The World of Masks

The bright full moon mingles with the surrounding stars and embroiders a subtle light in the night sky. I took a deep breath while looking at this game's unique cross-shaped galaxy. A deep blooming breath permeated my lungs with the holy air.

Jack sits in an ambushed village void. I took the chair from where I got it and looked at something with my arms crossed.

"What are you doing?"

Callie approaches and asks. Jack points his finger at the object in front of him as if it were nothing.

"The old Dark Wizard's stooge inventory test."

"Blessings of the Demon King."

What Jack pointed to was a big crystal. Now it was a familiar item for Jack or Callie, but it was also new to look at the moonlight and starry night sky as a backdrop.

It cannot illuminate the surroundings like the sun, but the moonlight, the starlight and the full moon are surprisingly bright. Projecting or reflecting the faint flashes of light falling like a waterfall, the Demon King's blessing emitted an ominous light that was thought to be brilliant.

Callie claws her hands. A few newly crafted skeletons from the village, who were waiting nearby, walked into the nearby villages. Soon, several skeletons came out with chairs. Callie carefully examines the chair that Skeleton brought out. There can be no good chairs in this town that are deprived of civilization, culture, and even poor. All the designs were ugly and old and creaky and squeaky at times. Callie sits next to Jack with at least one better chair. After the mission, the skeletons return to their original position.

"Him. Was he collecting life force?"

"Maybe you saw that I had this."

Bend your chin with one hand and stroke the crystal with the other. The eerie, cold feel tickles my fingertips.

"How much life do you have?"

Callie looks at the crystal with curious eyes. It's the blessing of the Demon King that the Dark Wizard's minions had. It was expected enough. But Jack spoke softly.

"40 minutes."

"· · · · · · · · · · · · · · · · · ·."

Callie's expression is subtle.

"· · · · · · · Were they neighbors?"

"Well, don't think about it. It seemed like they were on an expedition to rob us of their lives in the first place, and it was foolish of them to carry the Demon King's blessing full of precious life."

"I know, but... It's a little · · · · · · · that the servant of the Demon King's left arm stores such a small amount of life in a precious crystal called the Blessing of the Demon King."

It would have been unfair if Chloe had listened. It was obvious that all because of the cowardly wizard, he shot me dry in the mouth. But she wasn't here.

"Were there no other items?"

Callie was distracted from the Blessing of the Demon King when she heard that she didn't have much vitality. I'm interested in other items left by Chloe. Jack showed me a bracelet.

"Nothing much."

A few potions and the sword and armor his men were wearing were all there. There were no ordinary beads of life. Probably everything important was left at the stronghold.

"Crap."

"Poor thing."

The sword and armor were fine, but no, it wasn't nearly as good as the best, but Jack had the Dark Knight's sword and armor, and it was unnecessary to Callie, the Wizard. It wasn't that I was short of money, but it was a piece of cake.

"I've never seen anyone so crappy as a player before."

Callie sighs.

At that time, Jack searched through the Dark Wizard's servant's corpse. That's when I found out the man was a woman, and I found a bracelet on his wrist. I found the player's symbol bracelet, but I wasn't sure if it was the player. It could have been stolen from another player. Jack ordered Callie to turn this corpse into an undead, as the skeleton army was annihilated. Callie raises her staff, joyful and full of vengeance. Nothing happened. Jack looks at the corpse, leaving unfair Callie behind.

I've done experiments on cadavers by destroying the tissue that used to have firearms. At that time, the player's body did not undead. If you think about it, this Dark Wizard's henchman is also a player. I just lost my life because I couldn't undead it. A moment later, her twisted corpse crumbles into the dust, and you can clearly see that she's a player.

"There's a good chance I left everything at the stronghold."

"What a useless human being."

Callie grimaces. Jack just laughed.

'But you were under the Dark Wizard.'

No, it might have been more likely than other NPCs because it was a player. As a Demon King, it was a compelling reasoning to think about the reactions of NPCs who dropped out of school and looked at them.

'Next time we get a chance, let's talk.'

Specifically, through torture. It would also be fun to talk to a player who was walking a similar path to Jack himself. Jack looks at the crystal with slightly anticipated eyes.

* * *

Boom!

The Nervously Punched Staff smashes the Stone Altar. His physical ability was not great because the old wizard who could not afford to be weak was wielding it. But it didn't sound good either. Chloe frowns and covers her ears. The Dark Wizard sighs a few more times, nervously striking the staff. Even that kind of movement seemed to be weak enough to support the strength.

"Huff, huff. Goddamn it!!!"

Even in that state, I utter profanity. He looks hysterical and gives Chloe a scolding look. I felt good about him bursting into tears. No matter how much I thought about it, it was really like bean powder teamwork.

"That fool! You're an idiot! Son of a bitch with all his brain muscles!!"

I swear at someone with a thick mouth. Chloe gives more strength to the hand that was blocking her ears. The sound of that old pig's throat constantly raises the stress index. I wanted to cut the vocal cords right away and turn it off.

Land.

Eventually, I threw away the precious Dark Wizard's staff and sat down on the altar I had been beating so hard. And he breathed heavily.

"Don't overdo yourself, old man."

His face points toward Chloe. Covered in darkness, I can't see his face inside the robe, but I can see that he's staring at himself. Chloe shrugs, her hands raised.

"Don't get mad at me. You haven't done anything wrong now, have you?"

I was worried about you. The Dark Wizard gently gritted Kloe, adding Yalk. But I turned my head as if it was pointless. He recalled his anger again and laughed as he chewed on the target who had just uttered profanity.

"That idiot really knows what he's doing."

I was talking to myself, but I grew up hearing it very vividly in Chloe's ears. Chloe neither agreed nor disagreed. I kept silent, but deep down, I was making fun of the dark wizard.

It's hot, isn't it? '

I couldn't spit it out in words.

Recently, Chloe's human hunt has failed many times. It wasn't like the undead army, led by Chloe and her, was wiped out by the villagers in reverse. There was a man who hit a player. Kill all the Humans in town and take the corpse. A typical Demon King's army was used to raise an army.

'It's probably the same guy who killed Chloe.'

That's not a problem. Now that we know that the man you think is a Dark Knight came all the way up here, it's not enough to move your feet just because he stole a few Humans from the town. The Dark Wizard possesses himself in the defensive abilities of this node, guarding its own troops. There's nothing to be nervous about if a dark knight should come through.

The real problem was that the man you thought was a dark knight wasn't doing the job right. Some villages that have already been ambushed have already been investigated by an army garrison. Above all, the flag you saw in the village where Chloe was attacked was a problem.

'The change bag must be.'

The basic knowledge of the surrounding kingdom has already been investigated. When Chloe first explained the sentence on the flying flag, I thought my heart would stop. The careless behavior of the Dark Knights eventually caught the attention of the nobles. That meant that his efforts to act so cautiously were shattered.

"Damn it!"

Eventually, I burst into old age again. You grab the dropped staff and swing it across the ground. A dull murmur echoes through the dungeon.

As she watched, Chloe was filled with complaints. The helmet covering my face couldn't be more thankful.

'That's really amazing. That guy.'

I wanted to give that coward a high score for being able to make him that hysterical. Moreover, he was completely devastating the northern region, as if he didn't see any other sights. You are pathetic enough to fight as you impersonate the northern nomadic race. Thinking of all the hard years to leave no survivors behind, tears cover my eyes. Jack's unparalleled behavior, on the other hand, impressed Chloe.

When he looked at the Dark Wizard making puncturing castle, he suddenly struck his palm as if he had remembered something.

"Hey, you know,"

He speaks to the dark wizard who still seems to be upset.

"Don't you have better armor? These things don't fit in the castle much."

You pull a sword out of the bracelet you took from a player who may not know it's someone you've kept inside the altar. It was a blade that draws a clean straight line. swing a few times like a protest There was a great sound in the wind pressure. It wasn't a bad sword, but it was definitely flawed compared to the armor used before.

'I don't know anything else, but it hurts my bones to lose my sword and armor.'

At first, I thought it was not a big deal, but the more I used it, the more distinction I felt from my old armor. I brought it up once thinking that maybe that raghead might have something better. Coming back was a killing glance.

"Okay, okay. Don't look at me like that."

Raise your hand as if you are surrendering. Apparently, his remarks seemed to have fainted with the house of fire.

'I think I'll step back from here.'

I was good at teasing.

I thought I had a good look, and Chloe turned her back and left the space. Even after Chloe left, the Dark Wizard had to slap off his anger, cursing for a long time.