The Soldier Shouted Save - Chapter 89



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The soldier shouted save (89)

I ask again about Park Jun-hee’s meaningful words.

“What do you mean this could be the second world?”

Are you talking about saving?

When the other party members stop and look at Park Jun-hee, he opens his mouth with a small sigh.

“… I don’t know how to explain it, so I’ll just tell you as it is. It might be hard for you to understand, but the original Gerard Continent repeats with the start button.”

What Park Jun-hee was saying was something I had heard from Hye-rin before.

‘Did you say it was a game?’

A relic from another world that shows the continent of Gerard in its own form.

After a long introduction, Park Jun-hee explains why this might be his second world.

“Even if the world repeats itself, a certain character’s anecdote remains in the ‘scene flashbacks.’ … … To put it simply, it means that in the previous world, you and I may have fought back to back.”

Park Jun-hee’s words were easy to understand.

What is recorded in ‘Scene Flashback’ will not disappear even if it is returned by a transcendent power such as Save.

“… Even so, will there be a multi-play option?”

Not only the other party members, but even Hye-rin, who is also from another world, utters questions.

‘The world repeats itself… … .’

But I didn’t think Park Jun-hee’s words were nonsense.

The power to repeat the world from the beginning.

Because I have already experienced a similar power.

‘A host in the palace. His special privilege may be the ability to play multiple times.’

If you didn’t notice what I was thinking, it seems like Park Jun-hee doesn’t know anything about the host either.

“So, what are you going to do? Are you going to believe that you and I were friends in the old world and cooperate?”

Park Jun-hee frowns at my words.

“… … We were close friends?”

“I don’t remember the scene perfectly, but it seemed intimate.”

Park Jun-hee nods as if he understands Prell’s words, who can no longer properly see the scene flashback.

“If we were friends… I’m asking you not for conditions, but for favors. I will actively cooperate as long as it does not harm him. So, I would like you to guarantee my safety and that of Prell.”

Can I trust this guy?

The guy’s thoughts are ultimately based on the story of Prell, who was closest to Park Jun-hee.

‘If you don’t run, you’ll be caught.’

The palace was following me, chasing my trail.

This is not the time to be taking a leisurely stroll.

If you don’t run and take risks, they’ll catch you on the back.

“Why didn’t you put your weapon in the mailbox?”

“… …Ah, are you talking about the weapons I left with Brother Yuchan and Giru? It’s simple. There are items that cannot be sent to the mailbox, and one of them is an epic item.”

He turns his gaze and looks at Hye-rin.

Hye-rin nods slightly to signal agreement.

“Are you hearing whispers from someone named Kim Yu-chan?”

“… … blocked in the morning.”

“You blocked me?”

“If you say ‘block whispers’, you can unilaterally block chats sent to me… no, pink text.”

He asks Hye-rin for consent with his eyes and tries speaking out loud.

“Block whispers.”

[Whisper chat will no longer be displayed.]

A message you’ve never seen before appears before your eyes.

“Everything this guy says is right.”

Hye-rin’s voice determines the bastard’s treatment.

“I can guarantee your safety, but considering the privileges of your mailbox, I cannot help but maintain the druid’s surveillance as it is now.”

“… … I guess that can’t be helped. I understand. I will cooperate properly so that trust can be built.”

As I shake hands with Park Jun-hee, someone claps.

“I’m so glad that the misunderstanding between you two has been resolved… … .”

Prell was moved to tears, but nothing had really changed.

The name hostage has simply been changed to an easy-to-handle collaborator.

“Let’s all have a drink. This might be our last supper.”

As the chief smiles and waves his hand somewhere, a gray wolf comes with a bottle of alcohol in its mouth.

“Take it, Allen. I’ll be waiting for you to return from the palace alive.”

“… … Was the Last Supper about me?”

“It’s our story. When you die, it’ll be my turn and your sister’s turn next.”

-braided.

Pour alcohol down your throat.

The chief, who put down his glass at the same time as me, said with a smile.

“Let’s try to survive this time too.”

The drinking party continued all night under the darkening sky.

* * *

A fortnight has passed.

As we look out the window of the rattling carriage, a familiar building comes into view.

‘You’ve come to the palace.’

The stuffy palace where I lived as a soldier.

As I got out of the carriage and showed my identification card, the man stood up straight and raised his voice.

“Confirmed!”

I pass the soldier with the loud voice and head inside.

A park with a gushing fountain.

The luxurious golden lion statue.

Going beyond things that seemed like just work,

“This way!”

As I stepped through the door the man had opened for me, I saw things that were different from what I had expected.

‘… … Has the palace also prepared the Last Supper?’

A long dining table whose end cannot be seen.

The luxurious food served on top.

And then dozens of people with rough impressions came into view.

“Hmm? A face I’ve never seen before has appeared this time?”

A handsome man looks at me and approaches me with a bright smile.

“My name is Erendi Rosalie! What is your name?”

“… …Allen Howerda.”

“Wait a minute, Allen Hower… … Walker’s blue flash?”

As I answer by keeping my mouth shut, the man laughs heartily and shouts at the others.

“Look at these guys! Now is not the time to drink!”

“… … What’s going on now?”

“Walker’s blue flash has arrived here!”

Several men’s eyes widened at those words.

They gulp down the glasses they were holding in one gulp and quickly come towards me.

“You’re really the Blue Flash? Then, you’re the rumored Saint candidate, Croa’s older brother, right?”

“… …Why are you bringing up that name?”

As I put my hand on the hilt of my sword, showing signs of discomfort, the man waves his hand with a bewildered look on his face.

“Oh, no! I was just curious. The girl next to me saw the candidates for the Academy and they were so pretty!”

“… … They were pretty. They said that idol girl groups made them feel like normal people.”

Men who use slang that no one understands.

He asks, looking at their appearance from top to bottom.

“Are you warriors?”

“Oh, I’m late in introducing myself. I’m Park Min-cheol and this guy is… … .”

“Ahem. This is Rodley Jun-seok. Nice to meet you, Sir Allen.”

The man suddenly lowers his voice and extends his hand as if to shake hands.

“I’ve never heard of a place called Junseok?”

“……what?”

When I asked that question while shaking hands with the man, he burst into laughter and said,

“Hahahahaha! Hey, Erendi. Did you hear what this X-boy said? Hey, Rodley, Junseok!”

“Ugh, uhh… Junseok, didn’t you say in Gerard that you have to say your name first?”

In response to the two men’s reactions, a man named Jun-seok lets out a voice of resentment.

“Oh, no! You call me Park Min-cheol by putting my last name in front of it?! Then, it would be Jun-seok in Rodley!”

Three people in an intimate atmosphere.

“You still don’t know what’s going on? Come here and I’ll explain.”

As we sit down at the table following a man named Park Min-cheol, Jun-seok Rodlier raises his hand and shouts.

“Maid over there! Bring me one more dish!”

“……yes?”

“Wow, you fucking nerd. Do you think she’s a maid? She has delusions, sorry, just bring me one dish.”

Let’s wait a moment. The maid places the dishes in front of me and brings me a new half-eaten dish.

“This is delicious. Don’t you want to eat it? I’ll eat it.”

“… … Ah, f*ck. I was saving it, why are you eating it?”

The two people were talking noisily, as if they had forgotten their promise to explain the situation.

Erendi, who was standing next to me, shakes her glass and speaks.

“I guess this isn’t the first time Sir Allen has seen someone from another world?”

“Our archmage is from another world.”

“Ah! So that’s why you didn’t care.”

It was easy to understand what Erendi wanted to say.

Because there were many nobles who couldn’t stand warriors who spoke without hesitation.

“Rather than that, I would like you to explain the current situation.”

“Haha, sorry. I’m late to the party. To put it simply, I prepared a dinner for us to get to know each other better.”

“… … The Imperial Palace? The letter I received said to help eradicate the demon tribe?”

“It was the same for us. We were very dissatisfied with the fact that we were being forced to come to the palace, but we never dreamed that we would be preparing a dinner with such wonderful people.”

At Erendi’s words, I roll my eyes and look around.

‘… … Green hair soaked in poison. Is that the priest, Whale, who purified the poisonous clouds?’

It wasn’t just famous priests.

People who have built a reputation in a short period of time, active all over the continent.

At this dinner, powerful people who appeared like comets gathered in one place.

“Why have you brought us together?”

“You must have wanted to be confident even in the palace! From what I hear, it seems dealing with demons isn’t everything.”

Erendi whispers while looking around.

“… … According to my research, they are planning to attack the base of the black magicians under the pretext of the demons.”

“You could have just said that you were going to eliminate the warlocks from the beginning, but you’re using such a troublesome method.”

“It’s true. Why did they hide something like this… … . The one who investigated it felt empty.”

Even though his handsome appearance overshadowed his appearance, I got the feeling that this man was not ordinary.

Because information that even the leader didn’t know came out of this man’s mouth.

‘… … What on earth is the palace thinking?’

The more I realized how talented the people gathered here were, the more the palace’s intentions became unclear.

‘You didn’t call me because you suspected me of being Lee Hyeon-seong or the fake Professor Mateo?’

There were dozens of powerful figures gathered who had not been touched by the palace’s hands.

If these people were suspected of being Lee Hyeonseong, they would have been called to the palace one by one for easy handling.

‘My head hurts.’

I lean back against the table and watch the people enjoying their dinner.

‘If the food was poisoned… … No, no matter how many people I think of, there are just too many people the palace has called.’

There’s no way to figure it out by sitting still and thinking about it.

I look at the two otherworlders while filling my stomach with the food laid out on the table.

“I came into a game that was like a dream, but, huh, who would have thought that I would get these fucking perks… … .”

“What are the special benefits?”

“Oh, my special privilege? Should I show you?”

In response to my question, Park Min-cheol began to reach for his glass.

“Interaction.”

-Slurp.

A glass of wine that moves on its own, with a strange sound.

The glass moves about 4 cm and sticks to Park Min-cheol’s hand.

“… … Is this a special ability that helps with magic?”

“If that were the case, I wouldn’t have had any complaints.”

Park Min-cheol sighs and speaks with a bitter expression.

“As I said before, interaction is a privilege.”

When he explained his privileges, I could see why he had complained.

“…is it really all about moving objects near your hands?”

“Well, it’s a little different if you go into detail, but that’s the end result. It’s the perfect ability to become a con artist who imitates magic.”

The ability to move objects as small as 4 cm.

It is said that it does not move according to its own will, but moves according to the special privilege, such as holding the glass in one hand and the barrel in both hands.

“His special privileges are the worst of the worst, but mine are somewhat useful.”

Junseok Rodlier reaches under the table and lifts his weapon.

“The name of my special ability is Reload. It’s the ability to automatically reload arrows.”

Junseok Rodlier shows the arrow bag attached to his thigh and holds the bow with both hands.

“Reload.”

-Whoosh!

An arrow that pops out of the thigh bag on its own.

The arrow is automatically loaded onto the bowstring.

“How is it? Mine is a bit more convenient, isn’t it? It says it automatically loads even when it’s in your bag?”

Literally usable.

Thinking back on the perks of the warriors I’ve met so far, these two’s perks seemed shabby.

“By the way, Sir Allen, didn’t he come with you?”

“Who are you talking about?”

Erendi whispers while observing the surroundings.

“Choi Sang-jin. There was a situation where the palace tried to bring Walker’s black magician as well….”

A name came out of the mouth of a smart man.

Choi Sang-jin.

He was a black magician with the ‘Character Creation’ privilege who met his death at the hands of Noel, who possessed his body.

“If that guy was us, we would have defeated him. It’s more surprising that he summoned a black magician from the palace.”

“Haha, I agree with Sir Allen. It would be a mistake to invite a black magician who is a pest of the continent to a place like this. Well, it’s fortunate that he has been subdued.”

He covers his mouth with his glass as he looks at Erendi, who suddenly starts talking faster.

‘So that’s what you knew.’

Erendi was embarrassed by her own words and started to speak quickly.

The reason he knew information that even the chief did not have was simple.

‘Because I was the one who was attacked.’

A faint sense of black magic.

I was convinced that he was a warlock.