episode_0065

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and.

It’s not fun.

Hukkeshni has been captured. People who have a grudge against Hukkeshni are torturing her.

I also watched it for a while and thought it was cool, but I got tired of the repetitive stimulation.

There’s something even more interesting than that.

The harvest season is growing rapidly!

People are spreading out to the point where you wonder if you really need a blessing agent! And the harvest season is getting longer and longer, and the more widely it spreads, the more warmth is gathered!

Wow, I really like it.

I was worried because the religion itself, which was assumed to be modeled after my knowledge, was too safe, but looking back, when I think about it, I remember that even safe religions killed a lot of people when they were human.

They say it’s a witch hunt, so they go after and harass and kill any Sungshin Church members they see.

When discrimination arises because of purple hair, people fight each other because of that discrimination. And sometimes, having different hair colors becomes a reason for murder.

However, since physical performance basically increases during the harvest season, it is difficult to win without a blessing. The only time you can win is when you have the advantage of numbers.

And when the numbers are reversed, the hatred that has built up until then comes over them.

Even if you are not a Christian or belong to another religion, such things happen all the time.

Thanks to that, I smiled as I watched the warmth gradually increase.

Yes, that’s right. This is the automatic warmth collection system.

A world is gradually being colored with my colors. In the middle, something called the Holy Spirit interfered with me, but after a big fight, I don’t feel like doing anything.

That’s a little disappointing.

If I had done something, I could have caught it.

But there are countless worlds out there, so I guess it’ll work out somehow.

And the hyungkesuni, oh my.

I can’t help but sigh.

When I was going to die, I gave the book to three people. They kept the book and gave it to the foreign missionaries.

At that time, more than 90% of the books were already harvested, so I could see where they were going and what happened to them. And I also watched what happened to the books.

As expected, the book had its pitfalls.

And I opened the book and devised a completely new summoning method. Under Rebecca’s orders, I performed the summoning spell in a remote location.

But the thread that came down at that time couldn’t reach the floor where I was.

Just like me, they also concluded that it was impossible to summon me with only the knowledge of Hyukkesuni.

Of course, I know that if Yasle had not inherited the knowledge of Hyukkesuni, it would have been impossible for her to call me.

Unless you’re stupid, you’d think about that much.

Still, it’s a pity.

As time went by, my anger towards her also cooled down.

It was my fault for making someone who couldn’t do it do the job anyway.

warmth?

Hmm, it’s hard to judge. Even if Hyungkeshni wrote the book sincerely, it’s true that he can’t summon me.

And instead of writing a book, I asked him not to take away my warmth.

To seek revenge for not getting what you want.

Since you’re bullying someone who doesn’t have the ability, keep your promise.

I’ll just keep it.

The warmth that once fell like a drop of water from the sky, now falls in thin streams.

Sure, it’s thinner than thread, but it’s still better than nothing.

She’s the one who made it this far, so I give her credit for that.

Then you can be confident later. Even if I broke my promise to myself, I respected it if you tried.

Hehehe.

It’s completely true, right?

There’s no guarantee that someone like Rebecca won’t show up again to see my memories. If I’m summoned again based on Yasle’s memories, there’s a good chance that my body will come back to life.

This memory will be helpful then.

He keeps his contracts just like the devil.

Of course, they will also try to find loopholes in the contract and take advantage of it. That comes up in many stories.

I used to wonder why the devil would foolishly try to keep a contract, but if he knew that there was a loophole in the contract, no matter how scary the opponent was, someone would make a contract.

I can fool you.

There are a lot of people who think that way. We have to see and learn good things.

In the meantime, the water flow has become thicker. If I were to completely make this world mine, how much warmth would I be able to continuously receive?

I’m so excited!

Now, I have a continent full of harvesters. The children of the harvesters are the reserve harvesters. There is a downside to having to find them one by one and put them in, but it’s not that much of a hassle.

I don’t need to read the contract separately, I can just find it.

But even though the number of people has increased significantly, I cannot go up.

Strictly speaking, I tried to go up there once.

The place where I died is always full of harvest.

But the moment I tried to step on it, the support seemed too weak and I couldn’t get up. It felt like the glass bottle would just break.

So I quickly came down to the surface.

I don’t know what would happen if the glass bottle broke, but it’s still getting warm, so why kill the goose that lays the golden eggs?

however.

excuse me.

Why are the glass bottles getting cracked more and more?

It’s a glass bottle that contains so much light that it looks like there’s a galaxy inside.

It gradually cracks as if it can no longer support the weight of the object inside.

I watched it restlessly, but there was no solution. Since I was connected to the light inside like a thin line, if I tried to interfere through it, the surroundings would immediately break apart, so I quickly ran away.

And that cracking sound was eventually felt by the harvesters too.

I also know that the sound is gradually becoming less frequent.

But the harvester pretends not to know that.

No, don’t pretend not to know, find a way!

But my wish did not come true.

As we left it alone, a huge crack eventually formed in the sky.

You can tell just by looking at it. The glass bottle is now breaking.

The first world I worked so hard to create is ruined.

I can only look at it with a sigh, and tears come to my eyes. Why am I so helpless?

As the world began to split apart, Rebecca said something strange. She said that it was time to meet the foreign correspondent.

Now that I have no reason to go up there, I wonder what she’s talking about, and I’m watching, and Rebecca goes to Dakota and tells her that this is the end.

Then the woman who had been tormenting Hukkeshni for so long finally raised her magical sword with a burning flame, with an expression that said it had finally come.

And then we went down to the basement with Rebecca, and there Dakota stabbed the meaty sack of Hunkeshni.

The witch is dead.

Then Dakota also aged in an instant and died there in that state.

A moment of confusion when you see what happened and cannot understand it.

The glass bottle shattered. Strictly speaking, there was a slight time difference, so there wasn’t really a causal relationship.

The glass bottle shattered and all the light inside fell down.

Come down to where I am.

All the way.

All the way.

All the way.

In the middle, a lump of light that was occasionally caught and carried away approached me, so I shook the thread still connected to the light and it ran away.

what.

Do they crave warmth too?

Should I hunt those later?

I’ll worry about it later.

And eventually they fell to me.

Pongdang!

swimming.

lol.

Hehehe.

What is this?

It’s hot. It’s awesome.

Ah, yes. Well, a small candle, I see. Better.

The cold, for a moment.

wee.

It’s not that I forgot, it’s just that it’s gone.

No, no. No. Don’t take it. It’s a heat I barely felt. It’s warm, it’s the first heat I’ve felt since coming to this dirty bottom!

iced coffee.

The heat is flowing out.

What is this coldness?

What on earth is this cold?

Why do I have to be the only one so cold?

yes?

I shrank into blackness, clutching at the light that was slowly diminishing inside me.

It melted and disappeared inside me like flour falling in small drops.

Even if you squeeze the shrunken thing, there is no warmth at all.

The light that I didn’t grab is already shrunken and black, slowly disappearing inside me. It has no nutritional value, it’s just this kind of garbage.

I grabbed one and threw it up.

I was getting annoyed when a large mass of light passed by above me.

A ball of light caught the rising light, spinning around like a fish and then suddenly dropping it again.

Fondant.

The light has returned to the floor. I don’t know what was there because it was already licked. However, there is a very faint warmth left. This is not the warmth that the light had. It is the light that the mass of light above had.

In other words, it means it’s quite warm.

Oh oh.

Is that so?

The warmth of that is a later goal.

by the way.

I found someone among the sunken ones whom I had not seen in a long time. He was already dead when he fell, but his body still had light. However, there was no warmth.

When I was first summoned, I could get both light and warmth from the dead corpses around me, but this one doesn’t.

No one ate it, but it’s not like I stole the cold.

Honestly, I took most of the heat off, but I left one.

Before I was swept away by reason, I pushed on with instinct.

Aren’t you against it?

Getting warmth is a perfectly rational thing to do. Making a contract is an instinct. It’s a pretty useless instinct.

Well, anyway.

Welcome to the Underwater. We’ve decided not to take away the warmth.

So how do you feel about this cold?

Can you laugh?

Okay, now.

Will you change like me?

Are you as unhappy as I am?

puck!

The light began to dim and then turned to dust and disappeared.

Huh?

Just like the last time I went up and fell, I thought that if I didn’t eat it and just pushed it away, a monster like me would form.

But it couldn’t stand it and just burst. It shrank down and burst, as if it were the deep sea.

Was it because it was too damaged to endure, or is it because humans can’t endure it?

The questions keep growing.

There’s so much to do.

How many is the right amount, is it better to just let the world fall like this, how should the harvester be used, and what and how far can I go?

great.

I do everything.

Anyway, there is plenty of time.

Thinking like that, I looked around.

There is nothing left under the water now.

There are ripples in the water, but that’s it.

In short, this is the last one.

I said my final goodbyes while looking up at the place where the first world once stood.

Hello, first world.