I Became a 6★ Gacha Character-Chapter 311: Rioters Called Adventurers 1

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Suddenly, the atmosphere turned into that of bank robbers.

This wasn't a joke I came up with—it was a donation message.

Indeed, seeing fifteen people in dark robes talking about how to riot and steal made it look no different from a crime planning scene.

In the end, the adventurers all wanted one thing: money, anything valuable.

"On the way here, I saw a heavily guarded building with armored guards."

"Isn't there a mansion where some rich harpy lives? Something luxurious and tall."

The adventurers I'd met so far had shown a polite demeanor, whether because they felt pressured by the temple's authority or were fans of the top-tier adventurer Roland.

But the ones here were different.

To put it simply, they were like wild creatures.

Adventurers who would rob not only harpies but also humans if it meant making money.

The one fortunate thing was that none had backstabbed their partners yet.

This was an important point to remember: "yet."

After all, these adventurers were the kind who would knife their allies and grab their coin purses or weapons if things went south while raiding the harpy city.

Back in my rookie adventurer days, I met countless guys who tried to strip me of my armor and mace and make a run for it.

Neither Grace nor Katie were naive, so they observed the adventurer thieves' meeting with cool eyes.

"…Roland, do you think it's alright?"

"Don't worry. There are probably only a handful here who could break through your protective shield."

"No, it's not that. Their plan… it's full of nonsense and doesn't make any sense."

The meeting was a complete mess, just as Irene said from her spot beside me.

Even though each individual was strong, they didn't seem particularly smart; it felt like listening to a middle school debate class.

Even Irene and I, who weren't experts in strategy, felt something was off.

When the reasoning for someone's decision is just "because I want to," "just because," or "it's a gut feeling," there's not much more to say.

"…Seems like they're not trustworthy, right?"

-Watching them reminds me of the ranked game I played yesterday. Is that normal?

-Lol, it's like watching my team's kids blame their teammates after losing a base. Are those guys really senior adventurers?

-Maybe not senior, they're classified as top-tier adventurers since they made it this far, lol.

-Come to think of it, doesn't the Adventurer's Guild need to revise their classification system? Even intermediates are on the 40th floor now.

-If they soloed their way to the 46th floor, they must be strong, but their intelligence… Is this the difference in innate ★s?

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The temporary party member I met while hunting orcs yesterday was just like that. No different from intermediates.

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Why is the world's first virtual reality game NPC acting exactly like our team's mid-laner?

Naturally, the viewers couldn't help but throw in a few comments.

The viewers had grown accustomed to the high standards set by Grace, Katie, Irene, and Roland, so the sudden appearance of these "medieval average intelligence" adventurers was something that no mediocre streamer could replicate.

There are plenty of streamers who have annoyed viewers to the point of making their teeth hurt, whether due to poor gameplay, not understanding their chat, or just being stubborn.

But no matter how frustrating they were, they were nothing compared to real medieval folks.

With no compulsory or basic education and a lifetime spent wielding swords for survival, these selfish, dark-robed people numbered fifteen.

Without any logic, they were stubbornly insisting that their opinion was right, so it's no wonder everyone was getting a headache.

"…Do we really need to keep listening to this?"

"It might be better if we just move on our own."

Grace had encountered party leaders who blamed others in her temporary parties, but probably not to this extent.

With how these guys were raising their voices like they were about to draw their swords, even I felt a lump in my throat.

At this rate, it seemed like we wouldn't reach a meaningful conclusion even if we waited for hours.

"Hey."

"So, I was saying…! What do you want?"

"If you keep talking like this, it'll never end. Just tell us the location of that big mansion you mentioned earlier."

"And if we do, what are you going to do about it?"

The solution was simple.

We didn't need to worry about the harpies' safety, so we could go all out.

Attacking the city with just the five of us wouldn't yield much, but with twenty high-level terrorists, things would be different.

Plus, one of us had bombs in her inventory.

…Though I hadn't confirmed it, Han Se-ah probably had a few backup bombs.

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In the end, it all came back to terrorism.

"Bombs? I have some… but why all of a sudden?"

Frustrated by the endless bickering about who should go where, I had made a plan on the spot.

Our party would head to the largest mansion and cause havoc among the nobles, while they could loot the shops and flee.

It was a given that a noble's mansion would have something valuable, but it was also a dangerous place.

Since these adventurers cared about their safety as much as making money, there wasn't much resistance to the idea.

Calling this a plan felt a bit embarrassing, but to this group of moronic adventurers, it seemed like a brilliant strategy.

"Hanna and I will go to the harpy noble's mansion and draw attention with bombs. Meanwhile, Grace, Katie, and Irene will lead the enslaved stone dwarves underground."

"True, our numbers alone wouldn't be enough, but if those adventurers attack the market and residential district, it'll definitely spread the attention."

So, it all came back to needing Han Se-ah's bombs.

Thankfully, we didn't need to change the plan because she had a variety of alchemy bombs neatly stored in one corner of her inventory, meeting both the viewers' and my expectations.

According to Han Se-ah, "Carrying bombs is always beneficial, and I can ditch them if I need inventory space."

Does she not realize why she's nicknamed "Terrorism Girl"?

It's inefficient to stick together as five when attacking a city, so we decided to split into groups of three and two.

Irene approached with a worried expression when she heard this.

If we were talking about defense, Grace and Katie should be the ones concerned, but…

"Roland, be careful. Don't use explosives recklessly, and listen to Hanna's instructions."

"You're treating me like a kid, aren't you?"

"But I'm worried, you know? Hanna is smart, but she can be clumsy."

…So, that's where her concern was.

-lol. What did you do off-camera to make mom worry like that?

-Our Han Se-ah may be silly, but she's kind-hearted (while committing biochemical terrorism).

-No wonder Katie the Brat didn't stick. The real brat is right here, haha.

-She's kind-hearted (Primary weapon: biochemical terrorism / Secondary weapon: troll bombs).

"Hey! Who are you calling a brat? Irene's just kind and worried. Can't you see she wants to be with Roland and is using me as an excuse? That's why none of you will ever find love."

Wishing us luck, Irene clasped our hands tightly and made the sign of the cross.

She didn't actually have a blessing skill, but her gentle touch made me feel like it would truly bring us luck.

As I headed out of the cave with that thought in mind, I saw an armored harpy transporting slaves.

Earlier, when we first entered the city, they were clicking their bladed talons and dragging the stone dwarves away.

It looked like they performed these transports regularly.

Grace, who noticed this before me, whispered softly from under her robe.

"They're moving slaves right now. We'll slip away that way, so Roland, be careful."

"Got it. We'll start with Hanna's bomb. Once you hear the explosion and the guards disperse, be careful and make your move."

After patting Irene's shoulder to reassure her, we naturally scattered.

None of the flying harpies seemed interested in humans wearing robes, so there wasn't any problem.

It made me wonder if the viewers were right, and the harpies were just pretending not to notice us.

Could it be a conspiracy to lure adventurers in and deal with all the rebels at once? Surely not.

"Over there, I see a tall building."

"Yeah, it's tall, and the walls are studded with shiny gems. Definitely looks like a noble harpy's place."

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Why do harpies in both the kingdom and the empire love shiny things so much? Are they actually from the crow family?

While I was thinking idle thoughts and walking forward, one building stood out.

It was a slender tower, three times taller than the others, and its walls were unusual.

It felt like looking at a princess toy meant for kindergarten or elementary school girls.

The window frames and walls were densely packed with sparkling minerals.

It was as if the building was made of cubic zirconia.

If a sun rose inside the tower, the harpies flying around might even go blind.

"It definitely looks like a place for nobles, right? If Roland draws their attention, I'll plant the bombs."

"…Alright, just don't get caught."

Han Se-ah's eyes sparkled at the mention of bombs, almost as if she were addicted to them.