Episode 13. Fire at the King (2)
‘What a jackpot.’
A bullet crafted by
Attack Power Bonus: +30%
Magic Penetration: +20%
Defense Penetration: +20%
—Remaining Rounds: 30
‘Where on earth did such a crazy bullet come from…’
Its attack power bonus percentage was three times higher than the
And yet, the level restriction was extremely low. Most likely, Brahman had pulled some strings in the meantime to craft it specifically to suit Ted.
“We’ll be getting out of here quickly over the next few days.”
“Understood.”
After that, Ted passed by the
He then continuously used movement techniques like
‘The damage here is relatively light…’
Even on his way here, Ted could feel the devastation of war.
Several villages had burned to ashes, and traces of war remained everywhere.
However, Count Saurlon’s domain was in relatively better shape.
According to what Ted had heard, the territory of Count Saurlon had been conquered at high speed by rankers of the 5th Division. The 5th Division rankers who had breached Saurlon’s two castle gates took the lives of the territory’s residents as collateral and negotiated, and as a result, Count Saurlon abandoned his territory.
Thanks to that, both Saurlon territory itself and its residents suffered minimal damage.
“Ha… so I’ve returned to my hometown after a long time. And I haven’t even achieved a decent realm yet.”
Baron Sibori let out a sigh of shame.
But they had no time to indulge in sentimentality.
Ted looked the baron straight in the eye and spoke.
“There are two reasons we came here.”
First, it was because
The proclamation ceremony included a ritual called
Ted had heard from Cheon Si-u that during the day, the crown would be transferred from the King of Pixie to Denno through the Crown Transfer.
Then
‘I will snipe Denno.’
Then he would need someone to steal the crown afterwards.
Attack power or combat skills weren’t necessary. He just needed someone with extremely secretive and swift feet.
But to reliably secure such a person, there was one thing he needed.
“First, let’s go somewhere together.”
Ted took Baron Sibori and headed somewhere.
Then he wandered around several places searching for
‘Not at home. Not at work. Where is she?’
After wandering aimlessly all day, Ted finally found her whereabouts. She was at the clinic.
“Hello. We met once before. I’m Ted.”
Ted met a woman at the clinic.
* * *
The next day.
Ted and Baron Sibori headed to the underground back-alley of a tavern with a cute name,
Perhaps because it hadn’t suffered much damage from the war, most facilities within the count’s territory were operating normally.
‘This place is still the same.’
The person who would become the second important paint in Ted’s picture was here.
However, as Ted entered the underground of Pangpon, he felt slight unease.
‘They won’t be cooperative, will they?’
Having spent a week with Tisai, the thief instructor, Ted had roughly grasped the habits of thieves.
They were people who lived and enjoyed each day merely by what they stole that day.
Would such beings have any patriotism to save Caron?
Ted’s doubts were resolved the moment he met Tisai.
‘Huh?’
A spacious room in the back-alley underground of Pangpon.
Three patients were lying on the pool table there. All of them were severely injured.
“…What brings you here, Ted.”
Someone approached Ted and spoke.
It was the thief instructor NPC, Tisai.
“What’s with your subordinates. What happened?”
“I asked you what you’re doing here. If you came to do something pointless, I’m in the worst mood right now, so I’d appreciate it if you left quickly.”
Ted looked over the fallen, critically injured individuals once more.
They were thief NPCs.
‘Did they get caught up in the war?’
Ted looked Tisai straight in the eye and said.
“Shall we talk for a moment?”
* * *
Not long ago.
The territory of Count Saurlon had been devastatingly breached by Pixie’s army, including the 5th Division.
At that time, the thief NPCs had considered it someone else’s problem and were thinking only of escaping.
But… the situation changed.
“Leona. She’s been hospitalized.”
Leona. She was the female NPC whom Ted had delivered a love letter to on Tisai’s behalf.
The territory of Count Saurlon had relatively little damage, but that was all. It wasn’t completely unscathed. All sorts of shells and siege weapons had been deployed to destroy the inner castle gates, and arrows had poured down.
It seemed Leona had been lightly hit by a fragment of the castle wall that flew off during that process.
“Damn it…!”
Because of that, Tisai was enraged.
At the same time, he felt helpless because there was nothing he could do.
He had considered robbing the newly appointed count who had established himself in the territory, along with his subordinates a few times, but it ended in failure every time. During that process, he himself had escaped safely, but his subordinates had been captured and seemed to have suffered quite a bit.
Thus Tisai was spending his days listlessly here.
“I need a guy with fast feet.”
Ted explained the plan he had prepared to Tisai.
And during that process, he even mentioned the necessity of
“What? So you think I’ll exert myself for you? Besides, that’s too dangerous.”
However, Tisai hesitated to readily join while feeling nervous.
And with good reason, because Ted’s plan was quite dangerous. For an NPC like him, it was something he might have to stake his life on, in a manner of speaking.
“I… really can’t do it. Damn it, I’m saying I don’t want to die.”
After trying to persuade Tisai for three hours, Ted shook his head and stood up.
“Whew. Elder. Let’s just go.”
“Yes, yes. Goodness, Caron is dying, yet you’re quietly backing out to save your own skin. You pathetic little thief.”
Sibori, who had been quietly listening until then, glared at Tisai with contemptuous eyes.
But Tisai didn’t offer any excuse.
“What will you do, Ted? Shouldn’t you go back to that girl? Her heart for Caron was pure. Probably because her parents are security officers.”
Sibori said to Ted.
“It’s fine. Um. If he says he won’t do it, forcing him won’t help.”
Ted gave up on the idea.
He had done everything he could. If it still didn’t work out, it was a matter of luck.
‘It’s a shame.’
In the grand picture Ted had prepared, he needed someone swift who could steal the crown during the
But actually, it didn’t matter much even without one. What was important was simply disrupting the proclamation ceremony and killing the newly appointed king.
‘If the new king dies and the crown goes missing too… it will probably take quite some time to craft a new one. During that time, Pixie won’t be able to issue orders under the king’s command. That would greatly help the resistance of the Caron Kingdom.’
Inside the
They were proof of
‘Well, I’ll figure out the rest somehow.’
There were too many variables after that for even Ted to calculate.
However, right now, he couldn’t find any NPC or user faster than Tisai—a 3rd job advancer,
Ted swallowed his disappointment and moved his steps toward his next target,
* * *
They walked a distance of several hours like that.
The sun set as evening came. Stars twinkled in the darkening sky.
Ted and Sibori were walking leisurely down such a road.
“Hey.”
At some point, Tisai was sitting on top of the alley wall where Ted was walking.
At that moment, Ted thought, ‘That’s it!’
“It was you?”
“What.”
“You visited Leona yesterday.”
“…….”
Tisai glared at him as if to kill.
The corners of Ted’s mouth twitched upward as he faced him.
“So?”
“…Damn bastard.”
“Let’s go.
“You sly bastard…”
—NPC
Tisai gritted his teeth and recalled what had just happened.
Tisai had secretly met Leona outside the clinic, timing it like any other day.
But today, Leona’s reaction was different from usual.
Leona had said to Tisai, “I want to see you exerting yourself for the Caron Kingdom.”
‘Damn that Ted bastard. He knew Leona’s parents were security officers and used that.’
The reason Tisai hadn’t been able to send a single letter to Leona in the past.
It was because Leona’s parents were officials in the security force.
It seemed Ted had discovered that fact when he delivered the letter in his stead.
Leona, who had already been educated about love for her country through her family upbringing, had probably met Ted last night and heard, “Please persuade Tisai to cooperate to save Caron.”
Because of his NPC character setting, which included , Tisai couldn’t bring himself to say he couldn’t do it in front of his beloved Leona.
Seeing such simplicity of the NPC, Ted inwardly cheered.
‘All I could do was meet Leona and persuade her. Seems like things worked out well…’
Tisai’s guess was accurate.
Last night, Ted had met Leona separately and spoken about Tisai. He said he needed Tisai’s strength to liberate Caron.
‘Great. It’s great but… something…’
But he hadn’t expected it to resolve like this. Ted gave a bitter smile at the unexpected situation.
His luck was good to a strange degree. Because he had rarely experienced such a thing in his life, it came with an even more uneasy feeling.
“Don’t worry, Tisai. We will revive Caron, and you will be remembered as a living hero.”
“Damn it.”
Anyway, that wasn’t what was important now.
Having successfully recruited Tisai, Ted took the two and wandered the night streets to find his final target.
‘God Juntae… where did that bastard live around here.’
The most important figure in Ted’s grand picture. God Juntae.
In fact, he was far more important than the other two NPCs.
If Sibori or Tisai were certain colors of paint, God Juntae was the canvas itself.
Because he was the user who would safely move Ted’s party into the
‘He was a very despicable bastard.’
God Juntae had switched his affiliated nation to Pixie as soon as Pixie conquered Caron.
He then used his money and considerable power to oppress many NPCs belonging to Caron. His actions were so vile that they became known externally.
Thanks to that, he gained the favor of the Pixie Kingdom and amassed considerable wealth.
He was a
‘But that wasn’t all.’
Last night. After meeting Leona, Ted had wandered around the territory to find out more, and discovered something astonishing.
God Juntae was expanding the
‘Furthermore…’
A few days ago, in reality, God Juntae had also been in the documents Cheon Gyeong-u obtained from Cheon Si-u.
It was the
‘If I were God Juntae in this situation, what would I do?’
God Juntae was definitely someone who enjoyed business and speculation more than the game called Face Chronicle, a so-called money-mad bastard.
Would such a guy quietly attend the proclamation ceremony, clap for the birth of a new king, and leave?
Absolutely not.
“We’ve arrived.”
In the dead of night.
The two NPCs, along with Ted, headed toward God Juntae’s house.
Users didn’t necessarily need a house. However, having a house made hiding items extremely convenient, so God Juntae had a fairly large house.
Entering through the front gate carried too many risks. However, with the three of them combined, their levels totaled 1,500! They leaped as if flying through the air and headed toward the second-floor window of God Juntae’s house.
“What kind of bastard is the owner of this house? Why are there so many locks on the window?”
Tisai grumbled.
“Can you pick them?”
“Hey. I’m a thief instructor, you know.”
But he was the best thief in the territory of Count Saurlon.
Picking a few locks was nothing at all.
Soon, Tisai opened the door with flashy handiwork, picking each lock.
“There are no traps inside. Come in.”
Soon, Ted, Sibori, and Tisai carefully entered the house.
After thoroughly searching the second floor, they carefully went down to the first floor.
And when they couldn’t find any particular trace of a person on the first floor either, they headed down to the first basement floor this time.
Light was leaking from a secluded room in the first basement floor. The three carefully approached it. Since all three were either 3rd job advancers or Ted who was close to that level, not a single sound was made even when they moved together.
“Shh. There’s a person there. Is that the guy you mentioned?”
“Ted. Is that bastard the turncoat?”
Tisai and Sibori spoke cautiously.
“That’s right. I’ll go in now. Everyone wait outside the building.”
After sending the two away, Ted entered while using
“Wow, Sipa. I told you, you gotta pull the right strings. Keh… nothing makes money like stolen goods. Ah, just how rich is this big brother gonna get!”
God Juntae smiled, his cheeks twitching, as he looked at the various equipment items he had newly obtained.
Thanks to his vow of absolute loyalty to Pixie, God Juntae had obtained partial rights to distribute and dispose of stolen goods.
‘Let’s work a little harder. Then I’ll make a fortune.’
Just as God Juntae was rejoicing, imagining the fortune laid out before his eyes.
Click.
A cold hunk of metal pressed against the back of his head.
‘Wh-what.’
The extremely threatening feel of a musket… Startled, God Juntae froze in his seat.
“Shall we talk?”
Soon, a voice cold as a lump of lead stabbed into his ear.