Is It Bad That the Main Character’s a Roleplayer?

Episode 440 Declare Now (13)

“…There is no other explanation than the leap itself.”

and! I received a circle from the red pen teacher!

I felt a little joy that my guess was correct, but I also felt a little nervous. The reason for this is, of course, something that comes to fruition when this guess turns out to be correct.

“Was it leaked?”

“That’s a new question.”

Actually, I openly used temptation scent, but it would be funny to say it was leaked or something. On the minimap—I don’t know if Oman really views demons this way—but when you see an ally stamping on an enemy without doing anything, it’s usually ‘the enemy must have shaken their butt’ rather than ‘the idiots are trying to storm in without an order’. Because it’s natural to come up with an analogy like ‘…’

“Still, I think you’d better be careful.”

But what I’m really worried about isn’t the fact that Temptation Hyang itself became known. The fact that it may have been revealed to the devils what we were doing.

When I hinted at the aftermath, the commandment looked straight at me.

“You have the ability to say the obvious seriously. “Perhaps you have realized by now that the reason we are trying to shorten the time even if it is excessive is not only because of the magic circle of arrogance, right?”

I gently grabbed the red scratch drawn on my heart as I watched the teacher with a red pen making a sarcastic comment in an elegant tone.

If I say I wasn’t considering it here, I’ll be treated like an idiot… right?

“…For your information, most research will produce results soon. So, I hope you have memorized everything I gave you.”

“….”

In the meantime, she sank my grand plan to take a quick break tomorrow. I felt like an office worker whose vacation was cut off and even forced to work overtime due to the sudden rush of work on a project.

I don’t know if that actually happens at work, but anyway.

“…I’ll try.”

I rummaged through my inventory, feeling gloomy over the fact that I couldn’t rest. The intention was to offer a bribe not to do so before things got worse.

“…What is this?”

“Eat when you run out of sugar.”

Some dried fruit I received from Maxi, a few pieces of high-quality beef jerky I received from someone else, and some snacks generously sprinkled with sugar.

I wrapped all the tidbits in clean paper and handed them over. The commandment looked down on me.

“But there aren’t many.”

“…so?”

“Eat alone.”

I gave it to Meister, and I happened to give it to Timanuk, but I don’t remember giving anything in particular to Kyemyung. I took that into consideration and gave you this and that… Do you hate it? Or is there some bad food in it?

As far as I know, Gye-myung was a person who considered picky eating to be an undignified behavior and practiced it.

“Sure.”

Fortunately, she didn’t reject my gift. Whether or not you actually eat that is a separate matter.

“Listen to the scriptures.”

It was done, and snacks were also distributed to Sir Sapphire, who was sitting quietly as a watcher. Her confused gaze towards the commandment and the snack given to her immediately turned into confusion.

“I’m fine.”

“Take it.”

no. You may be okay, but my conscience is not okay. In the first place, giving it now is only possible because the other wizards are either unconscious or have gone somewhere else.

With that in mind, I generously placed twice the amount I had given to Kye Myung on his palm.

“I also gave Lord Zria’s share.”

Sir Sapphire fidgeted and eventually bowed.

“thank you.”

If I eat sweets, I won’t feel less angry about seeing a traitor… I turned around, hoping that would happen. Now that we had the answer, it was time to be on guard again in the second expansion zone.

…holding in my hand a magic circle book that I had to memorize.

under.

* * *

Sloth Belphegor walked quietly through his dreams. As is usually the case, the dreams of one world are full of colorful colors that cannot be seen in reality.

[It’s really annoying…]

However, the reason why this diversity can come out is because the dream of one world is made up of the dreams of all things that exist in that world.

Finding just one thing you want in an uncountable number of dreams is unimaginably cumbersome and tiresome. [I really hate it…] Finally, a groan came out of Sloth’s mouth.

[It would definitely be around this time.]

The coordinate systems of the real world and dreams are not completely the same. However, fortunately, one thing is consistent: the closer you are to the desired object, the easier it is to find it when you fall asleep.

Sloth managed to find the dream of Lineiro Tower. The dreams of wizards who wanted to manipulate time were as grand as their ambitions, and once observed, it was not difficult to find them. As if his steps were flying, he headed towards the wizards’ dreams.

[Let’s see, it would be best to avoid the magic tower lords as much as possible… maybe the senior wizards would do.]

He selected the biggest dreams first and then completely excluded them. This is because the power or talent in reality does not always match the size of the dream, but there is a tendency for it to roughly match.

[Ouch!]

Then he discovered a dream that was clearly related to anger.

[Crazy guy, really crazy guy…]

As long as he didn’t soak in it, he wouldn’t get caught, but he couldn’t help but walk about ten steps away. If it weren’t for the situation where he had to find the wizard’s dream right here, he would have run away a thousand miles without hesitation.

[How can it be so terrible just by looking at the colors of a dream?]

Satan and anger are the same. I only have colored dreams that lump together all kinds of negative emotions, such as anger, revenge, resentment, and hatred.

If it weren’t for the deal, neither of them would have come anywhere near it, which was truly unfortunate.

[Ugh. I wasn’t making a deal at that time…]

He shook his head and started sorting again.

Several gigantic objects, presumed to be the dreams of the Archmage and the warrior’s vessel of anger, as well as the vessel of the hero’s companion, the great master tailor, passed by, and his hand touched two dreams stained with negativity.

[Are they the head wizard?]

It is not uncommon for wizards to have dreams steeped in negativity. This is because desires that cross the line of excessive passion are in their own way negativity, and the stress received while conducting research on the frustration of those who realize their limitations also affects the color of dreams.

[But why is it so cloudy…?]

But these two were particularly dark in color. Looking at the mixture of various colors, the tendency itself does not seem to be negative, but the current emotional state seems to be quite bad.

[Uhm. The burden seems heavy and the color of responsibility is visible… I’m sure you know something, right?]

Belphegor’s head tilted and he stretched out his hand to one of them. Of the two, the color of love and hate was darker.

[I don’t want to be caught, so I sprinkled in some nightmares in advance…]

To read memories without leaving any traces, transcription work is necessary. It’s also very detailed handwork.

So Belphegor felt the other person’s emotions and had a nightmare. Even he didn’t know its contents. Because all he did was pull out elements from the other person’s dream and amplify them.

[Oh really. I don’t want to do this again and again.]

Suppress the demonic energy as much as possible, gather up anything that could lead to fear, and mix it back into the dream. Now your opponent will have nightmares. What nightmare he fears most.

[Please do it all at once!]

At the same time, Belphegor threw himself into that dream. If this were to happen, he would see the same nightmare that the other person would see, but that was what he had hoped for. This is because it was the best way to read the other person’s memories without leaving as many traces as possible.

Of course, since it is a nightmare where the other person’s fear is at its peak, there will be information that is distorted and transmitted. But what can you do if that happens? If he leaves traces of demonic energy, he may be hunted.

“…Knight!”

[…for a moment. What are you doing here?]

As expected, this is the best. Belphegor rationalized himself like that, lowered his head, and then looked around in surprise. This is because a landscape that was completely different from what he had imagined welcomed him.

“Knight!”

The person who seemed to be the owner of the dream was a Qureity young man with droopy ears. His chubby cheeks and droopy ears shook every time he ran. He was also dressed plainly, perhaps because he was not yet an official driver.

“Knight! “What if you leave me behind?”

Also, the thing shaking in front of that young man—

“It’s really unpleasant.”

The skein of stars rising at dawn fluttered, and the long blade cut through the air. Okay. Just because it was a dream, blood that had lost its warmth splattered out loudly. I wasn’t sure who it belonged to.

[Oh, crazy.]

“Mr. Driver.”

Belphegor’s eyes widened as he saw the being that pierced both the young man and himself at the same time. That’s definitely—

“Isn’t that right?”

Belphegor’s dream was shattered as blood spewed out of his mouth.

[Human!!!]

As soon as he woke up from his dream, he pulled back the blanket and cried out for someone. Of course, what he said was only one word that represented a certain group, but no one there was confused about the meaning of the word.

“Yes, Sloth.”

There was only one person here who was worthy of being called the Great Devil.

“Did you call me?”

Her black hair, long enough to touch the floor, swayed with the help of her dark fingers.

[You… are you hiding something from us?]

And when the hand gestures completely stopped, Sloth spit out a sentence that could decide his life.

“O dream walker, what did you see in your dream?”

The human grinned, revealing his white teeth.

* * *

Skylar leaned back in her soft rocking chair, imagining the letter that must have been in the little boy’s hands by now.

“Are you going to keep playing?”

“No way.”

She put the stick in her mouth, took it off, and spit it out. The smoke that left my lips took off its gray color and melted into the air. A strong herbal scent permeated the room.

“Then move. “Don’t just sit at your old colleague’s house and cause trouble.”

“Do your best. “Don’t you have any respect for your seniors?”

“I lost all my respect when my senior stayed for a week.”

“Ha bad guy. “How did I raise you?”

“We raised them by teaching them the very terrible act of splitting their souls and attaching them to others. what the.”

“But thanks to you, we came this far.”

“That is correct. But don’t forget that my ability also played a part in helping you get to that position.”

Skyla pouted her lips at her junior’s words and then brought the bear closer to the desk. There is an ashtray piled high on the desk.

“that’s right. “If it weren’t for you, I would still be chased.”

“If you know that, either help me with guild work or go back—”

“But you also know that human memories cannot be shaken off in an instant.”

She patted the ashes from the gombangdae into the ashtray and then put it down. The voice that speaks as calmly as possible has a tremor that can be felt behind it.

“There’s a white crow, Frankenstein. “I… I don’t want to meet him again.”

“…He’s not the one who chased after you.”

“No. But the times I was with him were more terrible than the times I was chased.”

“…senior.”

Skylar put her legs up on the chair and curled up as much as she could. I crouched down as much as I could, like someone who could only survive this way.

“Pavlichenko. You’re right. “Splitting your soul and attaching it to someone else is a truly terrible act.”

“I was wrong. “What I just said was a mistake.”

“And the experiments that made that possible are even more terrifying.”

Eventually her head dropped and sank into her knees. White hair wrapped around her body like a curtain.

“I don’t want to run into Frankenstein. Even if the reality is that we know that he is in prison and we will never meet him. I hate the idea of occupying the same space as him. If you ever encounter… “Because I’m sure it reminds me of the time when I was experimented on with that guy.”

“senior.”

“Because I think I’ll remember again the moments of the soul experiment that ultimately ended in failure.”

Oh, the northern air was too cold for her.

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