The brave man who runs a hotel in an RPG

When I saw the faces of those four people clearly, I really wanted to turn away as if I had never met them face to face, and then go back to the hotel and sleep with my head covered. Maybe the world will be restored when I wake up?

I subconsciously looked at Kane's reaction, and saw that he opened his eyes wide in disbelief, and I believe he had the same thought as me, while Wensania pointed at the person opposite with her trembling fingers, as if she was about to say something. scream.

"Sullivan!"

Windsania's mouth moved, and she finally called out.

This name sounded a little familiar to me, and it took me a long time to realize that it was the name Winsania gave her masculine posture.

——I think her mind is getting duller and duller because she has installed too many unnecessary things like this.

Windsania's yelling successfully attracted the other party's attention. The four of them were facing us sideways, but now they turned around together so that we can see more clearly. The female warrior at the head is wearing the same style as the one I am wearing. Wearing a soldier uniform, her long chestnut hair was draped softly behind her back. She didn't seem to be surprised by our appearance at all. Instead, she enthusiastically tugged the sleeves of the male magician beside her and looked at us and muttered, "Hey, Roy, how soon did they come?" so fast."

The magician named Roy looked at the pulled sleeves a little helplessly, and nodded slightly.

I got a little annoyed when I saw this scene.

Except for the light blue hair color, this Roy is no different from Kane in terms of appearance or his shy expression. His robes and the "Light of Ilta" in his hand seem to be modeled after Kane. The same as carved out of the mold.

Counterfeit, counterfeit, imitator.I cursed inwardly.

Even more infuriating is that there are four other similar imitators.

The chestnut-haired female warrior is a replica of me who drank sex-changing potions. The blue-haired elf hunter next to her is like Wensania's sex change. The gray cloth thief who is half a meter away from the others thought he was Dieter himself changed his taste.

I imagined a possibility a long time ago. If there is another me in the world, it is absolutely impossible for me to get along with him peacefully. People with similar personalities cannot get too close, let alone exactly the same.The current situation is like this, the eight of us are in a stalemate with each other, and no one talks to the "other self", and the emotions called "hostility" and "vigilance" are swaying in the meantime.

I tried to call the guide, and such an unthinkable thing happened, but his answer was still the same. A few fixed words were worse than the lowest level of artificial intelligence, maybe I would never be able to wake up the real him.

A few dark dots suddenly bloomed on the ground, and then the wind at the feet also picked up, the sky became gloomy at a visible speed, and soon there were continuous raindrops from the dark clouds.

The four people on the opposite side stopped looking at us, turned around and stepped into the elemental gate of the Water Cave one after another. Kane, I and the others looked at each other a few times, and followed behind before the rain intensified.

As soon as I entered the realm of the water cave, I was shivered by the cold temperature and evil wind inside, and the cold air was poured directly to the apex of my heart.

While listening to the sound of water dripping to the ground, we continued to look at the other four "uninvited guests" who came in first. Trouble flashed in the eyes of the female soldier, and she rubbed her hair a few times. She straightened her out a few times, and I couldn't help but go to see Kane again. If I were a woman, our way of getting along would probably be similar to theirs.

With what Melodie said as a vaccination, I also guessed the origin of these four "clone bodies". Come up with an improved version to motivate us?

Thinking about it this way, I looked at the past more and more unkindly. Anyone who has a long-lost twin would not feel very comfortable. This means that my position and the resources I should enjoy are threatened. Both my wealth and mine may be taken away by the other party, especially that Roy. I can tolerate one more me in the world, but I cannot tolerate one more nondescript guy imitating Kane in the world.

And even our way of getting along has to be copied, should we say that the Creator is too careful or what?I was really disgusted. These four people made me feel worse than when Ibis came to check the water meter. They were just counterfeit products, and they dared to imitate the genuine products and put on a serious posture. It is to teach people to respond.

It seemed that my fake didn't like us either, she played with the saber around her waist for a while, stepped on her boots and walked over and said, "I didn't want to do such troublesome things as self-introduction, in order to enter the branch competition earlier Let’s make a sacrifice for now. I’m Grace, the ‘alternate protagonist’ of this game. I was summoned by the so-called Creator as the mirror image of the original protagonist Alsis. The Roy next to you is the mirror image of Kane on your side. The other two One is Elliott and the other is Wayne. Elliott corresponds to Windsania on your side, and Wayne corresponds to Dieter on your side. Don’t ask how much we know, what you know is us You know, what you have experienced we have also 'experienced', you can understand that we have transplanted your memories."

Gloris speaks in the same tone as me, but no matter how similar they are, this does not erase their essence as mirror images.I more or less have a hunch that these few drops of fresh blood created by the Creator are not really intended to replace us. He wants to stimulate us to be obedient, and threatens that without us, he has a replacement hero to help him complete the plot. We are not obedient. The end result is that he will come up with four clone competitors to hinder us.

The behavior of the Creator is ridiculous, not to mention childish.However, he is the Creator whose every move affects this world. Even though I don’t know the rules of the branch competition that Gloris mentioned, if we really lose to these four people and the Creator will destroy us, I will not at all Questioned.

"What is a branch scramble?"

Kane has a serious personality, and he is always the first to notice such critical issues.

Elliott, the mirror image of Windsania, answered this question. He smiled harmlessly against his indiscernible facial features and said: "Alsis is so stupid, it means literally, you don't wonder why he ran away?" Didn’t you run around and trigger this side mission? Because we preempted it, your guide jumped to our place, it’s really convenient to do missions or something.”

"What did you say?!" Windsania hurriedly took a step forward. She wanted to take a few more steps, but Dieter stopped her unexpectedly.

Elliott said with a smile and raised his voice: "I said, your original guide is now here with us, and is guiding us to do this task called 'Light and Darkness', and the ones working on your side are the lowest npc."

Even though I guessed this, I was still quite surprised to hear Elliott reveal the answer. All the changes showed that I, the protagonist, had "fallen out of favor" from the Creator. Kane and the others were implicated because of this, and the Creator took back some of my privileges. And create a mirror image to hold me empty.

——Of course, I didn’t feel sad at all when I parted from my guide. It’s a great thing to be separated from him, and it’s easy to say goodbye early.

"We have an advantage over you," Elliott said frankly.

"The Creator has abandoned you." Grace took Elliet's words as if singing in harmony.

Windsania clenched her fists tightly, her body stretched into a straight, crooked line. If Dieter hadn't held her back, she might have rushed forward and dragged Elliott and Gloris to a violent beating.

"You don't want to be so complacent!" She said aggressively, "You are just our clones. Don't even think about challenging the main body. If you are complacent about taking away the branches with the help of the guide, it shows your strength. Even if you are the final winner of the ghost competition, don’t you think you are honored to win?”

Elliott stared at the same face as her own, made a Winsania-like grimace and said, "Oh, you mean to say that you are the most orthodox protagonists and supporting roles, and we are nothing, right? ?” He withdrew his tongue and cleared his throat to continue, “Unfortunately, Alsis is not the real protagonist at all, which is one of the reasons why the Creator summoned us to replace him. There is another person who should be the protagonist. We didn't find the original candidate, so we just caught up temporarily, otherwise, how could the Creator choose someone who resists the crusade against the Demon King as the protagonist. Besides, although we are mirror images, our abilities are improved compared to yours, Gloris, let us Alsis, let's see your strength."

As soon as Elliott finished speaking, Grace immediately pulled out the sword at her waist and slashed towards the cave wall in a very professional posture. At that moment, her movements seemed to coincide with those of Sandra who was in charge of training me. The blade made a sharp noise as it slashed into the stone wall. With a soft snort, Gloris moved her wrist and drew a standard square along the initial scratch. Then she retracted her hand nonchalantly, and a complete stone slab fell from the stone wall. It hit the ground and split into four or five pieces.

Gloris whistled and sheathed her sword, and kicked the wreckage of a stone slab to my feet as if to show off: "As the original protagonist, you seem to be a waste material who can't participate in the battle without props? Unfortunately, my Both my physical fitness and intrinsic attributes are perfectly suited to a fighter, and your former guide even praised me as a born berserker."

Deliberately using this way of fighting the five dregs to demonstrate, and get carried away with a little advantage... When did I have such a virtue?People of this level are not qualified to stand in the same place as Kane and the others, let alone take our place to fight against the Demon King.I have almost seen through the intention of the Creator.

After thinking about it, I asked with a half-smile: "Miss Gloris, do you really want to be the protagonist?"

Gloris crossed her arms: "Nonsense, who doesn't want to be one, and only you don't take this identity seriously. You are used to doing whatever you want, and you just take it for granted that you got it by your own ability." ?”

"Then I will return the original words to you."

I gave Kane a look and signaled them to follow me. They followed without any objection. When I walked around the four of Gloris and walked in front of them under their suspicious eyes, I said a word : "A great man named Alsis said that if you want to learn it, you should learn it thoroughly. I will give you a good demonstration of this side mission. You should seriously see what kind of talent is most suitable for the protagonist."

The position of the protagonist has never been selected by anyone.