Transmigrated as a Ghost

With the battle having come to an end, Marcus was finally able to process what had just occurred.

Yet, the more he thought about it, the less their encounter with the robot made even less sense.

'There is no doubt that this is a fantasy style world. Heck, when I agreed to be transmigrated here that was what I was told. So why the hell did a fucking robot just open fire on us with guns and rockets.'

Frankly this was something that was incomprehensible to Marcus, and for the first time he opened up his status and sent a message directly to the administrator.

Originally this line of communication had only been given to him so that he could contact the administrator if he located anymore of the contraband grimoires that had been smuggled onto Mirrion.

However, in this case he was frazzled enough to not consider any repercussions and was genuinely concerned that the clearly out of place robot might be an invader of some kind. He knew from the conversations he had had with the administrator that she had enemies out there on a similar level to her. Perhaps some powerful and baleful entity has sent this robot.

"Marcus, you okay?" Mrazivý asked to get his attention.

It was only after seeing her concerned expression and the stares from multiple members of the expedition squad that he realized he had been looking at his status window for too long. Making it seem like he had just been blankly staring off into space.

"Sorry, I was just thinking about something. What's going on?" Marcus asked, perplexed why so many people were looking at him.

"You're the one who warned us to take cover when that thing first attacked. Clearly you knew what that creature was and the dangers its strange weapon presented. This is the second time you seem to possess knowledge that none of the rest of us have." Adlamin, the second in command of Evette's party said.

His expression showed how suspicious he was of Marcus, and he had made it clear in the past that he did not appreciate Marcus' private meetings with Evette.

Nevertheless, he was not the only one that was showing apprehension towards Marcus. Several others also wanted an explanation for his recognition of obscure enemies that none of them had seen or heard of before.

Of course, Marcus wasn't actually the only one that knew about these strange entities that had never been seen before on Mirrion. Miguel likewise had knowledge about them since he also originally came from Earth. The difference was that Miguel always secured himself first and foremost. Thinking about the other members of the group afterwards, leading to Marcus always being the one to act first on the knowledge only the two of them possessed.

Still, Marcus had no intention of revealing his origins as a transmigrator. He had seen what became of the group of undead that secretly ran the Chelmer Resort.

They had been kidnapped by a group completely lacking in any morals and experimented on to be turned into weapons. 

And while Marcus did not believe that anyone in the expedition squad would do anything malicious with the information, he did not want it spreading to parties that would. There was no reason to invite trouble in the future.

"I am sure that we all have things that we want to keep hidden. I have seen these types of beings before. End of story." Marcus said, taking on a harsh tone.

However, this did not sit right with Adlamin, and the elvish man continued to push Marcus and bring his trustworthiness into question.

"That is enough, Adlamin! This is not the place for us to be fighting amongst each other. I personally trust Marcus wholly. If you cannot accept my decision, then you are not fit to be a member of my party." Evette said forcefully.

Naturally, she came to Marcus' defense. The two of them had revealed their similar origins to each other and built a bond of trust between them. They may not have known each other for long, but Evette thought of Marcus as a friend she could confide in.

Adlamin looked like he wanted to protest, but he was too afraid to be chastised any further and could tell that Evette was serious about ejecting him from her party.

For this reason he backed off, but his resentment and jealousy towards Marcus only intensified as a result. He could not understand why Evette showed him such respect and treated him differently than anyone else.

"I have to agree with Evette. No need to push him when his insights have helped us out every time. Just cause he knows some things none of the rest of us do doesn't make him a threat." Fianna said, coming to Marcus' defense.

As expected Mrazivý spoke up to protect Marcus as well, and Cassius joined in to make it clear that all of the leaders were on the same page. After being attacked by a powerful unknown entity in a hostile environment, there was no room for discontent.

Once things calmed down, the expedition squad began collectively discussing what they would do next. In front of them was a hundred seventy-seven-meter-tall wall that was guarded by powerful enemies. So far only one robot had shown itself, but that could easily change at any moment.

Eventually they came to the conclusion to climb the wall, but a creative solution was needed to do so.

It only took a single glance to tell that the wall was completely sheer and impossible to normally climb. 

Luckily, they had a member who could adhere to almost any surface and climb up it without difficulty.

With her spidery legs, Fianna latched onto the wall and swiftly skittered up to the top.

When she arrived, she lowered a rope ladder down that everyone else could use to ascend the wall.

Quickly the members of the expedition squad began to climb up, but not before Miguel shouted out a warning.

"More robots are coming!"