204 – 58-4. Fate is a cruel law.
A status window with a hard, businesslike tone.
It wasn’t like sending emoticons or talking in a playful way, as usual.
‘…Limited to 2 people.’
The hand went to his face naturally. Letters that do not change even if you blink your eyes.
Every time this guy says something, things get messed up.
It was like that when Emperor Locke came to the athletic meet,
Even when Magic Hat attacked, he told them to stop fighting.
Is the creator of Really right?
[Phantos Temple requires 2 people to enter. Please wait for your turn.]
Now I even have doubts. The transparent window, which moved accordingly even when I turned my gaze, gave me goose bumps, and sighed into the air.
In the end, only me and Fine were able to set foot in the temple.
No matter how hard Kenel and Ariel tried, they couldn’t enter together.
“…It’s cool.”
“Be careful with your feet. Blood.”
Now, the two of us were on our way down into the desert, separated from the warrior couple.
A cold, damp staircase. A place where a chill strikes in contrast to the dry and hot outside.
It even feels strange as if you are inside a refrigerator.
The depths we finally reached were blocked by an iron door similar to a vault.
“…?”
Is there such a thing in the first place? I think I just wanted to go in.
5 Years ago from the time of .
Like I asked Fine about the temple in Tardun, have a lot changed?
[Checking the entry conditions…]
The status window popped up in front of me again.
This is an image of checking something as the hourglass is overturned several times.
[First, to protect the main coupling of the game. ─ Success.]
What are the entry conditions?
I pulled my lips horizontally.
It is also questionable that the status window, which had never appeared before, appeared only in the temple of Pantos.
‘…Wait, success?’
I felt a strange sense of déjà vu when I saw the status window that said success. Where have you seen this
The status window must have told me to connect the coupling so that there would be no ‘contradiction’.
It was. I kept it….’
In fact, Ariel and Kainel were like that, and Dennis and White Magnolia were the same.
I only slightly helped behind the scenes so that love could come true, but I didn’t force people I didn’t like to meet.
[Second, don’t take the NTR or harem route. ─ Success.]
With a click, I heard the lock turning from the inside.
[Third, accompany the ‘nameless saint’ from the beginning until now. ─ Success.]
[Welcome. Player Lee Soo-hyun.]
“….”
I just remembered.
This is the condition of the saintess route.
***
In the place where I opened the iron door that was firmly closed.
“…A mirror?”
Similar to the booth we made at the summer festival, a room with mirrored walls came out.
Glass that distorts, magnifies and twists the human figure.
Despite being inside the temple, Fine looks everywhere like an excited puppy.
I’m sure there are exams here too, and there must be an administrator.
“Welcome! Travelers!”
As expected. It seems that this place has escaped the pursuit of the cult of warriors yet.
A red dwarf with a beard of flames welcomed us.
“Nice to meet you. You are a descendant of Berg.”
“Oh, you know our ancestors! My name is Grundel!”
A mountain that does not move. An administrator who comes from the descendants of ten girls who died during the war. Grundel gave off a small spark while smiling awkwardly.
This was the NPC who guided me through the maze.
Now we are locked in a glass room, unable to move. Originally, I thought it was going inside the mirror.
“Grundel-sama, I am here to challenge you.”
In the end, the Pantos test is a setting where emotions are entangled like a maze and you have to get out of it.
If you say this, the manager will protect your position with a large mirror in the center.
In a large full-length mirror decorated with gold, Fine and I are reflected in opposite directions.
“Yes, I came to become a hero with Licht.”
Fine also nodded his head several times, and looked between me and the dwarves with his hands clenched.
The appearance of the mind being organized. Unlike before, I wasn’t scared or wandering.
“Then, decide which of the two of you will go in.”
As we were about to jump right into the mirror, there was a hand blocking us. A dwarf shaking his head with a displeased expression.
Is something wrong?
“Which one of us will go in?”
“All temple trials must have been like that. A warrior of faith.”
It was the first time I heard it.
I tilted my head after hearing the strange information that all temple tests were like that.
“All the things the temple tests are related to ‘others’, not to oneself.”
Grundel circled around us and started talking.
He looked carefully at the sword on Fine’s back, and narrowed his eyes while looking at my helmet.
“I must have been beholden to a god of will before.”
“Oh, yes. If it’s the temple of Tardun…. I drank the elixir there.”
He turned to both of us and asked if we had ever passed the God of Will’s test before.
When I said yes, the corner of his mouth went down.
“The same goes for the Pantos test.”
At that moment, Grundel’s footsteps stopped. A dwarf man reached into the full-length mirror in front of him and took out something from inside.
You can go inside the mirror, after all.
“If there is something to be gained, there must be something to be lost.”
“Isn’t that the ?”
What was in his hand was a potion.
Similar to the one I drank inside the cave in the valley, but of a different kind.
“Right. But this effect is a bit unusual. An elixir of oblivion that causes those who drink it to lose their memories.”
“…… !!”
A grayish liquid dripping in a bottle.
Grundel brought out an unpleasant elixir that was more like slimy than sticky and threw it at Fine.
“Stop talking nonsense. It’s not like that, but something like a holy sword….”
I gritted my molars and yelled at him.
I thought it must be a trap for an NPC who would normally just let me in.
You haven’t even become a nameless saint yet, so you want me to drink a potion to lose your memory here?
I almost pulled out my sword because I was screaming that it would cause trouble no matter who heard it.
“Hey, take it easy. Warrior of faith Doesn’t the dear hero already have a holy sword?”
“…What?”
However, he let out a deep sigh as he sorted out the flickering flames. And Grundel trying to touch the sword Fine is carrying behind her back.
“…Have you seen it? This is why there is not much that our temple can do for you.”
A shard of glass that immediately got stuck in the dwarf’s palm. This means that those who do not own it cannot touch it.
Since when? No, on second thought….
‘Intinium was defeated by Fine, not Ariel.’
I recalled a pile of cards that had been cut in half. If Ariel had dealt with it, it would have turned to ashes.
From the beginning, as a hero, she had a holy sword.
Even when Magic Hat attacked, she wasn’t fooled, and neither was Head.
“Pine, when did you start using that sword?”
“…Since childhood.”
She asked again and again, but she never heard of how Fine had obtained her holy sword.
A shiny glass sword. Somehow, the handle part was oddly familiar.
Fine is just a child she can’t remember. She said she had been by her side since sometime.
“You have to drink this potion, but there is a place for testing in that mirror.”
“The other way…. Are you missing?”
“No. It is because the emotions of the person who drank this become a maze, and it is a test to get out of it.”
It wasn’t like this in the original game.
Damn it, no matter how much I squeezed my thoughts, there was no way. If this happened, I became stronger and defeated the demon king….
“Licht. Shouldn’t I be drinking this?”
“Absolutely not!”
I shouted urgently. Fine looks frightened as she curls her tail down.
The gray potion already in her hands confused me.
“Why, you say no…? As always, Richt will come to the rescue.”
“….”
I couldn’t answer easily.
If I lose my memory here, I’m afraid I’ll return to the nameless saintess I used to know.
I felt like I was going to disappear into Fine, which was like pure white music paper.
The force in her grip formed her fist.
‘I can’t make her unhappy.’
I hurriedly snatched the potion from Fine’s grasp.
Although I had a crush on her saintess, Fine, but I couldn’t put her in misfortune because of her personal greed.
“I will drink. That is the right thing to do.”
I should have noticed from the moment I entered the Pantos Temple.
I should have prepared for something like this when I saw the status window to see if I had stepped on the ‘saint route’.
I will no longer play around with the developer’s plan.
“Then Licht will lose his memory. No. Please don’t.”
“…I don’t care.”
I was a liar wolf to her.
A bad guy who lies and cheats on a girl wearing a red cape.
“It’s about my memory. I will give anything for you.”
“Why are you even doing that? Richt…?”
Look at it even now. She is a frightened idiot because she doesn’t want her truth exposed to that innocent, innocent Fine.
‘What is pure love black knight who will freeze to death..’
I was speechless because of the fishy taste of iron in my mouth.
Will she understand if I tell her the truth here?
Won’t they treat me like a weirdo?
If I told you that I fell in love with my unfortunate future self and came to this world?
I wonder if they hate me.
“….”
However, there is a limit to accumulating lies.
In the end, emotions are something you shouldn’t hide from each other.
“Before that, I have something to tell you. Bloody no….”
It would have been better if I had been honest like this from the beginning.
“…Saint.”