Chapter 130 – Entering the Inside

The inside was surprisingly bright and cool. It was distinctly different from the ant nest in Werner’s memory or the iron ore where he had to fight Gawain. However, I don’t know if this coolness is really because the temperature inside the building is low, or if there are other reasons.

Of course, the surprise attack was impossible because the barrier was suddenly broken, and the lobby was full of troops from the Black Round Table who came out to intercept the intruders. But… well, it didn’t mean much anyway.

“Heukikgongpajang (黑翼攻破掌) first brother – Dancheon (斷天).”

“Phantom Magic – High Card.”

“Thunderbolt, crawl like a snake.”

Because our opponents were us. How can ordinary people who have just undergone some training overcome the combo of the Heavenly Demon, the continent’s greatest thief, and the archmage? The synergy between fighter, thief, and mage is a fraudulent combination that needs no mention.

To express the difference between us and those mischievous people, there would be a difference between a rat and a brown bear. As long as you don’t take some weird pills, you won’t be able to beat us.

“This is a one-sided massacre.”

I stepped on and passed through the pile of corpses that were rolling around. Honestly, these crap didn’t even deserve a reason for me to be careful with my steps.

“… Well, this isn’t the first time we’ve had a one-sided massacre, so there’s nothing to be surprised about.”

Well, even during ＜Dragnity Fantasy 1＞, most of them were portrayed as easily won, except for the demon-level bosses. Of course, as is the case with games, the actual difficulty and the story difficulty did not always match.

“Then, shall we move to the basement?”

Anxiety that I didn’t want to think of for a moment passed through my brain. The children who disappeared from the capital. Even if it was a black round table, it would have stood out if he had led that many children to other areas. However, there was no such sighting information in other areas.

By the way, the facility we are now settling in was located in a wilderness not far from the capital. In addition, it was an easy place to hide ‘something’ because it was imprisoned in a barrier, so it was not easily accessible. If I were… or, it’s disgusting to imagine, a member of them… I’d lock my children here.

But what the hell are you trying to do by locking them up? Are you trying to get me to go through all the fucking training that my old self went through? No, that would be better. If that’s the case, I’ll rescue them and return them to their families, send the children without a connection to a reliable facility, and I’ll sponsor them.

But… there was a hypothesis that I wanted to deny anyway. It is a hypothesis about the identity of a facility that does not dare to leave the vicinity of the capital, hides the facility in top secrecy, and kidnaps children.

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No… it won’t be. I just wanted to believe that I was overreacting.

—–

What would you answer if asked what is the cruelest thing in the world? massacre? dictator? a killer? War? calamity? Surely all of them are disgustingly cruel… but if someone asked me that question, I would say it’s real.

Reality is always cruel enough to exceed expectations. He was a bastard who said that the reality is to hold up and ridicule the possibility in front of a person who pleads for a possibility that he wants to deny anyway, or that possibility is all right. That bastard always brought all sorts of evil things: wars, dictatorships, murders, rapes, disasters.

And now, that bastard was holding and shaking children distorted by human experiments… in front of me.

A child who has dried up like a mummy, a child who has become as gigantic as a bear and howls, a child whose body has turned half of his body into a monster, a child who has become distorted into an indescribable shape and only repeats the words asking to be killed…

I’ve seen all kinds of things in my life… but I couldn’t stand a sight like that and vomited. It wasn’t because those poor kids were disgusting. I was just disgusted with the black round table that made the children like that, and myself for not being able to protect those children.

“Uh uh uh…”

Squa patted me on the back, and the Heavenly Demon old man began to look at the children’s condition. Yes… even if it looks like this now, if you focus on treatment, you will be able to return to normal. It will cost a fortune, but the money Werner has saved will suffice.

However, the reality was still cruel, and the old man of the Heavenly Demon told the hopeless facts through the pulse of the children.

“Unfortunately, treatment is impossible.”

I unknowingly grabbed the old man of the Heavenly Demon by the collar at the sound like thunder from the blue sky.

“What are you talking about, old man… It’s impossible to treat him… The old man is also an expert in this kind of thing. But it’s no fun to say he doesn’t know…”

“Calm down, I am not frivolous enough to joke about this situation. If you treat children as water, then those children are now green tea. It is easy to turn water into green tea, but it is impossible to turn green tea into water. .”

So what are these kids supposed to do? Should I just leave it like this? Or should it be returned to the capital in this condition? I knew full well that it would be painful either way.

Then there was only one answer. But I… couldn’t bear to choose that answer. However, the Heavenly Demon had already given an answer, and Squaa was also nodding with a bitter expression.

“Maknae, you still have a hard time doing this.”

“If it’s really difficult, we’ll solve it ourselves. You just turn a blind eye and cover your ears. We’ll take care of everything and come back.”

The Heavenly Demon old man clapped his hands and focused the attention of the suffering children. Then he spoke in a different, serious, sad voice.

“In that form, just living and breathing must be suffering unimaginable pain.”

The old man of the Heavenly Demon concentrated his mana on his fingertips. Then, Squaa shuffled the cards he had brought and began unfolding them.

“So we decided to give you rest in the form of death… If you have any complaints, resist in any form. There’s no point in killing someone who doesn’t want to die.”

“Sorry for coming so late, guys…”

“At least the last time… I’ll let you go without pain. Please live happily… in the next life.”

The children did not resist. Rather, he greeted death with an expression of relief, a comfortable face as if he had finally come to rest.

I couldn’t give them anything. No salvation, no rest.

I could only stand helplessly and watch them end.

I was so pathetic and stupid that I couldn’t stand it.

—–

“As for the kids in that room…”

The Heavenly Demon old man stroked his beard and continued.

“No matter how you look at it, the traces left on the bodies of those children are not from this continent… They are similar to those from the East where I live. Kangsul, acupuncture, and witchcraft are all mixed together.”

“Then, does that mean that there may be a mix of Moorim people among the people involved in this facility?”

“Yes, of course, that’s not all, but… Anyway, I must not be conceited and face it properly from the beginning.”

There were too many variables. There was a spy at Werner’s old party, and there were even Murim people in the hideout of the Black Round Table that we’re going to search from now on. It was bullshit that anyone who heard it would say that he was drunk, but the reality was different.

“And I don’t know who the traitor is…”

If that person had tolerated all of this, or at least had known about it and neglected it…

“If I get caught, I’ll kill them. It doesn’t matter who they are. Just being allowed to go to this fucking institution is a death sentence in itself.”

Then Squaa took out a handkerchief and wiped my forehead. He was cooling my anger a little with his soft and delicate hand movements.

“Yes, betraying is betraying, no matter what the circumstances. You will never die gracefully.”

“You’re right. Traitors must be dealt with no matter what.”

At the end of that conversation, we didn’t say anything. The frozen air didn’t melt, and the cool air inside tickled my cheeks.

As I repeated going down and going deeper into the crab, a fork in the road came out.

“Hmm… At least one side must be a trap.”

Well, I wouldn’t have made a path to the children’s ball pool.

The Heavenly Demon old man brushed his long beard and said.

“We have no choice but to disperse. It’s just a waste of time to go around and check every corner.”

I and Squa strongly agreed with that opinion. The question is, who the hell are you going to send alone…