Clearing the Game at the End of the World Chapter 202

Chapter. 11. Wizard’s Wizard (20)

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At first I thought I was a little nervous.

A margrave is someone who is recognized by the empire and wields omnipotent power over his own territory.

I thought my body was stiff because I wasn’t going to meet such a great nobleman for something good. Still, it didn’t feel like much yet, but I was able to chat with Lucilla and maintain the concept in front of the butler.

thud.

It starts with a light half beat. That’s why, if you hit her chest hard, the impact makes a sound inside. So, the feeling that the air inside comes out about half a breath.

“These are portraits of past family heads, starting with the first head from the left. As it is a family of founding contributors, its history is the same as the age of the empire…”

Step by step. Step by step. Step by step. Step by step.

As you follow the butler’s guidance through the castle, the strange sound becomes clearer as you enter.

At that point, I realized that it wasn’t just my mood.

So my next thought was whether this was also an effect of becoming an NPC.

article. A creature that has pushed itself to the point of making its own data independent in the world of this game, becoming independent and completing a personal microcosm within the universe called GG.

As there were a lot of monsters gathered around the world using the mana of high-ranking knights as a substance, I felt their momentum as a strange reality as an NPC in a game, and I thought I was suffocating from the pressure.

thud. thud. thud.

The closer I got to the living room, the more my head became dizzy, the shock pounding in my chest was such that I had to hold my breath and try not to show my panting, and the strange thirst that was squeezing my insides, Lucilla’s voice chattering with message magic, and the family’s The deacon’s voice explaining the history sounded like an echo heard from far away. I felt like if I opened her mouth, she would spit out the breath I received like an animal, so I had to grit my teeth and remain silent.

Pressure? well. It was pressure. It is also true that it is an effect of becoming an NPC.

But it wasn’t even because of the article. The closer I got to the reception room where the lord was waiting, the more I could feel that the pressure that was filling my five organs and six organs so much that it felt like it was going to burst through my skin was making me happy. okay. This is joy. When a traveler in the desert discovers an oasis. The kind of joy that comes from biological instinct when a person hanging from a cliff finally lies down on the top and looks up at the sky.

Thump thump thump thump thump thump thump!

The identity of the strange sound was my heart. Doing your best, like someone rushing towards the end of life. An engine that spurts hot blood into the brain as if it were burning, and with a single pulse causes the aorta to the capillaries to swell to the point where they can be seen from the outside.

Only then did I know. My body was already preparing for battle without me feeling it, as I was not yet used to being a game character with a sense of reality. My body, which had been growing into the shape I wanted and better suited for battle with each repetition of destruction and rebuilding, sensed something and began to warm up before my stupid brain could react.

“Well, Professor Hero of Light and Lady Rulilla Aedran!”

and. The moment the huge door of the living room opens on both sides and the air trapped inside pours out the door –

Rattling.

Mei profit-

Jeez. Jeez. Jeez.

….everything. It became quiet.

My heart, which had been racing wildly, became still and pumped out blood stickily, as if it had never been like that before.

My head, which seemed like it was going to explode from the heat, returned to a very clear state in an instant.

Suuuuup.

Haaaa.

I took a deep breath, as if savoring it, feeling as if even the air was flowing slowly.

The air was filled with moisture thanks to the freshly boiled soup. The scent of the food on top stimulates an empty stomach, and the smell of people mixed in with the stinging scent. The smell of sweat, hair oil, accumulated waste, and the cheap perfume sprayed to cover it up.

And, very faintly. Like the scent of fallen leaves in the autumn wind, it slightly passes the tip of your nose and disappears. However, it is a fishy scent that brings out an empty stomach that seems to have turned my body inside and out.

It was only then that I fully understood it. Oh, I haven’t consumed mute’s blood even once since I was in this state. Crossing the mountain range, I used up all my stored blood, and stayed like that for several days in a depleted state. Battles and forced marches were repeated.

Although the human body may have been well fed, the rest of the body powered by Mute’s blood was suffering from terrible hunger.

It’s just that I couldn’t feel it because it was a sensation I had never experienced before.

It’s also strange. Why did my reflection in the bronze goblet look like the monster in the photo lying in the administrative office was wearing a white priest’s robe?

“A hero of light… That’s strange. “I don’t remember inviting you?”

“Even if you don’t want dawn….”

The tongue spit out an answer appropriate to the situation, but all other organs did. Sight and smell. Every single hair on his skin stood up as he scanned the living room for prey.

‘A type that can mimic a human being. Insomnia Crab. Skin Crawler. Mute Doppler. Who is it? ‘Who is my prey?’

I pretended to lift the glass and looked at the surroundings reflected on the smooth surface.

A person who is not reflected in a mirror or smooth reflector. doesn’t exist. It’s not Doppler.

As we continued the conversation, we crossed out one by one.

‘Insomnia crab is also excluded. Unlike a wizard, a knight’s body cannot be completely controlled at the level of a crab. They see themselves as part of a weapon, so the moment they lose their sense of self, they will react violently.’

Then there is only one thing left. Once what I needed to find was confirmed, my senses were sharpened and I quickly looked at the head of the family and the knights.

‘….found.’

The beast inside his body roared in joy.

It’s not that I’ve lost my mind. Rather, his mind must have been several times clearer than usual. That’s because even in this half-crazy state, I was telling myself that I shouldn’t take out the church’s most powerful card called ‘heresy’ until I listened to the matriarch, responded, and found a clear target.

Of course, the wait is over now.

“Circumstances of heresy have been detected in the Vigilen territory. Bio, requesting cooperation in the investigation of the family and territory in accordance with the legitimate authority of the church.”

Quang!

“You’re arrogant… too much!”

Demikas gets up from his seat as soon as he declares heresy.

It’s really strange. The knights here have all trained their bodies to the limit, and thick tendons stick out from the backs of their hands and arms without even having to look for them.

Why does that guy named Demikas have skin as smooth as a mannequin? It’s like there’s another layer of skin underneath the skin.

If you think about it, even though the warrior is not in a political position, he is a person with so much religious authority that he can receive a robe with three gold threads just by saying something like this. It was strange that even though he had found out yesterday that he had entered the estate, there had been no invitation or greeting until now.

With fake sincerity, I came in search of a fake heresy, but as a true warrior, it was as if I had found the head of a real evil spirit.

[Hey, warrior? Are you okay? The expression is so… ugh….]

What is my expression? The moment I did that, I unconsciously felt that the corners of my mouth were tearing open, exposing all my white teeth.

‘okay. ‘I don’t feel too bad.’

Many thoughts ran through my head. The son of the family head. Although he is not the heir, he is the second son who plays a key role in the family’s affairs. Even if there is evidence of treason rather than heresy, the head of the family will block it for now. If I had waited a little longer here, I would have memorized the structure of the castle’s interior when I came in, so I would have come across it secretly at night, dipped it in holy oil, and pulled out the bare mute that was rooted in its nerves, or used Aldrich’s necromancy to extract its soul and ask for it. It would have been much easier if it had been set in front of the head of the family. However, unlike reason, his body had already declared heresy.

[Lucilla.]

[Yes, yes!]

[behind. right now.]

[….!]

Lucilla didn’t ask who she was hiding from.

‘It’s a monster’s body in a tall stone building.’

Suddenly, I remembered what happened in Tobrunn a long time ago and the story I had with Hyde.

[husks. You don’t know how to use your body? If I look at it from the inside, I will die of frustration.]

“Is that what you meant? Hyde.”

ah. Cool. I wish Hyde could see this. I wish she were by my side right now.

Fighting, wow!

The priest’s uniform, which was barely holding on, burst apart. The skin, which was fragile from birth, was torn, and the muscle fibers that had grown inside began to rush out.

Black leather settles over a body that is condensed with strong power, but is too weak to withstand the force. On top of the black, shiny surface that seemed to be a mixture of reptile scales and insect shells, the blood that had burst had seeped into it and was growing into red armor in the empty parts.

Just, tap!

Effect of the passive skill [Pain Reduction]. When I treated it as a game, it was just a skill that reduced the pain of my whole body breaking and exploding.

[Pain Reduction (Medium): You have experienced countless pains and have succeeded in completely embodying them. Some of the pain suffered by the player is alleviated.]

By experiencing pain and embodying it, the pain was reduced. If we respond by saying that it is not a game effect but something that happened to a real person, this does not simply mean that the feeling has diminished.

‘This… means that my nerves are completely gone…!’

My chin trembled and my densely grown fangs clicked together due to the excitement that felt like my brain was being fried with electricity.

The last remaining member of the opposite s*x expressed his concern.

‘If this is the case, it’s right to think it through before moving on. yes? Hyde. Are you listening? ‘I haven’t completely turned into a monster, have I?’

As I truly went through the process of a human becoming a monster, I felt a real-time sense of my ego being distorted as reason was replaced by instinct. Losing one’s humanity. The fear of my body becoming like that, and the human part disappearing and deteriorating as I have only memories that remain as data.

However, that fear soon disappeared like dust, pushed by the endlessly rising excitement.

‘Rather, this would be a natural thing. My body on the outside has already been completed into type 3. Doesn’t turning into a monster mean that you’re getting closer to those lost memories? Maybe it could be said that the archetype of my memory, which is close to a vegetable state, influenced the character and made me like this.’

The smell of blood. Fishy and fragrant. The rich scent of life that has continued my life from that moment five years ago until now.

At the moment of taking a deep breath for the last time, the monster’s closed, slitted eyes opened.

With the help of the system, a body was created by embodying all the combat information provided by GG, which in reality had only skimmed the surface of memories hidden behind the veil of the system.

Sreung.

“…I heard that beyond the mountains, there has been a long war with bizarre monsters. At least the fanatics who created this don’t seem to be in a position to tell others.”

“Grrrrrrrrr. Alessio Vigilen. According to the laws of the denomination…. only one appeal is recommended. As of current time. The Professor, the Warrior of Light, declared that the son of the Vigilen family had been tainted by heresy. Did you know that Demikas Vigilen, under his command, had become the head of the evil god?”

Quang!

“father! You don’t have to listen to that monster! “Isn’t it obvious which one you will believe: your blood relatives who have been together for half your life or the words of that monster who is not even human?”

“Demikas is right! Since when did the knights of Vigilen talk to monsters! “Matriarch, cut that monster’s head right now-”

Sugaak!

“quietly.”

The table was cut as smoothly as a mirror by the head of the family’s sword. A knight who completely blocked the territory from which undead and demonic beasts endlessly flocked, and a refined auror who was completely capable of controlling those knights.

The matriarch, who had cleared away most of the obstacles blocking her path with a single move, stared into the monster’s eyes with eyes that did not waver even an inch.

“Demikas… was a talented and outstanding child. He was a guy who knew how to use his sense of inferiority toward his older brother as a driving force to move forward. When the guy who ran away came back after hearing that a monster he had never seen before had appeared in the mountains. I thought his unusual behavior was just a struggle to overcome his feelings of inferiority to his older brother…”

Even though the priest in white robes had turned into a monster so large that it touched the ceiling of the living room right before his eyes, the matriarch’s eyes captured a calm light without wavering.

As if he had read something in the professor’s eyes, he frowned with resignation and determination in his eyes.

“Vigilen is the guardian of the empire. “Not a single enemy has ever passed through this place…”

“father! That’s me! My name is Demikas Vigilen! “My father personally held the sword, and we fought against the monsters in the mountains together – keaaaaaa!”

Suddenly-

There was no small preliminary movement or hesitation. The moment the tip of the sword, which was pointing downward, was moved to the side, Demikas’ forearm was cut off by the blade swung without even a sound cutting through the wind.

“Kaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa half uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu are are?

The matriarch watched motionlessly at what looked like a bloody cloth covered in what looked like tree roots writhing out of the cross section of the severed arm.

“….priest. “Does the church treat that…?”

“We remove the skin, remove the evil, and purify the body tainted by evil with fire.”

“…There is a cemetery behind the castle where members of the Vigilen family are buried for generations. My place too. “There is a place for my son, but…”

“Keeeeek! Father- Father J- How, how are you-”

Wow!

“I guess we’ll have to leave one seat empty. “You can’t bury something like that next to your wife.”

With a firm mouth, the head of the house cut off the head of what was Demikas with a single sword.

“The Vigilen family dealt with heretics who were their blood relatives with their own hands. Will you accept the appeal? priest.”

The Margrave pauses for a moment as if emotionally aroused, and then opens his mouth in a cold, seething voice.

The professor was more interested in Mute’s blood flowing down the floor and down his toes, but he wasn’t anxious.

A death note left behind when something inside Demikas dies. The moment that strangely piercing sound rang out, his senses were filled with yet another prey.

The monster, greedy for the blood of monsters, exposed its fangs as it savored the blood flowing from its toes.

“Some of it. “I accept it.”

“…Partially. “Is it not enough for me to cut off my son’s head with my own hands?”

“Grrr. The family’s innocence was proven. However, it is difficult to claim the innocence of the entire territory. It’s not enough. Knight Demikas was in charge of the castle wall guards and patrols. Margrave. “After his son became strange, how many soldiers went in and out of the mountains with Demikas?”

“….Damn.”

The moment when the Margrave’s composure was finally broken and swear words flowed from his mouth.

Quang!

“Go, matriarch! It’s an emergency! Suddenly, the soldiers guarding the castle walls turn into monsters and start massacring citizens – hehe! “It’s a monster!”

As if to prove the matriarch’s confidence, a soldier burst through the door out of breath.

A month later, the head of the family ran to the terrace and saw flames and people being slaughtered.

Quad deuk. Cheer up!

A monster broke through the narrow glass door and stood next to him.

“Are you going?”

“If we want to save the rest. “Isn’t it a warrior’s job to kill those who are already late?”

“…an abomination. “Wipe the drool from the corner of your mouth before talking.”

The monster wiped the corner of its mouth with the back of its hand. Before you know it, the saliva is already thick and overflowing. It wasn’t enough. A small skin crawler. Just one isn’t enough!

Morally, as a hero, and as a player, I created a situation where I could rush in and kill them all. Now is a moment where you can fully enjoy it.

“Grrr. Bring the survivors into the inner room. Watch to see if there are any mutes hiding among them.”

“etc. “Any help?”

“…I recommend not looking in the direction where I am.”

Tuhwaak!

With those words, the monster, having completed all necessary preparations, flew towards the city.

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fantasy,