The Player Hides His Past Chapter 136

Episode 136. Do you want to live

? Simuard.

As a mage master, its name is widely known on the Arcana continent.

Each clan member possesses overwhelming magical power.

Geniuses with talents that are hard to produce even one in other magic families appear in every other generation.

However, no one would envy the Simoard family.

The curse of a time-limited person who is as famous as fame.

Because Simuard’s lineage died before reaching middle age instead of being born with overwhelming magical talent.

There were no exceptions. Ever since the Simuard family became renowned as a master magician.

“Whoa.”

Marcelo looked around the office.

An office full of various research materials.

The cleanup is coming to an end soon.

“Thanks.”

Chief Lee Ho-yeol, if it wasn’t for him.

Even now, on his desk, materials related to the pre-verification of regular conferences, hypotheses about oddities, and even applications for towers must have been scattered around.

“There is such a thing in this world.”

It is said that the place where a beautiful person stays is also beautiful.

…It wasn’t a word to use in a place like this, but Marcelo didn’t know that fact.

He just wanted to protect Marcelo. The formality of a chief until the very end.

You know your body better than anyone else.

weakened heartbeat.

The flow of blunted magical power.

A body that is languishing.

‘I felt it from the rift of the broken dimension.’

Every time I used magic, I felt a recoil in my body.

To borrow the words of her senior in Belli…

It must be that she overworked her already bad body.

-“I’m sorry. It always makes me care. Appointed in Bellier.”

Even after returning to the Mage Tower, he continued to focus on his work without rest. Even if he felt it himself, there was a steam that urged the short name.

Marcelo let out a chuckle.

“But what does a day or two matter?”

A member of the Seymourd family.

For Marcelo, death was closer than anything else.

I’ve been used to death since childhood.

What existed in my memory was my father’s deathbed.

Except for himself, who was still young, no one in the family mourned his father’s death. As if death were natural. Even the father himself.

-“The day will come when you will realize everything later. Marcelo.”

Indeed, you are right.

Because the curse of Simuard’s time limit came to everyone equally, regardless of whether they were married or not.

A year later, facing the deaths of countless people, Marcelo also came to understand his father’s will.

Death is fair to everyone.

However, he is only a little mean to Simuard’s bloodline.

But Marcelo was not offended.

“There is a give and take in everything…”

As Sir said.

It must have traded life and talent.

Because Seymourd’s blood flowed, he had tremendous magical talent.

In addition, unlike his father and other ancestors, he entered the Mage Tower where he could fully display his talents.

-“Marcelo, you have the right.”

There is no need to dwell on descendants.

It was only possible with the permission of her godmother Yula Simuard.

Marcelo shrugged.

‘Of course, someone is suffering because of me.’

Like it or not, as long as he entered the Magic Tower.

According to the oath, like other wizards, he could no longer get involved in family affairs. Furthermore, is the Seymourd family a family that will cause someone to worry?

‘So I’m not concerned about that side…’

This must be the Magic Tower.

Marcelo thought as he looked at the tidy office.

Just like the scenery of the office, many things have changed in the Mage Tower.

He expelled the devil worshipers who deceived the Mage Tower while wearing the mask of an elder.

The elder mage became one from five.

But the vacancy was not felt.

Because all the members of the Magic Tower were filling the empty seats.

The Round Table Conference, attended by all ranks of wizards, must be proof of that.

“As well as…”

In the process, the Mage Tower recognized a public enemy, the Devil.

Although Marcelo knew better than anyone that the mage’s personality was filthy.

Now that there was a common enemy, the proud wizards were cooperating with each other.

Seeing that the senior mages who growled that the day was far away have gone quiet, I don’t think I need to explain.

“This is also thanks to you.”

As expected, everything was thanks to Chief Lee Ho-yeol.

So, Marcelo had nothing to worry about.

He would be able to fill his vacant seat perfectly.

Yes, because I accepted it.

From the moment I realized that I was a blood relative of the time-limited Simuard.

It was the death I had in mind.

Even so, I must be a person who can’t help it.

“…I don’t have any worries, but I have lingering feelings.”

Even magic that has not reached the realm.

A study of theoretical magic that was not completed.

Also research on gii.

And more than anything else…

“I wanted to see you awake.”

That I will never be able to see the Tower Lord again.

That was Marcelo’s regret.

But Marcelo knew.

Resistance doesn’t change anything. How useless are the lingering feelings of someone whose end has already been decided. So, without thinking deeply, I moved my hand. When I opened the drawer

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I saw the green tea bag that Ho-yeol had given me.

It was the moment when Marcelo looked at the tea bag and laughed bitterly. A

knock

sound was heard.

“You may come in.”

Are you senior in Belle?

Because I didn’t want to worry her.

Marcelo struggled to change his expression.

However, an unexpected person appeared from the open door.

“…!”

We do not have meetings that have not been promised in advance.

A person I would never have thought of because of that motto.

Lee Ho-yeol was the chief.

“This chief? Why did you come to my office?”

“Chief Marcelo.”

“I am listening.”

“No Marcelo Seymourd.”

“…!”

He had never properly said his name to Chief Lee.

There’s no way that the adventurer Ho-yeol knew the history of the Simuard family… but there was an if. It was enough for now to live the concerns of others.

But if you’ve found out even now…

Nodding—

Marcelo politely bowed his head.

“sorry. I wasn’t trying to hide it.”

However, the answer I heard was unfamiliar.

“Marcelo Seymourd. I will ask you.”

After all, that was a question, not an answer.

closer to death than anyone else.

Although he was born as a member of the Simoard family.

“Do you want to live?”

“…!”

A question I’ve never been asked before.

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It was all because of the damn tired pride.

I looked at the blinking quest window.

[Quest: Marcelo’s Study]

Marcelo, the chief wizard of the Wizard’s Tower.

In order for him to reach an advanced level of magic.

want to be with you

—Accept Marcelo’s proposal. (Success)

─Prove your ability. (Success)

─The Chief’s Weight (Repeat) ▼

─Approach to Strange (in progress) ▼

To be precise, the very end of the [Marcelo’s Research] quest.

A newly emerging quest goal.

——I carry on Marcelo’s legacy. (Ongoing)

Senior Mage of Healing, Velier Yusia.

When I picked up her application form, the quest goal was renewed.

Thanks to that, it was quick to grasp the situation.

Even if we don’t know what kind of family the Simuard family is.

To say that the word “time limit” is not a joke.

Then the question that remained in my head was resolved.

Even if I didn’t carry a lot, it’s an undeniable fact that I shared the weight of the chief that Marcelo was carrying.

However, despite the effort, Marcelo became thinner every time he saw him.

To the point where you can’t simply blame the constitution.

‘But it’s more strange to notice with just that.’

After knowing that fact…

I feel like I’ve become a very mean person…!

[Cracks in broken dimensions] are not enough, so even cracks in [Demon Castle]. Wasn’t it me who dragged around Marcelo who was sentenced to death? Besides, even the words I just spit out.

“Do you want to live?”

Is this really all you can say?

But it was unavoidable.

Because the heavy pride in my heart said so.

The curse of the Simuard family time limit.

The moment you see the purpose of Bellier’s tower.

Another lost quest.

[Quest: Request from the Simuard family]

Simuard of the Mado family.

They are cursed with a time limit imposed on them.

I want to dig up the source of the curse.

—Visit the Seymourd Mansion. (Success)

─Confront Countess Seymourd. (In progress)

A request from the Simuard family.

‘Success’ floating on the quest goal.

It wasn’t a quest I had done.

As I said, I don’t even know what the Simoard family is.

But I knew

Akkshan’s request structure.

‘The demon hunter who was carrying out the quest was killed in action.’

The past where Akkshan existed.

When the demon hunter who was fulfilling the quest died, another demon hunter took over the quest.

But as everyone knows, Akshan was annihilated and I am the only demon hunter who survived.

‘Thanks to this request that I naturally forgot…’

It must have come to mind when I found out about the secret of the Simuard family. Yes, from Lee Ho-yeol’s point of view, this was nothing to worry about.

——I carry on Marcelo’s legacy. (Ongoing)

What continues Marcelo’s legacy?

who?

I?!

You’re talking really nonsense.

I have neither the ability nor the will to do so!

What I want is not the position of the real chief, but only the authority of the chief as a co-researcher.

He would die just to handle the duties of the chief who only took on half of them. After Marcelo, I’m going to die of overwork…!

Then it was a problem.

It is a mage tower that has come to regard the devil as its main enemy. Marcelo’s void in such a critical situation? This was something that the future seemed clear before I did anything.

So no matter how you look at it.

—Facing Countess Seymourd. (In progress)

[Request of the Simuard family].

No matter how you look at it, it was right to carry out Akkshan’s quest that was handed over to me.

Besides, since that was the quest of ‘Akkshan’.

‘There’s a high probability that the curse of the Simuard family is related to the devil.’

yeah, nothing to worry about

But like I said, damn pride was the problem.

Pride wanted to hear the answer from Marcelo’s lips.

The pride of others is just as important as the pride of oneself.

Marcelo, if the end his pride desires is to accept the curse of a time limit. I will have no choice but to carry on Marcelo’s will.

‘Party’s Opinion? It doesn’t matter. I can understand.’

But even if you say the same thing, what does ‘do you want to live?’

Wasn’t Marcelo offended by any chance?

I looked at him who was silent…

For some reason, the corners of Marcelo’s mouth were rather raised.

“Do you know sir?”

“What do you mean?”

“It is the first time in my life to hear such a question.”

Marcelo’s mouth twisted.

It was a mix of half laughter and half laughter.

“Seymourd. My family curse is known on the continent as well. Even though there were people who knew that fact, there were people who were jealous of my talent, and even if there were people who looked at me with pity…” There

was nothing to look for from afar.

Among the senior mages, there were a mix of such people.

Marcelo let out a laugh that he had been holding back.

“Haha sorry. Really, that question is new.”

…That’s a question that hits the mark so much that it makes you laugh.

I don’t think the story will go well.

It’s all because of this bastard’s cubic…!

“So I’ve been thinking about it for a moment.”

…wait for a sec.

At Marcelo’s words, I suppressed the urge to tap my snout.

Marcelo’s gaze scanned his neatly organized office.

“I have no regrets. I know my bowl well. If it wasn’t for my family history… I would never have reached the position I am today. Because they traded life and talent. I think I was able to witness this kind of scenery in a place like this.”

Marcelo laughed bitterly.

“…That’s why it’s right that there shouldn’t even be any regrets left.”

Kwok—

“The moment I heard Kyung’s question, I thought about it without even realizing it.”

Marcelo clenched his fist.

“…I want to live.”

Of course I don’t know

What kind of lingering feelings did Marcelo have?

As he inherited Simuard’s blood.

How did you live your life as a terminally ill person?

But enough.

“I got it, Marcelo.”

“…?”

“You should rest according to the words of senior Velier.”

It was.

What I wanted to hear was not a strange story.

It was just one word to say I want to live.

At the same time, the quest window flickered.

——I carry on Marcelo’s legacy. (Pending)

Quest status changed from ‘in progress’ to ‘on hold’.

If it was going to change, shouldn’t it have turned into a failure?

I have no intention of going on a quest like this.

I looked at Marcelo with a puzzled expression.

His fist, to be exact.

Maybe it’s because I live with it in my mouth?

‘Now I can see what it is just by taking a quick glance.’

What Marcelo clenched into his fist was a green tea bag.

Dried tea leaves fell to the floor in the wind.

I said calmly.

“If you need me, come to my office.”

“…!”

“Because even time passes slowly when you enjoy tea.”

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[Quest: Request from the Simuard family]

Simuard of the Mado family.

They are cursed with a time limit imposed on them.

I want to dig up the source of the curse.

—Visit the Seymourd Mansion. (Success)

─Confront Countess Seymourd. (In progress)

Of course, the Simuard family is located on the Arcana continent.

Because this wasn’t a big event like the Devil’s Castle or the Teppern Labyrinth.

There is no chance that it will come up as a regular update.

Questions naturally follow.

Then, how should I go to the Simoard family?

At this point, there was no way to move from reality to Arcana continent.

But I did remember. [Crack in the cracked dimension] The scene I saw in that strange space.

[???]

A huge demon whose name was not known.

The guy had obviously broken the rift and appeared. Then, I escaped to the Arcana Continent once again because of the [『Giggy』] that I had manifested.

I saw the sight and realized.

The rift is a strange space where reality and Arcana continent are mixed in half.

As if reality passes through cracks.

It is clear that the Arcana continent will also be through cracks.

That doesn’t mean he knows how to get to the Arcana continent from the rift.

However, there is one option worth choosing from.

The devil’s booty.

[Map that connects to all things]

[Rating: Epic]

[Restrictions: None]

[Effect: You can find out the location of something hidden somewhere that someone has secretly hidden. You can also teleport to the location of something only once.

However, when the teleportation effect is activated, all effects are immediately lost.]

[Description: A magic tool with infinite possibilities depending on how you use it.]

That’s right.

This is why I was able to speak confidently.

someone will ask

Isn’t the Arcana continent already a den of demons?

Even if you step on the Arcana continent, will you be able to save your life? No, do you know how to return to reality in the first place?

“I am possible.”

As always, with a confident answer.

I’ll pop up a status window.

[Title: Last Adventurer]