NPC Town Building Game - Chapter 41 (2/2): Legends Never Die
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A win without any danger.
Things are going as planned.
I looked around the map for any monsters that might be lurking around. For now there are no enemies.
Earlier it was hard to see if the monsters were lurking around in the forest but now the trees around the fence have been cut down, so the view is rather clear. If you cannot see any monsters from the watchtower then there are no monsters nearby.
Ran and Kan went out of the fence, re-make some pitfalls. Camouflage them again with thin boards, soil and dead leaves.
If the monsters can be completely controlled then they won’t be able catch them in the pitfall again, but maybe they are just as simple as I think.
I saw Mr.Yamamoto enthusiastically looking at the game screen many times during his work breaks but he never performed any complicated operations.
He just looked and tapped at the screen occasionally.
….Its can assumption that Mr.Yamamoto is a player on the side of the Evil God but maybe it is just a misguided expectation. Rather I really want it to be wrong.
Still, I have to move according to the worst developments for the villagers. I can’t let the village be destroyed because of my emotions and desires.
After the first assault the monsters in the same numbers attacked again and again every thirty minutes as if it was a reply. Naturally, they were easily wiped out.
“Is it a misunderstanding …? Or is the attack pattern needs to specified in advance?”
Just like the oracle, you can place the enemies only once a day and select the type of monster to attack. However, there should be an upper limit for one raid and it should be impossible to exceed it.
If this is so then we hold complete advantage. Like this, we can save the village again.
There have been 3 repeated attacks till now. Rather than increasing, the number of monsters is decreasing as the waves go on.
There was no raid thirty minutes after the fifth raid.
“I’ve seen this pattern before. There are more enemies during these hours. It should be one hour apart now.”
Should we consider that they are conserving their strength for the next raid?
I go to the toilet, wash my face and tighten my body and mind.
I bought additional fruits to eat with Destiny and waited for the next raid while eating.
One hour after the last assault.
There is no attack.
“What does it mean?”
Last time there were hour or thirty minute apart raids. Never more than an hour.
I have a bad feeling. Rather there is only bad feeling inside me.
Two more hours have passed. It is already dark in the evening.
Next should be the last assault. When it comes, we are going to be hit with all the conserved power all at once.
I think that this is a reasonable strategy. You can make up for the points by billing but that is finite. If the number of the enemies is small, then it is a good choice to push all the physical strength at once.
A great military master of the past said that the numbers is power…..but in a manga.
Or maybe he simply ran out of money. He spent a lot of money and points and there are no more points left to summon the monsters.
I checked the clock and its still a little short.
“I’ll try to contact Yamamoto if I can endure this.”
But what should I say?
If he is not involved and this is all an misunderstanding then there is no problem.
I lean my body on the back of the chair and look up at the ceiling.
Games can improve real life and games can cause real life obstacles.
“It’s not just a good thing. It’s the same as reality …?”
Now there is a noise on the ground floor.
Has Seika already came?
Its habit of this country to close the doors at night and can be only opened with a key. It looks like she just entered.
My room was on the first floor so sometimes I can’t hear the door bell. There were many times when I missed it, especially when I was focused.
I still have time so I should ask her to leave me for a while.
I call out while running downstairs.
“Didn’t you come a bit too soon? Can you wait for me for a while as there is a little errand. …”
I felt a presence in the living room and when I turned there, there was a man in black.
Both the bottom and the top is black and his head is covered with a balaclava like a robber. He is holding a metal iron bar in his hand something like a crowbar. 
I was terrified but managed to endure my urge to scream and said another word instead.
Translator and Editor Notes:
 A balaclava is black mask covering your whole face except the area around your eyes and mouth. Usually robbers use it.
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