Became a tyrant of defense games - Episode 789
789. [LAST STAGE] The Devil and the Witch (2)
In her second life, she lived like a wreck..
I couldn't bear the gap between my first life and my present. she is broken.
But her husband and son took good care of her..
Thanks to the dedication and efforts of her husband and son, the woman recovered little by little, and in her later years, she was able to once again regain a peaceful life..
She died again surrounded by her loved ones..
“Thank you, honey. Thank you, son. With the two of you, I truly have a blessed life.…….”
click. click. click.
And another regression occurred.
“…….”
It's that day again.
One summer. The cabin where his father committed suicide by slitting his wrists.
The woman looked inside the hut with trembling eyes. She stared at the mountain of records left by her father and her notes without avoiding them..
she realized.
That task handed down from our ancestors and father... … Like this curse, it is inevitable..
Time is endless anyway. life is infinite.
She left her father's body and walked slowly into the cabin..
And I faced the task of my ancestors that came down with a curse..
***
The woman was not bright, and the study was unkind..
I had to use my entire third life just to organize and understand the research left behind by my father and ancestors..
But the income was definitely there. At least, the research so far has been somewhat understandable..
“Foreign media forcibly spread the boundaries between life and death, this world and the afterlife, and began to interfere in this world through the gap between them.…….”
The gap created in this way is the midpoint between life and death. the other side of the river.
‘spirit world’.
Foreign media planted trees of their chosen species in this artificial space and let them take root..
“This tree has its roots in the spirit world and its trunk in this world, and it transmits external forces received from the spirit world to this world.…….”
This is the magic principle.
And why only certain races can use magic..
At this point, the woman had a question..
“Then, why do foreign media only give species trees to certain races... … I put down a guardian angel.?”
The answer came from behind.
《‘We are in the midst of a destruction play called ‘tribal war’..》
“……?!”
When the frightened woman turned around, the devil was standing there. As always, he had a fishy sneer on his face..
《Congratulations on getting this far. You did a good job catching up with that stupid brain..》
The demon king mocked her, but instead of replying, the woman asked a question..
“Racial war? Destruction play? what is that?”
《This world was chosen as a playground for foreign media..》
The Demon King readily explained..
《So, we created a space called the spirit world and started interfering with this world based on that space. We have come to play with this world in various ways, one form of play being ‘tribal war’..》
“…….”
《The foreign gods bestow strength, blessings, and magical grace on the races they like... … Watching the chosen races fight, kill, and destroy each other..》
the woman asked hesitantly.
“Something like that... … Is it fun??”
《It's fun. Think about it. Let's say there's a hill full of ants. There are several colonies of ants competing against each other, and you chose one of them..》
“…….”
《You can vividly watch as the army of ants you support and support takes hegemony of the hill after a fierce battle. It's rare to find a game as fun as this..》
In front of the play of transcendental beings, the beings of this world were literally no better than ants..
The woman, whose shoulders were shaking without realizing it, asked.
“Is repeating my life one of those pastimes??”
《I guess my head is spinning a bit now. Accurate.》
The Demon King nodded..
《Tragedies at the level of tribes, countries, and the world are certainly fun to watch, but the true taste of tragedy comes when you watch the destruction of an individual up close..》
“…….”
《You are also one of the targets of such tragedy. Your ancestors sold your destiny from generation to generation..》
The shadow-like figure of a giggling demon lord.
The woman who studied it carefully asked carefully..
“you are… … What exactly is it?”
《I am a ‘middleman’.》
Unexpectedly, the Demon King answered calmly..
《At one time, he was an 'observer' like those foreign journalists, but he liked this stage full of tragedy so much that he jumped down onto the stage himself..》
“…….”
《The pointless evil that mediates all these tragedies off stage.).》
Although she couldn't understand everything, she vaguely felt.
《So, please show me a funny tragedy. A novel and tragic tragedy of your own..》
Mighty, evil, transcendent, but.
I feel sorry for the being in front of me for some reason..
Those who can only find joy in these tragedies…….
For some reason, I feel pitiful and pitiful..
***
After the fourth life, and reaching the fifth life, the woman was able to master all the studies of her ancestors..
And I was able to theoretically establish the results of my father's final research..
“4If you steal a stem from a tree of a great race, a guardian tree, and graft them together,…….”
From the manic handwriting of a father to the clear and neat handwriting of a woman..
She read aloud the conclusions drawn from the fully organized theory of magic..
“You can create a guardian tree that is not biased in any direction. And we just have to register the owner of this guardian tree as our human.…….”
This is what the ancestor who first received the ‘curse of return’ wanted to do..
The only way for humans, a race too small and insignificant to be chosen by foreign powers, to escape their current state of slavery was to steal the magic flame..
《Do you think that's possible??》
A scolding was heard from behind..
The Demon King suddenly appeared and was looking over her shoulder at her research..
《The guardian trees of each race are protected under strict guard. Not only is it a national treasure that carries the fate of their race, but it is also a key piece of the race war watched by all the foreign media that visit this playground..》
“…….”
《How on earth can an ordinary person like you steal the trunk of a tree like that??》
The woman smiled bitterly and got up from the desk..
“I could. Because I have endless time.”
《You will surely be broken and broken. Well, that's also a pleasure to watch…….》
“And, above all.”
The woman declared, cutting off the devil king..
“'Cause now I want to do this.”
She was originally not dissatisfied with life.
I was content with living quietly with my loved ones in a small town..
However, as we inherit the research from our ancestors and learn more about the true nature of this world,…….
She opened her eyes to the truth.
The life of this village, which seemed peaceful and happy, was in fact a life of being managed as slaves by another race..
I just didn't think it was strange because I had been exploited, abused, and treated like livestock since I was born..
Once I woke up, everything seemed different..
The grain that is taken away every fall, the young people who are conscripted and taken away for every war in other countries, and the viciousness of the rulers who come every season to beat and destroy.…….
She decided not to open her eyes and watch any longer..
“I don’t know if it’s difficult, but… … I'm sure of this.”
As she packed her bags, she said as if she had made a promise..
“I don't want to pass on a life of slavery to my child..”
《……!》
“I have to go. If you knock, the road won't open.?”
It is not a task inherited from ancestors, but through one's own will..
The back of a woman who moves without hesitation.
《…….》
The expression of the Demon King who was staring changed slightly..
The woman packed her bags and left the house..
It was then.
“mom?”
The son woke up and followed the woman, rubbing his puffy eyes..
“Where?”
“…….”
The woman, who was looking at her young son with complicated eyes, eventually squatted down in front of him and stroked his head..
“I'm sorry, son..”
“huh……?”
“But someday you'll understand mom.”
Put everything you want to say inside.
The woman laughed hard.
“I'm sure it will.”
And the woman went on a journey.
It was a long road to steal the magic spark..
***
The woman failed countless times.
As he approached the tree, he was hit by an arrow. I touched his stem and got caught in a trap. Impaled on his spear, tortured, his throat cut, and thrown as dog food.
click. click. click.
Hundreds of lives were repeated.
The woman changed her ways. She decided to gain access to Lake Su by winning the favor of the tribe..
It was not an easy task for a human being looked down on as a slave race, but she did not give up..
click. click. click.
Another life repeated hundreds of times.
Now, we have succeeded in obtaining the guardian tree stem of each race once..
But there was a limit to what could be accomplished in one life..
The path was optimized to bring each race's guardian tree stem one by one from the time of return until the end of life..
In addition, it was necessary to establish a way to prevent being tracked even after bringing it, or to evade the tracking team..
The journey was difficult, arduous, and endlessly delayed..
click. click. click.
Again, hundreds of lives.
No, thousands of times? Or is it tens of thousands of times??
Suddenly forgetting to record the diary she had always written down, the woman was moving according to the experiences engraved on her body..
A strange desire, unknown even to herself, burned within her, allowing her to keep fighting without stopping..
《…….》
Even the devil who always laughed at her behind her back.
As she advanced little by little with indomitable will, the mockery gradually disappeared from her face. She then began to watch the woman's journey seriously..
So, with an ordinary human body.
After countless attempts…….
Finally, she succeeded in obtaining the stems of all four guardian trees..
Although his hair was thin and he was old enough to not be able to straighten his back properly,.
Not only his body, but even his soul was in a state of old age to the point of cracking..
I finally achieved it.
“…….”
The woman looked at the four tree trunks gathered in her hands with eyes filled with emotion..
Evergreen, Everblue, Everred, Evergold…….
Fairy evergreen tree, mermaid's coral reef, beastman's foliage, dwarf's golden bough.
Returning to her now abandoned lakeside cabin, she began grafting the stems of these four trees together to create a new tree..
All theories were fully established. It was something I had endlessly repeated in my head and verified countless times in my head..
and,
flashing……!
succeded.
The four stems that were grafted together transformed into one tree, and the woman stared blankly at the transparent sapling in her hand..
《Congratulations.》
The demon lord suddenly appeared and for some reason he spoke in a moderate voice..
《I can't believe we've really reached this far... … I admit it. you have accomplished a great feat.》
“…….”
《Now, finish what you've been dreaming of..》
The woman slowly breathed her thoughts into this tree, which did not have the light of any race..
And I made a wish.
“……To my people, the magic light…….”
Then, the transparent tree branches that had no features began to change..
Black color welled up from inside, and sharp thorns sprouted. Her thorn pierced her woman's hand and swallowed the blood..
“ah……!”
Looking at the completed human guardian tree, the woman sighed..
This was the first birth of Everblack..
Hugging the sharp thorn tree in her arms, the woman shed tears..
“I did it, I did it, dad…….”
Completed a task inherited from our ancestors.
Now humanity has the magic light. There is no need to live as a slave anymore.
Standing at the end of the journey, the woman smiled happily.
***
however.
As always, the world didn't go as expected.
“witch!”
“Because of you we are all dead!”
“Execute that woman! We must show our innocence!”
The center of the village where you were born and raised.
Tied to the scaffold, the woman looked around in despair..
The firewood piled up at his feet, the villagers throwing stones at him..
and…….
“…….”
The image of my old son looking at himself with a miserable face in the angry crowd..
The woman trembled as she faced him..
why.
Why did it become like this?……?
《Haven't I said it countless times?.》
The Demon King standing behind the woman muttered quietly..
《Your life is bound to be a tragedy…….》
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