I Became a Raid Boss-Chapter 174: Daily (1)

Da-eun spoke in a trembling voice.

“...I didn’t think I could hide it for much longer.”

Her face was a mixture of remorse and regret.

Her voice shook as much as her expression, and Da-eun tightly shut her eyes.

"But I still hoped it could be hidden... just a little longer."

Even knowing it was in vain, she wished it desperately.

“No one wants tragedy to strike.”

Like any ordinary person, she just hoped for the same things.

Da-eun, who had been murmuring softly, opened her eyes.

Her eyes, which had been shaking earlier, now held a steady and determined light.

"...So just once."

The black eyes that had appeared again were firm and unwavering, full of resolve.

"Give me just one chance."

That was all Da-eun said.

She didn’t specify what she would do with that chance.

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She only asked for my trust.

In her determined black eyes, there was the face of a girl I knew well.

Her face was unreadable, making it impossible to guess what she was thinking.

For some reason, that expression felt a little awkward, so I raised my hand, and the girl in her eyes raised hers too.

"Hmm."

Somehow, it felt even more awkward.

I lowered my hand sheepishly and rolled the word "chance" on my tongue.

“Chance.”

It’s a nice word.

But it’s also a cruel one.

A chance is something that allows a little bird, buried in a heap of dirt, to soar into the sky.

But not everyone is given such miraculous chances.

Sometimes, the devil disguised as a chance leads to destruction.

And sometimes, even if you seize a chance, you may fail for reasons unknown.

The only reason I can face Da-eun like this is because I seized the opportunity Edel had extended to me.

“...”

The room fell silent.

Yuki’s soft breathing echoed quietly in the stillness.

No one had told her to do it, but as if she had to, Yuki watched us, holding her breath.

In the eerie quiet, I slowly reached out, looking at the eyes that longed for a chance.

Thud.

"...Ah."

The word I had touched crumbled away helplessly.

Da-eun sighed deeply.

"Chance, my foot."

I couldn't believe it.

"You’ve been so dramatic, saying all that, and now you’re really going this far."

"Ugh! Ahh!"

"Can you at least speak in a way I can understand?"

Da-eun screamed and thrashed about.

"Why?! After begging like this, surely it’s okay to give me one chance! You heartless demon!"

"Will you give me a chance?"

If I gave in here, I’d be the one who lost.

I spat the words out, and Yuki chimed in.

"The world of competition is cruel. The winner takes all, and the loser is destined to fall."

"Is this really the time to talk about ‘logic’? Over a board game?!"

"Da-eun, you were like that too. Asking for a chance like a dog, and now you’re saying that...”

"I didn’t beg like a dog!"

Just a board game.

As Da-eun said, all we did was play a board game.

We uncovered the truth behind a small incident on the board, found hidden evidence and secret hideouts, and finally put our opponent on trial.

A board game based on psychological warfare and deduction.

The final winner was me, and the loser was Da-eun.

Yuki... didn’t really do much, but she didn’t make any mistakes, so she ended up automatically in second place when Da-eun lost.

"This is unfair! How could this happen?!"

Da-eun shouted in protest.

"How can the card I draw always be my evidence? If that’s all, I wouldn’t complain! I roll the dice and it always lands on six, and I get all the lucky cards..."

She suddenly jumped up from the floor, throwing a tantrum.

"Tell me honestly, did you cheat? Did you use hacks?!"

"...You can’t hack in a board game, can you?"

"Or did you do something with Yuki? Did you team up? If you admit it now, I’ll let the loss slide..."

"Da-eun, you’re being ridiculous."

"I don’t care if I’m ridiculous!"

Seeing Da-eun stubbornly throwing a tantrum, I couldn’t help but think that she looked the most pitiful I’d ever seen.

That aside, I had to admit, my luck was pretty good.

"That’s not something you can just call luck. It felt like Dice God descended..."

"How am I supposed to handle that? And from the middle of the game, I think Da-eun’s mistakes were more of a factor than my luck."

This was the honest truth.

In the beginning, I pushed ahead much faster than the others, thanks to what Da-eun had called "Dice God’s descent."

At first, Da-eun didn’t think much of it, but as the gap widened, she became more and more nervous and started making riskier moves to close the gap.

And her anxiety clearly showed on her face, and I got several hints from observing her expressions.

If it wasn’t for that, maybe Da-eun would have been second instead of Yuki.

Da-eun’s risky moves had failed often, but they had also succeeded many times.

I said exactly what I thought, but Da-eun lay back down on the floor and started whining again.

She was rolling around so much that it looked like she was going to sweep up all the dust in the room.

We just lost a board game, yet here she was, making a big fuss about "chance" and everything...

Such over-the-top reactions.

"Cough!"

"Why are you doing this?"

I asked as Da-eun stopped in front of me, ready to continue her tantrum.

She looked at me with eyes full of tiny tears.

"My wish card...! My grand dream of seeing Kana’s aegyo has been shattered...! I can’t stand this!"

"..."

She was throwing this tantrum for something so trivial.

I sighed, unable to help but think that it was an oddly sincere confession.

"Didn’t I tell you not to do that?"

"But a board game with nothing at stake is no fun! At least we should have put something like a hammer hit on the line!"

"That’s gambling addiction."

"It’s fine since we’re not betting money. It’s just to make the game more exciting."

The prize and penalty for the board game had been a "wish card."

‘How about the winner can command the loser to do anything?'

When Da-eun suddenly suggested a board game, I had a feeling something was off, and sure enough, she brought up the wish card.

She pushed her idea even though Yuki and I showed no enthusiasm, and the result was, well, you can see it.

"For that plan to work, Da-eun had to be first, and I had to be last."

"...I was going to persuade Yuki and team up to make you last, and if we did, I’d let you spar with Kana..."

"..."

"Ugh! Wait! I just got hit with a bone!"

She was accusing me of cheating, but it turned out she was the one scheming all along.

"Cause and effect, karma. You’re getting what you deserve for harboring such bad intentions."

"What? Karma? Where did you hear that?"

"On the internet."

"...I knew it, you need to stop abbreviating the internet."

I didn’t ask why. It was clear that Da-eun was just venting after losing the game.

Instead of expressing my confusion, I kicked her sharply in the toe, pressing it between my joints.

And then with a quick kick...

"Ahhh!"

Da-eun rolled away like a soccer ball.

She landed on the sofa.

Ignoring her soft groans, I turned my attention to Yuki.

"Did you make any progress?"

"Not really."

Yuki shook her head.

"It was easy at first, but Silia Online... Ah."

"Just speak casually."

"Yeah, it’s not like how it was in the game."

"Of course not."

The mana density and the system support in Silia Online made a big difference.

Even a newbie with a rusty sword could use mana thanks to the system’s help.

"Still, you’re learning fast."

While I was browsing the internet, I came across a term called "reverse sense."

It means you notice the difference in performance when switching from a high-performance item to a low one...

I interpreted it as "feeling like I’m switching from using a fine sword to a rusty old one."

I wondered if Yuki was feeling the same way.

But I didn’t think reverse sense was necessarily a bad thing.

"Maybe it’s because you’ve had some experience?"

Once someone has reached a destination, they know what it looks like and how to get there.

Even if the path is long and difficult, it’s better than aimlessly drifting in the vast ocean.

From what I’ve learned, most players in Silia Online rely on the system to handle mana.

That’s not necessarily a bad thing, since handling mana isn’t easy.

But it’s a bit unfortunate that they’re limited to using just a portion of the mana.

That’s why I was impressed by Yuki, who learned to control mana on her own.

The system’s help wasn’t non-existent, but considering that, her achievement was still remarkable.

"Really?"

Yuki looked frustrated because things weren’t going as expected.

She had a bit of impatience in her face.

The words I said were meant as praise, but for some reason, neither Yuki nor Da-eun seemed to understand my feelings.

Sighing, I showed Yuki the visual aids she could use to understand better.

"Look at Da-eun. She hasn’t even caught the basic feeling yet."

"...Ah!"

"Comparing yourself to others is wrong, you know? Yuki, don’t seek comfort by comparing yourself to others!"

From far away, Da-eun, who had been rolling around, shouted loudly.

But why couldn’t she just stand up and walk over?

Why was she rolling around like that?

Shaking my head as I looked at the dust stuck to her white clothes, I couldn’t help but laugh.