Chapter 84

Chapter 84

...What do you mean by that?

The middle-aged Caucasian asked me with a puzzled expression.

Isnt it a good thing that theres plenty of food? Feeding the people behind us was a major concern.

...Its not that simple.

Baron Jorge mentioned earlier that they too need to survive here for just five days. Us for five days, these people for five days.

Naturally, as humans, we need to eat, sleep, and relieve ourselves, so requiring food is obvious. And since the food issue seems to have been resolved so easily, one might think theres reason to be joyful at first glance.

What did the message say again?

...Survive for five days.

Its not like the tutorial or the second floor where we had to retrieve something specific. Nor is it like the third floor where we had to overcome a straightforward challenge placed right before us. We just need to stay alive.

Thinking about it the other way, it implies that the environment on the fourth floor might hinder our survival.

The cold winter. The isolated castle. It would be a challenge to obtain food, though melting snow for water could be manageable. Thus, I had hoped that surviving itself would be the challenge.

Players vary in skill level, but all possess physical abilities beyond those of ordinary people.

Furthermore, since theres a castle, there would likely be paths, vegetation, and something edible. If superhumans went hunting, they would at least not fail entirely.

In the very worst case, we could melt snow for water and eat the winter clothes to barely survive five days by sheer grit.

But no. Theres plenty of food, and even extra winter clothes provided. This means theres no risk of starving to death.

...It might have been better if food had been scarce.

That means... our survival could be threatened in ways other than starvation.

We need to gather the players. We cant just sit idly by.

Monsters could swarm from outside the castle. Or there might be monsters living in the castles basement.

...Or perhaps, not all people are actually people. What if, out of 100 players we thought were present, only 50 were real and the rest were monsters? Or if all the otherworldly beings turned out to be monsters?

The message didnt specify anything beyond surviving, so the possibilities are endless.

Lets split up for now. Gather everyone you see, and lets meet in front of the castle in an hour. Do you agree?

...Yes, lets do that.

Alright.

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Whatever the situation may be, it was clear that action needed to be taken.

That was my thought.

**

Following my suggestion, the other players dispersed throughout the castle.

...

Watching quietly, Baron Jorge cautiously began to speak.

You folks...

Yes?

Are you perhaps from Rifton? Or Alarac? Your accent is unfamiliar. From your demeanor, you seem like you might have been mercenaries...

...I apologize for the delayed explanation, but were likely from different worlds. The only commonality is that we must survive here for five days.

I briefly explained that we were from Earth and had suddenly been brought here by an entity claiming to be a god, who had thrust this tower upon us.

...My goodness.

Baron Jorge stroked his lush beard, emitting a sigh.

So, in your world...

As he was about to explain something, his expression suddenly went blank for about 10 seconds before returning to normal.

...Why dont you answer?

The person speaking suddenly losing their expression and then asking why there was no response was a phenomenon Id seen countless times on the internet. Its the towers information restriction.

...No matter. For now, shall we arrange the people behind us?

It hasnt been two months since the first tutorial began, and we are already on the fourth floor. Those without a certain level of ambition and sense wouldnt have made it this far.

Moreover, the message we saw made it clear that survival was the goal. The seriousness of the situation has made people rational, and the players naturally agreed with my opinion.

However, knowing something might happen doesnt significantly change our situation.

So, what do you think we should do?

The question came from the man with the surly expression who had earlier asked why we were meeting outside.

Youve listed possibilities, but it seems like youre not certain of any.

...

He was right.

Im only in my first iteration and dont know what will happen next.

Whether something comes from outside the castle, emerges from within, or if the castle itself is a trap, nothing could be said with certainty.

If I had gone through a regression, I might claim This is the evidence! and spout nonsense, but thats not an option.

...For now, we have no choice but to explore all possible scenarios. We cant afford to exclude any possibilities when survival is at stake.

Well have to repair the castle walls to some extent, prepare barricades, and set up watches. At the same time, we need to comb through the castle for anything that might be of use. We have to do both.

Weve herded the otherworldly residents to the second floor. Lets search the basement as thoroughly as possible. Check the walls, floors, everything meticulously. If nothing turns up, well move to the first floor.

There was a reason behind directing Baron Jorge to the second floor. If there were monsters or a hidden piece, it was more likely to be found in the basement, I surmised.

Speaking of which, otherworldly residents? Whats with those people?

This time, the question was asked by a woman with a pronounced chin.

...So...

I recalled seeing people within a black hemisphere. Like us, they seemed to have been dragged from another world to this place and would return to their original world after surviving five days. I explained that we had temporarily formed something akin to an alliance.

The womans chin jutted out even more in dissatisfaction.

...Do we really have to stick with these otherworldly beings? I mean, come on.

She raised her voice, seeking affirmation from those around her.

Its a sudden survival mission. Even the man speaking now says hes not sure whats going to happen, right? What if these people suddenly turn into demons? Okay, lets not go that far. We are the players, the superhumans, and this is the fourth floor of a tower that tries to kill such superhumans. Does it seem like a floor where we have the luxury to take care of hundreds of useless people? Is it worth the trouble? It seems hard enough for us to survive on our own.

...

A few people nodded cautiously after hearing her words.

Although her tone was somewhat rude, she wasnt wrong. The difficulty level of the fourth floor was a complete unknown, and it didnt seem feasible to carry along hundreds of non-combatants.

From my perspective, sticking together was the right thing to do. Not just because we should help people, but also because there might be a bonus reward for saving them.

But I couldnt convince her with that logic. Saying, Ill be regressing, so sacrifice yourselves this round for me, would also be bizarre.

...

What to do? Should I start dancing with my sword? The aura emanating from the woman wasnt very strong, so if I lightly threatened her, my Awe trait might activate immediately.

Lost in thought and considering all possibilities,

There will be no need for that.

A deep male voice cut through the howling wind, clear and resonating. The accent of the automatically translated voice was both antique and unfamiliar, capturing everyones attention.

Ive heard everything. I understand your concerns. But its alright.

Thumb. Thumb.

The man who seemed unfazed by the players aura naturally walked towards me.

The slight smile on his lips could only be described as noble.

I, along with my subjects, will prove to be of certain help to you all.

There was only one man on the fourth floor who could say such a thing.

I, Baron Jorge, guarantee it.

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