My Demons - Chapter 218



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My Villains Episode 218

46. ​​Master of Dreams (8)

There is a saying that I must repeat once a day after entering the body of Poynix.

-Reality is different from games.

Of course, ‘Is this really the dark world?’ This question comes to mind twelve times a day, so I don’t know if the rumination has much meaning.

There were more than one case that proved that the world I fell into was different from the game I saw through the monitor, and that it was constantly changing.

Let’s name a few representative ones… … .

He killed Robber Baron Albianne, who was supposed to have taken over Longville by leading a band of bandits, in front of the gates of South Harbor.

The ‘Underground Lord’, who was supposed to be sleeping quietly under the sewer, suddenly jumped out and devastated the dock. Ulkar, the man who would become the king of murder, became one-armed while fighting the Underground Lord, and was knighted by the one-armed prince. ,

Longville, who was destined to become a den of magic bandits, and Dionea, who was destined to be caught in the castle gate after being gang-raped by magic bandits, are safe… … .

When I count them, there really are a lot.

Anyhow, these changes usually made my adventures much more dangerous and difficult. Compared to the game, the level of difficulty was completely different.

But, nevertheless, I expected a little more this time.

The chapter boss, ‘Vampire Lord Tenvier Ma’, was easily killed because he was weakened by a series of events. He also missed one of his three wives, but killed or captured the rest.

It was a long struggle to deal with the powerful sorceress ‘Star Maker Sole Bar’. However, thanks to a stroke of luck, the spell thief Saitz was able to catch him without breaking a sweat.

I feel really sorry for the mercenaries who disappeared in the fog or for Esanna, who was torn to death by ‘Mountain Druid Unsted’, but considering that I cleared Chapter 4 at this level, I practically ate it raw.

So I was thinking, ‘The twist in the scenario isn’t all that bad.’

“however.”

I sighed softly and brushed my bangs.

“Why is that fog still there?”

Spell thief Saitz shrugged his shoulders with a shameless expression, as if not feeling burdened by all the attention from the group.

“I don’t know.”

For a moment, silence fell on the underground throne room. The person who broke the silence was the ponytail Lee Fritz.

“But, this bastard… … . “Speech is short?”

“……what?”

“If you don’t want your head exploded, speak politely, you magic bastard.”

Seitz’s wrinkled face turned pale as Fritz growled grimly.

“Aren’t you going to tell me? “Would you like to tell me if I give you a few punches in the face that looks like shit?”

… … Seeing a gangster-looking guy beating up an old man makes the Confucian spirit burn in his heart.

But it didn’t stop Fritz.

Saitz has aged rapidly due to having his life taken away by the Realm of Dreams, but he is still in his 30s on the inside. In short, it means that he is a fake old man.

As I remained silent with my arms crossed, Saitsu immediately changed his expression and pursed his lips.

“Well, I really don’t know. “I can guess roughly, but the exact circumstances are,” “Why don’t you know? “You were occupying the dream territory, right?”

“Yes, but… … . “I didn’t create that fog in the first place.”

“Then who made it?”

“It’s, um, a natural phenomenon. “It is a phenomenon that occurred as this area became integrated with the world of dreams.”

Hey, what does this mean?

He lifted his helmet and scratched his head. Seitz, who could see the frustration in that movement, quickly explained.

“Everyone, I’m sure you haven’t had a dream recently.”

“Whether it’s a good dream or a bad dream, you haven’t had a dream since you entered the fog.”

He said, ‘Right?’ He glanced at the group with his gaze.

The mercenaries shook their heads with shocked or surprised faces.

“… … “After hearing it, I think so.”

“I thought I was so tired that I slept soundly without dreaming.”

“Damn it, have you ever had a good night’s sleep since coming in here?”

Next to the mercenaries who roughly agreed, Wu Teqwai also nodded, muttering ‘Hmm’.

“right. “I had no dreams for several days.”

“… … so do i.”

Ellen nodded with an uncomfortable expression, and Moongchi, who was fiddling with the crossbow, said, ‘Me too!’ and raised her hand.

Then, when my eyes naturally fell on Heyla, she slowly blinked her eyes and opened her mouth.

“I do not know. “I don’t really dream.”

No sooner had Hayla finished speaking than Saitz asked me a question.

“How are you, bloody prosecutor?”

“… … “Just call me Phoenix.”

“Ah, anyway. It must have been a while since Lord Phoenics had a dream. Right?”

“I don’t know. “I don’t dream much either.”

I added, scratching my eyebrows.

“But, it seems like most people agree. So what’s not dreaming? “What does that mean?”

“The reason you are not dreaming is because you are already halfway into the realm of dreams. And it is extremely difficult for a person who is immersed in a dream to wake up on their own.”

“… … so?”

“In short, to get rid of the fog, you have to get rid of the realm of dreams.”

Seitz, who had been explaining intently, looked back with a complicated look.

“That means we have to destroy that throne.”

A huge chair made of white material that looks like it was made of carved bone. The throne in the center of the throne room looked the same as when I first saw it.

“… … “What? It’s simple, right?”

The pony-haired Fritz, who had his arms crossed, approached the plump Esson with a grin on his face. And then Eson snatched the pole hammer that was leaning on his shoulder.

“What, you-”

“what? “I said I would use special force. Do you have any complaints?”

Eson burst out laughing in bewilderment, but Fritz walked toward the throne without even looking back.

… … How familiar is this scene?

It looks like a dwarf warrior walking towards the One Ring during a meeting.

“Hmm-”

Fritz held the long pole hammer tightly in his rough hand and swung it like a thunderbolt.

Coooooo!

“Ugh!”

I was thrown away by an unknown repulsive force.

“Keck, X-arm. “You ate dust!”

“That kind of idiot.”

Umberta, a heavy swordsman, and Derby, a heavy soldier, were scattering clouds of dust and swearing, and Esson was picking up the pole hammer that Fritz had missed and muttering, ‘Hey, you’re scratched.’

No one paid attention to Fritz, who was rolling around on the floor.

“Hmm.”

Saitz raised his hand to cover the corner of his mouth. Then he opened his mouth, stroking his beardless chin.

“This area is already like a half-circle. “You can’t destroy the throne with such ignorant methods.”

“I already heard that. They say that only the owner of the throne can destroy the throne.”

I pointed at Kelsene with a sour face.

“That vampire taught me everything.”

“… … “Oh, I see.” His puzzled gaze landed on Fritz, who was staggering to his feet. It was as if they were asking why I let them do such a stupid thing when they clearly knew about it.

“There’s no harm in checking.”

“indeed.”

“So, what is the method? Since you are the owner of the throne, you can do anything, right?”

“But I lost all my strength.”

The guy sighed deeply and continued speaking as if he was lamenting.

“While I was sitting on the throne and building my dream territory, a wind suddenly blew and scattered all my mana. So, not only the world I was creating but even my life span went to the other dimension.”

“… … That dimension? “Hwangye?”

“Yes, that’s right.”

“Is there any way to get it back?”

In response to my question, Saitz wiped his face and shook his head.

“The world of illusion is the dimension of dreams. “It’s a very scary place.”

“It’s terrible? why?”

“It is so ever-changing that it is impossible to see an inch ahead, and its vastness is comparable to that of the night sky. My youth, world, and strength would have disappeared without a trace like a handful of salt scattered in the sea. If I were to sit on that throne now, instead of ruling the realm of dreams, I would be swallowed up by the world of illusions… …

Saitz, who had the face of an old man of indeterminate age, was crying as if he was about to shed tears at any moment.

“A step towards creating my own utopia

It was just before…

It was such a pitiful sight, but I had no intention of comforting him.

“Then what should I do?”

“… … Um, that’s it.”

The old man wiped his eyes, wet his dry lips, and shook his head.

“I’m really sorry, but I don’t know.”

“okay?”

I glanced at Mibu, who was standing quietly behind me, and burst into laughter.

“Then do as the vampire taught you.

Should I do it?”

“••••••yes?”

“I heard that to destroy the dream realm, you have to destroy the throne, and to destroy the throne, you have to kill its owner and take the throne?”

“Yes?”

When I spoke with a genuine smile, Saitz, who was very shy, waved his hand wildly.

“No, no! You don’t know exactly what’s going on. And, Ellen!”

The guy’s urgent gaze turned to Ellen, but he just crossed his arms with an expressionless face.

Saitz muttered a low ‘damn’ and then raised his voice again.

“If you kill me carelessly, you will definitely regret it!”

“If that is the only solution, I have no choice but to accept it.”

Steedman, who caught my eye, pressed the guy to the floor.

“Oh, billion,”

Saitz immediately fell forward, dropped his chin and shouted when he saw the blue ax blade hanging around his neck.

“Wait, wait-! There is a way, a different solution!”

“••••••Ugh.”

He squatted down in front of Saitz, who was on the floor, and burst into laughter.

“Does it hurt? “It would have been better if you had said that from the first time you asked.”

“Oh, did you know?”

” what?”

“There is a solution, a different solution.” “Of course I knew.”

As Steedman retreated, Seitz, who had been lying on his back, hurriedly got up and fell to his knees.

“They say the original owner of the throne was Tenvierma. “You didn’t kill him, but you became the owner of the throne.”

“yes? “How do you do that?”

“Are you asking because you don’t know? “I was the one who killed that old vampire.”

“••••••that.”

Seitz opened his mouth in surprise for a moment, but then nodded.

“Well, I expected it from the time I was with that vampire… …

“Stop talking nonsense and tell me a way quickly.”

When I spoke softly with annoyance, he swallowed his dry saliva and quickly nodded.

“I took this castle with the help of the Dark Knight, but I was unable to take the throne because Count Matianver ran away. In order to obtain the original throne and dream territory, you have to kill the owner.”

“So what did you do?”

“Well, the Dark Knight memorized a certain spell.”

“order?”

“He said it was a spell that deceived some reason… …

Saitz looked at me awkwardly. When I saw that, annoyance welled up inside me.

“You don’t know what to do?”

“••••••That, yes, that.”

“Oh, you bastard.”

When I distorted my face, Saitz was shocked and covered his head and pointed somewhere with his finger.

“Well, she’ll know!”

“… … what?”

“You damned vampire!”

The person who was pointed out by Seitz was Kelsenne, the rag-clad Mibu.

“This is the year that stayed by Count Mattianver’s side since he created that throne. “After the Count, the person who knows the most about the secrets of the throne is that vampire.”

When my eyes turned to him, Kelsen opened his mouth with an expressionless face.

“It’s true.”

“Look at that!”

asked Kelsenne, ignoring Saitz clapping his hands.

“Then, do you know how to take the throne without killing the former master?”

“… … i know.”

Just as I was about to smile, she spoke first.

“But why should I teach you that?”

Gidon, the crossbowman holding the rope, frowned and aimed the silver crossbow at Kelsenne’s neck.

“You dirty bitch, what kind of nonsense are you talking about now!”

Even while Gidon was scolding me, she was looking at me with colorless eyes.

“Part of the reason I guided you was fear of pain, but also hope that I could get revenge.”

“••••••plural?”

“yes.”

Colorless eyes turned to Saitz with a subtle murderous intent.

“There was hope that I could take revenge on the thief who had forgotten the favor and stabbed me in the back while hiding in my husband’s tent.”

“… … however?”

“But, that thief joined hands with you. Is there any reason for me to help you?”

The atmosphere quickly became hostile.

Seitz went on a rampage, saying things like ‘damned bitch’, and Gidon put on a cold smile and put his finger on the trigger of the crossbow aimed at the white nape of the neck. The other mercenaries also watched me with their hands on their weapons.

I glanced at Kelsene.

Unlike in Saitz’s case, I didn’t feel any hostility in the eyes directed at me. They didn’t look like the eyes of someone who wanted to commit suicide, no, they didn’t look like the eyes of a vampire.

“Is there something you want?”

“yes.”

“what?”

Kelsene took a deep breath and opened her mouth.

“Please return me to a human.”

“••••••what?”

“Please return me to a human.”

Everyone gathered in the audience room looked bewildered as Kelsen repeated these words.

“What kind of bullshit is that all of a sudden? “Can a vampire ear become a human?”

“It’s impossible.”

“… … “Are you kidding me?”

“It’s impossible, but it might be possible for you.”

Kelsenne whispered with her voice muffled.

“Because you are a descendant of Blackwood.”

“With his power, he could cure my cursed blood.”

I was able to immediately understand the meaning of what she said. Kelsene is aware that Blackwood is the Blood King Zahak, and that I am a descendant of Zahak.

“… … How did know?”

“I’m a vampire. “You have very bright ears.”

Did you overhear the conversation between Alena and me? The distance was quite far… … .

“Do you really believe that, um, with Blackwood’s power, you can become human?”

“Not long ago, you gave me a few drops of blood, right?”

Kelsen’s dry face drew a faint smile.

“It was very powerful and thick. “Just those few drops gave me the will to live.”

At that time, Ellen burst out laughing as if she was dumbfounded.

“Is that what you were hoping for?”

“Desperate people find hope even in small clues.”

“He must be a desperate vampire.”

Ellen looked back at me and continued.

“Returning a vampire to a human is fundamentally the same as resurrecting a dead person. “You don’t believe that’s possible, do you?”

“… … Well, I can’t believe it.”

“Yeah, I mean.”

“But what, does it matter? “He says he believes that.”

“what?”

As Ellen narrowed her brows, I looked back at Kelsene and shrugged my shoulders.

“If you really believe that… … . I’ll see if there’s a way to fix you. “Of course, I can’t give you a definite answer.”

“That’s enough.”

“So you’re helping me?”

“yes.”

Kelsenne nodded and looked back at Sai Tsu.

“First, we need the author’s blood.”

“blood?”

“That throne was made by a vampire. “Anyone can guess that blood would have a special meaning, right?”

“How much do you need?”

“One cup is enough.”

… … Pyrrha.

Giving blood to a vampire seems similar to giving bullets to an enemy with a gun.

After hesitating for a moment, I suddenly remembered a conversation I had with Alena, or rather, the spirit that resided in Alena, not long ago.

-The cursed one’s malice is leading you to the natural path.

At that time, the spirit looked somewhere behind, and I checked where its gaze was directed.

Yes, the spirit was looking at Kelsenne.

After a short hesitation, I nodded.