Record of a Thousand Lives

Shanette stands still as if frozen.

A thin lump of cold sweat flowed from my back.

“What are you standing there for? Aren't you going to teach me? ”

Minchan approaches behind her back.

Before I even dealt with Moore, the visit was open.

“What are you doing here? ”

Kang Yoon-soo pushed his head out through the door.

In light clothing, he grabs Shanette's wrist with an indiscreet face.

When Shanette is dragged into the ice, he closes the visit.

“Bo, the name of the boy in the hallway was Min Chan. Is he really a serial killer?”

“That's right."

The room was very dark because the lamp was turned off.

Shanette waves her hand to find the lamp, but all she catches is air.

“She's really a serial killer? It didn't seem like much, but it's too much for someone who rapes and murders women. ”

“He used to do that. ”

Kang Yoon-soo said as if she had been through this before.

It was hard to think that Kang Yoon-soo's words were false.

In fact, even though he sometimes had untrustworthy corners, every word he said was true.

Shanette shakes the air and senses something on her fingertips.

It was a lamp.

She lights up the wick in the lamp to illuminate the room.

Kang Yoon-soo, who was holding the sword on his back, was sitting at the edge of the bed.

“If you don't want to die, you have to prepare for tonight. ”

“If I don't die...?" ”

Kang Yoon-soo said as if it were natural.

“If there's a serial killer who only kills beautiful women in this inn, who's the target? ”

* * *

The world only works for me!

That was the Migrant Council motto.

Just a few months ago, Minchan was a shy 18-year-old high school student.

Being harassed by the daily life in the back seat was a happy life, kicking with animations stuck in the corner of the house.

There was nothing I wanted to do.

I had no friends.

When others tried to achieve their studies or dreams, Mi Minchan slept on her desk or read fantasy novels.

Mi Minchan liked fantasy novels.

Especially after reading the novel where the protagonist cheerfully eliminates all the carcinogenic elements, the corners of my heart felt so refreshing.

Especially the story of the high school student going to another world and enjoying surrogacy satisfaction, Lee was his favorite kind of character.

It was a short time when my parents' sighs increased and I was concerned about the future.

Immigration Chan was transferred to an unfamiliar world.

The relocation was a dragon's nest.

“You who are from this world, I must go to sleep soon. Take my magic and prepare for the world's crisis to come. ”

A dragon with a rough scale gave the immigrant chant a mysterious magic and went to sleep.

Min Chan acquired a top skill that was hard for others to acquire.

No effort, no effort.

“Dog! This is ridiculous! ”

Min Chan was excited.

In reality, I had no one to be left alone and seriously worried about every day.

Reality wasn't fun and I didn't want to do anything.

Even the parents who nagged me every day and the teacher who nagged me to study was annoyed.

The terminal that was worn at the time of the transfer reminded me of the phrase, "If you kill Mahjong, you can go back to reality."

“Why go to reality? ”

The world is different now.

I liked this world.

You can play like the characters you read about in fantasy novels.

“I'm glad you didn't study. If he was coming here anyway, it wouldn't have worked. I almost regretted listening to the grown-ups. There's nothing good in listening to old people. ”

The magic passed down by the dragon was brainwashing.

Without certain restrictions, one could mislead and manipulate one's mind as much as possible.

“Awesome. I'll write whatever I want! ”

Against the evils of the world?

Why would I do that with such good magic?

When I saw the protagonists struggling with morality even though they always had good abilities, I was frustrated.

Immigrant Chan roamed the village as soon as he came out of the dragon's nest.

Using brainmagic, Min Chan only brainwashed beautiful women.

Would you mind brainwashing the flower girl Irina?

When you recite a spell to dig into the other person's mind, the magic is demonstrated. Irina says, "The man you broke up with before ran off with your engagement ring.". "

Brainmagic works the more emotionally and mentally vulnerable you are.

On the other hand, it is less effective for people who have been around for a long time or have dry skin.

Minchan made her look handsome to a brainwashed beauty who lacked looks and body type.

However, there were many limitations to brainmagic.

I could only brainwash one person at a time.

“This is frustrating. What magic is so constrained? You can't even make Harems. ”

So Mi Minchan replaced her colleague, who was always with her, if there was a beautiful woman in each village.

Of course, the women who lost their memories when they were brainwashed lost their place and became Mia, but they didn't care at all.

“Who cares? Now I'm a loser. I do whatever I want. I'll always be with a pretty face. Women always look good. ”

Min Chan wanted to be a Munchkin.

The most fearless man in the world.

So I took my beautiful companion on a monster hunt.

But the immigration dinner was all about brainwashing.

Brainwashing is a powerful magic, but it did not work for the monster class.

At first, he had suffered a few life-threatening threats, but Lee Min-chan survived as a shield for his female companion.

“Gaaaah! Help me! Don't leave me! ”

“No, you idiot. I'm the protagonist, and you're the extra. That's why I have to live! ”

I had the audacity to think of Min Chan.

You are the main character.

Have you ever seen a fantasy novel where the protagonist dies in the beginning?

Even if you sacrifice someone else, you have to survive.

Well, there were plenty of women in the garage.

Why doesn't everyone do that?

Don't throw it away if it's useless!

When hunting wasn't easier than he thought, Minchan changed his mind.

I decided to try to work with other travellers from the same reality, besides my beautiful companion.

The first time they went on a joint hunt, they made quite an effort.

“No, Minchan. We'll swing our swords there. If you don't do anything, you'll die! ”

“Hey, man! You really want to be scrubbed? If your level is low, you'll have to hide behind yourself.What kind of monster do you kill? ”

“What? She doesn't know how to handle a dagger, not a spear? No, I hate to say it. What are you doing if you're pretty? This is a hunting ground. At least bring someone who's fighting, not a beauty! ”

Min Chan was deeply offended.

He was a loser.

I can't believe you're treating the protagonist like that.

If you're a fantasy novelist, a loyal friend who just walks down the street with his arms around his neck is essential.

After cursing at the travellers, the migrant dinner skipped meals for a day and was so angry that she moaned.

Moderately stress-relieving elements were needed

As he pondered, he ricocheted his fingers.

“Yeah, you were there, weren't you? ”

Min Chan has obtained a riding whip.

The boy beat the girl every night.

At first, he was also a little hesitant and slightly beaten, but when he saw the woman screaming in pain, he felt excited for some reason.

I was satisfied because I could feel the superiority of my superiority.

“It's okay. I'm the hero. ”

The protagonist rationalizes anything without knowing.

Moreover, nowadays, people enjoy the character who is selfish and unattractive, rather than caring about good and life.

So you can do whatever you want.

Ta-da!

“Aaaaah! Help me! ”

“Huh? Why is it that the only brainwashing skill left by the infamous dragon? If you're going to give it away, you have to give it away like a fantasy novel, like a deceptive artifact! ”

After a day of hunting, Min Chan relieved all the stress that he had caused by hitting all the women.

I've been hunting a lot, but I haven't been able to level up much.

In the beginning, his physical ability was too laggy and his motor nerves were poor.

I would have been better if I had worked harder, but I was lazy even then.

After the hunt, he secretly muttered other people's insults, making his reputation among the travellers very bad.

A few months later, there was not a single tourist party that welcomed the immigration ceremony.

“Why, why don't you put me in the group? ”

“You can't because you're too bad. ”

Min Chan wrapped his head in both hands and sharpened his teeth.

Stupid things. I'm the main character!

That day, I was so angry that I hit a woman with something else instead of a whip.

It was a big club.

Soon after relieving the stress, Mi Minchan realized that the woman was not breathing.

He's dead.

Minchan dropped a club soaked in blood and felt less guilty.

At that moment, a new phrase came to mind in the handset.

Experience gained through genocide synergies.

First kill, extra XP.

When witnesses appear, the crime rate rises.

Increased criminal activity may result in penalties against investigators.

You are level 2 up.

Level up!

Then I realized that Min Chan.

Even if you kill someone, you gain experience.

No, I had better experience than killing monsters!

After that, he went to a traveler who had insulted him on every hunt.

I brainwashed them one by one and killed them all.

The magic dragons gave us to fight the evils of the world was ironically the best means of crime.

Brainmagic skill level has also grown considerably.

At first, the brainwashing, which was possible only for the widow, was gradually able to brainwash until a strong age.

Well, there was still one person who could be brainwashed.

As the crime rate increased, we couldn't stay in one place.

Immigration Chan was sneaking into a small town called Hyledan.

Even here, I brainwashed and killed a woman.

He thought he had no reason to feel guilty at all.

You were the hero.

When the protagonist cheats and does bad things, people like it more because it's fresh and fun.

So what does the protagonist have to gain?

But I felt monotonous and bored after killing the same person every time.

So he brainwashed and commanded.

“Smile. Very happy. ”

That said, the woman who was about to be killed laughed madly until she was about to die.

No matter how painful.

So it tasted even better.

I thought the dinner was my own concern.

At least not with a crying face, right?

* * *

It's been almost a month since Minchan came to Hylea.

Levels have outgrown their thirties.

I wanted to kill more and become stronger faster, but I couldn't because I was avoiding death.

If they hadn't left their position with brain-magic during every inspection, they would have been caught.

It was at the Inn when the Minchan was resting.

A pair of men and women rush through the entrance of the inn.

Both of them were sinful and did not look good.

But the woman with red brown hair was beautiful.

The burn marks on the left side of his face were unfortunate, but that was great.

I thought she was the prettiest woman I'd ever killed.

‘Today is that bitch. ’

It was night.

As I stopped by the bathroom and went back to the room, Mi Minchan was greatly amazed to see the woman walking in front of her.

It was the same woman who came in during the day.

I just showered and smelled good.

Her well-toned body and milky skin caught the attention of Lee Min-chan.

I hardly cared about the burn marks on my face.

She goes into the room without telling you her name, even though we spoke a few words.

I felt sorry for Minchan, but I didn't care.

‘Well, it'll be mine anyway. ’

Immigration Chan entered the room and inspected the equipment.

She was a beauty in a moment.

Not only did I play with it, but I also planned to use it for torture for a long time.

I still lacked stress relief these days.

Immigrant Chan put a whip, club, and dagger in his arms.

“If you get tired of playing with it, I'll kill you. ”

Mi Minchan seemed to be a toy that everyone often rolls around.

Torture and then discard if you're bored, that kind of trivia.

All the extras are thrown away by the protagonist like that.

I can do anything.

I'm tired.

It was dawn.

Immigration Chan walked to her sleeping room.

The door was open.

When the enchantment was ready, the migrant chandelier grabbed the door hook and opened it.

At that moment, my hand reached out from within the room.

His hand tightly wrapped around Lee Min-chan's hair.

“Huh…? ”

Immigration was about to scream a single word.

Kang Yoon-soo grabbed Min Chan's head and smacked him against the window.

Choo-choo!

“Ahhh-!"

Blood runs out.

A shard of broken glass tore through the face of Migrant Chan and dug hard.

“My face...! ”

“You're fine.”

Kang Yoon-soo was consistent with an indifferent attitude.

He smashed the face of the immigration dinner with his bare fist.

Sprinkle-!

Blood erupts from Minchan's nose bones.

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