Chapter 203 – 203. Rule 10
Like a midsummer night’s dream.
Or like a mirage in the desert.
The bodies that disappeared so fleetingly.
The necromancer, who was staring blankly at the spot where the corpse was with an expression of disbelief, seemed to come to his senses and suddenly tried to raise his head.
Quack!
My mana-enhanced hand quickly snatched her thin neck.
“A necromancer without a demon and a necromancer without a corpse. “It would be a very fitting match.”
“Ke, keek!”
Even though I was being dragged along, I tried to struggle to escape somehow, but now it just seemed like a shabby woman’s shabby tap dance.
The Crystal Skull has already been dropped, and I try to stab my wrist with the dagger, but it doesn’t seem to have enough strength and ends up spinning in vain.
Since she was a woman who had had her body sewn together several times to begin with, her muscles were weak, so it seemed difficult to pierce the reinforced wrists.
“Uh, where are we going!”
Hanso is urgently chasing after me. I answered as I left the restaurant and opened the front door on the first floor.
“I need to check something.”
“Ikeouk!” “Let go!”
Sigh!
The front door opened, and the outside was still pitch black.
There was no need to tell me that something was lurking in the darkness, staring at us.
A cold feeling I felt from the moment I first entered Mongmajeon. I needed to try it out.
-2. Avoid going out at night. If you happen to go out, you are responsible.
“don’t do it! Stop!”
I felt like a trainer throwing food into the lion’s cage. It was a bit of a bummer that her prey was alive, but I picked her up anyway without any hesitation.
Then, shadow-shaped monsters flew out of the darkness as if they had been waiting.
At first, there was a scream and the noise of bones being smashed, but soon only a squelching sound came from outside.
‘okay.’
Rule number 2 was the most important factor in determining whether or not you could leave the dream battle right away.
There was a need to check what the vague statement that responsibility lies with oneself was meant, and this was the result.
“That’s terrible.”
Hanso turns his head and says he can’t see. However, considering that she murdered her other guests and used her corpse to desecrate the deceased, it was a method of execution that did not feel excessive.
However, my eyes continued to watch the necromancer’s death.
‘also.’
She too was a soulless being.
Jortu died first.
And Mule committed suicide in front of me.
Lastly, the necromancer woman.
Even though everyone was dead, there was no soul to be seen.
It was probably the same for other guests.
Ultimately, what this means is:
“Isn’t this too hasty?”
At that time, the dark spirit, exhausted from the fight with the necromancer, gathers himself and comes out of the restaurant.
“We need to check what rules the corpsemancer knows.”
“Anyway, I already knew how to escape.”
Rule number 30: Only the last person left can escape the nightmare.
Now that I know this, I don’t need anything else. In fact, most of the rules were just Learic’s tricks to make the nightmare battle interesting.
“You knew rule number 30, so you killed Zortu without hesitation.”
When I questioned the dark spirit, she just turned her head and avoided answering.
For some reason, I felt like I killed Jortu for such a ridiculous reason.
“So what are you going to do now? “Shall we three fight here to see who will win?”
“Hmm.”
At the sharp cries of the dark spirit, Hanso also slowly widens the distance and raises his Maengcheonmubong.
Even if he was a warrior full of righteousness and affection, he would not have had the desire to die in vain in a place like this.
Ignoring those two people, I slowly turned my attention to the clock on the first floor.
Now a day has passed.
It’s been the second day.
Excluding today, there are only three days left.
After five days, everyone here will be forced to leave the room and will end up like a necromancer.
At the center of the two people watching, I intentionally try to lighten the mood by asking the fundamental question I’ve always had.
“Why does Dream Demon Tale exist?”
“Why does it exist?”
“that… … .”
The two hesitated, unable to give a proper answer. It’s like he’s never really thought about it.
I pour out the questions I have been thinking about one by one.
“A mansion with guests from different eras.”
There are countless gold and silver treasures, no mana is felt, food is created at random, and cleaning is done neatly.
Rare items such as Lemegeton and Maengcheonbong are also handed out without any trouble, as if they were welcome drinks.
“Could something like this really happen?”
To be honest, I shook my head.
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“I think it’s impossible.”
The two people also cannot strongly deny that statement. Because it’s the great evil Learic.
I don’t know how they did it, but I can only guess that it was possible since it is a monster that has lived for hundreds of years.
“Furthermore, the biggest unsettling factor in this mansion is the time paradox.”
“Time, what?”
“What are you talking about?”
Naturally, I used words that were used on Earth. I cleared my throat and corrected my explanation again.
“Han Xiao in my time was an old man. But if I kill the young Hanso here, what will happen to the old Hanso of my time?”
“Ah, that bothered me a bit too.”
When I explained the concept, the dark spirit immediately understood and agreed. It wasn’t that difficult for Hanso either, so he stroked his chin and pondered.
The time paradox was a fairly big problem that could not be taken lightly.
Ruaneth, who was supposed to invade the Griffin Kingdom as Herald Hazard, has died. The future of the kingdom itself had to change completely.
All history will change. A situation unfolds that shakes the game’s story itself.
But looking at it now, I was still standing here.
As Deius Verdi, a memorial person.
“Even though this mansion has countless possibilities to interfere with the past, it does not bother to stop it.”
Also, Han So dies at the age of eighty-five. Also, I am a disciple of the dark spirit master.
No matter what I said, the mansion showed no response. This meant that there were no separate rules involved.
“surely.”
“Yeah, I see.”
There are so many possibilities. It is a place that can greatly touch the history of the continent.
Because I couldn’t help but wonder.
“If there really is a reason. “I think it might be one.”
Rather, I put forward a simple hypothesis.
“Deaths that occurred here or information about the future learned have no effect on the outside world.”
Two people closed their mouths at the same time.
The dark spirit twitched his eyebrows as if he had noticed, but Han So still tilted his head as if he was puzzled.
“No matter how much I talk about the future, the past will never change.”
“Is it because you lose your memories after five days?”
You could say it was decorated like that. Actually, at first I also thought that the dark spirit teacher lost her memories when she came out of this place.
That may not be a wrong idea, but having taken the point that there is no soul, I revealed the cruel truth.
“I think everyone except me, who came from the future, is fake.”
* * *
Daeeeenn!
I slowly got out of bed as the bell rang for a long time. I had planned to sleep for a while, but surprisingly, I spent the night with my eyes open.
After putting the Lemegeton on the desk in my arms, I headed outside.
I was supposed to meet the two of them separately at the restaurant, but Hanso was standing in the hallway waiting for me.
Maengcheonmubong was leaning against the wall, and it felt like watching a watchman facing a desperate fight.
“Have you organized your thoughts?”
“… … “How is it possible to accept that you are fake and not real?”
Even as he said that, Han Xiao gave a self-mocking, wry smile.
“Now that I think about it, the reason you’re so polite to me is because you saw me when I was eighty-five?”
It wasn’t wrong.
If I had just met Hanso, I wouldn’t have treated him with such courtesy.
“It’s not just because they’re older.”
“hmm?”
“Because I thought he was a person who deserved respect.”
“… … .”
Han So’s gaze is calm and sinks. There was heavy curiosity in the eyes.
“I wasn’t there.”
To be precise, the real Deius was in the banquet hall at the time.
“From what I heard, the eighty-five-year-old Duke Han So represented the Han Empire and fought against the devil until the very end.”
“… … I.”
Hanso ponders my words with a shocked expression.
“With my old body, I fought against the devil at the forefront. “You were the emperor of the Han Empire until the very end.”
“… … .”
“That kind of attitude deserves respect, so I’m just being polite to you now.”
“It’s not me.”
Hanso clenches his fists, cutting me off. I could feel how pitiful he was right now from his trembling, indignant expression.
“I listened to you and thought about it all day. In fact, this is a fact that is too difficult to simply accept. “I’m not really Hanso.”
“… … .”
“It’s hard to accept, so I’m thinking of killing you and escaping.”
Hanso will be able to easily gain the upper hand and achieve victory against me, who cannot handle any souls.
As I remained silent despite Hanso’s declaration and looked at him, he lowered his gaze and asked as if he sensed something strange.
“Are you not resisting?”
“There’s no point in trying. but.”
I thought this might be the case, but there was one thing I had to make clear.
“It’s hard to agree that you are different from the eighty-five-year-old Han Xiao I know.”
“What do you mean?”
“Do you remember everything that happened before you came here?”
“Very clearly.”
Although he was the one who firmly denied that he was not a fake.
The more I heard about it, the more I understood why Learic sent me to the trance.
“I’m guessing, but you probably were a long time ago. “I think I would have entered Mongmajeon just at my current age.”
“… … .”
“You must have used number 110 back then. “I don’t know whether we succeeded or failed to escape.”
I wasn’t sure right now because I didn’t know exactly what would happen in five days.
“Even though the real Hanso has left, Hanso’s memories and experiences from those days remain here.”
Otherwise, it would have been impossible to create such an elaborate fake.
Not only Han So and the Dark Spirit but also everyone else was acting and moving as if they really existed.
“Dammajeon… … “It was created in memory of me.”
Lemegeton has already been broken.
In the same flow as Maengcheonmubong, which was known to have been lost.
My guess was that dream magic was creating people from that era who no longer exist.
“What about the dark spirit who was an uninvited guest?”
“I guess she will end up the same way. “It’s probably an intentional device created by Learic to keep the situation tense.”
Otherwise, there was no need to create a separate rule 27.
Because of the rules that looked like warnings and the word “uninvited guest,” the rules of the Dream Demon Battle were ultimately the same.
“In the end, I am real, but is this a fake?”
Two words that don’t fit together.
But that’s why it was a perfect fit for this place, the Dream Demon’s Hall.
“I don’t know.”
Han So lowers his head and exhales as if complaining. But before he knew it, the Maengcheonmubong he was holding in his hand had fallen to the floor.
“I will not define whether I am real or fake. Talking with you makes me wonder what that has to do with anything. “I am just Han Xiao, a military official of the Han Empire.”
Leave complicated worries behind.
Do as your own beliefs tell you.
“As you said, the most appropriate end for the God of War would be a fight against a great evil.”
“… … .”
“Warrior Hanso, I will stand by your side.”
I slowly lowered my head to Han So, who was laughing brightly and tapping my chest with his fist.
It no longer mattered whether he was fake or real to the man in front of him.
However, I only hoped that Han So would live as a single being and that the end would also end as Han So.
“Thank you.”
Eighty-five-year-old Han So-do.
Han Sodo now.
In the end, he chose to fight the great evil with unwavering faith.
Isn’t he truly an honest man?
“If you think about it, I might have been waiting to be persuaded by you.”
Even though he laughs self-deprecatingly, he secretly pushes my back.
“Let’s go to the restaurant. “Because she is waiting.”
Since Han So already knew that the dark spirit and I were in a priestly relationship, he winked and moved away.
As I was heading to the restaurant, I slowly stopped and turned to look at Hanso.
He tilted his head, wondering if there was something wrong.
Out of courtesy, I opened my mouth again.
“Now that I think about it, I feel like I didn’t introduce myself in detail.”
“Deius Verdi of North Sweden. “That’s all I know.”
I slowly bowed to Hanso, who shrugged his shoulders, putting my hand on his chest.
“A necromancer who comforts dead souls. “The name that King Orpheus of Griffin undeservedly bestowed upon me is Monumental Master.”
“Commonwealth… Monumentalist Deius Verdi. Comforting the dead soul… … .”
After repeating the words over and over again, he soon realizes why I said this and lets out an exclamatory laugh.
“under! “He specialized in dealing with people like me.”
When I just gave him a faint smile without saying anything, he nodded several times, then turned around and said,
“Yes, if this life was headed for departure after all. “I will ask you to see me off.”
Although Hanso does not have a soul now.
I thought that what I had done so far could be helpful to him now.
I leave Hanso, who has gone back to his room, and head back to the restaurant.
Meanwhile.
Confirm that a new text is written on the wall where the 10 rules of the Dream Demon Battle are listed.
-10. Among the guests, only one is alive.
The 10th rule, which had been torn at the back, had already been revealed.
“Was it a condition of reading the rules to find out for yourself?”
Rules that were not simply written down but locked away like a mystery.
Looking at rule number 10, I realize that rule number 30 was also a trap of sorts.
“Is that what number 30 meant in the end?”
-30. Only the last person left can escape the nightmare.
It was the final rule that encouraged a cruel massacre.
The real meaning of that rule was not to kill everyone but me.
Because I’m the only one who’s really alive.
In the end, it meant that no one but me could escape this dream.
“That’s funny.”
I entered the restaurant with a scoff that I would no longer be swayed by something like that.
Sitting there was an 18-year-old dark spirit who was waiting for me.
“It’s late. “I don’t have time.”
She seemed dissatisfied with something, but I smiled and told her to be at ease.
“There are now three days left.”
There are three days left until you are kicked out of the Demon Demon Battle.
“It’s too much time for three people to fight for their lives, but it’s quite a short time to solve the secrets of this enigmatic place.”
I slowly sit down next to her.
“but.”
A faint smile was drawn on my lips as I was looking forward to the time ahead.
“It seems like a perfect time for us to have a conversation.”
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