Simultaneous Transmigration: A Fateful Traveler's Journey Begins in Mystery

"I didn't expect the world to be so cooperative. Okay, I'll be nicer to the world."

Just then.

"Hey! You over there."

"If you don't want to suffer, hand over all your valuables."

At the other end of the alley, three people blocked Morion's way.

They were three thugs: a big guy, a tall, skinny guy with a punk hairstyle, and a short guy with a mushroom haircut.

Around the age of twenty, his inherently despicable nature was fully revealed on his face.

"What a third-rate villain look..." Morion was speechless at their appearance.

Although it wasn't his own memory, to him, the "villains" he had always dealt with were real people, Mr. Z, and so on. He even shamelessly claimed that he had confronted God on Sunday.

Seeing this kind of thing that practically screams "I'm a thug" on its face is surprisingly novel.

Even the gangs in Tingen are more professional than them.

I looked around.

The surrounding area is a closed-off, old alleyway that is very dirty and chaotic.

It seems he has unknowingly approached the slums.

Looking at the three people in front of him again, Moraine felt a sense of familiarity with this lineup.

Oh, these are the first batch of "villains" that Natsuki Subaru encountered after he was transported to another world.

He even killed Subaru Natsuki once.

They can be considered as having left their information on the "Subaru Ranking".

congratulations.

So, it seems that her overall strength is slightly stronger than that of the "Witch Cult Archbishop of Greed" who was defeated by Subaru Natsuki in a speedrun.

When Morion ignored them, the three men started cursing and swearing.

Morion ignored them, letting the three men approach him while cursing.

Looking at the three people who were almost pressed against him, Moraine raised his hand and touched the mask on the side of his face.

Shouldn't these three be heading to kick Subaru Natsuki? Why are they here instead?

Seeing that Morion remained unmoved in front of him, the tall, thin thug reached behind his back and immediately pulled out two daggers.

"Scared out of your wits? Hand over all your valuables right now!" He pointed a dagger at Morion's face.

"That's right, that's right," the short, mushroom-headed guy chimed in, scratching his neck.

He felt a slight itch on his neck, like he had been bitten by a mosquito.

But there's no need to worry about it.

In these sparsely cleaned alleyways, it's perfectly normal to have a lot of mosquitoes.

The three appeared to be angry because Moraine had ignored their actions.

At this moment, he was shouting that he would not only steal all of Morion's money, but also beat Morion to the ground and make him bark like a dog.

"What awful lines! Even now, those lines would be considered terrible." Morion picked at his ear.

“However, to avoid you calling Reinhard here, let’s start by eating the vocal cords and tongue,” Morion suddenly said, making no sense.

"What...ah!"

The smallest of the mushroom-headed boys had just opened his mouth with a smile, about to say something, when suddenly he opened his mouth wide, seemingly letting out a scream.

However, the people present heard nothing but loud breathing sounds.

A large number of insects poured out of his mouth, and his original tongue had been completely gnawed away.

"A...a magical beast?!"

The other two thugs were immediately terrified by the scene and tried to run out of the alley.

Before they could run two steps, they collapsed to the ground, their bodies sprawling like a thick garment, as if insects had gnawed away all the bones in their bodies.

Morion gently touched his hair, not bothering to look at the miserable state of the three men.

"It just so happens that the birth of children requires nourishment, and constantly feeding them with my own flesh and blood is becoming too much for me..."

Soon, the commotion in the alley subsided.

Tapping.

Footsteps sounded again.

Morion looked back and saw another person run into the alley.

"Wow, it's so lively here?" he said.

It was a black-haired boy wearing sportswear.

From their clothing to their appearance, they seemed completely out of place in this medieval world.

That's Subaru Natsuki.

He was the "culprit" who caused Morion to work for free for three days.

"Huh? It's someone I've never seen before." Natsuki Subaru ran into the alley, looking very puzzled.

Chapter 133 Micro-Sprites

Natsuki Subaru never expected to meet a stranger here.

I haven't seen him in the previous few cycles of death and reincarnation.

This made him unable to resist asking the question out loud.

“Indeed, this is my first time meeting you too.” Morion nodded slightly in response to Subaru Natsuki’s question.

"Eh!" Upon hearing the voice that resounded directly in his heart, Natsuki Subaru immediately became surprised.

“Another person with magical powers!” he shouted, pointing at Morion.

That's a bit too loud and boisterous...

Morion could tell at a glance that Subaru Natsuki was currently in an unparalleled state of excitement.

It's probably because he recently died, which has caused emotional instability.

Morion guessed.

That is indeed the case.

Natsuki Subaru, who had recently been stabbed to death by thugs, was both terrified and excited, his emotions on the verge of exploding.

Upon hearing Subaru Natsuki's question, Morion nodded slightly.

"right."

"This is so cool! Ah! I'm the one who transmigrated, why don't I have any cheat codes?!"

Subaru Natsuki began speaking in a language that the local natives couldn't understand at all.

Moraine looked at him with a strange expression.

Although I know he is indeed a problem child, this is a bit of an overreaction.

Natsuki Subaru did not doubt that Morion was also a time traveler.

Because at this moment, Morion had already changed into a wizard's robe and put on a pointed wizard's hat.

These were all passionate creations by the children on the spot.

Unfortunately, the children couldn't really rub their plaster heads by hand, otherwise Morion would have preferred to change his hat into the plaster headgear that Mr. Seren gave him.

Seeing that Morion seemed easy to talk to, Natsuki Subaru asked curiously.

"Judging from your appearance, are you a magician?"

“Hmm,” Moraine nodded slightly, but then corrected herself, “It’s a wizard.”

"You look so flustered, have you run into some trouble?"

"Uh, is that so?" Natsuki Subaru scratched his head, not seeing any difference between a magician and a wizard.

He had prepared himself to be surrounded by thugs here, but this time he didn't encounter any.

Instead, they saw a strange... wizard.

Could it be that the trio of thugs were driven away by the wizard?

Upon hearing Morion's question, Subaru Natsuki thought for a moment and immediately felt that this was an opportunity.

Oh, right! This is one of those NPCs who wait at the entrance of a boss level for players to activate and help them defeat the boss, right?

Subaru Natsuki thought to himself.

He has been killed three times since he transmigrated.

He was stabbed to death from behind once, and twice he was disemboweled.

But if we could find a helper...

“That! This wizard…”

He immediately wanted to ask Morion, who seemed quite easy to talk to, for help.

But soon, memories of his recent deaths flooded his mind, and he shut his mouth again.

"No...it's nothing. Please forget what I just said." He shook his head again.

He decided it was best not to involve unrelated people.

The method of dying by being disemboweled was too painful, and he did not want to implicate the stranger in front of him.

Moreover, as a stranger, the other party had no obligation to help him, and as a poor man, he couldn't offer any reward.

He quickly passed Moraine and continued towards the slums.

Moraine followed behind him with a smile on her face, taking her time.