Otherworld TRPG Game Master Chapter 4

EP.4

When you opened your eyes, a sight you had never seen before caught your eye.

Colorful LEDs cover the skyscrapers soaring into the sky and the stars that decorate the moonlit night.

Lots of people walking around wearing unfamiliar clothes. A four-wheeled carriage passes by without a horse.

The impression is that it is complicated and noisy.

But even amid the chaos, there was order.

Although the material was unknown, only four-wheeled carriages were traveling on the neatly polished black road.

The only exception is white lines drawn on black roads. People passed by above it.

It stops when the red light on the modified-looking streetlight turns on.

When the blue light comes on, walk. It was an intuitive move/don’t move sign.

Assuming all of your guesses are correct…

you need to move now. Because you are standing in the middle of a black road intersecting.

Also, because the red light was glowing eerily.

Bread──! Bwaang──!

A loud noise pours out. Music is a universal language, and to you this noise may sound like a threat or a warning. Observing the facial expressions of the people riding the four-wheeled carriage, the warning appears to be correct.

So where should I go?

You were suddenly dropped into an unfamiliar world.

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“Are you a foreigner? No, really… Even if you’re a foreigner, you know the red light and the blue light. Red light. Green light. Right? Why are you standing in the middle of the road? “Taesik, what score did you get on TOEIC?”

“I can’t speak!”

“Then who here knows how to speak Speech? He said he got TOEIC! Oh, I don’t know. Please tell me how.”

“I see… Really. Hey, you’re okay? Um, he’s police office. And you’re a criminal. Vickers, you don’t move at jump, run, beat….” ”

Hey, what’s run, you bastard!”

“Ah, then the class president does it!”

The fat one and the thin one were fighting with each other.

No, looking back, it doesn’t seem like a fight. Since there was no ill will in the eyes, it must have been more like rough communication between close friends.

The two were passing the burden on to each other to deal with a sudden difficulty.

And you were the one who was in trouble.

Your keen intellect guessed that they were some kind of… ‘guards’.

The skinny guy, who seemed to be of lower class than the fat guy, held out a pen and paper to you.

“What’s your name? What’s your name?”

What is your name? It is the basis of all human relationships.

This is the moment when the first monumental communication between you and the world takes place.

The paper seems to be enlarged. It feels like it fills your field of vision.

And a black square. I think this is where you write your name.

You picked up a pen and wrote down your name.

‘Juna Jurensto Violet Iris’.

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“Taplord, was that your name?”

Yuna, the purple magic tower lord, was not surprised when a familiar voice suddenly reached her ears.

To put it in a good way, we have become accustomed to the troublemakers of the Magic Tower, but in a bad way, we are worn out.

He played a lot of pranks while observing people and all that.

He seemed curious about the long name, so I answered in detail.

“Yes. He was the illegitimate child of Count Yurensto, and was virtually isolated, but was not erased from the family register. Although his father hates Yuna Yurensto, he wants to have a daughter of the Purple Magic Tower lord.”

“What about Violet Iris?”

“This is the surname given to me by the imperial family when I was recognized as the lord of the Magic Tower. Since it takes precedence over the family surname, you should call me ‘Miss Violet Iris’ rather than ‘Miss Yurensto’.”

“It’s long.”

“There is a good pronoun called Mage Tower Lord.”

“It’s been about 8 years since we’ve known each other, but this is the first time I know your name. I want to use it.”

“…Do whatever you want.”

Yuna turned her head and answered roughly.

I’m not a person who is good at conversation, so I don’t know what to say in this type of conversation.

Then, you can call me by name as much as you like, but I can’t answer you. Shame on you.

The world was reflected in the eyes of the little magic tower lord.

It is a mysterious world created by a strange genius.

This realistic world would be fantasy magic. Yuna couldn’t believe it even though she was experiencing it herself.

The sound, the smell, the feeling of the chair touching my buttocks, the other world guards talking in front of me.

If I hadn’t seen the progress he had made with illusion magic until now, I would have mistakenly thought that a crazy wizard had finally developed dimension transfer magic. How could this world be an illusion?

There was no other way to describe it other than that it was an incredible talent.

If you pay attention, the language used is also different. The conversation between the guards in this world was something I had never heard of anywhere else on the continent. However, the meaning became clear as if it was hammered into my head.

Did they use the illusion magic technique ‘Blurring’ that makes strange situations seem not strange?

Maybe he used a clever “cognitive slowing” method to prevent his thoughts from reaching doubts…

Then, will he be able to escape?

The outcome of fantasy magic was decided. Will PC Electronics escape from magic or not?

Even the most insignificant illusion is good illusion magic if it is difficult to escape from. Even the most fatal and spectacular illusion is bad illusion magic if it is easy to escape.

This world was already a fantasy magic worthy of being remembered in history. Now, it is a matter of whether or not the comment that -however, this magic had this underdeveloped part- is added or not.

Yuna, the magic tower lord, moved her magical power.

Then I felt dizzy. I don’t really remember how to use magic power, and it seems like there was no such thing as magic in this world to begin with. I couldn’t even feel the mana hearts I had carefully built.

It must be the work of illusion magic. [There is no magic in this world, and you also do not know how to use magic.] I judged that 『Hypnosis』 was being applied.

Hypnosis can make you feel like it’s not there, but it can’t really make it go away.

You can’t feel it, but the mana heart is there. It doesn’t come to mind, but I am a wizard. Even if the basis for judging oneself as a wizard was belief alone, that alone was enough.

Because I believe that the time I have put in so far is not worthless.

Soap bubbles floated from my fingertips.

Inside the bubble, images of a dragon flying around, a hologram named Heart seducing a man, or an army of butlers mercilessly trampling the purple magic tower flashed by.

Like paints mixing on a palette, the images swirl and mix leisurely. It seemed as if black liquid was gradually filling the sparkling transparent soap bubbles.

The full name, 『Violet Iris’ Gathered Memories Magic Crystal Explosion』 may be aesthetic, but it was not appropriate to explain the essence of magic.

When I showed this technology to the troublemaker at the Magic Tower, he said it was an “information bomb.”

Crispy.

The surface of the soap bubble was incontinent. If the rising internal pressure exceeds a critical point, the soap bubble will explode.

And the randomly condensed information would tear apart this wonderful world built with fantasy magic.

If the world holds out, Yuna will have to humbly hand over the position of Magic Tower lord.

“Erelelelelele.”

“Hukiya——Aaaaa!!”

The troublemaker of the magic tower mercilessly licked the ears of Yuna, the magic tower owner.

My concentration was broken and the soap bubble disappeared without a trace, as if it had been erased with an eraser.

Yuna rolled on the ground, protecting the area hit by the fatal attack with her hand.

And I screamed once more at the slippery liquid on my fingertips.

“What what what what what are you doing──!!”

“Why are you trying to tear something that you made so well? If it exploded, it would have been shattered.”

“Tell me what you say!”

“I’m a bit embarrassed to talk.”

“You! It’s a shame what you did just now!!”

“I’ll test the magic later. What I wanted to show you today wasn’t magic itself, but this world… my hometown.”

“hometown?”

“Didn’t I tell you I’m from another world?”

“I didn’t!!”

“Well, it’s not that important… Anyway, I’ll treat you to a full course, so let’s go. Earth has developed in many ways, but the foodie culture is also huge.”

“…….”

Purple Magic Top Master Yuna’s high-performance brain concluded that it was okay to have meaningful expectations about other world recipes, and ordered the salivary glands to activate. Yuna swallowed her saliva.

“Let’s go.”

“yep.”

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I almost got screwed less than ten minutes after opening.

If that little bubble had burst, my fantasy magic would have been torn apart.

It’s like watching a full-swing baseball bat being swung across my figure display case!

Just to show you this, how much reagent and advance preparation went into it…!

The purple magic tower lord… So, the purple magic tower lord Yuna Violet was very aggressive at times. When I pass by and see an illusion magic being demonstrated, I wonder, ‘Will it break if I kick it?’ And try touching it once.

There are about three poor victims whose magic is shattered like that every week.

I was in a cold sweat thinking about how to stop it.

It was impossible to block the spell with magical skills. Even though I am a magic genius who received scouting offers from all the magic towers, I became a magic tower master when I grew up to be a genius.

If the weak want to beat the strong, they have to outwit them.

The optimal solution my neurons came up with was Erelele.

I thought it would work for a magic tower owner whose immunity to men is infinitely close to 0.

Now that the risks have been taken care of, it’s time to have fun.

Kimchi, pork belly, kalguksu, etc.

It is time to introduce 『Korean Food』 with a grateful heart to Matapju, who has supported the research grant up to this point….

A word from the author (author review)

Thank you for reading. Dear my friends.

I’m really happy…

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