Clearing the Game at the End of the World Chapter 242

Chapter. 14. One Empire, Three Legends (1)

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– DOOMgay: It’s good that Old Man Woojin is alive… but he seems to be having a lot of trouble mentally. The next morning after hearing that story, I woke up to the sound of a woman screaming. They were the granddaughters of the old man you mentioned. The older one of the two… he said he was getting hungry. Fuck.

– DOOMgay: Of course you thought it should be deleted. I was going to do that. However, it is said that the child, who did not react no matter what he did, somehow realized this and ran towards him as if he were going to die and resisted. After that, my eldest child started screaming like that every time he saw you. The little one became unstable again at that sound and started crying. Can you imagine? The old man in the wheelchair covered himself with spilled soup and said, ‘It happens every morning.’ I’m laughing bitterly while saying this, but Ningiri, you really want to wake up inside and destroy everything. They say it’s a shitty world, but I think this has really gone too far.

– DOOMgay: Well, anyway. In this way, the Special Variant Task Force BDSM has become a group that captures real special variants, chews them, tears them, tastes them, and enjoys them. It’s a funny world. Have you heard of heat flash bombs? It’s a flash bomb that emits a very hot light when it explodes. If hit correctly, the retina will be completely burned and you will be blind. There is also a highly acidic coated bomb that will make depleted uranium bombs obsolete. When it collides with a target, the thin coating breaks and exposes the acidic tip, which slightly melts the target and allows the real lead warhead in the center to penetrate. It’s easy to make and effective. It boasts an unbelievable penetration ability against light armor.

– DOOMgay: This means that the world has become like a game. Equipment made from rare materials that are hard to find and that exhibit powerful and unique abilities. I bet you’ll still feel like you’re playing the game when you get out of there.

– DOOMgay: Oh, I sent you a photo. After meeting you, I went to Area 45 on a retrieval mission, and I heard that the metal type 3 variant seemed to suit your body well. It has characteristics of both metal and mutant living organisms, so it’s a kind of biological hinge that connects your body and mechanical parts…? It seems like he played that kind of role. Of course, after hearing the news I shared, the old man sent a bunch of research materials to Dome. Thanks to you, the repairs to your body are almost complete. At least you won’t have to die of shock when you come out. Congratulations, Professor Park. First of all, survival itself is 100% guaranteed.

– DOOMgay: Since Vex is watching with wide eyes, you won’t be subjected to any strange modifications (such as having your head exploded if you disobey the president’s orders). Sometimes, no, it’s a bit hard to say sometimes. On a regular basis, that woman, Levitt, kidnaps Vex, but when that happens, I, Jesu, or some of our kids who are a bit smarter are sent to watch over her, so it won’t be a big deal. In particular, there was a guy from Happy Blind named Tolman who looked up to you like a god. The human Professor Park is truly the Messiah who escaped from the remnants of the old world and embraced the new world with his whole body. Aside from that guy, the number of people who worship you like a god is growing at an alarming rate. It will be fun when it comes out.

– DOOMgay: So, quickly get rid of those people who think they are fake mutes or something. Because I also want to see Professor Park beat up a raptor.

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“Even though the real world is crazy, you are still crazy.”

Whiuuuung-!

Refreshing morning. The professor was reading a message that had come to him as he passed over the vast sea of clouds. It’s been about a week since I flew through the sky on a balloon, old man Woojin is alive, and the treatment of my monster body in real life has finally ended. All that’s left is to clear these 3 worlds well and get back to that body.

What that means is….

[Shell. Can we just jump down a little bit?]

‘Don’t talk nonsense.’

[why! Don’t you think it would feel really good to be white and fluffy?] This

means that my body can now function properly with just the life support machine, and Hyde is back here again.

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– Noru Drug: Professor Park! Professor Park!

– takealook: You are talking about the paradise of April World!

– Gunpowder and blood: Park Tae-sik is back?

– Jokass: Uh-huh! Don’t speak carelessly! Now, you’re talking about Professor Park, the super-evolved Metal Great, whose body is on a whole different level from second-class citizens like us!

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“Huh. “You guys are still doing the same damn thing.”

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– professor: If you’re going to talk nonsense, I’m leaving.

– Speed Wagon: Oh my. Did you just want to leave without even saying hello to me?

– professor: I was planning to send it to Dana in a separate private message.

– Roru Drug: Argh! Professor Park set fire to the chat room! As soon as it arrived, I poured oil on it!

– Jokass: Accept it humbly. Didn’t you see that photo posted on the community? Bex and Levitt walking around with their arms around each other. Other than the people who already live in a different world than us.

– takealook: I can’t admit it. I can’t admit it!!!! The two most beautiful women of this century are already sold out! And that was blatantly salted right in front of my eyes!!!!

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also!

This means that you can now use the function of the connector properly! Real-time conversation! Now, I am free from the loneliness of feeling like I am on a deserted island and only playing games.

“Three punishment. “Why do you feel like crying?”

[I heard you are good at using magic now? You’re a wizard! If you believe that those clouds will never be soft and stable and support your body-]

“Don’t break the mood, Hyde. Because I feel really good right now. You’ll never know. That strange sense of isolation and loneliness. “My heart has now achieved a peace that is literally like a clear sky.”

[Uh… well. I don’t know my mind, and my body seems never to be at peace.]

Hyde said that and rolled my left eye back. There were people in our group who had been outside since the wee hours of the morning, each carrying a pot or basket, scooping up something to the point of straining their backs.

Of course, there was a large wooden box in my hand. Regardless of the peace that came to my heart, GG’s world was dynamic today as well.

“Here we come again!”

“Otman! “How can water magic not work?”

“This device is being dragged by a spirit! “They are spirits who have already become distant from their contracted elves, and if the magic energy feels stronger than now, they may leave right away!”

“Ugh! Hero! I don’t have time to look away right now!!! “Hurry, hurry, before we all sink!!!”

The professor, who had now let go of the screams coming from behind, responded with a smile.

Wide open!

“Let’s hit it, everyone. “You can’t stop that.”

“What if I can’t stop it?”

In response to Borka’s fearful response, the professor took off the hat he was wearing as if he was paying respects at a funeral.

“I have to share my destiny with the ship.”

“Ship and destiny…? Oh, no. This can’t be happening! I’ve finally reached my children, but just a little longer and I can find them! I can’t die like this! Try something, anything, boss! “You always did something!”

“Hahahahahahahaha. sorry. “I don’t even know how to fly.”

At those words, despair appeared in the werewolf’s slitted eyes.

Far away, beyond the horizon, a white flock was flying towards the balloon the group was riding. I’ve been seeing these for a few days now, so I’m now familiar with the Empire’s enchanted letters.

[Wow… it’s spectacular. Wouldn’t it be nice to be a popular guy wherever you go? Huh?]

“Yes, good. Okay, I’m dying. “I’m going to die.”

Those are all my letters. All. That mass of terror made of paper, not a letter, is all mine.

I wonder what that is. This will be a fan letter sent from the Church of Light and the Church of Mercy from all over the empire.

The beginning of this month dates back three days.

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“Aaaam~ Ah, warrior. “You woke up early.”

“Hey good morning. I made breakfast. Would you like some? “Cloud prawn soup.”

“Wow. I really want to eat it, but I will hold back. If you don’t want to suffocate to death wearing a corset, you have to take care of it…”

“Corset? Ah, empire? Come to think of it, the emperor said he wanted to see you, right?”

“Yes. It’s a great opportunity, but they only say it will be soon and we don’t know when, so we have to prepare like this. “I guess the people of the empire have developed a bad habit of teaching us the exact time because they have the wizard’s letter.”

“hmm. The emperor’s letter hasn’t arrived yet, right? How are you going to get there when you arrive? Jump out?”

“Ah, even a joke. If I fall from here, even a master level knight will die? Our location was Wuthering Heights, close to the outskirts of the empire, so it would probably give us at least some time to get to the capital. Then, you can go to the capital pulling at least an 8-horse carriage with the silver coins you earned from trading with the elves. “There aren’t many things in the world that can’t be done with money, right?”

Although it was a bit cold, the balloon moved forward without any shaking, the air was clear, and the scenery above the clouds was beautiful enough to shake the desolate emotions of people living in the wilderness.

It was the third day after leaving Wuthering Heights. A sacred communication came from the Gwangmyeong Church. The Holy Knights of the Mercy Church ran so quickly that the two groups encountered each other three days after the Relic Guardians departed for Roderick. It was said that the soul of the saint was safely consecrated within the Holy Ark, and now all they had to do was return to the statue in the main altar and perform a small ceremony and it would be placed in the body of a new saint.

Good news. Ah, good news. A woman who has the soul of a saint established within her will soon be able to exercise her powers as a saint. Well, she merges with the soul and inherits her memories and abilities as a saint. This means that you can put aside all complicated details and just get straight to the point. It’s a good thing.

It was nice when, while I was just finishing my breakfast, I received an armful of letters from Holy Knights filled with emotion.

It’s all thanks to Goddess El Samia’s blessings, and if I were to risk my name and honor and be called by a saintly professor, I would run to it no matter what, and I hope that my future will be filled with light and mercy… That’s what it was about. Of course, these paladins will be standing on the same battlefield in the final scene of the scenario, so just looking at the letter that says, ‘I have the highest level of favorability~’ proves that my influence on the battlefield has increased in the future. I kept it neatly in case I needed to use it later.

And that was the time when Lucilla and I were laughing peacefully while having a light breakfast and collecting letters scattered on the bottom of the balloon.

In the morning, when I thought everything was over, another letter arrived.

Palak-

“Hmm? “You’re here again?”

“Ha ha ha ha ha. Well, all the Paladins of Mercy have entered the realm of the empire. They must have sent every single person, so this should be enough. Lucilla, could you please organize the names and families of the paladins who sent the letter? “It will all come in handy later.”

“yes. wait a minute. Let’s see…”

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To the saint of bright blood and righteousness.

hello. I am a believer of mercy living in a small town in the northeastern part of the empire.

I know this kind of letter may be rude, but to convey this overwhelming gratitude…

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“….You’re a commoner, not a paladin?”

“hmm? Well, if you are a faithful believer, you can send a thank you letter. The saint is like a lamp that illuminates the faith… uh… wait a minute. commons? “What the fuck?”

When the professor suddenly raised his head as an ominous thought crossed his mind, another white piece of paper landed on his forehead.

Palak-

“Uh. “It came again.”

One sheet. Another piece on top of that. Countless pieces came together so violently that they caused the instrument to sway.

Palak. Palak. “Uh, huh…”

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Hey warrior?”

The professor grabbed any of the letters that came his way and opened them at random. There was a mixture of all kinds of people, nobles and commoners, but most of the content was the same. Thank you for saving the saint, I wish you blessings for your future, I send good morning greetings to the saint in blood, etc.

Cold sweat broke out on the professor’s forehead as he suddenly remembered that all the famous nobles in the empire had someone to sort their letters.

A letter that anyone can send and cannot be blocked.

The minimum conditions for letter magic are the sender’s heart, the recipient’s heart, and staying in the same place for at least 3 days so that it can be called a place of residence.

Today is the third day since I rode the balloon.

In the flash of thought that came to mind like a flash, the professor recalled a situation that, even though it was a ridiculous fantasy world, was no different from being far-fetched and should not exist.

‘I thought it didn’t apply because it was moving on an apparatus. What if the Archmage’s magic recognizes the ‘instrument’ itself as a residence?’

“Lucilla…? “How many members of the Mercy Church are there in the empire?”

“Hmm… the Empire has designated the Church of Courage as the state religion, so wouldn’t it number around 600,000?”

“And if you include the Gwangmyeong Church….”

“About 1.2 to 1.4 million people? I’m also good at detailing… ah…! Ahhh! “Aaaah!”

Lucilla’s face turned pale as she realized the meaning of my words.

Wow –

a group of huge letters burst through the clouds and soar into the sky, like a white dragon cutting through the blue sky. The sound was truly magnificent, like the sound of waves splitting across a sea of clouds.

A drop of sacred cold sweat from a very famous saint fell on the letter of an unknown commoner.

“Lucilla… Wake up everyone who is still sleeping.”

“Eh… Yes?”

“Wake everyone up! Wake up, grab whatever you have, and scoop out all those damn white smugglers! “If all that comes in, this thing will sink!”

Lucilla, whose face was as white as mine, screamed in an urgent voice and woke up the group, and while they were muttering with sleepy eyes, they were frightened when they saw a white lump slowly but steadily flying towards them and – RURRRRR

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The love of the empire’s countless believers came upon us.

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After three days like that, it’s the fourth day. Every morning, a desperate fight continued without a single drop of blood being shed. Block it, scoop it out, throw it away, block it again. Because it was near the clouds, there was enough moisture, but the magic was sealed because the wind spirits who acted as the helmsmen of the balloon were able to escape due to the magic energy.

Although it had been blocked so far with Notum’s magic and Idrasil’s elemental magic, under the church’s active propagation, the ‘Blood Saint Professor’s miraculous story’ spread at a rapid pace, which meant that the number of letters of gratitude and blessings that arrived every morning increased. .

This morning marks exactly one week since we left Wuthering Heights. The professor frantically scooped out letters from the slowly sinking balloon, but gave up when he saw another pile of letters rising through the clouds in the distance.

The peace of the morning was the tranquility of someone who had let go of everything.

“Aaaah!!! no, I do not want!!! There were so many rumors spreading, but then he died in such a ridiculous way! He was attacked by a pile of letters and fell to his death!!! “I will go down in history as the woman who died in the most stupid way!”

“Lucilla. I don’t know much about human history, but I think it’s legendary enough. “Whether it suits ‘The Woman from Teldrat’… I’ll have to explore it a little more.”

“Even you, this Idrasil!”

Lucilla, who eventually lost her senses after hearing Idrasil’s calm voice that seemed to be sentencing her to death, rushed at the professor.

“Uh oh, try something! that! It’s a letter from a hero! If only the hero jumps out of here, we might be able to survive as long as you die! Jump out now! “Please die for your comrade who lived and died with you, warrior!”

“haha. sorry. Once a letter is sent, it is not sent to the target, but to the target’s residence. “This organization is wrong.”

“Aaaah!!!”

Against the background of the wide blue sky where the morning sun is just rising. A white waterspout poured down on the balloon that was flying quietly, and the balloon, wrapped in green wind, began to sink to the bottom of the flight deck.

The two old wizards, who were toasting Lucilla’s muffled screams with gray sedatives, looked at the professor’s back with empty eyes in the falling balloon.

“Hey Aldrich.”

“why.”

“I just started believing in fate.”

“Is that the case for you too? “Me too.”

“Professor, that guy must have been born under an unlucky star.”

“I think Ro Haram thought, ‘No matter how much I think about it, he is my only warrior and saint.’ “I think they are trying to change it.”

“Hehehehe. That also makes sense. Hehehehe….”

A clump of clear water formed on Otman’s hand as he watched the falling balloon with empty eyes.

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– Speed Wagon: …..Oh my god.

– Jokass: I think it would be best for you to stop looking at your wife. I understand your desire to witness your husband’s final moments, but I think it will remain as a terrible memory for no reason.

– Namba Three: Let’s think positively, brothers. At least I was able to hear the professor’s will in person. any last word?

– Noru Drug: Kkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkk knife as soon as you enter the room, you really are serious kkkkkkkk

– takealook: If this is a talent, then it’s a talent, human. Is this it? Progress was blocked due to system permissions.

– Jokass: That’s it. There is nothing else that is worth this much. It also flows well with the emperor event that preceded it.

– Speed Wagon: The possibility of that happening… is high. In fact, there are few events as good as this for GG play. In fact, it means that the system is speeding up far ahead of the world progress as a certified system. There is no better news than this for players aiming to clear…

– professor: I feel bad. This is a shitty game.

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After a while.

Fuuuuuuu!

The balloon, which had fallen like a meteor onto the wizard’s large water droplet, landed.

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