Stuck in The Tower - Chapter 360

Chapter 360

A Scream Bursting Out on a Business Trip. I wasn’t the only one who felt things were screwed up.

It was felt by all who gathered at the memorial service. The calm atmosphere is gone and only chaos is full.

“Evacuate the citizens first and go on the road! What are you going to do if you get burned!”

“Take the nobles! Damn, it looks like even the guard is dead.”

“Anyone with a Four Potion! A shrapnel lodged in my brother’s stomach! Is there anyone!”

up gritted it

It is a deliberate terrorism. You’d be right to see that I was aiming for it. Because I was aiming for the moment when everyone’s eyes were on the floor.

“Use this.”

“thank you!”

Throwing potions to the wounded, he ran towards the place where the explosion occurred.

Bellebreg must stay. It is not known what the purpose of the terrorists was, and the purpose of this event was the victims of Gixen.

“Protect the bodies of the bereaved and the warriors!”

“yes!”

“Big squeeze!”

Soldiers protected the bereaved families who were bewildered by the sudden situation.

Belbreg also drew his ceremonial sword and lit his eyes. I don’t know who it is, but if the culprit is caught, nothing good will happen.

It was a fancy sword for decoration, but it was no different from a famous sword in his hand.

“Evileye! Check that out!”

“Leave this to me.”

As much as I already knew my combat power, I gained some trust. Also comrades who fought together.

He made his way through the scattered citizens and entered the place where the nobles were gathered.

‘It could have been a little different if there had been a cat.’

It may have prevented terrorism because it has all kinds of protection items.

Unfortunately, Nyang Fun remained at the White Tree. I couldn’t attend because there was an important reconciliation.

The whole area is a mess. The nobles are quickly evacuating, and nervous guards are breaking through, screaming menacingly.

As the situation is the situation, I have no intention of saying anything about that part.

The problem is this.

“Baron! Pour more potions!”

“Ouch! My arms are fucking.”

That the nobles were hurt. If it’s just a simple bruise, you’re lucky.

The corpses of those who sensed an abnormality and threw themselves to protect their masters were strewn about, and some of the nobles who could not block the aftermath of the explosion even had one limb blown off.

Yes, I gave up a hundred steps, so it’s okay until here. Since it’s a place overflowing with divine power, you should be able to attach the cut ones if you hurry.

The real worst…

“I can’t breathe.”

“No way! There’s no way the Count would go like this!”

“Has the terrorist not been caught yet?”

It means that there was a death among the nobility.

The aristocrats participating in this event are philanthropists. Those who added memorial events and supported donations.

It was for a good cause, and they humbly accepted the anger of the people and tried to placate it.

that they suffered.

“Dog bastards! This is why you shouldn’t get involved with the lower classes!”

“If it wasn’t for the hospital the Count built, they wouldn’t have been treated properly!”

It is as if the link between the two groups that were at least connected was severed.

You would think that grace was an enemy and good deeds were repaid with vengeance.

‘Though it has nothing to do with terrorists and ordinary citizens.’

no i don’t know Are there any real citizens who went crazy?

Still, it is true that Terebum is the problem, and most of them have nothing to do with it.

However, it is meaningless to say it one hundred days. Anger was always directed at someone.

“Get out of the way for a moment.”

got in between them I tried pushing the soul stone just in case.

[I refuse to enter the soul stone.]

[I want rest.]

The count’s soul refused.

reason?

[The NPC will respawn after the stage ends.]

[I want to rest until then.]

It’s an NPC trapped on the floor. Each NPC has its own role.

This Count died like this every time the 72nd floor started.

Shall I try to live by force?

‘I have the seed of resurrection.’

An SSS-class item that can save you from death just once.

It is a treasure obtained by creating a new world tree.

The conflict was brief.

“I hope you go to a better place.”

“To that.”

I’m sorry for NPCs, but I can’t use them in places like this.

As the chaos level is over 100, there is no need to act in a hurry.

I turned around.

You can see soldiers chasing the terrorist in the distance.

I also threw myself into it. I’m thinking of checking out who he is.

Things have already happened.

72nd floor white tree and white horn chapter 2 polarity.

I couldn’t tell what the beginning was.

* * *

One week since the event was suspended.

Tension flowed around the capital. It’s been a long time since the news of the noble’s death spread.

In a turbulent atmosphere, ordinary citizens went into their homes and hid themselves, and nobles also stayed in the mansion and increased security.

The intermittent protests on the desolate streets also stopped abruptly.

The eyes of the soldiers walking on the road were so sharp that it was almost life-threatening.

It happened on the outskirts of the capital, nowhere else. It was obvious that the wind and blood was blowing. Everyone sighed.

Except for one place.

[Hair loss on your head]: There are only 14 branches right now? At least 1000 combatants alone?

[Nyangnyang Punch]: 1000 people? less than expected

[Hair loss on your head]: That’s how much it was revealed, and in reality it’s likely to be 3 to 4 times. If you add the general staff, there are more.

[Lick the top of your head]: Hey, can’t you take care of the kids properly? The atmosphere is ruined because of the strange guy!

[hair loss]: What’s wrong with me… I wasn’t even there.

[Petit Gongdu]: A bald man is a bald man, so he must be the culprit!

[Nyangnyang Punch]: That’s right! That’s right!

[Lick the crown]: Death penalty! death penalty!

[Petit Gongdu]: Be punished for licking the top of your head!

[Lick on the top of the head]: …why is that the death penalty? uh? It’s a reward!

[Petit Gongdu]: Ahhh… xx… don’t hit me.

[Hair loss on your head]: Ha…don’t even lick it.

The resistance was increasing in scale mainly in the provinces.

It is because it is a place where the power of the capital is less, so it is free to do activities.

Opinions are growing that even aristocrats die in the same way due to terrorism, and that they are on an equal footing.

It’s a pain in the ass in many ways.

Nyangpun’s office and I sat on the sofa and had a conversation. Nyanpun is in a meeting.

A few days ago, the interrogation of the terrorist was over.

“Oh, you weren’t even a worshiper after all.”

“I didn’t know you were a real member of the Resistance.”

“But no matter how much you think about it, it doesn’t seem like you planned it yourself, doesn’t it?”

surely. It didn’t seem like he had planned the work himself, as the lick said.

It is true that the terrorist attack was carried out under the direction of the superior, but several questions remain.

First of all, he’s not very talented. The explosion that occurred during the terror was not his own ability, but a disposable artifact.

The timing is also questionable. Since it was an event attended by aristocrats, security was thorough, and since it took place two days after the order came down, the general public had no way to know in advance.

In other words, information leaked from inside…

‘No matter how much I think about it, it’s him.’

Gadish Crombell.

3rd prince and illegitimate son. A person who is interested in licking.

Tower worshipers at the same time. I have a heart attack, but no physical symptoms.

I glanced at the guy. I’ve already told you about Gadish.

“Isn’t Gadishu a good guy?”

“Well, I haven’t seen you lately.”

“Are you busy trying to get behind the scenes?”

“Ah really. Every twisted guy is abnormal.”

A lick stretched out on the couch grunts.

To agree.

“From a balding man, it’s not normal.”

“It’s nothing you say.”

Glance. I ran my lick up and down. food.

– Wow!

“Cheukhak!”

A back smash came flying.

Surprised Deokchun ran away to the side, so the right person would die.

I twisted my body and rubbed my back on the sofa, but the pain did not go away.

and tears come out

“Smile? huh? Can you say your nickname out loud?”

“Ugh, if it comes out like that, I have no choice but to use the wish ticket. know? Do I have a right to wish?”

“As expected, I’ll have to get rid of it right here and get rid of the aftereffects!”

“evil! Let’s be fair and talk about using force cowardly!”

–

The door opened when I was crouching down against a villain who was about to use violence.

“Is the meeting over?”

“Why do you have a bad expression?”

A face unlike usual.

After closing the door to prevent sound from leaking out, Nyanfen, who used the Silence Artifact, grabbed his head.

“Aaaaaaa! screwed up It’s a piece of shit!”

It seems that the meeting was quite stressful.

I wondered why the usually good guy was acting like this, but after hearing the words that followed, I immediately understood.

“They say they built a sanctuary of light from above. This is just an all-out war.”

“The Sanctuary of Light?”

“The one that seals Dalkan.”

why don’t you know I even tried to see it myself.

While staying here, we shared various information, including about the Sanctuary of Light.

A sealing facility made by cutting the horn of an Elyos.

“That’s being made at this point?”

“It’s crazy to just change it if you don’t want to get hurt by kids who don’t even know grace.”

“The backlash wouldn’t be a joke.”

“I was against it at first. Eh, there’s no justification.”

Nyanpun takes out an artifact from her arms. Kit for work.

Something similar to a beam projector launched a hologram.

Along with the face of the nobility, there is a picture of the scene, a case number, and a brief explanation.

how to say It feels more like a case notebook than a conference document.

“This is a list of nobles attacked after the terror.”

indeed. Was it like that

These guys are working tirelessly.

“More than ten nobles were hit. Most were subdued, but a few were injured. And here.”

Nyanfen pointed at some pictures.

“One noble died. Two children died. A few of my horses and puppies, though not people, died. It’s kind of intimidating. I can target you anytime.”

“Is it the White Horn that does that?”

“Even nobles die. They are just living creatures like us. guarantee equal rights Otherwise, I will imprint the fact that they are equal with death. This is their slogan now. It might be on the hardy side.”

The early Whitehorns were pretty aggressive. Isn’t this the level of almost trying to fight?

I carefully studied the event summary. Most of them were attacked while wandering alone or moving to other areas.

Well, it’s because my power is weaker when I’m out than when I’m in the lord’s castle.

“Eww, that’s hard.”

Nyanfen let out a small sigh and fell face down on the sofa.

I moved it slightly to the side to make room.

“Uh, at least they were local nobles and had a bad reputation, so I’m putting up with it. If a prestigious or high-status noble dies, it’s over. There is no reason to stop it!”

It’s as Nyampun said. At that time, the relationship between the White Tree and the White Horn becomes the worst.

If it’s a threat to the extent that the bottom worm wriggles, he’ll snort and walk away, but if it’s a sword and wield it, he won’t stand still.

They are splitting up on a board that would not be enough even if they joined forces. It was not difficult to guess why the Second Heaven was destroyed.

‘I have to find it.’

There must be an opportunity to move from the 72nd floor to the 73rd floor. Like the Battle of Giggsen on the 71st floor.

Predictably, the creation of the Sanctuary of Light is likely one of them. It could be a follow-up incident like this terrorist attack.

The moment I focus on looking at the list of cases again.

– Knock

“Lick it!”

“Oh, who are you?”

Startled by the knocking sound, the licker pretends to clean.

“Come on in.”

“Ahaha I’m sorry. Evileye has business to do.”

Belbreg came in.

What else is going on with this man?

“It’s nothing else, Prince Gadishu has a business trip, so I’m entrusted with escort duty. The prince pointed out Evileye. And I mean.”

His eyes were fixed on the dusting lick.

“Keuheum, the maid next to me dared to point out. Aren’t they both yours? Please do me a favor.”

me?

The licker who pointed at himself with his finger licked his lips.