Is It Bad That the Main Character’s a Roleplayer? - Chapter 139

◈ Since this is not the story of Episode 139 (7)

There was no sign of the Archmage coming, but that is no reason for me not to be examined.

So, as soon as I finished eating, I went down to the magic tower and had my body examined. Since it was not a test to make a custom sealing ball, there was no need to use skills wildly.

“If you want to know if magic is involved when a wound heals…”

“But the fact that we cause wounds is a bit—.”

Phew!

“Ugh!!”

“Wow!!!”

All you had to do was injure your body.

Is it a bit weird to pay for something yourself? However, since today’s sparring was held earlier than yesterday, there is no chance of further injury.

So what should I do? I have no choice but to pay it myself.

I slashed the sword that stabbed my forearm in front of the wizards.

I felt it penetrate my bone, but it wasn’t a big problem. How many wizards here can’t fix this?

It is better to do it right at once than to make it too small and not be able to observe it. It doesn’t hurt anyway.

Even though everything else seems real, the fact that my body gets hurt is somehow unrealistic—I don’t know if it’s because my senses have become dull, or because I’m still dominated by the idea of using the body of a game character—but it’s not that scary.

“Are you okay?”

I was actually more amazed by these wizards.

It wasn’t these people, but people from other branches, who said they wanted to do research, but weren’t the wizards who made all kinds of suggestions, asking me to sign the list of experiments and asking me to do something?

But when the opportunity comes, he seems to hesitate.

I don’t know if it’s just the branch here that has a conscience in their hearts, or if it’s just the guys who suggested it to me that have no conscience. It makes me curious for no reason.

“Check.”

But curiosity is curiosity and hurt is hurt.

I took off my clothes while keeping an eye on the HP window. When I rolled up my coat and shirt, I found a bandage, but I unwrapped that in silence.

It doesn’t matter if you reveal it by stabbing the left arm instead of the right arm. Ha ha!

“Wow, that’s hot.”

At that time, the white wind approached with light steps. The other wizards were only looking sideways at my wounds in embarrassment, but the white wind was in their faces.

Behind me is the business-like mage who was in charge of me last time.

“I can’t see any magic power yet…”

Well. Maybe it’s because HP is still stable? If you just treat it, it’s a wound that will heal without any threat to your life.

“Do you have to be at a point where your life is in danger to use magical power?”

In that respect, I had similar thoughts. It was also obvious. The power that appears only when you are in danger of dying is a common cliché, right? Of course, I don’t have that kind of skill.

Swish.

I twirled the dagger I used to cut my forearm between my fingers.

When you get stabbed, death approaches slowly, but what is the part where death is certain?

“Stab?”

“If you need.”

“I’m going to get scolded.”

“Is that scary?”

“no.”

Was it the lungs or the liver? I don’t know.

Since stabbing them would both be fatal wounds anyway, wouldn’t they get the desired reaction? There is also a skill that nullifies one death, and as long as there are so many wizards, there will be no need to die.

With that in mind, I unbuttoned my coat and shirt.

“If you touch my right arm, I will kill you.”

“okay!”

Suddenly, I felt like my companions were going to scream when they saw this scene.

It felt like I was experimenting with a game character, so I didn’t get any damage, but my companions… especially Dev, said, ‘I’m going to hurt myself again, Nari!’ I think I’ll do it.

“If possible, lie down here and do it. “Easy to observe.”

But what should I do if it doesn’t really feel like I’m trying to commit suicide, but rather feels like my game character’s HP is being drained?

Even if I live with a sense of reality, if I don’t solve this now…

I stopped thinking there. There’s no need to build up more stress when you’ve managed to relieve it. Too much thinking drives people crazy.

What I need to do right now, not what I think I should do, is to empty my brain as much as possible and live according to the flow of the situation. Doing the best I can at each time.

“Can I cut the bandage?”

“Do it yourself.”

“Oh, would you like me to anesthetize you?”

In the first place, anesthesia was unnecessary because the senses were dull. It doesn’t really matter whether the chest is visible or not.

So I showed it through actions instead of words.

‘This crazy bastard did it on purpose.’

The white bandage soon began to turn a primary color.

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“Are you awake?”

I don’t know when I forgot.

I lifted my somewhat heavy eyelids. My body was a little sore, but it wasn’t a big problem.

In fact, it felt like I just woke up from a sleep endoscopy and there was no pain in the injured area.

“Confirmation is finished. After all, when life and death are at stake, it is right to draw on magical power to survive.”

I absentmindedly felt the skin of my stomach through my shirt. Because the bandage had been restored, I couldn’t touch the skin.

However, the unique curvature of the wound is not felt and there is no pain. Thanks to that, I was confident that I would be fine.

“However, I have identified two things that are a little strange… Let me go out and tell you about this first! “I’ll have to put the seal back on and put my clothes back together.”

ah. yes. I have to put the seal back on.

I again checked the horsepower with the first digit changed to 2. There was also something rolling around my forearm through my clothes, probably a piece of sealing ball.

“For your information, while I had my chest exposed, I also examined the heart and it was completely fine! “No need to worry!”

Then the white wind lifted its thumb. That made it more like a sleep endoscopy. Since they said they had a heart test, it felt a bit like a health checkup.

“The news you’re about to hear won’t be good for you!”

But what are you talking about all of a sudden?

“Nari…”

“Ah, the devil knight…”

“Comrade, are you awake now?”

I understood what the fat white wind said after 10 minutes.

It looks like my companions came while I was being examined here. They must have seen the process and their complexions (except for Berserker) are not good. It seems that Akata did not attend because the seat was occupied.

“I promised you…”

“This matter…”

But if Akata is not there, that is the end.

Not once or twice has the concept prioritized the devil over my life. If the kid didn’t see it, what would be the point in me being stabbed?

My choice may not have been right, but it wasn’t wrong either.

Anyway… who knows, if you ignore it, you’ll come back very angry later.

The choice I made certainly did not spare myself, but I should not be criticized for that.

Since this world is by no means a fairy tale, there are ways to do nothing about it.

“You…”

And just as I knew it, the Archmage also knew it.

So instead of telling me what to do, she led the two people behind who wanted to say something.

“Let’s find a better way next time.”

But you haven’t forgotten about the fight we had earlier, have you?

“It’s none of your business.”

I pretended to be repulsed and followed the white wind. The place where the white wind led us again was to the last living room.

“As I said before, the hypothesis itself is what we expected. You will most likely not die. “Because the powerful magic energy in your body will hold on to your life until the end.”

White Wind sat down in his seat and gave a concise explanation. The people who came in became more tearful, but not me or Berserker.

“Oh, so your comrade is half immortal? “That would be great!”

“No… that’s not what you mean…”

“Isn’t that what you mean?”

I see… So, I survived despite my reckless actions.

I thought it was either the system’s unreasonableness or just luck, but I guess that wasn’t the case.

“However, while observing the injury, we discovered one or two problems.”

The marionette put down the refreshments.

“Have you made a contract with the devil?”

No one touched it. My eyebrows furrowed and all sorts of sounds came out from behind me.

“The question you just asked must have a proper basis. “If not…”

I shouted inside.

“I will smash your head off.”

and! The mystery is finally resolved!

“hmm. That’s right. “Well, there’s no way you made a contract with the devil.”

Even though it was clear that life would flow down the drain, White Wind maintained a calm attitude. Rather than feeling less threatening, I feel like I am preoccupied with other thoughts.

“First of all, the reason I asked just in case was because Magi showed a very strange appearance.”

“…Strange shape?”

“First of all, we don’t know whether the magic power itself used to prevent you from dying was initiated by you or whether the demon in your body intervened to prevent the death of the host? “I was just putting more emphasis on the former in that it didn’t try to take over your body when you were weak.”

While Kimchi Dumplings behind me gave a small cheer, White Wind changed the topic to the opposite with the word “by the way.”

“It wasn’t even magic, but it was adding something to it. “It has a tendency to not only heal your body but also to bind and bind something.”

After hearing that, I reflexively frowned. Restraint bondage. These are words that I did not like very much while playing this game.

“I don’t know what it was aimed at. It’s a method I’ve never encountered before. But… no matter how much you think about it, it doesn’t seem like you did it unconsciously? “If you had the ability to suppress the devil even in a life-or-death situation, you wouldn’t be like this now.”

“Then the devil—.”

“so.”

“But if the devil did it, that would be weird. “It doesn’t seem right to use that power elsewhere when it’s not enough to take over your body.”

That’s right. I’m treating my body. Even so, doing something else instead of taking control is more of a ploy.

“In the end, this is more important to the devil than taking control of your body… If it is not tied to a contract, it is most likely a matter of profit. However, the problem is that even with my knowledge, I cannot clearly define this behavior. That means we can’t find out what effect this has on you.”

I thought of the devil in the setting.

And, given that I was dealing with a person in the same environment as this – the devil – I thought about what would be best from that perspective.

“So, I’ll tell you right here.”

Even if you take control of the body, a fight for dominance may break out again… Maybe it’s better to look at it in the longer term? Whether it’s erosion or arrangement.

Either him or me…

“From now on, don’t get hurt enough to shatter the seal and draw on magical power. “If you’re going to get hurt like that, I’d rather die.”

I stopped thinking as it went beyond speculation and became wild speculation. It was a while ago that I decided to prepare, but not to stock up on anxiety and despair.

In reality, three days of resolution to quit high-fructose corn syrup is enough.

“Isn’t that better than falling for the devil, too, for you?”

Instead, I closed my eyes. And it arrived on time.

“Keep that in mind.”

Rather than clearing in a near-dead state, you should just die and retry. Okay, okay. memory!

“No, Nari. “There’s nothing to be positive about there…!”

“In the end, all we have to do is prevent the demon knight from falling, right? “I will try harder!”

“I don’t really know what you mean about Berserk… Why do my comrades get eaten by the devil?”

“…Didn’t you explain it to me when I joined? “Demon knights have demons in their bodies.”

“Weren’t you talking about hatred toward the devil??”

However, unlike me, who accepted meekly, the back seat was very upset. I lowered my eyebrows and only focused on the white wind.

“second is.”

“huh? ah. This is a bit ambiguous. It’s a peculiarity rather than a problem… When you were injured in the Great Forest, the Archmage said he saw black magic? But the magic we saw was close to gray.”

huh? The magic color has changed?

I was lost in thought for a moment. It couldn’t have changed without a reason, so there must be a cause…

I thought about the difference between when I was injured in the forest and now. The surrounding environment and the victims are all different, but I don’t think that can be an excuse… Ah.

Rattling.

I took out the bead that Haeryong gave me and Sangun fixed it and put it down.

“…what’s this?”

White Wind’s eyes sparkled, as if he recognized its value right away.

“It is a bead that contains the energy of the sea dragon and mountain army. Sangun said that this has the power to purify negativity. Could this have had an impact?”

“…maybe. But I want to buy this. You’re not going to sell it, are you?”

There is no way. I put the marble back in before the white wind started drooling not only from my eyes but also from my mouth.

The color change seems to have been roughly explained with this, so we just need to be careful of injuries in the future.

“Aaaah!! Don’t put it in already! “Show me just one more time!!”

“There will be nothing more to do. “I’ll just go.”

“No, show me that! It’s my job to show that! “Don’t go to the devil knight!!”

I got up without mercy, regardless of whether the white wind howled or not. Then the white wind threw itself and grabbed my pants – or more accurately, my shoes and ankles – but it was none of my business.

The group behind me looked at me and the white wind in turn with indescribable faces.

“White Wind.”

“Just once, just once!!”

“It’s ugly….”

“Is ugliness a big deal?! “There is something in front of me that is only one in the world!!”

“Let go…!”

Hey, put this down. I swung my leg a few times to shake off the person hanging on my leg.

However, this person who seemed extremely weak seems to have increased his strength dozens of times due to his greed for research. It didn’t fall off easily.

“Oh my gosh, let’s let go of the white wind. Then you die!”

“Please let it go. “I already have more to say to you.”

“You can’t do this.”

“No way!!”

In the end, the Archmage and the Deathbringer Inquisitor took White Wind away. The Archmage put his arm between White Wind’s armpits and the Deathbringer and Inquisitor took the arm off.

“No, my bead…”

“That’s why the white wind isn’t blowing…”

The white wind was heard by the Archmage, and tears were flowing down his face.

“Are you okay with that demon knight…”

On the other hand, the Inquisitor slowly approached me and looked at me. Of course, I burst open the living room door with a crumpled face.

“Ugh! Catch the snake!”

“I can’t catch you without magic!!”

“If you do one or two, you’ll say wow!”

“Wow, my head is eaten!”

“Ooooooooo!!”

The outside was also a mess. Haha.

“Oh are you all playing with snakes? I want to join Berserk too!”

“No, from anyone’s perspective, they are wizards who are being eaten by an escaped snake!”

“help!!”

“Oh, I’ll go!”

It’s really not a windy day here in Hudelen.