How to Survive as a Player Chapter 242

#242

“The efforts we made… “What has happened so far?”

[Come to your senses, Mr. Fan! Don’t die!]

The image of Sehyun desperately crying out for help was captured in a mirror splashed with rainwater. Some people looked at this eagerly, while others watched with despondency and despondency.

There were also those who turned their backs in sorrow, as if there was no need to see any more.

“… no. I could.”

Someone expressed hope in a trembling voice. I held my shaking hands together and looked up at the person in the mirror with a more desperate look than anyone else.

“It’s still early… . I can still do more. It’s still too early to give up. Everyone is trying so hard… What if we give up? What if we who do nothing give up first… !”

Yoo Si-woon, who had never raised his voice in front of people, shouted until his voice cracked for the first time. I looked at many people with tears welling up in my black eyes.

Yoo Si-un was that kind of person. He was once a devastated and needy person who was so depressed that he could not even look people in the eyes. He was quicker than anyone else to give up, and he hoped before anyone else that this world would disappear.

It was the same with Elix. To Yoo Si-un, Elix was nothing but a harsh and cruel place, a place where no matter where he went, he was a gutter.

It was different now. Something precious was created, a companion was created, and the desire to live was born in Yu Si-un. Yoo Si-un had too much to lose to give up now.

It was a change that never happened before. It was different from the time when I lived without being able to die. I wanted to live like a human being, enjoying peace with others, and furthermore, I wanted to live in repayment to those who had been kind to me.

Yu Si-un’s current feeling was that he wanted to live no matter what justification or reason he had.

“We decided to be together no matter what happens! Everyone, we decided to fight together… ! Just believe a little more. “Everyone hasn’t given up yet!”

“Would you want to give up on me?! They all don’t look like they’ve lost the world! Do your best! You keep saying hopeless things… !”

“No, wait a minute. “Just wait a moment.”

Someone raised a hand to silence the man who was yelling harshly with boiling eyes. The person who calmed the commotion was one of the kings of the empire belonging to the Chun Alliance.

The man was looking intently into the mirror. A faint hope appeared on her man’s face. Many people followed him and looked up at the mirror. At that moment, sighs erupted from everywhere.

None of the people in the mirror gave up or gave up. When a word rang out through the bustling movement, people saw unbending eyes.

[I can’t do this, Mr. Baek Do-hyun… .]

Those were not words of resignation or resignation.

[I have to go and get him myself. I will contact Mr. Fen’s mental world directly.]

Why don’t you give up like that? Everyone looked at me incomprehensibly, wondering why I was holding on to hope so desperately. It was a fire that would go out when the wind blew.

The smell of death emanating from the face of the pale blue fan, as if he was about to die, was vivid. There was no sign of survival whatsoever.

And yet, even though their breathing was so faint, those in the mirror did not give up. Some people tore their clothes and bandaged the wounds, while others leaned over to block the rain.

Then, he picked up his weapon and prepared to fight against the monsters that were rising up and surrounding him. Everyone tried to protect Fan, who might die at any moment, and fought against his death.

It was hard to believe. Have you ever thought of saving someone’s life so desperately? Many people asked themselves this question, but their memories were vague. The only thing that came to mind was the countless resurrected vassals and the system window flickering before my eyes.

[Please, Baek Do-hyun. Please help me enter Mr. Fen’s mental world.]

[Correction of your reckless request-making habit. Because I’m annoyed.]

[Aren’t you going to do it anyway? And Kwak Jeong-han.]

[yes.]

[You probably know that there is no one here who is better at fighting than Mr. Kwak Jeong-han. Keep it no matter what. I will definitely bring you back.]

[Don’t worry. Just me and Mr. Aul are enough.]

The eyes I had forgotten were in the mirror. People watched their every move with trembling eyes. And when black smoke rose and wandered around, someone fell down next to the fan.

The person who fell unconscious was a man with blonde hair. Lord of the Black Empire, Do Se-hyeon.

From then on, the struggle to protect the two defenseless fallen men began.

***

When Sehyeon opened his eyes, the world was in a distant sunset. Red light shimmered down on the hill overlooking the vast world. It was a quiet world. The place soaked in the sunset conveyed warmth as if comforting the tired mind and body.

Fan was sitting on a bench on a hill overlooking the sunset in the distance. The sight of his back looking at the evening scenery felt particularly lonely.

Sehyun walked across the plain and headed to a place where there was a bench. And he sat down next to him. An inexplicable loneliness hovered around me like the air. Sehyun took a deep breath of air and exhaled it.

“… “Why are you alone, Mr. Fen?”

“Just…” “I want to rest.”

Fen answered calmly. It was a tired voice. A sense of futility and danger flowed into me just by being around him.

A long wind passed by the blades of grass. A calmness, completely different from the struggle outside, remained in the space between us. Then, suddenly, Fan smiled and opened his mouth.

“When you were trapped in the tower… .”

“yes.”

“I’m telling you now, but the truth is, I knew that Sadal would happen. “My archduke said it must be so.”

Sehyun just listened quietly. As if he were about to go on a long journey, he told us what had happened so far.

“In fact, I also overlooked the sacrifices of many people. Giving justification to the word ‘representative’… “I did something terrible.”

What would you say if I told you that I knew? Sehyun focused her gaze on her toes for a moment. He had a lot to say, but as soon as he heard Fan’s voice, it was as if his mouth was stuck and no words came out.

Sehyun already knew what Fan said. Players were involved in all the events, and most of them occurred under the pretext of the Archduke’s dream. What happened within the archduke’s interests and interests obscured the standards for what was right.

“You’re good at acting Nolan.”

“Haha, I’m pretty confident when it comes to acting. “I’ve been living in a place where I don’t know what’s inside, so I don’t think I can use it until I’ve done even that much.”

“… So are you tired now?”

Instead of answering, Fan raised his gaze. I took a long breath as if shaking everything off and looked up at the wide sky with boredom. The eyes slowly closed and opened, wandering in the sky for a while as if searching for something.

I couldn’t guess what he was looking at. Is it past, present, or future?

But after a while, Fan brought out memories of the old days. Memories that are so special that it’s a shame to even bring them out. Only at the end did he open it.

“… “There was a day when I became a father for the first time.”

The voice, calm and quiet, opened the conversation.

“It was also the first day I realized how small the child was. It was so small that it was scary. That little thing is holding my hand tightly, breathing to survive… I had intense emotions that I had never experienced before. That I have a daughter… “It was almost unbelievable.”

Fan looked like he wasn’t sure if he was laughing or crying. The emotions that made me cry were vivid once again.

“It was a daunting life like I’ve never had before. Of course, there were many difficult times. Because it was a time when I was raising a child alone. And yet, how did he grow up so bravely and beautifully? “Looking back, I think I was relying on my child a lot.”

All his words returned to past tense. He couldn’t bear to ask. There was a hint of regret in his blue eyes as he looked at the sunset, so I couldn’t believe it would end well.

As expected, Sehyun’s prediction was not wrong. After a long pause, Fan opened his mouth with difficulty, as if bringing out a buried story.

“If I were alive, I would have done it by now… “He must have been around Lee Jae-young.”

It was a voice filled with tears. Sehyeon bowed his head at those words. His thoughts were conveyed moment by moment like a panorama. Maybe it was because this was his mental world, but the emotions that touched him made my skin tingle.

Most of the thoughts that passed by countless times were about the wounds he had experienced. When he was 5 years old, he had a car accident that skidded on his eyesight. The only thing that survived was the fan. Fan, who survived after losing both legs, was given a prosthetic leg, and from then on, he began to experience pain.

The phrase ‘my knees hurt’, which Fan had jokingly said, was his pain that reflected reality. His miserable pain and frustration returned as an afterimage.

I thought that perhaps those who were chosen for Elix might have something in common.

I wonder if people came here because their emptiness was deep, or because they had lost something too big and were losing their weight in sadness. It wasn’t an illusion. Kwak Jeong-han was like that, Fan was like that, and Se-hyeon was like that.

That’s why I knew how scary it was to comfort an immeasurable wound. Because no words can comfort me.

“The creation of the airship… It was to remember the child. The child really liked the sky. She wanted a lot of airplanes. She always begged me to ride her horse. She liked heights. She says so much. Is that why you went to such a high place? .”

“… so… Do you want to follow me?”