Escaping the Mystery Hotel - Chapter 465
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EP.465 Episode 465 – Room 206, The Cursed Room – ‘The Demon King Resurrects After 100 Days’ Re (24)
Episode 465 – Room 206, The Cursed Room – ‘The Demon King Resurrects After 100 Days’ Re (24)
[User: Han Ga-in (Jihye)
Date: Day 552
Current Location: Tier 1, Room 105 – ‘Room of Rest’
Wise Man’s Advice: 0]
– Han Ga-in
“Hey, you need to work on your speech.”
“…”
At first, it was an act to show off mystique in front of the NPCs, but before I knew it, it felt like a heavy tone of speech had suddenly become attached to the mouth of ‘Taeyang Ga-in’.
At that time, the other person said as if he was dumbfounded.
“A sun-gain? If I’m a sun-gain, then are you a magic-gain?”
“That’s so childish….”
What about the real Cain and the non-real Cain?
At least for now, I’m the only one with a body.
“It’s too ambiguous who takes over the body. That can change at any time.”
Suddenly, I realized that the other person was reading my ‘thoughts’ that I hadn’t said out loud.
“You too. Some of the things you said as weighty speech I didn’t say out loud. Of course, I don’t have a physical mouth right now.”
Share your memories and current thoughts in real time.
Could these beings really be ‘others’?
If not others, then who am I talking to right now?
Wasn’t there no such thing as conversation in the first place?
It might be no different from me fantasizing and delusional alone –
“Stop, stop. Now we know what to call each other. I’m the normal Cain, and you’re the mentally ill Cain.”
“…”
“Did you think that before? The Grimoire is super-rational and the Sun is emotional? That’s your opinion, I think differently. The Grimoire is psychotic and the Sun is human.”
Funny enough, this didn’t seem entirely wrong either.
“Let’s go back to the beginning. The advice Miro gave us. I can see from your psychotic state that the sun’s influence is not reaching you properly.”
Last night, when I realized the second sentence of the book, I was divided.
At that time, roles were not divided like they are now.
Of course.
In the first place, the Grimoire is an independent heritage, not a tool created to suppress the erosion of the sacred sun.
The ingenious idea of dividing the inheritance among the split selves and ‘isolating’ them was provided by Miro.
The result is now.
If we compare it to the patron’s favorite paint, it’s like dividing the water bowl in two and separating the black paint and the white paint.
“I’m not sure if this is a plausible solution, but it seems better than before. Miro’s first piece of advice was useful. I’ll check out the second piece of advice if I get the chance.”
Miro’s first piece of advice, ‘isolation’, was useful.
How about a second tip, ‘too much is as bad as too little’?
“And the solution for room 206 is, to put it nicely, ingenious, but to put it badly, it has too many loopholes.”
“…”
“I feel like all the empty spaces are turning to our advantage… What can I do? I have to work hard.”
I agree.
No, his thoughts are my thoughts, so it would be more accurate to say that I reviewed the plan rather than agreeing with it.
“Oh! What kind of Descartes are you? Stop pretending to be a depressed German philosopher. I have a headache too. Let’s stop talking.”
With those words, the being that had been like a flickering flame slowly died down.
“Somehow it will work out. I can fill in the gaps in the plan.”
Who said that just now? Me? Or them?
… I think I should go to sleep now.
The next morning, the fourth attempt on 206 began.
*
– Kim Ari
A darkness where nothing can be seen and a suffocating silence.
Soon, a mysterious voice rang out, signaling the start of Room 206.
“In the coming destruction, I pray that the unshakable law may sustain the world, so that the chaos that fills the universe may not invade our little cage.”
…
“Indomitable reason! Defend the world with clear principles!”
This is a kind of prologue.
This must have been the moment when the indomitable reason installed in paradise was first ignited.
And after some time, wake up.
“…”
I woke up in a simple room.
As we went outside, several high-ranking officials, including elders of the church, were talking about this and that.
“It is truly a joyous thing that the number of believers in each meeting is increasing -”
“Elder Odian is scheduled to speak at the evening meeting -”
“There have been many reports of encountering informers on Route 17, so be careful -”
Needless to say, running a social group in this harsh dystopia is no easy task.
“Oh, Ari Apostle! You slept late today.”
“… Yes, Raymond. I will be careful.”
“Haha! What are you talking about! You still have a lot to sleep at this age. You can rest more.”
Fortunately, I didn’t have to do such a bothersome thing.
I guess it’s because the setting says he’s young.
— Squeak!
As I headed toward the treasury of the sect, several people looked in my direction, but no one stopped me.
I am of a fairly high rank, and until this morning I was a good and faithful girl.
There aren’t any great weapons in the treasure vault to begin with.
“…”
At least that’s what the church people think.
I’m just saying it’s a place with some historical stuff.
I thought so too the first time.
“…”
“Hmm? Ari Sado, are you interested in spacesuits?”
I also started laughing as I watched the old man smiling brightly.
You kept a protective suit for 200 years and thought it was a spacesuit?
It looks similar to a spacesuit, but isn’t it functionally very different?
Of course, since they are NPCs, they cannot use protective clothing, but their abnormal sturdiness can be seen even without using it.
The stage created by the hotel often reveals a vague sense of plausibility in such small details.
“…”
I stroked the protective suit and thought about it one last time.
Is there anything more that can be gained from the Demon King’s Cult?
…
does not exist.
Now that the Holy Sun has been recharged, there is no longer any need to eat the cult, and the plan to worship the Demon King has also been abandoned.
If there’s one place that has ‘bait’ left, it’s the sanctuary, and the sanctuary is a place that can be reached even without these people.
therefore….
It would be a good idea to deal with people in advance who might cause unnecessary confusion in your future plans.
— Clang!
“Huh? Huh! Huh! What, what is it? Th, how do I do this -”
I wore a protective suit.
“Wow! Could it be that you, Apostle, have received it from the Demon King -”
— Kwajik!
The neck of an old man who was managing an old treasure vault was broken.
I don’t think there was any pain.
… maybe.
“Whoa! Th-the person is dead – Shut up!”
“This is crazy! Ari Apostle is crazy!”
One, one more, one more.
The leaders of the religious order are falling one by one.
Many of them were people with supernatural powers, so they would not have been able to be killed so easily.
But this is not outside paradise, but inside paradise.
In a realm ruled by indomitable reason, they all become ordinary human beings.
On the other hand, the suit was confirmed to work regardless of the indomitable reason on the second attempt.
Why? Because it is a product of pure science?
If you hit it like that, what about the final flash or bracelet?
There’s no point in arguing like this.
Because room 206 is just a stage recreated by the hotel.
Anyway, none of them could stop me.
“Eww! Please, save me! My, my lord, my son -”
“Spy! This crazy bitch is definitely sent by Kadyrov -”
If they were ordinary people, they would have reported it to the informer, but since it was the Demon King’s cult, they couldn’t do that, so they were killed without any countermeasures.
Several people who realized that they could not win ran towards the narrow passage.
I didn’t bother to stop it because I was a little tired.
Was that why?
There was a man who realized something when he saw me not stopping the escape.
“Ha! Is there someone waiting in the hallway too?”
“…Raymond.”
Raymond, the most senior elder of the Demon King’s cult and someone close to its leader.
He certainly had insight.
Because Kim Sang-hyun is waiting in the passageway.
“Huh, huh! What on earth is going on… Is the fate of the religious order ending here?”
“…”
“That can’t be! That can’t be! This evil sorceress, the witch of Kadyrov!”
Just like someone else said earlier, Raymond also seems to think of me as an assassin sent by the mayor.
Since they are people who don’t know anything, they can’t help but be mistaken.
“We! We will never end like this! You may think you won today, but the Demon King is once again -”
“That’s right. You won’t end up like this.”
I wonder if these words will be of any comfort to Raymond.
But I thought the old man was a good person, so I wanted to say this much to him.
“I think you’re dreaming. A long and painful dream. Just, we’re all taking a deep breath together.”
“What? What on earth are you talking about!”
“When you wake up again, no one will remember what happened today. Good night.”
— Kwajik!
Now it’s really starting.
*
– Yoo Song-i
“Haha, sir. According to last quarter’s financial statements -”
“This is a report from the mine yesterday -”
“A large-scale embezzlement case at Pleon Company -”
Reports from officials and high-ranking officials of Paradise continue endlessly.
The mayor, Leon Kadyrov, worked tirelessly, without wasting a single second.
In the 2nd and 3rd rounds, I was essentially the mayor from the middle.
How would you compare me back then with Leon now?
…
Ahem.
Let’s be honest about this.
Watching the market work now, I feel like I was playing a complicated game in the past.
Well, of course there’s nothing I can do.
How could I keep up with Leon, who was already a great genius and had been working in administrative work for over 30 years?
Anyway, I realized anew what an outstanding person Leon Kadyrov is.
“It’s Songi.”
“…”
“Songi Kadyrov.”
“Huh? Huh? Yes?”
I looked up in surprise and saw the mayor, who had stopped working for a moment, looking at me.
“It’s a little early, but I’m getting off work.”
*
The mayor opens his mouth as he returns to his floating mansion, a mysterious place where unyielding reason cannot suppress the supernatural.
“So, what do you think of your half-day tour of my work?”
“…”
As soon as I woke up in room 206 this morning, I asked the mayor if I could come and see your work.
I was thinking of secondary and tertiary plans in case of rejection, but surprisingly, the market readily agreed.
Well, if you look back at the second round, the mayor thinks of me as a possible successor.
I guess I thought that since I’m old enough, I should know about these things too?
“Dad, you work really fast and accurately.”
Leon answered with a light laugh.
It didn’t seem like he was in a bad mood.
“Starting tomorrow, I will make arrangements to submit a summarized report to you as well.”
“…”
What is this?
My daughter is showing interest in important things, so I’m proud of her and suddenly I’m training her to be my successor?
Don’t do that.
You’re just being weak-hearted for no reason.
“… dad.”
“huh?”
“What, what kind of plans do you have?”
“plan?”
“It’s a plan to save a country on the brink of destruction.”
“okay?”
“Can it work? I’m not sure. But it’s possible.”
“What on earth are you planning?”
“Well, that’s hard to say.”
“Tell me more.”
“The problem is that the process of carrying out the plan involves enormous sacrifices.”
“…”
“It’s not like dozens or hundreds of people are dying. It’s something that the average person can’t even imagine -”
“A million people?”
“It’s much more than that.”
“hmm.”
“It’s highly likely that it won’t even be a comfortable death. It’ll be extremely painful. This kind of plan -”
“Can I do it? For the city?”
“…”
“Can we sacrifice the people we live with for an uncertain future? Is this the question?”
“… That’s right.”
The market bowed its head for a moment.
It seemed like he was choosing what to say to me.
“It’s Songi.”
“yes.”
His speech was somehow detailed.
I didn’t write about someone who was particularly loved.
“That is the most important role of a ruler. To face painful struggles, to confront decisions that the weak cannot make.”
“…”
“I don’t know exactly what you are worried about, so it’s hard for me to tell you what to choose. But at least don’t avoid making a choice. Even if you die, die on the path you have chosen.”
No matter how difficult the situation is, don’t avoid making choices.
Even if I die, die on the path I chose.
That’s a market-like answer.
It’s a market-worthy will.
“Was this helpful?”
“Yes. Thanks to you, I was able to make up my mind.”
“I don’t know what happened, but it’s fortunate.”
“Dad, good night.”
“What? There’s still time to sleep -”
— Bang!