Chapter 6 – Taking the Long Way Around

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LEVEL 2: Everything is Precious, Nothing is Replaceable

Chapter 6: Taking the Long Way Around

Human beings, though, were mysterious creatures.

After waking up refreshed from a good night’s sleep, it was like all the annoyance, doubt, and despair from the night before never existed. Ranta seemed completely normal too, unchanged from his usual self.

Everyone already knew they planned to return to the Siren Mines today, and that decided, they were also acutely aware of the need to increase their earnings. They entered the mountain, easily cleaning up any first-stratum lesser and worker kobolds they ran into, and proceeded to descend to the second stratum.

They had gotten this far yesterday, so today’s goal was to reach the third stratum. Haruhiro wasn’t convinced that everyone was completely used to fighting kobolds yet, but it was obvious they were predicting and following the enemy’s movements better than yesterday.

Easy. We got this, no problem, Haruhiro thought. But optimists were often in for a rude awakening.

The sink well down to the next stratum appeared in the distance. Next to it was…

“Is that a kobold?” Haruhiro wondered out loud.

With what appeared to be an enemy in sight, everyone waited while Haruhiro scouted ahead alone. When he got up close, he couldn’t believe his eyes. It was huge. Was that an elder kobold? Normal kobolds were just under five feet, and he had heard that elder kobolds were about a half foot taller.

Only five and a half feet tall? No more?

The especially large kobold had three underlings with it. The underlings were equipped defensively: plate armor, helms, round shields and swords. They looked larger than any of the regular kobolds Haruhiro had seen before, but even so, the large kobold was one or two sizes larger than them at about 6’5″. It wasn’t just its unusual height though…

“Black and white…” Haruhiro whispered out loud.

It had black fur with patches of white mixed in. Patches… Haruhiro’s pulse quickened. Shit! It didn’t seem to have noticed him yet, but if it did… Not funny… This was some joke, but it wasn’t funny at all. Shit shit shit… Its sword. What the hell?! Its sword was probably around four feet long with an incredibly broad blade… it looked like a man-sized carving knife.

That thing could probably split a person in two with a single swing. The sword must be enormously heavy, but the kobold carried it like it was feather light. It must be monstrously strong. Mary’s previous party fought that thing?

That’s just insane, Haruhiro couldn’t help thinking. We’ll die. We’ll all die for sure.

The strongest enemies they’d ever fought were the plate-armored goblin and the hobgoblin, but this was on a totally different level. It wasn’t even in the same league. Shit. It was strong. Crazy insane strong.

Haruhiro returned to the others. Even though he couldn’t see his own face, he knew it must be as white as a sheet.

“It’s Deathpatch. He’s here,” Haruhiro reported.

Shihoru gasped and Mogzo exhaled sharply. Perhaps Mary had already been expecting something like this, since she merely furrowed her brows and gave a slight nod.

“Deathbatch…” Yume whispered.

“Deathpatch,” Haruhiro corrected automatically, the familiarity of the routine calming him a little. He looked over at Ranta.

“Let’s go! No choice but to take him on,” Ranta laughed softly. Maybe he was trying to be a badass with that grin on his face, but all he was accomplishing was idiot.

Well, Haruhiro expected this from him by now.

“Okay Ranta,” Haruhiro replied. “You go ahead. We’ll wait here. Good luck!”

“So that’s how you’re gonna be, huh?” said Ranta. “Fucking coward.”

“Sure,” Haruhiro agreed pleasantly. “So. You going or not? What’ll it be? Hurry up and decide.”

“Looks like there’s no other option—” Ranta brushed his thumb across the edge of his chin “—but to put it off ’till later. Lucky for Deathpatch, he gets to live a few days longer…”

“Yes yes, very lucky for him.”

“Go tell him, Haruhiro. He just barely managed to escape death at my hands,” Ranta commanded.

“Go tell him yourself. I’ve got better things to do with my time.”

No one but Haruhiro made to involve themselves in Ranta’s antics. Even Yume, who was always quick to rebuke him, remained silent throughout the exchange. Perhaps that just went to show just how tired she was of him. Haruhiro realized then: being the only one humoring Ranta while everyone else stayed out of it must have made them seem like best friends. The thought thoroughly disgusted him.

There were five sink wells that connected the second and third strata, so it didn’t take long to find another. There was no sign of any presence, kobold or otherwise, in the vicinity of the sink well, and nothing seemed to be at the bottom when they peered into it. Their view from the top was fairly limited, though.

“I’ll go down first,” Haruhiro said. “If it’s all clear, I’ll let you guys know and you can follow.”

“What if you run into trouble?” Yume asked, blinking.

“Um, I’ll yell, so come save me.”

Yume smiled broadly. “Got it.”

Feeling his spirits lifted a little, Haruhiro returned the smile and said, “Here I go.”

The rope ladders hanging off the lip of the sink well looked worn and well used, but they still held Haruhiro’s weight when he began his descent. Being a Thief, keeping his balance on the way down was simple and he reached the bottom quickly. When he turned around though, the kobolds were waiting for him.

“Er… good afternoon,” he greeted meekly. The kobolds growled at him. “No time for pleasantries, huh?”

Haruhiro jumped out of the way as one of the kobolds sprang at him. It was big—not as big as Deathpatch, but still large. An elder? So this is an elder… It was equipped with chainmail and a single-edged sword. Two underlings accompanied it, armed in a similar manner.

“Guys! Down! Enemy! Bad! Hurry! Help!” All Haruhiro managed were single word phrases.

Haruhiro circled around the elder kobold and its underlings, trying to put distance between himself and them. However, he couldn’t run too far from the sink well either… not until everyone else had come. He was limited to this general area, but with three of them… If it had been just one, he might have somehow managed to keep it running in circles, but with three it was proving nearly impossible.

When he tried to run straight, in front of him was a kobold. When he turned back around, kobold. To his side, kobold. Kobold, kobold, kobold. It was a goddamn kobold-palooza.

Haruhiro dodged an incoming attack from the elder, grunting as the kobold’s sword nicked his cheek. He hardly felt the pain, but getting cut caused him to panic anyway. He lost track of the enemy and had no idea if his companions were coming at all. Panicked and helpless, he simply ran the other way whenever a kobold appeared in his field of vision.

Staying in the area below the sink well was not going to happen. He didn’t have the luxury; no way there would have been such luxury.

He heard Ranta’s shout and wondered if he’d ever thought of Ranta as this dependable before now. Nope. Never. Not even once. Ranta scrambled down the rope ladder first and immediately engaged the elder kobold, even though it would have been better for him to help Haruhiro first.

But Ranta never thought before acting. He simply went for the closest and biggest enemy that came into sight, his actions lacking the motivation of a need to protect his friends or help a teammate in trouble. But because he never thought too deeply about anything, he did have a sort of ability to attack instantly and without hesitation. Maybe it was something like good and bad rolled into one.

Haruhiro heard Mogzo’s battle cry and then Yume shouting, “Haru!”

“Oom rel eckt vel dash!” Shihoru had come too.

“Haru!” Mary’s voice.

Everyone was down the ladder and with him now. Gradually, he felt calm fill him again. Ranta had engaged the elder kobold first but at some point had switched with Mogzo. Now, he and Yume took on one each, Kobold A and Kobold B, respectively.

“Haru, what about your wound?!” asked Mary.

Haruhiro gingerly touched his cheek, and, although it stung with pain, it would be fine as long as he left it alone.

“I’m fine! Heal me afterwards!” he replied on his way to support Yume. He maneuvered around Kobold B, aiming for its back while assessing the situation around him.

I don’t have the ability or the qualifications, but for the moment, I’m the leader.

All things considered, Ranta was doing fairly well. He employed [PROPEL LEAP] and [JUKE STAB] to stay out of the enemy’s range while waiting for his chance to attack, and then struck with [HATRED’S CUT] or [ANGER THRUST]. As usual, Haruhiro thought all that moving around was both unnecessary and inefficient, but maybe that was more just a Dread Knight’s fighting style than Ranta specifically. Still, it was the fact that this particular Dread Knight was Ranta which irritated him.

Mogzo and his opponent looked evenly matched. He hadn’t managed to land any heavy blows on the elder kobold, and once in a while the elder would land a blow or two on him. Wait, no, that’s not quite right… Mogzo was allowing the elder kobold through his guard.

He was wearing plate mail so a graze here or there would just put scratches on the armor, not actually hurt him. Mogzo was blocking heavy blows with his bastard sword while letting the plate mail absorb everything else.

“The hobgoblin was stronger!” cried Mogzo, suddenly stepping in aggressively and locking blades with his opponent. He immediately followed up by wrapping his bastard sword around the kobold’s sword, then pulling his own sword back. With a shout, he unleashed [SPIRAL SLASH] straight at its face.

Mogzo’s attack grazed the kobold’s cheek the same way Haruhiro’s had been grazed, causing it to jump back in panic. Mogzo pursued, closing the distance once more. Watching Mogzo sent chills down Haruhiro’s spine. The aura of stability Mogzo provided in a fight was amazing… but was that due in part to Ranta’s ability to keep one enemy fully occupied?

Indeed, Ranta looked less harried now than he had been in yesterday’s fights. Was that thanks to experience? Ranta had preposterously insisted on fighting that last kobold alone yesterday. Maybe because he had forced himself to go a bit over his head, he figured out the best way to deal with the kobolds for himself.

We won’t know unless we try… Is that what it was?

Facing everything with caution, not reaching for anything beyond their grasp, and having this safety first mentality meant advancement was impossible. Even if they did advance, the pace would be terribly slow. Without anybody to dispute Haruhiro’s leadership, it would be only a painstaking improvement.

Do we need Ranta around after all? Haruhiro wasn’t convinced and maybe he didn’t want to be convinced. But Manato acknowledged Ranta’s necessity, even if he didn’t really like Ranta as a person. So a decision had to be based on more than just personal likes and dislikes? But Ranta never butted heads with Manato the way he did with Haruhiro. When Manato was killed, Ranta, in his own way, had been just as upset as everyone else.

What’s the difference between Manato and me? wondered Haruhiro.

Naturally, there were plenty of differences. In fighting ability and wits, Manato clearly had him beat. But Manato had established a sort of peace with Ranta, while Haruhiro just couldn’t get along with him. What was the difference? Perhaps it was fine just to blame it on ability and wits and leave it at that.

The line appeared, completely unexpected and unintended. That indistinct line of light, glowing hazy and faint, connecting the point of Haruhiro’s dagger to a point on the kobold’s back. It wasn’t straight nor just a simple curve, but more like a winding trail.

Haruhiro knew what to do: Follow the path it provided. He wished that he could see the line every time, but that was just wishful thinking. It appeared less than one in a hundred times, if even that many.

When Haruhiro engaged an enemy, the first thing he did was get in position behind it. Then it was maneuvering to remain at its back while checking every second—or even more frequently—for an opportunity to strike. He had repeated the process more than a thousand times now because he didn’t know of any other way.

He couldn’t fight an enemy face-to-face. Those first fights with the pit rats and mud goblin had instilled deep into him that he didn’t have what it took to win against any enemy fair and square, pound for pound. So even though it was sneaky and underhanded, he attacked from behind where the enemy was least protected.

He admitted he was a little pathetic for using such methods but he didn’t consider it that horrible. Fights were to the death and both sides battled with all earnestness and desperation. Nothing else more desperate, nothing more solemn; because it wasn’t easy nor simple, no method was forbidden…

Or so Manato had once said.

When Haruhiro saw the line, he kept his breathing calm. When it became ragged and unsteady, the line that finally appeared for him would disappear. It would disappear if he tried to bend his knees to crouch, or if he tensed his wrists, elbows, or shoulders. He didn’t even have time to think about letting this chance get away. He had to move immediately—no, that wasn’t quite the right way to put it…

When the line appeared, Haruhiro felt as if his body reacted without him thinking. It would be impossible to land his attack if it didn’t work that way.

It landed this time as well. Haruhiro’s body followed, smooth as butter, and his dagger slid into the kobold’s back without resistance. Perhaps it was inaccurate to say that Haruhiro consciously followed the path the line provided, since he was already en route by the time he noticed.

The kobold made a gurgling noise, then fell to the ground as its final breath left its body.

“Wh—?!” Yume blinked repeatedly, awestruck.

“Yume, onto the next one!” Haruhiro exclaimed.

Yume nodded several times. “Sorry! Yume was just surprised, that’s all!”

“Oom rel eckt vel dash!” Shihoru chanted, casting [SHADOW ECHO]. Voash! The black seaweed-like shadow elemental flew at the elder kobold. It noticed and tried to dodge, but not quickly enough. The spell grazed its right shoulder, and, while the chainmail armor prevented the spell from injuring it, [SHADOW ECHO] didn’t work like fire or electricity. It caused convulsions rather than doing damage.

The elder kobold’s right shoulder began to shake, preventing it from moving for a fraction of a second.

“THANK YOU!” came Mogzo’s [RAGE CLEAVE]. The elder kobold blocked with its sword, but its stance was broken. Mogzo pressed down with his bastard sword, forcing the elder kobold’s weapon to the side, then reversed his swing and rammed his blade into the side of the elder’s head.

The elder kobold made to return the attack, but before it could move Mogzo kicked it onto its behind and then brought his sword straight down, crushing its skull.

“YES!” Haruhiro pumped his fist.

One more worker kobold to go. Ranta was still trying to use [PROPEL LEAP] to retreat and try to draw the kobold back with him, but as expected, the kobold was having none of it. It refused to step forward so Ranta leapt in again, throwing [HATRED’S CUT] at it. Again, the kobold read him like an open book and deftly dodged to the right.

With Ranta effectively sidestepped, the kobold took advantage of its perfect positioning for a counterattack. It swung at Ranta, forcing him to throw himself to the ground with a grunt. The kobold’s attack just barely missed.

“Ranta!” Haruhiro began to run over to help.

“Stay away!” Ranta yelled, up on one knee while deflecting the kobold’s attacks. “I can still do this! I’ll kill this one on my own! I’ll fucking kill it dead and get my Vice!”

“What happened to being flexible?!” Haruhiro countered.

“Two birds, one stone! [PROPEL LEAP]!” Ranta leapt backwards, still down on one knee. “Whoa! It’s a new [PROPEL LEAP]! I just fucking made my own original skill!!!”

“It didn’t look all that different from the old skill…” Yume said coldly.

“Yeah,” Shihoru agreed.

“True.” And Mary as well.

Mogzo forced a dry-sounding laugh.

“Filthy maggoty bastard scum!” Ranta cursed the kobold over and over as he attacked frantically.

Just let him at it, Haruhiro decided. Or at least until he looks like he’s about to get killed.

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hikaslap here. (You’ve finished reading Chapter 6, go to the next page for Chapter 7.) When me and compatriot kuro-pi first updated this chapter, we ran a minor problem–we opened our mailboxes, and instead of Grimgal we got this. But I knew TOM wouldn’t leave his readers without chapter 6. Using dowsing rods and intuition, us and the readers found the chapter successfully and put it back here where it belongs.

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34 thoughts on “Chapter 6 – Taking the Long Way Around

  1. This LN is frustrating.. The party has little to no motivation ( they already made it clear that they were happy hunting goblins to eck out a living) they are not great at fighting but not one of them has stopped and though ” Huh… I’m not good at this, may be I should see if I can become a black smith or something you know? Buy a house, start a family?” Nope just more day to day eating cheap food sleeping in a cheap inn, and complaining about how they suck but not thinking about how they can improve!

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    • I’m not really sure that’s how it is. Remember back in volume one, they were pretty much given a single option or they had to fend for themselves. It was either join the company and receive enough to get started or be left out in the streets without a single coin and try to survive. So they were pretty screwed from the get go, but one would probably figure that the benefits for being an official adventurer outweighed the other crafts, if only slightly, so even if you didn’t have the talent for it, you’d stick with it just so that way you can earn some decent coin. But no one has really thought they couldn’t improve, in fact nearly everyone except Ranta and Mary I believe have mentioned some areas in which they could improve upon and have tried taking those proper steps.

      As for motivation, yeah I can kinda see were you are coming from just because they don’t have clear goal or something that they want to strive for anymore. In the first volume you could tell that their motivation started out as pure survival, which really only becomes more interesting instead of being a plot point when the MCs are becoming more desperate when they aren’t seeing much progress. It wasn’t until Manata died that their motivation took on a physical state, Vengeance. After that though it went back to the beginning once they got their revenge. Here in volume 2 though, I assume that Deathpatch will become the team’s new motivation.

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      • 1: Except they never said or showed that the other crafts were making less the killing and robbing (they are not adventure’s they are bandits, they even said how they were in fact invading to kill the inhabitants and take their stuff)
        2: Crafts inherently are safer then going out and trying to kill things like goblins. So even by default for those not gifted in combat from the get go could learn to day build toys for kids or become merchants or something instead of a thief, warrior, Mage ect. Some one has to sweep the shop and make horse shoes and farmer tools right? I mean even then, a hunter hunting deer would probably make as much money as some one hunting goblins since you can sell deer meat, skin, bones, and antlers as oppose to w/e happens to be in the goblins sack.

        For a LN trying to be more realistic in it’s depiction of the situation it some how takes the human element out when it tries to make us believe these are real people. That’s what humans are famous for, our ability to adapt!

        As for their motivation, how will Deathpatch become motivation? As a challenge for them to try and kill? Ok, but then what? Will this story just repeat with a newer bigger Mob to try and fight? Or will it move on to them trying to figure out who they were and what is exactly going on?

        Another LN I’ve read pointed something out. In an unfamiliar situation like they are in, the first step is to find food, then a place to sleep, once that happens you can work out w/e else you need to.(Immediate needs preset other needs)

        This kind of brings up another point, wtf guilds? What are these people ACTUALLY getting out of guilds? I know that the crimson moon actually gives it’s members benefits like reduced prices and some starting capital, but what about code of conduct, and unity? What is it they are suppose to do? Is it there actual mission to just kill as many demi-humans as they can in the area? The other guilds basically give them jack shit, they teach them skills (for a fee) and give them some starting clothes, but that seems to be it, there is not support or help or anything, It’s ridiculous. Not to mention the whole skill thing is poorly explained. Back in previous chapters the MC said it was wasteful to use a skill “use” in pointless fight, so does that mean skills have a number of use’s? Are they magical or something in nature? The series kinds of makes it seem that they are more then just basic movements and are in fact actual abilities. But then again our Thief MC uses [Stealth Walk] and the party steps where he steps. The LN says this drastically reduced the noise even though they didn’t (note: Not CAN’T, just didn’t) use [Stealth Walk]. Does this mean it’s a semi-magical ability that actually reduces noise in a area, or is he moving in a way that reduces the noise he makes and the party is mimicking his movement and even if they don’t do it perfectly it does help make them quieter? If copying his movements made them quieter, then why don’t they teach each other moves like how to use a sword and such? Even though that may be breaking guild rules (Even though it said that is was frowned upon instead of against guild rules) it could improve their effectiveness tenfold.

        kk, I accidentally wrote a short essay, but basically whats pissing me off about this LN is that I like it A LOT, but the writer is not explaining the rules of their universe clearly and or completely ignoring it’s own rules. Any good novelist and critic can tell you, when you are writing a story you can basically do w/e the fuck you want, but if you want people to actually like your story, then you need to be consistent at the very least, and point out when something is an exception. Ex: Only the thief class can do [Stealth Walk] Because class’s are magical binding things, but Kobolds have the racial ability [Stealth Walk] and can do it no matter what class they are.

        If there is a forum to discuss this LN that would be great if some one could point me to it >.>

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      • you remember that they said at the beginning that they can’t be hired for things like blacksmithing as the transported people aren’t accepted unless they are part of that army? The options for them didn’t include craftworks. It was actually this or what is essentially the slave trade.

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    • What other craft were they supposed to learn? They don’t have memories so they obviously can’t use skills they learnt in their own world. To get a house and marry….LOL. They just manage to earn enoigh money to live in cheap inn eating cheap food and they should get a house? Unless I missed a chapter im quite sure that gold rain doesnt fall there. As for learning crafts…… do you really think its that easy to become a blacksmith or tailor or something? They need to become apprentices first, and they’d need to pay the teacher. And I REALLY doubt someone would pay newbie craftsmen a good amount of money for something they made.
      And they clearly are improving, how else would you explain killing the goblin they couldn’t in the past? Can you really blame them for complaining? They are still young and immature, they don’t have memories or enough money, not particularly talented and have to risk their life to kill just to survive.
      Compared to the MCs in the other novels who adapt to the new world within one chapter of the novel, who get a super power in 3 chapters which leta them defeat an army of A ranked monsters without breaking a sweat, this novel is far more realistic. Of course, the other novels are fun as well, just a different type of fun.

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      • 1: Literally any craft or other job, as you said they are just trying to get by but this does not mean they have to take killing jobs. No matter what era you are in manual labour is still a job that exists.

        2: Marriage or homes was a motivation topic, At this point none of them have any long term goals.

        3: As for learning a craft ya they would have to do that, any I’m pretty sure they would be making about as much as they are now, don’t forget this world has “skills” so instead of paying a thief from the thieves guild to learn sneaking, they would just be paying a blacksmith to teach them, “Hammer” lol

        4: It’s not about them complaining its more of the novel failing to make them human, these people are like this and yet they persist in fighting like it’s the only option when it’s not. Mind you if they did the smart thing then this book wouldn’t exist.
        Hell most movies and games would not last longer then 1 to 30 mins because the Hero did the smart thing.

        4: I agree completely with the whole super powers in 3 chapters.

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    • Keep this in mind….

      They got there, no memories or money….meaning that at most they had 3 days to find a way to sustain themselves. It isn’t very likely that a tailor or a blacksmith is going to accept someone who is known to not have any memory, job experience or any other skill even for cheap. Assuming they did get a job sweeping a shop or whatever, where would they live? The dirt hotel they’re at now for a while was expensive to them and that was half off, I believe it would cost them 18 coppers per day and that’s not including food and clothes. Food, clothes and shelter together probably would’ve been closer to a silver and I doubt they were going to find a job that would’ve given them enough to sustain themselves in the situation they were in.

      Granted you could say that once they earned enough they could possibly leave that lifestyle and pursuit another trade. However, we don’t know a whole lot about this world yet….there could easily be a heavy stigma for those that leave the guard, there may also just be general discrimination from natives to those who come from the tower. We’re only 29 ish chapters in, it’s way too early to be complaining about the series’ lore and world right now, give the author time to elaborate more on the other characters and guilds.

      Haruhiro definitely can’t divulge guild secrets as that’s against his guild’s rules. Yume’s skills are more of being adaptable to the land and she doesn’t seem like the type to teach, and no one else is equipped to fight like Mogzo the warrior. It makes no sense for them to teach each other as again we don’t know how these skills work yet, nor do we know about the other guilds (especially those that use magic like the mages and priest) there may be an initiation ceremony you have to go through for some of them before you become qualified to get certain skills, and if there is that definitely means you can’t learn other guild moves unless you join that guild.

      Overall the series has been pretty consistent in its own logic so far, the only problem is that we haven’t seen a whole lot of the world itself yet. However if the author were to focus on that, people would probably get bored about learning of the world itself while the story isn’t making any progress, I know I would. I think the author’s balancing talking about the world and the story itself rather well, giving us little tidbits of lore while having the story progress. Keep in mind we have to consider characters’ personalities and some who have backstories like Mary did.

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      • Idk if I agree or disagree, but I can concur on the sentiment that we just don’t know enough about the world they are in to make judgment calls of consistency. As I said I rather enjoy the series despite the frustration mostly because I’m the type that likes to learn the rules and abuse loopholes😄 Keep in mind world building is a thing to help us the reader get a point of reference.

        see: http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/WorldBuilding

        now then tet us wait and see.

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    • I mean I see what you’re saying, I want this series to update more….I can’t get enough of the conflict the characters go through with each other, themselves and the world around them. I really love it, this is really the first series I’ve seen where the characters are like this quite honestly. I just wish that we could get more out of the lore because I’m really interested in this series….but unfortunately we have to wait.

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    • Ahhh good ol’ magic A is magic A.Well from stealth walk I assumed at it at least was “manual” seeing as i saw somewhere there was an actual way to walk lessening noise and the fact they copied him means at the very least theres some trick to it they arent getting to fully use stealth walk.Still you have a good point,clarification would be nice.Id give it a little more time to see if they drop an explaination though

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  2. Good chapter, but i hate Haruhiro class, im glad its not a typical sword warrior class but theif (backstab) and other cowardly tactics arent cool you know? Maybe something changes ,ater on but what can a thief become?

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  3. I hate how Haruhiro lets Yume fight 1 on 1 while his being a wuss.F*cking dammnit if you’re a guy than protect her…
    Hate the fact that his a coward and won’t even try to fight 1 on 1. Even being a thief his supposed to be able to fight on his own (make you’r way the opponent’s back on you’r own using martial arts or something).
    Honestly Haruhiro is the least cool and capable MC ever.

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