203. Rule 10
Like a midsummer night’s dream.
Or like a mirage in the desert.
The corpses that disappeared so fleetingly.
The corpse was looking down at the place where the corpse was, with an expression of disbelief, but suddenly raised his head as if he had come to his senses.
Kwaduk!
My mana-enhanced hand quickly snatched her thin neck.
“A necromancer without a demon and a corpse without a corpse. It will be a very suitable match.”
“Ke, Kew!”
Even as she was being dragged along, she struggled to escape somehow, but now it only looked like a shabby tap dance by a mean woman.
I’ve already dropped the crystal skull, and I try to pierce her wrist with a dagger, but I’m in vain as if her power isn’t working properly.
Since she was a woman who had sewn and attached her body several times in the first place, her muscle strength itself was weak, so it didn’t seem easy to pierce her strengthened wrist.
“Oh, where are you going!”
A Hanso hurriedly chases after me. I answered as I left the restaurant and opened the front door on the first floor.
“I have something to check.”
“Ikeuk! Let go!”
Kiki!
The front door opened, and the outside was still buried in pitch-black darkness.
I didn’t have to say that something was lurking in the darkness and glaring at us.
The cold feeling I felt from the first time I entered the dream show. I needed to try it out.
-2. Avoid going out at night. If you ever go out, you are responsible.
“Don’t do it! Stop!”
Feels like a trainer throwing food into the lion’s den. It was a bit to blame that her prey was alive, but I tossed her up without hesitation anyway.
Then, shadow-shaped monsters flew out of the darkness as if they had waited.
At first, there was a scream and bone-crunching noise, but soon only a chewing sound came from outside.
‘Yes.’
Rule 2 was the most important factor in determining whether or not you could get out of the Nightmare War right away.
It was necessary to confirm the meaning of the vague statement that the responsibility lies with you, and this was the result.
“That is terrible.”
Hanso turned his head and said he couldn’t see. However, considering that she had murdered other guests and used her corpse to desecrate her deceased, the method of execution did not seem excessive.
But my eyes continued to watch the corpseman’s death.
‘As expected.’
She too was a soulless being.
The first one to die, Zortu.
And Mule committed suicide in front of me.
Lastly, the corpse woman.
Even though everyone died, no souls were seen.
Perhaps the other guests did as well.
What this says is, after all.
“Isn’t it too hasty?”
At that time, the dark spirit, exhausted from the fight with the necromancer, comes out of the cafeteria, taking care of himself.
“You need to check the rules the corpse master knows.”
“I already knew how to escape anyway.”
Only the last person left, rule number 30, can escape the nightmare war.
Once I knew this, I didn’t need anything else. In fact, most of the rules were nothing more than Learic’s tricks to make Nightmare interesting.
“You killed Zortu without hesitation because you knew Rule 30.”
When I questioned her black magician, she turned her head away for no reason and evaded her answer.
Somehow I thought I killed Zortu for a very absurd reason.
“So what are we going to do now? Let’s have a fight to see who will win here?”
“Kuhm.”
At the cry of the sharpened Dark Spirit, Hanso also quietly spreads his distance and raises the Maengcheonmubong.
No matter how righteous and affectionate he was, he probably had no desire to die in a place like this.
Ignoring those two people, I slowly turned my gaze to the clock on the first floor.
Now the day has passed.
It’s the second day.
Excluding today, there are only three days left.
After five days, everyone in this room will be forced out and end up like a corpseman.
In the center of the two people watching, I intentionally blur the atmosphere and ask a fundamental question that I have been holding on to.
“What is the reason for the existence of the War of Dreams?”
“Why does it exist?”
“That… ….”
The two hesitated, unable to give a proper answer. It’s like I’ve never really thought about it.
I pour out the questions I have been thinking about one by one.
“A mansion with guests from different eras.”
There are a lot of gold and silver treasures, and I can’t even feel the mana, but the food is created randomly, and the cleaning is done neatly.
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Rare items such as Lemegeton and Meng Chun Wu Peak are handed out without any trouble, as if they were welcome drinks.
“Can something like this really happen?”
To be honest, I shook my head.
“I think it is impossible.”
The two of them couldn’t deny it either. Because it’s Archdemon Raeric.
I don’t know how he did it, but since he’s a monster that’s been living for hundreds of years, I can only speculate that it must have been possible.
“Furthermore, the biggest anxiety factor of this mansion is the time paradox.”
“Time, what?”
“What are you talking about?”
Spontaneously, I used a word that was used on Earth. I cleared my throat and corrected my explanation again.
“Hanso in my time was an old man. But if I kill the young Hanso here, what will happen to the old Hanso of my era?”
“Oh, that bothered me too.”
When the concept was explained, the dark mage immediately understood and agreed. Hanso thought about it as he brushed his chin, since the words weren’t that difficult.
The time paradox was a fairly big problem that could not be taken lightly.
As Heralhazard, Luanes, who should have invaded the Griffin Kingdom, is dead. The future of the kingdom itself had to be completely changed.
All history will change. A situation unfolds that shakes the story of the game itself.
But looking at it now, I was still standing here.
As Deus Verdi, the memorial service.
“This mansion does not dare to stop even though there are countless possibilities to interfere with the past.”
The fact that Hanso died at the age of eighty-five. That I am a disciple of the Dark Mage.
No matter what I said, the mansion didn’t show any reaction. This meant that there were no specific rules involved.
“Definitely.”
“That’s right.”
There are so many possibilities. It is a place that can greatly touch the history of the continent.
Because I couldn’t help but wonder.
“If there is a reason. I wonder if it could be one.”
Rather, I put forward a simple hypothesis.
“Deaths that took place here, or information about the future that we learn, have no effect on the outside world.”
Two people who kept their mouths shut at the same time.
The Dark Spirit twitched his eyebrows as if he had noticed, but Hanso tilted his head as if he was still puzzled.
“No matter how much I talk about the future, nothing will change the past.”
“Is it because you lose your memory after five days?”
You could say it was decorated like that. Actually, I also thought at first that the Dark Spirit lost his memory when he came out of this place.
That may not be a wrong idea, but after getting an idea from the point of not having a soul, I released the cruel truth.
“I wonder if everyone except me who came from the future is fake.”
* * *
Wow!
I slowly got out of bed at the sound of a long ringing bell. I was planning to get some sleep, but I ended up staying up all night with my eyes open.
After putting the Remegeton on the desk into my bosom, I headed outside.
I was supposed to meet the two of them separately at the restaurant, but Hanso was standing in the hallway waiting for me.
I felt like I was watching a watchman who was leaning against the wall with Maeng Cheon Wu Bong and facing a desperate fight.
“Have you organized your thoughts?”
“…… How is it possible to accept that you are fake and not real?”
While saying that, Hanso let out a self-deprecating bitter smile.
“Come to think of it, the reason you were only polite to me was because you saw me when I was 85?”
That was not wrong.
If I had just met Hanso, I wouldn’t have spoken honorifics like this.
“It’s not just because I’m older.”
“Hmm?”
“Because I thought he was a person worthy of respect.”
“… ….”
Hanso’s eyes are calm and sink. There was intense curiosity in his eyes.
“I wasn’t there.”
To be exact, the real Deius was in the banquet hall at the time.
“From what I heard, the 85-year-old Lord Han represented an empire and fought the devil until the very end.”
“…… I.”
With a confused expression, Hanso ponders my words.
“With my decrepit body, I fought the devil at the forefront. You were a military god of an empire until the very end.”
“… ….”
“You deserve respect, so I’m just setting an example for you now.”
“Isn’t that me?”
Cutting off my words, Hanso clenched his fists. I could feel how sad he was now from the trembling expression on his face as if he was resentful.
“After listening to you, I’ve been thinking about it all day. In fact, it’s just too hard to accept. I’m not really a Hanso.”
“… ….”
“It’s hard to accept, so in the end I’m thinking of killing you and escaping.”
Against me now, who can’t handle any soul, Hanso will be able to easily gain the upper hand and win.
As I stared at him in silence despite Hanso’s declaration, he looked down and asked if he felt something strange.
“Aren’t you resisting?”
“There is no point in trying. But.”
I thought this might be the case, but there was one thing I had to point out for sure.
“It is hard to agree that you are different from the 85 Hanso I know.”
“What do you mean?”
“Do you remember everything that happened before you came here?”
“Very clear.”
He was the one who firmly shouted as if he was denying that he was not a fake.
The more I listened to it, the more I understood why Learic had sent me to the Nightmare.
“I guess, but maybe you were a long time ago. I wonder if I would have entered the dream show at the age I am now.”
“… ….”
“At that time, you must have used No. 110. I don’t know if the escape was successful or not.”
I wasn’t sure right now because I didn’t know exactly what would unfold in five days.
“Even if the real Hanso leaves, the memories and experiences of Hanso from those days will remain here.”
Otherwise, there was no way I could have made such an elaborate fake.
Not only Hanso and the Dark Mage, but everyone else was acting and moving as if they were really real.
“The Nightmare War…… Is this because he remembered me and made it?”
Already broken Remegeton.
In the same flow as Mengcheonmu Peak, which is known to have been lost.
My guess was that the Nightmare War was creating the humans of those days that no longer exist.
“What about the uninvited Black Mage?”
“She must be the same after all. It must have been an intentional device created by Learic to keep the situation tense.”
Otherwise, there was no need to make it into Rule 27.
Because of the rules that look like warning phrases and the word uninvited guest.
“After all, I am real, but I am a fake.”
Two words that do not mesh.
But that’s why he was a perfect fit for this dreamy place.
“I don’t know.”
Hanso lowered his head as if grumbling and exhaled. But before he knew it, the Maeng Chun Wu Peak he was holding fell to the floor.
“I will not define whether I am real or fake. Talking with you makes me wonder what that has to do with it. I’m just a shaman of an empire.”
Leave complicated worries aside.
Follow your own beliefs.
“As you said, the end of a god of war would be the most suitable fight against the giant.”
“… ….”
“Musin Hanso, I will stand by your side.”
I slowly lowered my head to Hanso, who laughed heartily and touched my chest with his fist.
It didn’t matter anymore to the man in front whether he was fake or real.
However, Han So-ra lived as a single being and hoped that the end would also end like Han-so.
“Thanks.”
Eighty-five Hansodo.
Hansodo now.
In the end, I chose to fight the Great Devil with unwavering faith.
Aren’t you truly an honest man?
“Come to think of it, maybe I was just waiting to be persuaded by you.”
While smiling self-deprecatingly, he gently pushes my back
“Go to the restaurant. Because she is waiting.”
Since he already knew that the dark priest and I were related, he winked and moved away.
On the way to the restaurant, I stopped slowly and turned around to look at Hanso.
He tilted his head, asking if there was something wrong.
I opened my mouth once more to show respect.
“Coming to think of it, it seems like you haven’t introduced yourself in detail.”
“Deius Verdi of Northweden. That’s all I know.”
As Hanso shrugged, I slowly lowered my body with my hand on my chest.
“A necromancer who consoles the souls of the dead. The name given to me undeservedly by King Orpheus of the Griffins is a memorial service.”
“The memorial… Mystic Commander Deius Verdi. Comforting dead souls…….”
I repeat the words over and over again, and soon after realizing the reason I said this, I shed a blank laugh like an exclamation.
“Ha! He specialized in dealing with guys like me.”
When I gave him a faint smile without saying anything, he nodded his head a few times and then turned around and said:
“Yes, if, after all, this life was on its way to leaving. I will ask you to send me off.”
Now Hanso doesn’t have a soul.
I thought that what I had done so far could help him now.
I head back to the restaurant with Hanso back in my room.
In the meantime.
Check that there is a new phrase written on the wall where the 10 rules of Dream Demon are listed.
-10. Only one of the guests is alive.
The 10th rule, which had been torn at the back, was revealed before anyone knew it.
“Is finding out on your own the condition of reading the rules?”
The rules were not simply written down, but locked like an enigma.
Looking at rule 10, I realize that rule 30 was also a trap.
“In the end, did number 30 mean that?”
-30. Only one person can escape the nightmare.
It was the final rule that urged a brutal massacre.
The true meaning of that rule wasn’t to kill everyone but me.
Because I’m the only one who’s really alive.
In the end, it meant that no one but me could escape this nightmare.
“You’re funny.”
With a sneer that I will not be swayed by such things anymore, I entered the restaurant.
The 18-year-old Dark Magician who was waiting for me was sitting there.
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“It’s late. I don’t have time.”
She seemed to be dissatisfied with something, but I was relieved and smiled.
“There are three days left.”
Three days remain until you are kicked out of the Dream War.
“There’s too much time for the three of us to fight for our lives, but too little time to solve the secrets of this enigmatic place.”
Slowly sit down next to her.
“But.”
A faint smile was drawn on his lips as he looked forward to the time ahead.
“It seems like the right time for us to have a conversation.”
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