Chapter 35: Debra (2)

[A message from the Administrator has arrived.]

-Well, let's hear it for now.

“...!”

Her face lit up with excitement.

"You said you are from an SF world, right?"

[A message from the Administrator has arrived.]

-That's right.

"So what happened was...."

She continued to explain her situation.

Thinking she had already shown every shameful(?) aspect of herself, there was nothing to hide or feel embarrassed about.

"...At any rate, that's the situation."

The messages that had been coming in constantly suddenly stopped. She felt uneasy.

Is there nothing even the Oradge can do?

She tried her best to hide her disappointment.

Didn't she have low expectations anyway? She would have been happy to get some information about the Debran race or advice on Magitek.

Honestly, even if the Oradge's abilities were amazing, what big help could be received through the community?

The 'Dimensional Store' didn't seem to sell advanced weapons or anything high-tech. Of course, the technology involved in the production might be excellent, but in the end, the products were mostly general household goods and food. Furthermore, items she wanted to occasionally research would be so damaged during disassembly that they were unrecognizable.

Of course, her VIP Grade was only 4 now, and she had heard that the Oradge was preparing a high-end store separately, but...

Was there any need to even see it? Wasn’t it obvious what it would be like?

Moreover, with the Oradge not responding in this situation, she felt even more uneasy.

What is going on? Why the sudden silence? Does he know something about that race? If so, why is he hesitating? Does that mean they’re that dangerous?

The Integrated Dimensional Community contained various worlds and there were many similar worlds. An interesting point was that several races commonly appeared across different worlds.

For example, orcs, elves, dwarves, and dragons.

So, in the Oradge's SF world, could there have been a race called Debra?

Whirrr- Rumblee-

To soothe her uneasy mind, she brought out the massage chair.

"I know you can hear me! I'm ready, so just tell me!"

She seemed to want to put on a solemn expression, but she couldn't stop her face from relaxing due to the massage chair.

"Why! Why aren't you answering?!"

Ding-

[A message from the Administrator has arrived.]

-Huh? I went to eat LOL

"What?!"

No way. He's saying he went to eat while talking about something this important?!

"E-Eek!"

Her face turned red.

I-I was being so sincere, though!

But did she have any other choice? She was in a subordinate position, after all

In the end, she had to explain everything again from the beginning. Though her voice was sulky, she did not slack in her explanation.

"...So that's what happened. If you know anything about the Debran race, please tell me. I am prepared to hear it."

[A message from the Administrator has arrived.]

-Debra? What's that? hehe

“....”

She explained a few more times, wondering what kind of nonsense he was up to.

[A message from the Administrator has arrived.]

-Magitek and aliens? How interesting hehe

"I guess there's nothing even you can do... right?"

[A message from the Administrator has arrived.]

-Really? Can you say, 'I-I am...a third-rate who has been defeated by Sir Massage ChairrrRRRRRR!' too? LMAOOO

"Wha, wha!! T-That's not what I meant!!"

Her face flushed red. As expected, the Oradge was never serious. Her cheeks puffed out in frustration.

[A message from the Administrator has arrived.]

-LOL

What is wrong with him?

I'm being so serious here.

But strangely, she felt relieved rather than angry like before. Was it because the Oradge treated it as if it was nothing much?

However, the Oradge continued his harsh words.

[A message from the Administrator has arrived.]

-Head in the clouds, fr LOL

"Pardon? What does that mean?"

Head... in the clouds?

[A message from the Administrator has arrived.]

-I mean, don't you think that’s the case? Do you think the Debrans or Cobrans or whatever will let you be, just because you don’t go against that punk? Isn't it common sense to draw your sword first when you meet them?

Usually, that's... not what common sense is, right?

[A message from the Administrator has arrived.]

-Well, I guess any pretext can be made up. But inherently, the point is whether you're stronger or I'm stronger. And if you want to go more in-depth, it’s a matter of who gets more damage.

That... seems a bit extreme, though....

"...It's regarding the fate of the continent. Such actions could hasten the invasion."

[A message from the Administrator has arrived.]

-Are you sure that attitude is good enough?

"Pardon?"

[A message from the Administrator has arrived.]

-If you're going to fight anyway, you might as well eradicate them LMAO

She shuddered slightly. The Oradge's message almost seemed to smell of blood.

"That, that...."

Wasn’t that too reckless?

And it was way too out of line.

That was what she thought.

[A message from the Administrator has arrived.]

-Showing you're batshit insane is usually a great negotiation tactic.

There were many illogical and strange parts in his claims, but... how should she put it?

A strange sense of satisfaction, as if he scratched an itch, cascaded over her

Was it perhaps the conviction or confidence in the Oradge's tone?

Though baseless, she felt a rising sense of elation that following his words would surely lead to success.

[A message from the Administrator has arrived.]

-Well then! First!

"F-First?!"

[A message from the Administrator has arrived.]

-Let's buy this. I'll give you this special deal, just for you.

"Pardon?"

[A message from the Administrator has arrived.]

-Ah, what are you doing, just sitting there? It's a great opportunity to buy it for only 70 million points!

But... 70 million points is my entire fortune?

Finally, the following message was displayed to everyone using the community.

Congrat) ‘Magic Is Just For Support’ successfully purchased the 'Oradge's Mercy Package for the Third-Rate' from the Dimensional Store. /genesisforsaken