Chapter 483: 60th Floor Battle Royale 3
There were so many things I wanted to say and argue about.
Like how even though the holy sword ignored defense and resistance, being a tank by nature meant I lacked additional damage skills, so my DPS against bosses was starting to fall off.
Or how I wished I could use these "fragments" they mentioned to gain even a fraction of Roland's genius swordsmanship.
Or questioning what kind of boss monster would take defense-piercing damage, then cowardly flee into their fortress and lock the door - what kind of character design was that?
As a gamer experiencing meta changes firsthand, I wanted to discuss it, but Han Se-ah still firmly believed I was an NPC. So I had to keep these thoughts bottled up inside...
'What now...?'
Seeing the knights approaching proudly with their magnificent banners held high in the distance, the words that rose to my throat dropped back into my stomach from sheer absurdity.
It was like being furious about Manager Kim's lecture at work, then encountering a naked madman urinating on the main street while heading home. Would you still care about what Manager Kim said when there's a lunatic right in front of you?
When something too ridiculous happens, previous concerns become trivial in comparison. Why would a noble's carriage come to a boss monster's fortress, rather than the base camp at the gate?