Chapter 1501 December 15th: Sweetness That Is Not So Sweet

「No, no, no! There’s no way that this is not a trap!!」

Bah! That was the first thing that came out of Payabusa’s mouth once he bounced off of the bed.

A special attack called Blitzkrieg that did not consider the return route from the beginning, and because he did not have much equipment on himself, the HP of Payabusa was instantly swallowed by the sudden explosion wall and became zero in a blink of an eye.

「Hmm, I see, it’s a twenty minutes penalty for being cut down while on the enemy’s territory……」

If the Player dies in this event, a “Restart Penalty” will be imposed on that particular Player who cannot leave the main town of their camp for a certain period of time.

Even though he was killed in an instant, the Restart Penalty was imposed on Payabusa all the same, and since it happened to be right outside of Thirdrema, it was to be for about twenty minutes. It’s not short, but it’s not too long either for the entire Kingdom Mayhem event. Either way, it’s rather too short considering the time to equip the equipment, think about countermeasures, and share his thoughts and give orders via a stream.

「For the time being, it would seem that the electric shock battle is a failure! And if that’s the case, I’m afraid that the only way for us right now is to set up a siege battle in earnest…… Ah, maybe it’s strategy time for the time being!」

Even if the Player like Payabusa dies in the game, it does not mean that Payabusa’s stream is coming to a halt. While laughing at the mirror that floats in front of him all the time, he started to voice out his thoughts to all the viewers out there. And those thoughts were the reflections…… No, the “shadows” that would become the important part of his streams.

(Alright then…… So, we should assume the “Incubation Period” of about two days, huh? It’s really amazing —- those people. It feels like we are playing completely different games here.)

New King’s Camp Blitzkrieg.

It was led by Payabusa, and it was followed by his watchers and listeners ───

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Sewers under Thirdrema.

There are three shadows that crawl through narrow waterways, the ones that were so small and narrow that even a dog would find it difficult to pass through.

「Apple Pie awaiting response. This is Butterscotch…… We have successfully infiltrated from route D together with Chocolate and Honey Toast. Kill Zero.」

Some very tasty-sounding names were being transmitted wirelessly, and a group of people was secretly approaching Thirdrema, sharing words from different locations remotely.

「This is Apple Pie. Arriving on Route B together with Donut, there are two guards stationed here…… Player, Kill. Over.」

「Ah, sorry, this is Eclair. I’m heading to Route B now with Ginger Ale and Fig, Route A is too dangerous, and the poison has been washed away down here as well.」

「This is Butterscotch. Hahaha, that sounds dangerous.」

Payabusa’s frontal assault was not the only special operation that was carried out at that time.

「Understood, Eclair. Wait five minutes for Apple Pie and Donuts to take control.」

「Continued toEclair ~. What if you try to snipe them from around the entrance?」

「This is Donut. I have already tried it. It’s a slope approach, you can’t get your line of sight right. How about using a grenade to infiltrate?」

The important thing is that the group of Players led by the streamers will be wiped out. It is almost impossible to know exactly how many of them died, even if several or dozens of them were scattered without being able to cross the walls of Thirdrema.

「Eclair ~. Flashbang grenade should be just fine.」

「This is Apple Pie. I’m ready to throw at any moment, so come on. Over.」

「Echo, understood. One minute left…… Oh, I made a mistake, Eclair.」

For example…… Yes, what if about ten people had left the group that attacked Thirdrema and went their separate way?

There is no discipline in the New King’s Camp, but the group of players led by Payabusa were just a front. Because of the flashy death of that group, and because of the flashy way in which the defenders of Thirdrema decided to deal with them, it created a small gap for infiltration before anyone was even able to realize it.

「This is Fig. I just feel a little alienated because of my name.」

「This is chocolate. Because you hated the idea of being called Fried Chicken or French Fries.」

「Everyone has a sweet name, but I’m the only one who’s salty. I’m categorically rejecting it!」

「Wow, Eclair joins in~.」

No one has even noticed a momentary flash of light and two gunshots in a corner of the Thirdrema’s sewer. Because the ammunition that was accurately struck on the forehead killed the guards without giving them any time to resist.

「This is Apple Pie, the suppression is completed. Over.」

「This is Butterscotch. Isn’t it way too early?」

「This is Apple Pie. Eclair dashed non-stop, so I immediately threw a flashbang and finished them off. Over.」

「This is Eclair ~. If you are facing two people, if you can make them blind for about one second, that is all that you need.」

「Hmm.This is Apple Pie. Infiltrate from Route B with Donut, Eclair, Ginger Ale and Fig. Over.」

「This is Honey Toast. I’m so hungry! Please, stop with the names already!」

「This is Donut. After this, let’s log out…… and then we’ll go and buy some cola.」

By the time the RPA members, who are the actual brains of the Thirdrema camp, noticed the fact that “By the way, I haven’t seen the guys from GUN! GUN! Mercenary Corps anywhere!”

By the time it became clear that an RPA member watching the underground waterway was killed by a surprise shot.

「Alright then, my sweet people. Now it’s time to hold your breath and hide…… See you again on “Festival Day”…… Apple Pie. Out.

「Oh, that’s right, there’s a Financier. Eclair, Out ~」

「Fig here…… Hey, so was there any special meaning in naming our characters that way?

Infiltrating troops armed with firearms were scattered all over Thirdrema to complete their hiding operation.