The Villain Wants to Live

CH 182

“Dog, don’t talk nonsense, you son of a b***h!

A curse that had never been uttered out of my mouth echoed like a lion’s roar.

The whole house was in a big slump, and Eprin hit the ground running.

“You son of a b***h!”

The wood steel grabbed her by the back of her neck.

“Stay still.”

“Let go! Let go!”

Eprin was fluttering like a fish out on land, but the wooden steel calmly restrained it.

“It’s your dream. It’s your loss to be shaken.”

“……No!”

“Think of what you’ve learned. Until when are you going to be immature?”

“…….”

The horse really sounded like Desculane’s. Thanks to that, Eprin, who is a little bit true, glared at Dickylene.

He was smiling.

-…….child. You’ll find out someday. From the moment you were conceived…….

At that time, the metal debris scattered by the wood steel was resonant. They cut off the exchange of air and media. In other words, it interrupted the delivery of sound.

“…….”

Dickylene’s mouth moves, but his voice is not heard.

Eprin looks up at the wood steel and stares at Decaylen again.

—…….

Soon after, Decaylen shook his head. But Iprin read the movement of the lips.

You’re the only one in the world. Don’t trust anyone.’

That’s how Decaylen disappeared.

……a quiet, dying mansion room.

Eprin sat on the bed and breathed heavily.

“What the h**l is that crazy guy…….”

Eprin frowned upon. A dog pig – a dung starfish – a skull cub – muttered as he chewed his lips and looked up at the wood steel.

“You’ve got to talk nonsense. Don’t you think so?”

Then Mokgangcheol looked down at her. There was nothing to say to him who was expressionless.

“…I’m right. What kind of dad hates me.”

“…….”

“Poot. Who’s to be fooled.

“…….”

Still, there is no wood steel answer.

“Oh, my God. I’m speechless.….”

Eprin’s face, which had been smirking, is hardened belatedly.

She looked back at the wooden steel.

“…but you.”

He has kept his mouth shut since earlier, in the form of Desculane.

“Why aren’t you saying anything?

Ephrine didn’t know why.

No, I thought I knew, but I tried to deny it.

“…….”

Wooden steel resembles deculane. I have a memory of Desculane, and I never tell lies.

Even if I’d rather choose silence.

“You…….”

Eprin looks at the wooden steel with blank eyes. A piece of emotion rises in his cold pupils.

Pity.

“Why…?”

Exactly—!

The wood-steel banged its finger.

At that moment, the mansion’s room contracted, and Ephryn woke up from her dream.

“Uff!”

He sprang up his upper body. I opened my eyes quickly. I looked around.

But something was wrong.

“……!”

I couldn’t see ahead.

As if there was a blackout everywhere. Or as if you’ve lost your sight…….

“Oh, I can’t see!”

* * *

“Uff!”

A strange voice popped out. I looked back over there.

“…….”

It seems that Eprin, who was sleeping on the floor, has finally woken up, and there is some paper attached to his face, perhaps because of the saliva he spilled.

A business document called the Recordac Supply Survey.

He looked around in that state and flinched. Shiver loudly. And then shout out.

“Oh, I can’t see!”

“…….”

“…Don’t tell me, don’t tell me he is!”

What kind of guy are you talking about.

I shook my head, and Iphrine swung my arms around in the air.

“I can’t see, I can’t see, why, I can’t see.Aaaaaaa———!”

What a pathetic thing to do. As the day goes by, I feel like I’m turning into an even more stupid head.

“I can’t see…….”

I took off the paper stuck to his face with “pyeondong.”

“…….”

Flap, flap, flap.“…….”

The paper sinks to the floor, and Eprin follows the fall in a daze.

“…….”

This time I look back on myself as if I finally understand the situation.

“……Ah.”

Chirzig—Steam rises from the top of his head, and his face turns red like a beet.

“I’m sorry, I’m sorry. I dozed off for a while, so my mind…….”

I floated a piece of paper on him. As soon as he saw it delivered to Yeomdong, Eprin was startled.

“It’s an apology. Write down the condensed milk.”

“…Yes.”

I listened to the fountain pen again. But there was no progress on the sentence.

The letter to be sent to the Imperial Palace will take the form of a sign, and it will be delivered to the emperor as well as his subjects, which is not academic at all, making it difficult to write.

The percentage of books I read in this world is overwhelmingly higher in academic, humanities and magic than literature.

“Hmm…….”

However, there is a very famous manifestation on Earth, not in this world. Seonhyeon’s signature, which is a prestigious name to refer to and is similar to the pronoun of the statement of departure.

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‘신 량(亮)이 아뢰옵니다—’라는 첫 줄로 시작하는, 역사 게임에 관심이 있는 자라면 으레 한 번쯤 읽어봤을 제갈량의 기록.

“……”

I close my eyes and begin to “understand” the sentence that remains in my head.

Reflecting on his mind at the time of his departure – the sidetracked E-Prin has been annoying since earlier – I write down my own line on a white piece of paper….….

* * *

……a meeting is in full swing in the Imperial Palace these days. Meetings are held several times a day, and violent words come and go whether Sophie N attends or not.

The theme is Jun-dong of Masu.

This is due to reports of monsters infested not only in the northern and western continental changes, but also in the mountains and forests of the central part.

“Lohalak is completely defended, but the problem is the North.”

It was a servant’s word. Sofienne sat in power and looked down at them.

“Recordak’s reconnaissance shows that the number of spells amounts to a large number.”

The report from the North caused dismay in the palace.

Scenery of destruction depicted by the scouts. a dense pack of mars That number is well over tens of millions.

said Sophie N.

“So Desculane’s prediction was right.”

“……Yes, for now.”

Everyone in the hall bowed for a moment. His detractors, who criticized him and sarcastically called him a prophet, were ashamed.

“You guys always have clues. Right now? You morons.”

Sophienne rebuked them with a crooked chin.

“”I’m sorry…”….”””

“I don’t want to hear that either! I apologize for everything I do. Don’t do anything to apologize to me in the first place. Now tell me what you think! Is it right to apply to the North?”

Sofien asked. The servants looked at each other’s eyes. I had something to say, but I was afraid of Sophienne’s attention.

“…if Professor Desculane’s prediction is correct.”

Then Noshin Romelok stepped out.

“It’s unrealistic to stop that huge crowd in the North.”

“What about you?”

Sophie N asked back. Romelock continued with a determination.

“At the moment, Professor Desculane is holding Recordac with a determination to become chairman, but it seems right to call him in and repel him in a safer place.”

You’re saying you’re abandoning the North?

“…at the moment, it’s considered the most efficient way. Also, you just have to give up half of it. The main point is the Gate of the Gate, which runs from the North to the Central.”

It was a reasonable measure.

Indeed, it is in the national interest to give up about half of the northern part of the country if it is the most threatening monster wave in nearly 30 years, or in the history of the empire.

In the first place, the North isn’t a very profitable land, there’s no loss of half.”The Gate of Getel is a natural rough spot where massive fighting and siege are possible siege. If we fight all-out against Mazoo where possible…”

Knock Knock—

Then there was a knock in Daejeon. Sophienne and all her servants looked around the door.

“What the h**l?”

What kind of arrogant person dared to intervene during the parliamentary meeting? Romelok let out a rage.

“What kind of man is he?”

—This is a letter from Recordac, North.

“……recordac?”

The words hardened the subjects for a moment. And I looked at Sophie N. She spoke with a blank face.

“Come on in.”

—Your last name is glorious.

Squeak…

Beyond the grand opening door, an adventurer trudged in. with a scroll in one hand

asked Romelok, who frowned.

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“Who sent it?”

“The sender is Desculane von Grahan Eucline. This is from Recordac directly.”

Romelok smiled in vain.

“Huh, what?”

Then Sophien crossed one leg. He nodded in that rather bad posture.

“If it’s a local word, I’d love to hear it. Come and read it.”

“Yes.”

The adventurer knelt down first. Then he opened the letter.

“As much as.”

A throat-wiping cough, watched by numerous subjects.

Soon, a loud voice reached the ceiling of Daejeon.

God Desculane sends a sentence to the faraway king.

The pre-emptive man was unable to bear the great meaning and spirit, and the king was willing to carry the sacred task at such an early age, and God always wanted to be your strength.

It has always been to repay your Majesty’s one word, such an undeserved blessing, that God has always tried not to be idle. All the knights and subjects of the imperial family will be no different from me, and I will always be devoted to supporting you…….

Sophienne heard it bluntly.

His servants were embarrassed for no reason. Some were a little impressed. Desculane’s sentence defended the subjects that Sophiene would despise.

—God was never a professor of the Martap, a self-interested man who was obsessed with his accomplishments. Your Majesty used such God as a teaching wizard, believed in the insignificant meaning I sometimes spit out, and comforted me with laughter, and God was thrilled and determined not to spare my body.

Have you ever done that? Sophienne recalled the words and recalled the old days.

—……and so God has made predictions that will help you a little, judging from the facts and figures scattered on the continent. I hoped that the short thought would not be right, but the sky was indifferent and the cold and strong winds would soon hit the continent.

However, God will not let his inner and outer enemies cause trouble in his empire.

Therefore, it is time for the imperial and the divine powers to unite and for a determined will and a clean reward. When the winter winds hit, the scholars and warriors of the Imperial Palace will surely be your strength.

At the words, the servants bowed their heads for a moment.

Desculane’s sentence went on and on.

In the northern part of Mojin, it was a sentence of loyalty to the people concerned about the continent, encouraged their subjects, and spoke of their grace.

—……God always wanted to be of service to you, and you always believed in God. God has an obligation to repay that faith.

Your Majesty, the North has been in charge of the work of the North, but I will remain here to express your will. Even in the winter of this ordeal, God Desculines will never show his back, even if countless spells cross the borders of the Empire. I’ll make sure you show me your majesty.….Sofien leaned back on power.

The limp body was already stretched out, and a small sigh came out.

—Your Majesty is a hero who will be the light of the Empire and the Continent, and he has the qualities of no good.

The Ugly God will remain in this winter, believing in His Majesty.

May all the gods be in peace, and may all be happy.

That’s the end of the long face. The adventurer, who focused only on reciting, put down the scroll and nodded.

“…….”

a war of silence.

Sofien’s chest was left with the last sentence.

—Please, be happy.

Why is this guy so obsessed with Jim’s happiness. If Jim is happy, he’s going to drop you some bean powder.

But what’s a little more frustrating.

“…a man who writes letters so well.”

Why did you send it to Jim in only one sentence?

“Bring the letter.”

Sophienne said, clenching her tongue. The adventurer held out a letter in the most courteous manner.

She opened the letter again and read it with her eyes. I listened to the professor without a sound.

In time, the conclusion made by the Emperor.

“…I will keep this letter.”

She put the scroll in her product. At the same time, he pointed to Romelok with his chin tip.

“Keep Romelock talking.”

“…….”

Before Desculane’s letter, Romelock, who claimed to abandon the North, briefly became a honeyed mute.

* * *

Recordac, an antique Eukline mansion built in the middle of the Snow Forest.

“I can’t help but see that Decaylen keeps appearing in your dreams…….”

I came into Eprin’s room, and I was speechless for a moment.

There was pink all over the place.

“……Oh, this is. I didn’t decorate it just because I wanted to…I mean, why did you come in all of a sudden?….”

Eprin was embarrassed. He removed the rabbit doll on the bed from the Yeomdong.

I said, shaking my head.

“Anyway, today we’re entering ‘Voice’.”

“……Oh, yes.”

Eprin nodded, procrastinating. He held my pillow tightly in his arms.

“Go to bed first. I’ll see you when the time comes.”

“Oh, yes……. Well…….”

Ephryn lay on my bed hesitatingly. I opened the book sitting on a rocking chair near the fireplace.

“Do I really have to sleep like this?””

He nodded silently. And I read a book.

“…Can I just sleep?”

I glared at him.

“If you ask me more questions–”

“Oh, I don’t ask. I don’t ask.”

“…….”

Eprin finally shut up, and I read again.

Suddenly, I wondered what would happen to the letter sent to the Imperial Palace. I was hoping for some manpower support.

“You know what, professor.”

Ephrine opened her mouth.

“I…… our ah-!”

I blocked the mouth with “Yeondong.”

“Uh-Uh-Uh-Uh-Uh!

“Go to sleep.”

“……Chi!”

Eprin stared at me and shook her head. Whoosh—Turns his back and covers himself with a blanket.

Are you going to sleep now? The moment I was thinking.

“Cool—Cool————”

Eprin fell asleep in three seconds.

“…….”

It was a ridiculous talent, but it was rather good.

I approached him and put my hand on his forehead.

“……Tsk.”

It’s disgusting to feel bare skin contact. However, it is meaningless to wear gloves, so there is nothing we can do.

I forced my eyes to close and fired mana power.

The magic to be implemented is the harmonic series – “Contact of Dreams”.

With this, we could enter the ‘world of voices’ together…….