How to Survive as a Player Chapter 197

#197

“Okay, so be careful. “Please tell this to Yoon Je-ha and our heroes.”

[Don’t worry. Everyone is so looking forward to meeting you, haha.]

Fan’s laughter didn’t feel the same as before. It was the kind of smile that was used to hide anxiety. Sehyeon listened to his words, and after a while, she answered in a whisper and ended the communication. The magic stone ring that had been lit went off as if it were dead as soon as the communication ended.

The world felt quiet. Even in the barracks under the black night, one by one they were turning off the lights and going to bed. The fading light increased the darkness.

This was the world of the dead. It was a place I would never see again if I went back. And Se-hyeon, who was only a visitor, might end his life here.

Can I go back? Even though he didn’t do anything, she wasn’t confident. The hand in the sky was huge, and there was no guessing in what form the destruction would unfold.

I don’t want to sacrifice anyone, but I was afraid that it would become my greed. If only I had been a little stronger, much less if I had completed the elemental fusion properly, such regrets suddenly surfaced.

For a moment, out of her dizzy thoughts, Sehyun felt a warm hand enter her hand. When I looked in shock, I saw Muan with his head down.

“Muan… ?”

Muan did not open his mouth easily. No, she even pursed her lips again. She seemed to be suppressing her emotions.

“… Rod, I… .”

“okay.”

Muan’s eyes, filled with ferocity, closed tightly. When Mu An was at night, he couldn’t control his emotions. He was possessed by a desire for destruction that followed him like a leech, and his murderous nature became intense. It was no wonder that the emotions he had suppressed during the day burst out.

“I am… “I hope Rod doesn’t get sick.”

“Muan, I’m not sick.”

“You’re heartbroken.”

If Muan is referring to ‘anxiety’, then yes. That was true to some extent. If Muan, who was duller than anyone else, could feel it, it meant that the energy was quite uneasy.

“Lord, I… Originally, I was an insignificant child. I have the qualities of a wizard, but it’s worse than nothing, so I had to grow up getting beaten all the time… In the process, he always had to suppress his emotions. Even as hatred grows in his heart and becomes evil and takes root… “I was still a child of inferior talent.”

This was the first time Muan told his story. Even when checking his trustworthiness, Mu Ahn asked many questions about Sehyun, not about himself. Although he sometimes asked how he could get along with others, he never tried to become friends with others.

Sehyeon thought it was a personal tendency, so rather than pushing her to mingle with others, she first provided Muan with a comfortable space. And he watched with interest, waiting for him to change his mind.

“Even after meeting Rod, I was an insignificant person. There has never been a king who likes me, a talentless and petty person… Rodman was different.”

Muan was a person with qualifications but no talent. A wizard cannot survive based on qualifications alone, so from the day he was sentenced to become a wizard, Muan had to work hard to live up to his family’s expectations.

I woke up with nosebleeds for two hours a day, read papers, studied magic, and implemented magic by consuming mana to the point of mental breakdown.

That was the path the family and his parents wanted, and it was their responsibility.

However, in the end, I had to become frustrated because I could not follow the footsteps of others, and all I gained in the process was hatred, malice, and a rotten heart.

The day Muan died was the day his family turned against him. It was also the day when he suffered from mana side effects and vomited blood and cried out for help. No one came, no one helped Muan. Muan’s vitality was extinguished that day, alone.

And when he opened his eyes again, Muan was reborn with his inferior talents intact.

There was no king who favored those with inferior abilities. Mu An was always in the background, and he was never chosen to be raised. He was Muan, a mediocre vassal who was always mixed up in the discarded group.

I met Sehyeon when my hatred and doubts about life reached their peak. That time when I was lost and wandering in her familiar exterior.

It was also the first time I learned what ‘understanding’ meant. From then on, a small hand was extended to Muan, who bowed his head. The hand did not let Muan blame himself, and did not criticize him for being ugly like other kings.

They accepted and understood Muan as he was.

“I am… . I was grateful that Lord mutated our species. No matter what anyone says, I like my current race, and I like who I am now. It’s thanks to Rod that I was able to become this strong. If it wasn’t for Rod… “I would never have been saved.”

The reason Muan was able to become a hero in the shortest possible time was after his species was mutated. Since the day they became the Black Heavenly Tribe from the Heavenly Gold Tribe, the overall abilities of the vassals have increased significantly. Among them, those who rose to overwhelming heights were Ruhak and Muan.

Because he absorbed more of the black attribute than anyone else.

Among them, Muan was a vassal who grew by sublimating his hatred into black magic.

“For the first time my hatred… thanked. Because I think it can be of help to Rod… Because Rod told me that even this hatred was mine, this ugly heart became my strength. That’s why I became stronger than anyone else.”

Muan liked himself for having changed races, and was grateful that his hatred had returned as strength. He was filled with joy at the thought that he, too, could become Rod’s strength.

“therefore… I hope Rodman doesn’t get sick. I hope he doesn’t have it as hard as me. Do not store it. Don’t be anxious either. We will take care of everything. we… “I will overcome everything.”

we. Mu An, who always spoke of being alone, now had the word ‘together’ in her mouth. It was a lot of progress.

Muan’s long speech came to an end. Her beautiful eyes were tinged with sadness. The words were so long and deep that I wondered if she had ever said this much before.

“It’s just for a little while… for a moment.”

Sehyun reached under Muan’s hat. Muan, with sad eyes, slowly approached and placed his cheek in Sehyeon’s hand.

“When you are having a hard time, please tell us. Whatever it is, we can do it all.”

When seeing such blind devotion, Sehyun was left speechless. At times, these words felt burdensome.

“There’s nothing but loads. Someone who can save us… Now all I have is Rod.”

Still, I had no choice but to accept it. Every time she heard these words she felt like crying. Euncheong, Ruhak, and the others all hoped and believed that Sehyeon would be the last.

And Sehyun wanted to accept it that way too.

“… okay.”

Sehyeon wiped the tears from her sad eyes and hugged Muan tightly. For now, this was the only answer Sehyun could give.

***

Shoot ah-

A deep blue panorama reaching the end of your vision. Sehyeon checked the water level of the huge dam with mist spraying on the fortress wall. The dam was located on the left side of the devastated battlefield. Unlike its scale, which seemed to swallow the castle, the depth of water contained in the dam was extremely shallow. So much so that I wonder if it is at most 1 meter.

What Sehyun heard last night was water flowing through one side of the broken dam. However, perhaps because the dam was too high, the flowing water resembled a waterfall. The sound of water falling downhill was enough to echo like an echo.

Sehyeon looked at it for a long time in the panoramic view of the rising sun. I woke up early in the morning to see what was going on, but in the current situation, the dam’s capacity that Fan had mentioned could not be reached even if it took several years.

“It looks like everything is over and coming.”

In the end, Sehyun had no choice but to turn away with a sigh. And he went that way to a well at the back of the fort, which was deserted. It was for washing.

“Rod, I will do it for you.”

“ah… “Then will you pour it on my head?”

“yes.”

As soon as Sehyeon arrived at the well, she folded her sleeves and collar as short as possible. Meanwhile, Euncheong, who had been drawing water, approached Sehyeon holding a canteen.

As soon as he placed his hand on the well and lowered his head, cool water poured down on Sehyeon’s head. After washing several times, until a puddle formed at his feet, Sehyun shook out his hair and raised his head.

“I think I’ll survive.”

After wiping the water dripping down her chin, Sehyeon sat on the edge of the well and looked up at the sky, taking a long breath.

Currently, Ruhak and Muan were away to inspect the Eastern Empire’s garrison across from the battlefield. The purpose was to find out the size and armament of the army there. Penn was also scouting the surrounding area to find out the defense status of the fortress and the surrounding terrain.

The hand of the giant monster covering the bright blue sky was now perfectly clear. The blunt fingertips bent toward the ground occasionally conveyed a strange ominous feeling. Even if it hit the ground like this, there would be no discomfort.

But not yet.

There was no contact with Baek Do-hyun yet. If the situation ended like this without Baek Do-hyun, there was no guarantee whether he would be able to get out of the tower. The exit that is created when you conquer a floor appears at the spot where you killed the boss.

The reset time for the conquered floor was approximately an hour after the raid was completed.

Regardless of whether there were people in the tower or not, the floor where the boss was conquered was always reset. Therefore, the attackers had to leave the tower within a set time.

If this time was no different from before, if Baek Do-hyeon could not find an exit when attacking this place, he should have been considered buried along with this place.

“… “You just have to avoid that.”

Sehyun’s eyes closed heavily with a sigh. The head that was endlessly looking at the sky gradually fell down. It was immediately after that that a low voice sounded behind me.

“Is that what you see?”