The Game Master Has Logged In to Another World: Volume 2

1. Auflage 2023
ISBN: 978-1-7183-0388-1
Verlag: J-Novel Club
Format: EPUB
Kopierschutz: Adobe DRM (»Systemvoraussetzungen)

E-Book, Englisch, 250 Seiten

Reihe: The Game Master Has Logged In to Another World

After being summoned into a new world where he's able to make full use of his position as a Game Master, Toudou Masaki discovers that he's not the only gamer here against his will. With the help of his otherworlder comrades and his two lovely fiancées, he embarks on a war against the Granfang Empire, the warmongering nation that once tried to enslave him. However, even after winning a decisive battle, Masaki and his comrades have no time to rest. The imperial capital has been overrun by thorny vines and monsters! And just who is the mysterious ringleader pulling the strings from the shadows? The plot thickens around Masaki and his friends in the second volume of this action-packed isekai adventure.

Autoren/Hrsg.

Akatsuki

Weitere Mitwirkende

Yuui

Tsouria, Rymane

Leseproben

Chapter 1

The window of the emperor’s office shattered with a loud crash. The next second, a man and a woman fell through it. Fifty meters separated the room from the ground, and any regular person would no doubt fall to their death.

The hunter, still dressed in all black complete with dark sunglasses and his hair slicked back, switched his lightsaber off and neatly slid it back into the scabbard hanging from his hips. At his feet lay the carcasses of the dozens of iron beasts he had ruthlessly destroyed. Some were still twitching with sparks flying out, but most were already motionless.

The Gear Leech had yet to be completely destroyed, and it slowly extended its mechanical finger with a creak. As it pointed at No Face, rays of light gathered at its fingertip.

The hunter walked up to it from the side and brought his hand down, splitting the machine’s head in two with his bare hand. Unable to fulfill its mission, the Gear Leech collapsed to the ground. A drop of oil escaped from its glass eyes as if it were crying with regret.

“Well done,” No Face said with dramatic applause. “I will admit I was a little scared my precious seedling would be stolen from right under my nose. Your intervention was most welcome, Hunter.”

The hunter barely acknowledged them and answered with a short grunt. No Face did not seem to mind the curt reply.

“Is he dead? Did you get him?” asked Iiro Weizern, looking down from the broken window.

While dozens of silver vines had grown from his back earlier, there were fewer than ten left now. The man had also lost an arm in the battle but it was slowly growing back, along with new vines.

“I felt several barriers blocking me when I hit him. He must have been hurt, but I doubt he died,” the hunter answered.

“What?! Then we need to go after him at once!” Iiro exclaimed.

“Giving chase would not be wise. Here, see for yourself,” No Face said, dropping a small monster made of thorny vines from the window.

It had yet to reach the floor when they heard a loud explosion. The monster had been shredded to pieces.

Iiro let out a shrill cry. “It exploded?!”

“He left traps,” the hunter stated matter-of-factly.

“Indeed. This one seems to activate when it senses a presence. He assumed we would go after him. Let me see...” No Face stopped to think for a second. “I’m sure a failed experiment will do just fine. I’ll have a monster track his scent. Anyway, Hunter, what happened to Chogokin?”

“Tadashi? I was able to prevent the worst outcome, but Exmizer was stolen.”

“A pity. It will make things more difficult for us. You said you were able to prevent the worst, so I assume you retrieved the seed, yes?”

“I did,” the hunter said. He took the glowing seed from his pocket and showed it to the hooded figure who nodded.

“You could have done it yourself,” the hunter sighed. “It should have been easy for you to grab it and escape.”

“I wouldn’t say that. As you know, there was someone particularly difficult to deal with there. Had I approached, she would have noticed me. My existence must be kept hidden. That so-called ‘hero’ is also too big of a variable.”

“Well...” the hunter answered after a pause. “I never expected her to show up as the head of the demons. Should I have disposed of her?”

No Face shook their head.

“No. It would have been a little premature. For now, we just have to make a beautiful flower bloom in this empire, and our work on this continent will be done. The Great Admiral is waiting for us offshore. Join him, and take the seed to the mainland, Hunter... Or perhaps I should call you Imitator instead? You did a good job. There’s no need for you to wear this face any longer. How about going back to your usual appearance? I’m more fond of it anyway.” No Face let out a little laugh.

“I don’t care whether you like it or not,” the man answered, taking off his sunglasses and bringing his hand up to his face. He started peeling.

Under his mask, the man who had been called “the Hunter” until now had black eyes to match his raven hair and sharp masculine features. A large scar spanned from his forehead to his eye. His true face looked a little younger, and he appeared to be roughly twenty-five years of age.

“It wasn’t a bad face, but I suppose I won’t have any use for it on this continent anymore. I made sure to learn all of his powers, though.”

“He did have rather nice abilities,” No Face commented. “Now, now! I will soon hold a feast with my monster friends. Do you want to join, Imitator? I’m sure a wonderful flower will soon bloom from the nursery.”

The Imitator glared at No Face, visibly displeased by the invitation.

“No, thank you. I’ll be heading out,” he said, before adding. “I’m borrowing a dragon.”

“Too bad. I’ll be joining you as soon as possible, so I’d be much obliged if you could wait for me with a cup of tea at the ready.”

“Keep dreaming.”

“How cold...” In spite of their words, No Face laughed heartily.

The Imitator was losing patience and simply left. On his way out, he caught sight of Philia trapped by an enormous thorny vine. His eyes were fixed on her, but he wasn’t looking at Philia herself. Rather, he seemed to be gazing into the distance. Albeit reluctantly, he did not slow his steps and soon exited the wrecked office.

???

A man and a young girl walked hurriedly, each of their steps echoing in the darkness of the sewers. The man was resting his weight on the young girl’s shoulder. He shot her a glance, and the two of them stopped in their tracks.

He leaned against the wall and tried to calm his breathing. There was a large open wound that stretched from his shoulder to his lower back, and he had cuts and bruises across his body. He whined in pain.

“My lord?! Are you all right?” the young girl all but screamed. Colona’s usual composed expression was nowhere to be seen, her worries laid bare instead.

On the other hand, her master, Shou, was still as carefree as ever. “Good grief. You don’t need to yell in my ear—I can hear you just fine. Ah... I sure messed up. This all went pretty badly.”

“I’m sorry. I wasn’t able to break the curse in time, and you had to sacrifice valuable resources.”

“Don’t worry about it. It’s not your fault we ended up having to deal with such a difficult opponent. I retrieved my Chimera, so that’s already a pretty good outcome if you ask me. Still, where the hell did that guy learn all those new techniques? He can even clone himself now!” he exclaimed. “The Imitator sure earned his name... And considering the equipment he had on him, the real hunter must be long dead. This is going to get annoying.”

“My lord, have some water,” Colona said, materializing out of nowhere a bottle of water and a box with a red cross on it. “I will perform first aid. Please rest for the time being.”

She carefully pulled down his robe and started applying a healing gel to his open wound. When she had finished, she then expertly wrapped a bandage around his torso.

Shou brought the bottle to his lips and grimaced as the water rushed past the cuts in his mouth.

“Ouch... My good looks are suffering today,” he complained.

“If you can joke around, I’m sure you’ll be just fine,” answered Colona dryly.

“Hey! That’s not how it works, is it?” he whined. “Looks like I won’t have time to rest anyway. We have a guest, Colona.”

Shou readjusted his clothes and fixed his eyes on a dimly lit pathway in front of them. He could hear something slowly crawling toward them.

Colona cast some light on it, and they could now see that it was a strange creature made up of thorny vines entangled in intricate patterns. While it looked somewhat like a monster, it was nothing like anything they’d seen before.

Its head was that of a Kobold, but it was attached to a bear’s torso. However, its lower body looked like that of a slime. On each side, it had tiger paws complete with mantis sickles on the ends. All in all, the vine monster looked like a failed chimera.

The main difference was that every body part had been forcefully attached to the others with vines. It was a botched job, though, and blood was leaking out from the gaps.

Soon after it had made its appearance, a few crocodile monsters—a species that populated the sewers—came crawling, most likely attracted by the striking smell of blood.

“Tsk! They just had to send such a grim creature after us,” Shou complained. “Colona, get rid of it as fast as you can. If we dillydally too much, we’ll get surrounded.”

“My lord, the movements of TARGET: UNKNOWN are strange. Stay alert.”

Long vines suddenly sprouted from the ominous chimera, and they pierced through every single one of the crocodile monsters.

“Friendly fire?” Shou wondered. “Yeah, no, that doesn’t seem to be the case, does it?”

“The very structure of TARGET: HOLE CROCODILES is currently being modified. Unknown—provisional name: Fake Chimera—appears to have the ability to transform its prey into monsters that share the same characteristics as itself,”...