#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.
Belquist furrowed his eyebrows.
“What are you doing? It hurts.”
“You ignorant bastard.”
Belquist crossed his arms without replying.
“Even if you’re a senior, you’re not a god. When you fight, victims come out. If you stick to each one, there will be no end. I think becoming stronger at a time like this is the way for a wizard woman.”
“It only takes one day. One day.”
Jenna said in a low voice.
“They risked their lives and fought alongside us. And they died to protect us. Can’t you do something like this?”
“I don’t mean that.”
Belquist frowned.
“Brother, come here. Unnie must have been waiting too.”
“The dead can’t wait… ugh!”
Nerissa punched Belquist in the stomach.
Belquist hesitated and retreated.
“This is a little… painful…”
“Buy and earn a bee, this bastard.”
I passed Belquist.
Iolka’s mementos were contained in the upper rectangular glass at the far end of the display case.
Fur coats and luxurious fur scarves. Gorgeous fans. These were gifts I gave in exchange for research. It was usually well-groomed and everything was in pristine condition.
If you were a Master, you could see videos and illustrations from the hero’s life in the archives, but I’m just a hero. No signal appeared in front of my eyes.
“I wish I could go back to the 35th floor.”
Jenna sighed.
Then he opened the showcase and took out a white envelope.
“It’s my sister’s will. I thought it would be good for my brother to read it first, so I left it.”
“You want me to read it?”
“Of course. I’m sure you want that too.”
I opened the envelope without saying anything.
As far as I remember, this will was written right before I went to the 20th floor.
It’s been a while, but it won’t matter.
I stopped before opening the envelope.
It was a strange feeling. After realizing that I had come to this world, I decided that I wouldn’t care who died. don’t look back I was thinking of going anyway. But now.
‘…That’s awful.’
I took the letter out of the envelope.
I opened the crumpled paper and read it.
[Oh this. Is it a will?]
[I’m not in the mood to write a will!]
Quite bad handwriting.
It was scrawled letters.
[Wills are written by the person who will die, right? It has nothing to do with me! I will never die. I will definitely return alive. So this is just graffiti. I’ll use it my way. No one will read it anyway.]
‘…’
[Hey! Han Israt!]
[Puppy sea anemone mutt! fool! idiot! fool! Die!]
[I didn’t like it from the first time I saw it. why do you torment me like this? My son, I also grew up in my hometown. You make fun of me and bully me! Doing a lot of weird things. I will definitely revenge this! I’ll make sure you pay the price for making fun of Iolka, the genius wizard!]
[Don’t get angry!]
Next to ‘Peekaboo’, there was a picture of a distorted circle sticking out its tongue.
It seems to have drawn a human face, but it was quite difficult to recognize.
[Hey!]
[Please be nice to me!]
[This fool is waiting. I don’t even know people’s feelings.]
The suicide note ended there.
I closed the letter
“Have you read it? What is it about?”
“I only wrote useless scribbles.”
I smiled and handed the letter to Jenna.
Jenna was reading the letter and said
“…sister.”
He buried his head in the display case and began to sob.
“I go first.”
I walked out of the storage room at a quick pace.
I passed the plaza and headed to my room at the inn. I locked the door and sat down in a chair.
‘…ha.’
It hurts more than you think.
than any pain I’ve ever been through.
My head felt like it was going to explode.
“Isel.”
[Huh?]
Isel appeared along with the light.
“A dead hero…”
I fell silent.
Are you asking because you don’t know? can’t survive
As a ranker in Pick Me Up, I knew best.
[You can survive.]
Isel stuck out his chest.
[If you clear the 100th floor. A destroyed world is recreated. Heroes live a new life there. I’ll lose my memory, but.]
“Is that so?”
[Yes. I heard it directly from the director.]
“I got it.”
I waved my hand.
Isel circled around me and disappeared as a light.
‘It’s the first time.’
It was a fact I didn’t know.
I closed my eyes.
[Master.]
I opened my eyes.
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.