his sword.

Vertical cut. It was such an obvious blow.

After predicting the trajectory and dodging one step to the side, the gap that appears...

– Kwaaaaang!!

"Ugh... !"

When the great sword hit the ground, the ground shook with a loud noise.

That brief moment when you brace yourself to avoid falling from the shaking that feels like an earthquake.

It was really only a moment, but before I knew it, a great sword was flying in front of my eyes.

It's already too late to avoid.

– Taang!

A dizzying pain shot through my arm, but I was able to block it safely.

If I hadn't stopped it, I would have been looking at the main menu by now, so I'm glad it ended with a sore arm.

Still, I was able to roughly figure out the pattern.

A type that compensates for the monotony of technology with overwhelming power.

It is unfortunate that the proficiency system cannot be corrected, but in other words, it is just a shame.

I waited for the tingling in my arms to subside a little, then kicked the ground and rushed forward.

"What difference will there be if we come the same way!"

The executive raised his sword high again.

As I said, if the same situation repeats itself, my loss will be great.

Of course I didn't intend to do that.

– Quang!!

A shock wave flows through the ground centered around the struck great sword.

It is easy to deal with it as long as you know that shock waves travel through the ground. I dodged the great sword and at the same time jumped slightly to avoid the shock wave.

"Everyone avoids me like that!"

However, it is impossible to avoid the subsequent horizontal slash in the air.

As if caught, the executive swung the great sword to the side, and I raised my shield while reading the great sword's trajectory.

– Tang!

The trajectory of the great sword was curved.

No, I made it bend.

In response to the rushing greatsword, he deflected the greatsword to the side with his shield, which was struck diagonally.

Even if it is a blow that is difficult to block from the front, it is quite possible to deflect it. In the first place, if you just block honestly with a shield, it's third-rate and can't even be called shield art.

My body, which was in the air and had nothing to stabilize it, spun due to the impact of deflecting the great sword.

My vision is spinning. However, this is within the prediction range.

Looking at the officer's surprised face, he swung his sword with the force of rotation.

Sigh!

Red blood was splattered.