Reincarnation of the Gun Swap Goddess [Volume 1]

Level 0 Concerto

"I guess... she isn't joking? This isn't even funny anymore. Let's just get rid of her."

"One more kill, and let's report to the club president!"

"Mhm. We can definitely join the Academy's VR team and maybe even rank up to varsity next year!"

Fae was already as good as free experience in the Clan's eyes, so they began making statements as if their leveling jumpstart was a success. However, as if oblivious to the connotation of their words, Fae spoke up once again with the same nonchalant tone.

"Hold on, did you say the Academy? By chance, do you mean the Royal Academy?"

The Royal Academy was the most prestigious secondary school in the region, so the Clan couldn't miss their opportunity to boast a bit.

"Oh, it looks like the little girl knows something about it? Though it would be odd if you didn't. That's right, we're on the Royal Academy's VR club team. Since you know that much, we'll let you go."

"No, that's not it. I'm an alumnus of the academy. It really brings back memories."

"What? ... Wait, how old are you?"

Wacky statements left her mouth one after the other. How likely was it that they would meet someone that graduated from the top secondary school in the region, which encompassed multiple countries and territories? Synergy was merely a game, something that was a pastime for people with extra time on their hands. In addition, it was seen as a low-brow children's activity among the elite class. Why would a societal elite who was, at the youngest, in their early twenties be playing Synergy? The odds of encountering such a person were astronomically low. In conclusion, Fae Sol was most likely a masochist and a liar.

"Okay. Now she's just saying random shit. She's either actually fifteen years old or they've modified their voice and body to look like an fifteen year old girl. We've definitely caught a weirdo. Next thing you know, she's going to claim to be a time traveler. Can we just kill her already?"

"Yea, no point in delaying further."

>*Brent: There's only one enemy. Deal with her however you want.*

"You think you can kill me? I *am* a time traveler, by the way."

Ignoring that last bit of crucial information that came from Fae Sol's mouth, Molotov lobbed a pellet at her from a blind spot. Fae wouldn't have seen this pellet thrown, as it was thrown out from behind the body of Kenshi, who was positioned closer to the front of the cemetery's entrance. The cheap tactic failed, as Fae barely sidestepped in order to dodge. Though it looked ordinary, Bren didn't miss how she moved.

*>Brent: It looks like this isn't an ordinary enemy - that movement was really minimal. Don't drag this out; finish her off quickly!*

*>All: Got it!*

In an un-orderly fashion, a hail of pellets descended onto Fae who dodged them easily. However, this was not unexpected.

*>Liuzhi: At a rate of 4 pellets per second, there's no way we'll hit her at this distance.*

Liuzhi's analysis was accurate. The enemy was standing approximately 15 metron away, and the throwing strength of a level 0 ranged unit was equivalent to an average human's. In addition, level 0 attacks were restricted to one per second, and there were 4 ranged units in the Clan. Though some uncoordinated individuals may take multiple hits, Bren's warning had already set the Clan's expectations.

*>Brent: You're right. Everyone, close the distance and surround her!*

With this command, all seven members moved in unison to cut off the enemy's path of retreat. At this point, nobody in the Clan was considering that the singular adversary could escape. They began to create a horseshoe formation around the entrance of the cemetery. It was impossible to leave a War Zone if the system deemed you were in combat. Due to this, it would be a perfect encirclement. Though Fae hadn't taken any damage, she existed in the same War Zone as a non-ally. This was enough for the system to consider her "in combat". While in combat, no one was allowed to leave the War Zone unless one side perished. Of course, the Clan didn't let up their constant rain of pellets. With the loot they had collected, limited ammunition was a non-issue.