It Is Legal for an NPC Who Is Being Oppressed To Run Away

95 – NPC who has been NT*ed. (One)

[-Profession Striker-: Level 65 Name: Miho. Age 19.]

[Strength: 94]

[Agility: 182]

[Intelligence: 16]

[Luck: 126]

[HP: 1,960]

[MP:101]

[Skill: Preemptive strike. attack from behind. sharp claws. An uninterrupted attack. according to the will of the master. Presence is completely blocked.]

[Preemptive attack effect: Deals additional basic agility stat fixed damage on the first attack.]

[Behind attack effect: Attacks from behind inflict 150% additional damage.]

[Sharp Claws Effect: Activates when in the form of a beast. This character is currently unavailable.]

[Perfect combo effect: When a combo is successful, additional damage equal to Dexterity x 0.2 is inflicted per hit. (Up to 3 stacks.)]

[According to the will of the master Effect: When you receive an order from someone who serves as your master and begin training, all stats increase by +20.]

[Presence Complete Blocking Effect: Specializes in surprise attacks by blocking all energy emitted from the body. (It does not activate when attacking an opponent.) (If an opponent finds it first, it does not activate unless it is a certain distance away.)]

Dealer completely. Even the horse is a striker, it’s a level where I wonder if this is a PVP assassination specialty. Is it according to the will of the master? Is it playable? There’s even a new skill I don’t know about.

I also know the Sharp Claws skill because of the game in my previous life, and that is a skill that increases the chance of a critical hit. An extreme dealer with high basic luck and even a skill that increases the chance of a critical hit. That is Miho, the beast of the white tiger.

When she said she wanted to join the group, to be more precise, she wanted to serve her benefactor, Ira, and I looked at the status window that appeared in front of me, Miho, who had been quiet with a rotten expression, finally opened her mouth.

“…What are you looking at?”

“The Future of the Continent.”

“Mmm, you’re looking far away.”

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“Yes. So, what do you want to do? Do it or not?”

“Well, you have to tell me why you’re killing me…”

I show a lot of dislikes like this, but there are many things I want. To be honest, I don’t even bother explaining, so I frown and look at Miho.

“Don’t do it if you don’t want to. I’ve said it before, but I’d rather you leave.”

“……”

In response to my answer, Miho’s golden eyes and very little, but clearly dissatisfaction, began to twitch her eyebrows.

Great. I’d rather just leave because I don’t like it, or if you get angry and attack me like this, it’s easier to explain to Ira that it’s better for you to leave.

“It means killing people. And the vice principal of the academy, I don’t know much about this city, but isn’t he a high-ranking person like the chieftain?”

“Uh. Probably the second tallest person.”

“If you’re that high, you should at least tell me why you’re trying to kill me…”

Seeing Miho talking as if he was embarrassed, I don’t think much of it. Because I’m tired of talking to him at length. I decided to answer in a nutshell.

“For Ira.”

“What? For you?”

“Okay. So. Do it or not?”

People who kidnap children and abuse spirits. Without any such explanation, he deliberately only gives reasons why Miho cannot come forward. From now on, in escaping from this continent, I will deal with and kill all humans who stand in my way or Ira’s way.

If that doesn’t work, I’ll avoid it, but I’m going to get rid of anyone who makes me go this far. And clearly, in the process, there are still those who have not yet committed evil deeds or who are only preparing and hesitating.

Those who are hesitating to make a contract with the devil because of a sad story, or those who have kidnapped in a moment of anger but have not yet gone to the extent of murder.

There may be people who prepare for terrorism, thinking about taking revenge for what they have suffered.

‘But, am I the alpha? ‘No one lived with our position in mind in the first place, so should I live my life caring about their story?’

There is no reason for that. I’ve been through enough, and I’m running away to survive.

As a result, I have no intention of swinging my sword while trying to figure out what the story is behind the things that stand in the way of me, Ira, and the others.

Even if my actions were evil. Even if other main NPCs on the ‘good’ side or the main character designate me as ‘evil,’ I plan to overcome even them and survive. and.

‘And already. Gor, Ray, and Ragni are kids who will wield fists, knives, and guns without caring about each other’s stories if it’s for Ira and I.’

But what about you? are you that Would a playable character with INT 16 understand my intention?

Miho closed her eyes and seemed to organize her thoughts for a moment, then stood up.

“What should I do?”

And in her golden eyes, there was a different resolution that I couldn’t understand.

*

“Chief Jack Ro isn’t coming back?”

“Yes. Manager Gibson also suddenly lost contact three days ago.”

“…Where did Gibson go without saying?”

“No. I said that I felt the magical power of good materials.”

“Have you sent a search in that direction?”

“Yes. I sent it, and I think it will probably be back this morning.”

“Just in case, send a search to the labs as well. Ro Jack said yesterday that he would go through a verification process to make a contract with a mid-level spirit.”

“Yes, I understand.”

When an old man with a gray beard waves his hand, the middle-aged man who was reporting in front of him bows his head and walks out of the office. And in the room where the old man was left alone, he started muttering.

“…No way. Did the Dean notice? It may be Gibson Mann, but if Raw Jack, who was inside Natty, disappeared, it’s not out of the question.”

We proceeded very slowly, secretly and surely, building trust. However, if anyone were to ask whether it was perfect, Rotolks, the academy’s vice principal, would answer categorically that it was not.

natural story. In each department, children in lower grades who are slightly less capable are expelled from school little by little, and they are used up as resources for the laboratory.

Of course, we are taking appropriate measures to ensure that the average number of students expelled per year is not exceeded, but it is highly unlikely that the dean felt something was wrong and made a move…

‘no. That can’t be possible.’

That woman obviously isn’t interested. Elementalists who deal with lower-level spirits are people who are not considered true elementalists.

There’s no way that such a person would have been interested in my research on the ‘everyone elemental sage’.

In the first place, I had properly reported this research to her, and I myself had agreed to go through several confirmation procedures.

of course. Although the part about the battery with poor abilities was adapted and reported as using a monster’s magic stone.

“Then, who else is there other than me and the dean in this city who will take those two without leaving a trace?”

Although he is doing something illegal, Gibson is a demonic tribe. And Ro Jack is an elementalist with exceptional talent among humans. A human who can eliminate such people without leaving even a trace of resistance.

The names of other combat department chiefs and famous gold-grade adventurers in the city popped up in the principal’s head, but he shook his head soon after knowing their abilities.

‘I don’t know if it’s a jack, but Gibson is impossible. Gibson recently succeeded in processing the fragments of the Spirit King into magic tools. I dealt with offensive spirit magic at the level of a senior elementalist, but being helplessly captured by someone other than me or the dean is an unbelievable story.’

Although the affinity with the spirits is much lower than that of the demons, that level is a story when considering the racial value. At the human level, a genius at a level that only comes out once in 50 years. That’s Gibson.

The sympathizer, who had thought up to that point, was thinking about the possibility that the situation was going badly, and he was contemplating whether he should cut off the tail by handling the laboratory’s closing and concealment and the assistants who were researching.

-smart.

“Who is it?”

“This is Marnier, the dean’s secretary.”

“Oh. Marnier, come in.”

The moment the door was knocked on, Rotolks, who had been worried for a while and his face crumpled in annoyance, completely relaxed his expression when he heard that he was the dean’s secretary, returned to the look of a benevolent old man and greeted the secretary.

A female secretary wearing glasses looking at him like that. Manie, who guided Ira and Ragni, smiled and bowed her head. Hand over the documents you brought with you.

“This is the list of recommended students. All of them seemed to be very talented.”

“Hmm? Everyone? I guess you didn’t come from Igram this year?”

Igram has been famous in the academy for selling letters of recommendation for a few years and sending only trashy people. However, judging from Manie’s reaction, it seems that he didn’t come from Igram this year…

“…This?”

“Whoops. In fact, Ira, a child from Aigram, is the most talented among the testers this time.”

The vice-principal’s expression hardened as he was quickly flipping through the documents, and when Marnier responded with a smile, the vice-principal widened his eyes as if he had seen something unbelievable.

no way. A 12-year-old girl who entered elementary school, let [the core of the highest level of energy] shine even for a moment? Did the dean directly direct and interview him?

“Heh heh. It’s a great talent. At this level, isn’t it a talent that only comes out once in 100 years?”

“hehehehe. Actually, it’s a bit shortened.”

“…hmm?”

The vice-principal’s eyebrows tremble slightly at Marnier’s next words. This is too much to call a 12-year-old’s talent, but this is a reduced content. What does that mean?

“It is said that it filled 40% of the elemental core. And that in just a few seconds.”

“…You’re kidding, right?”

“He even filled it in and then cheerfully left on his own feet? The dean seems to think that a genius who could become his successor has appeared.”

I am speechless. Succession? I am the vice-principal of this academy, but the dean has now said that he will hand over the succession of the academy to someone else without any consultation with me?

The vice-principal listened and responded to Marnier’s story, perfectly controlling his eyes that seemed to widen arbitrarily and his mouth that seemed to distort, and smiled kindly after hearing that what the dean and the girl said was true.

“…That’s a great thing! Ah, Marnier. Would you like to go and have a cup of tea?”

“Oh! I’m sorry. I still have a lot of work to do, so I should have just handed you the documents and left. Without realizing it, I got excited talking about the kids!”

“hehehehe. I know very well that you like children, so what am I apologizing for? Even the old man in the back room enjoyed hearing about children from the young man’s mouth. Later, you can leisurely come and have a cup of tea and then leave.”

“Yes. The vice-principal is having a hard time too.”

“okay.”

After Marnie greeted politely and left the vice principal’s office. Rotolks’ eyes and mouth twitch and contort.

‘…damn Dean b*tch. You’ve finally gone senile. Dare, dare!! I have devoted my entire life to the academy and spirit research, and you want me to accept another b*tch as my successor?!!’

Papers on your desk. The vice-principal, who reads the words “a 12-year-old commoner girl with red hair and purple eyes” written there, starts thinking coldly and furiously.

‘If it’s a material that only comes out once in 1,000 years, this will help me make a contract with a higher spirit.’

“…Closing of the lab still has to be postponed for a while.”

-phut!!

The old man, who struck down the papers containing Ira’s personal information, disappeared on the spot without hiding his distorted expression.

*

“…As expected. His words and actions are not intended to hurt others.”

A room with no one there. After the ears of the black and white beast that appeared in the air pricked up, he opened the desk on the spot, took out something, and disappeared.