episode_0091

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A hot hostility, as if tinged with heat, pierced Elena’s delicate skin and penetrated into her heart.

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Elena stared blankly at Felt, whose trembling eyes were revealing hostility towards her, as she repeated Hanji’s name over and over again like a broken recorder.

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Her first encounter with Felt was not as grim as she had imagined, like meeting an enemy.

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Every time I read the Bible, I thought it would be a sacred and pious story of affection, like the meeting between the Savior and the saint that I read over and over again.

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But reality was cruel, unlike the imagination that came to her mind, where a few screws were missing.

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Felt didn’t even say a single warm word to her, just gave her a sharp gaze as if he was about to point a sword at her at any moment.

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Maybe that will happen soon.

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Elena didn’t seem to have any desire to talk to Felt.

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“Hanji!! There’s some misunderstanding!! Please talk to me…!!”

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“What kind of conversation is this!! You guys are the ones who killed them!!”

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“Kill?”

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Only then did Elena have time to sort out the situation. She looked around and was speechless at the unspeakable tragedy.

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It wasn’t like I had seen corpses littering the streets like I had seen on a battlefield, or any other gruesome sights that were too horrible to even describe.

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Quite the opposite.

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All she could see was the remains of a collapsed building and the corpses of monsters that had harmed themselves while climbing to the top of the dungeon, lying on the ground.

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However, that did not mean that there was no damage to the royal road.

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Rather, the absence of any human corpses stimulated the imagination, making one wonder what might have happened to the people below when the dungeon collapsed.

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Dozens of tons is a ridiculously heavy building that was dropped from that height without any hesitation.

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If there had been a person below, the aftermath alone would have turned him into a lump of meat without even leaving a trace.

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How many people must have died.

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Every time Elena thought about how many people had lost their families, she felt a pang in her chest, as if she had sinned again.

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When she raised her head to explain that she had not intended to do so, a fierce gaze of hatred that had not lost its luster was still waiting for her.

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I remember seeing those eyes that seemed to be looking at my enemy.

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Long ago, in a time of chaos and constant war.

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Even the devil would spit and turn away, and it was difficult to maintain humanity in those hellish times of chaos.

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Many people have given up on being human, and those beasts who have taken the path of the beast have committed terrible acts that we would rather not think about for even a moment.

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Now, Felt’s eyes were similar to Hanji’s eyes looking at the beast.

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Eyes that are human, but see non-human beasts.

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As those eyes turned to her, Elena sat down, shaking her shoulders and sobbing as if she wanted to run away right away, but she couldn’t run away.

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Behind her, a sharp sword strike cut through the air and a splitting voice began to run.

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“HAAAHHH!!!”

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Armed with a murderous intent or something else, Ami raised her sword and rushed at Felt.

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The words that she wanted to die by Hanji’s hands were now directed at her black felt neck, as if it was okay.

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Elena, who reacted belatedly and quickly got up, tried to stop him, but someone who did not forgive him stepped forward faster than her.

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“I’ve seen that sword before. Don’t you remember meeting her?”

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“You, you…?!”

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She started to move without even having time to calm down when her old enemy, who could be said to be the greatest enemy she had ever defeated together with Hanji, appeared.

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“It’s not that satisfying, but it seems to do the basics, so let’s play with this guy. I hope you have fun too.”

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“Fun!! Where’s the fun in this?! This is completely ruined!! My Pokedex!!”

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“I want… .”

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He shook his head as if he couldn’t stop himself and threw himself forward. In an instant, he grabbed Ami by the collar, took away her freedom, and jumped into the other side of the dust.

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As the two disappeared, only Felt, who was unable to control her anger, and Elena, who was sitting on the floor, were left next to the desolate pile of rubble.

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Felt began to step forward with a determined attitude, as if she no longer felt it was worth talking to her, and was ready to end it all.

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Meanwhile, Elena was intimidated by Felt’s hostility and was unable to do anything, so she just looked at Felt with empty eyes that showed no emotion.

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[Elena!! Elena!! Something is strange!! Switch with me quickly!!]

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“I, I was going to do that… !!!”

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Elise, who was watching this situation, shouted in an urgent voice, but her voice could not reach her as her mind was in disarray.

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As she was just watching, unable to do anything, suddenly Elise’s scream reached her, and control of her body returned to Elise.

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It wasn’t her desperate cries that reached Elena and gave her the upper hand.

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Elena’s mind was broken, and control of her body returned to her original owner.

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“Felt!! It’s Elise!! Come on, let’s talk for a minute!!”

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“Conversation?! What conversation!! You guys killed this monster!!!”

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“… Monster?”

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At first I thought I misheard.

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However, what the indignant Felt was pointing to was not the corpse of a person who did not exist here, but the corpse of a monster that was lying in a mess under the rubble.

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Only after seeing that did Elise realize what Felt was talking about, though she couldn’t shake off her embarrassment.

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Felt wasn’t angry about killing people.

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The reason is unknown, but he was angry at the fact that he had killed a monster.

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“… What are you talking about? What’s the big deal about killing a monster? So many people died… !”

“Half of the people living here are people who can’t die, and the other half are people who would rather die than live. What the… .”

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In the first place, it is absurd that Felt, who killed an innocent groom before coming here, would chastise another for murder.

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Personally, I did not like the sight of this massacre, but I had no intention of criticizing it either.

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“But!!! You deserve to die ten thousand times over for killing monsters I haven’t discovered yet and disrupting my Pokedex!!”

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In situations like this where the dungeon collapses before registering a monster in the Pokedex and the monster does not respawn, it seems that there is no way to register it in the Pokedex.

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Monsters are basically immune to resurrection magic.

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In order to prevent players from gaining a lot of experience points by reviving hidden bosses multiple times, the game has banned the reviving of monsters.

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In reality, for some reason, the monster rejects the revival magic and the revival magic fails.

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There are several hypotheses here.

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The reason is that they do not understand what the resurrection magic is and reject it because they lack intelligence, and the game system is reflected as it is in reality, resulting in this result.

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Either way, it’s a good thing.

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Because completing the Pokedex is a long way off.

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“I’ve done many bad things so far! I’ve attacked the empire to stop the war, and I’ve secretly supported people I know being turned into pets. But even this country knows what disgusting evil is!!”

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A nauseating evil is someone who monopolizes new content and kicks down the ladder to prevent newbies from enjoying it.

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“What about content related to the Pokedex!! That’s exactly what you did!! Do you understand?!”

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“… … .”

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[… … .]

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I couldn’t speak.

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It wasn’t because I didn’t understand what Felt was saying.

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No, I didn’t really understand it, but I could tell that the joke was sincere and not a single lie, so the two of them didn’t say anything.

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You worry about monsters and such when a disaster could have killed thousands, maybe tens of thousands of people.

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Is this really the Felt I knew?

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Is this really the Hanji I knew?

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When two people have such thoughts, thinking of different names.

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“So are you ready to die now? I have a lot of personal grudges, so I’ll have to die here.”

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Elena, who momentarily took control of her body as if resisting Felt who raised her hand as if it was the end, threw herself backwards while deploying defensive magic.

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Felt scoffs at the resistance as if it were ridiculous and reaches out her hand towards the defensive magic blocking her way as if it were nothing.

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Immediately afterwards, a branch sprouted from her finger and dug into the defensive magic as if it was taking root in the ground, piercing Elena’s body as she threw herself backward.

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Despite the excruciating pain, both men’s attention was focused on the identity of the man before their eyes rather than the pain.

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He is not felt.

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It might not be Hanji.

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So who the hell is he?

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Questions fill my head.

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Elena and Elise shouted at him as one, forgetting even the pain piercing through their bodies.

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“Da, you…! Who are you? Pe, you’re not Felt, are you? Ha, you’re not Hanji!!!”

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At those words, Felt fell silent.

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No, it wasn’t Felt who was silent.

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He looked down at the two people for a long time in silence, as if he was looking at trash, and then he spoke.

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“Is that important?”

felt.

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Korean paper.

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Those two poor people have long since been abandoned by everyone, including themselves, and have disappeared into the back pages of history.

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Now, what does it matter whether it’s him or not?

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“You’re the one who threw it away once. What does it matter whether what you have in front of you right now is felt or Hanji?”

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“No!! I, I abandoned――!!”

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“Actually, you have no right to question me about this. I have killed many innocent people for my own reasons. But I am also a human being, so I can’t help but feel disgusted when I see trash.”

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As he gave a command to the branch extending from his finger, the branch embedded in his flesh began to dig deeper and tear at the two people’s bodies.

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Felt’s words pierced through both of their hearts as a strange pain that could not even be expressed in words ran through their bodies.

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“What were you planning to do if you met those guys? Did you really think you could solve the problem through conversation? If you did, you must have thought them both quite ridiculously. I am a murderer, but I am still a murderer with common sense, so I can’t help but be shocked.”

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“Shut up!! I said shut up!!!”

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“If you have more to say, you can say more. If the plant roots into your lungs, you won’t be able to breathe.”

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The plant that had taken root in the lungs eventually began to produce beautiful flowers by harvesting the blood and life of someone who was either Elise or Elena.

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It is a flower of red flesh.

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Before long, just before it dug through his chest and into his head, what was reflected in his eyes, wrapped around the roots, was Felt’s face, as if he was looking at something disgusting.

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Why, why did it turn out like this?

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I have felt and….

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Was it wrong for me not to have the courage back then?

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If I had rebelled, if I had just whined to Felt and told her to run away with me, would things have been different?

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I wanted to be loved.

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I wanted to love.

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Felt, save me.

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I don’t want to die.

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I don’t want to die like this without meeting you!!!

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Felt, felt!!!

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How did it turn out like this?

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I loved the goddess.

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I loved the warrior he gave me.

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If I could have resisted the snake’s temptation then, if I could have trusted the warrior until the end… .

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I want to do it again.

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I can’t die here.

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Hanji and everything need to be set right.

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People who died because of me.

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Otherwise, those poor, pitiful souls cannot be saved.

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I can’t die in a place like this.

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I mean, I haven’t met Hanji yet.

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If I’m going to die, I want to die by that person’s hands!!!

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The two of them reached out to the sky with one heart, harboring an impossible hope.

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The hand that reached for the sky fell to the ground in vain without reaching anywhere.

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The fleshy flowers that burst out through the blood vessels of the entire body decorated the two people’s bodies and bloomed into huge fleshy flowers.

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The blood flowers that adorned the bodies of the two people lived together for a long time and showed off their beauty for a long time.

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Hundreds of years later, when the flame of life between the two people went out, the flower of their blood fell from its head.

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There was nothing left around the two of them, only the ruins of a long-abandoned city to testify that there had once been a thriving city here.

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So Elise and Elena came down from the stage.

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No one can be saved.

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He was forgotten by everyone, leaving behind an old pendant, unforgiven by anyone.