After I Stopped Sponsoring, the Female Leads Began Obsessing Over Me - Chapter 289



289 – Confession

The stairs leading to the basement drew a long spiral.

Jeopuk, Jeopuk.

The stone steps emit the cold sound of footsteps.

Darkness surrounds the surroundings like fog, as if it is a passage to hell.

Just when my vision could no longer function properly, a huge door blocked my eyes.

There is no need to hesitate by coming here.

I pushed the door without hesitation.

Geek!

However, the door was locked tightly and could not be opened.

When I looked, I saw that it was locked with a huge lock.

“Uhm… “

Is it a magic engineering tool?

It seems to be something that opens when you channel the magic power of the appropriate pattern. It didn’t seem difficult to reverse the pattern. But the problem is time.

After thinking for a moment, I thought of the librarian.

There’s no way she sent me down without any proper means. But you didn’t even give me a key or something?

“Is this really it?”

I looked at the note the librarian handed her in her hand.

The moment I put it on the lock.

— Clap!

The lock was opened.

A huge door that opens smoothly when you apply a little force.

Warm toned lighting flowed from inside the door.

When I stepped inside, I was amazed without even realizing it.

“…Ah.”

It’s a huge library.

No. This cannot simply be defined by the word ‘library’. Because it was so huge.

From where I stood, to beyond the darkness as far as I could see, there were endless shelves filled with records and books.

It was impossible to estimate how many records were inserted.

Naturally, I have doubts.

How much information and text do the books stored here contain?

Just imagining it is enough to make me dizzy.

Maybe, I don’t know if that’s possible, but it seemed like there was no shortage of people saying that this place contained all the records in the world.

“Oh, how!”

In the middle of that place, there was Emilia, hastily searching through records.

Several volumes of records lined up on the table.

As she was rummaging through one of them, she looked at me and let out a loud scream.

“Emilia. No. Developer.”

I corrected the title.

It is more correct to call her a developer rather than Emilia.

He took over her Emilia’s body her her her her. It would be a similar method to the way he tried to mentally control me when I fainted after a fight to the death with a blood demon.

Also, his influence on this world-Since this world is not a game, he may not be a developer, but rather an observer or a god …

Anyway, the term developer was familiar and comfortable to me.

‘He’s too pathetic to be acknowledged as a divine being.’

The developer was holding a record in one hand and looking at me with embarrassed eyes.

“How on earth did you get in here? Boo, I definitely ordered that kid to watch over me, right?”

“It opened on its own?”

“That can’t be possible! The door here will never be opened without the permission of the passerby! It’s a systematic design!”

Now this guy didn’t seem to have any intention of hiding the fact that he was a developer.

“Well, is this thanks to you?”

I held out a small card.

[Pass pass] Received from the emperor of the continent.

The face of the guy who was examining it crumpled. She mumbled to herself quickly, as if she was nervous.

“Damn… I didn’t think of this. It’s a mistake. Damn it. I definitely gave the next higher ticket on the pass. But even this wouldn’t have been enough…?”

There is no reason to answer that question.

Even if I answer that the librarian gave me strength, that would be like selling out the librarian who helped me.

I just shrugged my shoulders, and the guy bit his lip.

“I’ve given you permission! I’ve temporarily given you access permission one step at a time. That damned b*tch! You’ll listen to me quietly!”

Softly.

The guy slammed his trembling hands on his desk.

Moreover, seeing that he was talking b*tch to people, it was definitely the developer I knew.

My eyebrows naturally furrowed. It’s not a pretty sight.

‘It looks like he’s in quite a bit of a corner.’

The developer’s reason is still sharp enough to notice the librarian’s betrayal (by his standards). However, the behavior he showed was very emotional and poor compared to all the politics and maneuvers that had been carried out inside Emilia’s body her so far.

In other words, he is quite excited.

It was not a good situation.

I don’t know the power of the developer.

What he can do in this mysterious place that seems to contain the entire world’s information.

I couldn’t figure out what it was.

I calmly looked around and asked.

“What are we doing here?”

“You don’t know these things even if I tell you!”

A place where only records and records are placed from beginning to end.

I walked towards her – or her him.

“Stop!”

The developer picked up the recording as if threatening and shouted. Of course I didn’t stop. You have to pretend you don’t know what that means, so I’ll explain it to you.

Sreuk.

He rolled up the sleeves of her clothes.

It was a polite action that meant he could be beaten at any moment.

Sometimes, just actions like this can lead to conversation.

It’s like a thoughtful developer hurriedly opens his mouth.

“Stop… Stop! Stop coming closer. This, haha. Don’t you know what will happen if you delete this?”

The developer lifted the record in his hand.

A book that trembles along with the guy’s hand.

I stopped and answered.

“Unfortunately, I don’t know.”

“Ha…Hot! I guess you don’t know everything, do you?”

The developer shouted as if overcome by evil.

It seemed a little sarcastic.

One corner of the mouth goes up.

The guy was laughing with a sneer.

I’m good at reading people’s faces.

Nevertheless, it took some time to interpret the developer’s expression

The reason was simple.

Because he was showing emotions that I didn’t need to have right now.

Inferiority.

And lack of qualifications.

The guy was clearly feeling inferior to me.

…Why?

He is a developer – that is, a godly being in this world.

Why on earth does such a person have a sense of inferiority to mere ordinary humans?

I vaguely guess the reason, but I can’t be sure.

I just understand the emotion and use it.

People with a sense of entitlement tend to want to explain and convince others of their few strengths.

Dig up information about this place.

I intentionally let him float slightly.

“It is natural that you, the developer, know more about this world than I, the player.”

The corner of her mouth

It’s because of my approval.

“Kim Ian. Don’t you even know this?”

“I don’t think so. There are books in such a large place. I can’t get the hang of it.”

Haha!”

How can such a pretty face make an ugly smile?

It was clear that he was enjoying the fact that he had an advantage.

Soon, explanations poured out like rapid fire.

“Look at the amount of information. Do you think that if you collected all the books on the continent, there would be more than this? Moreover, the amount of information recorded in one book is overwhelming. Then, there is only one case. Even if you do this, you still don’t know what it is?”

I got a general feeling. But I shook my head to agree with the developer.

She opened her mouth triumphantly.

“It is a record of everything. All the past. All the present. That is stored here.”

“…Records of the past and present?”

“Yes. In the end, everything exists as a record. That means if the record disappears, the existence also disappears.”

“Akashic Records.”

A collection of information containing all things in the world. It was the identity of this place that was embodied in the form of shelves and books.

“Yes. That’s what they call it in your world. Now you know how important it is, right?”

The guy shook the book in his hand.

Beyond that, bookshelfs come into view and then disappear again and again.

That one book is a part of the world. Therefore, the bookshelf beyond is the world.

Something transcendent that captures the world. That’s what this place is.

“Are you dumber than I thought? If it were me, I would have felt it the moment I saw it.”

Hoho.

The developer covered his hands with a book and laughed.

So what is written in that book that the developer is keeping his hands on?

Looking around the guy, there were clearly traces of rummaging around, as if he was looking for something important.

It is not good to hand over the initiative for too long.

Stride.

When I took a step forward, the guy got scared and took a step back.

“Oh, don’t come. Before I tear this up.”

“What happens if you tear it?”

“Lee, it’s a reset. The whole world is being reset!”

It is a threat.

Is it true?

I don’t think it’s a lie.

From the beginning, he had been through this world hundreds of times. Didn’t he say the clerk said that? It is a world that has been repeated 237 times.

Therefore, it was a valid threat.

It wasn’t cool, though.

From noble mtl dot come

If he had the power to reset the world, it wouldn’t be a bad idea to threaten with a little more confidence.

Anyway, a threat is a threat.

Instead of moving closer, I stopped in my tracks.

To buy some time, I opened my mouth to gather information about him.

“I have a question.”

“Don’t even think about making nonsense. Don’t even think about persuading me.”

“I’m not persuading you. I’m just curious.”

“I have a question?”

“Yes. I always have questions when I meet a heroine.”

“…Ah.”

The guy looked at me with a mysterious face.

He seemed to know what my question was.

However, he probably didn’t know that that question would also be directed at him.

“The one who pushed me off the rooftop. I wonder if it was Emilia Raymond or you.”

Static.

There was an interlude of silence.

Unlike the three questions asked to the other heroines, this silence contained positivity.

The developer’s mouth slowly opened.

“I didn’t push you. I pushed Ian Black Angus.”

“That’s what you mean. Why did you do something like that?”

“Because I had to put your soul in that body. It was like shock therapy, so to speak. And, the fate of Ian Black Angus falling from the rooftop was decided.”

“…Destiny? What does that mean?”

The developer chuckled at my question.

“Ian von Fong Eastan Black Angus. Because that’s me.”