The World of Masks

It was more pain than I imagined. Politon wriggles like a bug on the ground. It feels like the worms are digging through all the blood vessels of my body, if I keep hitting a few hundred blunt metal bats. It was truly unacceptable pain. I literally just wanted to die and be comfortable.

The situation was already a matter of knife to Politon, but Jack left Politon alone. Rather, I opened the distance to block even the risk of attack, even at the risk of suffering. The plan was to postpone the attack until the pain had damaged your mind and you didn't have the energy to counterattack. I sprayed a relaxing potion on the wound as I watched Politon tearing his whole body apart. The wound healed quickly as if it had been bleeding. In awe of the potion's performance, Jack looks at the fallen Politon. Jack spoke softly.

"Do you want to know what happened?"

Politon barely moves his neck to look at Jack.

"The first suspicion was a trivial one. Before you signed a security contract in the dungeon, you asked for the use of the jewelry of the contract by confidential information relating to the Demon King. After using the gems from the contract, you put the gems from the contract back into the bracelet. even though we have to reuse the jewellery of the contract if it works."

Thinking it's going to be a long story, Jack sticks his butt to the floor. You twist your chin with your arms and talk slowly.

"Well, it could be. The jewelry in the contract is so expensive that you might not feel comfortable letting it go. I understand, but I did mention the use of jewelry in the contract, asking for wings of transition, just in case. You strongly refused. that the jewels of the contract have been recovered. That's when I first got suspicious. Even the wings of that precious transition for Dungeon exploration represent your obscenity because of the cost of charging the contract's jewelry? It was weird."

Jack raises his hand and gestures suspiciously.

"The deeper the suspicion was during the contract at the walls of Marlahan. You made a deal with someone else then, too. 'After taking the oath, I put the jewelry in the bracelet, and suddenly I thought, for your safety, I took the jewelry out of the bracelet and made you swear an oath. It seemed like a coincidence, but if it was intentional, why did it have to be? It's simple. The jewelry used was different. Because if it was the jewel of the same contract, I wouldn't be doing such a annoying job. If the jewels are different, it makes sense to think that one is fake. So I thought, what exactly is this contract that you're trying to nullify by using a fake one? And the answer was simple. When you gave up the use of the jewellery of the contract, you asked for the wings of the transition, and then the jewellery of the contract that was on the table was fake. What about the gem deal?"

Jack whispers as if he will give you a secret answer.

"It was a contract to ensure each other's safety in the dungeon. As far as I was concerned, I knew exactly what you were up to. Is there anything else you want to do behind the scenes in the dungeon? So is the contract at the walls of Marlahan. Because one of my contracts was a lie, it was probably a fake one when I swore an oath to someone else. Then naturally, it's the one after that, the one you used in your security contract. There was something else strange about that. When making a contract to ensure your safety, the content was obviously expanding from the start of the provisions in the dungeon, but when the bears think about it, your contract was a little unusual. Then you trigger a contract from inside the dungeon now. It activates the contents of the contract that has been written with 'enough space' from now until the dungeon. 'I said. Well, of course you think about it. You didn't have a contract in place to trigger it from inside the dungeon. I have been suspicious of you ever since. Didn't you notice? I was as far away from you as I could get to this point. It's not just coincidence that you didn't get ambushed."

Politon opens his eyes. Thought he was deceiving everyone according to his plan, but the beginner in front of him had already pierced everything and reversed himself. Along with the pain of constantly attacking the flesh, ten flames rose from my mind and my teeth softly split. But there was still something I didn't understand. I understand your deception, but what does this contract hold for itself? Obviously the contract was made with fake jewelry. Jack laughs, "Cook," to see if you can count on Politon's feelings.

"Are you curious about the pain you're experiencing? Well, there's nothing to hide, so I'll tell you. You know, I have a lot of doubts. especially when it comes to players. I would accept the gem of your contract without a thought. It's unfortunate for you, but one of our contracts at the time is working. Immediately."

Jack pulls something out of the bracelet.

"Because of the jewelry of my contract."

Politon opens his eyes. Ridiculous. The jewelry of the contract he used at the time was obviously a forgery of his own. I haven't seen any gems from the other contracts. A contract gem cannot be hidden because its unique light spreads when activated. At one point, I tried to yell at the nonsense, but a scene passed in the mind of Politon.

'No way!!'

Just twice. There were times when the jewelry of a false contract disappeared from his sight. The man in front of me once before or after the contract, looking at the jewelry of the contract as if it were strange, he did the action of throwing and receiving the jewelry of the contract from under the table.

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Even though the pain did not open his lips, and his tongue did not move smoothly, Politon was forced to speak. It was that shocking. Jack nods lightly.

"Right. So the contract we made at that time was not made out of your fake one, but out of the jewelry of my real contract, and the contract was working, and you were being paid for it."

I've been beaten. I've been beaten. That's all I could think about as a policeman.

"This is your fault, from beginning to end. because I didn't come up with any other plan this time. I switched the jewels just in case, but I was wondering," Huh? It was a little weird. "This wouldn't be what you'd look like if you'd given away the jewellery of the real deal and fulfilled the contract in good faith. Well, after I was sure you were up to the task, I was wondering when you were going to get your ass kicked."

Jack rubs his hands against Politon's clothing. Jack ridicules that all of this is his own doing. Polliton had no choice but to take the heat.

"Well, then. Let's get this over with. I'm getting tired, like you said."

Politon's physical strength was already discharged from the agony of crushing the whole body. I felt like it was time for one last attack. To give poor Politon a final rest, reminiscent of the occasional writhing, crawling worm, Jack stands up. It was an altar of solid stone, so I did not have dirt on my trousers, but I felt bad about the buttocks. Then he grabs his sword and walks to Politon.

"Since you have unilaterally broken the contract, the contract has become a piece of toilet paper after you have broken the contract because of the nature of the jewelry. Now it doesn't matter what I do to you."

Jack raises his sword high. Five flashing torches and two beads of light still shine on the floor of the altar, shining Jack like a Grim Reaper.

"Farewell."

Jack strikes the sword without hesitation.

Caão Ang.

"What!"

Jack's flickering sword is inflicted upon him. My wrist is numb and my sword seems to fall out of my finger. Jack grips his teeth and desperately fixes the sword. At the same time, you make fun of yourself to avoid the sword that is advancing towards you.

Knuckle.

"Grrrgh!"

Your chest is burning. A heavy swinging dagger tears your chain armor apart and leaves you with a long cut.

Whimpering.

Politon's body twists as he launches a surprise attack on Jack. Despite his desperate efforts to launch an ambush on Jack, the effects of the pain seem to remain intact.

"Damn it!!!"

Jack is furious with an unexpected counterattack. At the same time, I was greatly surprised. I didn't know Politon would react there. Jack picks up the sword that bounced off his teeth and swings it at Politon. Normally, we would never win against Politon, but the current Politon was not normal. Jack's machete flies to his neck revealing bare skin, avoiding armor and helmets.

Spatula.

Blood splattered with an exhilarating touch. Jack's sword has successfully ripped the Politon's throat in half. It was time to see if the attack had succeeded and see Jack's cruel smile inside.

"You're the one who kills! '

An evil poison flows from the dead eyes of Politon. Politon was viciously challenged to a skill before he died. The Great Sword shoots out of Jack's neck.

"Huh?"

I didn't know you could wield a sword after a fatal wound. Even if it wasn't the sixth sense that was ringing the bell, we could see that the current situation was dangerous. Jack desperately bends his neck. But the sword of Politon was swift.

Fighting.

Blood spattered everywhere. The last thing Jack saw was his own body collapsing without a neck, and Politon collapsing in blood like he was doing everything he could.

Beep beep.

Jinsuk hurriedly got up from his bed. My whole body was sweating. I grabbed his neck with my bare hands. I was drenched in cold sweat, and I felt a goosebumps on my neck. Fortunately, the neck was properly attached.

"Fuck!!!"

I punched the bed with my fist.

Phew.

Strength has already broken the spring through the mattress, far beyond the average human level. Nevertheless, I did not feel relieved. I felt really dirty. Feels like cold metal is digging into my neck. That feeling of seeing your body fall without your neck, your blood draining, your body losing control, and your head just rising up...

"Oops!!"

The sarcasm fills up. The dust drops off as if it were a game tool and sprints straight to the bathroom. And then I started pouring out everything in my stomach. After emptying all the food I had eaten, I fell for a long time. There was a bad taste of goddess in my mouth as if gastric fluid had flown over.

After clearing his throat, he returned to his room and lay on his bed as if he had fallen down. No matter how many games you play, your body is badly affected by death. The stress caused a sudden rush of fatigue. Jinsuk fainted.

In a quiet house where Jinsuk lost his mind. However, he passed by the living room to clear his stomach and couldn't see because he was distracted by the chaos and shock. Something piled up like a mountain, including glittering lights on and around the dining table where the old quest reward was hidden.

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