EP.44 Those who are not dead have something to say
The Undead jumped up like a person waking up from a long sleep. He did not scream or panic even though his arms and legs were missing. He just looked around, furrowing his thick eyebrows. It was an uncharacteristic reaction for someone whose body was torn apart in a tragic accident.
It will. In fact, wounds of this magnitude were commonplace for the Undead, who did not die even if their limbs were torn and their necks ripped off.
However, the only difference from their daily life is that this land cannot be regenerated because it is a bottomless pit.
After coming to his senses, he shouted with a dumbfounded expression.
“oh! What happened? I must have been torn limb from limb!”
“I am still torn. ruler.”
I stretched out my arms and legs. Instead of being startled, complaining of pain, or wary of me, he quickly took his limb and brought it to his amputation. Rather, he raised his thumb with his hand and smiled cheerfully.
also undead. Falling off a limb is not a big deal.
“Thank you! You are very kind!”
“What. Put it on for now.”
You made the audience wait too long. With my back to the Undead, I spread my arms and shouted to everyone.
“Have you seen it? Voila, resuscitation! What a success! I haven’t attached my limbs yet, but my heart is definitely beating!”
The miracle of bringing the dead back to life. Could it be that I am a Second Advent saint? If you make a religion, dozens of people can be eaten.
Well, to be honest, I just forcibly woke up the Undead from suspended animation. A saintess is no different from a bad military alarm clock.
In any case, it is true that the heart that had stopped beating again. I looked at the regressor and the vampire with a proud smile. Originally, a magician is a species of interest that can only survive if there is an audience. Because their reaction was the driving force that kept me alive.
Especially regressors. A regressor with clues from the past was the biggest reason I woke up the Undead.
‘If it’s that way… I can open my eyes. The undead must have awakened in this way in the past! then! Now is that point?!’
what is the point Please don’t keep saying things like that. Referring to the previous episode, don’t just say ‘that’ and recall it!
Let’s not be in a hurry. Leave the regressors as they are for now. It’s because you can dig it up slowly in the future.
Then you’re a vampire now.
I read the vampire’s thoughts with great anticipation.
The vampire didn’t betray my expectations.
‘You made my heart beat?’
Waves of emotion crash.
The weight of 1200 years was enormous. As if he had witnessed a miracle right in front of his eyes, he widened his eyes in amazement. Comparing his reading mind, he was much more surprised than the person who opened his eyes.
‘no. It is possible because it is Toin. Because he is an immortal who does not die even when he dies, he can make a stopped heart beat again. Just put a spark in it and it can move again. Yes, that’s just a ember…’
But the vampire soon remembered another fact.
Vampires who move blood with blood manipulation are also a type of undead.
‘…Maybe me too?’
If only there was an ember to ignite my dried up body.
If only I could hold that fire in my heart.
‘Can my heart beat again?’
someone’s expectations.
Common sense that I firmly believed in.
Faith that is close to egotism.
The fact that a spirit that seems solid is actually nothing, and all firm beliefs are illusions and can be shattered with a single word from someone.
fun.
I can only live like this, but I feel more joy because of that. The satisfaction of being alive, the self-esteem that I can exist as myself fills my body.
Is it the result of evolution because humans feel the taste and happiness when eating food is advantageous to survival? Or does the food itself contain taste and happiness in the first place?
There’s no need to differentiate.
A sweet taste lingered in my mouth.
While I was intoxicated, the Undead that had finished assembling its limbs stood up. I somehow attached my arms and legs, but no matter how I looked at it, I didn’t think I should expect more results than attaching them with tape.
The Undead held out his right hand to me, with the back of the hand turned inward due to mistaken attachment.
“Nice to meet you! My name is Rash. you are?”
Even if you go back, you should hold your right hand with your right hand, right? I grabbed his hand and shook it.
“I am a new instructor here. They found you over there in the cafeteria, no, in the cabinet, and resuscitated you.”
The moment he raised his hand to shake hands, his right hand dropped. Then, as if he was afraid that his right arm might fall off the main body, he clung to my hand and swayed. I suddenly became a man with two elbows.
Silence lingered in the left. The Undead, looking at his fallen right hand, scratched his head with his remaining left arm and laughed awkwardly.
“haha. Sorry to bother you. If this place were on the ground, we would be there in one second. After all, it’s the bottomless pit, so it takes a long time!”
“What can it be?”
After removing each finger, he placed it back on the arm of the Undead’s elbow. The Undead creaked his recovered right arm and said.
“For some reason, the military government looked down on a living person! Normally, I would just send a lump of iron and peek at it! By the way, what about the rest of the people? Did everyone escape?”
“As for the trainees who were originally here, they all escaped. They are the only ones left.”
As I said that, I quietly read the Undead’s memories. To find out how he ended up being torn limb from limb and thrown into the dump.
Rash the Undead was a prisoner. He was influenced in many ways by the advanced laws and systems of Gunguk and wanted to know more about this place, but Gunguk did not exert as much effort as he wanted to know about Gunguk.
The ecology of the undead race was very different from that of ordinary humans. I didn’t care even if I was hurt, and if I had to do physical labor, I always took the lead in solving it. He never got tired easily, and even when he got hurt, he smiled.
He was obviously a great neighbor. To the point where I wish there was at least one person nearby.
But that doesn’t mean Rashi was a hogu.
As much as the immortal race had no fear of injury or death, they valued honor and norms instead. Even if someone stabs him with a knife, he laughs and goes over it, but he does not tolerate insults that take away his honor.
Unfortunately, a citizen who forgot the adage that the law is far and the fist is near provoked him. It seemed that the military law of a military country closer than a fair fist twisted his survival instinct.
Since savages never get tired of uneducated subjects, they solemnly recited a prayer that would be nothing more than a bad joke between friends who said that slavery was a vocation, but in front of the savage, it turned into a prayer of hope for suicide. Rash, like a well-mannered Toin, showed patience and rebuked him once, but a fool’s suicide attempt usually strikes him more than once.
Rash humbly accepted the will, like a well-mannered native, and tore him to death.
Those who attacked Rash to save him were also torn to death, assuming they agreed.
The military tried to execute him, but there was no way to kill him as he stood up and walked out of the fire. There was only one way to deal with a prisoner when the military didn’t have enough skills to kill something. The military leadership made a decision.
And Rash fell into Tantalus and got along well until he got caught up in the abyss breakout case-.
Hmm. Interesting.
wait. So if you witnessed the escape of Tantalus, wouldn’t you know how to do it?
I got lucky by implication.
“Rashi trainee. Did you talk about it earlier? Did they all escape?”
“Is that so?”
The dead don’t speak.
Thus, immortal immortals are excellent witnesses to tell.
Just as he was a witness in the future of the regressor, the Undead is also a witness to me now. A precious witness who might know the way out of this prison.
“The military authorities are very curious. This is a bottomless pit, a land that is inaccessible by ordinary means. But how the hell did they manage to escape?”
Pretending to be an interrogation, I raised my mind-reading skills to the extreme and asked the Undead a question. As long as he recalls a related memory, I can also get a card called How to Escape the Abyss. Regressors fall into the abyss right before they break out and don’t know much about it.
I watched the Undead with high expectations.
“I don’t know!”
I had to watch him calmly as he shouted.
“Isn’t the enchantress doing something wild and suggesting that we all escape together? It’s better to escape together or something! There was no reason to refuse, so I nodded!”
“…really?”
“exactly!”
Shit. Like this useless immortal.
“Haven’t you heard something passing by? Who he is and how he wrote it.”
“Do you know anything? That foolish sorcerer. He must have escaped by some bizarre means.”
“Ah, seriously think about it.”
“Sorry, but I have no interest in remembering every word a man muttered. Especially if it’s just a juggler’s vanity.”
Without even thinking about recalling his memories, the Undead replied insincerely.
oh my god. I would never have thought that there would be people who erase real memories because they have no hobby of remembering. I couldn’t imagine.
The Undead, who had been clearing his ears, asked again.
“So what did you ask?”
“Isn’t it including my words that you don’t have a hobby to remember?”
There really is no one here who can help me. How can there be no useful information?
no no It must be because I haven’t retrieved enough memories yet. I inquired with a glimmer of hope.
“Then, the second question. Why couldn’t you break out while all the other trainees were breaking out? Were there any disagreements?”
“A conflict of opinions? hmm. there was.”
The Undead recalled the past and said.
“The sly juggler said he would free the prisoner. It’s just that he’s gone mad from his long prison life and suddenly wants to kill everyone who isn’t a prisoner.”
“What if they are not prisoners?”
“The laborers. Yes, those who cooked and cleaned here.”
Tantalus is a large facility, where heinous criminals from all over the world are imprisoned.
A place where even the military could not control it, so it was just released close to neglect. This place was Aguido Island and at the same time, it was an execution site for the military. It was a land that would kill people if they sent them down.
So, the military government used to put tantalus servitude to political giants or ideological criminals who caused chaos in society, which was too burdensome to simply kill. Another name for the death sentence.
“The other prisoners killed so much that only a few were left, but they were still with us. There was quite a bit of rest. But they tried to kill something that could have been escaped together. I objected, but the juggler was reckless.”
“If it was the bottomless pit, the workers would have been quite big criminals, but why did he kill the workers?”
“I don’t know! Again, I have no interest in remembering every word a man murmurs.”
very proud
“I fought him anyway and lost! Maybe it’s because I was beaten so hard that I don’t even remember! Seriously, if this place wasn’t the bottomless pit, I’d just play it right away and punch that skinny face!”
“Is that the end?”
“What else do you have to say?”
Not really helpful.
oh i don’t know I pulled out all the information I could pull out. Now let’s turn it over to the regressors.
“Rashi trainee. See that guy over there?”
The regressor, who had been looking at me with interest while leaning forward, was startled when I pointed it out.
‘uh? me? Why me?’
The Undead looked at the regressor and said nonchalantly.
“You mean that boy?”
“that’s right. That person. I don’t know why, but that person seems to have a lot of interest in you. In a bit of a weird way.”
“what? What nonsense!”
I keep trying to watch like a bystander, but I can’t help it. I don’t tolerate anyone who sucks more honey than me.
I haven’t been able to dig up any decent information, so I’ll have to read your thoughts instead. find out where
“Aren’t you interested in trainee Shay?”
“Of course I’m not interested!”
“Then can I put you to sleep like this? Perhaps sooner or later, Rashi’s trainee will fall asleep again.”
Right after I finished my words, the Undead stumbled in place. He looked down at himself and put on a surprised expression.
“oh? Then I saw that my body was in a weird state. I opened my eyes, but I am still not fully healed! What the hell did you do?”
“It’s like I forced it to stand up by passing electricity through its heart.”
“Ohh! That’s great too! How did you do it!”
The Undead was examining his body to see if the situation where his vitality was in short supply was strange. Because he is an immortal, he has no sense of danger. I asked the regressor once again.
“Are you really okay, trainee Shay? If left alone, Rashi’s trainee would fall asleep like this.”
“…however?”
“Rashe’s trainee is the only one who knew Tantalus before we came…”
Aji yawned from the back of the classroom. Come to think of it, he was there too. It won’t help though.
I corrected my words.
“I am the only human. Shay Trainee. If you have any questions, now is your chance to address them.”
“What does that have to do with me?”
“You have no questions at all?”
“Not at all…”
The regressor, who was about to shout, recalled a certain fact and shut up.
‘No. The Undead have just woken up, so there’s something I need to check.’
With that thought in mind, the regressor’s memories began to trace back to the past.
