Is this really just an RPG? !

My name is Neil, because I have the duty of being a brave man, some people will call me Neil the brave.

ah! Maybe such a sudden self-introduction will seem weird, but please forgive me a little bit, because I am writing a diary, a diary for others to read, so I will naturally explain it in a little more detail, otherwise if that person reads this If I don't know who the owner of the diary is after opening the diary, wouldn't I be miserable?

In short, please remember this: the owner of the diary you are looking at is the brave Neil. He is currently in a very critical moment, as to why he would consider writing a diary under such circumstances , since the person involved is full of fluctuations in his heart, even to the point where he can release high-level magic [Wave Cannon] at will, it is really not easy to explain. If we make a comparison... it may be an act similar to "writing a last word" Bar.

By the way, it was my elf partner, Qiuqiu, who made this point. He is currently in a state of "hiding his head in the mud". Due to the immortality of the owner of the partner elf, even this posture will not cause Qiuqiu to die. At most, Qiu's death would make her feel very uncomfortable.

The elf who is always growling "Master get me out", "I was wrong, I was wrong, I was really wrong", "Qiuqiu will be smothered to death" is really noisy, but if it is true If you kill her or put her too far away from me, she will return to me directly because of the effect of the contract, and I don't know [sound shielding] and other magic, so I can only temporarily endure this beast that is comparable to her. Alarm clock guy.

Very well, now let me tell you about my situation.

Not long ago, I was imprisoned in the prison waiting for my teammates to rescue me. I was taken to the interrogation room. The person sitting opposite me was a middle-aged man with a square face. Immediately after that, I was also inexplicably square. stand up.

——It may be that my social skills are too poor and I have encountered too few things; it may also be that the interrogator's face is too square, which caused my emotions to be biased.

——From my own point of view, I am more willing to accept the second possibility, even if it has no basis and sounds absurd.

Fortunately, although it is said to be an interrogation room, it is only to check a few minor issues with me, because Lilith's guarantee, and the Scott family has no conclusive evidence to prove that I am guilty, it will not take much time. set me free. To be precise, the content of the conversation between me and the interrogator was more like chatting with a good friend than an interrogation by one party against the other.

oh! In addition, I have another very important discovery.

That's not an interrogation room at all!

That's not an interrogation room at all!

I suspect that I entered a fake interrogation room!

I have never seen an interrogation room so luxurious!

I can understand gold-plating the coffee table. After all, rich people like to do this. Plating every item in their home with a layer of gold, it looks like the whole room is golden, which is indeed a shocking feeling. But I don't recognize the man who brought the gilded coffee table and tea set into the interrogation room.

Is this meant to force a mental assault on the interrogated with the charm of gold? !

Not to mention the spirit, the eyes alone can't stand it!

The all-round magic lighting chandelier with high power output hanging from the ceiling has the ability to illuminate every corner of the entire interrogation room. The light it irradiates is reflected into my eyes by the gold plated surface of the coffee table and tea set Here, when I was tearing up and resisting the sting of the light to my eyes, I raised my head to look at the interrogator sitting opposite me. I saw a pair of dark glasses on his nose.

I seem to have heard the commercials that Lilith usually uses to amway me.

——"Lilith's unique sunglasses protect the windows of your soul."

MD Qiuqiu.

How could there be such a crazy person.

Could it be that the so-called interrogation is to deal unreasonable mental and physical blows to the prisoners, and then obtain the information you want from them after they have completely collapsed. This kind of interrogation method that ordinary people can't imagine, I suspect that the person who invented this interrogation method is my teammate Lilith.

— Otherwise, where would she go to sell her sunglasses.

—Perhaps she hadn't considered the fact that the prisoner wouldn't have the opportunity to carry sunglasses?

Just when I couldn't hold on anymore and was about to give up resisting and asked the other party to give me a pair of sunglasses, there was a "boom" explosion sound from the bottom of the interrogation room. Suddenly, without any warning, the prison guards in the entire interrogation room rushed out, leaving only the uncle with me.

It was only then that I remembered that the prison was just below the interrogation room.

Doesn't this rhythm mean that someone wants to escape from prison?

No matter what happens, it has nothing to do with me. Anyway, as long as I stay here for a while, I can usher in freedom. However, when I heard the explosion, I felt an indescribable sense of familiarity in my heart. This may be the patent of the brave.

After all, brave people often have the following three characteristics: they can always encounter various events gorgeously; they can always solve various events gorgeously; they can always use the art of explosion to bring various events to a gorgeous ending. . As a person who focuses on explosions in all kinds of specialties, I am very familiar with this sound.

Clearly, something is wrong with the prison.

As the interrogator who confirmed that I was an innocent person, he quickly threw me a sentence, "Don't pretend to be like this, just go straight away", and then handed me a document and a quill, ready for me to sign.

After confirming that the contents of the document were correct, just as I was about to sign, a gust of wind blew in and blew the documents on the table to the ground. Feeling helpless, I bent down to pick up the documents, but the chair I was sitting on was damaged due to disrepair.

The small wooden block bounced back after hitting the wall, and it hit my head just standing up. Although it was only a slight pain, it made me subconsciously take a few steps back. What's more coincidental is that the few parts I stepped back just stepped on the wooden block that fell on the ground, so I fell again and kicked the wooden block out.

The block hit the weapon rack next to the wall, causing one of the spears to fall right next to Inquisitor Sheng.

Similarly, he was also frightened, and he walked a few steps to the left according to his body instinct, and stepped on the small wooden block again. Although he did not fall down like me, the wooden block was still kicked out. On a shelf next to the other wall, causing a hand crossbow to fall.

Having said so much, there are actually no major problems. Except for the embarrassment at the scene, the interrogator and I are safe and sound.

The premise is that the hand crossbow has no arrows.

God knows nothing. This crossbow will be loaded with an arrow. The moment it hit the ground, the arrow was shot out and hit the chandelier in the center of the ceiling of the interrogation room. As I mentioned before, the chandelier in the interrogation room is a magic chandelier with high power output and all-round lighting. After being attacked, it will naturally be damaged, making the energy inside unable to maintain a stable state.

then……

"Boom!"

The all-round lighting magic chandelier with high power output just exploded.

I was just a little embarrassed because I was standing far away.

The Mr. Interrogator was different.

Almost directly below him was cut by the broken wafer, his whole body was covered in blood. Fortunately, he reacted in time to protect the important bits such as the eyes of the master, so he didn't actually receive any life-threatening threats. Injuries, basically just bruises that look horrible.

If the story had ended here, I wouldn't have become so miserable.

The most desperate thing is that at this moment, the eldest lady brought someone to the interrogation room, it seems that because "I finally caught another person, but I can only let it out like this, which will damage the family's dignity", so Prepare to interrogate me yourself. If the series of events just now hadn't happened, I probably could have calmly watched that young lady roaring in front of me while showing an awkward expression.

Unfortunately it happened.

The scene was still in chaos as if there had been a fight.

No chance for me to explain at all! There is no chance for me to ask the interrogator to help explain! The eldest lady of the Scott family directly called the guards to take the interrogator away, saying that she would take it to the church and give it to the godfather for rescue, and then shouted, "The person who attacked the interrogator must be a prisoner", and called the guards to come up and arrest me.

I plan to use space magic to leave here, because the young lady came to the conclusion that "this guy who doesn't know who he is in front of me is a prisoner" with stubborn and strange logic, no matter how hard I try, I can't change her mind. Rather than staying in the suggestion and waiting for Lilith and Emily's help, I think it's better to get out first.

I set the transmission coordinates on the outskirts of Si Harbor, so that I can ensure that the other party will not notice my location for a while.

Even if she has the ability to find where I am through the magic imprint that I don't know when I left, it must have a limited range, otherwise she should have rushed to arrest me as early as in the academy. As long as I use space magic continuously and run out of the opponent's capture range, I can guarantee my safety.

Hmm, great idea.

It's a pity that reality has too much variability.

A wise man once said that "reality is often richer in storytelling than fiction".

When I heard this sentence, I didn’t know what this novel was. Now that I think about it, the wise man may be referring to those knight novels that are widely circulated among ordinary people! Looking at it this way, I seem to be personally proving the credibility of this sentence, because I don’t think anyone in this world has written a story with more ups and downs than the experience I encountered.

Eh? Is asking me what else can happen to make this situation worse?

Of course there is!

After all, I am a brave man.

What does the brave represent?

That's a blast.

I don't know who created the profession of the brave in the first place. He even gave the brave the setting that "everything that happens around the brave will start with an explosion and end with an explosion". In other words, the brave is probably similar to the protagonist in the world next door, an existence that can see explosions every day.

Whether it is an explosion from an enemy or an explosion from a teammate.

The only difference is that with the brave, there is no way to hear such words as "I will definitely come back" and "science opens up the future" that people love.

Um?

Then again, where the hell did I get this stuff from? It's really hard to find an answer.

Oh oh oh, these unimportant things aside, I'm going to talk about what happened to me in such a bad situation... Well, maybe it sounds a little incomprehensible, but in fact it is, So trust me, every word I say next is filled with 120% truth.

--certainly! certainly! It's not that the above are unreliable, it's just that the ones above are only 100%.

I had a secondary explosion.

It's just like the special method [Second Casting] that my senior who is good at knocking people with a staff loves to use. After an explosion, a second explosion is caused by a subtle energy condition.

Obviously, there is only a 0.0000001% chance of predictable things, which is almost the same as the chance of winning the special prize after falling down on the street and throwing a coin into the lottery machine. But no one will believe it.

But I have.

There are ten thousand "MMPs" in my heart, and I don't know where to vent it.

………………

Since the secondary explosion is mentioned, the term primary explosion will naturally appear.

——It's like the logic of "If there was a World War II, there must have been a World War I before that".

--ah! The reverse will not work, after all, there will be a kind of time refutation that makes people laugh.

An explosion is easy to understand, that is, "BOOM" has to explode and then end.

easy to understand.

It's the easiest to see right now.

But if there is no external force, two explosions are caused by the same target.

Then it is enough to shock those scholars who study energetics.

The compressed energy produces an incomplete explosion, causing part of the energy to be in a restricted state, and the free and violent energy interacts with the suppressed and restricted energy, resulting in a second explosion, which is called a secondary explosion. Although the second explosion is difficult to achieve, it has a power that cannot be compared with the first explosion.

If digitized.

The impact of a secondary explosion with 1 unit of energy is equivalent to an explosion with 100 units of energy.

It's almost a hundred times the difference.

That's it, I had a secondary explosion.

…………

When I activated the space magic and half of my body entered the void, I saw a second explosion.

…………

In addition to seeing the secondary explosion, I also saw that the guards were blown directly to the wall due to the impact of the airflow generated by the secondary explosion.

It's a bit of a surprise that the interrogation room wasn't destroyed.

But that has nothing to do with me.

I, who was also impacted by the airflow, lay directly on the grass after leaving the void, staring at the sky in a daze.

I.

Maybe, probably, maybe, should, Maybe, Perhaps, Probably, almost, nine out of ten.

It is completely hopeless.

By: Neil Franks Noyce

Time: I don't know the afternoon of that day

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After writing the diary titled "Last Words", I put the diary in my backpack.

"Why are you writing this?"

"Why do you write it in such a cheerful tone? What kind of last words are you talking about!"

"Compared to the last words, it's more like a funny note written by hand!"

"By the way, has no one mentioned it to you? Brave, your funny talent is great, huh?"

Emily standing next to me kept asking me, and she asked me four times in a row.

Don't ask me where she came from, the moment I used [Teleportation] to leave the prison and reach the teleportation point, I saw her.

It is said that they knew my teleportation location in advance and waited for me here specially.

How on earth did she know... I can't think of it at all, and I don't want to think about it.

It always feels like a lot of dark things will be involved.

"Considering my current mood, I will only answer one question, what number is it?"

"The first one is ready!"

"Of course it is to let myself remember this epic experience forever."

In order to confirm this, I deliberately nodded vigorously without looking at Emily's expression.

"Ah...um."

She seemed to be holding back a laugh.

Not to mention her, even my client, in this situation, can't help laughing after recalling my own experience.

"Where are you going next?"

"Lilith said let's find a way to bypass the cities along the way and go to Dababin, where you can find the princess Julie Owen of the Principality of Atuqiu. With her help, you should still be able to clear your name."

"Is that so... Qiuqiu going to Lilith's place?"

"Well, you set off in the middle of writing your diary. She went to collect information about the period when Bruce Scott ran away from home. reason for this behavior."

"Then let's go."

"Um."

Emily and I walked side by side on a winding mountain road.

The atmosphere is a little serious.

I wondered if she had any questions she wanted to ask me.

As a result, before I came to ask her, she spoke first.

"Neil."

"Um."

"I have a question I want to ask you."

"what is the problem."

"Why did you feel that your eyes were hurt by the light, so you didn't close them?"

"..."

"I really want to know! Hahahaha, don't most people choose to close their eyes? Why do you fight against inexplicable enemies in that strange state!"

"..."

"Pfft ha ha ha, do you know, standing next to you and watching your diary, I almost fainted from laughter! Ha ha ha ha ha!"

"..."

"Wait, wait! Wait, Neil! Don't go so fast in embarrassment... Puff, hahahaha!"

I think.

I might.

is a fool.

Ancient wise men once expressed the view that "human intelligence is often inversely proportional to breasts".

It sounds quite unreasonable, but in connection with the situation at the time, we can understand why there is such a conclusion: there are only two types of people with relatively large breasts, one is women with a good figure, and the other is a man with a strong body. People in that era were not very good at thinking about problems, so they naturally became a model of ignorance.

Judging from the current society, this sentence contains too much prejudice.

Although I still hear or see this sentence now, it is at most used to ridicule some people who don't have a good brain.

But when it comes to breasts, it reminds people of another wise man's speech, that is, the view that "you can make your breasts bigger as long as you use your heart", and a new type of occupation is derived from this, most of which are male creatures. There are also a small number of unknown creatures that should be female creatures from their appearance.

Hmm... a little off topic.

I will mention these two sentences just to make a point.

Assuming that these two famous sayings have been verified and are both true, doesn’t it mean that if you want someone’s wisdom to grow, you just need to smash his chest flat; conversely, if you want someone to become To be a fool, just rub TA's chest big.

If you look at it this way, it still makes sense?

I can't find a reason to refute it at all?

"Stupid brave!"

"Can you stop poking my forehead? It hurts...and can I disagree with you a little bit?"

"Speak up, brave man."

Emily readily gave me this right.

"Although I don't know where the first sentence comes from, the original sentence of the second sentence is that 'if two people's hearts collide with each other, this emotion will increase'...Is that right? It means Said 'the connection between two people will make the love between two people stronger'."

"A mere brave man actually understands love?!"

I seem to be despised?

Or was it despised for some inexplicable reason?

"Why can't I understand love! Besides, I have read this sentence and its annotations. Anyone can do it just by repeating it."

"So that's how it is. I think highly of the brave man."

"..."

You can't be in a hurry with this person at all.

I gave up my intention to continue arguing with Emily, and continued to study the map in my hand with my head down. To be honest, I kind of miss the mounds, although I just did something like "it's spring and I planted a mound and hoped that nothing strange will grow in the fall", but it can't change that I'm lost I miss her sometimes.

Think of her newly upgraded navigation system.

Obviously I haven't had time to enjoy it a few times.

What's more, I can't stop. If I am caught up by the pursuers, it will not be so easy to get rid of them. This is Iceland, not the Alexander Empire I am familiar with. I can't release the teleportation magic at will to distance myself from the group of pursuers.

The reason why he was able to teleport directly from the prison to the outside of the city was because he left a mark on that place when he was arrested.

Plus, it's going to be nightfall soon.

Emily and I are in the forest again now.

If you don't want to spend the night here, it's better to walk out at a faster pace. Although it is easy to leave traces of action on the main road, causing the pursuers behind to be unable to completely shake off, it is much better than spending the night in the forest.

After all, the forest at night is really dangerous.

Although the map can't provide much help to me who has a bad sense of direction, at least I can determine which direction to follow to leave the forest. Of course, if there is a compass, I don’t have to worry about this problem, but I don’t have so many weird things on me. I can know the direction because of Emily’s [Detection Magic].

It is different from the [Detection Magic] cast by normal people.

This is a relatively biased but common method of use.

"Is it really okay?"

"No problem! No problem!"

Emily replied quite confidently.

Then we got lost in the forest.

Perhaps too much jumping will cause most people to be unable to react, but this is the case: the confident caster repeatedly assured me that there would be no problem with the magic effect, and then I found out that it was already night and I hadn’t left the forest. The feeling of going deeper.

"It must be Neil, you are walking too slowly!"

"...Will my walking slowly change the direction of leaving the forest?"

"Actually, this forest is alive. If travelers in the forest walk too slowly, they will be thrown out of the forest."

"..."

How can it be said that it develops in the direction of a supernatural story?

Leaving aside how absurd it is that the forest moves by itself, if what Emily said really exists, then why do we have to move forward? Just walk in the opposite direction to leave the forest, and then change another way to continue to escape the pursuit of the soldiers. Anyway, as long as you don't encounter the forbidden magic field, you won't have much problem.

"Well, I admit, the magic has failed."

"oh."

The guy admitted it.

"Maybe it's because of some interference in this forest... just wait a moment."

"Cast again?"

"Cast the spell again, anyway, I still have to confirm what caused my magic to fail."

A simple magic circle unfolded under Emily's feet, with no more than 10 runes inscribed on it, which meant that the magic she was casting was the most basic level of magic. That is [Detection Magic], a magic that almost every apprentice spellcaster will learn. It is simple and convenient and will always be used in various places.

It is said that the person who invented this magic was just trying to find the needle he dropped on the ground.

"Develop the magic circle"

“Input the key word”

"Activating magic"

"Magic Detecting【Detect Magic】"

I can barely understand the spell... Why is there a strange feeling in my heart that "this seems to be different from the era I live in"? Maybe I misunderstood the meaning of the spell Emily chanted! Although there is no way to use [Detection Magic] by myself, I still know the magic process very well: first construct the magic power circuit, then set the target information, and finally activate [Detection Magic].

Once the magic is activated, it will look for the target according to the set conditions, and detect or scan.

——This process is of course controllable, and it can even be said to be the stage with the highest degree of freedom in the entire magic.

Finally, the obtained information is fed back to the caster.

If it will cause Emily's magic to fail and we will take the wrong direction, it should be caused by some interference in the second step. If it is one step earlier, it will become "the magic was not released successfully", and if it is a later step, it will be "the information is not truly fed back to the caster". These two situations can be detected at the moment they happen.

The only chance to interfere without the caster noticing is the second step.

"Sure enough, I was deceived by something during the detection process, which caused the magic to give me wrong information."

"So where are we now?"

"Going to the lair of a certain group of outlaws."

"..."

In general, the word outlaw can often refer to many things.

But there is probably only one type of criminal in Emily's mouth.

That is the den of robbers.

"Let's go and rob those criminals!"

"..."

Look, this man is excited.

I don’t know where I learned the views that “robbing robbers is not a crime”, “use the fist of justice to teach them to correct evil”, and “their funds will be taken away by themselves as education expenses”. Emily has always been against those who bully The poor guy was very interested, and even brought Lilith, who is a princess, on this detour.

I have no reason to stop them.

Because I do it a lot too.

"I'm so excited not just for the money!"

"..."

In other words, having money is only one of the reasons?

"It's actually like this. The crown held by the princess of the Principality of Atoqiu was stolen because of a commotion not long ago, so Lilith also entrusted me on the way to Dababin. If you see suspicious guys or groups , let’s try to investigate and see if we can find out the whereabouts of the crown.”

"crown?"

This is the first time I've heard of such a thing.

Emily threw a fireball casually, ignited the pile of branches on the ground, and then sat down directly.

"I just found out."

"Tell me."

"There is a tradition in the Principality of Atuqiu. Whoever holds the crown will be the next administrator of the principality, which is similar to the status of the king of the empire. It is precisely because Julie Owen holds the crown that everyone will Calling her Her Royal Highness is actually quite a while before her enthronement day."

"But now, the crown has been stolen?"

"Yes, in fact, the Principality of Atuqiu has a considerable number of candidates every time."

"ha?"

Obviously there is a rule of the crown, why are there so many candidates.

"If the crown is lost and the holder cannot take it out on accession day, then it will become a mass vote to select the next manager."

"oh……"

I suddenly understood.

In other words, the theft of the crown is definitely related to other candidates. As long as they don't have the crown in the hands of the princess, they can turn the already certain things into uncertainties, thereby increasing the possibility of their accession to the throne. Besides, they don't need to pay any risk, they just need to throw the crown where the princess can't find it.

Really bad political war.

"So we need to help the princess investigate the whereabouts of the crown. This is in exchange for her honorary guarantee for you."

"I see."

"Don't worry about the Scott family for the time being, there will be professionals to deal with it then."

"Professional?"

"Hmm... It is said to be 'Blue Saint'? It seems to be called this way."

"..."

What's that?

Someone's name?

"In short, it has nothing to do with us for the time being. Compared with these problems, why not think about how to deal with the group of criminals who prevent us from leaving the forest," Emily turned the topic back to the things in front of her. She stood up casually He kicked the stones, "Since the other party can interfere with my spell, it means there is a caster there."

"……Eh!"

"If you don't plan well, the car may overturn."

"Too."

I nodded.

If it's just a group of ordinary people like before, I don't have to worry at all.

Just push through it with a bang.

But this time it's not itchy, the other party also has spellcasters, even spellcasters who can interfere with Emily's magic... Although, it's not too difficult to interfere with [Detection Magic], as long as you can detect that the other party is using [Detection Magic] Detect magic], and then release your own magic power to disrupt the things detected by the other party, and you can achieve it.

Still, it's always good to be careful.

"lets go."

After a gust of wind blew and extinguished the fire on the ground, Emily raised her head and said to me.

Then lead me to go deeper into the forest.