I Became a 6★ Gacha Character

There was no drastic change in our daily routine.

I focused on controlling my strength to avoid accidentally killing the Horned Wolves and understanding the reflective damage.

Meanwhile, Grace and Han Se-ah practiced dealing damage from behind me.

As discussed at the Lucky Scoundrel, we farmed Horned Wolves until both Grace and Han Se-ah could equip intermediate adventurer gear.

Judging by the chat and forum, some of the players following in Han Se-ah's footsteps had only just found a vanguard to block the wolves for them.

Clearly, Han Se-ah was half a step ahead. I wasn't well-versed in the game system, but I wondered if levels and skill proficiency would rapidly increase for her as well.

"Today as well?"

"Yes, today too."

"Should we try going to the temple?"

"What difference will going there make? The priests will come out on their own. How about looking for your old party members from the upper floors instead?"

The issue was that recruitment progress had paused during this period.

Since our party could hunt Horned Wolves without any problems, there was no point in trying out beginner adventurers.

We would gladly take a priest if one came from the temple, but none were appearing.

If it were up to me, I would have immediately taken Han Se-ah and sprinted to the top of the tower.

It would be great if I could gather everyone from the 43rd floor instead of relying on Grace to climb. However, I had learned over the past decade that haste always ruined everything.

"If that were the case, I would have taken Hanna to the 43rd floor. She needs more experience."

"Is Hanna's potential that high?"

"I believe she'll be the one to open the door to the 50th floor."

"My goodness. To think that lazy Roland would mention the 50th floor, she must be quite an extraordinary mage."

So, my task was to complete these quests regularly.

I needed to add two more members, but that wouldn't happen just because I was in a hurry. I had to choose carefully, considering the performance difference shown by the presence or absence of stars and whether the person was a gacha character or not.

To be honest, if the NPCs made it up to the 43rd floor, it would be unimaginable for the tower to end at the 50th floor.

Considering it's a game, wouldn't there instead be a major event on the 50th floor and the 100th floor would serve as the ending?

While we were having our usual morning conversation, contemplating such matters, a notification sound interrupted us.

[Han Se-ah's stream has started!]

[Han Se-ah_Tutorial Over! The real game starts now!]

...What's starting now?

Han Se-ah had a talent for giving straightforward titles to her streams.

Once she learned her skills, she titled it Homework Review, and after meeting Grace, she labeled it 3 pretty ranger sister. She chose these titles so that viewers could get a general idea just by reading them.

That's why I couldn't understand what game was starting.

After all, she had to hunt Horned Wolves today, just like yesterday. The schedule was no different, so I couldn't grasp what tutorial had ended and what game had begun.

Anyway, since the stream had started, the guild's door would open soon, and Han Se-ah and Grace would enter.

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With that in mind, I leaned on the table, and suddenly, the door swung open.

Hey, receptionist!

If you're injured, you should go to the temple, not the guild.

However, the person who entered was not Han Se-ah or Grace; it was a bloodied middle-aged man.

Judging by his worn-out gear, he seemed to be a novice adventurer who had taken a quest to gather herbs on the lower floors.

His bleeding arm indicated that he had been overambitious and was attacked by a Horned Wolf.

A man at the neighboring table, clearly annoyed by the morning disturbance, grumbled.

If they attended to every situation like this, they would have novice adventurers begging for help because they couldn't afford to visit the temple.

That's not the issue right now! There was a Horned Wolf!

What are you talking about?

In the Artisan District! I was delivering herbs there, and I encountered a Horned Wolf!

Has this guy taken some sort of drug?

Um... If an adventurer makes false reports to the guild, it could cause problems with receiving requests."

Despite the mocking remarks from the intermediate adventurer and Ellis's concerned advice, the novice adventurer raised his voice, feeling wronged. Due to blood loss, his words were jumbled and incoherent, but we could make out the general meaning.

He wandered through the intricate alleys of the Artisan District, searching for the alchemist's workshop where he received a request.

Suddenly, a Horned Wolf leaped out from a pile of junk in the narrow alley and attacked him. Unable to jump away due to the bundle of herbs he was holding, his arm had been pierced, and he had fled to the guild.

"I thought we cleared out those drug dealers last time."

The intermediate adventurer clicked his tongue disapprovingly, as if the injured novice had taken drugs.

However, I couldn't dismiss the man's words like Ellis and the intermediate adventurer did. After all, Han Se-ah's stream title mentioned "the real game."

...Would climbing a tower in a game be enjoyable without anything else? Or would it be more exciting if main scenario events unfolded as you ascended?

If there are status screens, inventories, and quest windows organizing accepted requests, wouldn't the game have prepared main scenario events?

"You mentioned the artisan district?"

"Yes, yes! I swear it's true! My lantern doesn't even record the 10th floor!"

And the most telling sign was that Han Se-ah hadn't arrived.

Even after Ellis bandaged the wound, there was still no sign of Han Se-ah and Grace. There was ample time to hear the novice adventurer's story and wrap the bandage, more than enough time for them to come from the inn to the guild.

-What triggered this?

-Why is there a field boss in the village, lol

-This is exciting!

-Can you hunt wolves without Roland-sensei?

-But if you die, the stream will be forced to stop. Please survive.

Checking the chat, my suspicions quickly turned into certainty. It seemed Han Se-ah had encountered a Horned Wolf near the inn while on her way to the guild. Without even taking a moment to grab the warhammer leaning against the table, I kicked open the guild door and rushed out.

As I stepped forward, the magic I had honed for 10 years enveloped me. Although I was a tank-type character without teleportation magic, my formidable stats and accumulated mana surpassed that of any average skill.

"What are you doing, Roland?!" Ellis's scream echoed behind me as I propelled myself forward, the sound of the wind splitting filling my ears and my vision expanding. The road shatters beneath my first step, and my second step leaves a mark on the familiar roof of the inn.

From the road to the roof, from the roof to the open air

"Flyyyyyyy!"

I shout as I exert my power, releasing the breath I had been holding in my chest. The adventurers hurrying towards the tower and the bustling citizens all turn their attention towards me, surprise evident on their faces.

As I leap high and survey the surroundings, I spot large furry figures lurking in a few alleys. But now, my task isn't to confront the Horned Wolf alone. It's time to rally other adventurers.

"Monsters, emerging within the city!"

Gravity pulls my body down, leaving yet another mark on the already battered roof. I apologize, but I can only rely on the forceful application of my magic.

Propelling myself once again towards the inn, an elderly man with cheeks swollen from the sound of wood splintering beneath my feet gazes at me in astonishment and curses.

After shouting and leaping onto two or three more rooftops, the quicker-witted individuals began to move.

While encountering a Horned Wolf would mean certain death for ordinary citizens and novice adventurers, the intermediates have faced such monsters countless times before.

"What the hell is going on?!"

"It's real! Grab your gear!"

"Prevent them from entering the buildings! Join forces with the district guards!"

My voice resounds powerfully, reaching everyone's ears. The sheer force of my energy instills belief in the adventurers, prompting them to take action. They trust that someone capable of wielding magic like this wouldn't spout nonsense.

As the adventurers arm themselves and move, the soldiers responsible for maintaining order on the streets swiftly spring into action. By the time I arrive at the inn, the alarm bell tolls, and groups of armed forces are scouring the alleys in teams of five.

"Hanna! Grace!"

"Ah, Sir Roland?"

Although it was morning, the Lucky Scoundrel inn was far from quiet. Han Se-ah stood at the entrance, her face twisted in horror.

And it was easy to understand why. The area near the entrance resembled a scene straight out of a horror movie, soaked in blood.

"What happened here?"

"A Horned Wolf suddenly appeared, and an adventurer from the inn tried to handle it..."

Han Se-ah subtly gestured with her eyes, and I followed her gaze to see a dead adventurer slumped against the wall. His young face contorted in pain, tears streaking his cheeks, and his blood-covered hands clutched his stomach.

A single longsword lay discarded on the ground near his lifeless body.

An inexperienced adventurer, unaware of the danger posed by a Horned Wolf, must have recklessly rushed in while still recovering from a hangover.

"Are you and Grace injured?"

"No, we're fine."

"The other adventurers in the inn blocked the entrance. Hanna and I attacked, as it tried to get inside."

As I listened to Han Se-ah and Grace's account, the guards arrived and removed the body, carrying the young adventurer away on a stretcher. Judging by the grumbling voices, it seemed that more than a dozen people had already fallen victim to the beast.

Han Se-ah, looking a little pale, muttered softly.

"I thought this was an adult game because of the romantic encounters with NPCs... but they show it so explicitly. Even with the mosaic, it's a bit..."

"Hanna, are you alright? Do you want to rest today?"

"Um, don't worry about me, sis. I'll be fine."

Grace, who hailed from a farming village and worked as a hunter, was accustomed to the sight of gore and corpses.

However, Han Se-ah was not. Witnessing Han Se-ah's pallid complexion, Grace attempted to guide her gently back into the inn, but Han Se-ah shrugged off her hand and approached me.

"Um, Sir Roland? I tried to detect and track the...uh, magic of the Horned Wolf."

Her eyes moved subtly, fixating on the same spot in the air next to my chest as when discussing quests.

She must be reading a quest window.

"Lead the way."

"I think we need to go over there... Yes!"

She's really not good at lying.

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