Madman in a Fantasy World chapter 147

147. truth

“What is this?”

Wasn’t this shipped incorrectly? Aren’t quests supposed to go to the toilet, not me? No, did there exist quests before that? Then why haven’t I seen it yet?

I don’t like it in the first place. The fact that I had a quest means that the writer or someone was looking at me, so I just kept watching and now I want to do it my way?

There’s no way. I never do it even if it’s disgusting.

“I don’t like it, fuck you?”

So, the quest window reappeared. This time, unlike the previous one, a phrase was added.

[ Main Quset ]

Kill the man in front of your eyes. Right Now!

Clear condition: L̸̴̴̸̶̷͎̭̒ű̷̶̸̷̸̸̲̽k̶̵̴̴̸̶̩̀͒ē̶̵̷̶̷̸̹̽ death.

Clear Failed: Death

Huh, if I don’t kill you, you’re going to kill me? Is this what he even threatens because things don’t go his way? Let’s see who wins this one?

“Yeah, kill me~ It’s enough if you go to another world~”

I put my hands together like a clown, looked at the sky, and shouted. So far, the reason why he’s suddenly annoyed after he’s been on the sidelines is because he’s in a hurry, but who’s sorry if he can’t kill it? First of all, I’m not.

Haven’t you learned that if you ask for a favor, whether it’s a newcomer or a writer, you have to do it politely? Then the quest window appeared in front of me again.

[ Main Quset ]

Please kill the man in front of you… please…

Clear condition: L̸̴̴̸̶̷͎̭̒ű̷̶̸̷̸̸̲̽k̶̵̴̴̸̶̩̀͒ē̶̵̷̶̷̸̹̽ death.

Clear Reward: Wish Ticket

The way you talk is like a streamer who gets a kick out of it.

“Luke? Why are you suddenly like that?”

Looking at the quest window alone and mumbling, Luna asked a question with a puzzled look. In Luna’s eyes, it must have seemed like I was talking to the sky out of nowhere.

“It’s nothing special, they suddenly made a fuss to kill the demon.”

“Who is…?”

“God? Or a writer? I don’t know. He kept saying shit and threatening to kill me if I didn’t kill him quickly, so I said fuck him.”

Only then did the man’s gaze reach us.

[···I thought I wouldn’t be surprised at anything now, but this is new again. What a great year.]

He muttered an incomprehensible sound.

[yes. Who are you?]

“I am Luke!”

[Not a borrowed name. I’m asking for your original name.]

“I am Luke!”

[…This guy doesn’t understand the language.]

A borrowed name, if I’m wearing Luke’s body, Luke is now my name. And I don’t really like the name of my previous life.

“It doesn’t matter whether they communicate or not. You’re going to die soon anyway.”

don’t know who the opponent is But I wonder if the person in the Demon Realm is a human like us. Of course, it must have been drunk, isn’t it?

“But in the original work, the demon was portrayed as a woman. Why is it a man?”

[Ah… you mean her. I killed him.]

“Damn it. There are only two things in this world that can use the light attribute, so where are you going to make an obvious statement?”

[It wasn’t exactly killed, but absorbed.]

Whether it was absorbed, fused, or merged into the vestibule. It has nothing to do with me.

“Anyway, you’re destined to follow the original story.”

[You tricked me very skillfully.]

“You keep talking nonsense. Is that your will before you die?”

[Who said that? This world is a novel.]

“Nofia did that, you motherfucker.”

If I saw it on a novel site, it’s a novel, so is it an essay?

[… It seems like you don’t know the meaning of the novel.]

“You know better than those who haven’t developed literature.”

Do the people in the world, where novels have not been universalized because literature has not developed, know more about novels than I do?

I don’t know exactly as much as Namu Wiki, but a novel is a story that a writer creates based on imagination or facts.

[You know, but do you still think that this world and the novel you read are the same?]

“If you have something to say, just say it, don’t mess around.”

[In other words, what you saw is a ‘story’ that strangely twists the facts.]

The devil said, emphasizing the word ‘story’.

[The happy ending you saw is that it’s a sham story created by the god you speak of.]

In a word, what I saw is a story full of dreams and hopes in which the writer changed reality to his liking.

[Anyone can write a story. Even if it’s real or not, whoever reads it can’t know the truth. Rather, humans will only blindly believe in what they see.]

The demon’s words have a point. I also compared it to the original when something happened.

[Is there balance in the story you saw?]

“What a balance.”

Are you talking about power balance or probability?

[Have you ever had any doubts? The main character is to represent God’s will… Yes. Assuming there is a hero, shouldn’t there be a demon king who can represent the will of the demon god?]

Don’t talk about such complicated things. My head hurts. And you should ask the writer about that. Why ask me?

“If there was such a thing as balance, there shouldn’t be demons and S-class monsters.”

[In order to balance the monsters, humanity was gifted with the ability called magic. S-class adventurers were created to balance the demons, and S-class monsters went into hiding to balance themselves.]

“A sleeping rat horn. A volcanic ceratopsian turned an area into a desert.”

[The World Tree was born to balance the pyroclastic dragon. The World Tree and humans successfully stopped the Volcanic Ceratopsian. Did you know the whereabouts of the other monsters?]

Certainly, I couldn’t find any information on any S-class monsters except for the Volcanic Keratodra. I just know it’s somewhere on the continent.

[No matter how strong your power is, if you don’t do anything, it’s the same as not having it.]

So. Is this the sound that he went into hiding himself to balance? Monsters have that level of intelligence? that’s interesting.

“But what does that have to do with me?”

[·······.]

“Balance is none of my business.”

I don’t care that this world wasn’t actually a novel, or that there was no happy ending in the first place.

Because I came to kill the Demon God in front of me. Other than that, nothing else matters.

‘Still, thanks to that, it became easier.’

Originally, the concept was that even if the demon god could make his HP up to 1, just like the gimmick in the game, he would not die unless he finished with a light attribute attack.

Conversely, he may have absorbed the demon’s power, but since he’s not a demon, it’s not like he’s just losing his hand.

[If you don’t understand what I’m saying, it’s not bad to see it with your own eyes.]

After the unknown sound of the demon god, the darkness below us invaded.

“Mu-Bing.”

[·······?]

“No, honestly, I’m not very interested. It’s called skipping.”

I don’t know what he was asking me to see, but I avoided it because I thought it would be a long story for some reason. Hitting everyone for attacking isn’t just sewage, right?

But.

“Lou, Luke?!”

“Luke!”

“hehehe! Save me…!”

The three of them, excluding me, were sucked into the darkness, as if I didn’t know how to escape.

“ah.”

[Do you have no camaraderie?]

“Why blame me for letting him go?”

What a weird guy.

“Come to think of it, now I’ve come to mind, who are you?”

It is said that the original Demon God was absorbed. Then who is the guy in front of me?

[Hmm…]

The demon was suddenly lost in thought. He seemed to be thinking about something seriously, but it seemed like he was thinking of his own name.

‘Do you have dementia? Why did you forget your name?’

The lifespan of demons is hundreds of years, just like elves. If so, it must mean that the demon, a higher being than the demons, lived longer than that. If that’s the case, it’s an age where there’s nothing strange about dementia.

[It’s been a long time since I’ve given up on my name, but if I had to call it…]

The devil closed his eyes and fell into a brief flashback. And after a while, I opened my eyes again.

[It’s Luke.]

“what?”

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[ Main Quset ]

Please kill the man in front of you… please…

Clear condition: Luke dies.

Clear Reward: Wish Ticket

***

Except for Luke, the three were sucked into darkness. As if blinking an eye, the three of them were standing in different places before they knew it.

Unlike when he was dragged, the place was like a blank white paper.

“Um, are we dead?! Is this heaven?!”

First, Yui cried. Luna calmly checked his condition and soothed him.

“Calm down Yui-san. We’re still alive and well.”

“Whew, whew…”

I confirmed that he was alive… but the problem is that he still doesn’t know where he is. I didn’t know how to get out or why the Demon God had sent us to a place like this.

The surroundings are completely white, so it might be blinding, but there’s no such feeling at all. There was something that suddenly caught the eyes of Richie, who was turning her sights in a place where the place itself was foreign.

“Luna, what is this?”

“well···.”

A woman and a man smiling while holding a child. Scene wielding a wooden sword. It was a series of pictures. It looks like someone’s memories were cut and pasted with scissors.

However, the painting was so realistic that it was difficult to believe that someone had drawn it. Quality as if it were brought to life as it was.

“Huh? Luna-san! Richie-san! Look at this!”

What Yui found in the long line of paintings was a man she was familiar with.

“Isn’t this Mr. Arthur?”

How many times have you seen I could never be mistaken. The identity of the man in the painting was Arthur.

“Come to think of it… I’m sure the Demon God told us to see it for ourselves before sending us here.”

“Am I supposed to see everything here?”

“well···.”

Richie asked, but it was impossible to know that it was Luna. Because I didn’t even know the identity of the demon god in the first place.

Is this the real Arthur, the moment Richie puts his hand on the painting.

“······!”

The picture shook greatly. It was a similar phenomenon to the portal in the demon realm.

“Luna-san, Yui-san. It looks like we have to go in here.”

“Is this… a portal?”

Luna also ran her hand through the painting, and felt her hand being sucked into the painting.

“Should I go in too?”

“It seems there is no other way.”

“It’s a bit scary…”

It’s scary, but I can’t help it. Right now, there is no proper way to get out of here, and it seems that this is what the demon god said to see.

Reluctantly, the three of them threw themselves at a painting presumed to be someone’s memory.