Crimson Armored Woman

I refined the questions a bit more.

‘I was originally male, please return me to being male.’

[According to player CoffeeAddict’s body information, CoffeeAddict’s gender is female.]

???

‘What the hell…’

The response continued.

It went on for a while.

[CoffeeAddict’s body information was too damaged to read. The Avatar was created based on CoffeeAddict’s recognition information.]

[However, the recognition information has a large margin of error. Therefore, the information modified by CoffeeAddict has been supplemented as body information.]

[In addition, Full Dive conducts brief and detailed checkups for the player’s health.]

[Brief checkups track the player’s physiological changes through constant monitoring, and periodic detailed checkups monitor for any abnormal symptoms that may occur during connection.]

[A total of 5 detailed checkups have been conducted on CoffeeAddict.

View the gender confirmed in each session.

1st – Unable to confirm

2nd – Unable to confirm

3rd – Unable to confirm

4th – Unable to confirm

5th – Female

CoffeeAddict’s body information could be read in the last, 5th session.]

[Therefore, CoffeeAddict’s gender is ‘female’.]

[We apologize. Changing gender is not possible under Full Dive’s policy.]

Hmm…

It seems,

That this,

Has gone bad.

Americano read the [Gospel] and lost faith in the [Gospel].

How could she trust it when it spoke false information as if it were true?

It turned a perfectly normal man into a woman under the pretext of not being able to read body information.

The world within the game was cut off from the outside.

This was evident from the fact that all routes that allowed connection to the internet from within the game were down.

This [Gospel] must have been providing answers through a connection to an external network.

It spoke false information as if it were correct, so she was embarrassed and dumbfounded by the answer that shook her very identity, not just anything else.

If it was a joke, then yes, it was a bit funny.

‘Is this okay?’

She looked at the [Gospel] suspiciously.

She prayed with suspicion.

‘By the way, when was the last checkup conducted?’

[…]

‘When was it conducted?’

[The 5th detailed checkup was conducted along with the 1st Rebirth.]

It was the answer she expected.

“Sigh.”

That was already the time when logging out was impossible.

It was when the connection to the outside was cut off, so what body information could it have collected?

Her trust and expectations for the [Gospel] plummeted.

‘Well, there’s nowhere else to use the Wish Stone.’

Let’s just make a Wish once.

I can have expectations then.

What should I Wish for?

“….”

She closed her eyes,

And offered a [Gospel].

Ting.

“I’m sure of it. I’m sure of it. That dwarf artisan definitely made the Magic Sword!”

“Even though he didn’t accept it even when you offered him 1000 Gold? Maybe it’s because it’s not really him.”

“It wasn’t that kind of vibe. How many times do you think I’ve met artisans? They always have affection for the works they create.”

“Affection?”

“Yes! That dwarf, even if he pretended not to be, he must have been dying to brag about it inside! I saw his mouth twitching clearly with my own eyes.”

She pointed to her eyes with two fingers and guaranteed it.

“You mean that thing he wanted to brag about was the Magic Sword?”

“Yeah!”

A woman with scarlet hair.

She voiced her opinion with a picky expression.

The greatsword she carried on her back shook every time she moved her body.

A short-haired blonde woman followed beside her. Her outward appearance was a mage-like robe with a blue background.

“If only the Magic Sword was involved in this, he would have spilled everything. Dwarves, no, artisans are all weak to praise. But he hid it. Maybe someone would suffer a loss if he told. I know. A dwarf can’t fool me.”

“Is that so?”

“The fact that he gave the Magic Sword, which he hasn’t revealed to anyone yet, only to Anonymous Hero means there’s something between them. It’s clear that they have some kind of cooperative relationship, even if I don’t know what it is.”

Skilla.

She was so sure.

Her companion and mage, Nabi, voiced her doubts.

“But, it’s a bit late to say this now, but is Anonymous Hero really that great?”

“Of course!”

An immediate answer.

Nabi had never seen the Hero called ‘Anonymous Hero’ fighting, which came from Skilla’s mouth.

She, who was not a Hero, could not watch the video that Skilla had seen.

Access to the information contained in the monument was only allowed to Heroes.

She had only heard about it and couldn’t really understand why Skilla was making such a fuss.

According to Skilla, he was a novice Hero who had only climbed to the 25th floor.

Just hearing that, the word ‘only’ came out, but when she heard about the opponents that Anonymous Hero had defeated while climbing from the 1st floor to the 25th floor, she was shocked.

In the end, he even killed a genius Witch who was a candidate for Grand Witch.

Nabi was a mage.

She knew that Basilisk and Mountain King were strong, but she didn’t know how strong they were. But she knew Witch Win very well.

She was a genius Witch that every mage knew, and even though she was only 20 years old, she was a candidate for Grand Witch.

She boasted about her talent and offended the professors, so she had a lot of bad reviews, but

Everyone couldn’t help but acknowledge Win’s talent, even while cursing it.

The other Grand Witch candidates were filling 100 years and 300 years, but she was 20 years old.

No, even younger, in her teens.

She was young and had little combat experience, but it was hard to imagine how a level 25 Hero could have defeated such a great genius.

It is true that mages are overwhelmingly disadvantaged in a fight between a warrior and a mage.

But the Tower welcomes climbers on the condition that it provides the Witch with a defense.

The defense is the Witch’s sanctuary.

The Witch’s home stage, prepared to face the climbers.

Even a Hero could not easily break through that interception system.

The Magic Tower had demonstrated the basic form of how the battle would proceed and what form the interception system would take.

Nabi had seen the demonstration and could roughly imagine how the Hero vs. Witch battle would have gone.

Hail of magic.

Flood of magic.

Tsunami of magic.

A feast of all kinds of attack magic.

Summoned Heroes often called it bullet hell.

Just enduring it was amazing, but to go beyond that and kill the Witch.

High-level mages could use low-level magic instantly, and the Witch could do the same.

Witch Win was a candidate for Grand Witch.

The level of the circle she could use without casting would be high.

And most of the attack magic was ranged.

If she poured out attacks from a distance and flew away, which warrior could dare to catch the Witch? But she was caught.

She caught her.

She killed her.

She murdered her.

Even if you don’t really die even if you die inside the Tower… When you hear about it, the Witches’ vibes have been strange lately.

The murder of a Witch.

That part is unimaginable.

Mages are those who imagine.

She couldn’t imagine it.

“It would be easier if I could show you.”

“Yes. Unfortunately, I don’t think I’ll be chosen as a Hero.”

Anyway, Skilla had a longing for Anonymous Hero and his way of life.

That tendency became stronger after she caught Basilisk and became level 31.

That’s why she rushed all the way here after getting Anonymous Hero’s personal information.

Honestly, Nabi was also curious about what kind of person Anonymous Hero was.

The power that she heard in the rumors was like embodying a Hero in a fairy tale.

“The characteristics are that she’s female, has big breasts, long hair, a Magic Sword, and what else was it?”

“Cryo ability user.”

“And she lost an arm, right?”

“She used it as bait to catch Mountain King. She definitely didn’t lose it because she lacked skills…”

“I know. You used it as bait because you were afraid Mountain King would run away, right? I’ve already heard it ten times. Whatever it is, she must have gone to the temple to get treatment.”

She went to the temple, saying let’s ask the priest.

And the temple.

It was crowded with people.

She knew intuitively what purpose they had gathered for.

They gathered to meet Anonymous Hero.

“She’s popular.”

“My father should be like that too. Why doesn’t he believe me?”

“Well, when I listen to what you say, I can’t believe it.”

“Am I that untrustworthy?”

She crossed her arms and asked dissatisfied.

“You’re always overreacting. I just thought you were exaggerating to persuade me this time too. To be honest, you exaggerated, right?”

“…A little.”

Skilla lowered her voice.

She subtly changed the subject.

“If we wait here, we’ll be able to meet her, right?”

“Seeing as how she hasn’t come even at this time, I think Anonymous Hero saw that and turned around. She might have gone to the next village.”

“That won’t do.”

More than that, she doesn’t seem to be worried even though she only has one arm.

‘Well, she’s the one who defeated Mountain King, so she wouldn’t die just because she’s missing an arm.’

There were no dangerous monsters living from Gospel to the next village.

“But what are you going to do when you meet her? You said you didn’t want to party.”

“….”

Skilla was silent.

Her face was full of thoughts.

She reminded her slightly.

She crossed her arms.

“I just want to meet her!”

“Is that all?”

“It would be even better if I could help!”

“You’re just going to meet her?”

Skilla punched her chest with her fist with a thud.

“She’s the one who set my heart on fire. Just thinking about being near her makes my heart feel like it’s going to explode! I’m going to scream when I meet her!”

“Um… well, yeah, it’s said to be a good experience to be completely immersed in something.”

She didn’t know what to say, so she spat out something plausible.

───.

At that time, a commotion broke out.

It was in front of the temple.

“Stop. Where are you trying to go in a crowd?”

“Get out of the way. I have business with the woman inside. If you get out of the way, nothing will happen.”

“This place is a sanctuary. People who don’t have business with the temple cannot be brought inside.”

“I have business. I do. NPC, get lost! Cough?!”

Skilla jumped up and looked at the temple.

The crowd was getting thicker and she could only see people’s backs.

She had to jump to barely see.

“Who do you think you are to judge my intentions? I said I have business with God, who are you to judge me? Get out of the way!”

“This wall has nothing to do with my will. The fact that you cannot cross it means that God does not want you to enter.”

“Fuck.”

The priest blocked the men in black uniforms at the entrance of the temple.

The sacred wall erected by the priest did not allow the men in black uniforms to enter.

“Those clothes, Demonic Cult, right?”

“Why are those guys who hate the temple like that?”

“Could it be?”

“Did they kill her?”

Anonymous Hero.

The onlookers whispered.

The Demonic Cult hates temples.

The Demonic Cult, which inherently claims that only the strong are right, and the temple, which claims the doctrine of protecting the weak, were like water and oil.

Still, the temple was an essential element of the game, so they tended to avoid conflict…

But still, they came.

Why did they come?

If the Demonic Cultist found and killed Anonymous Hero, it would be a reason to come.

At least they have proof that Anonymous Hero is inside the temple.

A blonde man, who seemed to be the leader of the Demonic Cult group, gritted his teeth.

“That bitch dared to deceive me. A noob dared to. How could you just let it go when you’ve been ridiculed by a bitch who’s much lower level than me?!?”

Madness was in his eyes.

It turned red.

Berserk.

“That’s real!”

“Miss, stay still.”

“They’re trying to harm Anonymous Hero right now! How can you just let that happen?!”

“You know she’s safe if she’s inside the temple.”

The temple is an inviolable area.

No matter what the Demonic Cultists did, it was impossible to harm the priest with the temple next to him.

Still, it’s blasphemous.

Her brow furrowed.

The Demonic Cult was a group of hooligan Heroes with as many thugs as its doctrine, and it was a headache for both the kingdom and the empire.

“Nabi.”

“Are you calm now? Let’s see Anonymous Hero later and get out of here before a commotion breaks out. Miss?”

“I’m angry.”

“Miss!”

Skilla ran out.

Other Heroes also sensed that something was wrong and were leaving, but she was the only one who rushed to the scene, scattering her scarlet hair tail.

“Oh, really!”

A scarlet trajectory covered the blonde man.

It was too late.

“If you die in a place like this! I’m the one who gets scolded by the head of the family!”

Nabi also joined the battle.

Mages are rational people.

The temple is next to her.

It’s so reassuring!