ShangriLa Frontier ~ Shitty Games Hunter Challenges Godly Game ~

「Then I wonder if those guys feel the same way about us as we feel about them? Seeing that we are likely to get crushed by them in the nearby future as well……」

Just like that, the third day of the war has come. And the first thing that we saw when we teleported ourselves from the hijacked Hexagonal Palace right into Deerhorn’s main base of operations, “Queen’s Throne” ship, was the sight of a thick laser emitted from its sides, reminiscent of the first move that those guys performed on the very first day, hitting the Hexagonal Palace directly and without as much of a single thought spared for that action. …… And what we saw once we turned around, was the sight of the security androids of the Queen Throne, including human NPCs, approaching us with only what could be described as malicious intentions glowing in their eyes…… Is this what we could call Wabi-Sabi here? Because I think that there is a whole other name for that concept, but that’s kind of beside the point for now.

「Not even half a day managed to pass, and they are already disposing of it just like that!?」

「And just take a look at the hole they managed to punch out in that central unit! Talk about a clean hit!」

「Whoa, whoa, whoa! This momentum is really crazy! Like, really crazy! And guys! Don’t you think that we need to look for an escape route, and we need to do it fast!?」

「Oh fuck, you’re right! And holy shit, look at those human NPCs! They are all so well-equipped that it shouldn’t be allowed!」

「…… Python! Map Data! On the double!」

「Yeah, about that…… I’m afraid that I only have bad news to share with you all, but would you like to hear them nonetheless? It seems that this ship is the type that separates each block as its own unit, and each unit is divided by teleportation gates. What’s more, the teleportation process seems to be completely randomized, so I have no idea where we are going to land and what’s going to await us there!」

Yeah, this is pretty much as bad of a news as they can be! But still, we cannot possibly fight in here, it’s impossible! God fucking damn it, Machogamine, you asshole! Come back here and tank for us! I cannot help it but to think that things would have been vastly different if he was here, but oh well…… Since he was no longer here, the only thing that answered me was a dead silence. Gaah! I guess that we have no other choice but to jump right in and hope for the best!

「Go! Go! Go! We have to get out of here before Rhino collapses! It will be all over then!」

「No, umm…… No to rain on your parade, but judging from the looks of it, it seems that he is already about to collapse!」

THEN HURRY THE FUCK UP!!!!!!

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「Wolfgang’s Guild Group Chat」

Pencil Warrior: So? When do you intend to go back, Sanraku-kun?

Sanraku: I don’t know. What’s it to you? What are you planning that it has to involve me?

Mold: At this rate I am not even going to ask how you managed to arrive at that particular conclusion, and I am just going to roll with it for now……

Pencil Warrior; Oh, you know, nothing much…… Just knocking the King’s head off of his shoulders and such…… See? Nothing all that great.

Sanraku: that’s pretty serious business! Deadly serious, I would say! Are you really trying to pull off some of that fucking Demon Lord business again!? Same thing, but in a different setting!?

Pencil Warrior: No, no, no, no, no! It’s nothing like the last time! I can promise you that. Because you see, this time around I do not predict that some asshole is going to sneak up behind my back and blow me up while I am not looking.

Mold: Blowing up……? From the back……? What the……?

Pencil Warrior: You don’t have to worry about it, Mold, my dear. It is only a memory of a distant past, something that is bound not to return ever again.

Sanraku: Yeah, it was a pretty traumatic experience for the both sides. And besides, that is what history is for: to never repeat the mistakes that you once happened to make. Lest you want to make trauma a stackable affliction.

Pencil Warrior: Oh, and by the way, I have managed to get the most of my previous followers roped into this business. They seem to be more than eager enough to see it come through.

Sanraku: Previous followers, you say……

Sanraku: Huh? Wait, are you being serious with me right now?

Pencil Warrior: You know what, Sanraku-kun? You have always been someone who seemed to be resistant to any flow of information about one game when you are busy playing another game, did you notice?

Pencil Warrior: And just to let you know, even I am getting pretty excited for whatever it is that is going to spring up from this whole situation!

Mold: No way! Is this going to be some sort of a Thirdrema Resistence Event or something similar to that!?

Pencil Warrior: Arthur Pencilgton, Special Advisor of Thirdrema. This has a pretty neat ring to it, wouldn’t you agree? I, myself, am really proud of coming up with this title.

Sanraku: Alright! That does it! Off to the decapitation stand with you! Right this way!

Pencil Warrior: Oh yes! Just the way I like it! Judicial persecution! I wouldn’t want to have it any other way!

Sanraku: Oh yeah, I can see that some things never change. What was once rotten to the core will always stay rotten, no matter what incarnation it is, or how much time have passed.

Pencil Warrior: I am the law, and that’s just how things should be! Others should just learn to give up and accept that fact as reality!

Mold: Whoa, this conversation is flowing forward so fast that I don’t even know what is going on here anymore.

Sanraku: I don’t really want to say that you should get used to it, but the truth is…… Yeah, you should just really get used to it. It will be a whole much better this way.

Pencil Warrior: By the way, I’ve been meaning to ask, but what happened to Rust-chan? She’s awfully silent, isn’t she?

Mold: We are currently going through the Leviathan. And apparently she thinks that if she rains hard enough, she can become some kind of a space jockey. Is it going to happen? Unlikely. But let her try, I say.

Sanraku: I don’t really understand where did that come from, but I’m not even going to ask. It’s better for my mental sanity that way.

Pencil Warrior: You know what they say, Sanraku-kun. One picture is worth more than a thousand words.

Katsu: They are talking about a training in order to defeat the Wandering Blue Pandemic.

Sanraku: Ah. That. Well, I am going to be away for a few more days, because there is currently an event in which I am actively participating.

Pencil Warrior: Wait a minute. What did you say just now?

Mold: What the hell is the Wandering Blue Pandemic? Sounds like the name of some sort of a Raid Monster if you were to ask me.

Katsu; Or something that your daughter would want to introduce to her Papa on one day. You know, one of those awkward future son-in-law meets future father-in-law kind of event?

Sanraku: Ahh, could it be that the fact that you are not Unique at all finally started to get to you? Are you about to go over to the Dark Side? …… Just what kind of vile atrocity you are going to commit in order to become unique?

Pencil Warrior: And thus marks the end of a man who could not become Unique and went mad because of it…… Pitiful! How truly and utterly pitiful, I say!

Pencil Warrior: No, wait, seriously now! This is some really breaking news, guys! Uwah, will need to make some adjustments to the plan, asap!

Katsu: Want to hear about the possible rewards?

Sanraku: Nah, I’ll pass, Besides, one shot is more than enough for this horsie to be done with you, so why even bother in the first place?

Katsu: ………………………

Pencilgton: Alright! It’s time for some good old fashioned interrogation! Better resign yourself to your fate while you still can!