Chapter 64 - Regressors Like Cider (6)

Chapter 64 - Regressors Like Cider (6)

"Okay, that's it!"

Poison Hee, who had been holding on to the wolf's corpse for a long time, put the chopped pieces of the wolf's heart into her bosom.

"... Why are you taking that?"

"I want to use it as an enchantment material! I can simply give it the properties I want, but with materials like this, I can create even greater effects!"

"Is it so? That, then... Shall we start slowly now? ? I think I've had enough rest... "

"Wait a minute... I'll wipe some blood!"

Leaving behind Dok Soo-hee, who smiled single after saying that she had obtained good ingredients.

"... "

My head was full of doubts about Kang Chan.

Kang Chan. Even if you doubt it, it's too suspicious.

In fact, looking at this episode alone, you might think that it is too much to doubt Kang Chan.

But let's think about the last round. Kang Chan didn't leave when I didn't inform him of the existence of the monster in advance.

Rather, he diligently rummaged through the cavities and showed himself not noticing the presence of monsters.

But all of a sudden, when I say there is a monster in this episode, it disappears somewhere? And when all the battles are over, he sneaks back and shows the loot, saying, "I caught another monster."

The mouth doesn't fit. If Kang-chan really sensed the monster's existence, he should have left the same way last time. Or at least you should have noticed the presence of a wolf hiding in the ceiling.

"... Strange."

In other words, it is very likely false that Kang Chan caught the monster. That red bead is probably the reward you got from the previous floor, not the one you got from killing the monster.

Then, what we need to think about again is why Kang Chan ran away.

There are two main possibilities.

First. Kang Chan had an unavoidable situation where he couldn't fight right now, and because of that, he had no choice but to leave.

Second. Kang Chan is actually a dog's dick, and he's bluffing right now.

And the latter seemed more likely to me.

Even though Kang Chan has shown overwhelming momentum so far, why do you doubt him? I am suspicious because a similar stereotype already exists.

Among the creative genres, there is a genre called 'illusion'.

In fact, the main character is a worthless idiot, but those around him recognize him as a formidable force.

'Ohhh, you are the one who is the one!', And the strong people who say they are going well all over the world come and say 'Hmm... It's quite... ' And acknowledges the main character.

However, it is the illusion that gives the fun that comes from the gap of perception that the main character repeats petit bourgeois concerns such as 'what should I do now?' While trembling in fear.

Now, if you've read the explanation above, think again.

If... What if Kang Chan's ability itself, 'the ability to breathe life' was everything?

What if subduing the fairy was actually a result of coincidence overlapping?

However, what if the stock price has risen day by day thanks to those around you saying, 'It's really Kang Chan!' And has maintained that reputation by giving life to those who doubt it?

Then it makes sense for Kang Chan to run away.

Frightened by the presence of a monster right in front of him, he ran away, and in a corner somewhere shuddered, 'I'm scared...' ' He might have been crying.

Kang Chan. From the name, it seemed like he was fucking strong. In fact, he was a 'yakchan'.

"... "

I turned my head and glanced at Kang Chan, who was walking expressionlessly.

Of course, it is possible that I am wrong. Because this was just my guess that 'it might be'.

Kang Chan is the first thing he meets when he returns anyway. You should check it out then.

"Are you there?"

I walked aimlessly for a long time while organizing my thoughts about Kang Chan.

When we returned to the joint where the wolf was, the stone gate blocking the way was gone.

"Hmm... "

What followed was a dark passageway without a single torch. I removed one of the torches from the wall and pushed it into the darkness. I could see the path, but the atmosphere was very dark.

"... Should I go?"

I never want to go, but I can't help it.

Since I entered this tower, there was nothing I could do but advance.

***

Thud.

"Evil... "

Gyungjun Ahn's pain-filled groan.

There was a way to worry about anyone, but all the other three just walked silently.

That would also be the case, because this was not the first time Kyung-Jun Gyung-Jun had his head banged against a stone wall. It's already happened 5 times.

"Write... "

The reason is simple. It is because Ahn Gyeong-jun, who is in a 'strong body' state, cannot see well because he has crushed his glasses.

What should I call Gyeong-Jun Ahn, who has lost his glasses? Should I just call him 'Jun'? He walked down the damp cave path, thinking nonsense.

About 10 minutes of walking silently without saying anything.

"By the way, why did the strong soul break the glasses?"

What broke the silence was Dok Soo-hee's question.

"That... My soul hates glass and mirrors."

"... Is there any other reason you don't like it?"

"They say they don't like distorting human images... Even when I was strong before, I broke my glasses first."

Gyungjun Ahn talks while scratching the back of his head shyly.

"Can I ask you something too?"

Thanks to Dok Soo-hee opening the door, I decided to ask what I was curious about.

"That soul? You can see Ahn Gyeong-jun with your own two eyes right now, right?"

"Yes. Can you see me?"

"What do you look like?"

"Hmm... "

Ahn Kyung-jun, who walks carefully and ponders.

"Dark skin... It wears something like an ornament made of feathers on its forehead. The top is off, and the lower half of the body is not implemented in the soul state, so I'm not sure. Oh, and he has a spear with a very fancy design on his back."

"... "

Imagining based on the description, something aboriginal imagery of the jungle comes to mind. It's like using a javelin, and it looks like you're going to hunt elephants in Africa.

However, African natives do not have the ability to summon wooden spears from the air. I've also met wizards who use magic on the second floor, so it's probably reasonable to assume they're spirits from another world.

"It must be difficult."

I unknowingly threw the thought out of my mouth.

Gyung-Jun Gyung-Jun is a weak person with a rough soul.

It is painful to hang around with people who are originally opposites. How quickly a person is ruined if he meets the wrong senior in the army. Not to mention, Kyung-Jun Ahn has to stick with that soul even the moment he falls asleep... Feelings of pity for him bloomed.

"... It's hard, but it's okay."

However, instead of bowing his head, Ahn Gyung-jun smiled lightly.

"I don't do anything myself, but... Just lending your body is helping, right? When attacking the tower."

"... Yes?"

"Climbing this tower is no different from contributing to humanity as a result... I am satisfied."

"... "

I didn't answer and looked straight ahead.

You can tell when you hear them talk. This man is nice and good.

But that's why you shouldn't be more friendly.

Anyone can die while progressing through floors 3-5.

Seeing a good, kind friend die over and over again would quickly break my heart.

I stepped a little faster to get away from Kyung-Jun Ahn.

"Now, since I told you my boring story... I'm curious about Dok Soo-hee's story?"

"Uh, me?"

"Yes. From the outside, it looks like a student... How old are you by any chance?"

"Oh, I'm in high school... "

Rattle.

Because the ground shook for a moment, Dok Soo-hee's voice stopped talking.

"Before... "

At the end of the dark path, which had been walked by relying on a single torch, a familiar stone gate was blocking the path.

"... "

Four unmistakably dug palm-shaped grooves.

The four of us exchanged glances, each placing a hand on the groove.

Kurrrrating

Slowly, with a vibration, the stone gate moved.

"Hmm... "

The stone gate disappeared, and what was revealed was surprising.

"... Is it a mirror?"

Mirror. Mirror. Mirror.

It is a space full of mirrors.

The floor, the ceiling, and the length of the walls made of mirrors appeared before my eyes.

Is it because of my mood that it reminds me of the maze of mirrors in the amusement park?

A dark space that depends on the light of torches. The shimmering flames and the figures of the four of us are distorted here and there, and the dreary sound of the wind echoes like the background music of a horror movie.

"Hmm... "

It will not be a simple mirror. It is a mirror maze located in 3-5. It would be more reasonable to think that there is some kind of trap or unusual gimmick.

If you touch a mirror, will you be kidnapped to another world? Or a doppelganger? An assassin that jumps out of a mirror?

While I was rolling my head and deriving the number of possible cases.

"Jun, Mr. Junho!"

Dok Soo-hee hurriedly tapped my shoulder.

"Why... "

Waking up from my thoughts, I turned my head and looked at Dok Soo-hee.

"No... No... !"

Behind Dok Soo-hee, I could see Kyung-Jun Gyung-Jun holding his head and moaning in pain.

"There are too many mirrors... "

Ahn Gyung-jun, who covered his head with a red-hot face, drool dripping from his mouth.

"Ah."

Ahn Kyung-jun said earlier.

The spiritual soul hates mirrors and glass.

From that moment on, it seemed like the world was going back in slow motion.

The three of us, including myself, hurriedly turned around and started to walk away from the mirror maze.

"... Without getting tired, are you trying to seduce me again!"

Ahn Gyung-Jun, his eyes completely turned around, summoned the well-worn wooden spear.

Wow Jangchang!

Gyungjun Ahn's spear flies at the speed of light and shatters the mirror.

Due to its terrifying muscle strength, shattered mirror fragments fluttered in all directions and embroidered the air.

"Aww!"

I tried to run away as far as possible, but it was already too late.

Papabak!

Even if I twisted my body to avoid it, I couldn't stop the tiny mirror fragments from getting stuck in the exposed skin.

[Damaged.]

[Return to the moment you first entered floors 3-5.]

Gradually, the vision in front of my eyes became blurred.

***

Sadness. Unrest. Despair. Fear.

Fuck you.

I like cider

I like cider more than anything else, as the main character coolly breaks through the ordeal in front of him.

But what is it? Why do I have to suffer like this every time?

What? The spirit possessed by the body of the person who is going through 3-5 together broke the mirror maze because it hates mirrors, and I get hit by the fragments and return?

Angry.

I can't stand my anger

"... Wake up bantling."

Maybe it's because I'm blinded by anger?

"... Hey."

"... ?"

"Let's face it."

I jumped at Kang Chan.