Is It Bad That the Main Character’s a Roleplayer?

Episode 401 One person (7)

“That’s only a very small possibility.”

After a while, Daniel opened his mouth.

“Besides, the adventurer is not a typical case. “No one can guarantee that the research would have been helpful to him even if it had remained.”

Those words, which sound somewhat cold, are therefore objective and clear.

“No, I don’t know that. Filtration magic is currently being developed. “If that research had remained, the progress of this research would certainly have accelerated.”

At the same time, Meister’s rebuttal was also dry and sharp.

“I don’t think the research was really used for the right purpose.”

“I agree with that. However, just as you create a new poison while developing a medicine, you can also create a medicine by making a poison. “There is nothing wrong with having any kind of technology.”

“There is too much room for abuse.”

“okay. But that’s a secondary issue? What matters now is not how the technology was used when it existed. “If you have that skill, will it help you with this or not?”

“So—”

“Both of you, stop. “Isn’t this the place to discuss values about the rights and wrongs of technology?”

In the end, it was only after the Archmage came forward that the two men fell silent. The person they were originally trying to comfort was the expression on their face where all useless thoughts were lost in trying to stop a fight between the two.

The palm of the old man, smiling and liberated, patted the backs of the hands of the two people. Both Meister, who was sensitive to soft sensations, and Daniel, who was serious, lost a layer of their harshness.

“Stir.”

At that point, Deathbringer, who had been paying close attention, quietly pricked up his ears.

“Can’t I just ask that person?”

“…?”

“No, what is it? I heard that Oman is a great evil who is good at magic? Did Nari Kye Myung receive all those memories of arrogance? “Then… wouldn’t you know something about this?”

Everyone’s eyes stopped in one place for a moment at his suggestion. Of course, Deathbringer, who received everyone’s attention, immediately hesitates and looks back on his words and actions.

“Did I say something wrong?”

“No… I just thought it was really wise.”

Anyway, I ended up accompanying him because of Oman’s hunting. There is nothing strange about using his knowledge.

“Do you know anything about this?”

The Archmage immediately asked a question. Then, the person who had volunteered to be alone in the outskirts quietly kissed his lips.

“It is not theoretically impossible if you answer only the hypothesis, excluding its specificity.”

“Then…”

“But realistically, I will say that it is impossible.”

fluttering.

The hem of his robe fluttered as he changed into more sophisticated and luxurious clothes, as if he wanted to change his drab outfit after being caught. The lining of the cloak, which has a smooth surface like minerals and is made of something, makes the sound of ice breaking whenever it is moved.

“Is there a reason?”

“If all the magical power in your body is ripped out and filled with demonic energy, can you survive?”

“I… I don’t know, but there are cases of demonic energy erosion, so wouldn’t it be possible to live? Of course, it’s not something I really want to do.”

“okay. “If you do that, how will you be able to maintain your sense of self after being attacked by demon energy?”

“That’s…”

While Daniel was speechless and hesitating, the Inquisitor put a finger to his mouth and spoke out what he had been thinking about.

“…Now that I think about it, excluding vampires, I don’t think I’ve ever seen anyone who hasn’t suffered a mental breakdown from demonic energy.”

That’s a hypothesis that can be proven based on experience. Meister, who felt strangely uncomfortable, narrowed his eyes.

“You can succeed in either demonization or humanization, but you won’t be able to maintain your ego in the process. Are you saying this?”

“It’s clear.”

“So what are demon contractors or vampires? How do they maintain their sense of self?”

“They are able to preserve themselves because they have separated their mind and body in their own way.”

Those who make a contract with the devil entrust their souls to the devil, so they are not affected by the pain of their bodies being deteriorated. The sense of heterogeneity that a changed body may give is also overcome by being protected by a contract.

That was all.

“Vampires…”

“What do you think is the reason they have to extort the lives of others to survive?”

“…That was the price.”

“If you do that, there will be no need for further explanation.”

In the end, racial change is realistically impossible unless accompanied by a specific method. Those who were convinced of this through conversation let out their own breath.

It was a breath that could be either relief or regret.

“If you do… that research I burned…”

“Even if it was there, it would have been useless. “I think it would have only caused bigger problems.”

Also, at the end of her breath, the Archmage grabbed the hem of her robe.

“You did a good job.”

“I also have a similar opinion. “I still can’t defend the decision to hide the wizards… but I think the decision to hide the research was the best decision that could have been made at the time.”

“I don’t really know, but cheer up!”

“Don’t pay attention. I think you made the right decision. “Wizards cannot be trusted.”

“Ah, but research is a bit of a waste. “Can you tell me what you remember later?”

“You better!”

Does this make me want to cry or laugh?

She unfolded the hem of her robe again and watched the dark blue figure.

『Brissa, my breeze.』

She just looked at the color that the one who was once her heart had given her, saying it suited her best.

『I swear. “I will give you a love that will not be expressed through understanding and understanding until the end of this life.”

I felt like the pain that had been building up inside my heart had somehow been released. A field of flames, completely different from the past, supported her tears.

* * *

[…Ah.]

I looked at Asmodeus, whose eyes widened as soon as my lips touched his cheek.

His eyes immediately widened as he realized what had happened.

Asmodeus probably took this light action as a sign of permission and turned his head to kiss her more deeply.

“no.”

However, she stepped back with a light step and avoided Asmodeus. It was a movement that he could have caught if he wanted to, but Asmodeus just felt sorry and did not catch it.

It wasn’t necessarily out of respect, but because he knew that if he went any further, her attitude would suddenly change and she would throw something at the people around her.

[#@$%$@*]

In the end, Asmodeus shrugged his shoulders and gestured around. The devil who was standing as an escort steadily approached him and locked lips with him.

This was possible because he had filled all the demons in this palace with his lovers. It was also possible because he sincerely believed that others would not be jealous of it – or could force it.

“….”

Anyway, the only human in hell who was watching this walked away in a hurry. It must have been because he knew that Asmodeus’s actions were not simply an act to induce jealousy, and there was no reason to watch others criticize him.

And that was a very fortunate thing for me. I also don’t really want to watch the devil’s dating activities.

[$% He#$ won’t take#$%?]

But as he was crossing the garden, a person wearing a robe appeared. People who show up like this always insult or harass me.

My eyes reflexively frowned. I hadn’t witnessed all the abuse she had received, but those few times were enough to form a habit. Seeing vicious acts happening right in front of me is just a hardship to me.

“…It’s ridiculous. “Why should I love him?”

Still, if I were to judge it wisely, I don’t think that would be the case this time. I listened to their conversation, praying that this peaceful atmosphere would continue.

[He#$^$ He#$% alive@#$%#@.]

“You saved my life so I should love you? Ha, that’s ridiculous.”

Judging from the fact that she could hear at least part of the other person’s voice, it seems that the conversation at this time was quite impressive to her.

No matter how I look at it, I don’t remember it in a good way, but it seems like it’s stuck deep in my mind because I was so embarrassed to run away from home.

“Even if you put everything else aside, the moment you win my love, you are the one who will abandon me. “Why should we tolerate him like that?”

[That#$@love#$%%$don’t#@.]

“But it will be pushed to the bottom of the list. “Just like you are now.”

[#$%subsequent#$@exclusive#$%@.]

“Ha what. Have you been winning by thinking that you are someone who should not be monopolized or something? “Is it okay to live masturbating like that?”

In the meantime, it is surprising or disturbing that his open spirit remains undiminished even after experiencing all kinds of humiliation. I was confused by her strong spirit and prepared for the other person’s reaction.

This is because usually, if the conversation continued to this point, people would get angry or do something.

[Jeong$@Lee? Ah@%. This is @#!#@.] However,

the other person countered by tilting his head, revealing his feelings. It almost seemed like it was obvious. “under.” The invisible woman’s face exhaled as if she was shocked.

“It doesn’t matter if you really think that way or if you’re just fooling yourself. But I hope you never say something like that in front of me again.”

She lifted her ankles to reveal the shackles still on them.

“I don’t think of this as love.”

It is an object that proves that before all of Asmodeus’ hypocritical actions, this was never a proper courtship. This is absolutely not right.

“So, can you just get out of here? “I’m going back to my room.”

But apart from this, wouldn’t it be bad for her if this were to happen? There’s a possibility that they won’t file a complaint, but there’s also a possibility that they’ll rush over and tell you the whole story. If that happens, Asmodeus will know her true feelings…?

I followed her back and tried to guess the width of the picture a human would draw. There wasn’t much to estimate.

[…Pity me.]

I only saw the tone that was heard particularly clearly and the movement of the hair that reacted in an instant like magnesium in contact with water. As his head turned, his black hair rose and fell again.

[I pity you for collecting ##@.]

In the meantime, the devil lashed out again, and the veins on the back of the woman’s hand stood out. Her skin, which has become white and pale from not being able to see the normal sun, shows the shape of its bulging veins particularly clearly.

“dare.”

And finally, her foot took a step forward.

“me.”

Hwiik. It is clear where the hand that extends in accordance with the forward step is directed.

“Do you sympathize?”

Sigh! Her hand grasped the collar of her robe. Perhaps because this was unexpected or because he could not bear to touch a human, the other person flinched slightly.

“How dare you me!”

In the meantime, humans have clearly expressed their own emotions. In front of Asmodeus, the flames of rage that he could not bear to let out seemed to pour out in words. Even though I couldn’t see it, my visible eyes burned black.

“No one can pity me but me!”

[@#@$%#@#$.]

“Shut up. “I don’t want to listen to anything you say.”

Very black, extremely black.

“Remember it instead.”

The corners of the world are distorted.

“When I put love into my mouth.”

No, is it fading? A new image overlaps like an illusion behind her as she stands holding the devil’s collar.

“You will find out who I am.”

[Dear you, you won.]

It was her holding the clown’s neck.

[You managed to protect the heart of the corps commander and, on the contrary, completely tamed him.]

No. Asmodeus is a human standing holding his neck.

[A law that must be followed in a transaction. Now take it. My everything.]

The person who tried to kill Asmodeus several times and failed each time, turning the situation into a ‘promise’, picked up the sword once again.

[And take revenge. Be sure to take revenge, my dear.]

The heart of a clown.

Or the head of Asmodeus.

[You must do it on my bones and flesh.]

The blade cracked and cut me, and I vomited out blood.

[Only that will be your eternal comfort in forgetting the past, abandoning your name, and losing yourself.]

The sound of human laughter filled the castle, with a bloody sword in one hand and a heart in the other.