Reincarnated User Manual - Reincarnated User Manual chapter 81

81 – Slaves hiding their power (1)

Even though two years have passed since I was possessed, I was able to clearly remember what kind of character Siriel was in the game. Because her memories were strong enough that she didn’t need to borrow a notebook.

Lucia, pictured beautifully on the main screen of ‘Reincarnation Swordsman’, and

These are the helper characters who have taken on all kinds of sh*t around them.

3 elements that make a hero.

[test]

[aid]

[enemy]

As far as I remember, even in the traditional hero category, there was no hero who overcame an ordeal or crisis with the help of a single body.

Is it because ‘Reincarnation Swordsman’ was also a game that players had to be able to immerse themselves in? Even though Lucia had a previous life as a Sword God, she was not omnipotent.

I was hurt by the disaster that came before me.

Struggling with the secret struggle of those who are hostile to her.

I shed tears over the death of a colleague.

Because there was a human side, the player was able to become immersed in Lucia, and her human side inevitably created flaws.

However, the deficiencies are soon filled by trusty helpers. Siriel was also one of those helper characters.

When playing as the main character, [Lucia], I could see how helpful she was to Lucia just by looking at what Siriel said to her.

When faced with a situation where the minority must be sacrificed for the majority.

[Leave this to me and go quickly!]

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‘I never considered you my younger brother.’ When Lucia was crying at Siron’s words.

[Are you still paying attention to that guy? They’re not family, they’re enemies. They’re enemies.]

After defeating the last apostle. On the day of the decisive battle, Siriel spoke to Lucia with bright eyes.

[To be honest, in the past, I was jealous of you. But it doesn’t matter now. Interesting.]

Sometimes as rivals.

And sometimes as a helper.

But that’s only when you play as Lucia.

After clearing the game, Siron was unlocked, and [Killer Whale Siriel], whom I met, was not a rival or helper that I could rely on my back anytime, anywhere.

How should I say this?

A hindrance rather than a helper? Cheap? That would suit me better.

[Get out because it’s disturbing.]

In a city in danger due to a swarm of demonic beasts, Siriel ignored the player Siron, acted as she pleased, and stole all the credit. That’s all.

When he came face to face with the first Apostle and barely managed to kill him.

[Why is it so weak? I watched him because he was Lucia’s older brother. I was so weak that I felt foolish for having high expectations.]

When he faced the fourth apostle and was in danger of dying.

[I planted the same seed, but how different are they? Oh, is it because the land where the seeds were planted is not good?]

At that time, I was distracted by her hot pad lip. However, the scene that impressed me the most was the scene right before the clash with the demon.

[…Unqualified trash.]

In the end, Siriel cursed at Chiron.

Look at the temperature difference with Lucia. isn’t this a bit too much? In the yard that will cheer you up.

There is no such thing as a billion.

‘Do you kill before becoming a heroine?’ the sound comes out

Just in case, Siron, whom I control, did not do anything to Lucia. After all, why would you touch Lucia, a living disaster and Siron’s death flag? Of course, the title of head of the family was intentionally not given.

Although she didn’t stab herself in the chest like Lucia did, Siriel in the game was clearly a nuisance. The quality was so bad that I wondered if they had intentionally made users angry.

If you ask me why, I have nothing to say.

It’s hard for me to explain too. But I understood. It was only now that I knew that the creator of the game was Yura that all my doubts were answered, and I naturally nodded.

*

“…Hwaam.”

Inside the carriage full of shopping bags, Shiron yawned. I didn’t sleep less, but I was sleepy and tired.

Shiron was touring various attractions of the ecliptic with Siriel. See the fountain that grants wishes. I also went to a doll shop where artisans make stitches one stitch at a time. I also went to a bakery with a talented patissier.

But I was never this tired from walking around a lot. The cause is because of Siriel, who chatters and chatters right in front of her eyes.

“How was your brother?”

“…huh? Could you say that again? “I can’t hear well.”

Chiron’s mouth twitched as he responded to Siriel. The smile on his face was obvious to anyone who saw it.

“That kiwi cake over there. “How did it taste?”

“Ah… that tasted really good.”

“You think so too, right? As soon as I heard the word kiwi, my mouth was watering because I imagined a sour taste, but when I actually tried it, I didn’t feel much of a fresh taste, only an understated sweetness. “Do you think you know why it’s so popular?”

“…I see.”

I don’t feel any physical fatigue. There is lemonade that Encia made in advance, so you can recover from fatigue if necessary. However, unfortunately, Encia’s Lemonade did not relieve mental fatigue.

Listening to Siriel chattering non-stop from early in the morning, you might ask her to be quiet because she is a little tired. But unfortunately it couldn’t be done.

Just one day today. Siron was nothing more than Siriel’s servant and slave.

“…under.”

“brother. ruler?”

“Uh, huh?! Oh, no. What are you sleeping on? “I was listening to you.”

“thank god. Because there was no answer. “I thought you were dozing off and not listening to me.”

“…No way.”

Like this, Siriel did not forgive anyone who just ignored what he said and did not respond to it. Siriel was a noble lady who knew how to thoroughly control her subordinates.

‘As expected, it was too much back then. What have you got for me? Wow, that’s tacky.’

I wonder if a ten-year-old child would boast so loudly about how much he would exploit someone if he did so. Siron felt regret coming over him belatedly.

“after…”

But this too will end soon. Siron sighed deeply and looked out the window.

The sun had already set, and the street lights turned on.

And, there was a street that became lively as night fell.

Night Rail Street, the continent’s largest entertainment district.

Unusually, this was a kind of extraterritorial jurisdiction.

Gambling, drugs, prostitution… It was a street full of things that were harmful to children, but those were things that only beggars who couldn’t even stand behind the scenes enjoyed.

The purpose of poetics is different.

A secret auction and auction house held on the first and third Saturdays of every month.

You might be asking what the auction house has to do with making Siriel feel better, but here you might be able to buy something comparable to Lucia’s elixir.

‘Or if you’re lucky, you might be able to obtain a holy relic.’

Night Rail Street’s auction house was a little different from ordinary auction houses.

‘There is no separate gambling hall.’

In the game, each time you enter the auction house, random items ranging from normal to legendary are displayed.

From an orphan sold as a slave to the holy relic of a warrior who died 500 years ago…

All sorts of items came out, but no matter how much money the player had, he couldn’t buy a good grade item unless he was lucky. Conversely, even if there was not much money in hand, there were often cases where people ate the legendary item for free because there were no people bidding on the item.

‘It has such a blatant gambling element… Why didn’t the Game Management Committee attach a ticket [not available for young people]?’

Although he had random thoughts about the time before he was possessed, Siron decided to focus on the current situation. The current emperor, Franz, may dislike uncontrolled systems and power, but he still allows these things to run.

‘Is it arrogance that you can control it?’

-We have arrived, young lady, master.

The driver escorting the carriage spoke from the front.

Dalkak-

The carriage door opened and Siron quickly got out, bowed his head and held out his hand to Siriel.

“Please get off. miss.”

An escort to a young lady, a kind of servant.

I thought it was a bit excessive, but normally, when Siron showed signs of being tired, Siriel would have asked if he wanted to go home and rest. She still hasn’t let go of her anger. So, even in this way, Siron had no choice but to do his best.

“…Thank you, brother.”

As expected, Siron’s efforts were never in vain. When Siriel glanced down with her head down, her face looked like she was about to die. Although she spoke and acted like a noble noblewoman, the corner of Siriel’s mouth was clearly twitching.

Siron and Siriel entered the auction house escorted by knights.

No entrance fee is required. The majesty of the knights protecting Siron and Siriel naturally led them to the VVIP seats.

“…We will guide you with sincerity.”

A large man wearing a bow tie bent his waist 90 degrees and handed me a touch panel encrusted with jewels.

‘It looks exactly like the game control window.’

I let out a small exclamation of admiration as I looked at the thin plate of Shiron.

It was nice to see game elements in a place like this after a long time.

I wondered what he would say when he brought a group of knights to the auction house, but the number of guards didn’t seem to matter.

As soon as I sat down in the seat I was guided to, I looked around like a country kid visiting the city for the first time. In addition to Siron, everyone had four or five bodyguards.

‘I see quite a few celebrities than I expected…’

I couldn’t see the details of the face because it was obscured by the big people.

There were some people who were presumed to be namesakes.

A person believed to be a cardinal of the Holy Empire.

One of the three dukes of the empire.

and,

There were also people presumed to be terrorists.