＜Infinite Dendrogram＞

□ ■ [High-Level Pilot] Hugo Receps

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"Hugo, do you know what a personality test is by category?

About a month ago in real time now.

Having just joined the clan, that's what I was asked by the clan owner.

At this time, the clan was already the largest in drife, luxurious in both budget talent and active in the war.

The desire to join did not cut off, and the number of constituents was approaching a thousand.

I was a Rookie less than a month after I started < Infinite Dendrogram > and was only one of the < masters > who subscribed at the same time.

On the other hand, however, the owners were blindfolded by some things in real life. It was also in the form of an invitation by the owner to the clan to come in.

Because of such circumstances, even < Infinite Dendrogram > often engages in conversations with owners in this way.

"Based on your sense of speech, is it close to a personality diagnosis by blood type?

Though I answered that, frankly, I do not believe in personality diagnosis by blood type.

Because I myself prefer to care about who I am every day than to say that my personality can be defined to some extent by the blood type I was born with.

Your personality should be determined by what you want.

Think of it as one of those things that won't change either in real life or here.

"Blood type? I hate it when the grounds are weak. I knew if I was going to personalize myself, I'd have to look at my brain, not my blood. Ma, that's it."

The clan owner took the whiteboard out of the item box.

I will also hold the marker and write something down on the whiteboard.

He's a commentary lover, so he always carries it with him.

I am also a conspiracy lover at the same time, so there is also a reason to use it in explaining the plan I came up with.

I wouldn't have a problem if that conspiracy was just a joke......

This person often makes plans that are laughable but only tragic for the victim.

Though I have myself bitter about it...... I didn't have myself to be stopped.

... Let's get back to it.

The owner drew a people-shaped representation of < master > on the whiteboard and listed the category < embrio > next to it.

"In the 0th form of an egg, you observe the behavior, personality, and various other personalities, and then it becomes the first form, right? So paradoxically, I think you can tell the character of the Master in TYPE."

I see.

It is more likely to be diagnosed in blood type than in itself because it is attributed to the personal of the.

"It was popular about a year ago in real time, wasn't it? I tried to wrap it up myself, too. However, there were many irregular stories that could not be identified above the Advanced Embrio. Like“ My Embrio. "I would also like to have a one-of-a-kind TYPE. In the end, the only thing that could be verified with a certain degree of certainty was one of four of the five basic categories."

The categories listed by the owner said Arms, Gardner, Castle, Territory, + α.

"Owner. Although there are no Chariots in the basic category"

"Uh, chariots. I didn't know for sure, did I, that? That's why I'm not in."

That's too bad.

Although it was one of those categories I particularly wanted to know about.

"Well, I'll be brief.

Arms is a lot of courageous people, people who aren't afraid to get hurt. Pig rush, idiot, mistress, bloodthirsty. There are many ways to say it, though.

Gardner is the other way around, I wonder if he's a coward, a person afraid to get hurt, a loner, or someone who wants him to protect him.

Doesn't it feel like these two are pretty much what I imagined?

Indeed.

Weapon and escort type. It's a convincing character given its nature.

I'm just wondering if Arms, other than weapons, does the same.

"Castle is introverted, gentle, artisanal, polite, collaborative, around.

The territory is highly dominant, stressful, has its own rules, solitary, lonely wolf.

By the way, my first category was Castle. "

I see.

Some people would have room for objection, wouldn't they?

Especially around the owner named Castle.

"I can't say for sure because some hybrids combine multiple categories. This is the place for basic categories"

"So the owner. What is the category of that + alpha?

"Maiden."

I feel slightly blind to the words.

"TYPE; Maiden. Rare categories that occur rarely. There are two characteristics as a category. Must always be a hybrid that combines one other category. And that the basic form is human. That it's not a gardner of man-made monsters, it's a human being itself."

That trait, I know it too.

"Maiden is only the name when the human form is female, and when it's male, it's different again... because I hardly see you there."

"So, owner... what's Maiden's < master > character?

"That you don't think of this world as a game - that life in this world weighs the same as it does in real life."

I breathed in the words.

"Well, I don't know about your answer to my reasoning - you"

To that word...... what an answer I had.

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Finally, the leader of the bandits who marched out of the inside of the fort named him [the fighter] Goz.

[Fighter], one of the top positions in the [Fighter] system.

It should have been a job specializing in fleshbullet combat.

And the fact that there is a job seems to be in the realm of subhuman beings, although it looks like a bummer.

It also makes sense.

"You did it, you. Pretty little kids are wiped out."

"He's not angry or sad for it, though?

"'Cause now you can eat all the dead meat you want with your kids. Bye."

... this man.

"Amy, the child's meat is not good either. I don't even want to eat bitter adult meat once in a while. You know what? Adults have more bitterness in flavor than bad guys. Uh-huh?

"Hate and I'm a vegetarian"

"Heh! That keeps me healthy a lot. After all, he's only immortal and his body is sturdy."

Do you realize I'm the master?

"I thought you were moving. I was watching you from the fort. Moving too well. At a glance."

"Huh. Then you should have come out before your men were wiped out."

"Well, if you do, I'll save you a lot of trouble."

"... what?

"Actually, I was already planning on paying off here. Just me and the other head. I plan on going somewhere else. Yo. Then my men and kids get in the way, so yo. I was going to kill them all and eat them, yo."

The leader of the Bandits is throwing away Ajito and his men?

Why would they do that... what?

"Why would you do that?

"I don't teach. And for no reason or not, if that's what the Mays guy said, I'm just gonna follow. Sa."

There's a lead on the other head, and this man's hands and feet, huh?

... a little reminds me of someone somewhere.

"All my men have to do is eat because of you killing them. The rest are with the kids in the basement... the kids my men brought in extra."

Goz's gaze was on the carriage behind [Marshall II]...... he was directed at the children in it.

"I won't let you."

I operate [Marshall II] and set up [Battle Knife] and [Hand Cannon].

"Haha, I guess. But..."

Goz drops the center of gravity of his body,

"You can't beat me with such a worn out crap!!"

The fort, along with the fury of shaking even the earth, pisses off his shoulders and storms this way.

A special attack where neither technology nor anything happened.

I slap [the battle knife] to shake it off.

[Hand Cannon] 's explosive shells don't go through. If you want to do it, you can't do effective damage unless it's an objective penetrating bullet.

That's what I thought, and made the attack with a [battle knife] that beats with physical attack power around the area.

The target is the carotid artery, the site of fatal injury.

But the consequences.

"Works kaaahhhhhhh!!"

[Battle knife] was broken on the skin covering the carotid artery (...), not the corners or nails.

……

Shortly afterwards, the Goz giant crashed into [Marshall II] and even rocked hard inside the cockpit.

"BUMOOOOOOOOO!!"

In weight, [Marshall II] should have been several times.

But Goz's power overrides even that weight difference.

After pushing [Marshall II] in for more than ten meters, he grabbed the torso and threw it away.

After a moment of floating, [Marshall II] was slapped to the ground.

"Ga, ha.................."

I never hit my body fixed with a harness on the equipment, but the impact causes air to fall out of my lungs.

I try to get my breathing done in a hurry, but there's no air coming in my lungs.

Moving the lever to rebuild your posture doesn't work either.

Was it [Marshall II] or me that broke?

"Yu-Go"

"Huh, ha... I missaw. You cowhead, you're strong. Top of the list of senior positions… a level where you can target super positions as long as the conditions are right…"

[Superfighter], the most fighter-lineage super position, won't come true because that Figaro is in office.

Still, I have no doubt that Goz is strong.

Even senior positions in possession of will be slaughtered.

To be clear, even if [Marshall II] is full, the winner is thin.

[Marshall II] 's fighting power is subdragon class.

I can perform 140% on my "Piloting" LV7, but that still doesn't extend to that guy.

"Yu-Go"

"Oh, I hear you, Cuco."

"Sukiru, grab it?

…………

Should I or should I not use it?

My fighting power is inferior to Goz.

It's extra now that I'm full of creation.

[Marshall II] and I can't beat that cannibal strong.

But with skills, the results are different if you use Embrio.

To the strong cannibals, that's why (...) you can definitely beat them.

However, the use of Embrio's skills goes as far as "planning” ….

"Harrah, you're down."

Hearing that voice, I see Goz over [Marshall II] 's cracked camera eye.

Goz was turning his back on this one when he said he was in the middle of a fight. Or maybe some of him is settled already.

Goz is identifying the bodies of his men who fell to the ground.

That's how I stripped the armor off the body, took off my clothes, - and ate it up on its flesh.

"Ugh, uh-huh. Medium good finish da. That's my boy."

Saying so, he flattens his men's bodies satisfactorily.

…………

While nauseating at that sight, I check the condition of [Marshall II] from the touch of the equipment window and lever.

The armor is 70% detached and the remaining armor is also seriously damaged.

My left arm doesn't work completely. His right arm is also in dull motion.

Feet, still moving.

Armed... If you look, [hand cannon] was falling off every left wrist. [Battle Knife] is damaged.

[Marshall II] no longer has a hitter.

"The choice that remains..."

Use your skills or leave here without using them.

Skills cannot be used for “planning”.

You can't take a death penalty here for tomorrow's “plan”.

Then do we run away here......

Even on the run, there's still Ray.

In a moment, he might take down that Goz, too.

So even if I leave like this......

"After dinner, dessert."

So Goz took something out of the bag he lowered to his hips.

――――

The moment I saw it, my thoughts, for a moment, blank.

What Goz took out was a large object of the ball.

With an expression of fear that opened his eyes, he rocks his blood-coated hair...... the girl's neck.

Goz threw it into his mouth as if he were going to eat it even popcorn.

The ghost fangs lining the oral cavity easily chewed the girl's head off.

"Yeah man, I knew the meat from the kid who scared me to death (...) was the best. I don't know what to do."

That said, Goz heads to the carriage.

It was clear what the purpose was.

Now, when I understand the work that was done in front of me and the evil that he's going to do.

My head was pulling like a lie until then.

Instead, it was pure - anger - that occupied my heart.

"Yu-Go"

"Cuco"

'- Use skills?

"- You'll understand, you will."

I got [Marshall II] up on the brink of great destruction.

"Goz."

To my words, Goz looks back.

"Ah? You don't have to sleep, do you, Master?

You don't have to be asleep?

Right, I was asleep.

I've fallen asleep before.

I can't use my skills because I have a "plan”.

Avoid death penalties for the "plan” and get away with it.

Ridiculous. Then it's not me.

I believe that the figure I (...) imposed on myself, "Hugo Receps," is not supposed to be like that.

So I declare my (...) wrath.

"Let me declare - I will not forgive you"

To my proclamation, Goz laughs.

"Ha ha. Alive in the play, I guess. Some of them came here before, but Yo, they didn't even mean it after all. You guys don't die in this world, so you don't really live in this world, do you?

"Ruri. The starting point for us all is play. But some hear what is in this world, the voice of those who live. Some mourn over the mourning of the dead. From there… some dictate who they are."

Therefore, let's stipulate.

I, Rose Thorn.

It would be good if it were a thorn of roses that stabbed and pierced the evil man who scattered a beautiful hua and a noble life.

That's Hugo Receps.

My (...) desired, my (...) role.

"Know. You're going to hell now for killing people with your own hands."

In accordance with the prescribed role, Hugo Receps declares to the Bad Guy Goz.

"-" My hell will destroy you "

I'll make you pay for your sins.

"If it's something you can do. Ah, try it. Wow!

A fiercely exalted Goz strikes again at my words.

Next time you get attacked, [Marshall II] will be completely destroyed and I inside will die, too.

But the end of it will not come.

"Cuco"

In response to my voice, Cuco stepped down on [Marshall II] 's shoulder.

"Seal Disguise... Disarm"

Over the camera eye, I saw Goz give me a stunned look.

That must be it, he must be seeing it now.

Cuco suddenly appeared.

Because from the back of its left hand, the crest that proves to be (...) disappears.

Yes, Cuco is not.

The name Cuco does not exist.

Cuco said, no, who is she...

- Coming up, Coquitos.

"No, sir. -" Yes. "

When Cuco - Cocutos converts his whole body into white and pale particles, pouring into [Marshall II], fusing... transforming his appearance.

A flash of snowstorm swirls around the perimeter and disappears after a white-out.

In the center of it, I changed my outfit [Marshall II], but me and her are standing.

[Marshall II] is wrapped in fresh armor like clear white ice all over his body.

Both arms and head carry a blade of ethereal ice mimicking a cross.

Even the internal structure was further enhanced than when its output was complete by filled magic.

Beauty as if it had anthropomorphized the ice church.

This is my Embrio.

TYPE: Maiden with Chariots - What Coquitos looks like.

"GOOOOOOOOO!!"

Even with the sight in front of him, Goz did not stop the progression.

Correct.

Without alarm, without fear, and purely as a warrior, Goz was super first-rate.

Goz was a really strong man.

But it's over now.

At a time when I was determined to use the power of Coquitos, there was no winning eye for Goz, a strong cannibal.

I'm ready.

To invite sinners in, the gates of hell open now.

"- The omnem who relinquite, (spem,) throw away any (vos) desire (qui)"

I activated my skills by twisting a sentence written at the entrance to hell.

La Porte (de) Gate (l 'enfer)

- Shortly after, Goz was desperate.

To be continued