I’m Alone on the 100th Floor Episode 028
9. Former job ⑴
[Title: The Fall of the World Tree?]
[Author: Seon Yu-jin]
［At first, I thought it was a trial because something black was wriggling near the roots of the World Tree, but it wasn’t.
If what he was trying to do was successful… the three coefficients would be corrupted and it would become the 98th floor trial.
Fortunately, the World Tree has not yet… fallen.
Normally, I would have met the fallen world tree here, but I came down the wrong way, so I think I wasn’t too late.
[Maybe… if I can stop it… I should do it.]
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[I called him to climb the tower, but he’s sleeping alone and writing a novel… ]
[What? Is he dead?]
[Then the next article won’t be uploaded.]
“Are you going to… transfer?”
When Serin asked cautiously, Eugene, who was staring at the collapsed prison entrance, nodded.
“Because of the curse… Is that why you decided to change jobs?” “No. It wasn’t something I decided on impulse. I asked you once on the 17th floor, right? I’ve been thinking about it since then.”
Eugene had the class in mind even before he ever asked himself, ‘Is being a Warlock really that bad?’
Of course, I didn’t necessarily think about transferring to that field, and I was also thinking carefully about the pros and cons of other classes.
“and……
However, Eugene decided that there was no need to worry about this matter.
“If I got screwed like this, I think I’ll feel better if I get my revenge in kind.
west.”
Eugene, who had his arms crossed, muttered softly, but Serin couldn’t answer.
Eugene was angry.
Eugene, who was more shocked than Serin, although he didn’t show it, was desperately suppressing his anger.
“There are a few behaviors that I absolutely detest, and one of them is when they plot something complicated behind the scenes like this is a seven-story prison cell, and then they run away… … Even though he was just standing there with his arms crossed, the floor under Eugene’s feet began to crack with a crunch!
“Another one is talking nonsense to a child who needs to be protected.”
Eugene gritted his teeth as he muttered to himself, “How bright was the expression on Priff’s face when he found his mother locked in the secret room?”
“???sorry.”
Eugene, who remembered that Serin was next to him, gathered his will to live.
“Okay, it’s okay.”
Serin noticed that he was quite angry and spoke with a look in her eyes as if she had made up her mind about something.
“I… am broken.”
Seo Rin, who started speaking while clenching her fists, looked straight into Eugene’s eyes.
“So, if you want revenge, I really want to help you.”
Yoo Jin, who had been staring blankly at the girl’s face, answered with a bitter smile.
“okay.”
Satisfied that his guide had become more trustworthy, Eugene looked back at the collapsed prison entrance.
〈The 7th floor is ruined?〉
〈Yeah! What kind of monster came and made a mess of everything?〉
In the darkness, one of the climbers, who had torn off the return scroll and returned to the hideout, began whispering.
〈Are the Rankers Here?〉
〈Rankers? No, there was only one.〉
〈One person?〉
〈What? Are you making a fuss?〉
“You should have seen that monster.”
〈What’s his level?〉
〈I don’t know. They were wearing level covers… It felt like they were operating in the shade like us.〉
〈Hmm, are there more of us? How interesting.〉
〈You must have definitely destroyed the evidence, right?〉
〈I threw away thirty people, but it’s certain.〉
“What about that monster you mentioned?”
〈I set up a trap, but I don’t think he died. I saw him fight, and his body didn’t look like it would die even if he got caught in it.〉
〈I guess I should be careful.〉
〈That’s right!〉
〈What are the current status of the top rankers?〉
〈Still on the 47th floor. It doesn’t look like you have any intention of going up? You idiots giggle… … .>
〈Contact me when they get to the 49th floor. We need to be prepared, too.〉
〈Okay. How’s it going there?〉
〈It’s going smoothly. Now on the 63rd floor.〉
〈Should I speed things up a bit?〉
〈I’m going slow on purpose.〉
〈When will you come up?〉
〈Well? I think I’ll have some more fun and go up, but oh! Could you send me a few more top guys?〉
〈Ugh, that squeaky-squeaky guy… … .>
“Enough with the compliments, send me a few more top guys next week.” “Why? Are you going to sell me into slavery again?” “No, I have a lot of money now. I don’t need to save any more.”
〈Then why?〉
〈I’m going to use it for some experimentation.〉
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〈Oh, you crazy kid!〉
〈Where’s the hideout? Is there anywhere else besides the 7th floor?〉
〈It’s on the 20th floor. Send it over there.〉
“Okay. I’ll send five of you.”
〈Yay!〉
“Please resolve this without getting caught! Then I’ll hang up.” As the whispering ended, the mysterious climber who had returned to the hideout fiddled with the badge attached to his clothes.
It was a badge proving that one belonged to the ‘Drug Guild’.
* * *
[Current floor: 6th floor]
Since the climber could only advance to the 5th floor, the two people who had just come down from the 7th floor were currently passing the 6th floor.
“The trials on the 6th floor are dummy trials for climbers who have just changed jobs on the 5th floor. It’s a floor for climbers who have just finished changing jobs to practice their skills.”
There were two main types of scarecrows made of logs here: ordinary scarecrows and scarecrows that were about to be smashed.
“It seems like this ordeal is about destroying an ordinary scarecrow… Why is there a broken scarecrow?” asked Eugene as he walked around the sixth floor. Seo Rin answered the reason.
“The broken scarecrow exists for climbers who chose ‘Priest’ on the 5th floor. Priests don’t have any attack skills to speak of. So… …
While continuing to talk, Serin found a good example and pointed to the right with her finger.
“Hey, like that guy.”
Even though it had been two years since the tower was built, there were climbers on the sixth floor, where it was rare to see anyone.
On the 5th floor, he chose the priest class and was wearing white robes, pouring out skills towards the ruined scarecrow.
” aha?”
As Eugene was using ‘healing’ on the broken scarecrow, he realized why there were two types of scarecrows on the 6th floor.
“Well, it would be easier for the priests to go up by healing them rather than destroying them.”
“Yes. It’s not a trial to break a scarecrow, but a trial to fix it… a trial tailored to priests.”
“Indeed… it’s well made.”
Eugene nodded, seemingly satisfied with the guide’s explanation, and headed to the 5th floor while looking around the scenery on the 6th floor, asking about other things he was curious about.
“But… …
“yes’?”
“Strangely, it seems like there are a lot of priests?”
As she looked around the scenery on the 6th floor in response to Eugene’s question, Serin realized that there wasn’t a single ordinary scarecrow in sight.
“Is that so?”
As you asked, all the climbers seen on the 6th floor seemed to have chosen the priest class.
“Is this a popular class?”
“Hmm, it’s true that priests are part of the so-called ‘noble’ class.”
“Noble?”
As Eugene frowned, Serin quickly added.
“No, this word has nothing to do with slaves. It’s called that because they are treated like nobles when forming small parties or large raiding parties. Some people also call them Royal Class.”
“A priest?”
“yes.”
“If you’re called noble, then there must be quite a few of you?” “Yes. There are rumors that even on the front lines, there’s a shortage of high-level priests and they can’t advance to the next floor.”
“Wouldn’t it be nice to just be able to heal safely and comfortably from behind? I think that would be popular.”
Serin shook her head.
“It may seem that way on the surface, but it’s not easy to be like that on the front lines. Unexpected situations happen often.”
When a climber died while conquering the trials of the tower, the blame was placed entirely on the priest.
That was the biggest reason why people did not choose priests.
“If a floor where abnormal status is the main issue appears, there is no answer.”
Serin continued to explain that there are other reasons why people avoid priests.
“Because no one here is trying to build up resistance traits. If two or three climbers get poisoned, the burden is entirely on the priest.” That wasn’t all.
“Because there are only a few priests, the guilds secretly bribe each other. They call them scouts and sneak them in, or if that doesn’t work, they kill them overnight… …
“Kill me?”
“The reason was that I didn’t want to lose players to other guilds. Priests are important, but they die easily.”
Eugene, who was listening to Serin’s explanation, muttered with a truly pitiful expression.
“No, are you idiots?”
“Even kids wouldn’t do that.”
“Yes, that’s right.”
Serin muttered with a bitter expression.
I have complained about this kind of stupid behavior on the message boards more than once, but people’s reactions have always been lukewarm.
“Even though they are noble, they are a class with more disadvantages than advantages, so why then… …
Eugene, who was looking around the priests on the 6th floor at Serin’s explanation, frowned.
“Why are there only priests?”
It was a question.
“That’s right. It seems a bit… strange to say that they made a hasty choice since the cataclysm was just around the corner. It would have been reasonable for one or two people to choose a different class.”
“Shall I ask?”
“Yeah.”
Serin, who was heading to the 5th floor, turned around and approached the priest, carefully greeting him.
“Hello, how are you?”
“Tch?!”
The priest who was using the heal on the scarecrow with a gloomy face stepped back when he discovered Serin.
“Oh, no? I’m sorry.”
Surin looked at Eugene’s face, who looked strangely scared, and tilted her head.
‘Why are you doing that?’
‘If you ask, you’ll find out.’
Eugene, who decided to step in for Serin, spoke up.
“I wanted to ask you something. It seems like most of you here are priests. Is there a reason you chose to be a priest?” The priest sighed deeply at Eugene’s question and opened his mouth.
“You did what I told you to do. I won’t say anything else. So please leave me alone. I’m sick of stalking.”
“yes?”
“We’re not going to climb the tower. We’re not going to go up there and act as shuttles for the rankers. We’re not going to do that.”
When Eugene made a face as if he didn’t understand what the priest was saying, the priest quickly covered his lips with his palm.
“Well, that’s not what I just said.”
“I have no idea what you’re talking about.”
“yes’?”
“Who are you being threatened by?”
“???hop?!”
The priest again covered his lips with the palm of his hand, perhaps because he had been asked a pointed question.
“Oh, no! I don’t know!”
Then the priest, who had started treating the two people as invisible, began to focus on the broken scarecrow.
“Excuse me?” Eugene asked again, but the priest ignored them both, sweating profusely as if he had said something he shouldn’t have.
“I think something happened down there?”
“You can check it out yourself. There’s only one floor left anyway.”
The priest, who had been secretly eavesdropping on the conversation between the two people, pretended not to know, glanced at them and was startled when he checked their levels.
[guide]
[Level: 52]
Since the level cap was passed to Eugene, Serin’s level was still displayed.
“Huh?! Level 5, 52?!”
The priest who had been mumbling about Serin’s level suddenly knelt down.
“Hey, are you perhaps one of the rankers who came down from above?”
When Eugene tilted his head and hesitated to answer, Serin answered on his behalf.
“Yes. I have a favor to ask from upstairs. He said I’d find out if I went down to the 5th floor, so please… …
Whether it was the 100th floor or the 10th floor… In any case, it was a situation where I came down from above.
This was somewhat true, as Eugene had once asked me to guide him to the 5th floor.
“Are you from the Field Guild?”
The name of a famous guild popped out from within the tower, but Serin wasn’t flustered.
“No. We don’t have a guild, right?”
“omg!”
Then the priest, with tears in his eyes, bowed his head to Serin and Eugene.
“Mom, I’m sorry I didn’t know!”
The priest raised his head, which had been bowed, and told his story with a resentful expression.
“It was an act of God.”
“yes’?”
“Right now, down there, the Field Guild guys are controlling the climbers’ classes.”
