episode_0045

What should I do?

A man barged into the room and screamed.

I can hear people running outside the door. Judging by the clanking noise, I think heavily armed people will be coming in soon.

Hukkeshuni sees a man sitting on the floor, shaking and screaming with a lifeless face. Hukkeshuni says he was threatened.

Is this a sight so strange that it makes you collapse in a scream?

Couldn’t you see it as a matrix with a purple sphere on its head?

No, you probably won’t have many opportunities to see something like this.

In a world where I was still human, I would have danced to the dance music of legendary pop artists, but here, I think they’d swing a knife at me and say, “What nonsense are you talking about?”

Even though his head is covered in a purple sphere, he’s half-zombie, so it should be shocking enough, but it’s a bit disappointing.

Now it’s time to learn about the specific human being.

Because if I knew about this specific human, I might be able to escape from this place right now.

I can’t leave Hukkeshni alone. If he knows that I can’t get out of this crisis, he can stab me without any guilt.

In the first place, I didn’t make a magical contract with some mysterious power that if Hyukkeshni didn’t write a book, something terrible would happen.

It’s just a contract between people.

There is always a risk of being scammed, but I still believe and do it.

Of course, in reality, it’s written as faith and it’s written as the hammer of the law. And if that hammer doesn’t hurt, the contract is worthless.

I’m replacing it with an illusion about myself.

In other words, from Hyukkesuni’s perspective, he had made a dangerous contract with a foreign power that would kill him if he did not keep it.

I deliberately created that illusion.

So I can’t use the hyungkesuni. Then I have to use another method, and I can’t trust myself to speak well.

Since I couldn’t speak beautifully enough to instantly charm people, I tried to persuade them by force, pretending to be a foreigner with great power.

Of course, it’s persuasion that involves stomping on the dirt floor, but persuasion is persuasion. Yes.

The only unit I currently have in my hands is a spherical human.

Come to think of it, you’re a concrete human. Strictly speaking, you’ve never followed me, right?

To put it metaphorically, it’s like throwing a cup upside down into the ocean rather than following me.

Grab any sphere human nearby. Preferably someone of the same height so that it can easily be touched by the light. Then gently push me in. Just like you did when you gave the blessing.

There’s a purple smoke coming out. When he was in Rebecca’s body, his arm would crack and a purple mist would flow out from the crack, but this time his arm just turns into smoke.

Ah, so that’s why you were able to put your hand into Hyungkeshni’s chest earlier?

The dark purple fog flows in without any resistance. Inside, there is a black light with a very faint purple tint.

hmm.

Eeee.

oh!

I just went in.

Rather, it went in more than usual?

Sweep.

The purple sphere slowly shrinks, and a girl’s face pops out from within. It’s one of Tisha’s granddaughters.

As I was watching, she opened her eyes.

“What about your grandfather?”

Oh. Oh, dear. It’s a child. Well, at the same height as Rebecca Rolf, you’re far from an adult. If you scream, it’s going to be irreversible.

A child’s scream confuses people.

I’m trying to close my eyes, but my hands are foggy.

For a moment, the thought that I was screwed crosses my mind, but the child in front of me closes his eyes of his own accord.

Yeah yeah yeah?

I don’t really feel like I’m controlling it. It’s just the same feeling as when I’m watching from the inside.

“Get away from him, you witch!”

Then a man armed with armor runs towards me and swings his sword, and the blade touches my neck.

Denggeng.

The head was cut off and fell to the floor.

No, how many times will I get my hair cut today?

Of course, the next moment, the head that had fallen to the floor disappeared as if the resolution was low and it became blurry, and the head grew back.

When I looked at my opponent, I saw a man in knight armor holding a girl in his arms and pointing his sword at me. Then I grabbed him in human form as he prepared to swing again.

“Ugh! Let go! What are you all doing! Hurry up and protect this person!”

The people stopped at the entrance are trying to move at his shout. If this continues, all the specific humans will die and I will also be in danger.

So I hurriedly put my hand on the chest of the spherical human being right in front of me.

The hand turned into a dark purple mist, so the blood and meat didn’t splatter and just went in. And as I followed the light that had turned black, the dark purple sphere that this person was wearing on his head slowly shrank.

And then a man’s face appeared.

“What the hell is going on now?”

Oh, you’re being reasonable.

If I panic like this, won’t things get messy? If I could, I’d like to close my mouth and eyes like the girl did a little while ago…

her?

He closes his mouth and closes his eyes.

Am I listening to orders? Or am I moving myself? I think it’s more like listening to orders. I don’t know the principle, but a phenomenon is a phenomenon. If it’s already happened, then interpretation comes later.

We have to move quickly.

How do I do it?

At least if we can restore the appearance and maintain consciousness, we should increase it. That way, at least there is a way to overcome this situation.

Immediately, they grab the knight’s arm holding the sword and push me to remove the sphere.

In the process, I realized one thing.

Originally, to do this, you had to say that line.

‘I’ll give myself to you, but later, when you’ve finished finalizing everything, I’ll give you everything I have. How about that?’

There is no resistance when you push me in with a verbal contract.

But they don’t resist. Because they’ve already been robbed of their warmth? But the monster that robbed me of my warmth before, although connected to me, lost its reason and became hostile towards me.

I concluded that there is a law that says that if you lose your warmth, you become a monster.

It’s as if the contract was already made a long time ago.

They have purple hair. Tisha’s original hair is brown.

Will the descendants of the blessed automatically be transferred to the contract? Just like when you live in a monthly rental, if you don’t express your intention to terminate the contract after the contract period ends, the contract continues implicitly?

Then why can’t we share eye contact?

Oh, no way.

The contract has been passed, but you don’t follow me into it?

The contract is finished but it is still not being performed?

I like it when the number of blessed people increases.

Good things are good things.

First of all, increase it.

First, I went around the room and changed the specific human beings into blessed ones.

I glanced at the people near the entrance who were unable to enter the room and were aiming their weapons at the room.

Everyone is too scared to come into the room. The man who screamed and collapsed earlier is now standing right in the doorway.

Check out the face behind it.

There are no priests of the Church of the Holy Spirit.

No one seems to know for sure what my true identity is. In reality, there may be an inside, but at least it’s not in the memories of anyone here.

Then let’s assume it doesn’t exist and move on.

I have a little time before I can get the dozens of people in here back to where they were.

I have to think about it until then.

What are you doing?

That person’s face gets more and more smiley every time I add more blessed people.

I laugh because I’m scared.

From that person’s perspective, does it look like a man-eating monster increasing its host?

But you already said you’d write a book. I have no intention of looking at it. Then you’ll read it and get the summoning method.

The book is neat.

The capacity will probably be much smaller too.

It’s faster to convey the summoning method than to cut out Yasle’s memories bit by bit.

As we quickly sort out the present and future, the number of specific people also gradually decreases.

I don’t have time.

I need to decide what stance I’m going to take going forward.

At least he can’t act like a simple human. He’s already been shown to regenerate after being cut off. So, except for the play of the lion of justice that appears to help them.

You can sell Hulkeshni, make her write a book, and then throw her away, but judging by the memories of the people here, Hulkeshni won’t be thrown in jail right away for being a witch.

I told you, right?

Tisha was a good king.

And he has continued to exert good influence. Now, the Ansellus Kingdom is enjoying its most brilliant era of peace.

The trial is still fair.

You will want to listen to what Hungkeshni has to say and do a cross-check. So, you need to keep Hungkeshni in your hand. I will move so that I can control it.

If she runs away, I have no way of catching her.

How do I do it?

How can I establish a justification for this place now?

No, let’s think that it’s okay if we can’t survive till the end. If we want too much when we have nothing, it’s just an illusion.

At least I’ll be alive long enough for Hukkeshni to write his book.

No matter what Hukkeshuni says, the person who has been blessed in this place must not die. On the contrary, Hukkeshuni must not be beheaded as a traitor who attacked the royal family.

Until I write the book.

yes.

Set a direction.

And then we make up our minds.

Anyway, it’s a role that Hyungkesuni gave me. If I take on that role and things go wrong, it’ll all be Hyungkesuni’s fault.

After I turned the last concrete human back into a human, I went to where Tisha’s body was and sat at the bedside.

While I was at it, I looked at the crack in the upper body, but I still couldn’t tell even if I looked.

Just by saying, “Rise up now,” all of Tisha’s blood relatives in this place will come to their senses. This place where Tisha’s children, grandchildren, and even great-grandchildren are included.

I look at them and tell them the truth.

“I am the one who people call a foreigner. I came to receive the payment according to the contract from the person who received my blessing. Is there a law that prevents the execution of the contract by the Holy Spirit? In your law, doesn’t the person who made the contract first come first? Answer me. Humanity.”

The first attack will win. If you ask, come and answer, the god of the Holy Spirit Church.

I put my soul into acting as a foreigner.