Chapter 107 – 107. Night of the Monsters
“Wow, look at this. “Do you think this would suit you?”
“Wouldn’t this suit you better?”
The mask festival I proposed on Artist’s Day was actually an event taken from Halloween, which everyone in the world would have known before.
There was a reason I chose this, but I had no intention of participating.
But when the time came, Claren City Hall said they had prepared clothes for me, so they brought several sets.
I wondered how they knew the size, but the clothes they sent me were also a sight to behold.
“Butler clothes tend to be a bit boring.”
“why. “I think it’s a good combination for me.”
In the hotel restaurant, Illuania is holding up a slightly revealing butler’s uniform and squinting.
Finden Eye was recommending it, saying it went well with the maid’s uniform she was wearing, but Illuania didn’t seem to like it very much.
No, not in the first place.
“I have no intention of participating.”
I had work to do, but I didn’t really want to go to the extent of cosplay. There is no need for me to participate in a festival for artists.
“no way! “You should do it!”
“Where are you getting out by yourself?”
However, Illuania and Findenai attack right away. The two of you already bought clothes, thinking it would be fun.
Among the artists, there were people who not only prepared their own clothes, but also quickly made items to sell to others.
Although it wasn’t intentional, it naturally started to become active as the market was active.
Artists are no longer just painting or sculpting, but are now starting to think about commerciality as well.
Things are going better than I thought, which is why Mayor Claren sent me this gift.
Iluania got excited and grabbed the cloak she was wearing and spun around.
She was cosplaying as a vampire.
“I once heard a rumor about vampires. A body that never ages. “I have a yearning for something like that.”
Even though he simply had his hair slicked back and wore a cape, he definitely reminded me of a vampire.
Findenai was in her usual maid’s attire. She didn’t need to wear anything else; she could just wear what she always wore.
Actually, it’s strange that I usually wear clothes like this.
“I’m kind of embarrassed.”
“oh! “You’re cute!”
At that time, Owen came into the restaurant. At Iluania’s initiative, he dressed up as a woman, and it suited him very well.
Illuania’s makeup skills were put to good use, and she approached Owen, who was hesitant, and hugged him tightly.
“Has the owner tried something like that?”
“Don’t fuss.”
When I glared at him with a frown, Findeneye also shrugged his shoulders. She knew she had just crossed a line.
“Then what are you going to do? I sent you so many clothes, but just ignore them? “From what I heard, they will be participating in the festival opening ceremony.”
“… … .”
That was correct.
I was in charge of starting the event that started Artist’s Day, and it was something that I deliberately and half-forcedly won.
It was also the most important part of today’s event and the reason why I did this.
“But I have no intention of wearing ridiculous clothes.”
I didn’t want to make a fuss about cosplay, so I was about to go outside.
“… … .”
One of the well-organized clothes caught my eye. Even though I wonder why it’s here, it’s something I miss a lot.
Finden Eye, who was watching from the side, asked what was the problem.
“that? It’s a traditional costume worn in the East. “Is this your first time seeing me?”
“… … Yeah, I didn’t know.”
The coolness of the cloth that gently touches your hand spreads pleasantly throughout your body. The beauty of silk.
Although it is not exactly the same, the appearance that reminds me of hanbok catches my attention without realizing it.
A type of design that I thought would never be seen in this world.
Just that alone felt like it touched my heart. When you lose something you felt was natural and encounter it in an unintended situation.
There was more emotion than I expected.
“I will do this.”
* * *
The sun sets, and lights come on on the street.
The softly lit Artist’s Street was filled with people wearing strange yet attractive disguises.
Although it was their first unique event, everyone was enjoying being able to let go of their usual selves and become unique characters.
“Wow, hang out.”
“Is it really worth looking at?”
And the event venue that announces the start of the festival.
Behind them, Illuania and Findenai look at me and let out exclamations. Perhaps because it was something they did not normally wear, interest from the two people was high.
Among hanbok, if I were to be specific, it is mubok.
The costumes my grandmother, who was a shaman, wore were always so extravagant that it hurt my eyes and even made me feel slightly dizzy if I kept looking at them.
My grandmother said that you should dress extravagantly so that the dead and spirits can come to you without getting lost.
‘I guess it doesn’t really matter.’
What I am wearing now is a military uniform similar to that, but painted in black.
To be honest, it was an outfit I didn’t really like at the time.
It was a new feeling to wear it like this, and I also felt that it was a perfect outfit for what I was going to do today.
“Ego! Well, before we start this year’s Artist’s Day! Memorial Master who came up with such a groundbreaking idea! Deius Verdi is scheduled to perform on stage!”
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“It’s not just a stage! “They say they prepared a very special group performance that was nothing short of the highlight of the day!”
At that time, the host’s voice was heard from the stage. It was soon time for me to go.
Illuania approaches carefully and checks the clothes one last time.
“It might not be of much help, but I hope you don’t get too nervous. “You’re still cool enough.”
Iluania smiles. If she were a normal person, she would have been quite cheered by her words.
Unfortunately, I didn’t need it.
Because I wasn’t nervous at all.
I’m not trying to brag or anything, but I really wasn’t impressed at all. Because it wasn’t something I was doing anyway.
[I feel sorry for the people who support me.]
The dark spirit said something from the side. It’s not wrong, but I didn’t really answer.
Iluania patted my chest and smiled with satisfaction, saying it was neat.
Findeneye sees me off with a sly smile.
last.
Owen, who had unintentionally dressed up as a woman, is looking at me blankly.
I said I never thought I’d get to play, but I’ve been feeling a little dazed the past few days.
Despite the guide telling me that he should appear soon, I slowly turned around and approached Owen.
“What are you thinking?”
“… … “When the memorial master finishes playing, you plan to destroy all the monsters, right?”
Owen asks hesitantly. When I look at him in silence without answering, Owen bites his lip as if he is annoyed.
“I know it ended up like this because I couldn’t do it.”
“You were afraid of monsters.”
“that’s right. But at the same time, I felt pitiful. “Now I know why they exist and what they want, but I hate that it’s my lack of ability to let them go without being able to listen to them.”
Those words made me burst into laughter.
He slowly reached out his hand and gently stroked the boy’s head.
“After today, this night, all the monsters in Claren will disappear.”
“… … .”
“But don’t judge that the end will be as cruel as you think.”
“yes?”
I take my hand away from his head and tap his shoulder as he looks up at me, asking what I mean.
“Today is a festival. “When the sun rises and the festival ends, you will be smiling brightly.”
A memorial service! Deius Verdi enters!
“So learn, realize, and experience. Enjoy this time.”
I head up to the stage, as if surrounded by semi-contrived cheers and applause.
“Wow! “The memorial priest also wore clothes to commemorate today!”
“They say it was borrowed from the traditional costume of one of the eastern countries! “You look very cool!”
The hosts continued the flow quite easily, considering they had done this a number of times.
Because I requested this, the interview was kept as short as possible and now it is the final one.
“Then, since you are in charge of the opening ceremony of the festival today, may I ask you a favor?”
I grabbed the microphone that had been passed over and calmly opened my mouth.
“Today’s festival will be a very impressive time for you.”
It will probably be a time you will never forget for the rest of your life. It’s so shocking, bizarre, and scary.
And it will be just as exciting.
“No matter what happens, I hope you won’t be too surprised.”
The audience seemed a little nervous about my words. But without waiting for them to get ready, I headed to the piano placed in the very center of the stage.
I put my hands on the keyboard. In addition to the cool sensation, it was surprising that the sound seemed to jump out just by gently putting it on.
It was my first time sitting in front of a piano with the idea of playing it.
He takes out a black jewel wrapped in cloth from his pocket and places it where he puts the music notes so that no one can see it.
“Are you ready?”
When I asked, another ghost stayed with me.
Owen’s grandfather, Oster Baltani, nods with determination.
[I never thought I would be able to play with someone else’s hands after my death.]
“That was your wish and wish. Playing for my grandchildren one last time.”
[I just wanted to let my grandson know that playing is fun.]
“Okay, you do what you have to do.”
My hands and feet on the pedals are slowly starting to become numb.
A feeling I’ve already felt.
It was a partial possession in which only his hands and one foot were handed over to Auster, without giving up his entire body.
The hands gently press down on the keys. At the same time, a brilliant performance began to spread from my fingertips, as if I was playing music.
It was a mystical experience.
This scene, which could only be seen through countless years of skill and effort, was unfolding before my eyes.
I didn’t really like music, though.
The piano’s tone that unfolds in my hands is not confined in the prison of sheet music, but spreads out in all directions in infinite creativity and spreads it to others.
‘Impressive.’
An emotion that I can never give to anyone else in my life spreads from my fingertips.
The audience opened their mouths in admiration for my playing skills, and Owen, who had headed to the audience with Iluania and Findenai, was looking at me with an expression of disbelief.
He probably figured it out right away.
Now whose soul am I borrowing to continue this performance?
The quiet sound gradually begins to become more intense. The tone, which heightened the tension like a pouring shower, made even me enjoy the performance for a moment.
Not only that.
Did he recognize Auster’s playing?
Monsters begin to pour in from all over the city, filling the sky.
They tried to disappear while listening to Auster’s performance, as if they couldn’t miss this opportunity.
“Don’t be carelessly satisfied.”
I pour out mana towards those monsters with a wry smile.
The audience was shocked by the mana pouring out so clearly, and there were gasps and screams.
On my behalf, as I was unable to handle mana while playing, the dark spirit took my mana and began connecting it to the Remegeton.
The spirit stone emits bright light.
It materializes monsters.
“Aaaah!”
“Hey, what is that!”
“It’s a demonic beast! “It’s a demonic beast!”
The monsters that began to appear in people’s eyes. I screamed and tried to run away, but the host I had given a command to in advance quickly grabbed the microphone.
The host also seemed a bit surprised by the appearance of the monsters and began to blurt out words.
“This is an event prepared by the Monumental Master and his companions for this event! Hey, sorry for the confusion! “This is a performance by a professional performance team, so please take a seat so others can watch!”
Some people who were confused looked at it in disbelief or sat back down with a shocked expression.
People will understand that it is not a monster, but a performance team wearing a mask.
Since we have already deceived the eye through mana, we will recognize that the strange movements are due to mana.
[This is really crazy. Making these monsters visible to people.]
I chuckle at Auster’s words as he continues playing.
“About a day.”
The monsters were also confused, as if they realized they were being seen by people, but I didn’t stop.
“I thought it wouldn’t be a bad idea to give up the city to monsters for just one day.”
So they made people wear masks.
They held a festival with a strange and unique disguise.
They enjoy the day to the fullest, rather than closing their eyes in the comfort of playing the piano.
Because I wanted to close my eyes, satisfied with the joy of the festival.
A smile is slowly drawn.
The surrounding lights were still dimly lit, illuminating the surroundings.
A splendor perfect for a festival of faceless monsters.
The night trip had just begun.
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