The Protagonists Are Murdered by Me
chapter-98

The protagonist this time was quite unique compared to any other protagonist I’ve met in the past. He could consume probability and convert it to ‘luck’.

Some protagonists acquired skills according to the situation due to probabilities, some protagonists use all probabilities to turn back time, some protagonists consume probabilities to think of inventions that fit the situation, and some protagonists consumed probabilities to create the world.

It may seem like luck wasn’t a big deal compared to other protagonist’s skills. But I dare to say that it’s more unique than a regression.

For example, let’s say that a group of warriors are lost in a remote area.

“Oh, you. Going to Clitun? There are 6 seats left in the wagon, hop in, I’ll drive you!”

Then, they’ll meet a friendly helper who passed by with a wagon.

That’s not all.

“There’s a legend that has been passed down from generation to generation of herbalists like us, about green mountain ginseng. It is said that if wild ginseng survives for 999 years in a polar region, it becomes a very rare elixir… Of course, the odds of finding one are heinous! My family has also been looking for it for over 300 years, but we haven’t even seen it… No way?! Isn’t that the green mountain ginseng? Where did you get it?”

“I accidentally stumbled over a stone and fell down, but I pulled it out because it was in front of my nose.”

With such luck, Perutius could find something that other people had been searching for generations.

Of course, the situation above could be ignored.

However, most of the luck that manifested in a ‘crisis’ situation was really ridiculous.

“Warrior! Dangerous!”

A monster was about to hit Perutius’s back. The situation was so sudden, what if there is no way to deal with it?

At that moment, the ‘world’ comes out and saves him.

Kwakwakwang!!

“Huh?! A thunderbolt fell from a clear sky?!”

Really, by chance, the enemy who was aiming behind Perutius fell due to a thunderbolt falling from a clear sky out of nowhere!

It’s not just the thunderbolt. The floor collapses out of the blue, the clouds block the sun, or the enemy suddenly loses their sight.

Since he was a protagonist who simply eats and lives with ‘luck’, I always thought that he was consuming probability whenever he’s choosing good items or succeeding in enchantment.

But my thought were incorrect.

To be lucky is to be loved by the world.

And being loved by the world means that you can pass all the difficult paths in your life and choose only the best shortcuts.

It means that no matter how fast others run and try again, they can’t get ahead of those who comfortably take a shortcut.

<However, the probability is not infinite.>

Luck may seem invincible, but in the end, probability was limited in one world.

Take an example from ‘item reinforcement’. The success rate of 0.001% could never be raised into 100% even after consuming all probability around him. So, in order to succeed in this 0.001% chance, an ‘event’ or ‘story’ were necessary.

In other words, a climax episode that corresponds to the current event must be prepared.

Such as Braveheart in crisis!

A situation full of despair where there’s no way to get through hardships and adversities.

The very moment when the probability of overcoming the crisis is brought to 100%. The protagonist will pour all of it into ‘item enchantment’!

“That’s where the weakness is.”

<Is there a way?>

Hearing the expectant voice of the system, I felt sorry for some reason.

Yes, the client trusts and relies only on me, but she believes me far too easily.

“For now.”

It wasn’t a lie this time. I really did have a rough idea for my plan.

I walked out from the pile of rubles.

Myel who had become a Devil had died, and Perutius raised Liat, the +11 holy sword to enjoy the joy of victory.

Before long, cheers erupted from all the players who survived from the battle of Kamerun fortress.

Do they realize that this disaster was caused by them?

I don’t think so.

“It was rather good for me.”

In the meantime, it wasn’t like Yoo Seodam hadn’t thought about various plans for hunting Perutius.

The first plan was, just like the Hero he hunted the other day, he planned to kill Perutius by forcing him to face the last boss.

The second plan was causing problems between players and natives.

However, by looking at today’s incident, I know for sure. The first method was useless.

Even if he met the Black Dragon King, he would succeed in enchanting his holy sword into +15 and fight. He wasn’t someone who would die just like that.

Then all that left was the second plan.

It was causing trouble between players and the natives, and naturally drive the protagonist into a crisis.

Since it is not a crisis situation caused by the Black Dragon King, the probability around him would decrease and the hunting success rate will naturally increase.

In fact, I wasn’t reluctant to do so.

I was someone who will resort to murder if it’s for my own benefit. I have no intention to pretend to be good. Just like how the owner of a rice cake dumpling soup restaurant has faith in the rice cake that they made, a killer also needs to have their own conviction.

In my case, I’ll do it without dragging too many innocent souls.

It is a shabby conviction that cannot be compared to the divine conviction such as making rice cake, but I have never violated this conviction.

But this time it might be a little different.

Some of the players are good and innocent. However, the player was eating the continent of Plaidin. For two months, I’ve experienced so much after partying with the players, and just today, I realized what will happen to an immature being who gained so much power easily and quickly.

<…..Are you going to kill normal players?>

“Of course not all. I’m going to take the bad guys as an example.”

At the same time, it would be better if the presence of a player on this continent shrinks.

After all, there’s a limit to how strong the player could be. However, it was becoming a problem because the limit is overwhelmingly higher than the natives of this world.

However, if you put constraints on their abilities and scope of activity, the terrible future that the client envisioned would not happen.

<So, what’s the plan?>

Originally, the hunting success rate was 29%, but it soared to 37% the moment I discovered the weakness of the Protagonist’s story. It is still not over 50%.

“….I have an idea, but honestly, I’m not very confident. I don’t know how far I could go with my power alone.”

Maybe the difficulty of this mission was higher than the time when I hunted Supreme Dharma. At that time, a group with strong power had a strong resentment towards Dharma, and all I had to do was fan the flame.

In this case, it was impossible to do so. I need to attack several groups, not just one.

How far can I influence this world?

‘I can’t do it alone, I wish I had someone to help me…’

However, I’ve been working alone all the time, and I can’t hope for something like that right now.

I’ll just do all that I can.

“Let’s go.”

After glancing at the Braveheart’s back who was still drunk on victory, I quietly left.

* * *

If we talk about the eastern part of the continent of Pladin, most people will talk about the Marodon Empire. No matter who hears it, they’ll believe it. Because it was the Marodon Empire that ruled the entire East.

Good mountains, good air, and dozens of streams on its territory enrich the land of the empire. And it wasn’t an exaggeration to say that the development of ‘magic’ has helped the Marodon empire solidify its position as a superpower nation.

Somewhere in the corner of the Marodon Empire. In a deep forest devoid of any intelligent species, a girl with a black hair popped out from a distorted space, rolled around and hit her head against the tree!

“Ouch!”

She couldn’t move for a while. She held her head in agony as a considerable amount of pain struck all over her body. As the pain subsided, she raised her head. Her blue eyes were scanning her surroundings.

“Here..”

She was able to grasp her surroundings as she drew her breath. And as she blinked her eyes, she was able to guess the ecosystem of this place.

‘I can live in this place.”

It was a forest filled with beasts. But for her, who had wandered through countless dimensions and experienced all sorts of circumstances, it wasn’t a big deal.

Her name is Aracelli Reinkal.

She was known as the greatest nine-circle wizard as well as the great sage of the Vivienda Empire. Despite her young appearance, she was someone who had lived for quite some time.

Of course, there’s a reason for her young appearances.

‘….How old are you?’

Aracelli Reinkal was someone with natural talent for magic and had spent her entire life studying about ‘dimensional travel’ without even paying attention to any other discipline. As a result, she was able to pursue the trail of any dimensional traveler. However, there’s one fatal problem with her unstable dimensional movement.

‘Fourteen? You are too young!’

That is, in the process of crossing dimensions, she constantly collides with the ‘fragment of time’ she encountered.

Aracelli appearances always changed whenever she arrives in a new dimension. Fortunately, her body age did not age rapidly, but the problem is she kept getting younger.

She had been studying about fragments of time for several years now, and the fact that she had yet to overcome this problem had left her depressed.

‘It’s not like this….NO! I can do it!’

It’s been a long time since she started this journey. For such a long time, she had crossed numerous dimensions, and now she even lost her way to return to her hometown.

How did I get this far?

She suddenly recalled a memory from a distant past.

At first, she did this just to express her gratitude. After losing all her confidence, she nearly quit magic altogether. Her only ally was her professor.

He turned her life upside down, allowing her to become the greatest 9th Circle magician, and defeat the threats that loomed in her world.

If she hadn’t met the professor, would she have been able to continue studying magic?

Could she have saved the world if she hadn’t met the professor?

So, after she finished all of her business in Vivienda, Aracelli was ready to go out of the world. She finally tried to find the professor who saved herself and her own world.

That’s right.

At first, she just wanted to express her gratitude to her first and last benefactor. It was just a journey that stemmed from that feeling.

So she wandered around numerous strange worlds.

She came to a new world, she got to know new people, new stories.

A world of fairies covered in purple, a world entirely made of swords, a world made up of numerous constellations who watched their Avatar struggling for survival, and a world where the holy sword ruled for 1000 years.

Traveling through a myriad of dimensions, Aracelli realized the existence of someone who led the world into destruction by consuming energy similar to the ‘essence’ of the world. And once again, she was able to learn about the existence of ‘Yoo Seodam’.

He wandered and saved countless worlds by killing those who were leading the world to destruction.

The journey that started with a simple feeling no longer felt simple.

She became more and more obsessed.

“My mana is….”

When she checked the amount of Mana in her body, it was less than 10%.

The price of crossing between dimensions through an unstable gap was huge. Probably, it will take a considerable amount of time before she recovered all of her Mana. When she didn’t have enough Mana, the only thing she believed in was her physical ability that she trained since she was 19 years old.

When she reverted back to her young appearance she quickly became fragile.

Realizing that her smooth abs were completely gone, she hastily focused a small amount of magical power on her fingertips. She carved a rock near her and made a dagger out of it.

She then looked around her for something to cover her body. She had to bear this inconvenience because she couldn’t bring any items except for her necklace, which she always wore around her neck.

She said ‘Oh, if only I could bring a spatial bag…..’

Aracelli who wore a woven long grass around her sensitive area began to wander through the forest with her bare feet. She had enough time before the sun began to set. But, she still needed more time to replenish her magic, so she had to find a place to protect her body in a hurry.

By the way, there’s one fact that Aracelli didn’t know.

[A new supporting character has joined the story.]

She has a very strong relationship with Yoo Seodam, so the moment she enters the ‘same world’ as him she was forced to join the story he intercepted.

Rustle!

“…..!”

Aracelli quickly turned her head when an enemy was detected in her faintly spread magic field. Then two men appeared there.

“…..There is a child in a place like this.”

“Oh oh! It’s real. As expected from a guy who goes around killing some people, your ability to find a person is amazing!”

She rolled her eyes around and sent her little magical power to grasp their ability.

‘If they are weak, I’ll deal with them in moderation and then run away.’

One man with black hair and one man with blue hair.

One man had an ability close to Sword Professional, and the other man was a Wizard of the 7th Circle. They were also amongst the strongest people of this world, but Aracelli could beat them quite easily. However, it is better not to do so because the amount of Mana she possessed was quite limited.

(T/N I know ‘Sword professional’ is weird. But, the author wrote it in hanglish.)

“Who are you?”

“Pasios. I’m a player.”

“I am Reduru. I was once a chief wizard of the empire, well. I’ve been taken away by the players and now I’m only a mercenary. Little girl, who are you?”

One man was a player and one was a mercenary wizard.

“I am Aracelli. A wizard.”

The two men narrowed their eyes and looked at Aracelli after hearing her answer.

It was hard to believe that a girl who seems to be about fourteen years old said that she was a wizard.

Pasios thought that it was nothing but a bluff to protect herself. He sighed before putting the sword that he had secretly pulled back to its scabbard. It was because he felt weird being vigilant against a little girl like her.

Redurun giggled.

“I got the wrong person. She’s just a kid isolated in a remote area.”

“… I’ll take you back to the city.”

“Aren’t you a good PK?”

“If you’re going to keep pestering me, just go away!!”

“Ah, I can’t. I really have nowhere to go!”

Pasios approached Aracelli and wrapped her in his black cloak. Then he opened his ‘item window’ and took out a piece of hard bread and handed it towards Aracelli.

“Eat. It’s not something strange.”

“I know. I just scanned it. But there seems to be strawberry jam in the mysterious sub-space that you have. Can’t you give it to me too?”

“……!”

At her words, Pasios expression turned stiff.

“…How do you know that?”

“I just saw it. I’m a wizard, remember? And a really good one at that…… perhaps.”

With a suspicious look, Pasios took out the strawberry jam and handed it over.

‘She said that she sensed someone else’s subspace? How?’

That was an impossible feat even for a 7th Circle wizard like him. Player’s ‘item window’ was estimated to be a ‘space interference’ type of magic with a power around 9th Circle or even higher.

‘This kid is….’

‘…What the hell is she?’

They gazed at Aracelli’s mysterious blue eyes with confused expressions.

“It’s the most delicious jam I’ve ever eaten! Uh, whatever I eat is way better than the fins of an unknown dragon.”

Unlike the two men who quickly fell into a serious atmosphere, Aracelli spread the strawberry jam on the bread and bit it off with excitement.