I Became a 6? Gacha Character

Chapter 304: King of the Feathered Ones 3

Chapter 304: King of the Feathered Ones 3

TL/Editor: raei

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There are such stories.

There are sayings that a man, even with the strength to lift just a single tissue, will seek out a woman, or that his brain is located below the belt, or that he's a walking hard-on....

These are hasty generalizations, but they're somewhat awkward criticisms to refute, especially for the guy who cried about the new character being male and ran a macro script.

Seeing the way the adventurers behave in such situations makes it really hard to argue against these stereotypes.

"Didn't we have a higher-tier adventurer last time who got infected after assaulting a doppelganger?"

"This time, it's a mid-tier adventurer. I heard it's the adventurers who were helping the mages carry luggage who became victims."

"Can we even call them victims...?"

Below, there were those infected by attacking doppelgangers, and above, there were fools who tried to hunt harpies and ended up being hunted themselves.

Indeed, the harpies are beautiful.

Many adventurers just ogled them because they didn't speak human languages and walked around nearly naked, like beautiful primitives.

Jokingly, some said the alcohol here tasted better than the booze outside, but they seemed to have no intention of actually touching them.

Or it seemed so, but the problem was that there were quite a few with sinister intentions.

Of course, I'm not the one to talk, having spent the night with the Harpy Queen at her request...

But if they had met outside the kingdom, shouldn't they have been a bit suspicious?

This isn't like kids who follow strangers for candy; these are idiots who follow anyone who spreads their legs.

We got a hint because of this, but the feeling of pity doesn't go away.

Even if they're mid-tier adventurers, if they have the skill to come up above the 40th floor, their earnings and quality of life in the city wouldn't be something to scoff at.

Whether they find a girlfriend, a wife, or become big spenders in the red-light district like mercenaries, or live a flashy nightlife, they should have the affluence to live freely.

Yet, they end up missing while trying to seduce a harpy...

"Where did they disappear?"

"From what I've heard, it seems like it was on the 46th floor. How should I put it? Their tracks were so clear that although they've gone missing, it was immediately noticeable."

Listening further, there was a reason why the disappearance was noticed right away.

The missing parties were mid-tier adventurers who had come up escorting a caravan.

Normally, mid-tier adventurers would find it hard to operate above the 40th floor, but now, they're not hunting monsters but rebuilding cities and expanding kingdoms, so there was plenty of work to keep them around.

The problem is their usual behavior.

Whether mercenaries or adventurers, they're a breed that lives by the sword and throws their lives away, so it's hard to say they act properly even if you twist your mouth.

These guys, too, were the type to spend their earnings from quests on women, gambling, and drinking their earnings away.

Seeing a fully armed harpy, these guys probably thought, "Here's a fine woman spreading her legs for free," and happily followed her, even bragging about it to other porters.

"So, you mean they bragged about it to the caravan workers and then followed her later?"

"That's right. They weren't kidnapped right away... They talked, returned to the city, gathered their party, had a drink, boasted to the workers, went to meet the harpy, and then just disappeared. The next morning they didn't return, and when contract issues came up, the workers reported it."

Irene asked incredulously.

After all, it's hard to believe a story where they gathered their own party and willingly got themselves kidnapped.

But reality is harsh, and idiots are plentiful.

The mid-tier adventurers, filled with anticipation of a tryst with a harpy, dashed out of the city of the stone dwarves and disappeared, leaving only their last destination known to the porters.

They had blabbed about it so much that the co-employed workers, adventurers at the next table in the tavern, and streetwalkers looking for night-time clients all knew about it.

"So it's not the 45th floor but the 46th floor. We should start our exploration there today."

-I never thought we'd receive hints like this

-Adventurers who out themselves to keep the stream going lol

-Are those adventurers the ones with tattoos on their forearms and a bit of a belly?

-Seriously, whether it's below or here, the losers are real

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-Please don't stereotype and look down on our smoked ham friends

As we walked around gathering information, the viewers were so dumbfounded they laughed. It was like tracking footprints on fresh cement; the adventurers had drunkenly blabbed so openly that their tracks were clear.

Additionally, while trying to earn extra money by collecting rocks outside, after meeting the armored harpy, one of the party members was lured away.

In the city, they drank and spouted nearly obscene tales about harpies to laborers, inn staff, and prostitutes.

After getting thoroughly drunk, they all gathered and headed straight out of the city—

"We should also go to the 46th floor then. Since there's no city on that floor, we need to pack plenty of food."

"True, since the harpies can fly, it might take a while."

Following those clear traces, we headed to the 46th floor.

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Raei Translations

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"We should have just started with the 46th floor from the beginning. Logically, after a mid-boss appeared on the 45th floor, there wouldn't be much left."

-That's hindsight, but it's true lololol

-Still, it's better to search thoroughly; exploring everything wasn't a bad idea

-How do you wear that? Is it like a fish cake mold that snaps on the front and back?

-lol looking at armor and thinking of fish cakes

While walking toward the 46th floor, Han Se-ah looked up at the sky and sighed.

It was because Grace immediately spotted a harpy flying in the distance.

Not a harpy with the body of a black eagle, but one with red wings spread wide.

We hadn't seen these when we roamed the 47th and 48th floors, so why were they suddenly visible on the 46th floor?

It seemed there was no explanation other than Han Se-ah's bad luck.

Despite her impressive gaming skills, Han Se-ah's luck was disastrously poor.

In skill-based games, she could astonish her viewers with her performance, but in games involving luck, the thumbnail always showed her screaming face.

For instance, after defeating the beginner's nightmare boss on her first try in a mobile game, she couldn't pull even one SSR in a 100-pull gacha.

After placing second in a FPS tournament with a decent performance, she couldn't get the desired gun skin even after 150 pulls.

Seeing her meet a 6? by chance, viewers claimed she had used up her lifetime's luck, so maybe this situation was also related to her luck.

"Are those the harpies drawn on the mural?"

"They're not just wearing armor. There's something on their feet too... It looks like sharp blades are attached to their talons."

As I thought about Han Se-ah's misfortune, the armed harpy flew lower and approached us.

As Grace said, it wore simple armor on its upper body and steel boots shaped like talons on its feet.

With wings instead of hands, they couldn't use spears or bows.

Yet, as a monster on the 46th floor, its imposing presence was significant.

A powerful new monster on the 46th floor was fully equipped with armor and weapons.

Considering the ability to fly, an average mid-tier adventurer party couldn't even scratch it and would likely be torn to pieces by those talons.

"Human—!"

"What? It can speak."

"Hanna, you said those adventurers had a conversation with a harpy and then volunteered to go out..."

"Ah... that's right."

----Has it only been an hour since we brought up that story?

-Still, goldfish forget everything in 3 seconds, but Se-ah remembers for a whole 50 minutes.

-What are you talking about? Goldfish memory lasts more than two weeks.

-?? I'm already getting confused about last week.

-Han Se-ah's memory beats the fish in our home aquarium!

As the harpy with red wings fluttered down and began to speak, a husky voice could be heard.

She wore armor, but her sharp appearance made her look like a tough lady who might smoke cigarettes.

Of course, she wasn't just a lady smoking in a back alley but a real one wielding a sword.

The armored harpy, asserting she had no hostile intentions, landed on a rock a little distance away and folded up her blade-like talons.

Han Se-ah naturally stepped forward to initiate a conversation.

"What's going on?"

Instead of asking "Who are you?" she directly asked, "What's going on?"

It seemed like the right choice, as the armored harpy began to speak its piece.

"Strong Humans, join the, Empire?"

"The Empire?"

"Yes, the Empire? the great queen's, Empiiire?"

It was unclear if the harpy was struggling with human language or if it was a peculiar accent of the Empire's harpies, but her voice trailed off at the end of her sentences.

Still, it was understandable enough to carefully listen to the explanation.

...So there are two nations, the Harpy Kingdom and the Harpy Empire?

Well, there's no reason only humans would have multiple nations.