I Can See Your Code

I see your code (2)

“Wake up, you asshole!”

Si X, who are you from the morning breeze?

Rubbing my eyes and trying to get up, puck! A blunt impact was felt from the side of the stomach along with the sound.

“What, what?”

“Huh, half-talk? This bastard is still out of his mind… … .”

When I woke up, startled by the sudden shock, I saw a man with a grim look in front of me, staring at me with a frown.

“The pup with 5 days left until the delivery date is still sleeping, don’t you really want to try it tomorrow morning?”

The man was about to kick again, sighed and moved outside.

“The only thing I have is that half-faced look, so please look after me. Whether you sell yourself to the ladies or beg, if you don’t bring the money by the due date, know how to look behind you.”

As I looked at the figure of the man exiting at the end of those words, I had no choice but to mutter blankly.

“… … Si X. what?”

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“It was X.”

A voice that did not match the vulgar tone of voice came out of his mouth. A charismatic low-pitched voice. It’s funny to feel the charisma in a child’s voice.

I looked at the puddle of water on the floor and saw a blonde boy reflected in the puddle.

It looks like it’s been used for a while. Considering that Westerners grow up earlier than Asians, they may be younger. Despite his young appearance, he had a very handsome T-shirt. Would you have been active as an actor in modern times?

“It’s X.”

I decided to stop escaping from reality and try to organize my thoughts on how this happened.

3 days ago. I opened my eyes and woke up to find myself in a game I made.

It’s a narrative that would cause the soup to be worrisome even if it was used in place of beef bone, but what can I do, that’s the reality.

It was also the capital of the empire ‘Layton’ 7 years after the game part 1, ‘The Fall of the Empire’. A city that once prospered, but remained anarchic by the agreement of the three kingdoms. Of course, security is open-ended. When two fight and one dies, the other appears, kills the remaining ones and robs them of their bodies.

“ha… … .”

Three days have passed since I fell into such a city.

It’s a time when you can’t accept reality and just stay in your room blankly.

When I wake up, maybe it’s my room? Could this be just a bad dream? I persisted with that thought. But when I woke up, I could see the ceiling with a hole in it, and in my dream I could only see myself stabbed to death by a robber.

It wasn’t until three days later that I admitted that I couldn’t get out of here. Once we accepted the situation, it was easy to plan.

have to be strong

I don’t know what’s going on with this, but unless I pretend to be crazy and commit suicide to find out, there’s only one option. once you get stronger

Weakness is a sinful world.

No matter what you do, getting stronger is the number one priority. I’ve never wielded a sword, but there was a point where I believed.

That letter floating in front of me.

[FD-1-001]

FD was an abbreviation for Food. The next number 1 means meat. The code for the first food jerky among them.

It was obviously the code I set up.

Food and gold in the pocket. Looking at them, these letters came to mind.

That wasn’t the only thing.

‘Console window.’

[Enter the command.]

[Current Points: 5,000]

Console window available only in Administrator mode.

I haven’t used it yet because I have no way of knowing how to get that guy’s points, but I think anything is possible if I go.

Code eyes, command window for administrators.

Besides, I don’t remember most of the main events in the game.

A game maker and a late player at the same time.

‘It’s worth a try.’

After thinking about it, I got up.

Considering Layton’s security situation, the most urgent thing right now is weapons. Get weapons, get stronger, and gather information.

A world where both magic and gods exist.

There must be a hint to return to Earth somewhere.

After I made up my mind and went out, I could see the back alley, which I had not seen when I went out three days ago.

Garbage and garbage… … Si X What is that, the bloodstain hasn’t even dried up. Damn medieval land.

I managed to find a weapon shop avoiding the trash and people passing by.

A simple building with no signs or signs.

If there were no sound of knocking of iron inside or the mercenaries standing in front of the guard, I would think it was a simple private house.

headed there.

“Where are you going, kid?”

I was trying to ignore it, but a mercenary who was leaning against the wall and yawning or yawning moved and blocked it.

“Is this the weapon shop?”

“weapon? Pu ha ha! Yeah, well, it’s not a weapon shop. After all, it’s not a place for a lactating kid like you to enter.”

Then he started flirting with the other mercenary who was leaning next to him about what was so funny.

after… … sighed a little. I was ignoring it for fear of this.

“I came here on an errand for the mercenary. I have a sword I left with you, so I ask you to pick it up… … .”

“What? What’s the mercenary’s name?”

“Mr. Hans.”

“Who is that?”

I don’t know, Mr. X. It was just made up.

Wasn’t the mercenaries roughly unified into Hans?

Still, the opponent’s momentum was shattered. I’d like to avoid having an argument with other mercenaries.

“Well, that’s fine. Then you just have to pay the entrance fee.”

“… … Entrance fee?”

“okay. Entrance fee 1 gold.”

What kind of store do you pay to enter? Is it a museum? Besides, 1 gold, 1 gold is the cost of living for a family of 4 per month. A price that is unimaginable for the amount required to enter the store once.

I looked at the two mercenaries, wondering why they had such an argument. Then I saw a code floating above their heads.

[NPC-1-MC-D]

[NPC-1-MC-E]

The first number 1 meant male gender, and MC was an abbreviation for mercenary. The last means the rank as a mercenary.

It’s the first time I’m using it against a human, but the supporting characters without names come out like this. And I can understand roughly why you are arguing so much.

“What grade are you?”

“What? What are you talking about?”

“It’s mercenary-grade.”

“her… … 이거 맹랑한 새끼네, D급인데 뭐?”

“Who’s next to you?”

“… … E-class.”

The mercenary, who was quietly watching from the side, answered.

You’re deliberately arguing to get in shape in front of newcomers. I’ve seen this guy a lot.

As I set it up, most of the E-class mercenaries in this period are mercenaries without mothers and daughters, and D-classes are guinea pigs without fathers and mothers. Anyway, it’s mostly bullshit.

Just bastards with knives. In such a subject, it was even worse to think that they had genuinely healthy jobs.

“It’s no different… … Uncle Hans is a C-class mercenary, so won’t he be angry if I go home late?”

“That’s your case.”

“It doesn’t matter if I get angry… … I’m sure you’ll be asking why I’m late, but I’m afraid that even the uncles will be in trouble. He has the same temperament.”

“What?”

Up to D-grade, they’re just assholes, but from C-grade, they’re at a level where they can confidently declare themselves as mercenaries.

D-class mercenaries can only go up if they gain experience.

It is said that after a few years of doing nothing after registering as a mercenary, it automatically becomes a D-grade.

On the other hand, grade C is given only to those who have passed the guild’s test, so to speak, those who have guaranteed their skills in the guild.

In other words, there is only one grade difference, but there is a difference between a real swordsman and just a local gangster.

Even if you don’t believe what I say, a bastard who takes form by harassing a little boy probably doesn’t have the courage to check it out.

Sure enough, the guy got away with a bit of an insect bite.

“… … It’s a sword, kid.”

“yes.”

Seeing that expression, I felt proud inside, and as soon as I entered, I became depressed.

Have you entered the dungeon now? It’s terribly tough to get into the forge once.

If you’re going to put the seed X, put it in an adult body, or let it start with a baby from an aristocratic family. I can cry well, too.

As I entered with a useless thought, I saw a display case with various items and an old man sitting at the counter repairing something.

“I came to buy some swords.”

“There are no mercenaries who have left their swords here.”

The old man said with a puzzled expression. The old man has bright ears.

“You lied because you didn’t let me in. Why did you hire them?”

“Hey, is there anyone better? At least if you let them stand up, the vigilantes don’t attack you like they’re paying for your protection.”

“… … .”

vigilante corps. It was a force created by digging through the gaps in the city without security. The title of correcting the collapse of the city was good, but in fact, it is a group of thugs who do nothing and rip off merchants.

Read at readwn.com

Mercenaries are bastards, vigilantes are thugs.

To say that we have to hire a gangster to stop thugs, is this really a city where people live?

Then said the old man, who was frowned.

“So, is your black one going to use it?”

“yes.”

“What are you going to use it for?”

“I’m going to hunt monsters.”

“Arthur, little boy.”

The old man looked at me with the eyes of an immature child.

“I don’t know where I heard the rumor, but it is true that during the war, strong monsters were slain and only the weak remained. But there are a lot of numbers.”

The old man caught his breath and continued.

“Weak monsters don’t make money, so even mercenaries avoid them. However, there is no king or nobility to go to subjugation. Ha, now that I think about it, the nobles must have been helpful too.”

The old man clicked his tongue.

Isn’t that a perfect beginner’s hunting ground?

I thought it would be like that in the setting, but I was a little worried that it would change. Anyway, it’s real now.

“Thanks for your concern, but I also have plans.”

“What’s the plan… … .”

The old man went into the warehouse without saying any more and came out with a sword.

“There is a sword large enough for you to use as well. It was used by a level 6 knight, but the size is ambiguous, so no one will buy it anyway, so I’ll give it to you for 1 gold.”

“A level 6 knight?”

According to what I have set, there are only ranks 1 through 5 for knights. The lower the number, the higher the rank, and the higher the number, the lower the rank. So, there was no way that a level 6 knight could exist.

It would be a big deal if the settings were changed by any chance. You may have changed other settings as well. My expression became serious, and the old man spoke calmly.

“It sounds like it was written by the seed. Wouldn’t it feel better for you to say that it was written by a level 6 knight than by a servant?”

“… … Thank you so much for your consideration.”

Anyway, 1 gold is definitely a cheap price. A sword that can be used in the game is at least 5 gold.

[SW-2-C]

Looking at the code there was no problem.

short sword. C grade.

It’s cheap even considering it’s used.

Apparently, this time, it seemed that younger age came back to the advantage.

“I know. One gold here.”

“The sheath is separate.”

“… … .”

This Mr. X.

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