My Demons - Chapter 25



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My Villains Episode 025

7. Sewerage (3)

While I was lost in thought about the equipment, Ellen suddenly spoke up.

“How about just searching around the stairs?”

huh? Why the stairs all of a sudden?

Oh right. I was debating whether to explore further or not.

“Just around the stairs?”

“ O 99 O •

As Ellen said that, she rummaged through her sling bag and pulled out something that looked like a flat folded piece of wax paper.

“Give me a map.”

“huh? Uh, here.”

He took a map of the second floor, covered it with waxed paper, and marked the locations of the stairs with a charcoal pen.

Then he raised his white finger and pointed at the marked points.

“Now, this is the location of the stairs on the third floor, right? “Just by going down and checking the area around the stairs, you can dramatically improve the level of completeness of the map.”

“Hmm. “We have to go to the third floor anyway, so let’s figure out the terrain and prepare in advance.”

“that’s right.”

Oh, this… … .

It is a time-honored game that has firmly established itself as an unrivaled masterpiece in the roguelike world by providing infinite play experiences through dozens of races, gods, and dungeon terrain that changes every time, and it can even be enjoyed for free.

Dungeon Crawl: Stone Soup (DCSS or Stone Porridge for short) is a method often used, right?

I really like it.

After blowing off the charcoal dust, Ellen added, folding the greaseproof paper and putting it in her arms.

“And guys like Ratmen might appear further down. Then I can make some money.” “good. So, let’s just look around the stairs. Instead, look at it slowly and without haste.”

“of course.”

So we decided to explore around the stairs on the third floor.

There were a total of four stairs leading from the second basement level to the third basement floor. What was not new was that there were four stairs leading from the first basement level to the second basement floor.

What was slightly different was that, unlike the stairs on the 1st to 2nd floors, which were located north, south, east, and west, the stairs on the 2nd and 3rd floors were twisted about 45 degrees clockwise.

Searching only around the stairs required traversing the second floor several times, which lengthened the route, but it was a good choice. This is because I was able to find and catch two zombie gangs that were wandering aimlessly.

After dealing with them, Ellen pursed her lips and looked at the waterway where Cheolhwan had bounced.

“Ugh, annoying zombies. “You just lost Cheolhwan for no reason.”

When he muttered with a sad expression, I shrugged my shoulders and comforted him.

“There’s still a lot left, right? And, if you run out, you can buy it from the workshop.”

“If you act so loosely, you’ll soon end up empty-handed, right?”

•••What are you talking about, you are really broke.

He spent most of the money he earned from selling his silver tiger’s eye ring to buy a crossbow worth six silver coins.

It’s probably in his hands by now… Is there a silver coin? No, it will be less than that.

Yes, youth is poor. Let’s not say anything.

Ellen didn’t know that I was laughing inside, and she seemed very satisfied when I kept my mouth shut.

“So, let’s just avoid these zombies and go. “It’s a waste of time and stamina.”

“That’s not allowed. There might be a situation where you have to run away from the third floor. “It is essential to clear an escape route.”

At my firm refusal, Ellen kept her mouth shut with a stern expression on her face.

It was understandable that he was complaining, but from my perspective, let alone the escape, I was just glad to have this little experience.

The reason I care about experience points is because after killing the pirates on the ship and leveling up, I was stuck at level 11.

Even in hardcore mode, which is just a game, if you neglect to farm experience points, the progress of the scenario slows down and the risk of death skyrockets.

After all, isn’t this reality? It was obvious that in this shit world, the probability of survival would be proportional to the level. So I have no choice but to pay attention.

But a really annoying problem arose here: I couldn’t accurately figure out my current experience level. This is because in the dream, only the character sheet was shown, and the necessary experience points, inventory, and equipment information were not taught at all.

Phew, a real mode that goes beyond hardcore?

Hey, where are the stats and skills? It’s just that the information is a little bit controlled, right?

And, the required experience could be roughly estimated. I’ve been playing Dark World for a few years now, so I wonder if this isn’t enough.

First of all, if you think about the experience table required to level up… .

Is the experience required at level 11 4500? No, no, it’s 3600.

There was no way to know exactly the experience level at the moment of arrival at South Harbor. Let’s assume it’s roughly 0.

I don’t remember the Naked Pirate’s experience very well. It’s probably similar to a highwayman. Let’s say it’s 15.

Iron Mask, that is, the experience of a warrior wearing an iron mask is 50.

Then, the experience gained at the dockside is… It won’t be much more than 1000.

Zombie experience level is 7, and there are cardboard bugs… Was it around 5? So, roughly, the experience gained today is around 410.

No, since I’m in a party with a crossbow stand, I get a 40% discount to about 250.

Oh, the reason I predicted it would be a party with Ellen was because of a dream.

Next to the I tab, which shows my character sheet, there was a 1 tab, which showed Ellen’s sheet.

I can’t say with certainty that it was a party, but… Should I say that they are connected? Anyway, it seemed like that was the case.

Anyway, if you estimate it that way, my current experience level is around 1,250.

This was the reason why they wanted to kill as many zombies and bugs as possible.

Although Dark World was originally difficult to level up, it became even more difficult when faced with reality.

Game characters can fight all day without getting tired or backing down by just tapping the mouse and keyboard, but I can’t do that.

So, when you are safe and relaxed, you should farm experience points by wiping out as many random mobs as possible.

You just have to repeat the hunt you’ve done so far about ten times to level up.

•••I can’t help but sigh as I think about rolling around with worms for quite some time to come.

As we expected, the 3rd basement floor was not much different from the 2nd floor.

The dark passage stretched out on both sides with a waterway in the center. After passing through the passage, there was a hub that divided the path into four branches.

The monsters that inhabit the hub were the same. Zombies and bugs. It already feels boring.

When on earth is Ratman coming out? I’m tired of people who don’t even have money.

Of course, being bored is being boring, and experience is experience. So, we stubbornly killed every last one.

Are you saying that I can slightly increase my chances of survival by being a little upset? Then I have to roll in a poop field, is there anything I can do?

Ellen and I were the first to go down the stairs located at 7 o’clock. There was no particular reason for choosing the 7 o’clock direction, it was just because it was the closest.

I went down the stairs, moved along the straight passage, cleaned up the first herbs I encountered, and came back up.

We searched at the same level by taking the stairs at 5 o’clock and 2 o’clock in that order, and the map of the third floor that Ellen drew took shape little by little.

It was about time to head to the last staircase, the 11 o’clock staircase.

I noticed that Ellen’s leather shoes were starting to drag and asked the guy.

“Are you tired?”

“•••Never mind.”

Although he spoke in a rough tone, there were a couple of drops of sweat hanging from his chin.

Well, it must be difficult. Searching in advance, no, just searching around the stairs on the third floor was more difficult than expected.

Dealing with the enemy was actually nothing special. However, continuing to walk caused constant fatigue. This was especially true because the sewer system was a vast structure as large as South Harbor.

Of course, the sewer was a facility made of well-cut flagstones. Since it was a facility originally built to manage waterways, it was naturally structured to be easy to move around.

However, because it had been neglected for a long time, there were many obstacles on the floor, and there were many blocked or collapsed points, so there were many cases of major detours. Moreover, there was no time to relax because of the monsters that appeared from time to time.

Even I was starting to feel stiff in my legs.

Ellen, who is small in stature, is carrying a backpack larger than her torso, and it would be even stranger if she did not feel tired.

“Would you like me to carry your backpack?”

“•••It’s done.”

Really, that damn stubbornness.

The guy’s bag contains bandages, oil and empty bottles, four sulfur torches, rope, antidote, hemostat, ointment, dry weight, leather canteen, glass bottle for collection, etc… It contained all kinds of miscellaneous items.

I also carry a sling bag containing my personal items like iron bullets and an hourglass.

If you add up all that weight, wouldn’t it probably be enough to weigh 15 kilos?

So what did I hear?

Let’s see… First of all, I was armed.

Then I wrapped the bag around me, and inside was a whetstone, tinder, antidote, hemostatic agent, and a little bit of dry weight.

Oh, and he also had a half-empty leather canteen hanging on his belt.

Considering his superhuman strength of 23, it’s practically like he has no luggage.

•••Having said this, something pricks my conscience, but there was a reason why I said this.

If an enemy suddenly appears nearby, I have to react immediately and fight. You can’t entrust close combat to a weak crossbow stand, right?

And the really surprising thing is that it was Ellen, not me, who suggested this unfair distribution of burdens.

To be honest, I was a little surprised, but I was very happy because I felt a strong will not to become a burden on myself.

But- I can’t help but feel like I didn’t faint when I saw him having a hard time. I took breaks in between, but I’ve been doing that for 9 hours already.

“Give it to me. “It’s almost the end, but I’ll listen to you.”

“•••It’s done.”

“Hey, are you afraid that I might make fun of you? It’s okay, I’ll just ask. “Acquaintance, I won’t make fun of you.”

Ellen’s blue eyes wavered for a moment at my assurance, but she soon closed her mouth. She then shook her head.

“I don’t like it, I don’t need it. “Are your ears stuffed?”

•••Yes, looking at your eyes, I see that there is still energy left in your eyes.

As we talked about various things, we arrived at the stairs at 11 o’clock.

If you go down here and search until you get to the first hub, today’s work will be over.

I went down the stairs with an ox-eye lantern, and when I reached the third floor, I noticed something strange.

“huh? Hey, look over there.”

“ •••Is it water?”

As Ellen muttered, it was water. Water was lapping around the stairs, as if the central waterway had overflowed.

“what?”

“The downstream is blocked, or the upstream is open. It’s probably one of two things. Or both.”

I fell into deep thought while listening to the guy muttering.

Was there a point like this on the surface of the sewer, that is, in the sewer of the ancient empire?

From what I remember, the sewers of the ancient empire were just regular, boringly long structures.

Naturally, tension soared in the unexpected environment.

My instincts, which had become loose while dealing with corpse bugs and zombies so far, became sharper.

“… … “What do you want to do?”

Ellen’s question got me lost in thought.

It’s only a little bit of water, so there’s no need to be too nervous, right?

I earned quite a bit of experience, but I didn’t earn a single penny. Shouldn’t we save something?

And it’s still on the 3rd floor underground. At best, it’s like a rat man. In addition, a retreat route had been secured right behind it.

I thought about it for a while and made a decision.

“Let’s just check the hub and then let’s go.”

At my words, Ellen put her heavy backpack down on the stairs. She would be right back here anyway, so she had better go light.

After making sure that the crossbow was cocked, he walked along the passage.

I walked around for about 5 minutes and reached the hub… It was fucking useless.

“Oh, that’s annoying. There was nothing in the hub except water lapping up to the ankles.

As I muttered in vain, Ellen frowned and muttered.

“•••Something is strange.”

“what?”

“look. There’s just nothing there. “There are no corpses or trash.”

“Yes?”

As he said, there was nothing particularly notable about this hub. If I had to choose, it would be the collapsed wall in one corner and the soil that flowed out from it.

But even that was a common sight in sewers.

Wait a minute, but that… .

Something caught my eye in the middle of the soil. I approached carefully and took a look… .

What is this?

“Ellen, look at this.”

“What?”

When I gently scattered the silt, I saw spheres the size of a fist gathered together.

The white spheres, which were confusing as to whether they were covered in dirt or speckled with brown, were slightly elongated, as if they had been pressed sideways.

“… egg

Ellen came to my side and looked at the spotted eggs for a moment.

Then he said, his face turning white.

“•••Poi, you need to run away.”

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