nashuaworldcup Chapter 23 Murder
Chapter 23 Murder
As Roy got into the bus, Shizuka Marikawa floored the accelerator, and the bus slammed through the zombies, heading out of the school. The streets, cleared by Roy, had very few zombies left, and the journey was virtually unimpeded.
But the people on the bus weren't in a very good mood.
As Roy boarded, the bus fell into a deathly silence. The girls looked terrified, huddled in the corner, their bodies trembling slightly, not daring to look at Roy at all.
The blond-haired guy who had been shouting earlier didn't dare to utter a single word, drawing contempt from the crowd.
After killing hundreds of zombies, Roy inevitably became covered in their blood, looking like a blood-soaked figure, the strong stench of blood sending chills down one's spine.
Only a very few people could remain unafraid of having such a monstrous and ferocious being by their side.
Saeko Busujima was one of them. She looked at Roy's medieval clothing with a thoughtful expression on her face.
What is your name?
"Roy."
Saeko Busujima and Roy were talking.
At that moment, a bespectacled, impeccably dressed man with effeminate features walked over, interrupting them, and said excitedly, "Such impressive swordsmanship! Are you a student at some kendo dojo?"
On the other side, Miyamoto Rei coldly watched this scene.
Roy's gaze swept across the entire carriage, dividing it into two camps: the team consisting of Takashi Komuro, Saeko Busujima, and others, and the group of teachers and students led by Koichi Fujito.
Facing the incessant chatter of Fujiwara Koichi, Roy merely glanced at him and said in a cold tone, "You're very good at understanding human psychology."
Upon entering the instance world, his words are automatically translated into the local language, and he can understand the other party's language. Roy had already discovered this in the previous world of Titans, so communication was not a problem.
Koichi Fujito wore an innocent expression.
But this little trick couldn't fool Roy. In his previous life, as a financial worker, dealing with others was commonplace for him, and his social skills were top-notch.
Despite everyone's fearful expressions, she walked over without any disgust, making an immediate impression by praising the other person to gain their favor and express goodwill, before deliberately inquiring about their background.
Even though you can clearly see his superhuman physique and swordsmanship, calling him a kendo dojo student would make any normal person feel uncomfortable, prompting them to retort, and then the conversation could continue on that topic.
If Roy didn't know this person's background, he would have subconsciously raised the other person's favorability rating to 10%.
Realizing that the boy in front of him was not easily fooled, Fujito Koichi lowered his head slightly, his glasses reflecting the light. "In this chaotic world, there must be a strong leader to lead everyone to survive."
"Become our leader!"
Koichi Fujito bowed his head to Roy with a very standard Japanese bow, bending his body at a ninety-degree angle.
Koichi Fujito, who had his head down, did not see that Roy's expression was growing colder and colder. He was still showing off his cleverness, thinking that by pretending to be harmless, he could use Roy's strength to seek benefits in this chaotic world.
"I don't have time to waste on your nonsense."
Roy swung his Murakami sword, the sharp light flashing as it sliced across Koichi Fujito's neck, blood splattering onto the car window, still steaming.
Clang!
A round head fell to the ground. Fujito Hiroichi's eyes widened, and he could not believe until his death that a fourteen or fifteen-year-old boy could kill so easily.
Roy remained expressionless. What a joke! He had lived in the DanMachi world for over a decade, and had probably seen more dead people than living people every year!
Monsters that escaped from the dungeon a thousand years ago, thieves from all directions, adventurers with wicked intentions, strange gods, and the black dragon, a symbol of the end times...
A friend who was laughing and joking yesterday may become a cold, lifeless corpse today.
He had absolutely no psychological barriers to killing!
"Aa ...
Roy's actions were undoubtedly a strong stimulus to these sheltered students, and the students in the carriage erupted in a high-decibel scream.
Even Komuro Takashi and the others who had advocated bringing Roy into the car changed their expressions and looked at Roy warily.
The girls' shrill screams nearly ruptured Roy's eardrums. His face remained expressionless as he coldly replied, "If you keep making noise, I'll kill you all!"
The carriage immediately fell silent.
Everyone's eyes were filled with fear; they knew that this boy was truly daring and capable of doing it!
"Does America have a military base in this city?" Roy asked, which was his real purpose.
Killing zombies one by one is too inefficient; it would take at least three or four days to complete the dungeon quest, and we would miss what was happening in Orario.
He's going to use heavy weapons to wipe out the zombies in one fell swoop!
No one answered in the carriage, and just as Roy was about to lose his patience, Saeko Busujima stepped forward and said, "Yes."
"Take me there!"
Roy spoke with an undeniable tone, saying that a map or words could not fool him.
"Okay, but only me. You can't hurt anyone else!" Saeko Busujima said.
"Senior!"
Komuro and the others looked worried and pained; Saeko Busujima's actions were to protect them.
Roy agreed; he wasn't some kind of psychopathic killer.
Shizuka Marikawa parked the bus in front of a convenience store, and Roy and Saeko Busujima jumped off.
Saeko Busujima bid farewell to everyone with her eyes.
Roy casually killed two zombies, went into a convenience store to find something to eat, tore open a package, and swallowed a piece of bread that hadn't expired to replenish his energy. "You should eat something too. We'll be traveling for several hours from here."
Saeko Busujima did not refuse; she had only drunk a little water since the zombies appeared at the school.
After the two had eaten and drunk their fill, they found a truck at the street corner. The driver had turned into a zombie, and the car key was in the ignition. Roy sat in the driver's seat. The driver's seat in Japanese cars is on the right, which made him a little uncomfortable, but at this time, there were no cars available. You might complain about how dilapidated it is, but I would too.
Roy started the car and headed towards the military base, following Saeko Busujima's directions.
After a long silence, Saeko Busujima spoke first, "Do you know the truth about this disaster?"
Saeko Busujima looked surprised. The boy's extraordinary strength, medieval clothing, and the long sword he was holding made her feel that he was unusual.
"I don't know, maybe it's air or water pollution," Roy said casually. With modern firearms, it's impossible for zombies to cause large-scale chaos if they infect their own kind by biting others.
If those major powers are really pushed to the brink, a single nuclear strike could raze a city to the ground.
Only viruses that spread through the air or water have the potential to cause global chaos.
He wasn't interested in those things; he was only there to hunt zombies and collect dungeon rewards.
As for the extra mission "Saving the World," Roy didn't even glance at it. Did he not know his own limitations? A single grenade could seriously injure him!