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Otherworld TRPG Game Master Chapter 49

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EP.49

Niore was frozen as she looked down into the pit. Judging from the state of the soil, it looked like it had been dug up quickly, and the blood that had spread into the hole had not solidified. There was someone here just a moment ago.

Did the person in the pit miraculously come to his senses and dig out from the inside? Or did someone dig the ground and save the person?

“…….”

Although it was very faint, footprints remained.

These are footprints heading towards the eastern student residence area. There was no rain today and the wind was calm. The trajectory of someone who left this place in a hurry was clearly drawn. Niore could pursue it if he wanted to.

There were many reasons not to go.

It wasn’t something that involved someone I knew, it wasn’t something that was certain, it was dangerous with a high probability, and it wasn’t something that had to be done or was necessary. There were a mountain of reasons.

There was only one reason to go. I feel like someone is in danger.

It was crazy. I had already seen with my own eyes what kind of outcome I would face if I meddled in anything. Because Viscount Restman fell as a result of showing too much favor to others.

So let’s stop dealing with the unpleasant things that happened at night and leave them to someone else. Niore thought about it over and over again and tried to shake off her lingering regrets.

Jerk.

Niore took a step and then let out a sound that was somewhere between laughter and cooing. The place where my toes were headed was a path of movement, following someone’s footprints.

“…Ahhhh.”

Okay, where does the blood go? You live the way you were born.

He was born into a family poorer than that of a city merchant and had never taken a single elixir, so he was unable to achieve 『Fullness』.

I have been steadily learning the practice methods passed down in my family, but I have not yet achieved “tuning.”

However, 『Dappa』 was different. His eyes were so good that he was confident that his sense of reading the flow was second to none. When I blinked, I could clearly see numerous traces that were invisible to others.

The subject is about 175cm tall, weighs about 70kg, and is right-footed.

An imaginary suspicious person ran away, retracing his footsteps. Niore, driven by his own sense of justice, began the chase.

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Bennett, who was running down the alley of the student district with his body wrapped in a black hood, stopped. Then he lay down on the floor and put his ears to the ground.

Light footsteps. Getting closer. The direction was heading exactly towards Bennett.

“…Tracking?”

Was it the popularity he felt when he ran away? I thought I had escaped well enough to erase my traces, but it seems I was caught by the tail. Bennett’s escape skills, which he had honed over many years as a warlock, were of a high standard. Even with mediocre skills, you probably won’t be able to find any traces.

So the one who followed was a skilled tracker.

Who is it?

Did the wizard attach someone to watch over him? Or is it the wizard himself who hid the magic sword? Maybe it’s the same warlock. However, in any case, it was right to refuse tracking. Expectations have always been pessimistic.

He kicked the ground with magical energy engulfing his entire body. Bennett’s body flew out as fast as the wind. First, I planned to keep some distance and hide myself.

To make tracking difficult, it moved by disrupting its traces, such as climbing over walls on deserted roads, stepping on tree branches, or flying for a while in the sky using the 『Fall Delay』 magic. It was a masterful escape.

But the opponent was one step ahead.

The opponent was clearly slow. Even when he accelerated explosively, he could not keep up with Bennett’s speed. However, after a while, I could hear the sound of footsteps approaching.

This one is definitely faster. Nevertheless, if he was caught up, it would mean that he had been tracking Bennett’s movements by completely detecting them.

“Tch…are you looking down from the sky?”

Even if you look up at the sky, which appears narrow due to being blocked by an alley, you cannot see any familiars. If I had noticed a suspicious bat flying in the sky, I would have intercepted it a long time ago.

Bennett, who was running away from pursuit, stopped for a moment. If you notice, there is only one way left to escape. In front of Bennett was the building of the Goddess Church.

I quickly scanned the map of the area in my head. And came to a conclusion. If you bypass the Goddess Bridge building, you will be caught up.

Is it a coincidence or a target of the pursuer?

It seemed clear that the pursuer belonged to the same faction as the wizard of the Tower… that is, the force that hid the magic sword. Otherwise, there would have been no reason to pursue it so secretly and persistently.

Just because he was led to the building of the Goddess Church, it could not be assumed that he was a member of the Goddess Church. If that were the case, he would not have chased them down alone, but would have swarmed around them accompanied by paladins.

Let’s exclude uncertainties and base only what is certain. The opponent buried the magic sword in the ground. I tried to use the magic sword for personal purposes.

That alone makes the Goddess Church light up and rush at them. Regardless of whether they were warlocks or not, any corrupted object that ruined a person was a very negative thing in their doctrine.

So, the Goddess Church would be uncomfortable for the pursuer as well. In addition, a saint with a bad reputation was residing in the building of the Goddess Church. There are rumors that he is an unruly Anhamuin, so he will not forgive a group of people who make a fuss at night.

This… can be used as neutral ground.

If the pursuer had any intention, he wouldn’t fight inside the building of the Goddess Church. If you can avoid battle, conversation isn’t a bad idea.

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The man running away was frighteningly fast. If you missed the trace even once along the way, you would never be able to find it.

He seemed to have realized along the way that Niore was tracking him. Niore wanted to catch up with him and ask him a question. Ask her what on earth happened in that hole and if it was as bad as she imagined.

We will advise you to reflect and pay for your sins. After asking her to repent in front of the goddess and receive the punishment she deserved, I was going to do my best to fight if she refused.

“……?!”

Why does a suspicious person go to the church building?

Is he listening to his telepathy and rushing to confess? Niore himself knew well that that couldn’t be possible. If the world had been so kind, the family would not have been ruined.

Whether it was a mistake or an intention, it was an opportunity for Niore. I heard that there is a saint in the building. If a commotion breaks out, not only the saint but also the officials of the Goddess Church will come rushing out and this will help block the suspicious person.

I moved along the traces. I crossed the beautifully decorated garden, stepped on the drain pipe outside, and held on to the balcony railing with my hand. I said goodbye and pulled myself out onto the balcony.

A person wearing a hood – judging by the protruding uvula, it was a man – was waiting. he asked warily.

“…What is your purpose?”

Niore wanted to ask you about what happened last night and what your relationship was with the hole that was dug. But oops.

“…!”

There was no whiteboard. Niore grabbed her neck and hesitated.

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The pursuer was an innocent-looking female student. He was not armed and did not have murderous eyes. Seeing as I didn’t know him well, he was a freshman.

Thinking that it might be a simple misunderstanding, Bennett asked about the purpose.

“…What is your purpose?”

“…!”

“Silence?…”

Are you trying to guess? Or are you just pausing to understand the situation? Bennett raised his guard and spit out a few more words.

“I don’t know what he’s planning, but he’s bold. Just possessing and hiding the magic sword is enough to make me feel like he’s being questioned for heresy. I’m sure he wasn’t aware of the risks.”

“……?”

“If you don’t want to talk, I’ll guess.”

“…….”

Bennett steadily assembled the puzzle floating around in his head. The reason why the forces behind the 2nd Prince hid the magic sword in such a conspicuous place… everything made sense if you think that it was to get caught on purpose.

He gave the perfect answer.

“Are you planning to use the magic sword as an excuse to purge the forces opposing the second prince within the academy by accusing him of being a warlock? That is, the third prince’s faction?”

“……?!!”

The pursuer’s expression fell. The look on his face as if he had been hit in the back of the head with a hammer. This is the facial expression of someone who has discovered something important. Bennett was convinced.

The truth behind the burial of the magic sword was a competition for succession to the throne so heartless that it made you shiver.

This is the best news. If the academy becomes turbulent due to political strife, it is something that the warlock hopes for. The Zatap Wizard’s evil plan must proceed. Bennett pulled the magic sword from his belt and placed it on the floor.

“I just stole it because I thought it was a valuable item. I’ll return it. I’m not stupid enough to get involved in a fight between high-ranking people. I won’t interfere, so stop chasing me.”

“……!!!”

The pursuer was very surprised and confused, took a step forward and stretched out his arms. Bennett grabbed a clothes drying rack placed on the balcony and threw it at his pursuer. Clothes were scattered, blocking the view.

Bennett jumped down the balcony and sprinted away.

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Niore reflexively swatted away the flying clothes drying rack and grabbed the panties fluttering in the air, blocking her view. And then the movement stopped. It was an acute brain arrest caused by excessive information.

What on earth did I just hear?

Niore was dumbfounded. First of all, fortunately, what was buried in the pit was not a person but a magic sword. The suspicious person who dug up the ground was not a murderer but a thief. It was a minor misunderstanding.

This was not an incident where a person was buried alive and died.

In the future, many people will burn to death.

Niore’s expression became worried and worried. I even wanted to cry a little. No matter how foolish he was, it was too much to get caught up in the ruthless competition between the 2nd and 3rd princes. The death of a fallen nobleman was an issue that could easily be evaporated.

But still, using a magic sword to frame a false accusation…

When I heard the news of the 2nd prince’s suppression of the underworld, I thought that he would now look into dark places for the sake of the people of the empire. Now that I look at it, I think it wasn’t a good intention, but rather an attempt to raise an assassination group or something.

“…Hmm.”

Let’s calm down.

It is said that even if you are captured by a goblin village, you will survive as long as you come to your senses. Perhaps you will be able to pass without any trouble. When I get back, I’ll have to ask Selvier for advice…

“Is there anyone out there?”

“……!!!”

A woman’s voice was heard from inside the thickly curtained balcony door. Niore took one look at the magic sword on the ground, looked at the sky, and then ran away. The Goddess Church will take care of the magic sword.

I ran away frantically. After running for a while, I sat down with my back against the wall of the women’s dormitory building and caught my breath. And then I realized.

“….”

Her right hand was still holding her panties tightly. As I was running away in a panic after grabbing the clothes drying rack, I forgot to leave it behind.

When I unfolded it, I saw that it was a flashy underwear worn with a string tied at the side.

I became the academy panty thief…!!

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What kind of noise is this in the middle of the night?

Saint Tara, awakened from her sleep by the sound of a crashing sound coming from beyond the balcony, frowned and opened the balcony door.

“what.”

The saintess blinked.

Even when I rubbed my eyes to see if I was half asleep, it was still the same.

I wanted to wash my face, so I went down to the first floor, got a bucket of water from the well, washed my face with cold water, and then wringed out my wet bangs to dry them. While I was at it, I brewed a cup of tea and drank it.

And then came back to the balcony.

The clothes drying rack was overturned, the washed clothes were lying on the floor, and a long sword was lying flat on its side. There was a sealing spell on the sword, so I tried it.

-You are my new master…

“『Brilliant Three Rings Artifact Seal』”

It was a magic sword.

When I looked closely at the scene of the incident, I noticed that a piece of underwear was missing.

To summarize, someone sneaked into the building of the Goddess Church at night, spilled the saint’s laundry, took her panties, and left a magic sword as a gift.

“…What is it really?”

I was embarrassed and not even angry.

A word from the author (author review)

The cold and painful Christmas is over, everyone.

It’s time to welcome the new year! Take care of me, sun!

I hope to see you again tomorrow, my friends!

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Otherworld TRPG Game Master

Otherworld TRPG Game Master

Another World TRPG Game Master, 이세계 TRPG 게임마스터
Score 9
Status: Ongoing Type: Author: Released: 2023 Native Language: Korean
I became a wizard of the Illusion Magic School and decided to create a virtual reality with illusion magic to play a tabletop role-playing game (TRPG). It was great to create a virtual reality, but I was in trouble because there were no suitable players. During that time, I received an offer to be the professor from the Royal Academy. The offer was to use illusion magic to fill the students’ lack of practical experience safely. And so, I became a professor at the academy. “Send me back, send me back to that world right now-!” “Outer god, someday an outer god will be our doom, we’ll all die!!” “I am not the bastard of the Redburn Ducal Family. I am the foremost disciple of the Great Namgung Clan, Namgung Qinghui!” But it seems there is a bit of a misunderstanding. This isn’t a spell for dimensional travel, kids. It’s fiction…

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