Anonymous Hero

Ding.

[Consumes 1 Wish Stone.]

[Acquires ‘Heal’.]

A Skill appeared.

Ooh.

Seeing [Heal] added to the Skill window, Americano slightly reduced her distrust of [Prayer].

The information [Prayer] gives can’t be trusted, but she wished to know what more she could do.

However,

[Wishes can only be used once per day.]

Eek.

It seems she can’t.

It’s a shame, but what can she do?

Putting aside her disappointment,

She left the Chapel.

She exited the Temple, and…

“….”

Outside was a mess.

Pavement blocks were overturned.

The dirt ground was exposed.

Even the outer walls of nearby buildings had collapsed.

The crowd that had filled the front of the Temple was nowhere to be seen, and only ominous explosions echoed.

Thump.

Bang.

Bang.

Clang.

The collision of metal on metal.

It wasn’t far away.

The traces of destruction throughout the streets were caused by battle.

Battle.

Destruction.

Explosions.

Screams.

Hunters from different guilds often argued.

But even so, inside the village, they only argued verbally, rarely escalating to physical fights.

‘Maybe it’s because it’s a game, and no one stopped them.’

Tsk.

What a shitty way to play a game.

Just then.

Bang! Someone was sent rolling through the building opposite.

The building with the hole collapsed completely.

“Cough, cough.”

She spat out blood.

A blonde woman wearing blue clothes.

Judging by her attire, she seemed to be a Magician.

Americano crouched beside the woman.

[Heal]

“Ugh…”

“Are you okay?”

“Th, thank you.”

She seemed to have internal injuries.

Americano cast [Heal].

Weakly.

[Heal] used Magical Power, creating a chill, and using it excessively was bad for the body.

The Female Magician recovered enough to raise her upper body.

Americano pressed her head back down.

“Rest more and then go.”

“I can’t. If the young lady gets hurt… if I’m not by her side…”

“I don’t know who that is, but going in this state will only hinder, not help, you know?”

“Still… that’s more…”

“Just rest a bit and then go.”

Bang.

Thump.

Boom.

Clang.

Rumble.

Another building collapsed.

Aaaaaah.

Ugh.

People’s screams.

Americano spoke to the Priest guarding the Temple entrance.

“Why is the atmosphere so different from when I entered the Temple?”

“Ahahaha.”

He only laughed awkwardly.

“Aren’t you going to stop them?”

“It’s something the Heroes are doing, so we can’t interfere.”

“Are they really Heroes if they’re doing this?”

“Ahahaha.”

The so-called Heroes were fighting.

Destroying buildings.

Collapsing them.

Breaking them.

As if they didn’t care about the people living inside, once again,

Rumble.

A building collapses.

The debris of the collapsed building burst like bubbles.

A crimson warrior, who had been buried inside, jumped up and disappeared somewhere.

People in black uniforms passed by,

People in white uniforms brushed past.

There were also people with tree emblems,

And people with Dragon emblems.

They were probably Clans who came to occupy Gospel.

Watching them fight, fall, and struggle fiercely made her sigh.

How fun.

A Clan War was taking place.

A battle between groups.

Americano wanted to join in and fight too, but she felt like she would only be misunderstood.

Even if she was lucky enough to defeat all those Clans, it would be difficult to be recognized as the occupier of Gospel. How could she manage the village alone?

The work a Solo could do was extremely limited when it came to managing a village.

The giant Clan fought for the hegemony of Gospel.

The Solo could only watch the outcome of the fight.

‘Even if I side with the NPC and fight, the Lord won’t hand over authority to me.’

If I persuade him?

I’m an [Outsider]?

Haa…

Just then,

Suddenly.

The Female Magician grabbed Americano’s wrist.

“I’m ready now. More importantly, come with me.”

“Where to?”

“I’ll definitely repay you if you help me…!”

“….”

She nodded.

The Female Magician didn’t even look at her and pulled her arm, running.

The Female Magician stopped.

She looked around.

This was where the crimson warrior had been.

Bang!

A building exploded.

Something soaring into the sky was visible.

A crimson object shining in the sunlight.

It fell according to gravity.

“Kuh…!”

She trembled and stood up.

The Female Magician made a fuss.

“Young lady..! Pl, please heal her quickly!”

“Yes…”

Americano glanced around, assessed the situation, and gave the crimson armored woman [Heal].

While giving [Heal].

“Kahaha. To think you’d try to oppose me with such skill, it seems you’re the one who’s pathetic, not me.”

The owner of the voice, which she had heard somewhere before, trudged over the rubble.

A blonde man.

Black uniform.

Of the Demonic Cult… who was he again? She had only seen his face briefly, so she didn’t know his name.

Anyway, the blonde man approached with a pleased expression.

“I can say you fought well against Yoo Seung-won of Swiftness from the Demonic Cult. I’ll praise you. You did well. But now, it seems it’s time for me to kill you.”

Considering how relaxed he was speaking, the blonde man’s condition was also quite battered.

The crimson armored woman’s greatsword looked like it could kill with just one hit, so he must have dodged the greatsword… at least the Blade.

The blonde man flinched and stopped.

“You…”

He looked at Americano and his face turned red.

Anger filled his face.

No words.

He immediately bent down, took a stance, and charged in with all his might.

As he used the modifier Swiftness, he was fast.

The distance between them was about 30 meters.

He closed it in an instant.

But taking a stance meant accelerating to an uncontrollable speed.

Changing direction,

He can’t do it, can he?

Americano,

Fzzzt.

Sprayed Electric Shock forward.

Bang!!!!

Thunder struck.

Even if he was Swift, he couldn’t match the speed of light.

Lightning struck the blonde man.

“Kuh…!”

Electrocuted, he lost his footing, passed Americano, and crashed into the rubble of the building across the street.

“Use this chance to move her. That won’t kill him.”

“Ah, yes!”

“Let go…!”

“Young lady, you can’t even escape from my arms, what more are you going to fight?”

“Ugh… I’m not…”

“You lost? Shut up and take off your armor. It’s heavy.”

The crimson armored woman removed her armor from the equipment window.

Then, from within the removed helmet, a cute and slender-faced girl appeared.

The Female Magician tried to lift her,

But she seemed to be struggling.

“I’ll carry her.”

“I’m sorry.”

“….”

Rather, Americano was grateful.

To jump into this kind of situation, it was better to participate accidentally than intentionally. That justification could be used to excuse helping these two.

She didn’t want to be evaluated as someone who couldn’t read the atmosphere and ruined the Clan War.

Americano picked up the crimson woman and fled the scene.

While the Female Magician Nabi was casting and memorizing Magic, men in black uniforms rushed in. Occasionally, men in white uniforms also joined in.

“Anonymous?!”

Who’s that?

She shot lightning at their foreheads.

“Anonymous, you say?”

“Who is that?”

No, they keep saying Anonymous, Anonymous, but who is that Anonymous?

Americano was able to hear the situation from Skilla, who had crimson hair.

“Anonymous is a nickname given to someone who uploads Tower攻略 videos anonymously.””

“Anonymous?”

“Anonymous is amazing. She clears the Tower alone with SSS Rank, defeating any monster without a single scratch? She’s on a different level from those other scrubs.”

“Heeh… without a single scratch.”

Americano recalled her own climbing journey.

That journey was full of scars.

If there hadn’t been recovery after clearing, it would have been difficult to climb two floors a day in the beginning.

“That Anonymous person is amazing. To climb without a single scratch. I can’t imitate that.”

As expected, someone amazing in reality must be amazing in the game too.

That was how Full Dive games worked.

Body movements and techniques.

Besides, if your real body was strong, you could set your Avatar to be stronger, right?

The bonus points calculation criteria during Avatar setting was based on the specs of the real body.

The stronger you were as a Hunter in reality, the different your starting line was.

‘There’s no way I, who put a lot of points into Charm, can match that.’

The goal of the game was 1st place.

But the barrier of reality was high.

Climbing without a single scratch, she recalled the Tower boss monsters she had defeated so far.

From the Goblin Trio on the 1st Floor to the Orc Elite Warrior on the 20th Floor, Chris the Human Knight on the 21st Floor, the Basilisk on the 22nd Floor, the Orc Elite Warrior on the 23rd Floor, the Mountain King Ogre on the 24th Floor, and Witch Win on the 25th Floor.

How could you not have a single scratch?

There were amazing masters in the world.

No-hit climbing was unimaginable.

Wow…

It was truly amazing.

“Do you feel how amazing Anonymous is?”

“Yes.”

“…I don’t know because I haven’t seen it, but don’t believe the young lady’s words as they are. She doesn’t make up facts, but she exaggerates a bit.”

“Is that so?”

“Um…”

“Young lady.”

“…A little. But I didn’t lie. Anonymous is amazing!”

She spoke passionately, as if defending herself like a child caught in a prank.

Then,

“But why do the Demonic Sect guys mistake you for Anonymous?”

Skilla suddenly asked.

“I don’t know. Maybe my characteristics are a bit too similar.”

Gumiho had said that the Heroes were looking for a woman who was female, busty, long-haired, had a Magic Sword, and was one-armed.

Americano thought it was her when she first heard those words, but after hearing Skilla’s explanation, it didn’t seem like it.

‘Exaggeration…’

It would be a lie if she said the thought didn’t cross her mind.

“Female, busty, long-haired.”

She excluded the Magic Sword.

It was Gusta’s confidential research.

Come to think of it, there must be more than one or two blacksmiths using Gumiho as a furnace.

It was just rare because it was a beginner area.

“And one-armed. I didn’t have an arm until just now. I think they mistook me for Anonymous because of that.”

“You didn’t have an arm?”

“Yes. It was eaten by a monster. Because I was unskilled…”

“Oh dear. Did it hurt a lot?”

“Yes.”

It hurt a lot.

“But you two don’t seem to think I’m Anonymous? Those… Demonic Sect people probably know I was one-armed and firmly believe it.”

“Hehe. I don’t make that mistake like those guys. How many times do you think I’ve rewatched Anonymous’s videos?”

She said confidently.

“Above all, anyone who pays a little attention knows that Anonymous’s Special Ability is Cryo-ability.”

“Cryo-ability?”

“Yeah. But you’re lightning, right?”

“Yes… well, that’s right.”

Cryo-ability.

Frost.

‘It can’t be, right?’

The Frost of [Nine Yin Severed Meridians] and the Cryo-ability of Awakened Ability were different at a glance.

If it was a strategy video, the Hunters would have all seen it, so how could they not distinguish it?

The Cryo-ability user she had seen in reality could freeze this entire area in an instant and freely manipulate heat transfer, but if she did that with [Nine Yin Severed Meridians], she would freeze to death before that.

Not only could she not control it, but she couldn’t withstand the cold, and the output was different from the start.

It was incomparable to a real Cryo-ability user.

‘It’s someone else after all.’

Haa…

She laughed for a moment.

‘It can’t be me in the first place.’

What am I expecting?

She didn’t know who Anonymous was, but

She had to see her later.