Episode 74 < The one who picks up death. (3) >
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“Master…”
The ghost looked up at me cautiously.
“112 deaths is excessive. Even now, in the past few days, you have become so emaciated that it is difficult to recognize you… .”
“why. “Has your loyalty grown so much that you’re worried about my body?”
The monk hesitated. She seemed to be contemplating how to respond.
Is it good to include flattery? Or is it better to reveal your true feelings as they are?
“…If my lord disappears, I will disappear too.”
The ghost opened its lips.
“I can no longer stay in my little paradise. My life, my memories, my meaning, everything is gone. Everything depends on you, lord. “Because I am concerned about myself, I am also concerned about your body.”
“It’s nice to be honest.”
I lifted the corner of my mouth.
“how is it. “Is it worth living these days?”
“yes… ?”
“You ended up living in Esther’s village. The people you valued more than your life have returned. How are you?”
After gaining exclusive rights to the 20th floor. I released the anglerfish into the village. Except for when there is work to be done, like now, I planned to keep him in the village forever.
Agwi responded with a nervous look.
“well… “I’m staying.”
“Is there anything going on?”
“If you say it’s no big deal… ah.”
Agwi blinked his eyes.
“There was a time when people called Hunters attacked. The secret behind the Death King’s sudden strength, the treasure hidden by the five major guilds, must be here… However, the witch who was brought in by her lord and her hunters who followed her stopped it, so it did not turn into a big commotion.”
Indeed, the Black Dragon Guild. After-sales service is solid.
“There will no longer be any annoyances from minor lords of neighboring kingdoms. They are suffering from the measles caused by the nomads they brought in to attack us… Even if that wasn’t the case, the empire and the temple simultaneously declared my village a holy place. Sometimes lizardmen and elves come and give gifts… .”
Things in this world seem to be going as they should.
“Well, just…” “I have no more abilities.”
“hmm.”
“The sick people who heard about me and came to visit me… Also, since the declaration of the Holy Land, pilgrims hoping for a miracle have been coming to visit, so we don’t know what to do with them… First of all, the hunter priests who followed the Heretic Questioner introduced by the lord are taking care of it… .”
“Don’t worry, I have something in mind.”
Specifically, the plan was to build a new pharmacist’s pharmacy on the 20th floor.
‘They said they would only accept new customers through me.’
If this expedition is completed, the position of the pharmacist will be solidified.
‘I also have to make sure to direct traffic.’
Since it is a place where patients constantly visit, you will be able to gain experience with various diseases.
‘The pharmacist alone cannot handle the workload. You will also have employees. It would be okay to have an angler as an assistant, and it would be okay to have aspiring pharmacist hunters as students. Then, the size of the pharmacy will naturally increase… … ‘
It will not take long for the new formulary to be recognized as a pension ministry branch and for that branch to become headquarters again.
‘I have to take care of my people.’
I smiled.
“What else?”
“Nothing else… Ah, Dazenaga, Dazenaga is my village’s Ahaean Iondae. It seems he liked the tteokbokki that the hunters brought him. And Gartsov, this is an old man who guards the orchard, and this person gave fruits to the black dragon hunters who guard the village, and in return, the black dragon hunters also gave fruits from the lord’s world—.”
The wind blew.
Snow fluttered, and the moonlight quietly seeped through the fluttering snowflakes. The ghost’s voice also flowed like snow. I listened to the story that continued under the moonlight until the end.
The monk bowed his head.
“—Such a situation comes.”
“It sounds like it’s worth living.”
Agwi answered cautiously.
“yes. “It’s worth living.”
I nodded.
“People in this world should also become more comfortable living.”
“…….”
“Hurry and collect the bodies.”
Golden hair flowed down her shoulders. The angler bowed her head. A voice came out from thin lips.
“I will follow your orders.”
3.
There is a saying that the right place is the right place.
Summoning the hungry ghost and entrusting it with the collection of death was ultimately a very good thing.
A fallen constellation. He is called the [Demon King of Autumn Rain] and is the person who once destroyed this world. She knew how to bring about her death.
“I will start by looking for the village or city where the government office is located.”
Thousands of skeletons moved according to the angler’s gestures.
“Since this is the workplace of officials, there should be guidance. It may only be a messy map, but it can be used to compare geography. “By patching up the fragmented maps, we want to trace remote rural areas and fishing villages.”
Zombies were delivered on the third day after the search began. It was not the corpse of Kang Ho-in, who had learned martial arts. He is, after all, an ordinary farmer and citizen. These were the corpses of those who had done so.
“I can’t bear to see children starving, so I will bring them and the body of their mother who hung herself.”
The skeleton’s bones were white. The bodies were brought in rows of white bones. In the middle of a snowy field. It was difficult to distinguish between the white of the bones and the white of the eyes. So, from a distance, it seemed as if the corpses were moving on their own and gathering towards me.
“Children who wake up in the morning to see their mother’s dead body. “I will also bring you the bodies of the children who cried and died like wild plants by their mother’s side.”
A procession of corpses followed.
Deaths were listed.
“People in the village who would have cursed their dead mother for not being a parent.”
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“A person who hid under a well to avoid an epidemic, but was unable to come up in the end.”
“A prisoner who was locked in prison and didn’t even have a chance to escape, so he would have starved to death.”
Agwi was carefully selected and carefully selected to give alms to the poor.
Like a subject who gives only the most precious things to the king.
When a week had passed, Agui knelt down on one knee in the snow again.
“I brought you. “My lord.”
I looked at the snowy field.
-Gooooh… .
-Uuuuuuuuuuuuu!
-Kiuuu… .
Numerous deaths were listed.
The corpses were struggling as their limbs were grabbed by the skeleton. The face of a corpse was old. Some faces were young. Hunger was something that affected people of all ages.
“… … good.”
I took off my tie. He took off his suit and threw away his underwear. dark night. I exposed my bare skin and gave orders to the skeletons.
“Free me.”
That moment.
As soon as the body captured by the skeletons was released, 112 zombies rushed. In a instinct. To a place with a strong smell of flesh.
Towards the place where I am standing.
“OK.”
I smiled.
“Everyone come!”
Quaz that is!
A young corpse jumped in. It bit my calf. Just as the terrible pain was about to travel up my calf, the pain stopped midway. The old corpse had ripped off his thigh. The pain that erupted in his calf cut off in his thigh, then intensified and surged into his stomach again.
“—–.”
I probably would have screamed. But I couldn’t hear the screams. Because the corpse tore off my ears.
My lips were eaten. My tongue was eaten. Unable to hear or speak, I just stared at the sight of countless shadows creeping into my body.
[You are dead.]
I looked up at the night sky.
The moon was so white that it seemed like it was a land where snow fell forever.
[Relive the trauma of the enemy who killed you.]
The night sky that an old man last looked up at was exactly the same as it is now.
He was a fisherman who worked on the river all his life. When a jiangshi bit his finger, the old man did not panic. He calmly drove the ferry.
-If you die on a ship, you won’t cause trouble to the world.
The old man’s boat floated and swayed on the riverside overlooking the village.
The old man lay down on his stomach. He was as comfortable as if he was lying in a coffin. It would have been nice if the boat had capsized in the waves like this and died. It would have been nice to die as if I were falling asleep… … . The old man considered it happiness to be born in the river and die in the river.
The last time I looked up, the moon was quiet.
[Relive the trauma of the enemy who killed you.]
I had no idea how the world had changed so much.
The young governor thought as he walked the castle walls at night. Originally, he wasn’t even a local farmer. He was a student who worked in a writing room by memorizing a few texts or lines. But the governor died, the governor’s local officials died, and the local officials’ subordinates died.
Death continued as if interrogating death. I was confident at the end of the inquiry.
– Lord of the castle.
A soldier came up and said. He was originally not a soldier, but a member of a tavern. Even though I was a bit lazy, my brain worked well and I was able to use it.
-What is it?
-The granary is empty. After 15 days, there won’t be a single handful of millet in the warehouse. Fishermen sometimes catch fish, but it’s not enough. How can I do this… .
-Start by reducing grain rations to the elderly.
The young governor said.
-There are countless Jiangxi diseases. We must save those who can still fight. Reduce the amount of food given to the elderly and children by one-third.
[Relive the trauma of the enemy who killed you.]
The governor in front of me was ruthless. Sometimes it seemed colder than Jiangshi. The soldier sometimes wondered where Saenim, who only recited scriptures at the entrance of the village, learned such teachings.
-The backlash will be formidable… .
-Reduce the amount of food given to young people by half. There are people who reduce more and people who reduce less, but if everyone reduces at the same time, it is bearable.
-Still, won’t you complain?
-I will starve first.
The governor spoke briefly.
-I won’t fast at all. If I, the leader, do not say anything, the complainers will also lose their power.
-… … Are you okay?
-We won’t be able to last long here anyway. Would starving for a few days make any difference?
The moon seen from the castle wall was calm.
[Relive the trauma of the enemy who killed you.]
-If this continues, we will all starve to death!
The kid shouted urgently. It was a girl. As a beggar belonging to the open world, now that the distinction between the poor and the rich has disappeared, he has become the leader of his peers.
-Seongju says you shouldn’t even eat the kids. That means you shouldn’t even live!
-Then what should I do, sister… ?
-When I die, even if I die, I have to eat something and die. Only then will you become a good-looking jiangshi.
The kid huffed.
-There is a recipe I learned from the open. It is called togwa (土菜). It’s literally a mud cookie.
-Mud snacks… ?
-It’s a snack that can be made as long as you have clay.
The kid’s eyes lit up.
-Listen carefully! Children who know how to swim keep catching fish. Don’t just give it to the adults, let’s share it among ourselves. And the rest went to the river and fetched soft mud.
-What are you going to do?
-I’ll show.
[Relive the trauma of the enemy who killed you.]
The children scooped up mud from the river. The soil was mixed with grains of sand. The children put the mud in a sieve and sifted it through the pebbles several times.
-Make this mud and spread it on a mat.
The little boss played hard with his hands. She balled up the mud and threw it on her mat. And as if spreading her plaster, she spread the clay wide and wide.
-good. it’s okay!
-It works… what?
-Just dry it in the sun like this. Then mud cookies are made.
The children were dumbfounded.
-It’s just clay baked in the sun!
-How can this be a snack!?
-Noisy. Because it is a recipe that has been passed down with a vision of openness. Have a good look.
The little leader took out his pocket. It was a bag filled with salt. Salt was precious from the beginning, but now that rationing has ended, each grain is like gold. The little boy mixed salt little by little into the mud dough.
-Ego!
After half a day, the mud dried up.
-That’s enough. Try them one by one! But be careful when eating. If you eat too much in one bite, it won’t taste good! Be sparing and take small bites.
The children were skeptical and asked for the mud snacks.
[Relive the trauma of the enemy who killed you.]
-… Surprisingly, it’s worth eating, isn’t it?
One child was like a hamster, cracking mud cookies with his front teeth.
[Relive the trauma of the enemy who killed you.]
-I like it because it has a salty taste.
One child licked the mud cake with his tongue. Open your eyes wide. It’s like licking ice cream. The child’s saliva was on it, and the rim of the mud cookie was soaked.
[Relive the trauma of the enemy who killed you.]
-It tastes awful… .
Some children just cried.
The little leader giggled.
-are you okay. All I had to do was eat it. From now on, we have to take care of everything we eat. Usually, eat togwa, and if you catch fish, eat fish too. Understand?
-Yes, sister… .
The children soothed their hungry stomachs with mud.
The human mouth was treacherous. The children’s esophaguses accepted the salty soil as rice.
In order for the mud to be swallowed, the salty taste had to trick the tongue. So, when children eat mud cookies, they do not take a single bite. I licked the mud cake with my tongue and tasted the saltiness.
-Don’t lick too much! The taste is all gone. You have to crack it while licking it.
By the river, children kneaded mud every day.
-huh?
riverside.
-Look over there. It’s a corpse.
It was at the very edge of the river where an old man left on a ferry.
The old man who was born in the river died in the river. The old man considered it happiness. He thought that dying in a ferry boat as a coffin was a way to avoid causing trouble to the world.
There was something the old man had not thought about. The problem was that drowned bodies sometimes washed up on the riverside.
If dying in the river was the old man’s happiness, it was his misfortune to be washed up on this side of the river instead of the other side.
And it was everyone’s misfortune.
-I think the old man drowned.
-Poor… .
-Is he a fisherman?
The children approached the old corpse with fear and curiosity.
-uh?
It was a dark dawn.
-Now, wait a minute!
-huh?
-Gangshi! It’s not just a corpse!
The corpse wriggled as it smelled the children’s delicate scent.
-Run away!
There were children who ran away.
-ah….
There was a child who couldn’t run away.
[Relive the trauma of the enemy who killed you.]
That was the end.
[Relive the trauma of the enemy who killed you.]
A riverside fortress that lost contact with the imperial capital and the surrounding villages collapsed like that. The old man died. The last lord of the castle died fighting. A soldier died trying to escape through the castle gate. The little boss died while covering his younger brother.
[Relive the trauma of the enemy who killed you.]
They tried to live.
[Relive the trauma of the enemy who killed you.]
I struggled.
[Relive the trauma of the enemy who killed you.]
Because I wanted to survive, I endured starvation.
[Relive the trauma of the enemy who killed you.]
Children’s fingers scooping up mud as they search for wet ground near the river. Hands spreading mud on a mat and spreading it wide. The fingertips holding the dried mud cookie tightly.
[Relive the trauma of the enemy who killed you.]
112 deaths.
There was not a single sign of hunger that was not among them.
[Trauma reproduction completed.]
[Confirm that the subject’s ego is maintained.]
[End penalty.]
I slowly opened my eyes.
“…….”
The snowy field was quiet.
A quiet night. My self-talk flowed softly.
“I was wondering if I should at least learn how to boil tree bark… .”
Reality surpassed my imagination. In a world on the verge of destruction, is the bark of a tree not even a trauma? If humans were cornered, they could even eat mud.
“okay. Things like that happen, too.”
I stood up and opened my eyes. Aura was wrapped around his bare hands. After digging and digging in the snow, we came to the frozen ground beneath the ice cap.
It was the first land I saw after falling into this world.
“Let’s see… .”
It was not easy to dig up ground that had been frozen for several years. He also had to use Aurors. A handful of dirt was dug out and heated with aura along with the ice cap. Just like boiling soup. After a while, the soil grains began to become mushy.
Truly muddy water.
I picked up every grain of sand and gravel. I followed what I saw in my dream. The clay was kneaded into a round shape. He took off his suit coat and used it as a mat, and spread the kneaded clay on it.
“hmm.”
Time passed. Mud cookies were baked in the morning and midday sunlight. I carefully held the clay cookie that looked exactly like Dalgona with both hands.
“… … thank you for this food.”
I tried to chew it with my teeth.
A rustling sound rang in my mouth.
“…….”
I licked the rim of the mud cookie with my tongue. The texture became a little softer. However, it only felt soft on the tip of my tongue, and when I caught the broken clay cookie with my tongue, the dirt particles stuck to the roof of my mouth. My entire mouth was rustling.
“…….”
After a while, I got the hang of it. This food was not chewed with molars. He gnawed it with his front teeth and then swallowed it little by little with his throat. The warmth of the sun and the smell of the earth. I slowly dug into the two pieces of food I had kept.
hmm.
“…It doesn’t taste good.”
I bit it.
“It doesn’t taste good.”
I broke it open and ate it.
“Really, it doesn’t taste good.”
I swallowed.
“…….”
My shoulders were shaking.
My heart trembled.
An indescribable emotion took over my entire body. Is it anger? Is it sadness? Maybe it was hatred. Human beings originally came from the earth, so why can’t they dig up the earth and eat it? Why are the smell of the earth and the texture of the soil so shabby?
why.
“…….”
Before I knew it, my right hand was tightly clenched. Emotions that might be anger, sadness, or even hatred congealed in my hands. Then I realized. Emotions that cannot be expressed with words were originally held with hands.
Not to be spoken of, but to be wielded.
Martial arts was simply a matter of swinging what little was left in one’s hand.
“…….”
Let’s go back.
I took out the holy sword. He aimed the tip of the knife at my neck.
Let’s go back and show the Heavenly Demon my sword. no. It’s not my sword. These are the swords of old men, soldiers, castle lords, and children who died nameless.
I have never read martial arts, so I don’t know the mysterious principles of yin-yang and the five elements. If there is any purpose to my martial arts skills, it is only their screams. If my blade contains the law of heaven, it is simply the gesture of humans abandoned by heaven.
Because it is resentment and resentment, it is a demon.
Because it is a sky that I looked up to only with resentment and resentment, it is a magical heaven.
I stabbed him in the exact center of his neck with the holy sword. He returned with the deaths of 112 people in his heart. What had to be done was no different from the previous episode.
He asked Cheonma to accept him as his disciple.
Just like last time, Cheonma spent the night worrying.
After one night, Cheonma presented me with a test.
“What is the test?”
“excuse me.”
The Heavenly Demon pointed to the bottom of the pit.
“I threw a Jiangshi soldier down there. He is a late Jisoo who was called upon to wake up at his school, and is a peak expert who has made quite a name for himself in the world of power. Try defeating that strongman. Then I will accept you as a disciple.”
However, the Cheonma said.
“Fight while feeling hungry. Fight against Jiangxi disease, but only hunger in your heart. There should be only the pain of hunger. Do not allow any emotions or thoughts other than those to penetrate into your image. “Can you do it?”
I didn’t answer.
There was no reason to explain what was not being said through an answer.
Instead, he quietly jumped into the hole.
-Goooooo!
A jiangshi rushed at me.
I looked at Jiang Shi with indifferent eyes.
“…….”
The scent of mud in your mouth.
The feel of a lump of dirt in a hand gesture.
With only children’s hunger in my heart.
Demon Heavenly God’s skill.
First type, first type.
Asayu sword, food death attack.
I swung my sword.
One blow, cutting off both legs.
He was hit and both arms were cut off.
Three strikes, Kang Shi’s head was cut off.
There was not a single sign of hunger that was not among them.
The peak expert of the Demonic Cult fell to the bottom of the pit and remained silent.
“…….”
I looked up.
The Heavenly Demon opened its mouth. He was looking at me with an expression of astonishment, just like when he first saw our group, perhaps even more so than then. Her eyes wavered. After her eyes waver, her heart will pound.
The meaning of life that I thought had now been lost.
Because I saw it starting anew right before my eyes.
Because it became visible.
“Heavenly Demon.”
I slowly opened my lips.
“What kind of death will we present next?”
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