Chapter 205 – 205. Time to say goodbye
“I’m being polite to you?”
“okay.”
“I? really? “I don’t believe it.”
When I tell him that his speaking style is completely different from now, the dark spirit is dumbfounded but laughs.
After hearing many stories from her, we now ended up chatting trivially.
“what? “Why did it happen like that?”
“I’m really curious.”
The two dark spirits are similarly light, but the future one doesn’t have the same frivolous feel as the current one.
When I was talking to an 18-year-old dark spirit in a released state, I felt like I was dealing with a student who couldn’t concentrate.
“Why would you do that? that’s interesting.”
She shrugs her shoulders but doesn’t dwell on it too much.
“It probably won’t be a big reason anyway.”
“is it?”
“I think it may have changed because I was confined to the lab alone.”
I wondered if his tone of voice would change because of that, but the dark spirit just turned his gaze to his surroundings and muttered.
“Well, when I’m alone, I sometimes talk to things.”
“… … .”
It’s really funny though.
It would be similar to the man trapped on a desert island naming the volleyball that washed up with him Wilson.
“Wouldn’t it be okay to talk to the spirits?”
I understand, but I was purely curious.
In my case, it was a natural question since the dead often come and say what they want even if they don’t want to talk.
“ah?”
The dark spirit raises his head, saying he hadn’t thought of that.
“I know?”
This was also proof that she viewed the soul as simply a tool to use magic.
I gave advice without hiding my bitter feelings.
“They are also living people.”
“… … “He died anyway.”
It wasn’t wrong.
The boundary between the dead and the living must be clear and distinct. That line should not be crossed carelessly.
“That doesn’t mean all rights are taken away. “It would be good to show at least some respect to those who have reached the end of life.”
“I don’t know why I have to do that.”
A dark spirit who honestly shares his feelings.
“It’s just a soul. “Anyway, most of the people I deal with are strong-minded people who run around unable to resolve their resentment.”
I add that because, unlike you, I can only see those things.
“Well, honestly, I don’t really care whether they harm living people or not. “It’s a bit funny that I say this, but aren’t demons bad guys anyway?”
“Yes, those who torment the living without closing their eyes even though they have already crossed the border are evil spirits.”
but.
“Any human can become an evil spirit.”
“… … .”
“People with strong resentment and hatred become evil spirits. Usually, people with such stories are unfairly treated.”
“What does that mean? So, let’s take a look?”
“No, the souls who caused damage will have to pay the appropriate price. But that doesn’t mean we should view them simply as tools.”
“… … .”
“Anyone can become an evil spirit. Everyone dies eventually. “They just arrived at the end of their lives a little earlier than we did.”
It was clearly decided within me.
The living have priority over the dead.
Because I had seen so many dead people, I had a clearer concept.
Having seen many deaths, I know the value of life.
“It’s unfortunate, but the relationship between superiors and subordinates is clear. “The living have no choice but to be given priority over the dead.”
I know these are cruel words.
Some people may shout that this is unreasonable.
But this was the conclusion I came to.
“That means you shouldn’t treat the dead carelessly. In the end, one day we too will cross the border and go there.”
at last.
Because we will all die someday.
Although it may seem unreasonable to the dead, the living were always given priority over them.
That is why I have judged and decided.
“It seems like you are saying things you shouldn’t say while carrying the name of a memorial service.”
The dark spirit said with a subtle expression.
“In some ways, you are saying crueler things to the demons than I am. “It is an act that clearly imprints death.”
“Yes, you are not wrong.”
The act of comforting the dead.
In the end, it was about giving them rest.
In short, it meant making people accept their own death.
“If someone tells me it’s karma.”
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then.
“After my death, I will be responsible for that.”
I, who say this, will die one day and become a soul.
Because I knew the future so well, I was able to distinguish it so clearly.
This was the reason why the superior and subordinate relationships could be clearly distinguished.
“Well, I think I know a little bit. “You are walking in the opposite direction of the path I am walking.”
“… … .”
“And unfortunately, I think the answer was you.”
She sheds a bitter smile. But surprisingly, her relief was also felt on one side.
“Poor? “I devoted my whole life to necromancy, but in the end it turned out to be the wrong path, and I died a miserable death?”
“… … “Feeling pity would be an insult to you.”
Who would dare say that she feels sorry for the woman who has worked so hard?
Even the great evil Magan called the dark spirit who gave up being human and became a necromancer as a great woman.
“Yes, that’s right.”
Her purple eyes, illuminated by the restaurant lights, were full of joy and sorrow.
A feeling of sorrow that one’s own path was wrong.
“So take me as a lesson. “You just have to go your own way.”
The illusion that he can show his disciples the right path.
To an 18-year-old dark spirit with two overlapping emotions.
I slowly reached out my hand and stroked her head.
“W-what is it?”
I feel embarrassed and try to push my hand away, but I don’t really have any strength.
“I’ll never say it outside.”
Even if I say something like this, it will only make me proud. But I felt like I could tell her my true feelings.
“Thank you for your teachings.”
The corners of the mouth gently rise.
When I realized that I was smiling at her, I slowly removed my hand from my head.
She had tears in her eyes and looked like she wanted to say something.
“There are 5 minutes left.”
The voice of Han So, who had been waiting outside, echoed into the restaurant.
Now it is the last day of the Demon Demon Battle.
The time has come for us to part ways.
* * *
“Huh.”
The great devil of deception.
Learic snorted and clasped his hands on the desk.
A general store in the dark.
After completing the transaction with another customer, a happy smile appeared on his face.
Learic found it unbearably enjoyable to see people giving up other precious things for what they wanted right away.
The same was true for the prince of the German Kingdom who had just left.
Aren’t you making a foolish deal by not looking at what you have in your hand and only focusing on what you don’t have?
“If humans had eyes in their hands, they would be less foolish than they are now.”
People who don’t know the value of what they have are so greedy that they always want something new.
It couldn’t help but be a truly absurd race.
Is it possible not to love humans like this?
If some great evil were to try to exterminate humanity, Learic would be the first to stand in the way.
“Hmph.”
Learic slowly gets up and looks around the general store. When he first opened a door to his residence and a general store appeared, he was taken aback, but now he thought it was some kind of revelation.
This general store, which he obtained by killing the dwarf-like human inside, was giving him more pleasure than he expected.
Did you say Claire?
This was not a place he would have.
A strange place where you can twist dimensions and hide from the gaze of God.
How can a place like this exist?
Learic really liked the general store, and it was the most enjoyable part of it all.
Thanks to this, I was able to learn the secrets of the continent.
“It’s the second time.”
The moment Learic learned that the continent had already been destroyed once and that it was a new continent, he felt extremely ecstatic.
Just like gods.
Isn’t this saying that they are deceiving everyone on the continent?
As the great devil of deception, I wanted to uncover the truth of this with unbearable pleasure.
and.
Deius Verdi for him.
To be exact, Kim Shin-woo was sent into a trance.
“I guess it’s over now.”
By the time five days had passed since Mongmajeon, outside time it was exactly one month.
There was an uproar outside, starting with the academy, saying they were looking for Deius Verdi, but I guess he didn’t know that.
I hummed, thinking that it was also a form of entertainment and gift I had prepared for him.
The place called the Dream Hall was a place created solely by Learic’s greed.
It deceives, deceives, and deceives countless people.
The numerous rules there end up playing with humans, encouraging them to suspect each other and fight.
But it is a place where only one person is real.
As a hotel, there is only one room for one person.
The humans who entered Room 110 are treated as a toy, but after that, their memories and experiences become part of the dream battle.
The ending for all the guests of Room 110 was the same.
Or die along the way.
After five days, I lost my memories of my time at Mongmajeon and was kicked out.
“All we have to do is leave Deius’ memories and experiences in the trance.”
The real Deius has no business doing that. Because the same fake ends up in your hands.
Memories of the second episode, the truth about the continent he knows, etc.
Learic couldn’t keep his tongue still, wanting to quickly devour his memories and experiences.
When he thought about it, Learic couldn’t stay still, so he jumped up from his seat.
“It’s time.”
Now it’s been just five days and it’s almost over.
Those who survived would eventually be kicked out of Mongmajeon after five days.
To check it, he opened the door of the general store and headed to Mongmajeon.
The surrounding darkness was still preparing to bite the beings trying to escape from the trance.
“Corpse master.”
He smiled brightly after discovering the corpse doctor’s cold body in the darkness.
Most of the time, they are eliminated in the beginning.
The corpse magician, who boasted explosive aggression from the moment he was lucky enough to obtain a corpse, was one of the characters that made the dream battle more interesting.
“Hmm?”
However, seeing as the only person who was kicked out was the corpse magician, was the final winner of this match the corpse magician?
Learic inspects the condition inside the trance hall from the outside.
‘No. 101, No. 102, No. 103, No. 104 died. Room 105 is… … hmm?’
Room 105.
Han So is nowhere to be seen.
There is no separate body.
‘No. 106, No. 107, No. 108, No. 109 died. No. 110.’
Learic’s eyes widen as he checks the numbers behind them one by one.
“No. 110 Deius Verdi.”
His lips bite as he senses something strange. I wondered what the situation was, but I needed to check.
Quang!
He opens the door to the dream house and goes inside, looking around.
The corpses created by the necromancer were immediately visible, but there were not enough of them.
“Hanso, the Dark Spirit, and Deius Verdi.”
The bodies of the three people are missing.
If he was still alive, he should have been kicked out of the mansion.
Because that’s the rule of the dream battle.
“… … “You really escaped?”
Here in the dream battle?
No, it couldn’t be done.
It was absolutely impossible.
Because in the end, everyone except Deius Verdi is just an illusion created by a dreamer.
In the first place, the moment they stepped outside the entrance to Mongmajeon, the darkness waiting outside would have swallowed them up.
“What on earth?”
If it was hidden inside the Mongmajeon, there was no way to know.
But at that moment.
Tap, tap, tap.
The sound of footsteps echoed from the top of the stairs. Not one, but many.
Learic looked dumbfounded at the sound of mana coming from the third floor.
As I come down to the second floor, I realize how they managed to survive the five days of this nightmare.
“dare.”
Finally the last one.
Learic gritted his teeth as he glared at the three people walking down the stairs to the first floor.
Looking at his expression.
“It’s an expression worth seeing.”
Deius smiled.
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