I Became a 6★ Gacha Character-Chapter 541: Honey, Poison, Flame 1

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Chapter 541: Honey, Poison, Flame 1

When talking about mountain beasts, particularly tigers, there were descriptions like "making the mountains, rivers, and vegetation tremble."

"Woah, that startled me. Is it because of what this guy brought?"

"It seems like he stole something from a named monster's territory... Could it be a seed from a walking flower?"

"I'll put it in my inventory for now, since we might be tracked."

True to that description, the deep forest began to tremble as the roar echoed through. The branches that had been gently swaying in the cool breeze now quivered violently at the thunderous roar, shedding leaves like nervous sweat.

An ordinary cry couldn't possibly echo like that, so it had to be a skill infused with mana. This suggested that the "forest master" was likely a massive beast type that attacked head-on, while the "secret terror" was probably an assassination type like the shadow fang tiger.

The combination seemed designed for two monsters to ambush players. While I was thinking this, Han Se-ah's palm smacked the shadow fang tiger's backside repeatedly.

"Where did you bring this from?!"

"Hanna, I don't think it's going to understand you..."

There was no way a mage's delicate palm without mana infusion could damage a 61st floor monster. Ignoring Han Se-ah's butt-smacking, the tiger anxiously stared in the direction of the roar, then lowered its tail and quickly slipped into Grace's shadow.

Reading the quest log, it was clear we'd made the wrong choice. It seemed like we could have befriended either the master or the terror using honey and emblems... but overnight, both had become our enemies.

Even worse was the perfect timing that made Han Se-ah's save-and-load technique impossible—the event triggered during the night and was confirmed immediately upon login. It was a perfect assassination that made us understand why forest fairies feared shadow fang tigers that had tasted blood.

First the harpy's broadcast assassination, now the fang tiger's quest assassination?

"I mean, we went through all that trouble running around the 61st floor to complete the gimmicks, and then we wake up and surprise! Your gimmick has disappeared, you-activated-my-trap-card—what are we supposed to do now?!"

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Han Se-ah roared in frustration, apparently thinking all her efforts had been wasted as she smacked the fang tiger's rear. Naturally, the viewers showed no sympathy, and the chat erupted into a wild festival.

The shadow fang tiger's sudden trolling had made a mockery of her guide broadcast, but the viewers were just happy to see Han Se-ah suffer. Their consistent reactions were truly impressive at this point.

How was it that even with viewers from all over the world, including the West, multiplying the audience several times over, the chat landscape remained exactly the same? With BB Games' surreal scientific prowess improving AI translation capabilities, even usernames that appeared foreign behaved no differently from Korean viewers.

"Let's get moving. Whatever this is, we can hand it over to the Magic Tower."

"You're right, Hanna. We can't change what's happened, can we?"

Though they couldn't hear her shout at the viewers, perhaps Katie and Irene understood Han Se-ah's frustration just from her teary eyes. They comforted her with gentle pats as they started moving.

We weren't running away just because of the roar. Since there were no other adventurers, we needed to continue in one direction for 3-4 days, so we pressed forward.

Our party alone couldn't explore this vast area completely, so we'd need to report to the guild and bring in top-tier adventurers. But it didn't feel right to turn back on the first day of exploration. If we advanced for two more days before returning, it would consume about a week in total.

"Sigh, alright. We should continue exploring anyway. Let's proceed in the same direction for one more day and then head back."

"Not two days?"

"We don't know what might happen, and we should quickly find out what the fang tiger brought. It obviously seems like we've disturbed a named monster of the forest, don't you think?"

"True, that was quite a terrifying roar. At minimum it's a named monster, possibly even a mid-boss. I'll scout ahead like yesterday."

The party followed Han Se-ah's advance order without complaint. Once again, Grace took the lead while the main group followed at a distance.

Grace's movements had become closer to those of a forest fairy, as if she'd partially awakened when killing the witch. Watching her vanish smoothly into dense branches with movements that seemed more like 5.5★ than 5★, I realized a plodder like me could never catch her.

The event that began with the roar brought definite changes to the once-quiet forest.

"This is different from yesterday, isn't it?"

"There seem to be more beasts. I wonder if all the goblins got eaten?"

Instead of the very common monsters like goblins and kobolds, various types of beast-type monsters swarmed forth to block our path.

Enhanced versions of horned wolves and moss wolves from the lower floors' plains and forests appeared, along with panthers, jaguars, hyenas, raccoon dogs, and so many diverse beasts emerging from all around that it felt like filming a wildlife documentary.

At this point, it seemed like the Demon Lord might have preserved the Tower as a sanctuary for biodiversity. Was this Noah's Ark or something? How many types of ordinary monsters were there?

"Since they come in packs, we're collecting a ton of mana stones."

"This is seriously profitable."

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As a result, Han Se-ah was somewhat taken aback by the amount of mana stones we were collecting—far more than she'd anticipated. Of course, since her usual play style involved pushing forward while neglecting farming and growth, she couldn't have estimated how many mana stones top-tier adventurers could gather when focused on the task. Even now, there was more of a sense that we were moving to illuminate the minimap rather than deliberately farming, but we were still fighting more frequently than usual.

...Is this why viewers mocked Han Se-ah as the "queen of easy mode"?

"But besides the increase in beasts, there doesn't seem to be anything unusual, right?"

"That's true. At first I was surprised by all the unfamiliar animals, but they attack in similar ways."

"Even with animals that can handle mana, there's not much variation. They either bite or claw—that's about it."

And so another day of mana stone farming that made even Han Se-ah tremble with excitement ended without incident. Despite the "forest master" and "secret terror" supposedly being enraged, they didn't immediately descend upon the 62nd floor.

Since beast-type monsters had increased, tonight we'd need to find a suitable spot rather than a clearing, camouflage it with logs, and set up our tent—but in adventurer life, this was hardly noteworthy.

After dispatching a pack of hyenas that had been hiding in a group only to be spotted by Grace and cleanly killed by arrows through their heads from above, we prepared to set up the tent again.

"Ah, bread again tonight? Of all things, not being able to eat Irene's cooking is the hardest part."

"Hehe, just bear with it a little longer."

Instead of lighting a campfire and boiling a savory soup, we spent the evening creating a natural palisade by arranging broken logs as naturally as possible.

Though they looked like they should be lifting pink dumbbells with their slender bodies, they easily hoisted log pieces the size of human torsos using mana. Grace brought over a broken log from somewhere to block gaps between trees, while Katie subtly pushed piles of fallen leaves onto the path we'd used to enter.

This way, unless some strange beast decided to leap over the log pile, nothing could come over from behind the tent, and anything approaching from the small path in front would inevitably make noise.

"This should be enough... what's for dinner tonight?"

"Hmm, let me check my inventory. We have plenty of jerky and biscuits, plus some snacks like sandwiches and meat pies. I wish I'd bought some grilled sausages at the market, knowing it would be like this."

With the shadow fang tiger hiding in the tent's shadow and the finch—which had been following us from who knows where—comfortably settling in, we retreated into the tent with peace of mind.

The expensive tent that cost a pouch of gold coins was cramped despite its magical properties, forcing us to remove all our equipment and huddle together with skin touching. If we didn't have inventories, we'd have had to bury our armor under leaves—that said it all.

"Hmm, if we push this way it should work. Hand me the sleeping bag."

"Hanna, yesterday's leftover sandwich is enough for me."

So there I was, sandwiched between them—softness from the side, squishiness from behind. I hadn't noticed yesterday since we ate outside the tent and immediately fell asleep, but there was more contact than I'd expected. Come to think of it, we'd been running around the Tower quite a bit, so even small stimulation made me twitchy...

"Hmm, Roland? Are you uncomfortable somewhere?"

Grace wouldn't miss noticing that.

She lay down slyly beside me with a mischievous smile, making it seem like tonight would be long in a different way. Her eyes were clearly full of intent to tease.

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