Chapter 146
Chapter 146
#146
146. Goodbye
wake up.
The gray sky was shining.
familiar landscape. It was an accommodation in the waiting room.
“...”
I blinked.
The wounds on the body were nowhere to be found.
The bones that had been split into hundreds of pieces, the blood vessels that spewed out blood from all kinds of holes, and the muscles that had been torn to the limit were all intact as if they had never been.
Survived.
didn’t die in the end.
‘this.’
He smiled bitterly and shook his back.
I didn’t feel any pain. It was fine as usual.
Only one side of his head was slightly numb.
I put the sheath on my belt and left the room.
The drawing room of the 1st party hostel was empty. looked at the watch 2:45 p.m.
After clearing the 30th floor, it was time to prepare for the party.
‘It was a post-war party.’
There were quite a few survivors back then.
Because close to 20 people survived.
What about now? I couldn’t look at each one, but the death message kept coming to my mind even while I was going to the temple.
I came out to the square.
Of course, there is no way the party is ready.
The plaza on the third floor was empty. Isel was moving the cart with his wings flapping through the open storage room door.
[Ah Loki!]
Isel, who was pushing the cart, approached.
[Woke up? I was surprised! It was okay not to die. Are you okay?]
“As you can see.”
I nodded.
As long as you don’t die, any wounds will heal.
“Is that a keepsake?”
I looked into the cart.
The wheelbarrow contained a variety of items. From clothes to letters and teddy bears iron cups sewing tools to books.
[huh. Master ordered it to be stored.]
Issel scratched his head.
[Surely, there are only a few owners of the items. eight people? Other kids can’t enter the storage room.]
“What about the number of dead?”
[Thirteen people.]
I clicked my tongue.
More than half of the raiders died.
Of course, there was no time to throw a party.
‘Eight to enter the storage room. The other five...’
They are slowly forgotten without leaving anything behind.
I couldn’t help it. Storage space is limited.
[Do you want to follow me? The door is open now.]
“Yes.”
I walked after Isel.
The entrance to the archives was located in a secluded corner of the plaza.
I ran after Isel, who was pushing the cart.
As soon as I entered, I was greeted with a unique scent.
I’ve taken over It was familiar yet unfamiliar. It was the scent of the ossuary.
The interior was similarly structured. Long wooden display cases were lined up, and mementos were placed in each compartment of the display case.
“What do you mean me!”
I heard someone yelling.
I shifted my gaze.
Kishasha was sitting in the corner of the storage room.
“Isn’t this a warrior-like death or something... If this were the case...”
Kishasha muttered while shedding tears.
“Leave me alone... you guys...”
Our eyes met with Kishasha who was crouching.
Kishasha wiped away her tears.
“Is it you?”
“How many lived there?”
“I’m alone. Everyone is dead.”
I closed my mouth.
“I was lacking. I couldn’t properly lead the clan that believed in me and followed me.”
“I...”
Kishasha shook her head.
“It’s okay. I don’t blame you. If it wasn’t for you, we would have been wiped out right away. I decided to leave it to you.”
“...”
“I want to be alone.”
Kishasha was sitting quietly in front of the belongings of her people.
I turned my back and went to the next compartment. I saw the backs of Edith and Roderick and two others.
‘There were victims in the 2nd party.’
The girl who always shook her head was nowhere to be seen.
Did you say lily? Issel was storing sewing tools and a teddy bear in the upper compartment of the display case. It seemed to belong to the girl.
I watched their backs for a moment and then moved on again.
The leftmost shelf. In the corner of the hallway, except for Katio, the members of Party 1 were gathered.
“Are you awake?”
Belquist, noticing the presence, turned around.
A face that is no different than usual. I couldn’t stay calm.
“The archer kid insisted on having a memorial service. He wanted to train...”
Nerissa kicked Belquist in the shin.
The ring on his left hand was emitting a black light.
“Is it Yurnet?”
[I’m glad you’re safe.]
“Somehow, I woke up.”
[I can feel it. You seem to have grown even more than before.]
That’s right.
It has succeeded in breaking through the limit, which is said to be an essential gateway.
I chuckled.
[Master.]
“What is it?”
[Would you like to come back to Niflheim? I don’t want to see Master like that.]
“That’s funny. Are you trying to run away now?”
[I just...]
“Don’t ever say that again.”
[Sorry.]
Yurnet’s voice faded.
I spoke.
“I’m sorry. It doesn’t seem to be in good shape.”
[I understand. There was a time like that too.]
I recalled the memory.
It wasn’t that the five of Niflheim were in the same party from the start. Each of them has experienced numerous deaths of comrades at different parties. In the meantime, they merged into one.
[I believe Master will overcome it.]
“Of course. What do you see me as?”
It’s just a day’s retreat.
If tomorrow becomes tomorrow...
I forget.
‘no.’
ask
will ask
Deep in your chest so that it never comes up again.
“Nothing will change. I will climb the tower.”
[yes. We are looking forward to the day when the Master conquers the tower.]
“It’s enough to know.”
[Please rest comfortably.]
Yurnet’s voice cut off.
I took a deep breath.
After a while
[Welcome to Pick Me Up!]
Amkena logged on.
[Loading is complete.]
[TOUCH ! (Selection)]
Amkenna entered the main screen and immediately moved the screen in the waiting room.
The place where I was sitting was enlarged. Amkena continued with the next manipulation.
[Gift shop!]
[Purchase ‘Warring Horse Statue’ with 5000 gold.]
[Purchase ‘Wreath’ with 3000 gold.]
[Purchase ‘Flower Necklace’ with 1000 gold.]
‘Hmm?’
[Start item synthesis!]
[Selected material – Warhorse statue corolla flower necklace]
[Complete item – Unknown]
[Do you want to combine?]
[Yes (optional) / No]
[Kudang-bang-bang-bang!]
[Fairy power!]
[Good!]
[Synthesis completed!]
[You have acquired the ‘Mourning Warhorse Statue’.]
[We present the ‘Mourning Warhorse Statue’ to ‘Han(★★★)’!]
The light flickers in front of your eyes and the warhorse The statue fell.
I snatched the statue. A white crown was worn on the horse’s head, and a necklace of flowers was draped around its neck.
‘A statue of a mourning warhorse?’
Amkena didn’t move the screen as if to watch my reaction.
I was dumbfounded and burst into laughter. I’m not kidding.
I never thought I would do something like this.
I got up from my chair.
He trudged and put the warhorse statue on the display stand.
Among the statues, it was a figure that stood out.
‘... condolences.’
Can you commemorate the hero in the game?
As Loki, I couldn’t do that. Heroes who died during missions were treated as consumables.
‘It’s fun.’
changed the layout.
Other statues were galloping beside the statue of a mourning warhorse in the center.
[Replays archive records.]
[Selected Hero – ‘Iolka (★★★)’]
Iolka’s illustration and status window came to mind.
Iolka had her signature confident smile.
Amkena stared at the unchanging screen for a long time.
‘wait.’
It doesn’t take long.
Up to the 100th floor. It was a very brief patience.
Amkena disconnected and
I watched her painting until the night fell and dawn passed.
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