Chapter 297
this guy is a legend (3) 3.
The man's hair was sparse, and his eyes were flat.
He looked at me with eyes that didn't contain any emotion.
"nice to meet.
The body that I received the flag from [Staff of the Eternal Plains].
His apostle.”
said the man "Nice to meet you.
I am the king.”
"Know.
Originally, I would never meet you.
never have But [assistant writer], [berserker], and [paparazzo] asked for it.”
The black-haired man looked around.
Deep underground cave.
The hunters who listened to my request and summoned the apostle of Mahos stood far away.
They glanced at us, wondering if it was a good thing they listened to me.
“It is rare for three people to ask for something at once.
I like rare events.”
“Thank you for accepting the invitation.”
“Nothing to say.”
The apostle of Mahos raised his lips.
“I am not thankful to you.
After this conversation is over, I will catch you.
After a long time, after a long time, I think I will be able to comfortably accomplish the quest that Mahos gave me.”
"therefore? Why did you ask to see me? Any surrender is welcome.”
I smiled.
“To understand you.”
4.
“What? understand?" The little girl furrowed her eyebrows.
Blond dumplings hung on either side of his head.
It looked like it would be hot to the touch in the cold winter, but there was no need for that.
Because the girl had an engine running in her voice as if she was filled with anger all 365 days of the year.
She was [the personification of love and lust] the apostle of Babit.
"Yes.
I want to know deeply about the constellation you serve.”
“You are funny.
It's funny that people understand people, but you mean to understand the constellations on the subject? I wouldn't have come to this stinky cave if [assistant writer] hadn't asked for it." While they were in full swing, the apostle of Bobit narrowed their brows.
She was annoyed, beckoning as if trying to drive away mosquitoes.
"Ah! A little.
Don't talk to me because it's noisy.
I will talk to him on my own!”
Perhaps Bobby continued to send messages to the girl.
Is it really the apostle who is favored by the Holy See? Ordinary believers were so friendly to the constellation that it was difficult to even imagine.
"Seed.
Seriously, Bobbit-sama likes a kid like you...
.”
“I will bring down the tower.”
“……”
“But simply destroying it by myself is meaningless.
Your quests and the constellations you serve will all be woven together and hit the tower.”
“What… … ." “In order to do that, we need to first understand the inclinations of the constellations.”
I looked directly at the Apostle of Barbite.
The girl was wearing a cloak like a nobleman.
She spread a red cloak on a damp stalagmite, replaced it with a cushion, and built a small territory of her own.
We can talk more freely.
I would like to communicate with the constellation through you, more vividly, more precisely than in the message, more deeply.”
"......." "What does Bobbit like? What quests does he prefer?" I poured the tea to the apostle, and the girl's expression reflected over the wine-red tea, "What constellation is Babit to you?" 5.
“The followers of [Staff of the Eternal Plains] are a kind of army.”
The man said, “The army?”
"Yeah.
Ordinary followers are soldiers.
Apostles like me are generals.
We think only of victory and loot in battle.
To us, every battlefield is just a [dungeon]." The man was sipping the tea, his eyes widened and he looked down at the cup and said, "...that's delicious." The man blinked and then returned to his expressionless expression and looked at me.
"Ummm.
How far have you been talking? okay.
Our quest is to clear the dungeon.
We can see that the quests of our Mahos followers will be solved only if we take down the tower and put up the flag.”
The man smiled faintly.
“Did you say that you would clear the quests of several constellations at once? that's unreasonable the king Your plans are bold and valiant, but they lack reality.”
“Why do you think so?”
“Because the constellations are so different from each other.”
The apostle of Mahos answered in a tone of conviction.
“We must break the tower.
However, for example, [Incarnation of Love and Lust] Barbit will present a completely different quest from ours.
And that would be an incompatible quest.”
“……”
“Meet the apostle of Babit.
Then you will understand what I have said.
How impossible is your plan.”
6.
"...We have to attack the elders of the tower." The Apostle of Barbite opened his mouth: “We, Barbitt-sama, attach great importance to the relationship between humans and ignore everything other than that.
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The head of the tower.
The mother of all spiders.
Obtaining [the human heart called an elder] is the clear condition.”
"But that's impossible," the girl asserts.
“Is there an impossible reason?”
“Because the elders of Martap have never opened their hearts to anyone.”
Bobby's apostle drank the tea, "What is it? Damn it, it's delicious." After expressing her anger for nothing, she sighed, “Our Bobby-sama’s power is [pink love comedy].”
"......." "It's not my name, so don't look at me like that.
I hit you hard.
Anyway, if you play [Pink Love Comedy], it will be easier to fall in love.
I'll try it and show you." The girl put her teacup down, put her hands together, closed her eyes and prayed.
A pink light came from her hands, wrapped around the floor up to a radius of five meters, and there were no other unusual signs detected.
.”
But when she opened her eyes again, the girl's face was serious: "I've finished preparing my heart.
Do it." “Yes? What are you doing?”
"I don't know.
Do anything.
Stand up or keep talking.
It doesn't matter.
If you do something, you'll immediately realize what kind of power it is." “Ummm… then.”
I picked up the teapot, and the girl's teacup was empty just as she was about to tilt the kettle to pour her a second cup.
"Huh?" The staff was twisted.
There was clearly nothing underneath, and there were no rocks to trip over.
For some reason, I stepped on the wrong floor.
I quickly tried to safely hold the teapot.
But then, my foot got twisted for the second time.
My body staggered and staggered like a failed acrobat.
I fell down with the teapot.
The place where I fell was none other than the place where the apostle of Bobit was sitting.
The apostle also looked up at me.
Yes, I fell like I was on the apostle's body, and suddenly I got into a push-up position.
What physical laws and mechanics were working? Unlike me, the Apostle of Barbitt did not show any signs of embarrassment, as if he had seen the phenomenon that the cup was knocked over and water flowed.
We have no choice but to get closer to each other, be it material distance or psychological distance.”
"Ah…." Come to think of it, I think I've heard of it one day.
Probably, an Inquisitor showed it to me.
It was.
Barbite was a constellation that turned everything into a romantic comedy event.
I wrote it.
Thanks to that, hot water didn't splash on me.
You covered the car with your whole body instead." Red tea water ran down my face.
My hair was soaked.
The water drops that ran down my chin, exquisitely fell right next to Bobby Sado's cheek.
I found out that I'm human.
I didn't want to know.
Okay? “Wow.”
"Yeah.
That's right.
Incidentally, right now, in front of me is a man's face drenched in red tea.
Statistically speaking, a man's attractiveness increases fourfold when wet." Has there ever been such a statistic in the world? The Apostle Bobbit got nervous and pushed me away, she got up and took off her cloak, "How do you feel? Do you understand our constellation now? You're crazy about love.
Just." "......." "No, if you're just crazy about dating, they'll think you're cute.
Bobbit-sama doesn't just like love.
[Hate], [Regret], [Obsession], [Exclusivity].
I just like the feelings I have for someone, the intense feelings I have for them, and Bobit-sama is convinced that the person who needs to be cleared on this 50th floor is the Elder of the Tower.”
The apostle smiled, “Can you handle it?”
It was a ridicule.
Rather than laughing at me, he seemed to laugh at himself rather than at himself, at the situation itself rather than at himself: “If a man has lived for over a thousand years, I can no longer say [I have lived for a thousand years], my lord.”
He has been dead for a thousand years.] The Elder of Matop is a tycoon who has died for that many years.
Whether it’s love, hate, obsession, or regret, can you extract even the slightest bit of emotion from that person?”
The apostle took a gold coin from his arms and placed it on a flat stalagmite, and dragged his cloak past me, saying, “It’s the price of tea.
Take it.”
“Please wait.”
I grabbed the Apostle's cloak, wiggled my fingers as I felt the weight grabbing my weight.
"What?" “It is impossible to win the affection of an elder, but it is possible to draw [hate].”
"...it seems like you're mistaken.
The hate Bobby-sama is talking about is not just an extension of irritation." The apostle slapped me on the back of my hand and dropped it off.
"Really, hate weighs as much as love.
I've dedicated my life to hating someone, cursing someone, and feeling that hatred for that person has become a part of me, Bobby-sama.
Admit it.
You.
Are you confident that you can extract enough hatred from someone who's lived a thousand years? Do you have someone [worth a thousand years of hatred] to you?" I nodded, “Not me.”
“Look at that…”
“But, you can still pull it off.”
I looked into the eyes of the apostle Bobit.
The apostle's eyes were the same red as the cloak.
A mantle is probably a fortress wall with one more layer on it for those who are not comfortable with only skin and clothing.
It was the same with his pupils, and in the red pupil of the apostle, double concentric circles were sunk.
“Because I have the person I hate the most in the world as a teacher by the elder of Matop.”
"......." "No one else knows, but my teacher can bring out the elder's feelings.
no.
It can drive the elder crazy.”
['The Incarnation of Love and Lust' listens to you.] “Entrust me with your quest.
Please share.
It would be impossible if I was alone, but if I use the name of my teacher, it is possible.”
Silence passed.
Barbit's apostle slowly opened his lips.
“… … Who are you, Master?”
7.
“Swordsmanship (劍帝).”
I said.
“……”
The face of Apostle Mahos, who had always maintained an expressionless expression, was cracked.
He stiffened as he raised his teacup.
Only after the rising steam had faded a little, the black-haired man was able to let out a short nasal sound, "Ha".
"Isn't he the one who died a hundred and fifty years ago? Nonsense." “I am a Hunter who has reached the 99th floor.
It's a legend.
Did that person really die without leaving a trace? reincarnate into another human being.
Even as a ghost, he wanders around the Gucheons.
At the very least, he leaves a legacy in the hope that a successor to succeed his will someday appears...
.”
"......." "The methods are endless.
I also have the means to prove that I am the heir of the swordsman.”
I smiled.
“Imagine.
If I am the heir of Geomje, it is possible to provoke the Elder Matop.
The elder will be angry and show his feelings toward me like never before.
You can solve the quest presented by [Incarnation of Love and Lust].”
“It's not just that.
The emotion the elder will show me is hate.
It is an abyss-like hatred that knows no end.
He will trigger a kill order on me and mobilize all the power of the tower to wage war.
If we win that war.”
“… … Is it possible to achieve the quests given by [Warhorse of the Eternal Plains] at the same time?”
The black-haired man bowed his head and pondered.
['Warhorse of the Eternal Plains' listens to you.] "Entrust me with your quests." I said.
“I will show you proof that I am the descendant of Geomje in a little while.
The constellations would know.
What you need to think about now is to judge soberly whether my proposal is realistic or unrealistic.”
To the horses of the eternal plains, to the incarnations of love and lust, to the eyes that dwell in the labyrinth, to the lonely seeker, to the masters of the now lost faith, and to their agents, one by one, he spoke, one by one.
“I can bring down the tower.”
Weaves the quests of all the constellations into one.
I named this operation as follows.
Grand campaign.
['Eye of the Labyrinth' listens to you.] ['Lone Seeker' listens to you.] ['The Last Sword in the Wilderness' listens to you.
Tilt.] ['Bell of the Dead' listens to you.] I nodded.
“Let them know that the descendant of Geomje has returned to this land.”
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