The Player Hides His Past Chapter 538

Episode 538 Reversal of a twist (2)

When the magic of reversal is activated, a twist unfolds.

‘I don’t know why you keep quiet.’

Regardless of Granfell’s silence, I saw changes in the vengeful spirits that attacked me with murderous intent. Each person drops the blade they were holding in their hand to the floor.

“Huhhh.”

And then it wasn’t a laugh full of joy.

As if drenched in deep sadness.

He trails off in that voice.

“Our poor young matriarch…”

At those words, I unconsciously let go of sleep.

‘I guess so.’

The runaway of [Children’s Solitary Life]. And through those experiences of [Darkening], I thought to myself that Granfell might not be as merciful as the setting in my dark history notebook.

‘Granfell.’

So I did it just in case.

Numerous [Sangsa flower that grew from blood] bloomed in Cloudy territory.

Among them, I wonder if there are a few Sanjanghwa flowers that have sprouted from Gran Fell.

however.

‘You couldn’t have done that.’

It didn’t seem like it.

The vengeful spirits who had swung their daggers at me struggled with guilt.

They kept giving me the title of young matriarch.

Soon the screams turned into pleas.

“Young matriarch, please don’t try to shoulder the Cloudy family’s deadly sins. As much as you…. Even if you are Cloudy’s blood, as much as you… I can’t do it…!!”

Granfell was silent, but I could guess.

‘That’s what it was.’

Gran Fell.

You were someone who held a grudge against the Cloudy family and could not be hated even by those who fell into hell. I recalled the image of young Granfell that I had witnessed in the time and space quest.

‘Well, who could hate you?’

With hands like a fern.

Except for paying too much attention to how I dress.

From then on, you were polite, cute, and smart…

Anyway, that’s why you’re hated by others.

Because it would be impossible.

‘I understand why the vengeful spirits knelt down.’

Isn’t that why everyone is begging you?

“Even if you say you are Cloudy’s matriarch… there is no need for the young matriarch to bear Cloudy’s sins. No, you cannot go down that path. We don’t want you to go through that ordeal…!”

Get out of this hell right now.

‘Because you scared me that much.’

I am Lee Ho-yeol.

Even if I had to give up on meeting Akshan seniors, which was a class quest.

I have a burning desire to escape hell.

‘You’re just scaring me right now, right?’

In fact, if that was all he did, he didn’t even bother.

What is the reason why you were able to be so shameless in the face of so many trials? The stake of the buff [Blessing of the First World Tree], which had a deceptive effect, was very large.

‘Because instead of getting a buff, I got a nerf.’

But even [Blessing of the First World Tree].

It was not possible to offset the curse of the Cloudy family that was in effect in hell.

An expedition to hell in a situation where there is no place to believe.

Will I be able to break through the next gate, let alone the palace?

It meant that confidence was low.

however.

“I will ask you a favor.”

Don’t you know our Grandfell’s temperament?

Why take on this burden once?

That there is never a way to let it go with your own hands.

Even Cloudy’s blood.

The position of the head of the family.

Because it was a mission I was born with, not something I took on.

Finally, I opened my mouth.

“Guide me with your tail.”

I didn’t forget the quest goal.

-Survive the festival in Hell Village. (In progress)

●Become a tagger and engage in a game of tag. (In progress)

1. Kill all participants. (Optional)

2. Die. (Optional)

3. Survive and cut off the tail. (Optional)

Head of the Cloudy family.

At Granfell’s insistence.

To head to the next gateway.

I had to find something called a ‘tail’ in hell village and cut it off.

The vengeful spirits of Hell Village fall deeper and deeper into sorrow.

Still, you can’t disobey it.

“I will follow the words of the young matriarch.”

He stood up shakily and led me somewhere.

by the way.

This is what I felt from the moment I first stepped into the social space of time and space…

‘I think I have a knack for pouring cold water on you, don’t you?’

What if we just showed up?

Is the festival atmosphere turning into a funeral home atmosphere?

As I walked along, not blaming myself, but blaming myself…

a question suddenly occurred to me.

‘The ghosts remember the Granfell I know.’

This is what I know about Gran Fell.

Of course, I was referring to Granfell in my black history notebook. I was just talking about a Granfell that was shameless yet noble and yet merciful… Anyway, it was difficult to even describe it in words.

‘…Then what is Granfell at the moment it turns black?’

So much so that even I felt unfamiliar.

So much so that there is no distinction between allies and enemies.

Granfell showed no mercy at all.

‘Is it the effect of appropriate magic power?’

It was very uncomfortable to say that it was simply the effect of [blackening].

How far can one be swayed by blackening?

This is a story about when you can’t control your magic power properly.

‘I don’t know, but you’re not Granfell, right?’

then.

Is there a ‘chance’ that led to the existence of such a side to Granfell?

Could it be that the reason lies in the 30% that I don’t yet know about?

‘Anyway, you’re like an onion, a man like you…’

That was the moment when I sighed inwardly.

“Our poor Grandfell….”

The ghosts stopped.

[Second Gate – Sealing]

Is that what you mean by the tail?

A gateway large enough for two or three adults to pass through.

A rope was tied at the entrance. That rope is probably the ‘tail’ that Quest is talking about. The third option to cut the rope and enter the second gate was right in front of me.

‘There are the other two, but mana is the only option.’

There is no need to hesitate when faced with the only option.

…Hold on.

The moment I thought about it, someone grabbed me by the hem of my clothes.

“You must not go…! Beyond that door, even more painful trials and truths await the young matriarch!”

If it were a normal Gran Fell.

…Sch.

If someone grabbed the hem of his clothes, he would have said something harsh.

But not now.

The Granfell I know goes so far as to spit out cold words to his vassals who are truly concerned about him.

‘It’s not like there’s no sympathy.’

“Still, there is nothing to worry about.”

“…?”

“You can trust me.”

“…!!!”

Even though they were ghosts with only facial features and mouths, their emotions seemed to be touched. Why does it seem like he is impressed by words that are full of confidence and lack of sense of responsibility?

Of course, I, Lee Ho-yeol, wasn’t particularly impressed.

‘How many times in hell have you already pretended to be cool?’

Trust me.

You can trust me.

I am the main character.

Anyway, you have amazing form?

…Sureuk.

As the head of the family spoke like that, the spirit that was holding onto the hem of the clothes also relaxed its grip. The vengeful spirit’s shoulders shake as if trying to suppress the rising emotions.

Okay.

But I can’t give my habits to anyone else.

Granfell’s eyes turn to Dawn’s wrinkled jacket.

Vengeful spirits who keep talking whether they know what’s going on or not.

“If this is truly what the young matriarch wants, we will no longer hold you back.”

Yeah, well thought out.

‘I’m not usually stubborn.’

If I had kept holding on, we might have argued endlessly, right?

It was a moment when I felt relieved.

Coogung.

Suddenly.

The noise penetrated my eardrums.

Hell Village where the festival was held.

‘…It’s a flower pot, right?’

There was a flower palanquin at the center of the festival procession, and the vengeful spirits had placed the flower palanquin on the ground. Thoughts that fit the situation with past experience.

‘Usually in this situation….’

Something so shameful that I would resent my wife would have happened…?

Then, no way…!

Have you ever thought of putting me in that dazzling flower pot?

‘It’s really an extreme spec!’

Even if I didn’t have a seizure, would Granfell feel the same way?

But fortunately, my worries were nothing more than a fuss.

Even until the vengeful spirits open the road to the flower kiln.

As expected, I was soon startled.

Sweet.

The door of the flower kiln begins to open with a clicking sound.

There was no one on board it.

Vengeful spirits open their mouths.

“Even at the moment I fell into hell, even at the moment I was burning, even now that I was mixed up with various vengeful spirits and only my thoughts remained, I did not let go of this. But…”

What was visible through the open door of the flower pot was a jewelry box.

“I will give as much as I want to the young head of the family.”

The ghost approaches me holding the jewelry box.

When the jewelry box was opened, the sight before my eyes began to blink.

I sighed internally.

‘…You know that? ‘I’m sorry for giving you all this trouble, Diend.’

That is a very familiar item piece to me.

[The six-point brooch is shining.]

A three-piece six-point brooch.

[Six-cell brooch 3/6]

[Six-point brooch 4/6]

[Six-point brooch 5/6]

Because it’s in hell.

Even if you search the entire Arcana Continent.

I couldn’t find one!!

Marcelo faced Hakuna, the king of Yusra.

“You’ve grown up, Your Majesty.”

“It’s absurd.”

“Don’t you know? “I’m the type of person who can’t say empty words.”

Marcelo’s assessment was accurate.

Judging by the keen insight of the tower owner, Hakuna has achieved remarkable growth.

Even helplessly.

‘The growth potential is unbelievable for an Arcana. Even if compared to an adventurer, he is not far behind… no, he is even more than an adventurer.’

Quite the contrary.

‘Plus the ability to destroy the chaotic situation.’

Marcelo looked at the view of Yusra from the Golden Palace. Even considering the fact that Lord Hoyeol was in charge of a significant amount of work in the Kingdom of Yusra, the development of the Kingdom of Yusra was remarkable.

‘What’s more surprising than anything…’

Even considering the fact that Seoul has become a land of strangeness.

An unusual wind was clearly blowing at the Magic Tower.

But the Kingdom of Yusra was still peaceful.

It was the same as in the past.

Marcelo was momentarily distressed.

‘…It’s different from me who has hit a limit.’

How was Hakuna able to achieve remarkable growth?

No matter how much I thought about it, there was only one answer.

After all, there is only [『Kii』].

‘How was he able to reach Kii?’

A fatherly insight into theoretical magic.

Marcelo was about to fall into deep thought.

Hakuna’s voice brought him back to reality.

“The growth is remarkable. Perhaps it is because he was reborn.”

be born again

Marcelo suddenly heard that sound.

I thought of ‘someone’.

Come to think of it, ‘she’ was also achieving remarkable growth.

‘…Could it be related?’

For a moment, Marcelo’s expression hardened.

It was only a moment.

Yes, more than just a guess.

Because a definite change was unfolding before my eyes.

sparkle.

Brilliant plate armor that tickles the eye.

A great army entering the golden palace.

They were paladins of the Goddess Church that followed Talim.

Hakuna opened her mouth.

“With this, the Goddess Church has been completely divided into two. Our Allied Crusade Forces have decided to support the forces of Talim Eber among the Goddess Cults…”

The voice that followed at the end was bittersweet.

“In this situation, the whereabouts of my benefactor are unknown.”

Marcelo was reticent to say anything.

As Hakuna, who has a deep connection with Ho-yeol, if she knew what kind of situation Ho-yeol was in… even she couldn’t easily predict what kind of sadness he would fall into or what kind of behavior he would show.

But the well-intentioned secrecy did not last long.

“Your Majesty!!”

A man running urgently.

He was one of the former Inazuma guild members who defected to the Kingdom of Yusra. When the player saw Marcelo, he for some reason breathed a sigh of relief.

“thank god. “Chief Marcelo was also there!!”

“What’s going on?”

“That is from the sacred land of Muon…!!”

At the sacred site of the Muon Goddess Church.

『Freiza, a saint who had a conflict with Talim.

Withdrawal from the Crusade Alliance.

Adventurers who are forming an unusual atmosphere with the Goddess Church…』

News had arrived that put an end to all doubts.

“The Goddess Church and the Bohemians have declared a true holy war!!”

“…A true temple?”

“War toward the infinitely deep darkness, that is, toward the Commander-in-Chief!!”

It was a trend I had guessed before.