Is It Bad That the Main Character’s a Roleplayer? Chapter 102

◈Episode 102 Existing (4)

Boom!

Deathbringer moved with Kankan and succeeded in killing several people.

I wondered if it was just one guy who attacked the priests, but I had no idea.

The guys who the Inquisitor said were annoying were all involved in an incident. Such as killing the strongest person nearby or stabbing the commander.

“There’s something strange about these kids.”

“I think so too.”

There was even this kind of strangeness.

First of all, it is not at all unusual for the Deathbringer himself to discover it first. Because he’s used to this kind of thing.

However, it was clearly a strange phenomenon that Kankan could not properly recognize the object even after he discovered it and pointed out that it was there. Especially if it happens not just once or twice, but every time.

“shit. “It’s even worse to stab someone with a knife and not get stabbed.”

Additionally, the enemy ignored some of the attacks. Even if Kankan somehow recognizes the opponent and attacks, there are no or only small wounds.

Even though Kankan clearly attacked properly.

“You only attack well, but why do I…!”

“well. “Should I attack without the opponent knowing?”

Or it may be the presence or absence of a sacred object. Deathbringer briefly handed the holy relic to Kankan. Unfortunately, nothing changed.

“Isn’t this it?”

If it wasn’t a holy object, then what on earth made this difference? It’s too unexpected to be called a physical constitution, and too strange to be called a coincidence… Oh, really?

Deathbringer suddenly swept the blade of the sword in his hand.

The sword, which has not been purified and was even coated by the Archmage to prevent it from being purified, clearly contains the power of negativity. Even he who doesn’t know much about energy sometimes wonders, ‘Is it really okay to use this?’

Since it is such a sword, wouldn’t it have the ability to participate in this phenomenon?

“…Hold this for a moment.”

“Why the black… But this smells really bad? “The sword is clean. What did you put on it?”

“What is he saying now.”

Deathbringer later saw the man he had found again. I couldn’t see well. It’s definitely there, but its presence is blurred, as if you’ll miss it if you pay less attention…

“What? “Can you see clearly?”

This was the cause. Deathbringer snatched the dagger again. As expected, the enemy began to become clearly visible.

“What on earth is that sword?”

“I don’t know. me too.”

I already knew that it’s made from dragon scales, so it’s hard, light, and extremely sharp, but the blade doesn’t go out. Because I heard and watched the entire explanation from the side.

But I didn’t know it had this effect.

Did Nari, the monk who did the coating, know about this? Who is the demon knight who gave him the sword?

The Archmage would have told me if he had known, so he probably didn’t know. However, the Demon Knight… Given the circumstances, it seems like he was caught after giving it to him without knowing it, but it wouldn’t be strange if he gave it to him knowingly. Because that man has too many secrets.

Phew!

“Anyway, as far as I remember, this is the last one.”

Deathbringer stabbed the last target in the back like a stream of water. When the target was clearly pierced where the lungs were, the other person could not even scream.

In that state, he cut his throat accurately. Unless you know what moves they are hiding, it was better to be sure of a kill.

“You guys!”

The soldiers confronting the target had round eyes.

“The priest said there were apostates hiding and ordered me to deal with them.”

If you watch this scene a few times, it’s just boring. He took out the sacred object and showed it to him, then hurried his steps.

It was a critical moment, and since we were actually confronting the opponent, no one questioned the true meaning of the holy relic.

“Is this the end?”

“Within the walls.”

Deathbringer said and pointed outside. There are still targets remaining on the defense line toward the city center.

Quang!

“…No way, not even there. I guess there is. “The few people I know have never been stationed on the walls.”

“Well, that’s right. But are you confident you can go there and survive?”

The wizards built an earthen wall as if to replace a broken castle gate, but there is no telling when it will be breached.

Also, the city center is full of demons who have already succeeded in entering—not through the city gate, but by using the underground or the air—to come in.

If you look at the fact that there are no flares, it looks like the final line of defense has not been breached, but that in itself doesn’t help much. Rather than moving to a safe zone, they now had to search among the demons to find traitors.

“Honestly no.”

Moreover, the biggest problem was the two sand tigers that entered the city first.

I was confident that I could take out the other demons, but I didn’t think they could do it.

“But I have to go.”

“…Speaking like a hero.”

“A Nordan warrior never gives in to fear.”

“It’s the perfect mindset to die in.”

But there isn’t really any other number.

Deathbringer jumped into the city with Khan Khan. There were intestinal worms waiting for prey below the ground and flying demons on the rooftops trying to snatch humans, but there was no choice.

“King Mu, why…!”

And it arrived just in time for King Mu to join the defense line and raise his sword of betrayal.

It was truly an incredible coincidence and the perfect opportunity for one person.

“Yaw yamma!!”

Kankan, who had the opportunity to seek revenge, stood in front of King Mu. Right next to them, a sand tiger is resisting the city army by destroying a building.

“I will stop you this time!”

But that’s Kankan’s story. Deathbringer, who ran there with Kankan, froze as he discovered something else.

“What on earth am I fighting…!”

A person standing on the roof of the castle wall in the distance was fighting a huge black air current.

* * *

[What, why is it a nightmare…?]

When I heard it was a nightmare, I reflexively got scared. But pitch black fog? A bunch of powder? It was just the same thing and nothing was happening.

On the contrary, the flying demons and other thugs seem to be scared and retreat.

This may have been unexpected even for Duke, the great devil of sloth, and he was a little taken aback.

[I feel a nightmare. Fears that lead to deep despair and resignation. But why…]

Duke snapped his fingers. That attempt didn’t work either, so the black airflow tried to take shape and then dissipated.

[Why…?]

I don’t know what it is, but it seems like an opportunity.

I gathered up all the magical power that had built up during our brief conversation. The two-hender, stained in pitch black, attacked the Duke.

“die.”

My sword tore the Duke’s body apart. However, instead of shedding blood, the body turned into powder and dispersed.

It is made of black particles like a sandstorm and takes the shape of a bear. A black air current swept over me.

bang!

Aside from the fact that the attack doesn’t work, I don’t think it will do much good if I allow it.

So I roughly pushed him away with a ground crash. The roof of the castle wall was very shaken, but thanks to the control of the force, the ceiling did not collapse.

I achieved my goal.

[Show me your nightmare.]

But Duke was persistent.

At its gesture, some of the fog that had receded took on a certain shape.

Like dry ice spread on a stage, what was gently spreading on the roof of the castle wall soon spread horizontally even in the air where there was no roof.

If the idea was to make it so you wouldn’t know where the roof starts from, it was quite an extraordinary move.

[Yes, it has to be like this.]

I don’t think that’s what Duke was really aiming for.

“brother.”

“…!”

A figure rose through the smoke in the air, taking on a more elaborate form and slowly licking its lips.

My body, which was about to attack once more, screeched to a halt.

『Son.』

Even the figure that emerged was not just one.

A girl who looked like six or seven years old, a middle-aged man, and a woman of similar age. Next, a man and a woman who appeared to be around Devna Inquisitor’s age appeared.

『Why… why only you…』

But… who are you?

I was sweating profusely as I looked at these people whose eyes and other eye sockets were pitch black and blood was flowing from their mouths.

How am I supposed to find out if such special effects are added to something I don’t even know about? It’s not even a familiar face, and it feels like raw chomyeon.

[How does it feel to survive alone without your family?]

What? family?

『Why only you…?』

『Oppa, it’s so cold here…』

『Why why did you leave us behind…』

Were you family?!

『We wanted to live too.』

『Why were you the only one who survived?』

…Oh, that’s right. It’s been a while so my memory is a little hazy, but they are similar to the people who appeared in the opening video.

Oh, I clearly didn’t do pad lip, but why is my heart pounding like I’m Tallulah?

I stiffened my face as I looked at the false figures approaching me. Duke seems to think I’m shocked about him…

but he’s not. No.

『Son.』

No, I never thought I would bring my family with me. Of course, if I had brought my real parents, it would have been the same. anyway.

“father.”

Even if it’s like this on the inside, it can’t be like that on the outside. I squeezed my lips hard, as if my eyes were bloodshot.

It was natural that the concept was that he had an aversion to surviving alone, leaving his family behind.

『Brother….』

“Irena….”

Is your youngest sister’s name Irena? Write it. I think I made a mistake. I hope Duke doesn’t find out.

With that thought in mind, I slapped my face with my empty hands and cried out.

“sorry.”

Normally, this would be a good time to kneel down and get frustrated, but since no one is there to help, I’ll skip it a bit.

No, depending on the interpretation, it will be considered an insult to the family, so even if it goes with anger rather than despair, it will not be a kabung.

“I’m sorry…”

Okay, I decided on a direction.

I scratched my face with my fingernails and gently straightened my hunched back. I am confident that my eyes are sparkling brightly right now.

My face is already covered in blood, so I’m not sure about the tears.

“…I swore that I would not stop until the heads of all devils were sacrificed in your graves, but you let those devil bastards humiliate you.”

[…!]

I lifted the sword with the corners of my mouth raised as if I was laughing.

“Don’t worry, don’t worry, father, mother, brothers…”

Suddenly.

Immediately after, a pitch-black sword slash cut through the illusion and even tore through the Duke, who had retreated behind him. Of course, that too was an illusion.

[Oh, are you killing my family twice?]

“I will be an eternal avenger until the moment this life ends.”

[Poor, pitiful people… To be abandoned twice by the blood relatives I trusted…]

No matter what the Duke said, I smiled as if I was crying and refilled the sword I swung with magical power.

“Death to all devils in this land.”

Tap. An unknown liquid ran across my cheek and dripped from my chin.

[It’s so strange.]

The Duke soon realized that his strategy wasn’t working and retrieved the black powder. It seems like not even a look of regret is good if it works, and if it doesn’t work, it’s okay. That was a bit obnoxious.

[This is enough to make me angry. It doesn’t look like Gretchen is stimulated…]

Also, I don’t know what he’s talking about. Did you make me feel angry rather than despairing? Gretchen So, are you trying to provoke the devil inside me?

I wonder if he gets provoked when I get angry because he’s ‘wrathful’… I already can’t get angry because of my anger skill, but I’m starting to get even more angry from now on. In the first place, what is there to be angry about here?

[You.]

At that moment, it suddenly raised its head towards me. The sword he swung reflexively split his body, but it was still just an illusion.

[What contract did you make with Gretchen?]

… It’s burdensome to have it so close to your face, but from now on, I think Duke can change from being in charge of ‘sloth’ to being in charge of bullshit.

How can I make a contract with a devil who only exists in the setting?

“die.”

[Hmm.]

There is no reason to listen to that nonsense. I swung the sword again and this time it passed.

This is a bit annoying.

No, no matter what, this is too much. How do you hit him? It’s surrounded by magic, and whether you cut it with a sword or tear it with your hands, it just scatters into powder??

Even if you try to catch it, you can’t. I decided to fly a bombard, but only the demons flying around were harmed.

Is this really only possible with divine power? Or is it the mob that made it impossible to catch it now??

I tried all kinds of skills to touch Duke. However, all of them only penetrated through Duke and nothing worked.

The only consolation I could find was that Duke’s attacks would be disrupted with just a couple of gestures from me.

[Neither this nor this.]

But the problem was that Duke did not just attack again. Rather than attacking directly, this guy showed me various illusions made of powder.

There are a few scenes that seem to be related to the character’s past, such as a person with goat horns kneeling before a black figure.

If it bothered me, of course it didn’t.

What do you need to know to receive mental damage? I only know the past history of the Demon Knight character through a few sentences.

Other than the massacre of his family, I don’t know what he went through.

Duke even cut out a few scenes, not even the entire incident. There is no way I could get any emotion from there, whether it be grief, despair, or anger.

If there was one part that I suffered from not knowing, it was the acting part.

I thought my head was on fire as I was trying to reason things out in a situation where I didn’t even understand. Later on, he started attacking me as if he was mad with anger and acting.

[It’s strange.]

What’s strange? Can’t you see that I’m having a hard time having to play around with your weird plays without being able to do any damage?

[I know people like you well. It’s easy to fall into emotions like reckless anger, self-loathing, and frustration. Even if you overcome a nightmare, you end up creating more nightmares yourself.]

At this point, shouldn’t the Archmage or Inquisitor feel uncomfortable and come up here?

Please kill this mob. Please save me.

[But your nightmare is based on the past, but I don’t see any changes.]

Please.

[As if it wasn’t your nightmare.]

Argh. It’s a nightmare and you don’t need to sleep. Being held captive for tens of minutes by a mob you can’t catch is a nightmare. What’s a nightmare?

[Even if my personality were split into two, it wouldn’t be like this.]

You are my nightmare, you bastard!!