《Game Cheater Reincarnated》1: First fight, do or die? or do it even if you die!
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Hiro here. I am in this kind of situation and still thinking about irrelevant things. People die here and there, and I am still deep in my thoughts. Maybe because I am invincible at the moment, all thanks to 'TGM'-sama(toggle god mode). I jumped and arrived exactly between two armies, one defending and one attacking. The moment I stopped still floating above grass, one arrow went through my back and priced the ground in front of me. And as I turn 'TCL'(toggle collisions) off I land, then heard the sound of two more arrows bouncing off my back.
I shout at the top of my lungs,
"Will this siege end up with looting this castle?"
Laughter broke out from all sides.
"We will kill all of them! Even if they run from the castle leaving all the women and gold behind", said the attackers.
And some heavy armored knight looking like a leader shouted,
"Die but Do bring me the head of that fool, 5 gold to the winner"
Before anyone started moving, I reactivated 'TCL' and ran through ranks of attackers until I was behind the deployed army, and slashed at the back of the soldier that was the last in the ranks. This time I did hurt him bad, it looked like his hand was going to fall off, there was blood everywhere. At least that is what it felt like.
I turned off 'TCL' mid slash, so the battleaxe just kind of absorbed the flesh that it was displacing. At that moment I felt cold and started to shiver like crazy. I could barely hold the axe. I felt sick, I almost puked, but there was nothing in my stomach. This was truly a terrifying experience. Speaking of experience, two-handed weapon proficiency leveled up to level 2, and my level went up to level 3 from that single kill.
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As I was in stupor from the first manslaughter in my life, I remembered being a witness to rabbit, sheep, or cow slaughter in my preschool age at my grandparents' farm, My eyebrow didn't even twitch. I only thought about how tasty that meat would be on a plate. I felt the difference between the death of a human and animal firsthand.
As I was covered in blood and stupefied, I saw something flying right into the middle of my right eye ball. It got deflected from my eye when it hit as expected, but the sense of an object that was about to pierce your eye can really lift the effect of stupor. As my brain popped back to reality, I saw a wall of shields. Thanks to difference in time perception 'SGTM'(set game time multiplier) that I set up before, I changed 'speedmult' and 'WeaponSpeedMult' actor values so that I could control my accelerated actions.
I was able to react to the really strong-looking soldier in the light armor jumping over the shield wall in the attempt to land his whole weight with his battleaxe on my skull. But failed miserably, receiving my axes pointy end to his stomach. I just pointed the upper half of the blade to his left side, and he impaled himself. This time I was not only showered with blood, but also the contents of his bowls. I was actually willing to puke something out just to wash this horrifying smell out of my nostrils.
This time I was not stupefied by the killing and gruesome sight this time, but mortified by smell. However, this horrifying experience increased my level by 3, and two-handed weapon proficiency by 2. I activated Barbarian perk, but I didn't expect that amount of damage from 20% boost. As I was pretty much forced to activate 'TCL' to free that battleaxe, the bloody mess that was covering my body fell right through me, as the body of a soldier was about to fall where I was standing. I took couple of steps back to distance myself from the smelly corpse. As I touched the ground, I noticed that this time they were not as eager to advance as before. So this was a perfect opportunity to attack.
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