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“ … ”

He slowly regained consciousness. Shortly after, the sinister energy of the cave cools his back. Knock knock, knock. The sound of a stilled wind in the cave rattling against the wall. All the sounds that only felt dark were in his ears.

He looked around. A faint torch illuminates the empty iron spear in pink.

Your whole body is naked except for covering important parts.

I tried to move the limbs, but the moving limbs only cheerfully resonate with the sound of the rattling chains without being moved by the restraints.

“Oh my God. ”

It's a little tricky. I can't use my inventory without my hands and feet tied like this.

‘I should have been more careful. ’

Seems to have handled the assassins a bit poorly knowing they weren't meant to be killed. The Wizards knew that no matter how powerful the system was, they were destined to be vulnerable to assassins.

‘.. but even if he hired an article, the results would be similar. ’

For an assassin of that level of skill, Saehan looked at the chains that bind him, which he reasonably suspected would not be much different from the current situation.

Semi-Magic Chain Durability 100/100

A chain with high resistance to magic. Enriched with the magic effect of Mana Eater.

- You can't break it with magic below rank A.

- 'Mana Eater’ - eat Mana until the Redeemer's Mana reaches 1000 or less. (Capacity 23453/300000)

- Reduces all Binder stats by 2. (Minimum 1)

“Ha. ”

This is literally an unanswered chain. You can't cast rank A magic with just 1000 Manaros, but you can't break it without rank A.

As he sighs, footsteps echo through the cavern.

Again and again. The sound of a high heel. Sahan narrows his eyes and watches the sound.

There was a woman who was wearing a black robe all over. I can feel the horrid, grim energy of the Horseman.

She was holding a whip in one hand, and it felt like I knew what the whip was for... but I just wanted to pretend I didn't know.

“Hello? ”

The woman who approached the foothills of Zahan greeted with a gentle greeting.

A sharp voice with a temper unlike that of a fleshy attitude.

“ … ”

When Zahan has no answer, she has a slight twitch in her mouth to see if she's a little upset.

“Give me some answers. I'm the one who said hello. ”

“Uh... ”

“That's a short speech. ”

“ … ”

He frowns. She sighs once, then slaps the whip firmly on the floor. There was a noise in the quiet cave, and the Forgiveness was startled and trembled greatly.

She smiles to see if she was unsatisfied with his contemptuous appearance. Then bend your knees and bring your face closer to him.

“Do you know why I brought you here? ”

Is it the Book of the Moon? ’

He gives you a rough guess, but he doesn't let his heart out and looks at his face. Overall, on chaotic skin, the pupils resemble the color of the blood. Sharp eyes and a high nostril seem to be telling me that temper.

And the sign of the Devil engraved all over my neck.

She looked at her and suddenly remembered something.

These horses. They look so pretty. They must have been very famous horses on the community site.

It was a "Horse Invasion" event, so there were about a dozen cast members, no matter how they played it, but this was one of them.

“... Pocalor? ”

The moment she unconsciously uttered her name. Her smiling face hardened in an instant. Frozen like a frozen cold bone, a mysterious chill emanates from her face.

“… Well..”

‘Pocalor.’

The Demon was made up of a subdivision of the Demon and a subdivision of the Demon, and Pocalor was not the Demon.

Most of the demonic and human wars were annihilated, and when a demon mixes its body with a demon that is not the same demon and makes a child, the individual is infinitely weaker than a normal demon, so its population is very sparse. was the setting up of the community site. In fact, I did.

“Hey, what... did you just say...”

The demon called Pocalor is trembling less, with his whip in his hand.

It's a perfectly normal response. No one on the continent deserves to know that Pocalor exists. Although she received only a few ‘pure blood’ status from the same tribe, she was a child who knew nothing about the war against humanity.

“Oh, that's...”

For a moment, she thought she was mistaken. Soon after seeing her reaction, I came up with a slightly uneasy idea. I thought you said if you stay alert, you can survive in the tiger's den.

Maybe this is...

“Tell me! How, uh, how...”

Sahan ponders for a moment. The reason he knew 'Pocalor’ was because of the community site. She was popular on the community site and equally famous.

That's why if you enter an event and "persuade" it to succeed, it will still be on your side.

Probably because he used Pocalor, one of the 72 demons in Lemegeton, as a motif. Pocalor was originally a left angel, just waiting for the day to return to the kingdom of heaven.

“How do you know my name? ”

As he ponders and gives no answer, angry Pocalor shouts.

“That's it...”

He rolls his head desperately. I started thinking about why Pocalor is a ‘persuasive’ character. Pocalor was famous, and the story was well known on the community site.

Her story was also common enough to scrape the cinematic footage from the game and put it on the community site if she succeeded in persuading Pocalor.

‘.. I think this will get us out of here. ’

The story was roughly like this.

One of the "Humans" cared for Pocalor and Pocalor's mother who had been defeated in the war against humanity and had suffered great injuries.

He was definitely an old man who lived in a rural village. An elderly man with an independent child and an old man with an old husband.

Pocalor said he lived with his old woman and mother for about five years, but that she died not overcoming the wounds inflicted by the war, and that he fell into a deep disease that even the old woman couldn't come out of, and left the house crying in fear of seeing her die.

But it is too risky to say so. First of all, there's no details.

He examined the cooldown of traits. Unfortunately, it was still about eight hours away.

“... tell me. I tried to play with it a little, but if you don't tell me, I'll kill you. ”

A low, intimidating voice. 110% sincerity.

“ … ”

“3.”

‘Oh, shit. ’

If I'm wrong, it's definitely a dead end. Watching that torture whip, you could have just shut up and endured torture, and waited for the cooldown to get you out of here like you were dead...

“2.”

“.. wait! Wait a minute!”

Sahan bites his lower lip tightly.

“1.”

“A long time ago! A long time ago! You were living with my great-grandmother. Right? No matter how shabby the house is, there's always something to bring down. It's been in my family for generations. It's a story. ”

“ … ”

When she hears that, she opens her mouth dazed. Shahan wanted to tell the story. We spin our brains as best we can, and try our best to keep the story straight.

“My great-great-grandfather, the son of my great-grandfather, went to see her after hearing that she had a deep illness.

She told her son about her memories. The story of a cute child named 'Pocalor’ and the memory of the mother of a beautiful child. Their story came as a gift to my husband when there was no joy in life. ”

“…… Ah. ”

As soon as she hears him, she clears her throat for a moment. But then he turned his head as if it didn't make sense again.

“… you're an orphan! You think I didn't know that and kidnapped you? ”

“No, no, no. ”

Saehan once scoured a piece of paper with his record. Fortunately, there was an eight-year gap until the age of eight when he entered the orphanage.

“It was poor. I couldn't report it because I was poor. That's what slums are for. I just went to an orphanage after my father died. Really.”

According to him, Pocalor seems to be having second thoughts.

“... no. You're lying. It doesn't make sense. I only know your name. How did you know his face? ”

Sakhan made a fucked-up face, but desperately stuttered on the video in his head without giving up.

The street, the street. There was... something to be cheated of. Pocalor used to draw, and she would sometimes save money for groceries and sometimes give her dyes to paint.

And she painted her mother and elderly first. From the video, the picture was a well-drawn portrait, even though it was painted by an adult painter. A portrait that resembles Pocalor's mother then and now resembles Pocalor.

“Painting. It's because of painting. There's a painting that's been in my house for generations. I don't know whose painting that is. But it looks exactly like you. That's why I suddenly thought about it. But isn't it more important that you know your name than that? ”

Daughters resemble mothers. Shahan decorated and said as plainly as possible. Please hope you didn't take that painting with you when she left.

“ …… ”

She bites her lower lip. Her pupils wiggle as she slowly looks around in a nervous fashion.

“.. where it is. ”

“Huh?"

“The painting. Where is it?”

“… Oh, my dad sold it. When I was six, I was very sick when I was six. That's when my father sold it and saved me money to cure my illness. ”

“ … ”

She shoots at him as if she were full of them. Maybe he didn't like selling the painting.

“Then you only saw it when you were six. Does it make sense to remember that and find someone similar? ”

Pocalor desperately tried to deny him. Was it because it was horrible to remember the past that lived with humans, or because I didn't want to remember the times when I was happy but unhappy at the same time. Sadhan could not figure it out. Because of the damn chains.

“… Ah. That's...”

“Look, you can't talk. ”

She gathers Maggie in one hand. The frightened Forgiveness struggled.

“It's so pretty! It's so pretty! Even back then, when I was only six years old, the woman in that painting was so beautiful! ”

“ … ”

It's shaking. It's shaking. Pupils, body, mind. Just a little more. Just a little more and the tiger will be repaid soon.

“It was so beautiful, it imprinted on my head. And I have a little bit of a good head.”

It didn't seem like the last sentence. Pocalor stares at you with sharp eyes.

“Either way, the most important thing is that you know your name. Don't you? ”

“… damn it”

She utters her curse once, then rises to her feet. Then I left slowly, shouting again and again. Even if it's the Horsemen, I can't hurt the descendants of my saviors in the past.

“Hey, where are you going? ”

I'll repay your kindness! ’

Fortunately, she did not commit a cry of silence.

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I'm always grateful to everyone for seeing what's missing!