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Chapter 218

My Villains Episode 218

46. dream master(8)

Since entering Poynix’s body, there is a saying I must remember once a day..

-Reality is different from games.

Of course, 'Is this really the dark world?' I wonder if the rumination has much meaning because I ask this question twelve times a day..

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 are really 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 this time.

The chapter boss, 'Vampire Lord Tenvier Ma', was easily killed as he was weakened by a series of events. One of his three wives was missed, but the rest were killed or captured..

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 and 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 the same??”

Spell thief Saitz shrugged his shoulders with a shameless expression, as if having all the eyes of the group on him wasn't a burden..

“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… … . short speech?”

“......what?”

“If you don't want to get your head blown off, speak politely, you magic bastard..”

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

“Don't you say anything? If you give me a few slaps on my shitty face, I'll tell you then.?”

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

But it didn't stop Fritz..

Saitz has aged rapidly because his life was taken away by the Realm of Dreams, but he is still in his 30s on the inside. In short, it means 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 territory of your dreams?”

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

“Then who made it??”

“It's, um, a natural phenomenon. This 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..

“Everybody, you probably haven't had a dream lately..”

“Good or bad, you haven't had a dream since you entered the fog..”

He said, 'Right?' I looked at the group with a look..

The mercenaries shook their heads with shocked or surprised faces..

“……After listening to it, I think so..”

“I thought I slept soundly without dreaming because I was tired..”

“Shit, 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'..

“be right. I haven't had a dream for several days.”

“……so do i.”

Ellen nodded with an uncomfortable expression, and Moongchi, who was fiddling with the crossbow, said, 'Me too!' I raised my hand and said.

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

“I don't know. Because I don’t dream often.”

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

“How are you, bloody prosecutor??”

“……Just call it Phoenix.”

“Ah, anyway. It must have been a while since Lord Phoenics had a dream. That's right?”

“I'm not sure. Because I don’t dream much either..”

I scratched my eyebrows and added,.

“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 trying hard to explain, looked back with a complicated gaze..

“In other words, 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..

“……Well, it's simple.?”

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..

“Wow, you-”

“what? They said they would use special force, but I am dissatisfied.?”

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

……How familiar is this scene?.

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.,

Wow!

“gasp!”

I was thrown away by an unknown repulsion force..

“Keck, X arm. You ate dust!”

“That kind of idiot.”

Umberta, a heavy swordsman, and Derby, a heavy soldier, were swearing while shaking off the cloudy dust, and Esson was picking up the pole hammer that Fritz had missed and muttering, 'Boy, you got a scratch.'.

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

“Hehehe.”

Saitz raised his hand to cover the corner of his mouth. And then he opened his mouth, stroking his beard-less 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 he was asking why I let him do something stupid when he 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.?”

“But I've 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 passed to the other dimension..”

“……That dimension? Hwangye?”

“yes, that's right.”

“There's no way to get it back?”

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

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

“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 whose age was unknown, was crying as if he was about to shed tears..

“One step towards creating your 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 and shook his head, moistening his dry lips..

“I'm really sorry, but I don't know..”

“okay?”

I glanced at the tail that was standing quietly behind me and smiled..

“Then do as the vampire taught you.

Hey Hana?”

“••••••yes?”

“They say that to destroy the realm of dreams, you must destroy the throne, and to destroy the throne, you must 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..

Seitz muttered 'damn' under his breath, then raised his voice again..

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

“If that's the only solution, I have no choice but to take it..”

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

“uh billion,”

Saitz immediately fell forward, looked at the blue ax blade hanging around his neck, and dropped his chin and shouted..

“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..

“It is said that the original owner of the throne was Tenvierma. You didn't kill him, but you became master of the throne..”

“yes? how do you do that.”

“Are you asking because you don’t know? It was I 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 had that vampire with me.……

“Don't talk nonsense, tell me quickly how to do it.”

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

“They took this castle with the help of the Dark Knight, but Count Matianver ran away and was unable to take the throne. In order to obtain the throne and the realm of dreams, you have to kill the owner..”

“So what did you do??”

“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, I got angry inside..

“You don't know how to do it.?”

“••••••Yeah, that's it.”

“Oh, this bastard.”

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

“Well, that bitch will know.!”

“……what?”

“You damned vampire.!”

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

“This is the year that has been by Count Mattianver's side since he created that throne. When it comes to the secrets of the throne, the person who knows best after the count is that vampire..”

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

“It's true.”

“look at it!”

asked Kelsenne, ignoring Seitz clapping his hands..

“Well then, I know how to take the throne without killing the former owner.?”

“……i know.”

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

“But why should I teach it to you??”

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

“What kind of nonsense are you talking about now, you dirty bitch?!”

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

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

“••••••plural?”

“yes.”

Colorless eyes turned to Saitz with a subtle murderous intent..

“As I was hiding in my husband's tent, I had hopes that I would be able to take revenge on the thief who forgot the favor and stabbed me in the back..”

“……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 '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. Someone who wants to commit suicide, no, they didn't look like the eyes of a vampire.

“There's something you want?”

“yes.”

“what?”

Kelsene took a deep breath and opened her mouth..

“please return me to human.”

“••••••what?”

“please return me to human.”

Everyone gathered in the audience room made bewildered expressions as Kelsen repeated the words..

“What kind of bullshit is that all of a sudden? Vampire ears can become human?”

“It's impossible.”

“……Are you playing with me now??”

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

Kelsene whispered loudly..

“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 you know?”

“I'm a vampire. My ears are very bright.”

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

“I really believe that, um, with Blackwood's power, I can become human.?”

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

Kelsen's dry face smiled softly..

“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..

“That's why I had hope?”

“Desperate people find hope even in small clues..”

“Must be a desperate vampire.”

Ellen looked back at me and continued..

“Turning a vampire back into a human is fundamentally the same as resurrecting a dead person. Not that I believe that's possible?”

“……Well, I can't believe it.”

“Yeah, I mean.”

“But, 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 say for sure.”

“That's enough.”

“Then you are helping me?”

“yes.”

Kelsenne nodded and looked back at Saitz..

“First, we need the author's blood..”

“blood?”

“That throne was made by a vampire. Anyone can guess that blood has a special meaning.?”

“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..

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

-The malice of the damned is leading you astray.

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

Yes, the spirit was looking at Kelsene..

After a short hesitation, I nodded..

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