Chapter 47
Chapter 47
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Translator: penny
Chapter: 47
Chapter Title: Rift Troubles
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Elves have superior physical conditions.
Strength and speed beyond what their slender bodies should allow, plus eternally flawless appearances.
Armion, the elves' queen, went without saying.
"Kahaha!"
Tudududu.
Armion fired at the blazing magical beasts with a heavy machine gun mounted on one arm.
No need to even aim.
She had an endless supply of ammo—it wouldn't run out no matter how much she shot.
"Your Majesty!"
"It, it's dangerous!"
The elders rushed up from behind to stop her.
Taking unproven items from Judak out to the battlefield?
"P, please calm down!"
If the queen got hurt or killed, it was their heads.
The grandfather- and grandmother-aged elders clung to her, but Armion didn't budge.
"Let go of it!"
"Your Majesty, please!"
"Eeeek, let go!"
"Urk!"
She paused pulling the trigger just a bit and shook off the elders effortlessly with one hand.
The difference in strength between the meat-shunning elders and the young, meat-loving queen was like night and day.
"Haha!"
- Kieeek!
- Grrruk...
The magical beasts tried dodging every which way, but it was pointless flailing.
The heavy machine gun spat fire into the darkness, its bullets piercing the beasts at speeds too fast to follow with the eye.
The ground glowing red in the dark, and that bizarre monster spewing flames far off in the distance.
"Th, the magical beasts are fleeing!"
Even beasts from outside were terrified by this hellscape worse than the outside world and bolted.
Only then did the heavy machine gun stop spitting fire, venting heat fiercely from its body.
"Ahh... this is what living feels like..."
Sweating from the heat, Armion gazed at the heavy machine gun with a proud, flushed expression.
How could even the way it vented heat look so cool?
"Eliana! More ammo!"
"Ammo...? Oh, you mean the great magic catalysts?"
"Yes, hurry!"
She wanted to sweep away at least one more before they all fled.
Urging Eliana on, Armion whipped her head around when minutes passed with no ammo coming.
Eliana showed her a gallery post with an apologetic look.
FullElf: Judak, can you give more ammo?
Judak*: This is the last batch, can't give more ㅈㅅㅈㅅ
In short, a post saying they'd repelled the invasion, so no more handouts.
"...Huh?"
Armion's beaming smile froze solid.
Did that mean no more heavy machine gun from now on?
Back to boring queen duties and reading books in the library...?
"No!"
"Your Majesty!"
Armion fainted dead away.
*
The crisis at Elad had thankfully passed.
The gallery was once again plastered not with magical beast invasions, but with all sorts of random posts.
I tossed the empty snack bag into the rift and was browsing for new posts.
[Title: Ugh, why don't I have a rift?]
(Frog icon sobbing while aiming a bow at the sky)
Everyone else has a rift at home, but fuck me, I don't, so I have to dispose of trash myself.
Too lazy to go to the plaza rift, and it's embarrassing.
Can't you make one appear in my house corner?
An unexpected gripe post.
"Huh, now that you mention it."
In my case, there was a rift inside the bunker.
It had been there since the warehouse days and stuck around even after turning into a bunker.
I'd even placed my bed right by it on purpose.
No need to go far—eat in bed and chuck it straight into the rift.
I'd assumed everyone in the gallery did the same.
- I don't have one either fuck
- Houses with rifts are blessed fr
- Why throw it away? Just live with it lol
- House prices skyrocketing lololol
- Pet lava = top-tier house option
The issue was houses without rifts.
There was one at the plaza, but trekking there with trash was a hassle.
Walking around with filth drew stares, and spilling it? Total disaster.
- I just toss it out the window lol
ㄴ Fr that's the way
ㄴ What about passersby?
ㄴ Dodge it, it's from my house
ㄴ ???
So most just chucked it out windows.
And the methods varied wildly.
- Our maids come every dawn to haul the shit bucket out the window lol
- We toss whenever it fills up
- The city's hired laborers will clean it up~
"No different from old medieval times."
Even fights broke out over this in the gallery daily.
[Title: Fuck, you guys judge who fucked up]
(Frog icon flipping off with a twisted face)
Got in a beef, guy's insisting it's not his fault, so absurd I had to post.
Big family, big trash output, we collect in buckets and dump at dawn?
'When no one's around'
'And yell 'shit incoming' before tossing'
Out the window.
But fuck, the guy covered in shit knocks and starts cursing?
I apologized fine, but he demands compensation, pissing me off so bad ㅅㅂ
Who's at fault?
[!Poll]
1. Fuck it's you retard /20%
2. Guy who didn't see it coming's fault lol /80%
- Fuck it's my fault?
ㄴ OP lol shitman incoming
ㄴ Lmao should've watched out
ㄴ Who stares at the ground walking streets?
ㄴ Yell louder next time lol
- Fucking gross, no rift at home?
ㄴ Fr no rift? Lmao
ㄴ Can tell how you live lol
ㄴ OP You paying for my rift house? Deal
Roughly one in ten houses had a rift.
City stench was no longer ignorable.
- Fuck gonna die from the smell
- Countryside's better at least fr
- City = shithole
- Nobles have insane stomachs...
"What's that smell?"
It even affected me.
Foul waste odor seeping into the bunker.
Cheap bunker, cheap ventilation couldn't fully block medieval shit stink.
"Didn't think of this issue."
I'd helped build safe zones when Kellearton Kingdom was founded.
But not that it'd backfire like this.
Living aboveground, smell wouldn't trap, head spun a bit.
But there's always a way.
Whirr.
"Lamp!"
The holy sword hanging from the ceiling appeared before me like it'd been waiting.
Glowing bright, full of confidence.
"You have a solution."
Whirr whirr.
The holy sword beamed 'trust me' and pointed outside the door.
Then mimed slashing at thin air.
"Oh, so... intimidate people into using rifts for trash?"
Whirr.
Nod like 'exactly.'
I tied the holy sword tighter to the ceiling with scabbard and rope.
This holy sword?
"Really no other way?"
But then the dwarves' famed sword, shoved in a corner by the holy sword, approached.
It spun into the vent duct, and cool air started circulating!
"Knew you had it in you!"
Stuck sidelined watching holy sword, but pulled your weight.
"Medieval shit smell? Piss off."
Famed sword's god-mode invincible.
But not every house had a famed sword.
Gallery users without rifts or famed swords suffered naturally.
- Gimme a rift too!!
- Get rift, jack up house price...
- Fr I check house daily for rifts.
Like lottery in modern world, they desperately wished for house rifts here.
But fatal flaw here.
Even piercing 1/10 odds for a rift wasn't pure win.
[Informative Post: Rift Go Brrrr!!!!]
(House crumbling meme)
(Rift boldly in the rubble meme)
Look and fuck off
[Recommendations 9999+] [Disrecommendations 1]
- Lmaooooooo
- Fuck lol
- Wtf is this lololol
- Fuck hilarious from morning you bastard lolololol
- What situation?
ㄴ Yeah why just rubble pics?
ㄴ OP House pillar got rift, lost support, all collapsed fuck fuck fuck
ㄴ Dwarves pros at building no?
ㄴ Fr seems intentional?
ㄴ Kkhuhuhuhuh
ㄴ OP Fuuuuck
Corner or basement rift? Lucky break.
But structural?
Or rift on you while sleeping?
[Title: ?????]
(Heavy noise, unrecognizable image)
(All-black screen image)
?????
Woke up, where tf am I?
- Ah...
- This is...
- Looks like inside a rift;
ㄴ OP Fuck what do?
ㄴ What do x How do o
Straight backrooms.
But I still didn't take it seriously then.
"Medieval hygiene's all like that."
In a world where people die or beasts invade daily, hygiene secondary.
Lying in bed, picking food from shop for delivery as usual.
Then the ignored issue blew up.
[Title: Fuck!!! Beast Spawned!!!]
(Sludge flesh screaming meme)
- What just a beast
- First time seeing, doesn't look tough?
- Wait lol Judak Market items visible?
ㄴ Allow attack, get tetanus lol
- OP newbie?
ㄴ Fr can't kill that?
ㄴ OP (Kellearton capital background image)
ㄴ OP Fuck this is the capital
ㄴ ?????
A magical beast appeared right in the middle of the capital street.