Deceased Trapped in a Game

7th floor – Lv. 32 Ordinary Exiles (1)

As with the Royal Rumble in professional wrestling, new exiles are constantly being introduced, and you can be ambushed as soon as you go down the stairs.

He wrapped his magic and prepared to react immediately.

The hunter, similar to me, first rolled his body, grasped the surroundings, and aimed at the place where the sound was coming from.

As a result, we yelled at each other and ended up pointing at each other.

“what are you doing?”

The girl asks puzzledly.

Feeling embarrassed, I scratched my head and stood up.

“Did you see a message popping up saying it was a tip? This is the floor where the PVP hangs. Be prepared for an ambush.”

“Yeah? Why didn’t you tell me something so important!”

“I told you.”

“when?”

“Whenever I have time, I’ll tell you what this is and that.”

“Okay. I’ll admit. My grades at that school were faster to count backwards.”

In particular, he murmured that he was weak in memorization subjects. Instead, physical education would have been perfect.

“It was forbidden to participate in the sports competitions. I just watched every day…”

“Um, yes. You can participate in the 7th floor athletic meet.”

“is that so?”

It’s funny, but the PVP level of the labyrinth really feels like an athletic meet.

It’s not like I spent a lot of time on the 7th floor, where PVP or something like that popped up.

Few exiles like me are pressed for time. For most of the exiles who challenge the kingdom, it is still time to let go.

Unless you’re exceptionally lucky, obviously.

Then everyone thinks here.

The size of even layers is limited.

The resources that an Exile can obtain on one floor are limited.

You can’t catch monsters that are continuously genuine like in online RPG games.

Even in situations where reinforcements can arrive from outside the map, sudden death is fast in such a map without exception.

Other parties without a girl in the first place are usually not yet entangled in a narrative of that scale.

The time attack record for entering my kingdom in a normal state is less than a week. It’s only that level of difficulty.

In this game, so the labyrinth, snowball is important.

The gain increases as you roll it like a snowball.

You have to roll a lot faster than others.

If you are strong in the beginning, your growth will be accelerated. The key is to gradually roll it up and grow it.

The same goes for after the kingdom.

So, when the tutorial section, Kingdom Transfer, is over and you enter the Kingdom as a newbie, it is also very important.

Because the kingdom has to keep rolling the snowballs of that profit.

Now we have a problem.

What to hunt on odd floors?

Refugees do not come here.

Resources are limited.

Yes.

For exiles, exiles are also valuable prey.

It’s not just experience.

What kind of luck they may have had on other even-numbered floors than me.

valuable equipment.

High-performance consumables.

Maybe even a race card that was not used yet and was saved.

Only 7th floor. There is no reason not to gamble if you are confident.

From the second theme on, the odd-numbered floor can be a more important hunting ground than any even-numbered floor.

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Just because there are no even-numbered floors does not change the theme of the snowy field.

Even taking that into account, the 7th floor was a bit vicious.

On top of a constantly flowing glacier.

There is not even a handful of proper land.

Although the size of the glacier is not much different from the land, it collapses and cracks sufficiently depending on the gimmick that exists.

Below that is only the ice-cold sea.

This is the best kind of terrain for so-called hooking.

I decided to find a gloomy place to use as a base.

Not all glaciers are flat.

The terrain itself is quite complex and there are many things that can be called ice caves.

It is more like a maze like an anthill built on a mass of huge drift ice and icebergs congealed together.

There was no one there, even though it moved quite a bit. There are only traces of footprints.

“Let’s just go over this floor quietly without anything special.”

“Yes? Why?”

The girl asks a question in a slightly ambiguous manner.

“What the other guys have to get on the even-numbered floors will be nothing compared to the floors we’ve been through.”

“It’s my first time, so I don’t know.”

“Remember the vampire lord we went through on the 4th floor?”

The girl shuddered.

“Oh, I saw you in my dream yesterday.”

“Somehow, he struggled. Do you know that he woke up because of me? Anyway, that guy, if it’s normal, he’ll come out after the 20th floor.”

“Eh, this is now…”

“Seventh floor.”

“Is that so? Why? We’re the only ones who are weird.”

I can’t say it’s because of you.

I answered as I had thought in advance.

“I think something hit the trigger. It’s not a normal progression. But it’s a benefit, so it’s not bad.”

“Benefit? Why? I think it’s too hard.”

“Experience is different. The other exiles will be at most 50 or so. What level are you?”

The girl blinked a little long and answered.

I also got quite used to opening the mind map.

Practice to open it while blinking really lightly, not for a long time, and in the past, you should be able to open it at will at any time.

“It’s 72.”

“I’m 89.”

“I ate it all by myself on the last floor…”

“Uh-huh, write. I need to write pretty words. Yep.”

“I ate it all by myself…”

Strictly speaking, even at level 50 on the 7th floor, it is a level close to the limit that can be reached without killing an exile.

Assuming that the difficulty level was average and not unusually high, I had to almost read the 5th floor boss battle like myself.

“Think of the equipment there.”

A purple dagger that still radiates an ominous aura.

It is now a memento of the dead Kakrish, and if it is known that he has it in the kingdom, he should be concerned about his life.

It’s the equipment of [Hero Unit].

“There is nothing other than that!”

“No, it’s just that the equipment we wear is a few steps higher than the other exiles.”

Quetzalcoatl’s scales were removed by all parties, but it’s rare to find a party that met a dwarf on the 6th floor and made it with equipment.

Even if it wasn’t for that, the armor captured from the abyss wasn’t even that low-class.

The girl frowns as if trying to recall the other exiles she’d seen.

“Um, sure. It’s shabby. There were people who just wore jeans…”

If your outfit looks like a resident of a medieval fantasy at first glance, you are already in luck.

It was like that at the female archer’s party. Wizards wear robes, archers wear leather armor.

A pretty dress or a well-fitted suit is of no help in battle.

“Still, we have nothing to regret just looking at the assortment, right?”

Rather, it is excessive enough. There is a reason why all doubts were erased with just one pendant of Sir Dusbourne in the dwarf village on the 6th floor.

Except for the degree of racial confusion, wherever you look, it is no different from the inhabitants of the continent.

“It’s not strange if the eyes of the person who saw it turn around if it’s the Leaf Fairy’s priestly uniform you’re wearing right now.”

The girl was given a leaf fairy’s robe instead of the magic stump’s robe.

It was also a spare of the priest’s clothes, and it was a thing that the god of nature gave him protection.

Another piece of equipment that received divine protection is the Eye of Akasha, Kakrish’s dagger.

It’s hard to see these two as equal, but nevertheless, protective equipment is valuable regardless of whether it was before or after the kingdom.

In the gaming days, there would be an orange icon that meant unique when you hover your mouse over it.

“That’s right. Can’t we all win?”

I shook my head.

“If we do a fair tournament, that’s okay.”

Think about what happened on the 3rd floor and what happened during the boss battle on the 5th floor.

“Now we’re golden goblins.”

“…Ah. Killing us and robbing us is a total profit, isn’t it?”

“Yeah. If you’re going to fight anyway, you have to kill an exile with better equipment and get drunk. Several parties have come together to attack.”

A problem caused by a labyrinth where death is lightened?

I don’t really think so. Humans are inherently creatures capable of making various decisions in extreme situations.

It’s just that the specificity that it’s not a complete murder makes that decision easier.

The outlaws on the 3rd floor were not the ones who reached the kingdom in the first place and aimed to clear this labyrinth.

The exiles on the 7th floor are not outlaws, but they are those who navigate the labyrinth with skill that differs from the outlaws in basics.

Even if they are good, there are bound to be many who do not tolerate legal hunting anywhere.

“Are you going to start this soon?”

“It seems so.”

The hunter answered, looking at the footprints on the ground.

Fortunately, it is not a floor with great rules.

It has a structure that is close to a party battle royale.

As long as the number of people is reduced to a certain extent, if nothing goes wrong, the stairs will open.

Exiles are funny, the moment the stairs open, they stop fighting like a lie.

First of all, because most people know that you shouldn’t create grudges.

It’s a gesture that kills as needed, not outlaws.

PVP is a layer with an implicit promise that exiles can hunt humans with each other.

However, if you do more than that, you will be defined as an outlaw and will be attacked.

It really is like a sports event.

The girl intervened.

“How specifically do you start?”

“The countdown will start. After that, all parties will be able to see each other.”

Naturally, the girl’s expression became incomprehensible.

The hunter murmurs.

“From before, traces like footprints have been seen, but there is no human form. They are all here, but they cannot interfere with each other.”

“After the countdown, we can see each other and we can attack. Then the fight begins.”

Location selection is important. This is because the fight starts suddenly without knowing the condition of the opponent’s equipment.

“It’s not a good idea to go upstairs, because everyone thinks the same.”

“It’s a direction without a footprint.”

“Okay, let’s stay well. We have nothing to regret if we don’t kill people here.”

How hard is each floor? Still, the previous floor was physically comfortable.

There was never any deviation from the plan.

The 6th floor was the peace I felt after a long time.

The only problem is that you have to feel comfortable on the floor where [Meteor Swarm] is forcibly applied with power.

If it had failed then, there would have been a magical disaster that would remain in the history of the continent.

Finally, a suitable location was found. I’m glad I found it before the countdown started.

It is inconspicuous, there is no room for it to function as a strategic point, and it is moderately gloomy and there is a retreat.

It seems that a small thing has even entered the igloo.

“pretty.”

The girl looked up at the ceiling of the cave and said.

“Light passes through very well. It’s clear ice.”

Light penetrates even into the depths of a large glacier.

It is not enough to understand the location of others, but the view of the pale light shining softly is dreamy.

Earth’s glaciers are not like this.

In a world where magic exists, there are many natures that cannot be seen from Earth.

[10]

A number floats in front of my eyes without any context.

“Isn’t this a second?”

“There are exiles who are not used to candles, so do you care about that?”

The number of countdowns decreases constantly, but does it feel like 5 seconds?

number becomes 0.

Now nothing should happen… … .

Five people appeared in front of me. There were suddenly nine people in a small space.

The youngest quickly raises the shield.

It is a form of preparing for a situation where an attack is flying.

No one said anything, but they often show that kind of response. If it’s a rough life, it’s no less proof than anyone else.

“Didn’t the damn thing go away?”

“I think I erased the footprints and thought that there was no one there.”

Conversations like that move quickly between the opposing party members.

It looks like they’re also John Burpots?

I stepped out of the youngest’s back and raised both hands before anything happened.

“Wait a minute. You guys there. You were going to hide here anyway, didn’t you?”

After a moment of silence, the person who seemed to be the party leader of the other party affirmed.

“Hey, so are we. We want to hide here because good things are good and break up when the stairs open? How about?”

Our party’s equipment is intimidating at first glance.

There’s no way they want to start a fight.

They accepted my opinion without any major complaints.

be at peace What a beautiful resounding word.

“It’s a question of how many people are left to open the stairs.”

At the opposing leader’s words, I pretended to be harmless and smiled.

“Usually, there are about 50 people in a capacity of 100 people. That’s plenty.”

“Oh yeah? Knowing that, you must be quite old.”

The other’s gaze slowly turned to Akasha’s eyes. but soon falls there is no previous

The number of people limit will also come to mind soon. Assuming there are about 100 people, the clear conditions will be determined around 50 people.

I remember the moment I spoke.

[4]

For a moment, I doubted my eyes. I really thought I was wrong.

“Yes… people?”

A deep silence came along with someone’s dazed murmur.

I’ll have to kill the five in front first.

How ephemeral is peace. Damn it.