The Traveling Hero Won’t Let the Innkeeper’s Son Escape

"............... What is this, about? Ruth."

Looks like Ed finally figured out what the experiment Ruth did, too, and he blues his face.

Ruth could only laugh bitterly. Even though I knew the result, if I saw it with this eye, I would feel unacceptable to the oddity.

"... as you can see, Ed. I can't, no, we can't break this mansion thing. I can't even hurt you."

During the last battle with the Shadow Demon, there were several times when the decorative vases that had been placed in the hallway would roll. Still, I never heard the cracking sound of the vase, which was the first discomfort I felt. I don't remember seeing the floor similarly fisted by the Shadow Demon, or the wall where Ruth was slammed, even though it had quite a shock.

"We're eating and drinking what's served here. So I don't know how“ unbreakable ”it would be, but there's no way you can usually bend a spoon with both hands, and there's no way you can't crack a thin plate slapped against the wall, right?

"... Could this mansion be hung with the art of protection or something?

Trying to bend the spoon just like Ruth, Ed, who didn't do well, asks as he puts it back on the table like he gave up.

"I also thought about that. However, by doing it now, I can think of something different…………………………………………………"

Ruth snaps to herself, having no choice but to take a book placed on the table next to the sofa set. Last time I read Happy Afternoon.

He turns the page, tries to cut a piece of paper, but laughs bitterly when he sees it not tearing at all. Ruth can't even break a piece of paper right now.

Placing the book on his knees as he gave up, he turned with only one fingertip and pointed his left index finger to the side of the paper. Pull your finger so that it follows straight paper.

"Huh…………!

Bilili felt his fingertips ripped open, and the pain spreading like a wrinkle and prick. It's not as painful as being badly injured, but cutting your hands off with paper is also quite unpleasant. with that finger. Ruth turns to Ed.

"Look, Ed. Now I cut my finger off with paper. Pretty painful. I did deep into that, so if it's true, it must be full of blood... what do you think?

"............... there's no blood, I'm not bleeding. … my skin is just cut off"

There was no blood on Ruth's fingertips, as Ed said, although there was pain cut with paper. The fingertips have a lot of blood vessels, so most of them should have blood everywhere you cut them. This can't be the way it is supposed to be.

Ed rounded his eyes with surprise but soon began to think.

"Speaking of which, I don't remember bleeding when I fought the Shadow Demon either. Sometimes that wasn't the case at the time...... even when Tiana died in various patterns, there was never a single blood flow. At that time, I assumed that he had died of internal damage to his body, but he had fallen three times down the stairs and died, but there was no chance that he would ever bleed..."

Ed seems to have noticed the discomfort so far.

The first time Ruth noticed it was when the Shadow Demon hit him. Ruth probably had a broken tooth at that time, and he had the pain of tearing it off his face, so if it was true, he would have been bleeding. But when I asked Ed how it was, he said, 'I'm not bleeding'. That's why I thought it was weird.

I wonder why it hurts so much that not a drop of blood has flowed.

"What's more, Ed's clothes."

"My clothes?

"Ed, by his racial nature, changes the size of his body, doesn't he?

"Ah, Yes."

"Do you have the ability to change what you're wearing?

"What are you wearing? Do you mean clothes? There's no such thing as the ability to change clothes to the growth of your body - ah!

Ed looked down at his body.

"Yes, Ed was taller than I was outside the mansion. Yet the little borrowed clothes were not torn. It wouldn't be strange if such small clothes were normally vile."

At first, Ed's body grew but his clothes didn't change because Ruth's loaned clothes were a little larger. Until he actually came in front of the mansion, I guess that's really why.

Earlier, however, changes in clothing that fit Ed's body as an adult cannot be justified because the clothes are large. Obviously, it's weird.

"Mansion stuff doesn't break. We are in pain. [M] He also dies. But there is no blood. Clothes stretch and shrink on their own...... what is this all about? This can't be real."

"Yeah, that's it."

"That?"

"This can't be real." - I mean, maybe this place isn't real. "

To Ruth's words, Ed gave a look that didn't make sense for a moment, but when he blinked several times, he frowned.

"……… eh? That this isn't real... Huh?

"This is only my hypothesis. There is no certainty that it fits, and there could be more complicated sorcery just because I don't know it in the first place. But……"

I'm not so confident in the answers I've led. It could be an answer full of contradictions filled with holes from other people's point of view. But this was the only thing Ruth could think of right now.

"We thought" time is rolling back and repeating itself. "But then there are a few strange situations. The same goes for plates and blood, unless it's a flawed house with windows in the mansion that don't open in the guest house, right?

There were many inconsistencies from the beginning. The refined architecture of this mansion that Ruth was feeling in the first place. There are many technologies that go with the wind today but are not suitable for this world somewhere. I was normally impressed at first, but if you think about it carefully, it's too uncomfortable. Given the architectural skills of this world, it's not realistic.

"So one hypothesis came to mind. The truth is, we're not living in the real world -- we're being captured in some kind of technique, and we're being forced to exist in a repeating world."

As a means of making this “repeating world” exist, Ruth conceived three ways.

"The first is how to actually rewind time. It was the first way we felt."

This is not strange if the person who is dead is alive or if the injury is healing. But in the first place, it's a mystery whether such a technique exists that could destroy the reason of the world. Besides, I don't know why the phenomenon of things not breaking, not bleeding, and changing clothes is happening.

"The second is how we are playing a world of pseudo-rewinding, recovering injuries and deaths, and yet erasing memories"

This would be as successful as the first. But it is also against the law of life to “bring the dead back to life", so it is a mystery whether such a technique exists. And I don't see why three equally odd phenomena are happening.

"And the third is how we are forced to exist in a world that is not real"

To put it bluntly, that someone is intentionally making me see something like a dream. This is not strange if everything is back to normal because neither injury nor death is real. I mean, I'm just being illusioned that I'm "repeating time”.

And this way, we can see that there are three strange phenomena going on.

"What do you mean? How do you know that there are three phenomena going on when it's a world that someone has created? I don't see any relevance or inevitability."

"I don't know about necessity, either."

"Huh??

"But even if we don't know why, we do. This world was created freely by someone's intentions, out of the way it works in real life."

This world exists so that someone makes it and it's convenient for that "who”. So there's a strange contradiction, and there's a debacle.

Whether the mansion is unbroken, bleeding, or changing clothes is due to the convenience or breakdown of someone - the "producer”.

I mean, if this isn't real, I can see that it's not "weird" even if there's a bunch of weird phenomena going on here.

"I admit it's a pretty forceful way of thinking. But I still feel compelled to think that we're doing the same thing to make people see the same dream world instead of turning back time or resurrecting the dead."

"But... dreams, how long have we been like that...?

"Dungeon, you lost your way home, didn't you? I think it's possible we've already been in this world since then."

"Speaking of which, it seems the air was somewhat different... at that point we were lured into being shown hallucinations, or something?

"I think it's possible"

The flesh you are feeling is only what is in your consciousness. I'm sure Ruth and the others “main body" will be imprisoned somewhere when they get to the side of the mansion, with a good chance of being unconscious.

"Sure... I think that explains why that shadow demon suddenly appeared or immediately grasped our position. If this world was built, the producer would know exactly where it is in the mansion... so it's no use hiding."

"Yeah. I think that's what this is all about"

Ruth spoke at once and moistened her dry throat with the tea Dorthe had put in for her.

The feeling that the body absorbs moisture just seems real. The pain I received in the battle didn't seem fake either. The reality that this place isn't real is scarce because of it.

But I guess that is the intention of the producer in itself. For that person, Ruth and the others must have a need to assume this is real.

Ed, similarly drank out of tea next to Ruth, makes a slightly neat face.

"When that happens, what is the intent of the producer? Why are you keeping us trapped in this world and spending the same amount of time?

"... um, unfortunately, you still have no idea what's going on around there."

I don't understand the producer's intentions at all.

I can't even tell if it's a coincidence that Ruth and the others are in this world in the first place, really due to the producer's intentions. And I can't even predict that Ruth and the others who realized this would start interfering. But there's one thing I can say.

"I'm sure for the producer, Ed's presence was unexpected?

Producers must not be able to put Ed to work on individuals, even if they can make him exist in this world. So Ruth expects that Ed couldn't have lost his memory or that a shadow demon for him would appear.

And even in such a situation, there must be a "reason” why we can't exclude Ed from this world.

(Well, considering that. Producers are likely to have deliberately locked our consciousness into this world...)

However, Ruth still doesn't know why. Anyway, there are things I don't know.

"Well, we got a grip on the situation, then let's move to get out of here"

When Ruth stood up, Ed put his foot off the couch the same way. Keep hurrying and come by the side.

"What exactly do you do?

Ruth grinned bitterly at Ed as he turned his innocent anticipation gaze toward him.

"I'm going to get along with Tiana, I'm going to flex the people at the mansion, and we're all going to have a game tournament in the middle of the night"

"Eh?"

Ed frowned at Ruth's words.