episode_0004

“Huh!”

I took a deep breath and stood up from my seat.

Because I had inhaled too much, I started coughing so violently that I thought my internal organs were being ripped out.

But there’s no time to even catch your breath. I urgently raised my hand and felt my neck.

Instead of the blood flowing freely and the rough cross section cut by the sword, all I could feel was the soft, soft, and even slightly cool sensation of smooth skin.

The neck was still intact. As if something had happened, as if it had been like that from the beginning.

How did this happen?

I remember clearly. I mean, I remember that horrifying sensation of my head rolling over.

I’m already dead!

Suddenly, I felt like I was getting increasingly short of breath.

When I suddenly came to my senses, I realized that I was strangling myself.

I hurriedly released the hand that was strangling my neck and greedily let out the breath I had been holding for so long.

“Uh, how? I was dead!”

Arms and legs moving wildly like a wooden doll with its strings loose.

Fresh red blood seeped out like tears through the cross section of the severed neck.

Yeah, obviously I’m dead. Are you sure.

But now I am not dead. How on earth should I accept this?

… … I’m sure I’ve gone crazy. I can’t help but think that way.

Unlike before, I touched my neck with careful movements.

I tensed my shoulders, feeling as if the blood seeping from the severed neck would wet my hands at any moment.

But that didn’t happen.

My smooth neck didn’t feel even the slightest scratch, let alone being cut.

It’s as if the terrible incident of being decapitated by an unidentified knight never happened in the first place.

I looked around in great fear.

The surrounding scenery was still the same as when I first opened my eyes.

The cold and dark boss room of Glummarch Castle.

The strangely detailed scenery is also the same.

There was still a candlestick in the corner of the bed that was not visible when playing the game.

In an incomprehensible situation, I bit my lip until it bled.

‘I don’t know if this is a dream or not. But one thing is certain: I have already died once. But how can that be?’

I was so nervous and my strength was gone that I fell helplessly onto the bed.

At that moment, the brass candlestick at the corner of the bed kept coming into my field of vision as I lay face down.

why? Why? Why does this keep bothering me?

It is just a simple candlestick that is not particularly pretty in shape or made of rare metal.

A common candlestick that can be easily found not only in games but also in real life.

Besides, didn’t I just throw that candlestick far away?

But why do I care so much… … .

Wait, what?

I couldn’t move a finger because I was shocked as if someone had hit me on the back of my head.

I can’t believe it. No, I think I’ve realized something I don’t want to believe.

No, probably not. It must be my imagination.

I moved my body as if tossing it to the corner of the bed and lifted the candlestick with difficulty.

It was still a difficult object to lift with these slender arms, but I lifted it stubbornly.

So, why is this lying here?

“Obviously, I threw this at the wall earlier. This candlestick fell over and made a terrible noise. however… … however… … !”

The arm that was lifting the candlestick started shaking and soon lost it.

The candlestick fell down and hit me hard on the bridge of my nose.

I immediately felt a salty taste in my mouth. Did you have a nosebleed?

Of course, I didn’t feel any pain. No, instead of pain, uncontrollable laughter burst out.

I wrapped my arms around my body and started whimpering and laughing.

In fact, I may have noticed it from the beginning.

No, I’m sure you noticed.

If a strange world that resembles the world in this game follows the rules of the game, it is only natural.

I just turned my eyes away.

Because that is such a terrible truth.

“Hey, you bastards! Why me? Why are you doing this to me?”

As if he was crying, he spat harsh curses at someone he didn’t know who he was.

If this world follows the rules of the game, and I really was reincarnated as the boss in the game. There is only one answer to this strange phenomenon.

The reason why I was able to survive without any injuries, having obviously died from a cut throat.

As the boss in the game, it was clear that I had been decapitated and then respawned. Just like Elena in the game.

“Now, wait a minute. Let’s talk! It really only takes a moment!”

Suddenly

“You and I are civilized people. So, let’s have a conversation?”

Suddenly

“Say it with words. please! Please, yes?”

Suddenly

“Please, man, I was wrong. I did everything wrong?”

Suddenly

“Stop it! I don’t know anything about being undead or not!”

Suddenly

“Please. I don’t even know what the princess of the underworld is. What is Baron Glummarch?”

Suddenly

“ This fuck is a fuck! Stop it!”

Suddenly

“Please stop! It hurts, I don’t like it, go away! Don’t kill me. Please!”

Suddenly

“You fucking bastard, just kill him, kill him!”

Suddenly

Suddenly

Suddenly

Suddenly

… …

… …

… …

I opened my eyes, feeling another unpleasant sensation.

What I see is the familiar ceiling of the boss room, the cool feel of the blanket against my body, and the bitter cold.

You respawn again.

This was repeated several times.

As I was helplessly trying to recall the number in my head, I ended up laughing.

I don’t know, fuck. Anyway, a lot of people must have died.

After dying for the tenth time, I forgot to count.

No, anyway, how can you forget the number of times you have died?

Now, let’s change our perspective and think about it.

Do we want to remember all the miserably crawling deaths with decapitations cut off, heads broken by shields and brain drains, and limbs cut off?

No, never.

Because I’m an undead, I barely feel any pain whenever I die, but these are still memories I never want to recall again!

Of course, it would be very easy to guess who was responsible for the series of terrible acts.

Does anyone recall the article that first killed me? That’s correct.

I’ll give you some taffy as a reward, so enjoy it haha.

The knight, that bastard in armor, never got tired of coming and killing me.

Of course, that doesn’t mean I haven’t tried running away.

It’s okay to say something so obvious, but I’ve tried everything I can.

But it was all in vain.

One time, I hid in a corner of a dark passage and ran out while a knight was passing by.

However, he was quickly caught up by the driver who followed him and the back of his head was broken.

Even though I was lying silently on the bed and crying, the driver mercilessly cut off my head.

Even if they clung to you and begged you, your throat would be cut off. If you threatened them with a curse, your tongue would be cut out and then your throat would be cut off. If you spat in your face or threw a candlestick, all your limbs would be cut off and your head would be cut off.

Everything I did ultimately resulted in my head being cut off.

Rebellion did nothing to improve the situation, it only increased the terrible experience I had to go through before I was decapitated.

No matter what I do, I’m destined to be killed by that bastard in armor.

It really sucks. It’s so fucking bad I can’t stand it.

If I lie still like this, sooner or later I will die again.

Although I was aware that death was approaching at every moment, I never felt like I had to move my body to prepare for anything.

In preparation, what’s the use or whatever you do, it’s almost like you will die.

A sigh escaped from deep inside my body.

Why on earth did this happen to me?

It was now an established fact that the suspicious-looking message I had seen at the last moment was related to this strange phenomenon.

No matter how much you think about it, there is nothing else.

But why? Why do I have to go through this?

“It was just a game! I just played a lot of games. But why do I have to go through this!”

I was so angry that I couldn’t stand it.

Elena you bitch. Is it so wrong to kill a hundred thousand people?

You’re just the game boss. What’s so wrong with killing a lot of game bosses?

As soon as I glowed like that, the sound of clanking armor coming from afar became faster.

It’s probably the sound of a knight running this way.

That bastard in armor starts acting crazy fast whenever I raise my voice even a little loudly.

Judging by the clothes he wore, he must have been a knight dispatched to kill the undead that had appeared in Glummachi Castle.

However, judging from the state of the armor he was wearing and the weapon he was carrying, it did not seem like he was of a very high rank.

If this were a game world, that guy would have played the role of an extra who died after confirming the existence of Elena, who had become undead.

The fact that I was being slaughtered so mercilessly by a guy I could have killed with a single finger in the game world was so unfair that I couldn’t bear it.

‘what. ‘Something’s strange.’

I was confused by the sudden concept that came to mind. what? I think I’m missing something.

The anger that had been boiling up just a moment ago disappeared like a lie at the interesting concept that popped into my head.

With an infinitely calmer mind, I thought about what I knew about Elena.

The Gloommarch Dungeon Quest begins with a request from a secluded rural lord in East March.

The finale of this epic Eastmarch quest, which begins with dealing with the undead problem rampant in the abandoned castle within the territory, was the Elena subjugation quest.

Yes, that’s it. The sudden realization gave me a shiver.

Clearly, the Elena in my memory was leading numerous hordes of undead.

Although the quality of the individual is low because it is an early area boss, the overwhelming number of undead is enough to pose a threat to beginners.

But why is there not a single undead here, let alone a bunch of them?

“Oh my God! The rumor that Baron Gloomarch’s daughter became undead was true!”

Oh fuck

I guess I spent too long thinking about it.

The bastard wearing armor showed up without fail, holding a lantern and screaming loudly as he looked at me.

I was suddenly irritated by the scene that had been repeated several times.

“ It is noisy. Can’t you see what I’m thinking about right now?”

I screamed without realizing it.

Anyway, you seem like a clueless bastard.

If a person is thinking about something, shouldn’t you pay attention to them and talk to them?

The driver just looked at me with a dumb expression on his face, as if he hadn’t expected my reaction.

Anyway, I’m glad I got some time to think. Now think a little more before that useless bastard kills me… …

Wait a minute, now that you think about it, it’s not completely useless, right?

“Hey, you there!”

“What, what! You evil temptress! I will never fall for your foolish tongue play!”

The driver was even stuttering as he was embarrassed by me talking to him without fear.

I didn’t miss the opportunity and asked aggressively.

“Forget it, let’s just ask one question. Have you ever come here and seen any of my descendants?”

If it were me, I wouldn’t have been able to talk like this to the person with the knife pointed at me.

Even more so if that person is looking for an opportunity to kill me.

For some reason, I felt like I was making a very complicated suicide attempt, but guess what?

This body has already died several times. Is it worse than dying just because something goes wrong?

“Yes, you bitch! W-what nonsense are you talking about!”

“Ha, I really don’t understand what you’re saying. Did you even stick a stick in your ear?”

The driver looked at me with his mouth open, as if he was shocked by my bold words.

I now felt more frustrated than afraid.

Why is this seemingly sane guy who is struggling so hard to understand?

I spoke each and every word with sincerity so that he could easily understand.

“Can you say it more easily? Have you ever seen a low-level undead around here? Zombies, skeletons, wraiths, things like that. Haven’t you seen anything?”

“Yes, you bitch… … You are deceiving me with fancy words.”

The knight, whose face was red and shaking, spoke in a voice full of anger.

Oh, I think you finally understand me. But why is the reaction like that?

The knight immediately drew his sword and pointed it at me.

“The undead that you are talking about are terrible things that can be a disaster for the territory if they just appear. These are things that should never be witnessed.”

“Huh? What kind of bullshit are you talking about, the disaster of the territory? Let me say it again. Have you ever seen a low-level undead?”

“What nonsense are you talking about! In the first place, the mere appearance of the undead is a disaster. Is it possible to classify undead like that?”

What does this mean again? The mere appearance of the undead is a disaster?

In the game, the undead are just common mobs?

“Wait a minute. So you didn’t see any other undead on the way here?”

“Yes! But could it be that you were planning to summon the undead?”

The driver, who was very excited, was foaming at the mouth and saying something incomprehensible.

It seemed like he was praying because he made the sign of the cross and repeatedly bowed his head while speaking, but there was no time to pay attention to that nonsense right now.

It was important that there were no undead in Glummarch Castle at this point.

No, looking at the article’s reaction, it seems that the undead themselves are very rare in this world.

But if this world is the world of Tree of Eternity, there’s no way undead are rare, right?

Now that I think about it, it never occurred to me that that ordinary knight would have made it through the enormous army of undead to reach the boss room.

The Gloomarch Castle Dungeon is a dungeon that five adventurers of the same level work together to defeat.

The equipment he was wearing was completely ordinary and not enchanted, so how could that knight, who still looks like a novice, do such a thing?

‘In some parts, the game system is taken as is, and in other parts, it is completely different. ‘What on earth has become of this world?’

At that time, I suddenly felt a strange sense of déjà vu from the sight of the knight.

I couldn’t check its appearance in detail because most people I’ve encountered so far have died, but I thought its outfit looked very familiar.

Where did I see that armor?

Come to think of it, I think there was one mid-boss in the Gloom March dungeon.

‘Death Knight’, a newbie slayer who boasts a level of strength that is different from the low-level undead that fill the Glum March dungeon.

Jinbos in the Gloom March Dungeon was such a strong monster that it was said that he was a mid-boss Death Knight instead of Elena, who had slow movements and a clear pattern.

Yes, that’s right. The armor that bastard is wearing, if that armor rusts a little more and turns darker… … .

I let out an involuntary exclamation at the sudden realization.

“Da, Dark Knight?”

It was definitely true. The armor that bastard is wearing.

It’s definitely the Dark Knight, the mid-boss of Gloom March!

“Stop! I won’t play around with you bitch anymore. In the name of God, I will punish you!”

The knight, who had already finished praying, began to burn with fierce hostility again.

I urgently stretched out my hand towards him.

“Wait a minute! We don’t need to do this at all. I am the person who will be on your side. No, in the first place, you will be working under me soon?”

I blurted out all the words that came into my head.

Oh, it’s ruined. I shouldn’t have said this.

The eyes of the knight who heard my words began to overflow with hideous murder.

It seems like my words seriously hurt that knight’s precious pride.

“Shut up, you fairy. Don’t try to fool me anymore!”

The driver immediately roared and rushed at me.

It happened so quickly that I couldn’t react properly.

Of course, nothing would have changed if I responded.

I felt like a light flashed before my eyes, and then I immediately started to feel like my whole body was tilting to the side.

Well, this is another novel experience.

It seems like the entire waist was cut off this time.

It seems my words made the article much more angry than I expected.

The knight who had cut me in half was now grinning and raising his foot high above my head.

Ah, this is a pattern where you want to step on it and explode it. This is good too, because it will end soon.

This would be much better than feeling like your body was cut in half and your internal organs were spilling out.

Thinking of that thought, I could now even smile. Does this mean that we have become accustomed to death?

There was a crackling sound, accompanied by a subtle sense of satisfaction, and the sound of something exploding, and the sight before my eyes turned completely white.

It’s a strangely refreshing sound.

With that thought in mind, I closed my eyes.

There have been countless deaths

Elena’s curse further erodes