episode_0117

A ghost with a disgustingly thick beard smiled with a benevolent smile.

“Sig…?”

A friend I thought I would never see again is here.

There is a comrade here who has been branded a traitor because of him, whose limbs have been torn off and his head hanged in a rag.

[It’s been a long time, Surta.]

“My, am I looking at something for nothing? Why are you here?! Sig, you are definitely on that day..!”

[He died.]

“Yes, you… are definitely dead. Ahhh. Is this my headlight? If not, did God show him his final mercy right before he died? Showing me this illusion…”

Surta repeatedly shook his head as if he couldn’t believe it.

Even though he was denying his existence, Sig only smiled kindly.

Surta, seeing that smile, was overcome with emotion. Surta, who was in tears, continued speaking.

“Hey, look at this Sig. I-I… I have something to tell you.”

The flame was gradually dying out.

Even as he was dying, Surta gathered all the strength he had from sucking and opened his mouth.

[You’re stuttering uncharacteristically. Speak.]

Sig listened to his dying friend. He thought Surta would clear up the rumors of a reunion.

Even though he had been waiting for an enormous amount of time, Sig couldn’t quite anticipate what his friend was going to say.

“Wasn’t it painful..?”

As soon as Surta finished speaking, Sig’s movements stopped.

[…..]

“Wasn’t it painful when your limbs were torn apart..? Aren’t you afraid at the thought of death approaching?”

Blood and tears flow endlessly from the eyes of the King of Monsters, who seemed to have no blood or tears.

“Didn’t you blame me?”

[……]

“I couldn’t trust you… I, I should have trusted you.”

[Surta. Stop blaming yourself and talk about me…]

“Ah. Now I understand. This wasn’t God’s mercy, it was punishment. There’s no way you still consider me a friend…]

As Surta was blaming himself endlessly, a fist flew out and hit the top of his head.

“Ugh!”

[It got worse while you weren’t looking.]

“Why are you hitting me when I’m talking about something important?! Now and then, you still use your fists carelessly!”

Surta suddenly got hit on the head and screamed. Even as he was dying, his fist was so painful.

Seeing Surta like that, Sig responded as if he was dumbfounded.

[It’s been a while since we met, but he was blaming himself so much that I hit him to make him come to his senses.]

“That’s…”

Surta kept his mouth shut, as if he had nothing to say. Sig smiled kindly and continued speaking.

[I have never once resented you. Instead, I was just filled with regret.]

Although he was betrayed by the emperor, in the end, the meeting place was created by Sieg.

Surta shook his head.

“Such… Don’t say things like that. Didn’t you risk your life to help me?”

[Even so, I can’t deny that everything happened because of me.]

“……”

Surta tried to deny his words again. But the Sig was faster.

While waiting for my friend for over hundreds of years, I spoke the last words I wanted to convey.

[I’m sorry, Surta.]

Ghosts don’t cry.

It just erases the regret.

“….”

[Wasn’t it harder for you? Wasn’t it painful? Aren’t you lonely enough to hide yourself by covering yourself with your own skin? Didn’t you blame me?]

Surta did not shed any more tears.

He just smiled at his old friend in front of him and left a last word.

“I have never, not once, blamed my close friend.”

Surta died.

The monster and the human soul walked side by side, heading towards different paths and disappearing.

“I can’t go to the same place because I committed a sin.”

Surta, who was converted, apologized to me at the end. After apologizing to all the spirits he had killed so far, he returned to nothingness.

Water droplets formed in Jenna’s big eyes as she saw the scene. Before I knew it, it was pouring down like a shower.

I didn’t cry. Because for me, Surta was not an object of sympathy.

“Why are you crying?”

“It’s just so sad.. I felt bad for my senior too, so I brought that old man’s spirit with me..”

“I didn’t bring him here because I felt sorry for him. I brought it because I thought it would be useful in battle.”

“Ugh, huh..! Senpai, you’re really bad at lying.. If you’re going to do that, you should have shown your soul a long time ago, not just winning and showing it all..”

Even though Jenna was crying, she hit the nail on the head. I cleared my throat and ignored it. This guy is sharp sometimes.

I understood Surta’s feelings, but I did not sympathize with him.

If I sympathize with Surta, who sympathizes with those who died by Surta?

All I can do is light a cigarette I brought with me and pray to the spirits.

I hope this washes away some of your regrets.

Now there is only one step left.

.

There is a saying left by a famous person.

He who fights monsters, beware of becoming a monster himself.

When you look into the abyss, the abyss also looks into you.

Since the effect of the elixir given by Count Adrian was not long, I only administered appropriate first aid and opened the final gate.

The last stage you finally enter is the ‘monster’ stage.

A huge temple welcomed Dyers and his party. First, he found Chairman Vivian’s soul through ghost communication.

Luna also swallowed and tensed. Because I might be able to meet my dead sister.

The results came out soon after.

“I can’t feel Chairman Vivian’s soul at all.”

The plan has already gone awry.

Has she already achieved Buddhahood?

Did you have any regrets?

Either that or…

Jeez.

Jeez.

While the group was panicking, the monster revealed itself little by little.

Even the thing hanging behind the monster.

“…you.”

Memories of the past appeared in Dyers’ panicked head.

A story from the time when Chairman Vivian was still alive came to mind.

‘If you go to the 13th floor, you could die.’

‘Our magpie.. are you worried about me..? Even if I die now, I have no time left…’

‘Don’t think of slipping away like that this time either. Everything else will be tailored to your taste, but the challenge on the 13th floor is dangerous. Are you worried? ‘Do you feel like you don’t have to worry now?’

‘Why are you so angry~’

‘…It’s because I’m worried. I hope you, or the chairman, don’t get hurt.’

For the first time, Dyers expressed her sincerity without hiding anything. Seeing that, Chairman Vivian stopped playing around like he always did.

I just gently stroked his black hair with an expression on my face that said my junior was so amazing.

‘thank you. I don’t know how much strength it gives me to have someone who cares about me like this. I am truly… a blessed student council president, Dyers.’

‘..If I had known that, I would have prepared a little more thoroughly.’

Despite her gentle touch, Dyers was stubborn. He already knew. Vivian is a person full of mischief, but she is someone who prepares for her work more thoroughly than anyone else.

It would have been difficult to prepare any further than this.

‘I will never die.’

‘…..’

‘I’d like to promise you that I’ll never hurt you, but I think that might be a little difficult.’

Vivian also reciprocated Dyers’ sincerity with sincerity.

He finally surrendered and felt the hand of the student council president.

“I guess.. I might be protecting our little ones even in death. Guardian god! Like a guardian deity.”

‘Say nonsense again.’

The jokes were never left out until the very end.

Why is this memory only coming to mind now?

The living miss the dead because they can never see them again.

Because they cannot convey their words, the dead yearn for the living.

“You….”

Unable to live or die… she became a monster in a cold dungeon.

What are they thinking when they see me alive?

Somehow I feel a sense of déjà vu.

Even if the enemy in front of you is an enemy knight you have never seen before, you can instinctively know it.

The hairs all over my body stood up.

Dyers couldn’t even breathe properly. I was filled with the desire to deny the reality before my eyes.

“Intruder…”

“Vivian..?”

“You have to protect it..”

“Why here..?”

“Hold on, do it.”

Who fights monsters,

“Daga, don’t come..”

Be careful not to turn yourself into a monster.

A new scene unfolded again in Dyers’ head, whose memories were twisted and twisted like a skein of thread.

One day Dyers asked Vivian seriously:

‘You are from the Ludwig family. I am of the Howlan family.’

‘….’

‘What if in the future we have to fight for our lives? Are you going to joke around like you do now?’

The answer to those words was somehow eerie and sad, so I couldn’t help but remember it.

Vivian smiled bitterly, hiding her usual mischievous expression.

Floating cherry blossom petals fell on light pink eyes filled with sadness.

Only now did he remember her words.

‘Dyers will kill me then.’

A red knight entirely covered in red armor attacked the expedition.

At an incredibly fast speed, the abdomen of Dyers, who was lost in his thoughts, was pierced.

As the body fell, something unknown hanging behind the red knight caught my eye.

I could see what the Red Knight was trying so hard to protect.

It was a photo of the 76th student council.

And the other picture frame…

“Sister..?”

It was a photo of Luna when she was young.

“You have to protect it..”

The final boss on the 13th floor is.

Former student council president Ludwig Persia Vivian.

This is what Dyers is trying to save.