Is It Bad That the Main Character’s a Roleplayer? - Chapter 375

Episode 375: With Those Two Eyes (1)

The function of the recovery circle is to draw in the magical power of the atmosphere to achieve faster magical recovery.

Although I don’t use magical power, my body definitely seems to be improving quickly. The Inquisitor sat in the recovery room and thought about this for a moment.

[Hmm, it looks like Go has to die.]

That was exactly until Suzaku suddenly said that.

“yes?”

“Didn’t you hear me clearly?”

It’s not that I don’t understand the meaning of the words, but no matter how much I think about it, my brain won’t accept it. In the end, the Inquisitor and Daniel next to him chose to ask a question.

[Please follow up.]

However, whether or not they were convinced had no influence whatsoever on Suzaku’s choice. The phoenix, wrapped in scarlet flames, soared into the sky and crossed into the far corner of space. It was like seeing a shooting star.

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Am I going to die? I was confused and lost in thought, letting go of the anger that no longer served me. Is it really too much to run in the opposite direction? During the time of day-to-day feeding, various thoughts stretch and branch out for survival.

‘…I don’t have an answer.’

However, no matter how much I thought about it, there was no way out. The wolf’s maw was so large that I was really sick of it, and naturally it was inevitable that it would close faster than that I would escape from it.

Whether it worked or not, I gave it a try and a bundle of tentacles instead of a tongue came rushing towards me like a wave. It was a chase and a hunt in the mouth of a wolf.

There’s really no answer to this. Contrary to the shrinking eyes, the pupils of my eyes became even more dilated, making the irises look like lines. He was a pupil who wanted to find a way out even if it meant swallowing all the light in the world.

“I’m fine.”

‘I’m not fine.’

Even if I die here, I will live, but that’s not possible. It’s been so long since I gave hope to a child, but I’m already on the verge of death.

With that thought in mind, I scraped together the magical power I had and collected it on the tip of the pole.

“If you want to swallow me… you have to swallow the fire first, right?”

This is not enough magic power to attempt a flash attack. However, it seems possible to control the spread of embers in all directions. I used it to hit the approaching bundle of tentacles with a baton filled with fire magic.

The bong succeeded in crushing the bundle of tentacles, and in the process, sparks spread in all directions. The spread embers will now gradually expand from one point and then spark with other embers, increasing their size to a gigantic size.

So much so that this damn wolf cub’s mouth is dry.

Wow!

Focusing more on searing the inside of the mouth rather than chasing away the tentacles definitely had an effect.

I strengthened my legs as I watched my almost closed mouth open again. Before being caught by the tentacles, the body jumped into the air, did some somersaults, kicked away what was attacking from above with its feet, and moved forward while keeping the thing below in check with the stick.

And when I finally feel like my body is reaching the end of my mouth.

Wooooow.

The damn wolf just lifted his head slightly and nullified my efforts. Cooung. The mouth was completely closed, and a world without any light was born. Now there is nothing to see. It was completely consumed.

Sigh!

It totally… works. Tentacles wrapped around my body, and the mouths attached to them began to devour the inside, little by little, from my clothes to my skin.

Hwareuk.

But just when they had eaten most of my clothes and were about to poke their heads into my skin, a scarlet flame came through the pitch black world. It was like an arrow that pierced through the veil of darkness. The red fire that looked like a single point approached me like a beam of light and burned all the tentacles attached to me.

[You.]

Of course, the fire was quite hostile to me as well. I frowned as the heat burned my body, but I finally straightened up when I heard a series of calls.

[In order to survive, you must swing the sword like a sword.]

“…Suzaku?”

[There is no other way for everyone to survive. Please.]

Although it was due to the wizard’s advice, why did the being who was excluded because it was not compatible suddenly act like this?

However, there must have been a good reason that I didn’t know why everyone flew in talking about ways to survive. Although I was taken aback by the sudden situation, I decided to follow his words.

“Can I just swing it?”

To be honest, it was true that I had no other options other than this.

[Are you confident that you can reproduce the technique you used earlier… to erase everything?]

“If I have to.”

But… if it’s a technique that completely erases everything, then you’re talking about a flash attack, right? It’s my first time wielding someone else’s power as I want, but I don’t think recreating the attack itself will be very difficult.

No matter the range or concentration, it is a technique that just needs to be wielded.

[Then let’s go.]

Of course, I immediately regretted thinking that way. As soon as Suzaku gave me permission to use my power as I wanted, the heat I felt intensified several times.

Is it okay to call this permission in the first place? Power comes to me unilaterally. So intensely, so hotly, so intensely that it makes you wonder if what’s flowing through your veins is not blood but lava.

[Gretchen, are you crazy?! There are degrees of trying to live, if you accept the power of opposites—!]

Ugh. The sound of someone vomiting blood was heard. Is it mine? Or is it from those who were watching what I was doing in my mind?

I don’t have the brains to tell the difference. All I could say was an instinctive warning that it would be dangerous if I didn’t expel it quickly.

“Ugh.”

Ratello does not work. Ratel has withstood the Inquisitor’s blessing, but if you swing it with even this in mind, Ratel will be truly broken. then?

In the excruciating burning pain, I imagined holding in my hands the flame that burned the darkness and the wolf, myself. I imagined this powerful and destructive force converging into one point within my grasp.

Quaaaaa!

Then, the power that had been nourishing my body began to gather in my fingertips. To be honest, even that flow was a burden to me, but I had no choice but to do it somehow in order to survive. I tenaciously gathered and condensed that enormous power into one point.

A heat source like the sun began to pulsate in the palm of my hand.

“Ugh.”

Don’t stop there and increase the number of points. By a line, by a very long line. Along the crossed palms.

I broke out in a cold sweat as the fire magic came out like a long sword along my hand. Of course, the swirling heat evaporates the moisture, leaving behind only salt. My skin became a little rough. It’s a rustle with salt and ash flying together.

[This is crazy.]

“Huh.”

And when the line grew to the length I wanted, I held it firmly with both hands. Hwareuk. The palm melted and regenerated repeatedly, leaving behind only bone fragments.

“Now please—”

Can the hand move even though only a piece of bone remains?

“Let’s get this over with!”

The answer was ‘possible’. My hand swung the flaming sword. It was the moment when the sword that gave one’s entire life destroyed a piece of the universe.

* * *

Sigh!

Was the area beyond the crack once filled with daylight flashes?

A light similar to sunlight but harsher than that stung her eyes and forced them to close. It was a light that remained as an afterimage long after I closed my eyes and brought tears to my eyes.

“Ugh…”

In the end, I couldn’t even do anything and just squeezed out some tears. Just when she thought she was okay now, she opened her eyes. The light is gone. The eye that recognized it first blinked its eyelids a couple of times to shake off the remaining afterimage.

“Suzaku….”

“If you have any strength left, get ready.”

“to…?”

“come.”

But before she could fully understand what was going on, the wizard spoke abruptly. The wizard’s body has already arrived right in front of the crack.

Wasn’t that person dazzling thanks to the mask? With that in mind, the Inquisitor hurriedly tried to go to the wizard’s side.

Sigh. A pitch-black figure tied by a thread jumped over the crack and jumped out into this world.

“enemy…!?”

“No, that’s…!”

He is a pitch-black person. A person who is so burned that only the texture of the muscles is visible, let alone the skin.

For some reason, some of the hair that should have been burnt first was visible, but it wasn’t a major issue. Regardless of whether hair remains or not, it is clear that this being is a dead body.

dump.

Anyway, the small body that flew fell into the wizard’s arms. Perhaps the wizard had calculated its impact point in advance and caught it just in time.

The wizard in the Inquisitor’s eyes was a mysterious and mysterious person.

“…You’re alive and well. “Maybe it would have been easier to die.”

Anyway, what is that really? The Inquisitor awkwardly approached the wizard’s hand gesture, holding out a small body as if to take it. Only then did I see the charred figure of the person in more detail.

“A certain adventurer?”

Several layers of leather clothing of a familiar shape were pressed against the wide skeletal body, even though it was shriveled by fire. The sound of shallow breathing can only be heard when you approach within three steps.

The Inquisitor’s feelings changed dramatically as he finally figured out the identity of his opponent.

“Adventurer!”

“yes? Sir Adventurer?”

The Inquisitor urgently received the presence from the wizard. Passyuk. I felt scared as ash fell from the area I touched, but I couldn’t just leave it alone.

Unlike the wizard who roughly accepted him, the Inquisitor picked him up and hugged him as gently as possible.

“It’s all Sir Daniel. “What should I do with this?”

“Please wait just a moment. “This… I also…”

Any ordinary person can treat it as much as he wants. All you have to do is infuse it with divine power. However, to an adventurer, that power is actually poison. After the filter was created, I no longer suffered any damage, but that doesn’t mean my body was ready to receive treatment.

So she clung to Daniel. Daniel, who possessed very little divine power, was able to deal skillfully even in situations where he could not use divine power.

“First of all, don’t touch the ice. And the body temperature must be lowered…”

However, normally, the wound would have resulted in instant death. Is there any way that Daniel could treat such wounds? The only way to deal with burns he knew was when the skin or muscles were damaged, not when the internal organs were burned.

Daniel and the Inquisitor’s expressions became devastated.

“That’s foolish.”

However, even if the sky falls, there is a hole that will emerge. The wizard who handed over the half-tongued adventurer raised his finger with a sigh.

“Put him in a recovery group. “Once you get your magic back, you will naturally repair yourself.”

“ah!”

He was a truly cold-hearted but wise wizard.

The Inquisitor hurriedly transported the adventurer into the recovery camp. The first ones to fall to the ground to avoid touching the ice are Danielle and the hem of her cloak. Tuk. The person on top of the leather cloak exhaled softly and began to absorb the magical energy of the atmosphere enriched by the recovery circle.

“…after.”

Coogung.

At the same time, the crack where he had protruded began to slowly close. The thread that had dragged the adventurer outside now became a suture and began to tighten the gaps in the world by bridging and connecting the cracks.

Damn it.

In the tightening gap, no one, including Suzaku or the wolf, dares to cross into the world.

The wizard had a hunch as he saw the crack closing.

The cold and sudden fight is finally over.

“Adventurer, please…”

“Lord, please…”

Even if everyone didn’t return yet… the fight was over.

“Please live…”

An earnest prayer began to quietly echo over the place where the crack had disappeared.

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.

.

“Huh?”

“Call Teacher Seon. “Call the doctor!”

“You idiot, there’s a nurse’s call!”

“Do you recognize who I am?”

“God Buddha, thank you so much.”

“I have to make a phone call too. To the very old lady….”

“Can’t you see? No, can’t you hear?”

An earnest prayer rang out.

“Please say something….”

A very earnest prayer.