Pick Me Up-Episode 146
# 146
146. Hello
I opened my eyes..
The gray sky has shone.
Familiar landscape. It was a waiting room..
"……."
I blinked.
There were no wounds on his body..
The bones that were broken into hundreds of pieces, the blood vessels that vomited blood from all kinds of holes. The muscles that were torn to the limit are as fine as when they were. There were.
Survived..
After all, did not die.
'Oh, my god..'
He made a bitter laugh and raised his waist..
No pain. It was fine as usual..
I just jerked one side of my head a little bit..
The sheath placed next to the bed was placed on the belt, and then left the room.
1The parlor of the party hostel was empty. Looked at the clock. 2: 45 p.m..
30After clearing the floor, it was time to prepare for the party in full swing.
'It was a post-war party..'
At that time, there were quite a few survivors..
20I survived close to the people..
What about now. I didn't notice it, but even as I was going to the temple, the death message was It kept coming up..
I came out into the square.
Of course, you're not ready for the party..
3The floor square was empty. At the door of the open storage, Isel dug his wings and wheeled the wheelbarrow I was moving..
[Oh, Loki.!]
Isel, who was pushing the wheelbarrow, approached..
[Did you wake up? I was amazed! I didn't die. Your body's okay.?]
"As you can see."
I nodded.
If you don't die, you'll recover from any wounds..
"That's a keepsake.?"
I looked into the wheelbarrow.
The cart contained various objects. Starting with clothes, letters, bear dolls, iron cups, sewing tools Ranging from books.
[Yeah. The master ordered me to keep it..]
Isel scratched his head.
[Yeah, you know, there aren't a few owners of the goods. Eight? The other kids can't get into the archive..]
"The dead numbers are?"
[Thirteen people.]
I kicked my tongue.
More than half of the raid was dead..
Of course, there was no room to open a party.
'Eight to go into the archive. The other five…….'
They are slowly forgotten without leaving anything behind.
I couldn't help it. The location of the archive is limited..
[Do you want to follow me? The door is open now..]
"Yeah.."
I walked along Isel..
The entrance to the archive was located in a remote part of the square.
I followed Isel, who pushed the wheelbarrow..
As soon as I entered, there was a unique aroma.
I've been in charge. It was familiar and strange. It was the scent of the lead bone..
The interior was a similar structure. There are long wooden display cases lined up, and each compartment of the display case has a keepsake was laid.
"What do you want me to do?!"
I heard someone yelling..
I shifted my gaze.
Kishasha was sitting in the corner of the archive.
"This is not a warrior-like death or anything...... If I was gonna do this.……."
Kishasha murmured, shedding tears.
"Leave me alone...... You guys……."
I made eye contact with Kishasha, who was crouching..
Kishasha wiped away tears.
"Is it you?."
"How many people lived there.?"
"I'm alone. They're all dead.."
I kept my mouth shut.
"That's what I lacked. I didn't lead the clan that believed in me and followed me properly."
"I……."
Kishasha shook her head.
"It's fine. I don't resent it. If it wasn't for you, we would have been wiped out. I decided to leave it to you.."
"……."
"You want to be alone.."
Kishasha sat still in front of his family's mementos.
I turned my back and moved to the next compartment. I saw Edith, Roderick, and two other poops..
'2There were victims at the party..'
I didn't see the girl who was always clenching her neck..
You said Lilini. Isel was storing sewing tools and a bear doll in the upper compartment of the showcase. It seemed to be the girl's thing..
I walked back, rather than watch their backs for a second.
The leftmost showcase. In the corner of the hallway, the members of the 1st party, except Katio, were gathered.
"You woke up.?"
Belquist, who noticed the flag, looked back..
The look is not the same as usual. I didn't stay calm..
"The Archer kid strongly insists that a memorial should be held. Wanted to train……."
Nerissa kicked Belquist's shins..
Belquist frowned.
"What are you doing? You're sick.."
"You don't even notice.."
Belquist put his arms around him without addressing him..
"Even if you're a senior, you're not God. If you fight, the victim comes out. There will be no end to dwell on one day. I think getting stronger in this time is the way for the Wizard woman.."
"It's a day. Day Cotton."
Jenna said in a low voice.
"We fought for our lives together next to each other. And he died to protect us. I can't do this.?"
"It doesn't mean that.."
Belquist crumpled his impression.
"Brother, come here. She must have waited.."
"The dead can't wait......!"
Nerissa knuckled at Belquist's name..
Belquist winced and backed away..
"This is a little...... Sick……."
"Buy a hawk, this bastard.."
I passed Belquist.
At the top of the display case, in a square glass, there is a memento of Iolka It was contained..
Fur coat and fine woolen, colorful debt. These were the things I presented in exchange for research. The room was clean, the room was clean, the room was clean, the room was clean and the room was clean..
If you were a master, see the footage and illustrations of the hero's life in the archive I can, but I'm just a hero. No signal came before my eyes..
"35It would be nice to be able to go back to the floor.."
Jenna sighed.
And I opened the showcase and I pulled out a white envelope..
"It's your sister's suicide note. I left it because my brother thought it would be better to read it first.."
"Do you want me to read it??"
"Of course. She'll want that, too.."
I ripped the envelope without a word..
As a memory of me, this suicide note was written just before I entered the 20th floor.
It's been a while, but it doesn't matter..
I stopped my hand, not trying to rip the envelope.
It was a strange feeling. After realizing that I had come to this world, I wouldn't care who died. I decided. Don't look back. Whatever happened, I was going to move on. But now.
'……It's a big deal..'
I took the letter out of the envelope.
I unfolded the paper and read it..
Considerable musical writing.
It was a wobbly letter..
'…….'
'Next to "Peekaboo" was a picture of a squashed circle with a tongue out.
I think he painted a person's face, but it was pretty hard to see..
The suicide note ended there..
I folded the letter.
"Did you read it all? What's the content??"
"I've only written down useless graffiti.."
I laughed and handed the letter to Jenna.
Jenna read the letter.,
"……sister."
I buried my head in the display case and started sobbing..
"Go first."
I got out of the archive with a quick step.
I passed the square and headed to the room of the hostel. I walked through the door, locked it, and sat down in a chair..
'……Haa.'
It hurts more than you think.
More than any pain I've ever suffered..
Came cheap as the head will burst.
"Isel."
[Uh?]
With the light, Issel appeared.
"The dead hero is……."
I kept my mouth shut.
I don't know, so I ask. I can't survive..
I knew best that I was the ranker of Pick Me Up.
[I can survive..]
Isel stuck out his chest..
[100If you clear the floor. A new world is created. The heroes live a new life there. You'll lose your memory..]
"Do you??"
[Yes. I heard it from the Director myself..]
"I got it.."
I threw out my hand.
Isel circled near me, and the light disappeared..
'You knew it for the first time..'
It was a fact I didn't know..
I closed my eyes.
I opened my eyes..
The ring was black on his left hand.
"It's Jurnet.."
"Somehow. I woke up.."
That's right..
Succeeded in breaking through the limit, which is also known as the essential gateway.
I laughed at Pis-sik.
"What?."
"Funny sounds. Now you're gonna come and run.?"
"Don't say that again.."
Jurnet's voice grew frequent..
I spoke.
"I'm sorry. I think he's not in good condition.."
I remember.
Niflheim's five were not the same party in the first place. Each experienced numerous deaths of colleagues at different parties. It was merged into one of them.
"Of course. Look at me as something."
It's just a day's retreat..
If it's tomorrow, if it's tomorrow.…….
I forget.
'No.'
Ask.
Is to ask.
Deep in the chest so that it never rises again.
"Nothing changes. I'll climb the tower."
"I got to know it.."
Jurnet's voice broke..
I took a deep breath.
After a while,
[Welcome to Pick Me Up!]
Amkena connected..
[Loading is over.]
[T O U C H !(Optional)]
Entering the main screen, Amkena immediately moved the screen of the waiting room.
The place where I was sitting was enlarged. Amkena continued the next operation.
[Gift Shop!]
[5,000Buy 'Gunma Statue'in gold.]
[3,000Buy 'Corolla' in gold.]
[1,000Buy a "flower necklace"in gold.]
'Well?'
[Start synthesizing items!]
[Selection Material-Gunma statue, Corolla, Flower necklace]
[Finished Item - Unknown]
[Do you want to synthesize?]
[Yes(선택) / No]
[Kudangtangtangtang!]
[Fairy Power!]
[Good!]
[Complete synthesis!]
['You have obtained the "Mourning Gunma Statue".]
['We present the mourning Gunma statue to Han (★★★)!]
The light wavered in front of his eyes, and the statue of Gunma fell.
I snagged the statue. On the horse's head is a white corolla, and on the neck is a necklace made of flowers There were.
'Mourning Gunma Statue?'
Amkena was not moving the screen as if to watch my reaction.
I burst into a laugh, which was outrageous. I'm not kidding..
I never thought I'd do this..
I woke up from the chair.
He walked over and put a statue of a gunma on the display rack..
Among the statues, it was a judicious splash.
'……Mourning.'
Can you memorialize the heroes in the game.
I, Loki, couldn't. He treated dead heroes as consumables during the mission..
'That's fun..'
I changed the layout..
Other statues sprint to the side of the mourning gunma statue in the center. There were.
[Play the history of the archive.]
[Choice Hero - ' Iolka(★★★)']
Iolka's illustration and status window came to mind.
Iolka had a peculiar self-confident laugh.
Amkena looked at the screen for a long time with no change.
'Wait..'
It doesn't take long..
100Up to the floor. It was a very brief patience..
Amkena breaks the connection, and the night deepens until dawn passes,
I was watching her picture.
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