Chapter 61: Continuous Unexpected Events

[Day 72: Little Shua died, and there’s no resurrection… Unbelievable, but it’s true. We’ve slain giant dragons and vanquished demons; we thought in this world, where those so-called gods no longer exist, that nothing could truly threaten us. I never considered death, such an ethereal concept, but…

Am I… really wrong?

Why is this happening…

This shouldn’t be a simple and carefree world for us to romp around in, should it? Aren’t we the Chosen Ones, the darlings of the world? Why is this enemy… the beings from the Illusion Realm, so powerful?

No, no, no… I should have known; Miss Tiyelu warned us from the start.

It was my complacency from being invincible for so long that led me astray; we should have retreated before Cheese Mofuman fell into a coma from overexertion, before everyone’s equipment durability turned red.

We were all wrong, too greedy, too arrogant. This world isn’t our playground; true danger and real strength won’t give you a second chance.

We charged too far, and perhaps there’s no chance to go back. ]

“Ah…”

The notes end here, this is the last record inside.

Miss Vilyric studied this book for a long time, confirming that there were no extra layers or hidden content, before reluctantly putting it into her backpack.

From the content of the notes, it seems these players who crossed over formed a group for some purpose to head to a place called the “Illusion Realm,” but unfortunately met with failure.

Could it be they were completely wiped out over there?

No, that shouldn’t be the case. While it’s noted that some players died in the Illusion Realm, at least one person must have escaped, or else this notebook wouldn’t exist here.

Illusion Realm… that familiar name; Miss Tiyelu mentioned it too. Why did these players have to go there? What exactly is in there?

And why did those players, who should also be from “Illusion World,” arrive earlier? Since someone escaped, where are they now?

It seems I don’t understand enough about this world; many things… might not be as simple as they appear.

There’s one thing in these notes that Miss Vilyric strongly agrees with, and that is never to become complacent just because there seems to be no powerful enemies temporarily. Given Xi Fu Lin’s situation, true gods can indeed harm her, let alone that unknown terrifying entity that caused the fall of all gods.

Moreover, if the contents of the notes are true…

Players probably cannot respawn indefinitely in this world like in the games, which means you only get one life.

Of course, since resurrection magic has been proven effective through tests, as a priestess, Miss Vilyric isn’t particularly worried.

When that player named Little Shua died, the team’s priest was likely already in a coma due to excessive consumption, perhaps that’s why…

But, it’s just speculation based on the notes; until she sees that scene with her own eyes or gets further information, it’s better not to jump to conclusions.

“Haah… Tiyelu, Mountains of Ten Thousand Demons…”

The black-haired girl took a deep breath to calm her somewhat restless heart.

Anyway, this is quite a valuable unexpected surprise; who would have thought such a thing would be hidden in the underground chamber of a seemingly ordinary slum girl.

The secret of the crossovers; this is related to the true reason Miss Vilyric came to this world. In her view, it’s even more important than the ongoing disputes between the United Kingdom and magical beasts.

The timing is perfect; after resolving this matter, she should go find Tiyelu for clarification.

After searching the basement for a while longer, confirming there was nothing else worth noting, the priestess took her pet and went back up the stairs.

In the slum, there were hardly any people using magic lamps, and even candles were used sparingly. At night, it felt exceptionally quiet, even though Aileen’s little house had its wooden door ajar without a bolt, no one came in to investigate.

Funny, everyone is poor, there’s nothing to steal, it’s a different kind of night without bolted doors.

After rearranging the furnishings to prevent anyone from accidentally triggering traps and entering the underground chamber, Miss Vilyric and her companion entered through the tunnel once more, arriving at the stone house of the underground black market.

No one.

Neither Aileen, Bangs, nor the contact person they previously mentioned, nor the unknown individual who broke into Aileen’s house with a sword were here. The room was empty, the furniture untouched since daytime, and there were no signs of a struggle.

“Didn’t encounter them? Or did they simply not come back here at all?”

This girl Aileen certainly isn’t as simple as she claims. If Bangs weren’t acting with her, it would mean that something significant must have happened to Aileen during their year-long separation.

This could explain why someone would specifically come to break into Aileen’s house.

However, it seems various coincidences combined caused some unexpected changes in events.

“Master, there are people fighting outside.”

“?”

The Little Dragon Daughter’s warning made Miss Vilyric instinctively look toward the main door, but she didn’t actually hear anything. Without using sp, Xiao Guang, as a warrior and dragon clan member, clearly has a much higher sense of perception than the priestess.

She quickly realized.

“Are you talking about the inside of the black market?”

“Yep.”

Oh dear… seems like trouble’s brewing.

A normal brawl wouldn’t draw the attention of the Giant Dragon; since she mentioned it, it must mean an impressive battle is underway.

“Let’s go take a quick look.”

In the underground black market, illuminated by magic lamps and flames, there is no distinct difference between day and night; the scene on the road was just like before. It wasn’t until they stood on the same platform they were on when they came here with Bangs that Miss Vilyric noticed the change.

In the southern district of the underground black market, managed by the Ghost Thieves, several areas were ablaze, flames shooting up to the sky, while two groups were engaged in fierce combat.

Though the distance was a bit far, she could make out the general situation.

One side appeared scattered, looking like a united force formed by vendors and various small poacher groups, while the other side was more surprising.

“…Adventurers?”

Miss Vilyric let out a low, surprised exclamation.

Although their weapons and costumes varied, adventurers have recognizable attire, and the prominent adventurer rank badges on them confirmed their identities as she surveyed from a distance.

Compared to the crowd resisting them, the adventurers’ cooperation was much more seamless. They formed small groups ranging from a few to over a dozen, each with clear roles for vanguards, harassment, long-range strikes, and healers, supporting one another while advancing together.

Despite not having a crushing numerical advantage, they were pushing the poachers back, forcing them to fight while retreating.

Miss Vilyric was somewhat dumbfounded.

Just the adventurers she saw in combat likely numbered over a thousand; where did so many living forces come from?

Hey, can someone explain… just what is going on here?

   

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