Victory

[Heal]

Healed Skilla.

“The enemy?”

“They’re gone.”

“They left us behind?”

Americano nodded.

“What was that?”

“I wonder.”

She didn’t bother mentioning that she had defeated him with lightning.

The thought of showing off was the biggest reason.

An Outsider refrained from bragging like an Outsider should.

She rarely had the chance to talk about her achievements to others, so it was difficult to control her mouth when she felt proud.

She might end up shouting, “I am Anonymous!” for nothing, and if she wasn’t Anonymous, it would likely remain as a dark history.

The result of such learning was to avoid mentioning information about herself as much as possible.

‘Anonymous…’

The more she heard it, the more she suspected it was her.

She only had suspicions.

No proof.

Because of that, she considered the possibility that it wasn’t her.

She thought that was more likely.

It would be easy to ask what monsters they faced in the Tower, but,

“…Nabi.”

This isn’t the atmosphere to ask such a thing.

Nabi died.

Nabi, who had been swept away along with Skilla, who was sent flying by Pacheon-gun’s punch, and the building, was in a terrible state.

They took her to a nearby temple.

Resurrection.

Nabi revived.

She says with a blank face.

“I died.”

“Sorry.”

“I died.”

“I said I’m sorry.”

“It was my first time.”

“Um…”

Nabi woke up after receiving Resurrection from the priest.

“Are you still going even though I died?”

“Stay here if you don’t want to.”

“How can I not go when you’re going, Miss?”

She was tearful, but her will was firm.

In fact, Nabi’s magic is a great help.

Enhancement magic enhanced the target in a different form than Skills, allowing it to stack with Skills.

Skilla, who was level 30, was able to easily deal with Demonic Cultists in their 20s even when facing them simultaneously.

Before leaving the temple.

There’s no one she expected to meet.

“By the way, that Pacheon-gun person, is he not here?”

She asked the priest.

“You mean the one who caused a commotion in the village? Those who disrupt the peace of Gospel, such as the Demonic Cult, the Martial Arts Alliance, Yggdrasil, and others, are not allowed to be resurrected in Gospel.”

“Me too?”

“Hero, you are trying to restore peace to the village. You have been blessed.”

“Blessed?”

“Yes. You can be resurrected without penalty even if you die in the village while this commotion is being quelled.”

Her ears perked up.

No penalty?

“That’s, good.”

“Yes, the gods are pleased with your actions.”

And he added that the blessing could be maintained in the future depending on the results.

At that time,

“Americano, let’s go.”

Skilla called.

They left the temple.

They avoided the Demonic Cult.

She thought Pacheon-gun wasn’t dead and worried about running into him again and not achieving anything.

Even though she actually defeated him.

‘Should I have just said it?’

Should they strike the Demonic Cult?

Or strike a new clan?

Of course, it’s right to strike the Demonic Cult, which has lost its leader.

“Um…”

She said.

That she defeated Pacheon-gun.

She explained that she took advantage of the moment Skilla was caught off guard and used a prepared move.

She planted an overpowered lightning strike and turned him to ashes.

“So he’s gone?”

“Yes.”

“Hmm.”

Skilla stares at Americano intently.

Her meaningful expression soon brightens up.

“Amazing? If you had such a move, you should have told me in advance.”

“There was no time to, say it. But, if it weren’t for you, Skilla, I wouldn’t have even tried.”

“That’s the reason for a Tank’s existence. Think of it as riding a bus and follow me. So that guy is no longer in the Demonic Cult?”

“Yes.”

Skilla chuckled, saying, “Serves him right.”

And with a sly smile, she discovered Demonic Cultists looting the village.

Following Skilla’s “Let’s go,” they ambushed and annihilated the Demonic Cultists.

They gradually approached the Demonic Cult camp.

They gnawed away at the Demonic Cult wherever they were seen.

The number of Demonic Cultists climbing the walls gradually decreased noticeably,

And at some point, people in white uniforms appeared and started fighting,

“I am from the Martial Arts Alliance. Let’s not fight and capture that castle together! …Keuk?”

It wasn’t worth listening to.

Just three of them against a group.

It was absurd.

But in fact, it was like a separate unit.

While the clan was distracted by attacking Gospel Castle, they acted like a separate unit of Gospel, stabbing and harassing the clan’s rear.

A small group of three.

Defeating even level 50s.

Morale was at its peak.

A separate unit that couldn’t be stopped with mediocre power gnawed at the clan’s rear.

It was possible because the enemy clan was spreading its front not only to Gospel but also to other clans.

War was fatal as the front lines increased, and just as two people are three times harder to deal with than one,

The more the front lines increased and the more the forces were dispersed, the more uncontrollably it collapsed.

‘I think hit-and-run tactics are the most efficient.’

But the chronic problem of having few numbers couldn’t be helped.

Demonic Cult collapsed.

Martial Arts Alliance collapsed.

Yggdrasil?

They knew the Martial Arts Alliance was weakened and collapsed it together.

But the enemy of an enemy is not always an ally.

When the common enemy, the Martial Arts Alliance, disappeared, the target was transferred to them as it was.

“It’s them!!!”

“Warriors of Yggdrasil, punish those evil beings who are trying to take advantage of the situation!!!”

Roleplayers’ roars.

They turned all the troops that had been sweeping away the Martial Arts Alliance to them.

Unlike the Martial Arts Alliance, which neglected to deal with them by focusing on the other two fronts,

Yggdrasil did not.

They turned their forces to them as they were.

Looking at their ears, they were Elves.

Arrows flew.

They couldn’t penetrate Skilla’s armor.

However,

Arrows containing magic.

Exploding arrows.

Freezing arrows.

Magical arrows, prepared as much as, or even more than, a magician, poured down.

Among the magic arrows, there were armor-piercing arrows for heavy armor, and Skilla groaned in pain.

“Ugh…!”

Is it difficult with more than 10 people?

Skilla, who was strengthened with the help of equipment, magic, and supernatural powers, was strong.

She was strong, but she was level 31.

Even if she was strengthened by external factors, the power supporting it was level 31.

To cover this, Americano used her Awakened Ability to cast an area-of-effect Skill, but even though it was a check, its power was not enough to turn the tide.

The more the power and range increased, the more cold air filled her body, tormenting her.

Since combat endurance was important in battle, spamming was not good either.

Still,

But,

“Haa…”

It’s not good to be beaten unilaterally.

The more people there are, the more she considers strategies.

She thinks a lot.

Trying to find a way.

Americano didn’t really like games that required a lot of thinking.

She felt like she would get angry at the frustration.

There was a limit to suppressing [Berserk].

Who knows what will happen if she lets go?

Ugh…

Annoying.

[Berserk] is leaking little by little.

More than 10 people, 20 people.

More than 20 people, 30 people.

It grew more and more.

She electrocuted them to tie their ankles and reduce their numbers, but more were flowing in than that.

How many are there? No, take care of your rear.

Aren’t you attacking Gospel?

Aren’t you checking other clans?

At that moment, when she was gripping the sword hilt in her hand as if to break it.

As if her mind was read.

───Kwang!

“What?!”

“Lizard bastards..!!”

A pillar of fire soared from the rear of Yggdrasil.

Dragon Knight laughed wildly.

───Hahaha!!!!

It could be heard from afar.

Dragon Breath.

A thick pillar of fire spewed out horizontally.

Just like they had surrounded and annihilated the Martial Arts Alliance.

This time, Yggdrasil was sandwiched between them and the other side.

Her head flashed.

It’s an opportunity to counterattack.

What about the collision with Dragon Knight after this?

‘I’ll think about that later!’

Fortunately, the Gospel forces also opened the castle gates and contributed to the annihilation of Yggdrasil.

As they annihilated the enemies in line with that acceleration,

“Haa…”

Breath.

Her lungs hurt.

Nabi supported her staggering body.

“You were pushing yourself too hard, weren’t you?”

“Not really…”

Ambushing the Demonic Cult for 3 hours.

She’s tired after only 3 hours.

She’s done it for longer than this, but is it the difference in concentration?

It was worse than this back then, but it was bearable.

‘It seems harder to use it halfway.’

It would be better to be prepared to die and run wild.

Yes, let’s do that.

There are still enemies left.

Dragon Knight.

Let’s leave it all to [Berserk].

A man wearing dragon scale-like armor approached alone, as if he were the representative of the clan.

From Gospel too.

Skilla too.

The three camps gathered in the center, keeping their distance.

“?”

The atmosphere was strange.

She calmed down and watched.

Nabi,

“It’s all over. Dragon Knight is a clan created by the Royal Knights. They’re on our side.”

She spread her hand in a V shape.

Victory.

Is it over.

Her body lost strength at the word that it was over.

“Haaaaaa…”

She sat down on the floor.

Tired.

It feels like she’s been running with shackles on her ankles.

The sense of accomplishment was just so-so, unlike what she expected.

The profits she will get will be much greater than when she was solo, but the satisfaction is ambiguous.

Americano valued satisfaction.

“Are you okay?”

“Yes.”

‘I still like solo.’

She can fight as much as she wants.

The representative of Dragon Knight bowed politely.

“I was wondering who was helping, but it was Lady Skilla Raftica.”

“I guess I was late in helping because I didn’t know?”

“I’m sorry for taking so long to find the best timing. I relied on you because you drew the attention of the Yggdrasil guys so well.”

“Hmph.”

He took off his helmet.

Revealing his red hair.

Raul, the representative who led the Dragon Knight’s forces, paid his respects to Skilla.

A person also came from Gospel.

A knight wearing thick armor.

Even Commander of the Guard Inos gathered.

Inos also paid his respects to Skilla.

“Is this the end?”

“Yes, the clans confirmed in the village were the Demonic Cult, the Alliance, and Yggdrasil. The rest were unaffiliated or, even if they had a clan, they were essentially outsiders.”

“Really? You investigated that before things went wrong, right? Right?”

“…Yes.”

“Investigate that again. It’s all your fault that I’m suffering because you guys can’t handle it properly. If you don’t plan on doing the follow-up properly, know that I’ll mess you up in my name.”

“I will correct it.”

Skilla was exhausted.

The feeling of exhaustion after the buff disappeared made her body heavy.

“It’s so hard to fight hundreds of people with just the three of us.”

“…The lord was very pleased that he benefited from it.”

“Yes, you should tell the lord that he has a lot of expectations. We stopped you guys from being breached because you were so shabby.”

Even with a tired face, Skilla said,

“That’s because we defeated a level 50♡”

Shabby people who would have had their castle captured if it weren’t for them.

She sneered annoyingly.

They say they will treat her in the castle.

She refused because it was annoying.

She asked them to keep it a secret because she thought she would have to be aware of etiquette and people’s eyes.

She gets drained when there are a lot of people.

“Then what about the reward?”

If you want to receive it, reveal your identity.

What to do.

“You seem to be in trouble.”

“I am, in trouble.”

Skilla crossed her arms.

“I know you want to hide your face. But you also know that the village conditions are not good enough to fully trust someone whose identity is unknown, right?”

“….”

The village is now in the middle of a battlefield where clans are growling at each other.

It is known externally that Dragon Knight has occupied it, but people know.

That their protection as Royal Knights will not last long, and they were pouring out articles related to it on the [Community].

Still, in the midst of clans checking each other,

Thanks to that, they achieved a precarious peace.

How well they prepare during this peace was the key to the future.

Because of that, Americano could not rule out the possibility of a spy from a new clan targeting the village other than the clans that carried out this attack.

“You still don’t want to, even though they’re transferring some of the lord’s proxy authority as a reward?”

“….”

“Even though it’s the authority to decide whether to open the Tower to people as you please?”

Tower.

She weighed it.

Even if it looks delicious, is it useful to her?

The scales swayed from side to side.

She didn’t care about entering the Tower as long as there was no obstruction to her entering.

But with that level of authority, wouldn’t she be able to do things she couldn’t do alone?

Even though she didn’t know what it was, impulsive desires interfered with her decision.

“You seem to be having a hard time deciding?”

“….”

“I’ll ease your worries.”

“..?”

Skilla smiled contentedly.

“Become my party member.”

“Yes?”

“Then I’ll vouch for your identity. How about it?”

“Let’s, have a party? With me?”

“Yeah.”

She doesn’t know if she’s happy.

She recalled what it was like to play in a party together.

It’s good that she was able to provide rear support.

But it was boring and not fun.

She almost lost, but,

The relaxed position.

Rear guard.

Americano wanted to stand at the front and fight the enemies to the death.

Putting her life on the line.

How fun was that.

Thrilling and scary.

Painful and agonizing.

The pleasure of winning.

The resentment of losing.

What she wanted to enjoy was that kind of thing.

Americano was a true Outsider to enjoy party play, where the main purpose was to share victory and defeat with party members.

“Well, even if we have a party, we’ll basically be soloing.”

“Yes?”

“I only solo. But if you want, I can always be with you as a party.”

Skilla blushed slightly and avoided her gaze.

“Then I’ll do it. If I do, I don’t have to go when I receive the reward, right?”

“Yeah. Then… here.”

[‘Skilla’ has requested to join the party.]

[Do you accept?]

Accept.

Americano became a party member of Skilla.

“Okay, okay. Good. Then from today, I’m your guarantor, and you can use my name anytime if you have a problem with the nobles. My real name is…”

Skilla Raftica.

The eldest daughter of the Raftica Dukedom.

That was her status.

“Leave the reward to me and stay here and leave with me later.”

“Yes.”

Skilla left the room.

She looked at the party window.

<Party>

[Skilla] (Party Leader)

[CoffeeAddict]

She closed the screen and smiled.

[Whisper] (1)

There was a whisper in her whisper box.

The sender was Tang So-hye.

The title was,

[What is this?]

When she opened it, a video was attached.

A video of the battle with Pacheon-gun.

Judging from the shooting angle, she was secretly filmed.