Manuke FPS

ttle would increase the speed, and gear would change automatically.

I twisted the throttle, and together with the engine’s roar, still loud despite being suppressed by the muffler, I made a run for Miral Village on KLR250-D8.

“Uwaaahhh the feeeellll! Ohohohoho—-wa wa woaa!”

KLR250-D8 was running on the road as if tearing through the clear air of nature, but it was still quite bumpy even with the suspension working properly.
Moreover, as I got caught up in the moment and went full throttle, the speed gradually picked up and ended up at nearly 100 km per hour.
Going at such a speed without a helmet, and on a bumpy road to add, was really frightening.

Even after slowing down, I was still heading to Miral Village at a speed overwhelmingly fast compared to that of a wagon.
It took me only two hours to reach the village vicinity, and I overtook two wagons on the way.

Approaching from the back, I was mistaken for a demon, and while I passed the wagon with its hard-whipped horse, I caught a glimpse of the coachman’s dumbfounded expression from the side mirror.
But he couldn’t see my face, so it probably wouldn’t cause troubles even if we ran into each other in Miral.

The helmet could be equipped through character customization, but you could get various functions from the head goggles in VMB – that was why not many players wore helmet, and I also didn’t.
But I did wear the once-popular “Tactical Kevlar Mask”, a Jason mask with only eye holes that were used by Taiwan’s and Bolivia’s Special Force before… This extremely intimidating mask was bulletproof and could withstand 9mm FMJ bullets as well as magnum bullets.
In the real world, the eyes parts were empty, but in VMB, lenses similar to those of the head goggles were put in place, and so you could have the same functions as the goggles.
But the mask limited vision field, so less and less people were using it.
By the time I fell into this other world, it was hardly seen anywhere.

Miral Village could now be seen from the road.
I moved KLR25-D8 to a place where it wasn’t visible from the gate, then put it back in TSS’s Garage.
Vehicles could be repaired and fueled in the garage by consuming CP, so I let the bike be brought back to its perfect condition and walked into Miral in the twilight.

When I arrived at General Guild Branch Office of Miral Village, the person inside was… Mr.
Keith, if I was not mistaken: tall, short hair, with a gentle aura.
He was wearing leather armor, same as Remi and Ashley.
So it was standard for Guild’s investigators and personnel to have the same equipment as adventurers?

“Good afternoon.
Are you Mr.
Keith? I was asked by Remi to come here from Fort City Barga to take part in some work.”

“Oh, you helped Ashley before…”

“I’m Schwarz, D-rank adventurer.
I’m entrusted with this letter from Remi.”

I handed the letter I received at the General Guild to Mr.
Keith.
He immediately opened it and read the paper inside.

“I see… Thank you for your collaboration, Mr.
Schwarz.
First of all, please take a room at the village’s inn today, and please let the landlady know that accommodation fee will be taken care of by the General Guild.
To explain the situation simply, the mapping of Labyrinth of the Green Demon has been suspended for the time being.
We are currently working on subjugating the demons and sub-humans that are drawn to the Labyrinth’s vicinity.
I was told that the mapping should be for one person, maybe more if can be trusted, so I’ll bring two from the camp in front of the Labyrinth.
Please come here at 8 tomorrow morning, and we’ll head to the camp together.”

“Understood.
See you tomorrow morning.”

I left the General Guild and went to Miral’s only inn, “Creek Pavilion of the Clear Stream” and booked a room for one night.
The inn’s layout was similar to “White Flower of the Labyrinth”, with a dining hall on the first floor.
Was this the typical style of inns in this other world? It was exactly time for dinner, and so I had a meal in the dining hall.