Regression Is Too Much

96 – The night is too dark (5)

-16:12:55

The world was dyed in the color of the sunset, but the setting sun was nowhere to be seen. It’s because of the heavy snowfall and cloudy skies.

“After… “

I was sitting on the wall, looking down at the monsters. Monsters wriggling and squealing. The eyes that sometimes stare at me are fierce.

What the man with glasses said. That was not strictly speaking.

Even in the tutorial, the guys who did the wrong thing eventually got the punishment they deserved, and the same goes for the second floor.

Even the last room on the third floor was not a trap, as the man with glasses thought. The room, which was prepared for a good purpose, is just painted red as the wrong history repeats itself.

“… Did you say the first tutorial was 2 months ago?”

Of course, there’s no way the room was dyed red in two months, and it would be correct to assume that the tower was red from the first time it was built. The bastard who built the tower must have also led to misunderstandings. However, as Angyeongnam said, it is important that it is not a trap.

TOP is talking steadily. Get on the right track. Otherwise you will pay the price.

Nevertheless, the reason why I think that the words of the man with glasses is reliable is simple.

“… Raphael.”

Archangel. The guy I met on the 2nd floor doesn’t count as a human except for Earthlings. What grade is different? She is the woman who does not see humans as humans but considers them as livestock. She is currently in charge of floors 1 through 5.

Looking at it as background knowledge, the man with glasses had enough potential. Crime? You can’t commit. But isn’t killing aliens a sin? It could come out that way.

“… “

That said, I don’t dare to try this myself.

Objectively, my current condition is not all right. Rather, it would be correct to say that the taste has gone slightly, and I am aware of that.

But if they voluntarily massacre civilians here… I don’t know then. How i will be

“Here you are.”

In the midst of contemplation while looking down at the monsters. I feel a touch on my shoulder.

“Are you feeling better?”

Baron Jorge grinned, stroking his beard.

“Is the Baron all right?”

“I have prepared everything I can. The rest is left up to heaven.”

Baron Jorge looked up at the sky while saying that.

“It’s a bit blurry. hahahaha.”

Baron Jorge, who always wore a heavy atmosphere, felt like a feather now. He is light, heavenly.

“Do you have something to say?”

“… Yes.”

Baron Jorge sitting down beside me. He slipped his hand into his bosom, rummaged for something, then withdrew his hand with a sullen expression.

“Right, there were no cigarettes. It seems that your memory is not good because you are old.”

Baron Jorge, who had been quietly clasping his hand, asked out of the blue.

“Junho.”

“… Please tell me.”

“Why are you protecting us?”

“… You promised.”

“A promise means nothing. In the end, it’s a matter of people.”

Baron Jorge picks up a broken stone and throws it at a group of monsters.

“The day I inherited the title of baron… I gathered people in the square and swore an oath. I will always do my duty as a nobleman and protect the people of the territory.”

“… “

“Of course —— but I can say that I managed to do my duty.”

I couldn’t hear it because the tower’s filtering worked in the middle. But his feelings are fully conveyed to me.

“But… We’re going to do devastating damage today. More people will die than survive. Fully surviving is next to impossible.”

The sky is slowly turning dark. Even the last sun was setting.

“… I intend to challenge the impossible. Even if I burn myself, the people of the territory will try to save as much as possible.”

Baron Jorge turned his head and looked straight at me. There are thick wrinkles around his eyes.

“I’m not asking you to join me. You won’t ask me to burn yourself like I did.”

“… Baron.”

“Instead of… Do what you can. Please.”

Baron Jorge put on his shoulder. I feel a gentle energy flow from his arm.

“All the mana I have. As much as I have tamed it, it will be useful in training… I’m sorry I have all I can give you.”

“… “

I had no choice but to close my eyes tightly.

This was a dignified plea for life. A nobleman, laying down all his pride, is begging me. Please save the young people.

“Then… See you alive.”

Baron Jorge descends the castle wall with staggering steps. His back was so bleak that I couldn’t bear to hold him.

**

Right after Yoon Joong-hyun announced the list of people who divided each room.

“f*ck, isn’t this?”

“Is being strong a sin? Uh? Is it a sin?”

The atmosphere of the players was very bloody. In particular, the stronger the player, the more so.

Yoon Joong-hyun did an excellent job with the work I entrusted to him. He grasped the power of the players as objectively as possible and distributed the power most evenly. There probably won’t be a big difference in ability from room to room.

“I was given good traits because I was good, and I became strong because I worked hard, so why should I sacrifice?”

In other words, the strongest person in each room should take on the most roles.

That’s what a community is originally. Those who have much give much, and those who have little give little. This is a natural phenomenon if it is for a common goal.

“I’ll be honest. Do I have to take the loss because of the dickheads? This is right?”

However, this is the story of an ideal community. In reality, the strong never give in. Rather, it was drunk if it benefited.

“Hey, and you know we have to fight for at least 5 hours, right? If In-sun is like this, I will have to fight for 3 hours out of that, isn’t this just telling me to die openly?”

Also, if you listen closely to the stories of the strong, their words are not completely nonsense.

Even I, who have the strength close to that of a munchkin right now, can take a blow if I’m not paying attention. Skill is important in combat, but moment-to-moment judgment and concentration are also important.

Even me, in this situation, what about the other players? Would you accept it if I told you to walk a tightrope between life and death for three hours?

It means that the reaction of the strong right now is by no means an overreaction. It’s a matter of life.

However, if they act tyranny of the strong, I had an idea.

“Hey.”

“What, you f*cking bird… Junho?”

“Just do it.”

“… “

“Just do it. I memorized all your faces. It’s the same in the United States, and in Korea, the Association makes something similar. Can you live without seeing me for the rest of your life?”

If it were me in the tutorial, I would have tried persuasion instead of bullying like this. Through regression, I would have figured out the personality and story of these people, and after getting close to them, I would have gently warned them. People who were truly inspired by me would have followed my words.

But I am too tired to go back one by one. I was tired too.

If these bastards came out filthy with the authority of the strong, I thought I would treat them the same way.

“Junho. The preparations are roughly finished.”

Yoon Joong-hyun is approaching just in time.

“Emergency food was roughly prepared, and all weapons were prepared. It doesn’t seem to mean much, but I also set a trap. I assure you, this is our best.”

I suddenly had a question and asked Yoon Joong-hyun.

“Mr. Joonghyun.”

“Yes?”

“Why are you working so hard?”

“… “

Yoon Joong-hyun. As soon as I was first summoned to the 4th floor, the man who suggested I go out with him.

He did his best without wavering, even though the situation was consistently turning hopeless. To be precise, I trusted my judgment and followed it. I was curious about that part.

“The direction I am leading may not be the right answer. Haven’t you thought of that?”

“What… I’d be lying if I said I didn’t.”

Yoon Joong-hyun shrugs.

“But more frightening than a wrong direction is a divided direction. At least I think so.”

Yoon Joong-hyun smiled, glanced around him and whispered to me.

“And there is a corner that I believe in in my own way. You don’t have to worry too much.”

“I wasn’t worried.”

“Really? Thank you. It looks like I’m trustworthy. Now, the magic tools are here.”

Yoon Joong-hyun leaves after handing over the magic tool. I looked at his back without a word.

**

-6:12:11

The walls of the castle shake.

The sky turns strangely red.

“Coming.”

The hourglass is running out.