Episode 542: A Game Over 19 Days
The night has come.
I frowned at the glowing Gonaam.
Even if you’re given a choice out of the blue, you have to know what it is before you can choose.
First of all, I know that there are special rules on the 91st floor where I am. Night falls forcibly at 9 o’clock. This kind of environmental change is not normal.
“If you wish to operate in the realm of the night, go outside and speak with the Night Rider. If not, hide somewhere right now. If you wish, you may stay in my house.”
“Let me ask you one thing. Which side are you on?”
Telling me to belong to one realm, day or night, meant that he also belonged to one of the two.
To get up there, here, to unlock the next floor, you need to complete some kind of task. I still don’t know what it is.
Maybe it’ll just unlock automatically if you move to a different area.
Let’s find out little by little, but for now, let’s wait for the guy’s answer.
“night.”
“I see.”
I nodded.
I had a feeling that it might be something like that. The way he was waiting for 9 o’clock was like that, and when I knocked on his door earlier in the day, he didn’t even try to come out.
It was only after I broke down the wall that I was able to face it.
Still beyond the darkness, the neighing of horses and the sounds of unidentifiable things can be heard.
I think the night rider that Gonaam spoke of refers to the owner of that horse.
What should I choose? Just looking at my specs, it seems like it would be better to focus on the night.
There is also a night vision skill, and the title of Night Caller, so your stats increase at night. If you think about it simply, that’s true… … .
“I chose.”
I stood up from my seat.
Gonaam’s eyes sparkle.
I walked slowly towards the place where the horse’s neighing was coming from.
[Title, The Night-Caller Welcomes Darkness.] [Night Vision (S) Lv.MAX]
The darkness is illuminated. For me, darkness is no problem at all. Rather, it feels familiar.
I used to roll around and play with Dalkan too. I think it will be different here too.
Of course, what we have here is a completely different guy.
A knight in black armor slowly draws his horse in the darkness. A dangerous-looking black aura is seeping through the gaps in his armor.
The horse you’re riding isn’t a living, breathing horse. It’s a spirit horse with a skeleton and a body made of flames. It strangely resembles a Death Knight, but it has a different vibe from other monsters.
What should I say?
‘Should I say it looks strong?’
A flag worn behind the armor. It has two crossed fingers on a red background.
Perhaps that’s a sign indicating the realm of night.
“You have decided to enter the realm of the night. Good choice.”
Gonaam, who followed me outside, raises the corners of his mouth.
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I stood before the dark rider without any particular reaction. I couldn’t see beyond the helmet. All I could see was a dark vortex.
The guy who met my eyes draws his sword. He slowly raises the bone sword and extends his hand to me.
“Will you become a member of the dark realm?”
“no.”
[Sword] [Love and Peace (SSS) Lv.3] [Cut (S) Lv.MAX]
-Kwaaaaaaaah!
I smoothly and quickly pulled out my Chaos Sword and cut off the guy’s head.
It doesn’t taste that good. It doesn’t feel like cutting muscle or bone. It’s like cutting a very strong water balloon.
If you resist and the shock becomes unbearable, you will be cut off in one go.
-Thump
“Heeeeeeeeeing!”
While they were taking a brief moment to reflect, the rider who had lost his head fell to the ground, and the spirit horse that had lost its owner reared up, swung its forelegs, and quickly disappeared from sight.
I thought he’d be a bit strong because he’s a dark knight or something, but it doesn’t seem like that at all.
Thud. I kicked the armor of the guy who fell. It was completely empty inside. It was a ghost type. That was the feeling I got from attacking with divine power from the beginning. I didn’t think it would fall in one go though.
“Yes, you!”
“I told you. I chose. My answer is that both of you should go away.”
“And you still think you’ll be safe here!”
I turned my gaze towards Gonaam, who was screaming.
“Choose between night and day. Why should I do that? It’s a trap to begin with, since there are only two choices.”
The funny thing about choices is that when you’re given a choice, it seems like you get to make the decision, but if you look at it another way, it’s also an act that narrows down the actions you can take to just the number of choices.
If you enter the realm of the night, you cannot be active during the day, and if you enter the realm of the day, you cannot be active at night?
Why should I give up one of the two? Just do whatever you want whenever you want.
furthermore…….
“This isn’t normal. There are special rules that can change the environment. There aren’t many things that can do this.”
There may be some exceptions, but broadly speaking, there are two types.
“Disaster, or a shard of chaos.”
Needless to say, this place is a shard of chaos. Didn’t you tell me so kindly from the beginning? The theme of the 90th floor is chaos.
What does that mean? In the end, isn’t it true that they are the ones we have to fight here?
Is there really a need to play by the rules they made? It might be a little easier for now. After all, resisting the powerful rules created by chaos was hard work in itself.
But things won’t be so good after that. In the end, you’ll end up playing within the rules they made.
There was no reason for me to have to fight under unfavorable conditions.
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“You will regret it. Your choice will already be known to others.”
“I guess that’s the role the horse that just ran off to play. Somehow, even though its owner died, it ran off without looking back.”
I wondered why the spirit horse was running like crazy, and it turned out to be announcing that its master had died.
Well, if the guy who carried the owner came back alone, even an ignorant fool would know what happened.
If I had known this would happen, I would have killed the spirit horse right away.
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[You have killed the Night Rider.] [Those who enter the realm of darkness will come to kill you.]
Look at how they immediately turn you into an enemy just because you killed one rider.
You can tell just by looking at this. The Chaos Fragments are beings that bring about chaos. They somehow create conflict and make people hostile towards each other.
[Your affiliation is designated as daytime.] [Daytime beings cannot act at night.] [A curfew is imposed!]
-Chijijijijik!
An unknown law is trying to bind me.
I should say that it felt like gravity had suddenly increased. It felt like space itself was rejecting me.
You shouldn’t be here. You can’t wander around freely.
Rules created by twisting chaos. Delverton’s plague fog was like that, and Laphte’s forced mistakes were like that.
The guy on the 91st floor seems to have this ability.
Normally, I wouldn’t have been able to resist and would have just given in.
[Chaos distorts the rules!] [Your type is indefinable chaos!]
During that time, I didn’t just climb up in form. My specs went up, and especially after passing the 90th floor, I went through a period of chaos, and I was able to obtain a considerable amount of chaos there.
“I’m going to roam around as I please.”
-Phase, phase, phase!
-Kaaaang!
The message that was floating up with a warning sound is broken.
[Resist the curfew!] [Free!] [You can walk around at night even though you are not a being of the night!] [You are given a new role.]
What is this?
Didn’t it just end with refusing to become a being of the night?
I thought it was simply a matter of limiting activity time. I guess I took it too lightly.
It’s true that I have a high chaos stat, but it’s not enough to ignore everything they do. Not completely, but I can’t help but be affected to some extent.
Just like how a gentle breeze doesn’t blow away your body, it can’t help but make your hair flutter.
The opposite is also true. To them, I am a variable. I am like an awl that could stab them at any moment.
It was a new role. I waited for the next message to appear.
[Role assignment complete]
Soon a message came to me, as if whispering in my ear.
[You are a spy.]
A spy?
I was puzzled by the random word, but I knew one thing.
“How can you move? You got a special role, you punk!”
“Whoa, whoa, wait a minute.”
Gonaam, we need to subdue that guy before he starts acting up.
I grabbed the wrist of the guy who was about to take out something like a flute and blow it loudly. The guy reacted immediately and stretched out his hand, and a blade shot out.
Is it something you usually carry hidden in your sleeve? It seems like the perfect weapon for assassination, but if the surprise attack fails, it’s just a short dagger.
Rather, it would be extremely uncomfortable. Since it is fixed to your forearm, it would be difficult to swing it freely.
-Crack
He crossed his arms and grabbed the guy’s elbow.
Even if you have a trained body, your joints are bound to be relatively weak. You stuck your thumb in as if you were shoving it in.
The guy tried to shake my hand off, but he couldn’t because he was using the cling.
-Crack!
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“Kuaaaah!”
“I said that because I think I have something left to talk about with you.”
Fortunately, the night was long and there was plenty to talk about.
I covered the mouth of the guy who was trying to scream and went inside the building.
* * *
The day has dawned. The sun is shining brightly and it’s nice. The clear sky is clearly visible.
Because now this house has no roof.
“Why are you making such a fuss when you could have just taken it easy?”
Talking to Gonaam wasn’t easy. It took a few more battles before he finally opened his mouth.
Even that didn’t last long. He waited for an opportunity to talk, and then blew himself up in an instant.
It seemed like it was aimed at Donggwijin, but since I am also good at self-destructing, I was able to avoid it without taking much damage.
“This is terrible. I didn’t even intend to kill him, but he’s self-destructing.”
“Yeah.”
It wasn’t that I was particularly close to him and wanted to keep him alive, but I thought there might be a way to use him as a being of the night.
It doesn’t mean anything now that I’m dead.
What on earth could possibly be so hostile to me that he would do something like this? That’s what I thought at first.
“I get it now.”
There was some information I found out through short conversations, and most of all, this… … .
“It’s a rule book.”
I searched the house to see if I could find anything that might be of help, and I found an old notebook.
There were also quite a few notes written on it that seemed to have been written by Gonaam. I continued reading the book until the sun rose, and now I could get a general idea of the situation.
As expected, there is a fragment of chaos on the 91st floor. The guy’s name is Rudurado.
“There’s no other information besides the name.”
It would be good if things like the appearance and the concepts that make up the guy were also written down.
Still, I wasn’t that disappointed. Those are things you can figure out when you encounter them. They’re the kind of things you can figure out through power just by looking at them.
This is the important thing.
“A rough game on the 19th.”
There is a 91-floor survival game divided into two areas: day and night.
There were some small rules, but simply put, it was a mafia game.
There was a reason why Gonaam tried to kill me by blowing himself up. If I told those in the daytime realm that Gonaam was a being of the night, he would hang himself.
There are three ways to end the game.
The entity that annihilates the opposing faction, or 19 days have passed, or the entity that proceeds with the game.
“Or catch the Rudurado.”
