How to Use the Lord’s Future Diary-Chapter 69

Chapter 69
Master: Monsters have appeared in the first room. Keisha, who took the lead position, spotted the enemies. They are three Kobolds.
Keisha: Transform into a bear. Charge.
The Ancient Druid that Leisha had chosen was a hybrid-type character who fought by transforming into animals. Depending on what animal was chosen, the druid could fulfill a variety of roles.
Since the gate’s internal situation changed rapidly, having one such character in the party made it easier to adapt and gain advantages in clearing.
But up until now, our Leisha had never fought in any form other than a bear.
To the point where I couldn’t understand why she insisted on being an Ancient Druid in the first place.
“Bears are cool.”
“Bears are cool.”
“Bears are justice.”
“Bears are justice.”
The Johnson Territory’s ultimate weapon, the fierce(?) Black Lion Leisha, turned into nothing but a bear idiot whenever she played the game.
What was even more absurd was Irene’s behavior—actively siding with Leisha’s strange antics.
It was like Dumb and Dumber. I had no idea what they thought they were doing.
Master: After defeating the first group of monsters, you scan the surroundings. You discover something in one corner.
“I’ll take a look.”
Keisha: Hey, look here. There’s meat hanging here.
Master: Yes, it was meat. It looked like the hind leg of some large animal, probably food prepared by the Kobolds.
“No, meat? If it’s meat, you have to eat it first.”
“No, wait, Leisha, hold on……”
Master: Keisha, transformed into a bear, grabbed the meat and devoured it. Suddenly, iron bars fell from above! Oh no! Keisha was instantly trapped in a cage.
And that bear idiot always drove me insane with her brainless plays whenever food appeared.
Checking the surroundings carefully before looting anything was practically a national rule of this game, yet she didn’t even do that.
Of course, that sly Leon took advantage of Leisha’s obsession with food, using various baits to weaken our strength.
Given the game’s mechanics, even skill usage was limited, and to rescue Leisha, someone had to burn a skill.
Every time Leisha caused some incident like this, the difficulty level of our run rose another notch.
“Bear, hurry and rescue me.”
“Ugh, you really…….”
Keisha: Growl~
“I’ll smash the bars.”
Master: Shine rushed in and struck the cage, but it didn’t budge. Apparently, it had very strong physical resistance.
Shine: No good. Breaking it by force isn’t possible.
“So, it comes to this, huh?”
The trap had clearly been designed specifically to target Leisha. There was no way brute strength could solve it.
That cunning little brat must have plastered the bars with physical resistance magic circles.
“Hah, honestly, I just want to leave her there.”
“If we don’t have the bear, we don’t have a tanker. We must rescue her.”
“I’ll try breaking the bars.”
Celine, who had been quietly watching, stepped up to handle the cage.
“I’ll cast Explosion Magic on the bars.”
Jonathan: Everyone, get back. I’ll break them with magic.
Master: To destroy the bars without harming Keisha, very precise magic control was required. Rolling for accuracy now.
“Accuracy roll… let’s see… oh, 3… 3?”
“…Oh my god.”
Jonathan: Oops, my hand slipped……
Master: Jonathan cast Explosion Magic on the bars, but the firepower was too strong. Flames spread everywhere.
“Just great.”
Compared to the other idiots, Celine usually played more sensibly.
The only problem was her disastrously bad dice rolls.
At crucial moments, the dice always betrayed her, unintentionally causing massive harm to the party.
“I’ll put out the fire!!”
“The bear is roasting.”
“T-This time I’ll use Ice Magic to put it out……”
Idiot No. 1, Idiot No. 2, and Troll No. 1—a chaotic collaboration.
Watching the three of them, I realized all over again what kind of fight I had gotten myself into.
In the end, the only way to finish this fight was for me to carry.
“The bear is dying. Help.”
“Dalli! Song of Recovery!”
“She’s trapped in a snare!”
“Dalli! Song of Freedom!”
“Ah, my hand slipped again……”
“Dalli! Song of Recovery!”
The character I had chosen, ‘Dalli who Sings of Dreams and Hope,’ was a support type. She had no combat ability but could restore health and remove debuffs with her songs.
The reason I picked this character was, of course, so I could cover for whatever trolling those three came up with.
At first, I also wanted to choose an offensive character I liked. But no matter how strong the attacks, without a support, there was simply no way.
Because the party’s condition was already terrible.
Using a character I didn’t even like wasn’t pleasant, but if we wanted to win, there was no choice.
From past runs, I had learned that as long as no one retired before the boss, the rift could be cleared somehow. So I decided to endure until the end this time as well.
Master: The heroes’ momentum was unstoppable! Only the boss room remained before clearing.
“Hah, we’ve finally arrived.”
“The boss. Will we actually win this time?”
“The bear runs this time.”
“Hah, please, dice, not now……”
Perhaps my efforts were finally paying off. Despite all the trouble, we reached the boss room without anyone retiring.
I didn’t know what other traps that wicked brat might have laid, but since we had come this far, I planned to focus solely on clearing, even if it meant sacrificing someone.
Master: At the center of the boss room, there’s a squishy lump. It’s wriggling.
“Squishy?”
“A lump?”
“Wriggling?”
“Don’t tell me……”
“A slime?”
Master: Correct! The boss of this gate was a Giant Slime.
“If it’s a slime, isn’t it immune to physical attacks?”
“Pretty much. Especially if a slime appears as a boss.”
Though slimes were commonly used as natural rubber factories and could be hunted with just a poke, high-ranked ones were extremely tricky opponents.
Especially in games like this, encountering a slime as the boss was widely known to make people practically soil themselves.
No wonder. I had thought the monsters this brat made appear were a bit weak. It seemed he had pushed all his points into this.
Truly, that brat was tricky to the very end.
–As expected of the brat. He isn’t an opponent for a single-celled master like you.
‘Shut up.’
The trickiest part of fighting a slime was its highly elastic, mucous skin.
Especially for a party like ours that included two characters who could only use physical attacks, it was nothing short of a nightmare.
The most effective strategy would be to let Shine, the Dragon Rider, tank instead of Keisha, the Ancient Druid, while Keisha transformed into a fox and joined Jonathan, the Elementalist, in bombarding it with magic.
Since slimes had high physical resistance but low magic resistance, this strategy should allow us to take it down quickly.
The problem was that our bear idiot Leisha had absolutely no intention of transforming into any animal other than a bear.
‘That damn bear idiot…’
Still, since I had already considered Leisha a force outside our strategy, I didn’t pay her much mind.
It was healthier for my sanity to think of alternative routes, appreciating that at least we had one magic-user capable of attacking the slime, instead of clinging to impossible hopes.
If even Celine had chosen her preferred weapon user, the ‘Great Knight, Taeron,’ wielding a giant cavalry spear, then this boss fight would have been completely unmanageable.
“I observe the slime.”
Master: The Giant Slime is red overall, and its insides seem to flicker like flames.
“What’s the temperature like inside the boss room?”
Master: From the moment you step inside, you feel intense heat.
“It’s definitely a fire-attribute slime.”
“Then we need to attack with ice-attribute magic.”
“I see. In the end, we can only rely on the Elementalist?”
Celine made me nervous, but this time, I had no choice but to trust her.
Elementalists were magic-type damage dealers who could wield all attributes.
They specialized in fighting monsters like slimes, which had low magic resistance.
It seemed even that brat hadn’t expected Celine to choose an Elementalist, since she usually picked a different character every playthrough.
Well, even if he had known, he might have figured it didn’t matter, since two players had already chosen characters useless with magic.
Either way, the outcome of this fight would come down to whether Celine could finish off the boss while I kept everyone alive with my recovery abilities.
“All right! Attack!”
“Bear, hold the line!”
“If it gets dangerous, we’ll swap tanks immediately. We need to conserve Dalli’s healing as much as possible.”
“Jonathan, go all out from start to finish.”
“Yes!”
5, 11, 3, 7, 6.
Those were the dice rolls Celine made for her brave first attacks.
Not once did she roll over 20 on a 1-to-100 scale.
A clumsier hand could not exist.
Jonathan: Ah, my hand slipped again……
Jonathan: I tripped over my own legs.
Jonathan: Damn, suddenly I have to pee……
With cursed dice rolls, Celine failed every single attack, even as Leisha and Baek Seoyeon were being pummeled by the slime.
Of course, the fact that she was grouped with Rudick already made it obvious her luck was doomed, but this was too much.
Should we start thinking of another plan?
At this rate, we’d be roasted alive before taking the slime down.
100!
“Ah, it finally hit!”
But then.
A jackpot no one expected exploded.
Celine rolled a perfect 100 on her accuracy check.
This was the first time she had ever rolled a 100 since starting the game. That alone showed how incredible this luck was.
“A critical hit means double damage.”
“The damage roll is what matters now.”
100!
“Ahh!!”
Following it up, Celine rolled another perfect 100 for the damage check.
At this point, it wasn’t an exaggeration to say that all the luck she’d accumulated since birth had exploded at once.
Master: Jonathan’s attack lands as a critical hit. Accuracy critical doubles the damage, damage critical doubles it again, and the ice-attribute strike deals another double due to elemental weakness. That makes eight times the damage.
“This is a one-shot! A woman’s strength lies in one strike!”
Master: The Giant Slime takes 800 ice-attribute damage.
“How much HP does the boss have?”
“No matter how high its HP, it won’t exceed 800.”
“Heh, so it really is a one-shot.”
Celine, who had never once succeeded in landing a decent attack, had just obliterated the boss in a single strike.
It was so absurd I couldn’t help but laugh dryly.
“…Leon, why are you smiling so suspiciously?”
“Don’t tell me… is there something else left?”
But it was too early to relax.
Leon, who should have admitted defeat, was smiling meaningfully.
Master: The burning Giant Slime’s body trembles violently. Looks like it’s about to make its final move.
“No way.”
Master: The core of the Giant Slime suddenly blazes as its body swells.
“Damn it, we need to run! That’s……”
“…Self-destruct?”
“There’s nowhere to run.”
“How much damage is the explosion? It’s not a total wipe, is it?”
Master: Calculating the self-destruct damage. Base: 10% of the Giant Slime’s total HP, 750.
“And?”
Master: Plus double the damage it suffered just before dying!
“Damn.”
Master: 75 plus 800×2 equals……
“1675. No tank—no, not even a tank’s grandfather—could survive that.”
Master: The brave heroes defeated the Giant Slime and cleared the rift, but not a single one survived. The residents of Johnson Territory hold an annual memorial service to honor the heroes who sacrificed themselves. I, the Master, and Leon also applaud your noble sacrifice. Clap, clap, clap!!
“…Well, at least we cleared it.”
“As long as the tribe was protected, it’s enough.”
“I-I’m sorry.”
“Damn it. So even when we win, it doesn’t feel like a win.”
A self-destruct at the end, really?
That brat pulled every trick in the book.
““Wow! Leon! Leon! Leon! Leon!””
Four little brats at his side chanted Leon’s name in support, which only made it even more infuriating.
–Pissed off, aren’t you?
‘Tch, seriously.’
And so, this game ended too, with only the brat excited, leaving us in frustration.
When would I ever get to stick a big middle finger up to that wicked brat?
–At the very least, not you, master.
The fact that I couldn’t confidently deny the mocking rabbit made me feel utterly pathetic.