Oh, I see. If I kill Gu Jin-cheol, this place becomes my residence?
"Stop talking bullshit and get out of there!"
[Fireball]
Grumbling!!
Kwaaaaang!
A fireball was created to attack the message window, but there was no substance in the message window. It just disappeared.
"damn. "I can't even vent my anger with this."
It's a plan change.
I must catch that bastard before escaping this world.
And I will destroy it one way or another.
It doesn't matter if you escape later.
In order to do that... … .
『Kuh, huh, huh, huh… … .』
If we take a look at that bastard, wouldn't we be able to find a way to understand the structure of this world?
Although it is not said to be a being of the abyss, it is a monster with wisdom and knowledge that cannot be compared to humans.
It may not be easy to tell, but it is worth experimenting with.
"I'll go home and open it slowly."
The darkness is gradually disappearing, but it is not yet completely gone. It is better to absorb the magic power filled underground before it is too late.
'But before that.'
I looked at what else was left in this room.
"hmm… … ."
Cheongho's body was mangled and mangled.
It was not a situation that could be saved. He was already dead.
I said, looking into the air slightly above Cheongho's body.
"Chairman, I tried to help you if I could, but I failed."
Cheongho's soul just looks at me.
A crazy task of searching inside the incarnation created by a high mental body and changing its structure.
Due to its lack of power, it even attracted beings from the abyss. It was a crazy act no matter who saw it, but it was not simply an act to harass [The One Who Laughs].
I took out the soul of the Cheongho that it had chewed up and swallowed from inside the [Laughing One].
But Cheongho says nothing. They are just looking at me with eyes that contain some meaning.
"no. You don't have to. This is just… … . Um, yeah. loyalty. "They say it was done out of loyalty to the chairman."
If you think about it seriously, Cheongho and I don't have much of a relationship. It's an alliance and all, but that's just a manifestation of the game system.
I have no intention of doing anything to Cheongho this anxiously.
Is it because of me that caused this incident? Is it my fault for asking for the book?
In the end, Cheongho also ended up in this situation when he tried to take out a book that he shouldn't have taken out in order to use me.
This time, Cheongho's spirit looked at me with a gaze filled with different meaning.
"I don't like it. "Don't ask for too much."
Cheongho is speechless. Just looking at me.
"Did you ever give a similar answer when you were alive? I am a problem solver. If the Chairman's subordinates or your daughter provide me with sufficient compensation, and if I can afford it, I may be able to help. But I don't want anything more than that."
I cannot help Cheongho's family by coming under Cheongho's and Jeong Hyeon-ah's command, or by making the Cheongho faction under my command.
I can help as long as fair compensation is paid, but I have no intention of becoming one with them.
Cheong-ho still doesn't say anything. Just looking at me.
"… … ."
I couldn't hold back and said something I might regret.
"I can help you in other ways instead. "If the Chairman wants it."
I can change Cheongho's current status.
For a moment, images of Heo Sang-hyun and the spirit golems under my command flash through my mind.
'If you put in the effort, even greater attempts are possible.'
It may give Cheongho stronger power than when he was alive. Of course, it will look completely different from the previous Cheongho.
But Cheongho still has no answer.
Cheongho looked at me in silence for a long time and eventually slowly disappeared into the darkness.
You're gone.
"Sweet, I don't feel so good."
Crackle, crack, crack.
A small noise coming from afar. And the magic suddenly drains away.
Achilles, who had been shattered, woke up and restored his body. Should I say that it turned out well?
"Achilles. "I don't want to take care of Gu Jin-cheol in this situation, so you can take care of it."
Okay, then, in the meantime, I will sweep up the magic power that is full here... … .
Together! Pap deud deuk! Crack!
"No, no, no! Don't kill me! Get it out of my sight! no! "Take him to the car!"
* * *
"good morning."
This is Heo Sang-hyeon's greeting.
"Hmm, is it morning yet?"
My home, the starving mansion.
But what time is it now? This house is very dark and humid even during the day. This is because it was intentionally built to face north due to the crazy design ideology of a crazy cultist. The structure facing the ghost gate (the passage through which ghosts enter and exit) naturally collects negative energy.
"It's 4 o'clock now."
"You woke up too early."
"4 p.m., that is, 16 o'clock on the 24-hour scale."
"No, I was joking. "I'm so tired anyway."
"I'm worried that you've been pushing yourself too hard since going to Tanhyeon."
Since my visit to Tanhyeon, roughly a week has passed since I sorted out the incident related to Cheongho.
I wanted to rest for a while, but Tudor tried to force me to keep his promise, so I could only rest for about two days, and I took care of small things without stopping for five days.
In general, these were events that were only important to the Tudors and had no particular meaning to me.
Solve the kidnapping of a man named Sonja, the chairman of a large corporation, beat up a maniac who collects people's spines, sweep up a few illegal aliens (not foreigners, I mean aliens) who are trying to forcefully evolve humanity, and throw them to the management office. An emerging religion that was trying to create a huge summoning circle in the middle of Geumchon was completely wiped out.
And yesterday, near Unjeong Station, a strange foreigner (a real foreigner this time) brought a bizarre violin that would drive people crazy and summon monsters just by playing it, and caused an uproar, saying he would play the melody of death.
'Tsk, originally it was a trivial quest.'
Just as I was trying to organize things roughly, the dinner offering's special feature suddenly activated.
The heads of the people who heard the performance exploded all at once, blood rain poured from the sky, a sudden earthquake, and even giant monsters suddenly invaded!
The great chaos that arose as everything got mixed up ended up in the destruction of a rare artifact that was thought to be the devil's violin.
Wow, it's a waste. I'm not confident I can play it, but I could probably use it somewhere.
I don't know how Heo Sang-hyun looked at me looking regretful as I recalled the events of the night before, but after hesitating for a moment, he spoke like a butler.
"When you eat… … "No, can you do it?"
"Please give me something I can eat without chewing."
"I'll take care of it for you."
Heo Sang-hyeon soon prepared fluffy bread, jam, and button mushroom soup.
This is a neighborhood where you can't even find suitable houses, let alone shops. Moreover, recently I have been releasing monsters (usually the result of failed experiments) everywhere, so there are almost no fools snooping around needlessly.
Therefore, food ingredients are usually procured through delivery.
But where did Heo Sang-hyun get such fluffy, soft, and chewy bread?
"Is there a bakery like this in Paju in real life?"
Even if I eventually leave Cthulhu World, I want to eat this bread every day.
The combination of the chewy bread and the jam that Heo Sang-hyun made himself was great.
While eating bread, I looked at my smartphone for a moment. In the past, I was almost addicted to smartphones, but I rarely see them in Cthulhu World.
There are things like online communities and news here, but the detailed information and format are completely different from what I see in the world I used to live in.
Usually, you just look at it to check the message.
First of all, the most recent one is Tudor's message.
'Actually, there are no messages coming to me other than Tudor.'
- Payment completed ♡
- By the way, there is one more thing I would like you to do. Can you come out today as well? Are there some of those rather large birds you saw at Unjeong Station yesterday? This is a request to handle it.
- Be sure to come out! got it?
That bird yesterday? Is it okay to call a monster with a wingspan of 12 meters 'a bit big'?
As I was trying to decide what to say in reply to the message, I ended up throwing away my smartphone. I should spread some more jam on the bread.
"No, no. "I'm going to just relax today and not think about anything else."
Cheongho's funeral was held in a grand manner.
Chae Tae-won called, but he didn't go. What should I do there?
Gu Jin-cheol was again imprisoned in the basement under the mansion with Chae Tae-won, and is still unable to come out.
I told him not to kill me, but I don't know at what level Chae Tae-won will stop. Whatever happens to him, I will never see his face in person again. Wooden Amitabha Buddha.
Most of Gu Jin-cheol's assets were used up for restoration of the mansion and other maintenance. Oh, of course, there is also a fee to be paid to me for cleaning up the guitar.
"Haha, thanks to you, I received quite a lot."
Cheongho's property in the nuclear shelter was returned to the Cheongho faction, but I received some of the items. Disposal of Gu Jin-cheol's assets was not enough to cover the compensation owed to me.
For example, something like that.
This is the light that was hanging in the bomb shelter.
Since it runs on magic stones, it is extremely expensive. Because it's magical light, just being exposed to it can improve your health and increase your lifespan?
[Vulnerability: Disease] This is a desperately needed item for me. If necessary, it can be disassembled and used for other purposes... … .
[System: Enhanced vigilance is activated.]
what? I feel something strange outside.
A very weak, but alien and unpleasant magical power.
The problem is not whether the amount is small or large.
The influence of the abyss is felt.
"Oh, what again? "Let's get some rest this weekend!"
Sigh.
The sound of a door opening. It seems that Heo Sang-hyun opened the front door.
I stuffed the remaining bread into my mouth and put on my mask.
"Wait! "Don't touch that!"
I don't know what it is, but don't touch it!
I hurriedly ran into the living room, but it was already too late.
Heo Sang-hyun showed the object in his hand with an anxious expression.
"It's a letter?"
It was a standard-sized postcard envelope.
But this is no ordinary letter. It may be related to the existence of the Abyss, or at least be a letter from a high-ranking cult member.
"master… … No, it's a letter from my previous owner."
"Ah, is this a letter from Heoju?"
The fact that Heo Joo died is not a secret, but it is also not an event that deserves to be known.
If you're a cultist belonging to the Descendants of Fomalhaut, you can guess it to some extent, but they're probably out of their minds because they've been betrayed by me in one way or another.
Who is it? What crazy person would kindly send a postcard to a 150-year-old skeleton?
I asked Heo Sang-hyeon.
"Where did it come from?"
"I do not know."
Heo Sang-hyeon looked into the envelope for a moment and answered with the pale complexion characteristic of an undead.
"Have you ever received letters like this before?"
There is no family to whom Heo Ju can send a letter.
Heo Sang-hyeon is the last remaining blood relative, and the cult he formed does not accept living humans.
"Sometimes, I receive letters similar to this one. "It is a letter with memorable characteristics."
"Well, letters imbued with magical power are rare."
"Give it to me."
"Yes, here…" … ."
Heo Sang-hyeon held out the postcard envelope as if holding out an object containing a terrible curse.
It's an envelope that looks like it might contain a Christmas card or something.
However, the unpleasant magic remaining in the envelope indicates that the sender of this letter is not an ordinary human being.
I turned the envelope over, but there was no sender written on it.
Instead, there is only one short word written.
"Masquerade."
I was lost in thought for a moment, tapping my fingers on the mask covering my face.
Masquerade.
It means a masquerade ball.
"It's a mask. "I like it a lot too."
To be specific, I like it so much that I go crazy.