In this chaotic world, it all started when they found an elf girl

　Roy agreed; he wasn't some 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 the convenience store to find food, tore open the package, swallowed a piece of bread that hadn't expired, and replenished his energy. "You should eat some too. We should have several hours of travel ahead."

　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 fighting skills, 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!

Chapter 24 Sniper

　Roy's indifferent attitude convinced Saeko Busujima that this horrific disaster had nothing to do with the strange boy in front of her.

　Saeko Busujima asked the question that concerned her most, "What are you going to the military base for?"

　Boom!Boom!Boom!

　Roy slammed on the gas, sending the truck crashing into the zombies on the road, and answered truthfully, "I need to borrow their weapons to clear out these zombies."

　Upon hearing this, Roy caught a glimpse of a blush creeping across Saeko Busujima's beautiful face out of the corner of his eye.

　She was excited!

　Based on Roy's previous performance in killing zombies, Saeko Busujima had already vaguely guessed his purpose when he suggested going to the military base.

　After hesitating for a moment, Saeko Busujima slowly said, "Actually, there's something that's been bothering me..."

　As Saeko Busujima began to recount her past, Roy in the driver's seat smirked. "Girl, I have no interest in your story. Take me to the military base, and our time together will be over."

　Saeko Busujima seemed to have found a kindred spirit, and began to recount her troubles to herself.

　When Saeko Busujima was in junior high school, she was assaulted by a pervert on her way home. She deliberately let the pervert get close to her and then severely injured him with a wooden sword, breaking his leg and shoulder blade.

　In reality, it was excessive self-defense.

　However, considering that a junior high school girl was fighting against a perverted groper, the police did not pursue Saeko Busujima's responsibility.

　From that moment on, Saeko Busujima realized that she had strong violent tendencies, and that she felt extremely happy and excited when she hit that perverted stalker. She felt that she harbored an unforgivable dark side within herself and was unworthy of having a girlish heart.

　How could Roy not know about her past? He had already seen through it. When Saeko Busujima and Takashi Komuro parted ways, she seemed to be going through a life-or-death separation, but in reality, she was feeling joy.

　Because she is about to participate in a killing!

　"What should I do?" Saeko Busujima's face was conflicted. At this moment, she looked like a fragile young girl. When she saw Roy going on a rampage through the zombie horde, the excitement she felt was indescribable.

　She thought she had found someone similar to herself, which is why Saeko Busujima opened up about her feelings.

　"Don't ask me, I don't know, it's none of my business!" Roy pouted. What's wrong? Did he have to hold the other person tightly and comfort them with gentle words?

　Saeko Busujima looked somber.

　After a few minutes of silence, Roy sighed, realizing he had been too kind. "Following one's nature isn't a bad thing. Like me, I sometimes do things that seem crazy to others."

　Roy wore a manic smile.

　Saeko Busujima's eyes, which had previously lost their color, grew brighter and brighter, as if she had found a new purpose in life.

　"arrive!"

　Looking up, at the end of the wide road, a dilapidated base gate came into view, as if it had been the site of a fierce battle, surrounded by towering walls.

　The man-made fence blocking the gate is easily climbed over by adults, but it's no problem stopping zombies.

　The two jumped off the truck.

　Seeing the empty military base ahead, Roy felt that his guess was correct. With the military strength of this base, even 100,000 zombies might not be able to break through it. Only a virus that spreads through the air or water could silently destroy a base.

　"Something's not right, it's too quiet."

　Roy frowned. Could it be that America's army had already withdrawn, or had been completely wiped out?

　“Those are human corpses, aren’t they?” Saeko Busujima pointed to the pile of corpses beside the road.

　Roy followed her gaze and initially thought they were zombies, but upon closer inspection, he found that some of the corpses did not show signs of zombification; they were gunshot wounds!

　Suddenly, a strong sense of danger washed over him. Roy abruptly looked up at a tall tower within the military base, about six hundred meters away.

　Saeko Busujima followed Roy's gaze and leaned slightly forward; it was this action that saved her.

　Bang!

　Suddenly, Roy heard a faint sound. He looked in the direction of the sound and saw a small hole in the ground two meters behind Saeko Busujima, with sand floating in the air.

　Someone is sniping at them, and they have silencers!

　Ride with the wind!

　Roy's expression changed, and without hesitation, he activated the special effect of the Wind Chaser Boots, breaking through to SSS-level agility. His legs were wrapped in a whirlwind, and he picked up Saeko Busujima, rushing to the blind spot of the left wall to hide.

　Bang!

　As Roy rolled over, he casually threw a rock, smashing the security camera on the wall.

　At that moment, on the high tower of the base, a blond, blue-eyed youth saw the boy quickly fleeing to a blind spot through a sniper scope, and a look of astonishment flashed in his eyes.

　"That kid is pretty quick."

　The blond youth said in surprise, "That kind of movement doesn't seem like that of an untrained kid."

　The tall girl next to him looked older, probably his older sister or something, so he wanted to shoot her and keep the kid around for a while longer, but he misjudged her.

　"Werlin, stop playing around. You're just attracting those zombies, which will only cause more trouble." A rough male voice came through the radio.

　"Okay~"

　The blond youth answered listlessly.

　The sudden outbreak of zombies turned most of the soldiers in the base into zombies, leaving only about ten people. However, relying on their powerful firepower, they still managed to clear out all the zombies in the base.

　The voice coming through the radio belonged to Lieutenant Alton, the highest-ranking officer currently in the base.

　They were tasked with protecting an elderly professor who was conducting fieldwork in an island nation, but he felt it was pointless.

　Today is his shift, Warin Jarvis. He loves to toy with the islanders who bring their families to the base, and use sniper shots to make things difficult for the forensic doctors.

　Anyway, no one will hold him accountable.

　In this chaotic and disorderly world, they reveal their dark side in its entirety.

　……

　Beneath the towering walls.

　Roy placed Saeko Busujima on the ground. A bullet had pierced a small hole in her chest, and blood gushed out like a fountain. Her face was visibly pale.

　The sniper was clearly aiming for her heart, but at the crucial moment, he shifted his body slightly to the side.

　Saeko Busujima murmured, "Am I going to die?"

　"Do you think that's possible?"

　Roy replied, taking out two bottles of low-level life potions and feeding them to Saeko Busujima. It was actually a good thing that the bullet had pierced her chest; otherwise, without the necessary tools, it would have been impossible to remove the bullet.

　The remaining issue is simply stopping the bleeding.

　A burst of emerald green light emanated from Saeko Busujima's body, restoring a rosy hue to her pale face. Her mental state improved considerably, and she looked at Roy with a surprised expression.

　Roy said, "I will avenge you."

　Saeko Busujima drifted off to sleep, a satisfied smile playing on her lips. The killing spree she hadn't participated in would be carried out by Roy in her place.

Chapter 25 The Night of Killing

　Despite being furious that Saeko Busujima was shot, Roy did not act immediately. His LV.1 strength was not enough for him to confront modern firearms head-on.

　Roy and Saeko Busujima hid in a nearby bush. As time passed, their anger not only did not subside, but burned even more fiercely.

　When I left Ritsuto Academy, it was already dusk. When I arrived here, night had fallen and the bright moon hung high in the sky.

　After half an hour.

　Roy slowly opened his eyes, a bloodthirsty glint flashing deep within them, like a wild beast awakening.

　The surroundings were eerily quiet. The soldiers in the base knew that sound would attract zombies, as evidenced by the use of silencers when firing guns earlier. Therefore, they didn't make many arrangements, and there were no searchlights or similar equipment.

　Roy lay on the ground and slowly crawled toward the truck, a process that took only a minute.

　We successfully reached the bottom of the truck.

　Roy found the right spot, raised the village sword and thrust it forward. The sharp tip of the sword pierced the fuel tank, and gasoline, emitting a pungent smell, gushed out.

　Soon, the ground was covered in gasoline.

　Roy returned to the driver's seat, started the engine, and floored the accelerator, sending the car shooting off like an arrow.

　Bang!

　The truck crashed through the fence at the entrance of the base and rushed in, stopping in an open area.

　The owner of the truck was also a heavy smoker. Roy grabbed a windproof lighter, lit the gasoline on the ground, and the flames spread instantly.

　Having done all this, Roy moved with the speed of a rabbit, leaping into the shadows.

　The truck was burning loudly, crackling and sputtering, and billowing black smoke rose, illuminating the surroundings and standing out clearly against the silent night sky.

　The surrounding zombies raised their heads and walked in that direction; the base, now free of railings, was unobstructed.

　The roar of the trucks and the sound of them crashing through the railings alerted the soldiers inside the base.

　The burly white man, Alton, looked out the window and saw the zombies approaching the base. He grabbed the radio and yelled, "Fuck! Wellin, what the hell are you doing?!"

　"I don't know!" The blond youth, who was on duty in the tower and was also awakened, looked bewildered. At this moment, he also saw the zombies that had broken into the base.

　And that burning truck.

　"It's that brat?!"

　The blond youth immediately realized what was happening, his face darkening – the other party actually dared to retaliate against them.

　With the zombies about to enter the base, Lieutenant Alton couldn't sit still any longer. "Wayne, quickly take out those zombies! Dane, wake everyone up!"

　The soldiers, who were resting, were called to a standstill and quickly donned full gear, displaying the swift and decisive action of professional soldiers.

　They set up an M2HB Browning heavy machine gun on the tower, whose fire range covered almost half of the base. The blond, blue-eyed youth pointed the gun at the base gate and pulled the trigger without hesitation.

　Rat-a-tat-tat! Rat-a-tat-tat!

　Intense gunfire echoed through the night sky, and zombies that were about to enter the base fell in droves below.

　But this is a vicious cycle. More and more zombies are drawn by the gunfire, forming a huge procession at the end of the road, pouncing on the zombies like vicious dogs.

　At this moment, the other soldiers in the base took their positions and used crossfire to kill the zombies.

　The best solution is actually to block the gate and then clear the zombies from inside the base.

　But seeing the ever-growing number of zombies, the remaining soldiers swore in their hearts that if the lieutenant forced them to block the door, they would choose to kill the lieutenant!

　The American soldiers, focused on fighting the zombies, were unaware that their own true death was imminent. The blond, blue-eyed youth, however, sensed that Roy's revenge was likely more complex than it appeared.

　While shooting at the zombies, Wellin searched anxiously and angrily for Roy's whereabouts. This lowly race dared to defy the noble white people.

　Roy lay prone in the grass at the corner of the wall, using the shadows and weeds for cover, like a hunter eyeing his prey, observing the number of people and their firepower within the base.

　To achieve victory against overwhelming odds, the most crucial element is intelligence; blindly rushing in is suicidal.

　When the zombies invaded, almost everyone in the base ran out to defend. There were sixteen people in total, fourteen men and two women. The highest-ranking officer was a lieutenant. The military lieutenant America had a silver rectangular epaulette.