Episode 01 .. Rich maniac..

Episode 1. rich maniac.

In astonishment, Koo Sung-seong gripped his chest and stood up.

"Uh oh uh uh uh uh uh uh uh uh uh u People must be saved!!"

When he stood up, two individuals he hadn't seen before gathered.

An elderly man in a clean suit and a large man who appeared to be around 30 years old.

"Do you think you're insane?"

"Young lord!"

Koo Sung-seong was taken aback by the two closing the gap and bit his upper torso.

"Who are you, who are you?"

The two men's expressions softened when they heard that word.

The elderly gentleman yelled.

"What am I going to do with this? Look! Is there anyone around? Call a doctor immediately!!"

The young man, on the other hand, poked his head in and pointed at himself.

"Brother! Master? Do you not recognise me? My name is Robben!"

His eyes twitched, as if he were worried.

No, among the people I've seen in real life, a man who looked so terrifying that I could always depend on his staring at me.

It was the first time I'd ever been stared at like that.

It is a terrible stare.

Even if you look at it with a serious expression, you don't know what you don't know.

Koo Sung-sung moved his head side to side.

When Robben noticed it, he covered his face with both hands.

"Hehe! It's entirely my fault! I should have taken better care of you..."

The elderly gentleman standing beside Robben softly touched his shoulder.

"That is not correct. That would have been a larger disaster if it hadn't been for you. The family's head also advised not to blame yourself."

The implementation was really perplexing.

I had no idea what was going on at all.

I couldn't figure out what the heck was going on in front of my eyes.

"Please excuse me. Please clarify so that I may comprehend. What is the location of this? That doesn't appear to be a hospital."

They both froze when they heard those words.

He grimaced and opened his mouth once again.

"No, please elaborate..."

Koo Hyun-seong, who had been speaking up until that point, abruptly stopped speaking.

That was because he saw himself in the enormous mirror opposite from him.

What I saw in the mirror was not realisation.

A young man, about twenty years old.

Her hair, which had never been coloured before, had become red, and her complexion had gone white.

Her eyes, like her hair, were glowing brilliant red.

I was attractive, but...

"What exactly is this?"

He yelled at himself in the mirror.

The image in the mirror was plainly not his own.

Did he get plastic surgery while he was unconscious?

By the time such an idiotic thought entered my mind.

A severe headache struck me.

"Aaaagh!!"

Koo Sung-sung shrugged and shook his head.

An unexpected, excruciating headache struck my head at an unexpected time, so I had no choice but to do so.

The two people who were frozen next to him groaned and awoke.

"Councilor! Send in the senator right away!!"

"Bocchan! Bocchan! What are you thinking?!"

The voices of the two, however, did not reach Koo Sung's ears.

It flowed out the other ear as soon as it entered one.

It was as if someone had grabbed and ripped his brain apart.

In the face of such anguish, I couldn't hear a word.

It was difficult to even breathe, and tears streamed down my cheeks.

"Shut it down!!"

It came towards the brain in between the agony, as if information were being forced into it.

I couldn't help myself.

A flood of memories rushes in.

He had a gut feeling.

This is not new knowledge, but rather a recollection from his past.

Ku Sang-mind seong's was filled with a plethora of recollections.

Kuo Sung could only accept it by pulling his hair out.

A member of the council rushed in from the outside while he was in pain.

The doctor was dismissed by the elderly guy.

"Look! Why is the boy acting this way?"

The congressman was embarrassed by the realisation.

Sweat beaded down the senator's brow.

Because he, too, was clueless of what was going on.

When the old man noticed this, he pressed the doctor once more.

"Try something new! Now!"

"Oh, yeah, yeah!"

When the congressman's hand comes into contact with Koo's body.

He finally stopped screaming.

"Eok, Heo! Eok, Heo! Eok, Heo!"

Then comes the long-awaited exhale.

I'm not sure why, but he seems to have calmed down.

The old guy approached Kuo Sung again with caution.

"Bocchan... are you all right?"

Koo Sung-sung replied to the speaker and returned his gaze.

"Haberts?"

In answer, the old man's face brightened up.

"Yes! My name is Havertz, young master! Do you recall now?!"

Robben also raised his head in response to such statements.

"Me? Do you not remember me?"

Koo Hyun-seong agreed with a nod.

"Yes. I recall. Robben."

"Haa. You were truly astonished..."

Robben bowed his head and brushed his tears away.

It is too little for the size and shape of my face.

In fact, the hugely grown black man sniffling away gave Fellas shivers.

Havertz rubbed his back again, as though he recognised his appearance.

Koo Hyun-seong shifted his eyes back to the mirror in front of him.

Red eyes and red hair.

The face that had been unknown only moments before had become familiar.

The memories that came flooding in with the sudden headache were those of Pelas reflected in the mirror.

Nobody explained it to me, but I knew.

That the guy he mistook for Kuo Sung had died.

Pelas, who is now himself, is the reborn person after death.

'Did I have a heart attack like that?'

Pelas lowered his gaze to his hands.

The recollections of Koo Sung-seong, who was in his past life, and Pelas, who was in his current existence, were jumbled and confused.

Nevertheless, the most significant issue was that Pelas' recollection of the former life was as clear as day, yet Pelas' recall of the current existence was hazy.

Even my recollections were hazy, and there were many more that I couldn't recall.

It seems that I needed to spend more time organising my ideas.

Pelas turned to face Havertz and stated.

"Bring everyone into the room. I need to relax."

Pelas was taken aback within.

The fact that he spoke in such dominating tones.

Perhaps it is what the body recalls.

Under Pelas' command, Havertz promptly dispatched all attendants outside.

"Please contact me if you have any questions. I'll leave the kids outside the door."

Pelas nodded in response.

Havertz then bowed his head and walked outside.

He came to a halt outside and peered back at Pelas, as if he had recalled something.

Pelas, too, shifted his eyes in that way.

"what?"

"This act enraged the...head of the house. As a result, he sentenced the adolescent to probation. I hope you don't go out tonight. This time, the leader of the family appears enraged."

What the hell is going on?

Pelas has no memory of this episode.

When Havertz noticed Fellas was silent, he grinned and kept speaking.

"Don't be concerned. I'll inform the family's patriarch. Your rage will lessen if I tell you that you've been gravely hurt to the point that even your memory is shaky."

Perhaps the fact that he didn't respond suggested that Pelas wasn't concerned.

Pelas responded with a nod.

"Uh...uh."

Even if I stated I was going out anyhow, I couldn't remember where I was going or how to get there.

It was evident that if I walked out, I would get lost.

After hearing the uncertain response, Havertz exited the room, telling himself once more to leave everything alone and not to worry too much.

thud.

The loud room got silent as the massive oak door was shut.

Pelas sighed as he wiped his brow.

"What should I do now?"

* * *

Gulp.

Pelas sipped from the glass of water next to the bed all at once.

Then I went to the mirror and stood in front of it.

He touches the inside of his own cheek.

That was unmistakably his own face, but it seemed strangely familiar.

This was, however, a face he recognised.

"DiMeo, Pellas."

It was unmistakably that expression.

A figure from the film [Winter War 3].

Same first and last name.

While playing the game, their faces were also encountered thousands of times.

It looked just like this.

"How come this foolishness..."

The eldest son of a count who travels around wearing expensive trinkets in the realm of the Winter War, when even the simplest items have immense worth.

Items were incredibly pricey and significant in [Winter War 3], as they were in previous RPG games.

An unfortunate man who lives his life his own way by selling such wonderful products and doing such silly things.

Fellas Dimeo was a character in [Winter War 3].

Of course, this was unimportant.

Even in the world where I lived as Ku Hyun-seong, rich fools were prevalent, and if I had a lot of money, the remainder of my life would be pleasant and good.

The major issue was the future predicament.

"You mean your leg has been severed?"

It was.

He continues to act stupidly, and his legs are finally severed by Leonil, the main character of [Winter War 3].

Pelas shook his head.

"Oh. I'm going insane."

It was cool inside as a gamer to be in Leonil's situation.

It was quite natural.

It was intended to punish the villain.

But, the thought of becoming the target sent shivers down his spine.

For some reason, it felt like my knees were growing chilly.

He licked his lips, massaging his still-unbroken legs.

'Even if my limbs are fine, with the count's money, I'll be able to play and eat nicely for the rest of my life, but I can't offer them a leg here.'

In any case, the unlucky scenario of having both legs severed had to be avoided.

Thankfully, he was familiar with the narrative of [Winter War 3].

It is also pretty well.

After playing dozens of times, I was prepared for the first clearance as well as a fresh approach.

He might have avoided this dire situation if he had used his knowledge wisely.

Pelas reflected as he rubbed his chin.

"Hmm..."

and after a while

"Yes, that was there!"

He smiled as he snapped his fingers.

Episode 1: The Rich Maniac.