195. The Nightmare
Wish.
In other words, you could call it desire.
Listening to what Learic said, I too became curious.
I have lived my whole life under tension.
The mere fact that I have the spiritual eye to see ghosts has prevented me from living a life like other people.
My extraordinary life melted into their daily life.
I saw ghosts everywhere, and the moment I noticed that I could see them, they followed me until I got tired of them.
That’s why it was important to keep an expressionless expression everywhere, and also not to be surprised or frightened by the hideous appearance.
My emotions gradually became dull due to the deformed way of life.
There are many cases where wanting something is hurt and disappointed, so I just lived on.
Yes, as if flowing.
‘Then I came here.’
It may sound funny, but life on this continent was much more comfortable than living in the previous world.
First of all, it’s because I got the power to cast out evil spirits.
You could say that my life has already been fulfilled with that alone.
“Now, what is your wish?”
I suddenly became curious.
Faith in dealing with the dead, pride in saving the continent.
When I throw away all of that, what do I really want?
So, with silence, I focused on the white light that Learic gave off, and there.
The green meadow stretched.
A cool breeze blows in, and the swaying vegetation shakes their heads in sync with the breeze.
On a picture-like landscape that doesn’t know how far it might go, a man was walking.
“Hmm?”
Learic was taken aback and startled when a man he had never seen before jumped out.
My eyes were focused on it.
As if fascinated, just be pierced.
The landscape changes.
Heavy rain falls, and the blue sky is shaded with dark clouds. With lightning falling to the earth.
Still the man was walking.
It continued after that.
Coastal, snowy, desert, stony mountains, etc.
The man was walking on his own feet through numerous terrains.
Is there a destination?
I don’t think so.
That’s why I can walk that far without hesitation.
“It’s an ascetic road.”
This time, Learic muttered as he looked at the man walking through the dense jungle.
It was the exact opposite feeling to me.
This.
“It’s a trip.”
A man walking.
Kim Shin-woo was on a trip right now.
Feel everything with your own skin.
He’s not heading somewhere, he’s enjoying every step he takes.
I feel like I’m going to have a good time, and I realize that I really, really, really want that.
It looks like a simple trip, but the great devil in front of you will never notice the implications of that scenery.
Leia Rick wrapped his hand around him.
Then the scenery disappears and pitch-black darkness descends again.
“I’m a little embarrassed.”
Scratching his chin, Leia Rick gives an awkward smile.
“Usually, when you show your true desire, the person in question comes out, but in your case, it’s a completely different person.”
It seems that he has some doubts about the fact that Shinwoo Kim, not Deius Verdi, appeared.
“That is me.”
“…… Yes?”
“Kim Shin-woo you said. That is the name of the human that just came out, and that was me.”
Raeric kept his mouth shut for a moment. If I hadn’t done that, I had an expression that I would have let out exclamations without realizing it.
In the moment of silence, his head spun and he came up with an answer.
“I see. That’s what the name Kim Shin-woo meant. You robbed Deius Verdi’s body!”
If I had to question it, I received it, but I don’t think there’s any need to correct it.
Clap clap clap clap.
Because he was wearing white gloves, a dull applause erupted.
Learic had shown interest until just now, but this time he was looking at me rather excitedly.
“Deception! Your very existence is a deception towards others! No, how could such a person exist! How can there be such a lovely man!”
Velika, the deformed archevil.
Learic, the great demon of deceit.
Not only that, but also Magan, the great demon of greed.
Seeing that he was showing his own liking towards me, I wondered if it was a very strange life.
“I want you, I invite you to my mansion.”
“You seem to be misunderstanding something.”
Hwaruk.
A blue flame rose from my left hand.
A black chain hidden in the darkness flew towards his neck, emitting a violent sound.
Charleuk!
At the same time as the chain wrapped around his neck, he thrusts his left hand forward and strikes his chest.
Blue flames spread all over the creature and began to burn with the sound of firewood.
“I only came to liberate the souls you stole.”
To give her rest to the victims she sacrificed to her along with her Ophelia’s daughter.
Other than that, there was nothing else I wanted from the Great Devil.
But even in the middle of the flames, Learic nodded and shouted.
“Ahahahaha! Great! It went very well!”
What went well?
But I didn’t listen any further and just turned him to ashes.
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Anyway, as Velika said.
It was obvious that no matter how many times I killed him, he would reappear mockingly.
Learic’s voice came from somewhere as if to live up to my expectations.
“You cannot sell what you want. Because it has already been raised as a prize.”
‘Gift?’
I don’t know what that means, but I walked to the depths of the general store where I heard the voice.
He’s already gone.
Only mana shimmers on the wall of the empty general store, which feels a sense of heterogeneity.
‘Did he run away already?’
No, can it be seen that he ran away?
In the end, it seemed that there was nothing to be gained from this place.
Not to mention things, in pitch-black darkness, only the closed entrance is visible.
‘Is it closed?’
With a chilling sensation, I hurriedly ran to the entrance and opened the door.
That wasn’t my lab.
The wind, like a heavy sword, welcomes me right away. I couldn’t even open my eyes properly due to the strong wind that hit my whole body.
I could clearly see where I was standing.
Overall, the entrance of the mansion has a subtle purple hue.
The size is incomparable to Verdi’s mansion in North Sweden.
The front door was wide open, as if to welcome me, and likewise all the windows in the mansion were brightly lit.
“After.”
Is this what it meant to invite you to your mansion? My temples throbbed at the absurd invitation, but first of all, I looked at my body because I didn’t know what would happen in the future.
After turning my right shoulder around to make sure the prosthetic arm was working properly, I headed straight forward.
Even if I stayed here, no answer came out anyway.
I also needed to hide from the hundreds of hungry stares around me.
Pass through the main gate, open the door to the mansion and step inside.
Warm yet cozy air envelops the whole body. The inside of the mansion was luxuriously decorated to the extent that the Griffin royal family did not envy it.
And before that.
A woman sitting at the entrance and sewing something.
She was very skinny with a sloppy look, but she was moving her needle happily.
“… ….”
But she wasn’t sewing on a button that fell off her or mending a fray in her dress.
With a thread in her mouth, she eagerly stitched her left wrist with her right hand, then raised her left hand with a bright smile.
“That’s it!”
Her left hand wriggles violently and grotesquely, like a bug crawling.
Raising her head, her vision naturally reaches me.
The woman, who shrank her body in surprise, immediately greeted me with a bright smile.
“Aha, are you new here?”
“… ….”
I guarded her without saying anything, but she nodded in understanding and pointed to one side of her wall with her left hand that she had just put on.
“The mansion rules are written over there, so you can read them and understand them.”
A way of speaking that seems like a screw is missing somewhere. I pass her and head where her left hand points.
The rules of the mansion were written in large letters there.
– Nightmare Rules –
1. Private rooms are paid. Your room is number 110.
‘Room 110?’
Judging from the shimmering of the numbers, it seemed like there was some kind of magic that made the numbers look different for each person.
2. Avoid going out at night. If you ever go out, you are responsible.
It was the second clause that seemed to be related to the starving eyes I felt from the outside just before.
3. The owner of this mansion is Archdemon Learic. Please always remember that.
4. The number of floors allowed for guests is up to the third floor.
5. You can stay in the Nightmare War for a total of five days, and if you exceed that, you will be forced to leave.
6. Fighting inside the Nightmare is not recommended.
7. The clock is in the center of the first floor. Don’t take up their time by asking other guests for their time.
8. Five days later, if you are kicked out of the nightmare, you lose all memories of what happened here.
9. The rules for the Nightmare War are written all over the mansion. If you find it, there is a prize.
10. Among the guests-
The rule of number 10 is cut off in the middle. Wondering what the hell this was all about, she slowly turned her body around and saw the woman who had just been sitting on the floor with her eyes wide open and looking at me.
Hazey eyes to the point where you can feel the eerie moment.
“Your body looks very manageable. It looks like it’s easy to break bones because it’s dry. Her leather is also thin, so I think it would be good for a summer cape.”
A woman who licks her tongue while looking at me, saying that she is desirable. She is drooling, but coveted as a mere research subject rather than her prey.
She tried to show her displeasure.
Another one.
The sound of footsteps coming down the stairs to the first floor.
Hearing those footsteps, the woman who was sewing her hands is in a hurry, so she grabs her thread and needle and starts running down the hallway to her left.
As if he was afraid of the being descending now. She didn’t even look back.
“Who else did Learic bring?”
She said it was a woman who came down the stairs.
But she couldn’t take her eyes off me this time.
I wondered what kind of situation this was, but now I felt like I knew why question 7 was there.
Don’t waste your time by asking other guests for their time.
It meant that asking itself was meaningless.
Because we live at different times.
“A necromancer again?”
Recognizing me as a necromancer, she twitched her eyebrows as if she was interested.
A voluptuous body.
A black robe that covers the entire body.
A translucent black cloth draped under the eyes.
Unlike what I know, purple eyes that are cold.
I unknowingly put her name full of life into her mouth.
“The Dark Spirit… ….”
When I was still alive.
She was standing in front of my eyes, not her soul.
Shinwoo would like to be a ‘traveller’ huh 🤣