Chapter - 526 - Helpers (2) 2.txt
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[526] Helper (2)
Fermi wasn't too surprised.
Thinking that he was better than Enrique, Miro took Arius into the room.
"It's disappointing. I'm on vacation in the middle of the day, but I'm shutting myself in doing the dishes. I was going to make fun of you if you were doing something weird."
"Doing stuff like that while on vacation isn't particularly constructive. Why did you come?"
Miro, who was sitting on the sofa, turned around.
"You really remember? I saw it when I was three years old. Geum-dong, gilt-dong, when called, he came running with a smile."
"I have all the memories from when my brain was functioning."
"Definitely resembles my mother. Your dad doesn't even remember yesterday. Oh, then maybe bald… … ."
"ha."
Fermi was getting annoyed.
"Just tell me the point. Why are you here?"
"Did you hear that I went to heaven and came back?"
"I don't know."
Thinking that it was probably true, Miro took off Shirone's robe.
"Bad, how are you? Would that make you a little more interested?"
Fermi looked at Shirone's sleeping face for a moment, then turned to Miro.
"It looks old."
In the middle of the senior class competition, Shirone gave up on the evaluation, and I haven't heard from him since.
"Shirone was also in heaven. We fought for the fate of the world. Don't you want to hear what happened?"
Fermi leaned back on the sofa as if bored.
"I am not interested."
"Don't do that, listen. In heaven, there is a strange creature called Anchera… … ."
"anyway."
Fermi stopped talking.
"Isn't that something Adrias can do on her own?"
Miro pursed his lips and smiled apologetically.
"Whether the world ends or not, I don't care what monsters live in other worlds. The same goes for Shirone. If I come back to school, I'll step on it, and if I don't come back, that's okay."
"okay? But why did he enter the Alpheas Magic School?"
"What do you want to say?"
An unusual madness filled Fermi's eyes.
"It has nothing to do with you. The Adrias family is just a legacy of the ruined past."
Before Fermi could speak, the Ardino family went through a lot of hardships, and 19 years later he became a regular outsider.
"I am sorry for the damage I caused. It's true. But it was a choice I had to make."
"Don't get me wrong. I entered Alpheas to fulfill my personal goals. There are a lot of things that make money."
Miro got his smile back.
"Then why don't you try your best to achieve that goal this time?"
Like a cat hiding its claws, Fermi's madness vanished within an instant.
It must have been Ardino's unique temperament to change his attitude in front of money, but Miro couldn't get rid of the thought that he was trying hard.
"I'm not the kind of person who refuses to trade. However, if the other person is an aunt, I think there will be a condition."
"say it."
Fermi pointed to the floor.
"If you kneel before me and plead for fault, think about it. First of all, since I am also from the Ardino family, I can't arbitrarily trade, can I?"
"It's easy."
Miro was sincere.
"It's not that hard to get down on your knees. If it's Adrias' bloodline, you can change your heart like flipping the palm of your hand. So I want to ask you something."
"What?"
"Do you think there will be a difference between kneeling before you and killing you right here and now?"
"… … ."
There will be no difference.
The Adrias Miro he knows is a human being who is not bound by anything.
"haha!"
Fermi smiled broadly as if he had never done that.
"just joke. Could I have my aunt do that? But you will definitely get the price of the deal."
"That's all. Even after all this, I asked a very cool person as a sponsor."
"It is nice to hear that. So let's get started. What can I help you with?"
Miro told Uorin exactly what he had said, and even confided in Uorin's conclusion.
"Hmm, it's called collateral extraction."
Like a brilliant genius, Fermi understood right away.
Also, I had a hunch that it would be a huge deal as much as the name of Miro and Theraze.
"I feel a little bit motivated."
It was fortunate that Fermi was motivated.
In addition to Fermi's ability, what Miro wanted was the vast magical knowledge possessed by the Ardino family.
"Can you extract Shirone's magic?"
Instead of answering, Fermi raised his hand on the armrest.
Transactions in out-of-regulation-depreciation.
Chips of various colors and patterns fell under Fermi's palm with a cheerful sound.
As the chips stood upright like a tower, he tossed the topmost chip into the air.
"Nice. What kind of magic is it?"
said Fermi, catching a falling chip.
"Summoning Magic Epoxy Tosca."
"Ohh."
Miro received the chip Fermi threw.
In a mottled two-tone pattern, an insect resembling a spider was drawn on the central decal.
"It is a large insect that lives in Lake Tuscany. It attaches itself to the human spinal cord, secretes hallucinogens and sucks blood. In a state of hallucination, only the truth is told, and when it is forcibly torn off, it pours out strong acid and self-destructs, so even the bones disappear within 48 hours."
"Perfect for crime."
"Yes. Of course, I bought it from Wangseong officials. The magic that the boss needs is at a premium, so I bought it at a high price."
"Can you extract any magic?"
Miro threw the chip and Fermi caught it again.
"Basically. Eating out or stealing someone else's magic follows complicated conditions or dangerous costs in the process of equivalent exchange. On the other hand, I don't care about the conditions or the price."
"Because it uses equivalent exchange itself as a tool."
Fermi grinned like an idiot.
"Exactly. I am just a middleman who completes the rules, and when trading magic, the intentions of the seller and buyer must be reflected."
Since the transfer side and the receiving side have already concluded an agreement, Fermi does not have any special conditions or fees.
"The medium that balances both sides is probably money. I roughly understood. So how do you measure the price?"
Fermi held out his left hand.
Regulations Excursion-Depreciation Transaction Agreement.
A piece of paper was implemented and caught.
"Price is based on the broker's reasonable judgment in the circumstances. Of course, perjury is impossible. If you set a price that loses rationality… … ."
"Because eating out itself doesn't activate."
"That's right. The beauty of this magic is that there are no conditions the broker has to fulfill. Ultimately, the decision is up to the parties. But there is a problem here too."
"Are you talking about traders' problems?"
"yes. For example, there are elements like 'regret' or 'remorse'. Permanently transferring someone else's magic entails a risk beyond its magical value."
"That's why depreciation was applied."
"The conclusion we came to after much thought was that we had to create the possibility of 'breaking the contract'. If we can go back to the way it was before the contract, customers' anxiety will be lessened and the rule of eating out will be stronger."
Fermi set the trading contract down on the table.
"If the value of magic A is 100 gold for a month's rental, the depreciation is calculated according to the contract period. For example, if it's 3 months, it's 60 gold for the second month, 30 gold for the third month, and so on. It can be transferred, as well as destroyed, and extended."
A smile appeared on Miro's lips as he examined the contract.
Depreciation makes any transaction possible within reasonable limits.
"good. When that value is set, what's left next?"
"We have to set a fee. I set a fee for all funds going in and out of my clients. Between 1 percent and 99 percent."
"Ku-k-k-k-k."
Miro lowered his head and burst into laughter.
The value of magic cannot be perjured, but Fermi can feed Fermi as much as he wants.
Of course it was natural.
Because there is no one who makes this type of eating out for the good of others.
In addition, by arbitrarily setting commissions, it was possible to induce a situation in which both sellers and buyers could swing.
"I knew it. To be honest, I tried to think that if it wasn't this much, the Ardino family was finished. Now, shall we listen? How much is the value of the Valhalla action you judged?"
Fermi rested his chin and was lost in thought.
Perjury is impossible, and only the truly believed numbers should be put forward as values.
Judging that there was no further calculation, Fermi slowly opened his mouth.
"100 billion gold."
Arius swallowed.
The other day, when I was going to steal Ataraxia and sell it to Zeon, I remembered that I was going to hand it over on the condition of standing in Theraje's line in addition to 4 billion gold.
Of course, standing in Theraje's line is much more valuable than 4 billion gold, and Fermi's criteria for valuing are 'according to the situation', but even so, 100 billion gold was an amount I hadn't even thought of. .
'Well, from an expert's point of view, that would be the case.'
It was Arius who thought that he should never do business even later, but Fermi's barrel was much bigger than that.
"It is based on a three-year contract. 100 billion gold in year 1, 60 billion gold in year 2, 30 billion gold in year 3. If it's a transaction worth about 200 billion gold, you can extract Valhalla action."
Miro wasn't particularly surprised.
It is quite understandable that the buyer, Theraze, would have handed out a blank check, and it was not the money going out of his wallet anyway.
"good. The fee is probably 99 percent?"
As if there was no need to ask, Fermi shrugged.
"Then we write the contract. Then, when the signatures of the seller and the buyer are received, the transaction is complete."
"I can go and get Theraze's autograph, but Shirone is currently in a moratorium, so I can't sign it. Isn't he supposed to just hold it in his hand and wiggle it around?"
"Of course it is."
"Then how do I sign?"
Fermi blinked.
"Why are you asking me that? My aunt has to take care of it."
"Golden Dong."
Miro said with a smile.
"Couldn't I have come here without finding a magic-extracting outsider? It's a big deal, but you have to take responsibility until the end. If you're a genius in the broker world, can't you find a way out of this situation?"
Miro floated as if he was determined, but Fermi was still agitated.
"How do I know something that my aunt doesn't know?"
"No, you know."
"Why do you think so?"
"Because Shirone explained the transaction of depreciation even after hearing about the moratorium. Does that mean there is a way?"
"Don't overdo it. That way of speaking doesn't put any pressure on the merchant at all."
"okay? Shall I speak in the manner of a merchant?"
Miro leaned back in the chair, arms crossed and legs crossed.
"At first, I wondered why they made such magic. If it's to make money, isn't the Ardino family's financial power sufficient?"
"It's a guess again."
"Keep listening. After all, what you want is top-notch magic. In other words, to use magic with astronomical value. Then it becomes clear, why did you create this magic?"
Fermi then looked back at the maze.
"There is only one thing missing from what you described. The condition you have to accept to arbitrarily set the fee."
Miro said with a winner's smile.
"When a broker purchases chips for use, those funds must be paid for in fees accrued so far."
'Sir… … !'
A sixty-two letter appeared in Fermi's head.
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Chapter - 527 - Helpers (3) 3.txt
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[527] Helper (3)
Transactions in off-regulation depreciation.
Fermi extracts magic from those who sell magic and offers it to those who buy magic in the form of chips and receives a fee for it.
Also, the price of magic is subject to depreciation, which is a constant decrease in value over time.
Basically, the buyer pays the seller and Fermi takes only a certain fee, so no capital is needed to operate the capacity.
However, if Fermi himself became a buyer and traded with a seller, there was a restriction, which was that he could only sign a contract with the profits he had earned from the transaction of depreciation.
Currently, the total amount of commissions Fermi has earned from eating out is approximately 600 million gold.
Of course, Fermi also had to constantly buy chips for school life and broker activities.
For example, the chip used to get a perfect score on all 20 items in the main skill test was called 'Air Basics', and it was purchased from a retired certified wizard and the price was about 10 million gold for a 3-month contract.
In this way, the funds currently available for management are about 300 million gold, which is half of the net profit, but it was far short of the amount Fermi was seeking.
In such a situation, a transaction came in that could earn 600 times more money than the operating funds earned so far.
Fermi, who doesn't show emotion often, had no choice but to lose to Miro this time.
"I extract magic safely with depreciation. And with the proceeds from it, the magic is strengthened. Depending on how you use it, it's a very effective ability. The only problem is the fee. I don't know how much you've earned so far, or what kind of magic you've developed to buy these abilities, but if you're still not graduating from school, that means you haven't reached your goal."
Fermi's eyes went cold.
"But I proposed a deal worth 190 billion gold. Even with 99% commission. In other words, 188.1 billion gold will be in your hands in 3 years. Are you really going to miss the chance to buy something different from the magic you've bought so far?"
"ha ha ha! Ha ha ha ha ha!"
Fermi shook his head and smiled.
Even the maze did not know the emotion contained in the smile.
Suddenly, the sound stopped, and Fermi said with a smile on his face.
"answer. After all, you can't lie to your aunt."
"of course. So it's better not to play trivial tricks. Again, the reason I came to you is not because of magic extraction. If there is no way to lift Shirone's moratorium, you have no choice but to find another regular outsider. Of course, 190 billion gold is floating in the air."
"Okay, I got it. I understand, so listen."
Having said that, his mouth did not open for a long time.
Fermi, who was hunched over and leaning on his chin, confessed in passing words.
"There is no way, not at all."
"I knew it would. What?"
Fermi scratched his head with a troubled expression.
"But it is extremely difficult. I tried to pretend I didn't know, not because I wanted to gain something more, but because I didn't even have to think about it. Dangerous aside, it's very inefficient."
"Hearing words like that makes Adrias' blood boil."
"Sometimes magic moneylenders try. Most of the time when the person is dead. In that case, there is only one option left."
Fermi snatched the contract from the table and pointed to the signature line.
"Forge a sign."
"aha."
Miro let out a soulless exclamation.
"But how? If it's a magical contract, the target's will must enter, right?"
"So we need an illegal method. If the current incarnation of Shirone is in a moratorium, we're going to have the replica of the incarnation sign it."
"How do you duplicate an incarnation? Even if it's eating out, it's something you can't do when the incarnation of Shirone is asleep."
"It is not a copy. It's already copied 'somewhere'."
Arius suddenly raised his head.
"no way?"
Miro looked back at Arius.
"Do you know?"
"It is the same principle that I discovered Miro's trauma in Dremo. The human mind flows into Dremo through dreams. Then what happens to the mind of the dead?"
Miro blinked.
"Since the mind of the deceased is no longer capable of productive activity, it fragments and combines with other information. In the process, the remnants of information that cannot be combined are deposited in the lowest layer. Mental wizards call this information 'minority conception'."
Fermi continued.
"Minority conception is unnecessary information to construct the world. It's so common that it doesn't even need to be combined with other information, it's so individual that it's isolated, it's so bizarre that it's ostracized, it's all here. The world created by depositing this information at the bottom is called 'The Abyss'."
Arius answered.
"So it's serious. Information does not have meaning independently and is combined with numerous information. For example, if only 'apple' exists, I don't know what it is. 'Red', 'fruit', 'tree', 'sunshine' and so on refer to each other, and finally we can know what an 'apple' is. On the other hand, minority concepts are those excluded from this union. Because most of the information that makes up this world rejects it. Things like 'murder' and 'torture' are accepted by the world at least, but information below that is the exclusive property of a few."
"The combination of such information is called The Abyss."
"yes. Of course, any information in this world will eventually become a minority concept. Over time, information entropy decreases, and new information takes its place. Therefore, the Abyss is like a tomb where information in this world reaches its end."
Information is all the ingredients that make up this world.
Therefore, Miro could clearly understand what it means to be the final destination of information.
"Is this the last future that this world can reach?"
Arius nodded.
"Apocalypse. Simply put, it is a fictional world that is embodying the end of the world."
Fermi added.
"When the present changes, the Abyss also changes. But the fact that it is an apocalyptic world remains unchanged. It is a combination of discarded information."
"And there… … You mean that information about Shirone might be sunk?"
Fermi went back to square one.
"it's possible. The reason why the Abyss is called hell is that the information of the dead is also accumulated there as a minority concept. However, in the case of a moratorium like Shirone, it is unknown what part was caught as a minority concept. It may be intact, but it may also be significantly damaged."
"If we restore that information and conclude a contract, will it have the same effect as the one signed by the real Shirone?"
"It is possible if it is properly restored. After all, it's information no different from the real Shirone."
Arius was skeptical.
"But how? As productive information, even if we enter Dremo, we will not fall into The Abyss. If you want to go, you have no choice but to die or destroy your mind through severe shock. But then I wouldn't be able to carry out the operation."
Fermi gave a meaningful smile.
"I can go, unharmed."
Miro and Arius looked back at him at the same time.
"You can go? how?"
"Information that goes into Drimo is combined with other information. The pattern of entangled combinations of extreme numbers is infinite. But even odd by human standards, the information is perfectly intertwined to form a vast world. And only the information rejected from there bounces outside of Dremo and accumulates in The Abyss. thus… … ."
Fermi's conclusion was simple.
"We can bounce off too. It's going outside of Dremo. The people who play on this floor call the area this.
It was the first word that even maze said.
"Those who deal with minority concepts are extremely closed. Reality doesn't matter to them. Even aunts may be unfamiliar with it because they create and play in their own world in Under Coder. You will probably be surprised when you visit. There are a lot of really interesting worlds."
"In a word, perversion. Well, I won't bother asking about your taste. Then how do I get into
"I can't tell you yet. It's useless to go to The Abyss now. To restore Shirone's incarnation, it takes those with whom he shares a close bond. But we… … Isn't it?"
"Hmm, then how about asking your friends at the magic school?"
Fermi held out his hand.
"That doesn't work. School is my lifeline. Find someone who has a close relationship with Shirone outside of the magic school. They must also have some level of ability to carry out their duties. These are the two conditions I propose."
"Is it time for you to set conditions? Do you want to earn money?"
Fermi also shook his head without bending this time.
The fact that the school could not be yielded even before a transaction of 190 billion gold was telling us that Fermi's final goal was not simply money.
However, since it was important to wake Shirone right away, it was useless to argue now.
'Anyway, if you want to bypass the moratorium, you'll have no choice but to get Fermi's help.'
At that time, the lady-in-waiting called from outside the door.
"Brother, the meal is ready."
Fermi got up from his seat.
"Let's eat first. We can spend today here and leave tomorrow morning. In the meantime, I will finish preparing to go to
"The deal is done."
When I went down to the first floor, the smell of meat pies was overwhelming.
It was a doner coated with tomato sauce, topped with bacon and vegetables, then sprinkled with cheese and baked in the oven.
Miro opened his mouth wide and took a piece of the cheese-strewn pie, then put on an ecstatic expression.
"Oh, it is so delicious. How hard was it to want to eat this?"
"If anyone sees it, they'll think they've starved for a few days."
At Enrique's words, Miro spread two fingers.
"20 years."
While imprisoned in the dimensional wall, he was completely free from physiological phenomena, but when he returned to the world, his metabolism returned to its original place.
An unknown secret given by Guffin.
Also, this must have been the reason Shirone was able to borrow the results of 127 years.
'Writing a forged contract. To find out what Shirone's collateral is.'
In order to resolve these two issues, it was necessary to bring in someone who had a deep connection with Shirone.
'I must go to Kashan. I have to get an autograph anyway.'
Enrique asked openly.
"So, when are you going to leave this house?"
Miro was lost in thought and didn't answer, so Fermi spoke instead.
"I will be visiting often for the time being. I have something to discuss. Right, aunt?"
"huh? Oh, yes. I'm going to teach you a little bit because you don't graduate and seem to be fooling around."
"I look forward to it. To learn from the world's best wizard."
Enrique looked at the two suspiciously.
Keeping quiet even to your family means that some kind of deal has already been exchanged.
Also, given that the trade partner was a maze, it was clear that he was caught up in something beyond common sense.
'After torturing me like that, now they bring their children in?'
Enrique sighed and resigned himself.
I went through a lot of ridiculous things while getting entangled with the maze, but on the other hand, I had never felt that much fun in my life.
'Okay, let's leave it alone. Could it be that I will drag you to hell?'
It was a very friendly dining spot.
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Chapter - 528 - Helpers (4) 3.txt
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[528] Helper (4)
Northern Eymond Republic.
The Republic of North Eymond, ruled by the iron man Igor, is famous for its reign of terror.
The society is extremely closed, the people are belligerent, and because of the propensity to commit suicide attacks in matters directly related to their own interests, they can be said to be troublemakers in the world that cannot be easily occupied even by powerful countries.
They have a strong legal means of cutting off their wrists if they steal, but the crime continues.
In the Republic itself, it is not uncommon to see even street children wearing small knives, as the people's first requirement is fighting power.
Dormica, the only port city allowed to be opened to other countries, was a time bomb in the West Continent where all kinds of war weapons were traded.
Mercenaries, pirates, and ex-soldiers have settled here, and security is not known.
The reason why even Igor's powerful power cannot sweep away the forces of darkness is that the security forces are no different from other forces.
They usually receive money on the condition that they allow other organizations to trade arms, and in some cases, large-scale wars between the security forces and other organizations take place.
Most of the trade ships entering the port were loaded with weapons, and tourists could not be seen even after washing their eyes.
So it was only natural that everyone's eyes would be focused on a blue-haired woman who had just landed at the port.
"Hey, this is North Eymond."
Miro was a tourist no matter who saw it.
Her long hair was braided and wrapped like a scarf, and she wore light makeup.
She was dressed in accessories perfect for targeting, wore a long sweater with sleeves that fell below her wrists, and the skirt was short enough to expose her thighs, giving her a lively impression overall.
In Dormica, the only women dressed like this would be idiots who sold their bodies or sold their minds.
"Whee! Miss, do you have any guts? Are you saying that if you go around exposing your skin like that in a place full of hungry wolves, you want to be eaten?"
Workers who work to deliver fish approached.
The waterproof overalls smelled fishy, and he had a bunch of kitchen knives hanging from his belt.
The bald man hugged Miro by the shoulders and pressed his face closer.
"How about playing with us? I know some really awesome fun places."
"Oh, I was just looking for a similar place. Where is it?"
"Where are you? right here."
The man brought Miro's hand to his groin.
"Puhaha! how is it? Do you look like a blue whale? I will never catch a fish once… … Aaaaagh!"
The man's eyes widened as if they were going to pop out, then he grabbed him and knelt down.
"My, my… … !"
The workers, who had been staring blankly at her unable to speak in pain, took out kitchen knives and surrounded the maze.
"Is this crazy! do you know who we are If you catch James fish by mistake, you'll be eating fish that day!"
Miro wiped his hands on his clothes as if they were stained with dirt and held them out.
"Ah, done. Do you guys know where the Ostoth Tavern is?"
The steps of the men who were approaching as if they were going to strike at any moment stopped abruptly.
The Ostos Tavern was one of the three forces that enforced its own laws in the lawless area of Dormica.
"what is your identity? If you're trying to figure out how to get out of here, don't leave it to your imagination what you're going to do right here."
Sometimes that is the case.
The fact that those who had no money and no strength mentioned the Ostoth bar to save their lives.
It was to use the rule established there, 'no attack on outsiders'.
"Because I don't know the geography of this place. They say it's at the Ostoth Bar."
As the maze approached, looking left and right without showing the slightest sign of fear, the worker also felt the need to check.
"Who are you looking for there?"
Miro, who was looking around the mall, turned around and smiled.
"The Fallen Virgin."
Miro arrived in front of the Ostos pub by following the road he had heard from the worker, and looked up at the 4-story building.
The first and second floors were taverns, the third floor was an accommodation, and the fourth floor was a gambling hall.
However, the place Miro was heading to was a place not open to the general public but known to everyone, deep underground in the Ostos pub.
When I went down to the second basement floor, there were two prosecutors guarding the large door.
I felt the energy of vigilance on the ground, but from here on, the temperament of living was different.
"Hmm, as expected, you're resourceful."
If it is enough to have a prosecutor of this level as a gatekeeper, it is safe to say that the almost ruined organization has been raised to a level comparable to its heyday.
Above all, it gave me more confidence in that it was an achievement achieved in just one year.
"What are you? Who let you in?"
"Have you ever let anyone in?"
The gatekeepers turned to each other and immediately drew their swords.
"Reveal your identity. This is not a place where puns work."
"oh? I am real."
After striding forward, Miro held out both hands in front of the gatekeeper.
Banya's Kuan Yin field rushed in like the wind, pushing away the gatekeeper and knocking the door open.
About 10 people were randomly scattered in a 40-pyeong room, doing their own chores.
The room surrounded by stone walls was gloomy like an underground tomb, but the most impressive thing was that none of them were shaken by the appearance of uninvited guests.
The three men sitting at the table, smoking and playing cards, didn't even look to the door.
"Keugh! It's a raid."
The gatekeeper crawled in belatedly and called out, but there was still no response.
A man lying in a hammock blowing on a bottle of alcohol burped and turned his head.
"I know, child. We have brains too! Who is the guest this time? Snide, is that you?"
A tall man with a thick cigar said as he pulled out a deck of cards.
"I don't know. There aren't any girls around here who look like that."
A moment of silence ensued.
The man lying in the hammock exclaimed in annoyance.
"Oh really! Anyone step in and do something! It's an attack!"
"Then you can do it."
"Puhahaha!"
Miro just watched as the executives played separately.
At that moment, a woman's voice was heard from behind the large man.
"Okay, who are you?"
When the man opened his eyes, he saw a woman with bobbed hair resembling a cat sitting at a table and bouncing an abacus.
Standing beside him was a pale man with no eyebrows, expressionless enough to make him look like a wax figure.
"Are you the Fallen Mother?"
"Some idiots call it that. But who are you?"
Miro groaned and moved on.
"I thought I had come to my senses after being treated like that at Galliant. I still haven't escaped the thieves."
Clap! Clap!
The moment the words ended, everyone in the room aimed their weapons at the maze.
The action was so swift that it felt as if two pictures had been swapped in an instant.
Miro glanced to the right.
Suddenly, a man without eyebrows approached and held a gun equipped with magic bullets to his temple.
"This is your last chance. Reveal your identity."
"well. Who is it?"
The woman spoke at the same time as her finger on the magic bullet's trigger was bent.
"Stop it, Freeman."
The maze gave it a passing grade.
If you can't even measure the opponent's ability, you don't even deserve to enter the Abyss.
"Does the fact that you bring up the word Galliant mean that you know who I am?"
"of course. The leader of the parrot thieves, Clay Marsha."
The leader of the bandits who were defeated after a fierce battle with Shirone and the others on Galliant Island the other day.
According to Theraje's intelligence, he is an excellent scammer and an outsider.
He used the ability to extract other people's magic due to the trauma of his adoptive father, but it was possible that he was replaced with another ability due to 'catharsis' from Shirone.
After putting away the papers, Marsha turned to the maze and crossed her legs.
He pulled out a long smoking pipe, put it in his mouth, and Freeman quickly returned and lit it.
"Yes, I am Clay Marsha. Then, did you think that even an angel with wings could sit there?"
"Oh, Shirone will be sad to hear it."
At the word Shirone, Marsha's eyebrows moved subtly, but she asked again for the smoking pipe with a calm expression.
"Oh, that kid? I don't know how you know Shirone, but the reality isn't that easy. What I learned is stealing."
Some strength can be demonstrated by letting go of something precious.
Realizing that she was a formidable woman, Miro went straight to the point.
"Shirone has a little problem. If you come, I think it will be of great help in solving the problem."
Marsha didn't even show signs of worrying.
"sorry. I'm busy these days. Find someone else."
"Actually, it is a very serious matter. Maybe I'll never wake up."
Even without knowing everything, Marsha was drawn in her eyes.
Perhaps this time, he would have thrown everything for someone other than himself.
"It's hard. But, as you probably already guessed, Shirone is not my taste."
He left Galliant and wandered around the world, growing his power.
He placed powerful subordinates under his command, settled in the port city of North Eymond, and fought fiercely while gradually forgetting the memory of Shirone.
"good. I'm in the wrong place. Sorry for taking up your busy time."
Miro, who turned around without regret, patted the gatekeeper on the shoulder, who was grinding his teeth, and left the door.
Fermi wanted someone who had a deep emotional connection with Shirone, and Marsha, who experienced 'catharsis', was the first target, but if he had already left his heart, there was no need to waste any more time.
"for a moment."
At Marsha's call, Miro turned around again.
"Why me? If it's enough for a master like you to go around looking for helpers, there won't be many without me, right?"
"well. I don't know too much about that… … ."
Miro shrugged.
"Isn't it because Shirone hugged her with her heart?"
"… … ."
Marsha narrowly opened her eyes and let out a long puff of smoke.
"Everyone is out."
All the executives passed through the maze like a waterway and disappeared out the door in an instant.
* * *
A restaurant in the kingdom of Baiden.
Leaving Raffne Village and finally arriving at a place that could be called a city, Rian was madly chewing meat as if to compensate for his hunger.
Despite his strong body and the great sword on his back, his voracious appetite caught the attention of the people in the restaurant at a glance.
"Mister, give me another steak!"
The restaurant owner grilled the meat and placed it in front of Rian with a terrified expression.
It's already the fourth steak.
Looking at his outfit, he never seemed to have a lot of money, but the aura he exuded was seriously heavy, and he was suffering only inwardly.
"Hey, there, guest."
"yes?"
"I'm sorry, I'm really sorry… … ."
The restaurant owner was almost in tears.
"Will you give me the money?"
Rian, who was staring at it with a blink of an eye, finally realized it and put the tableware down.
"Oh, sorry. It's the way it's going, so you might be suspicious. I'll pay you in advance."
When Rian robbed him of his travel expenses and paid for it, the owner finally looked relieved.
He mustered up the courage to ask if the guest's favor had relieved his tension.
"But maybe… … Isn't your guest the famous Macha knight?"
"A knight of Macha?"
Ramdas's squire quickly spread rumors about Rian, but Rian, who had just arrived in the city, was a stranger.
Above all, he did not even know the name of Ramdas, the opponent he had cut down.
"Yes, Mach's knight. Rumor has it that he is as big as a guest and possesses the strength to wield an enormous sword with one hand."
"Hmm."
Rian thought for a moment and then waved his hand.
"I am just an unknown prosecutor. Macha's knight seems to be someone else."
Some of the guests grumbled annoyedly when Rian was honest.
Rumors tend to be exaggerated, but after seeing Rian's prayers, he was on his own.
"Sheesh, what is it? Wasn't it fake?"
"I know. Confusingly, he wears a greatsword. I mean, that's ridiculously big. I don't think I can even swing it."
"Are there only one or two people like that on this floor? When someone raises their reputation, you and I impersonate each other and get a free ride."
"Still, how do I follow Mach's knight? They say that he single-handedly cut down an entire group of bandits that numbered over 100."
Amidst all the talk, Rian's whole mind was only focused on food.
Just then, the restaurant door burst open and a furry man a head taller than Rian entered.
On his back he wore a huge sword with saw blades on both sides.
"Hey, where is the owner of this restaurant? Serve the highest quality steak and alcohol to the knights of Maha."
"Eh, Mach's knight?"
All eyes were focused.
Rian also watched the man while chewing the meat, as he had heard it now.
'That person is a knight of Maha. It's definitely oversized. Did you learn a swordsmanship similar to mine?'
Satisfied with everyone's attention, the man raised his chin arrogantly and pointed at himself.
"Yes, this body is the future great swordsman who cut down all the Red Spear bandits, the knight of Macha!"
"Pooh!"
Everything he was chewing on ran out of Rian's mouth.
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[529] Helper (5)
People in the restaurant turned to Rian.
The hottest topic in the neighborhood was Macha's knight, so it's no wonder that he was surprised, but it was because he intuited something from the great sword Rian was wearing or the characteristics of his blue hair.
"Could it be that they are both impersonators? Or maybe one side is real."
It wasn't too far from Raffne Village, so it wasn't outrageous that there was a real one among them.
"But that young man himself said, he is not a knight of Macha."
The man who claimed to be a knight of Macha was embarrassed when people's reactions were lukewarm unlike usual.
Then, realizing that the cause was a young man with luckily blue hair who was wearing a greatsword, he approached.
"Hey, you. Is it funny that I'm a knight of Mach? Why are you spitting out what you ate and making a mess?"
"A knight of Macha?"
When Rian asked, the man raised his voice and shouted as if this was an opportunity.
"Yes, I am Rian, the Rising Divine, Knight of Mach!"
'Something like that.'
Rian also knew how prevalent fake names could be as she wandered the world.
Of course, I didn't even imagine that someone would impersonate his name, which is only anonymous.
"You are Rian. Then what's your last name?"
Rumors abounded, but Macha's knight's family was hidden behind a veil, so people's eyes shone with curiosity.
"Do you want to know that? good night! I'll give you a special light today! I'm Rian of the Rian family! It's Rian Rian!"
One of the guests pretended to know.
"It was too. Well, at least Rian deserves the title of Mach's knight."
The Rian family is one of the 7 sects called the 7 swords of the Kingdom of Baiden, and was characterized by exciting swordsmanship like the Ogent family.
'It's the Rian family… … .'
Rian put down the tableware and stood up.
There was no way a swordsman from such a great family would pretend to be someone else's name, but even if it were true, it was unacceptable for someone else to use one of the names that represented the family.
"You are not Rian. The swordsman named Rian is nineteen years old with blue hair, and uses a straight sword rather than a saw blade. And the last name is Ogent. One of the oldest swordsmanship families in Tormia Kingdom."
When Rian made a strange noise, the man staggered.
'What is this bastard?'
His real name is Alf.
A member of a bandit group, he was betrayed by his subordinates while leading a small mountain village, and dreamed of gaining fame by training as a knight.
"Stop talking nonsense! Do you think you will be deceived if you mention the name of another country? And how do you know that?"
Rian approached, scratching the blue-haired head.
"Because I am Rian."
"haha! Are you Rian? what? Rian!"
Alf's eyes widened.
"Yes, Rian. I don't know if it's Macha's knight or what, but I'm Rian anyway. So, if you want to get your name known, either fight it yourself or find out someone else's name."
Cold sweat flowed down the back of Alf, who never knew he would meet the real person in a place like this.
'No, I'm not sure yet. I go around cheating too, so what's not to say that this guy isn't a cheater? All you have to do is dye your hair, and that sword… … .'
Alf couldn't lie to the true value of
It intuitively felt the ideality of the objet, which had no brilliance in its rough form, but could not have even a small scratch, let alone teeth.
"Hey guys, so who is the real Rian?"
"Aren't they both fake? That would be really funny! Fuhahaha!"
The situation in which they both claimed to be Rian was ridiculous regardless of whether it was true or not, and the atmosphere in the restaurant turned into a circus.
'Damn it… … .'
It could be the same impostor, but it could also be real, and more than anything, I felt like this guy was real.
'Do not be ridiculous. Give up here?'
The events of the past few days passed in Alf's mind like a kaleidoscope.
The rising god of swordsmanship, Macha Knight Rian.
The awe-inspiring gazes from people he hadn't received when he was a mere bandit, the unknown swordsmen who came to him with all their might to build friendships, and especially the hospitality in the entertainment district were the best.
'How did I come up here?'
The fact that I realized while living as a knight of Mach is that in the end, the world is all about name value.
It was the logic of the world that a person with the same skill but with a reputation would teach his subordinates in a safe place, and an unknown swordsman would be decapitated by a general's sword while wandering around the battlefield.
"shut up! I am Mach's knight! I am Rian!"
Alf decided to risk the adventure of a lifetime.
Here, you will defeat the blue kid and become a true Mach knight.
"calm down. I'm not trying to fight you. You don't even have to apologize. I'm just going to go back like this and tell you not to use the name Rian from now on. Isn't that the end?"
Alf couldn't accept it.
When it comes out like this, doesn't it seem as if the real and the fake have been decided?
"no! I'm real! If you want to use the name Rian, you'll have to kill me. Why are you not confident? Avoiding a fight must be proof that you are fake!"
A few people nodded their heads proudly.
They had their own reasons, and they regretted trying to finish with words what could have been done with fists.
200 meters away from the restaurant where Rian is.
Miro was eating spicy chicken skewers, a specialty of Weiden, at a stall selling local produce.
Every time she crossed the border several times, her outfit was also evolving.
Her braided hair was pulled up like a sheep, revealing her entire neckline, and she was wearing a robe much larger than her body size, with red letters written on both arms.
"Oh wow, it's spicy. But this is really delicious."
"… … Where the hell did you come from?"
It was a strange outfit to the owner of the stall, but I just thought it was strange because of his outstanding appearance.
"I went all over the place. Oh, give me one more."
The stall owner handed over freshly grilled chicken skewers.
"Eat slowly. If you eat too much, you might feel sick to your stomach."
"are you okay. I even ate snakes in the desert."
"It's a fight! It's a fight in the restaurant alley!"
Then a man ran behind the maze and shouted.
"The knight of Mach has appeared! Gather quickly before you miss a good viewing!"
The owner of the stall looked at the crowd and said,
"Awesome. Mach's knight came here. If it's not the store, I'm going to look around."
"You know, too, the knight of Macha?"
"Everyone knows. Wasn't he the swordsman who not only destroyed the gang of bandits but also defeated Ramdas? Rumors have already spread to the capital of Weiden. What's his name, like Rian?"
"Hmm."
Turning her head toward the restaurant alley, Miro put the remaining half of the chicken skewers in her mouth at once and munched.
"Swing there! I'll scrape it off with a saw blade! Ai, in that case, you should wrestle! Close the gap!"
When Miro arrived in front of the restaurant, an arena had already been built out of crowds.
When the guards arrived, they disbanded on their own, so they seemed to be enjoying the moment by burning their souls.
When I squeezed in and looked at it, the aspect of the battle was quite bizarre.
While the hairy giant wielded a vicious weapon, the blue-haired young man showed no will to fight back even with a sword.
"Hey, what are you doing! fight! Are you scared? If this happens, the saw blade greatsword will be confirmed as Rian!"
The onlookers tried to provoke them, but Rian refused to listen.
While destroying the Red Spear Bandits, Shimma completely disappeared, and only you could decide whether to cut or not.
'Why are you so eager to fight? Do I even need to use a sword for something like this?'
Until now, Rian had been able to wield a sword without hesitation against people who aimed at him, but he did not become a particularly good person.
'It doesn't seem like they're fighting.'
that's the key.
It was because he did not feel any threat from the sword his opponent wielded.
'It's changed since I killed 100 people.'
I can afford to not be nervous, so I can see properly.
'You've become stronger.'
Rian, who finally realized his change, tasted a brief bliss even at the moment of battle.
"You bastard!"
Alf, feeling that as a mockery, charged forward raising his serrated greatsword into the sky.
When Rian, who had been thinking about something else, came to his senses, the saw blade was already 30 centimeters in front.
If it had been before, his heart would have been pounding, but now Rian was seeing it properly.
'It's still okay. There is about a span of margin.'
Rian, whose inertia had been denied, twisted his upper body as if bouncing, and bang! And the serrated greatsword struck the ground.
"what? Wasn't that just weird?"
The onlookers murmured.
It was because the moment Rian dodged the attack, he felt as if the scenery around him was distorted.
Miro's eyes twinkled.
'It's a yaksha.'
With that, the judgment was over.
"You child… … !"
Alf bared his teeth like a wolf, but his legs were slowly drawing back.
Axing, which changes the laws of the body, betrays the future situation that humans expect through learning.
The sense of distance caused the illusion of the eyes, but people who didn't know couldn't help but feel possessed by magic.
"I found it, Rian."
At that time, when Miro entered the confrontation area, Alf frowned and said in displeasure.
"What are you? If you want to go out with the knight of Macha, come later. The confrontation is not over yet."
"No, it's over. I'll tell you who's pretending."
"what? As little as four… … ."
I said so, but I was secretly looking forward to it, so I couldn't stop it openly.
Anyway, if it's a half-and-half chance, isn't it possible to point to yourself?
But unlike the wind, Miro pointed at Alf's face as if he didn't even have to think.
"You are the fake."
As much as he was stabbed by his conscience, Alf went into a rage.
"what! Stop talking nonsense! Do you have any proof that I'm fake?"
"Of course it is. From what I heard, the knight of Macha destroyed the bandits to save the threatened woman. There's no way that such a wonderful person could have looked like you, right? So you are not No, it shouldn't be you."
Reason disappeared from Alf's eyes.
"You damn girl!"
And the moment the serrated greatsword was thrust down vertically, Rian hugged Miro and swung the sword.
"Oh my goodness."
bang! As the swords of the two swords collided for the first time, Alf was stunned by the strength beyond common sense.
"crazy… … !"
To bounce a greatsword down with two hands with one hand.
"Are you okay?"
Rian looked back at the maze and asked.
"Yes, Thanks. As expected, the knight of Macha is kind."
"Go outside. For a third party to enter the venue of the showdown is to damage the reputation of the prosecutor."
The smile of Miro, who pretended to be a young lady, disappeared.
"You are Shirone's friend Rian. You must go with me now."
Rian's face turned pale as if he had been struck by lightning.
"Do you know Shirone? What happened?"
"I need your help. Are you going or not?"
As if there was no need to worry, Rian mounted a greatsword behind his back and announced that he was ready to leave.
"I will go. Where are you now?"
'Phew, it's much easier than Marsha.'
Even now, thinking about the conversation I had with the suspicious Marsha all day long under the guise of interrogation made my bones tingle.
"This damn girl is ignoring me!"
Alf aimed for Miro's back and charged.
He was the leader of a gang of bandits, so he wasn't the type to discriminate between a child and a girl if he was wrong.
"I'll sharpen your face with a saw!"
Miro's eyes, which felt alive, cooled coldly.
The moment she gently pushed Rian's chest away and turned around, a figure of Kannon appeared in her halo.
As the relativity of time activates as if separated from the world, Alf has a strange experience.
In the scale wizard's thoughts, time and space were split to the limit, and the palms were coming down like a fan, following the trajectory of the arm's movement.
The serrated greatsword engaged Miro's palms precisely, and then countless Kannon's palms pushed in succession, compressing the power.
Deed deed deed!
Just by squeezing it from both sides, the thick blade swayed like rubber, and the iron handle shattered like glass, spreading a shockwave.
"Aww!"
Alf, who collapsed with a scream, looked blank when he noticed the smoke rising from between Miro's palms.
As she untied her palms, the red-hot iron plate in the shape of a palm fell with a snapping sound.
"This, this… … ."
It was in a completely compressed state like a thin film, and the iron that had escaped the heat was burning black.
Rian lightly shook his hands and looked at the approaching maze with an absurd expression.
"What the hell are you… … ."
Miro smiled and pushed Rian's back as if he had never done that before.
"let's go. I'll explain as I go."
Thus, the final puzzle for the journey to hell was completed.
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[530] INDERCODER (1)
The carriage that arrived in Basuka, the capital of the Tormia Kingdom, turned quickly and ran towards the underground mountain range.
Miro and Rian were riding in the carriage, and the two continued their conversation while facing each other.
He ran from Biden to this place without stopping for an hour, but when he heard what Shirone had gone through through Miro's mouth, there was no time to even feel tired.
It occurred to him that he might have been caught by a great swindler who was on a different level than Alf, but Miro's ability to shatter Alf's sword was clearly not a skill created by humans.
Also your skills.
'Divine Transcendence Yashara… … .'
Rian, who was lost in thought while looking at the scenery outside the window, asked.
"Do you know what the word smille means?"
"huh? Smille?"
Rian finally brought up her own story.
From the first time he reached divine transcendence in heaven, to the anecdote of eating Ymir's arm, to the anecdote he heard while receiving
"When I hear the hallucination of smille, the wound seems to regenerate quickly. She's already made up her mind not to care about her, but I still want you to know what it is."
"Hmm, yes… … ."
Intrigued by Rian's words, Miro searched for knowledge in his head, but had never heard of Smille.
'Theraze might know… … .'
Anyway, since he wasn't here, I had no choice but to make an analogy based on what I heard.
"Ymir is said to be the apex of a creature that has reached the final stage of anecdotal art. If you ate the arm of such a giant, you might have the ability to regenerate. But I think a little differently."
Rian raised her head.
"Rather, I think I'm related to
"You mean the sword's ability?"
"Rather than that, would you say it's an action that gets involved in something deeper? Grandpa probably extracted an object called
"Then how did Grandpa… … ?"
"I think the village where my grandfather stayed for a while will be a hint. It will also have something to do with the 80 million gold you paid there. In other words,
"But I don't think he would have carried such a large sum of money while fighting bandits."
"The person concerned will not be able to know exactly where Drimo came from. Perhaps the legitimacy of the dream intervened. Above all, if your grandfather doesn't know the world of Drimo, then you have no choice but to understand it, right?"
"Hmm, that's right."
Miro raised his index finger as if to emphasize it.
"The important thing here is who the hell did the extraction if not my grandfather. First of all, the possibility that someone else was involved in the dream is slim, and if so, there is only one possibility left."
Rian swallowed and waited for the next words.
"Pedigree, or lineage. Thoughts that have been accumulated since the previous generations created
"lineage… … ."
"I heard that the Ogent family has both blue and black hair traits? Perhaps the truth is hiding there?"
When I heard Miro's words, I felt like I had found a ray of light in a dark cave.
"Also, that's why I said that the ability to regenerate is related to
"Is it strange?"
"No matter how you look at it, it's not the realm of durability. Therefore, it is the realm of concepts. In other words,
Miro pointed to Rian.
"If complete innocence was the will of our ancestors, it will also be embedded in the traits of our descendants. If bodily information is compromised, she quickly restores it to its original state. So it also explains why her hallucinations, called Smille, were heard by her grandfather."
Rian shook his head in genuine admiration.
Having approached this far with only a small amount of information, I felt like a wizard.
"I think I know something. thank you."
Miro's face was still serious.
"You have to be careful, Rian."
"yes?"
"Even if you say that in
This was the part that Rian was most concerned about.
"Axing called Denai denies the law. That's why transcendental movements are possible without using the limits of muscle strength, but it's the same as if your body breaks if you're greedy anyway. And when that happens over and over again… … ."
In the end, it cannot be revived and the body is destroyed.
Living with that terrible outcome in one's heart is something that only the person concerned cannot feel, so Miro reduced his words.
"Sorry. Hearing it would have only disturbed me."
"it's okay."
Rian smiled.
"There were times when I was terrified, but I'm fine now. Even if the limit is next, I will wield it with all my might. It is the path I have chosen."
Miro nodded his head reverently.
'Is it a big sword?'
It seemed that the Ogent family's family tradition of overcoming any obstacles was intact in Rian.
"You have arrived at your destination."
The coachman announced from the middle of the mountain range where the road was cut off.
From then on, it was around noon when I reached the Ardino family on foot.
Miro knocked on the door, but no one came to meet him.
Raising her eyebrows at the sound she heard from inside, Miro turned the doorknob and the unlocked door opened with a creak.
"Puhaha! So, I mean, I was very good when I was younger. When I go out in town, women can't take their eyes off my face, and I've been hit by a carriage."
"Oh, the appearance that God only heard about in rumors is jealous of?"
"uh? Ah oh! yes! Ha ha ha ha ha!"
Miro looked at Enrique and Marsha laughing and talking excitedly with wide eyes.
Only then did Enrique, realizing that the maze had arrived, suddenly cleared his throat with a serious face.
"Hmmm, are you here? They said it would be very late."
Miro ignored Enrique and approached Marsha.
"When did you arrive? A lot faster than expected?"
"huh? no. I came an hour ago."
"… … ."
The sight of eating and sleeping together for at least three days passed through my head.
No matter what, the affinity could be said to be outstanding.
"When you want to look good to someone, embrace your parents first. It is the basics of socializing."
After whispering that, Marsha waved her hand at Rian.
"long time no see. But you've grown a lot bigger than before?"
"Thank you for helping Shirone."
Rian spoke the words he had prepared in advance.
Seeing Shirone's work as her own, Marsha thought that the only thing that had changed was her size.
"What is gratitude? It's not something you do for free."
As we entered the second floor room along the maze, Fermi, who was talking to Arius, stood up.
"It's fast. I am also your aunt."
There weren't many people in the world who could find the two unidentified people so quickly.
"I'm busy too, so here's the contract."
Miro put the depreciation contract on the table.
On the buyer's signature line was the name of an archmage named Millward.
Once sold, the chips can be transferred to others, but Theraze was not stupid enough to write his signature on someone else's eating out.
"Good. Then, now only Shirone's signature remains."
Marsha interrupted as Fermi held up the contract.
"Wait, show me too."
Marsha was also once used to extracting other people's magic, so it was natural to be curious.
After examining the depreciation transaction contract carefully, she nodded.
"Well done. By digesting chips, battery and omnipotence are activated. You twisted the concept of intake into learning."
In case there would be a need to take advantage of the depreciation trade, Fermi made his own chip and threw it to Marsha.
"It is a clay chip according to the Tormia official standard. The picture engraved on the inlay in the center contains the type of battery, and the mold pattern on the outside contains omnipotence. Once the chips are taken out, they have a shelf life of three days, after which they corrode."
"Hoo."
If it is applied from the moment the chip is taken out, it can be said that Fermi has no expiration date.
You can take it out and use it when you need it.
On the other hand, sellers and buyers must be able to contact Fermi within three days.
"Can I just swallow it?"
"yes. The cells and omnipotence contained in the chip are digested in the stomach for the duration of the contract and eventually disappear. However, as digestion progresses, the balance between omnipotence and omnipotence subtly shifts."
"It means that the efficiency is low."
"Yes. When it is digested by 30%, it requires 1.03 times more concentration than at the beginning. 60% is 1.07, and 90% is 1.12."
"Isn't it significantly deteriorating?"
"You hardly feel it with a single cast. However, in terms of the total period, it is not negligible. Also, if you shoot continuously for a long time, there will be a difference in fatigue to some extent."
It was a problem that could not be called a disadvantage compared to learning magic only by intake without any restrictions.
"now! That aside, now it's Fermi's turn. I've prepared everything, so tell me how to get into Under Coder."
"Ah, that was the condition."
Fermi picked up a glass bottle placed on the bench.
There were dozens of red pills that looked like beans.
"
"Is that medicine in a glass bottle?"
"yes. It's a stimulant called 'Dream Star'. When the medicinal effect is activated, the brain is awakened and connected to the senses of reality just enough to not wake up from the dream. So you can leave the dream without waking up."
Miro grabbed the vial and shook it.
"This is absurd. Do you think such a drug exists?"
"It is extremely difficult to formulate because you need to awaken just enough to barely cross the line between reality and dreams. It's quite expensive, and it's not something you can get with money."
"Are there any side effects?"
"It can't be because it forces the brain to wake up. Being addicted can be hard. But a few times should be fine."
"good. Any detailed plans?"
Fermi turned to Arius and said.
"Four people must have the same dream to carry out the operation. This is called 'address matching', and for now, we have agreed that Mr. Arius will play a role in tuning the mental frequency."
If it was Arius, who was quick with the human mind, he could trust him.
After all, he had no intention of endangering the maze.
"Okay, then preparations are complete."
"I warn you in advance, but the final destination is The Abyss.
Since they had already come this far with that much determination, no one was shaken by the life-threatening warning.
"It doesn't matter, as long as I can save Shirone."
Hearing Rian's solemn resolution, Fermi smiled.
'It will be a fun trip.'
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[531] IN THE CODER (2)
At the point where 24 hours had passed since then, Miro and the others were still unable to even approach the Under Coder.
In order to go to Under Coder, you must first enter Dremo.
The problem was that in order to find Louver, a dreamer, he needed the ability of Lucid Dream to recognize reality even in a dream.
Marsha managed to achieve her lucid dream in only two attempts, but Rian was having a hard time.
"Do you really have to go through Drimo? Can't we just break away from the dream?"
Fermi shook his head.
"Under Coder is a realm outside the mind. Drug designers have tried several times, but they have failed. Dream Star only works in Drimo."
"Did you hear? Let's do it right this time, okay?"
At Marsha's words, Rian nodded despondently and went into the next room.
I followed the advice to reduce psychological pressure, but honestly, I didn't even know what a lucid dream was.
"shit! Do I have to struggle to dream now?"
So the four of them fell into a dream again.
The dream he entered under the control of Arius was a slum with intricately connected alleys.
Miro, Fermi, and Marsha quickly found each other, but Rian was nowhere to be seen this time either.
The place where the three found Rian was an empty lot with scrap materials at the end of the alley.
Miro shook his head as he watched him wielding a rotten piece of wood and muttering something.
"I fell for Lilpin."
Reelpin is the opposite concept of awareness, meaning a state of complete loss of focus in a dream.
"You shouldn't cut it this way, but maybe that way is okay, and if you still have to do it… … ."
said Fermi.
"It's a meaningless murmur."
"hey! Rian! Wake! This is a dream!"
Marsha made a horn and shouted, but Rian couldn't hear it anymore.
Frustrated, she asked Fermi.
"What must I do to get out of Reel Pin?"
"It just needs to be shocking enough to be aware of. But you will wake up from your dream."
As soon as she finished speaking, Marsha strode forward and hit Rian on the back of the head with all her might.
"hey!"
The moment I heard a boom, the real Rian jumped up.
"Aww!"
I had been beaten in my dream, but I was touching the place where I had been hit with a tingling sensation when the door slammed open.
Marsha stood with her shoulders raised and strong.
"However, until you need to hit… … ."
Marsha quickly walked in and raised her hand to hit Rian in the back of the head.
"hey!"
However, it was different from the dream, and this time Marsha's hands were tingling.
"Why are you hitting me?"
"wanna die? Are you doing this on purpose? They say that even ordinary people can do it with the help of experts!"
"I'm dreaming, how do I know it's a dream?"
Marsha let out a long sigh.
"Listen. If you fail, Shirone will never come back here again. Are you still okay?"
Rian's face hardened with tension.
'Yes, I have to save Shirone. But what should I do… … .'
Marsha, knowing that the person she was most upset with was Rian, corrected her expression and read it.
"If technology doesn't work, try it with guts. It's unconditionally awakening in a dream. Think of Shirone."
"I will try again. Let's start right now."
And exactly 24 hours later, all four of them finally gathered in a dream in a lucid dream state.
When I asked for a job in search of Mongin Louver, he suggested three jobs related to love, power, and honor.
And when Miro and his party all refused, he made a playful face and opened a door in his dream.
"Go in. Dream whatever you want."
The party who entered through the door opened their eyes wide at the scenery that had changed in an instant.
The door that came out had already disappeared, and in a world covered in light fog, buildings of impossibly tall heights rose through the sky.
"It is very high. It cannot be compared to Heaven."
"It is not a building that actually exists."
I lowered my head at Arius' voice, and a dog with fluffy blue hair sat there.
Arius's desire to become a labyrinth dog was projected in the form of an incarnation.
"What do you mean by not really?"
"It's just information about the scenery. The specific condition of the building would not have been made."
"It is for ornamental purposes. Like a background prop in a play."
Then the ground shook with a thud.
The faces of the party who reflexively looked at the sky all turned pale.
"cotton candy?"
Marsha said in a trembling voice.
"who… … Did you want to eat cotton candy? then don't speak I would have bought it for you."
"no. It's not just our thoughts. This is also why Drimo is dangerous."
said Fermi.
"Sorry, but there are more serious things than that. It's time for the capsule to dissolve. The drug effect of the Dream Star will be activated soon."
As predicted, the bodies of the four people lying side by side in reality trembled lightly.
As the Dream Star awakened the brain and conveyed the sense of reality to the brain, the landscape of Drimo began to vibrate wildly.
"Kiaaaaa!"
At the same time, the color of the cotton candy turned cloudy, as if it had been soaked in dirty water, and then released like smoke and hit the party.
"It's a start! Pay attention to the focus and run!"
As Fermi led the way, Miro followed and asked.
"Why are you here all of a sudden? Was it bad food?"
"It is because of the medicinal effect. We have become alien beings that we shouldn't be in Dremo."
Rian chin towards the front.
"Then is that normal too?"
Amidst the shaking of the world, all visible structures were falling apart like fragments.
The dream was about to collapse.
"Come this way!"
As Fermi turned sharply and opened the door to the building, the remaining four men jumped toward the door.
The scenery changed again, and the four of them were devastated when they found the endless expanse of the sea outside the deck.
"damn!"
They were in a boat, and no matter where they looked, there was no exit.
"What do we do? This place will soon collapse too."
"You can't get out of Drimo just by changing dimensions like this. We must somehow get to the edge of the sea or find an exit to a new dimension."
"for a moment! Something is wrong!"
The waterway swayed as if the ground was shaking, and the seawater began to rise high.
As if there was a fire under the sea, all kinds of sea creatures jumped out of the water and dived in an arch.
"I guess I can't make it on time."
It may be the end of the information that only 10 meters ahead is the sea.
However, if you believed in it and rowed and made a mistake in your judgment, you would be completely submerged here.
"I-over there… … !"
Marsha paused and pointed at the sky, and everyone turned around.
A giant white pillar the size of a planet descended obliquely from the sky and was submerged in the distant sea.
The four of them stared at the empty space, devastated.
A child's face, lacking a few chromosomes, floated across the sky, and a white pillar was held in the child's mouth.
"Another dimension is starting to interfere."
"Run away! Get off the boat!"
Miro buoyed the party up with air magic and flung herself out of the deck.
As soon as he desperately climbed up into the sky, the child's cheeks dug a hollow, and the water level of the sea water instantly fell and was sucked into the white pillar as if evaporating.
The sight of the planet's seawater being sucked in all at once was beyond common sense, shocking me just to see it.
Arius, who was riding on Miro's back, shouted.
"I found it!"
"where are you?"
"That pillar, no, it's in the straw!"
I found the only passage to another dimension, but I didn't even have to use a child.
When the sea disappeared, air began to be sucked in, and four humans and a dog also entered it.
"Whoa, whoa, whoa."
When the child blew out the air, beautiful soap bubbles were born and flung along with the wind.
Five soap bubbles burst, and Miro and the others looked around with surprised expressions.
Pretty children were playing with soap bubbles.
However, the aftermath of the collapse came immediately, without time to savor the lingering aftertaste of escape.
The children burst into frightened weeping as the darkness began to creep in from far outside the meadow.
As if in response, the ground shook, and at last countless slime-like forms descended from the darkness that covered the sky.
"Nightmare! Never touch! If you touch it, this world will turn into a nightmare!"
"Keeeh!"
Sharp-looking darkness rushed towards Miro and the others.
Rian, who was about to swing his sword reflexively, remembered Arius' advice and immediately denied it.
As the upper body twisted as if the space was distorted, Nightmare passed by narrowly passing his chest.
"Too many numbers!"
Although the speed itself was not very fast, each movement without inertia seemed to use axing.
Miro sent two Nightmares between his flanks and shouted at Fermi.
"Can't we escape by moving through space?"
"Can you keep the focus?"
"Have you forgotten who I am?"
"Then do it quickly!"
As soon as Fermi's words were finished, Miro took everyone and cast space movement, and immediately darkness descended like the sky collapsing and crushed the earth.
thud! thud! thud! thud!
The great darkness endlessly pursued the flashes of space movement, like the leg of an elephant stepping on an ant.
"Where the hell is the end!"
Arius shouted.
"It's expanding because of Nightmare! You will never get out of here!"
"Oh, really!"
When the maze stopped moving in space and set the party down, a huge Nightmare pushed forward from the horizon in a shape resembling a human hand.
"Let's do this until the end!"
Glaring at the Nightmare that was flooding in and covering the world, Miro held out her hands with her palms together in front of her.
Mind transcendence Banya-Sunshujang.
A huge incarnation of Kannon was born from the halo of the labyrinth and pierced Nightmare's heart with the joined hands.
When Miro spread his arms, Hwasin took the same action and tore Nightmare's body from side to side.
"it's okay! let's go!"
Ignoring Rian and Marsha's absurd expressions, Miro immediately casts a spatial shift and escapes everyone outside of Nightmare's realm.
"What's left now?"
Fermi said with an embarrassed expression.
"It's a nightmare."
Cuckoo Cuckoo Cuckoo!
The meadow rocked as if floating on the sea, and then an explosion occurred in the ground.
The maze and the others spread themselves out and zigzag as much as possible, but time slowly started to slow down.
'shit! It's nightmare time.'
Explosive noises were heard from all sides, and pillars of fire shot up from beneath the ground.
And finally, a gigantic explosion that was incomparable to before exploded at the halfway point connecting the party with a line.
Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!
In the slowed time, they all rose into the sky, and were spun freely by the impact.
Marsha could clearly see the slowly moving party as if they were floating.
As I passed Arius, who was pathetically turned upside down and his tongue was sticking out, and my gaze moved back to the flames of the explosion, a thrill I had never experienced in my life filled up.
A huge flame filled with hot heat spread out and became a single flower in full bloom.
Fire flowers are blooming everywhere.
The surface of the flower was shiny as if it had been oiled, and as it burned like gold, it lit up the world like daylight.
"ah… … ."
Marsha looked at it with hazy eyes.
'It's a really awesome nightmare.'
At the same time, time returned.
"Wake!"
Just before losing focus, Miro wrapped Marsha's waist and flew toward the horizon.
Everyone was already gathered around her.
The biggest explosion spread a shock wave, blowing the bodies of Miro and his party hundreds of meters away, and just before falling into the floating reel fin, Miro fell and rolled on the floor.
"Whoa, whoa."
Marsha couldn't calm down her excitement, as if the fierce scene she had just seen was still vivid, and Rian also had a depressed expression.
"You have arrived."
Fermi smiled and pointed forward.
"This is the end of the mind."
No explanation was needed.
It was because the sunset I saw in the meadow far away was right in front of me.
Like a picture painted on a wall, there was no error in size when viewed from a distance.
"Information is no longer being generated. If you cross this boundary, it becomes the domain of undercoders."
Miro courageously rolled up her sleeves and moved on.
"Okay, then shall we begin in earnest?"
Miro, who paused in front of the setting sun, pushed her body as if she had made up her mind, and her body disappeared inside like an illusionary curtain.
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[532] Indercoder (3)
Rian, Fermi, and Marsha followed Miro and crossed the curtain of the setting sun.
In a space as dark as the night sky, lines emitting blue light ran vertically, and glittering lights like stars descended along the lines.
"Don't you feel like you're falling?"
"Precisely because information is transmitted. Gravity has nothing to do with it."
Rian walked to the maze.
"Is this
"You could call it an entrance. Since we are out of Dremo, our information is treated as a minority concept. When the Dream Star's medicinal effect wears off, we too will disintegrate."
"Isn't it dangerous?"
"yes. Because the incarnation was not damaged. It will go down intact because it will not be combined with any other information."
"What about Arius?"
Come to think of it, I didn't see a dog with blue fur.
"He is not an incarnation. It's an illusion that came through our mental channels. You seem to have lost your mind so far."
The maze was passed without much thought.
"doesn't care. I will find a way to contact you. If you don't, you can't do it."
When the drug effect of the Dream Star disappeared, the bodies of the four began to disintegrate into sparkling particles.
Fermi said at the point where the decomposition that started from the limbs passed through the lower and upper body and left only the face.
"I'll see you on the middle floor."
"What is that… … ."
Before Marsha could finish her words, everyone's bodies were disintegrated into light powder and descended along
"Ah, it's the head."
Miro frowned and came to his senses, and Rian, Fermi, and Marsha also had expressions that were no different.
"What do you mean middle class?"
said Fermi, looking around.
"Right here."
Hundreds of mirrors hung in a square room measuring 100 pyeong.
"This is the midpoint of
In front of the human footprints in
"Then what is this mirror?"
"It is a passage that connects the virtual world created by designers. It's called a link. The mirror is the communication protocol they set."
"Hmm, you mean they are connected to different virtual worlds? What worlds are there?"
Fermi cast the trade of depreciation.
The chip, which had a picture of a beehive of four horizontal and four vertical stripes of light, slid down his throat.
"Information Magic Information. It deciphers the protocols of the middle layer into real information."
When the spirit zone was opened, the name of the virtual world and the designer's code name were revealed in the language of reality on the surface of the mirror.
"Here, at the entrance to the mezzanine floor, there is a link to the most popular virtual world of the moment. I'll recite a few, so if there's a world you like, pick one."
Fermi listed the names of the worlds and the code names of their designers.
Human Taste-ID: Swaddling Pig
Dog and Man Love Story – ID: Animal Lover
It's okay even if you don't have limbs-ID: Only the head remains
"stop!"
Marsha held out her hand as if it wasn't worth reading any further.
It may not seem like a big deal, but when I listened to the name of the world, I was reminded of things that would never be tolerated in reality.
'It's a world where people eat human flesh, do best*ality, or do things like body mutilation.'
Even more speculative was the code name connected to the name of the world, and it was clear that he did not feel any guilt.
"It's a feast of all kinds of minority concepts. You mean you can actually try it once you enter that world?"
"There are people who just watch, and there are people who actually play. The ratio is about 5 to 5."
"Of course it's not free, right?"
At Marsha's words, Fermi smiled.
The idea that she would have created this world in hopes of a price was telling me that Marsha was a normal person.
"Unfortunately, 80 percent of the content is free. Most of the designers are just crazy people who have no attachments to the real world. If you use paid content, you can pay with Dream Star. All they need is a Dream Star, and in reality they can be exchanged for currency."
Miro said.
"I roughly understood. Then where do we go?"
"No matter which link you follow, the information keeps crashing. No matter where you choose, the final destination is The Abyss."
"Then let's go over there."
When Miro pointed to the large mirror, Fermi used information magic to see what kind of world it was.
Dead Men Tell No Tales-ID: A mushy corpse
It was a world of playing with corpses, and Fermi decided that this was enough for a beginner.
"It's simple to move on the link. It's the principle behind the world. If you just put your palm on the mirror like this… … ."
Fermi's figure disappeared.
"Hmm, it sure is simple."
Next, when Miro placed her palm, the scene suddenly changed as her reality and her reality reflected in the mirror were reversed.
Feeling as if the reflection in the mirror was her real self from the beginning, Miro realized what the principle behind the world was.
"It is convenient. With this, I can transmit the entire information."
The waiting Fermi shrugged.
"That's it."
After a while, when Rian and Marsha arrived, the group began descending the middle layer in earnest.
The virtual worlds built by humans were of different sizes, and each had its own characteristics in composition and environment, but it was common that terrible things were being done so that it was difficult to open our eyes.
Horrible screams, disgusting acts, the faces of people driven mad by pleasure or pain were already of a different species than humans.
By the time I got on the rink and arrived at the 40th world, Marsha, a regular outsider, was also mentally exhausted.
The labyrinth of impermanence could have endured, but it was unexpected that Fermi would even hum and be happy.
Miro, who had been glancing at Fermi, asked.
"This place looks pretty familiar. How often have you used
"He doesn't come today. By the time I was 12, I was completely absorbed in it, but lately I haven't been interested in it."
'Twelve years old… … .'
Although the nephew met after 20 years, Miro was convinced that Fermi was never a normal human being.
Fermi continued, not paying attention to the terrible screams.
"At one time, I was also the designer of this place. The name of the world, revenge is mine. It was a virtual world where you could embodied the object you hated and take revenge to your heart's content. There, my aunt was also bullied quite a lot by me."
No matter how virtual it is, it would be a frightening thing to walk with the person who tortured you with the same information as yourself.
But instead, Miro burst into laughter.
"Ho-ho-ho! Could it have been popular?"
"no. In the beginning, there were times when we were in the top 1,000 in the popularity rankings of the middle class, but the number of guests decreased as time went on. The world I created eventually sank into The Abyss because I couldn't survive in the middle layer if new information wasn't updated."
"Hmm, that's unfortunate."
"At the time, my pride was hurt. While thinking about how to make her popular, she realized one thing. Was I having fun with torturing and killing her aunt? Come to think of it, it wasn't. What do you think is the reason?"
Miro put her finger on her chin and tried to think.
"Um, well. Because it's not real?"
"no."
Fermi stopped and looked around the maze.
"Because I 'know' it's not real."
Only being locked up is real.
The moment the lid is opened, all concepts are bound to come out and change into new meanings.
"The moment you think that you can go out anytime, all your senses become fake. I haven't been here since then. It's not a place for a realist like me."
'I can go out anytime.'
Miro savored Fermi's words.
In a virtual world created by humans, everyone knows this, but in this reality, no one, including her, could truly think about it.
"Now you have arrived. This is the last virtual world."
The place where Link arrived was a virtual world where parts of the body were amputated and replaced with each other.
I don't know why it's fun, but the dismembered people were ecstatic, and the man with multiple arms was narcissistic with a satisfied expression.
When I got out of it, I finally came to a darkly lit room with only one mirror.
Fermi cast an information spell to decipher the information.
warning. This is the exit of the middle floor. Anyone who doesn't want to go to The Abyss, wake up from your dreams.
"… … It says."
"Awakening from a dream, can I just wait?"
"There is a special method. Anyone who enjoys
Fermi gave a final caution.
"I warn you, but once you enter The Abyss, I don't even know how to get back. Maybe there is no other way."
"No, definitely."
Miro said.
"Because my friend is back. So there must be a way."
Of course, there would be no need to bring up the story that I had gone there again now.
Marsha asked.
"I'd like to hear it before I go, but in exactly what state does Shirone exist in The Abyss? If it's a completely different world, then there's the problem of adapting. I don't think there will be a magic school."
"The pattern of combining information cannot be predicted by humans. However, they will be combined in the most appropriate form in the world of The Abyss. If there is a magic school, of course you are a student there."
"Hmm, so in the end, it means that the most familiar information exists in a combined state."
"yes. That's why we need two people."
If it were two people, they were none other than Marsha and Rian.
"You mean that if we had a strong rapport in real life, we would have a high affinity for information with Shirone, right?"
"yes. The closer the two people's information penetrates, the higher the chance that Shirone's damaged information will be restored. In other words, it cuts the information associated with the Abyss and injects your information."
"Okay, I understand. Then let's go in."
The four of them stopped side by side, looking at the last mirror on the way to The Abyss.
The way to return is still unclear, and the world there must have accumulated the worst information, comparable to the middle layer of
'The destination of information. In other words, the end of this world.'
It was natural to be nervous as it was an unknown world that even Fermi, who had visited
Miro took a deep breath and pointed to the mirror.
"Okay then, who shall we start with? The one who will be the first tourist on the Journey to Hell."
Rian said without giving anyone a chance to step out.
"I will go down and wait."
When Rian held out his hand, the two Lians joined right hands across the mirror.
As Rian in the mirror became real, Rian's body in reality disappeared as if it had been an illusion from the beginning.
"Wow, he's a man too."
"Hey, let's go. Could there be anything worse than dying?"
As Marsha continued to ride the rink out, Miro looked back at Fermi and smiled.
"Are you going too? Aren't you supposed to make money? Or were you thinking of leaving me behind?"
"No way."
Fermi smiled bitterly and reached for the mirror.
It's not that I didn't think about it, but I didn't think that I could take revenge on Miro in the world to the extent that I fell into The Abyss.
'I'm going to do it step by step.'
As Fermi entered the Abyss, Miro smiled at his reflection in the mirror.
"are you okay. Because that's where you are."
Leaving words unintelligible to others, the labyrinth took the first step toward an endless hell.
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