Going Into the Game With an Instant Death Skill

Neutral Nations Conference (5)

After the meeting, we returned to our house.

Soon, a banquet with dinner was prepared in the evening, so when that was done, the schedule in neutral country was over.

The outbreak of war was prevented and the purpose of achieving it was accomplished, so it did not matter to leave immediately, but there was no reason to do so, so I spent leisurely time at the dormitory.

I leaned back on the sofa and looked up blankly at the ceiling, thinking about what I had to do next.

The top priority is to find a heir to the Holy Sword in Seintea.

This was something we had to be very careful about, so we didn’t entrust the collection of information to Amyoung. I don’t know what else to think.

‘Like finding a mystery, I have to jump on my own to find it…’

The problem is that it is not possible to accurately specify the position of the successor at the present time.

Based on information from the game, there were places where she was presumed to be.

However, the scope was so wide that in the end, it would have taken considerable time and effort to find it.

‘That too.’

Also, there were two mysteries that knew hidden places in the realm of Seintea.

However, neither of them were skills I desperately needed today.

It was because he had already acquired various mysteries from Calderic and his specs were greatly improved, and it was no longer the life of a sunfish that would die every now and then.

‘Still, of course there is nothing wrong with getting it.’

Absorbing a lot of mysteries doesn’t mean there are any side effects, isn’t it unconditional to get the mysteries that can be obtained?

The full-fledged search for a successor was to start with the two mysteries neatly taken care of.

Of course, there is no guarantee that you will get it. For one, it was quite difficult to find a hidden place.

‘And the meeting of the monarchs….’

By the way, if the time was almost overlapping, the meeting of the monarchs to be held shortly after was a variable.

Because there were still two orders left, all I asked for, was the situation where I couldn’t refuse the overlord’s orders.

Even at this meeting alone, I don’t know why they went together in the end, but I don’t know why she was trying to do something strange again.

I still have a lot of work to do, but I wish I didn’t say annoying things…

“············”.

As I was thinking about it, I slowly turned my gaze to one side.

Feeling the presence of Ashel standing motionless outside the door, she scratched her head.

I saw him when he came in earlier, but the atmosphere he had since yesterday was an unusual Ashel. Without thinking, it must be because of the existence of creativity.

The creator Quaden was the one who directly slaughtered the Ashel clan with blood on his hands, and the emperor and the imperial family exist behind it.

How would it feel to be unable to do anything with the enemies of your clan right in front of you? I couldn’t imagine how it would feel.

In fact, the genocide of the White Wol tribe by the Imperial Family of Seintea was not an incident that was quietly buried without anyone knowing.

It was a disaster that had already caused an outrage even within the Empire at that time.

And it was the 5th Prince and his close associates who were designated as the leader and responsible and executed.

The real mastermind behind the massacre was the emperor, but the emperor had the idea to do so from the beginning, so he put the 5th prince on a horse and cut off his tail.

He fell behind among his brothers, so he followed his instructions in order to be recognized for his abilities by his father, the emperor, but he was beaten as it was.

Ashel is the only survivor of the annihilated Bai Yue tribe.

But the case, which had already been concluded in that way a long time ago, was that even if the survivor, Ashel, now reveals her identity, there is nothing to threaten the emperor, the real mastermind, or anything that can be more sloppy.

If you do well, you will be able to receive an apology from the imperial family that you do not even want.

So, if Ashel really wanted revenge, the only way to achieve it was to get her hands directly in blood.

There would be no way for her to avenge her clan unless she killed the Emperor and Changseong with her own hands.

But to me she didn’t seem to have made up her mind yet, and she didn’t have the ability to do so in the first place.

The emperor, the head of a giant power called Sainte-Ara, and the creation of level 91, how can she handle the creation of level 82?

‘······· But it is not a matter that I can be involved in.’

To kill the Emperor and the Changseong.

Obviously, Ashel is a precious person to me.

It’s not just about being a talented person.

For nearly a year already, I’ve been by my side almost always, so how can I not fall in love with a human being?

But aside from whether I could bear such a burden for Asher, she couldn’t have wanted it in the first place.

No matter how much I thought about it, there was no way she would want to take revenge by borrowing my hand that had nothing to do with her personality.

In the end, the best I could do was just help my growth.

So that whenever she has made up her mind, she has the power to do whatever she chooses.

“············”.

In order to do that, we have to quickly take Ashel to ‘the place’.

It was a place where Ashel could explode her potential and achieve dramatic growth, and at the same time, it was a place where someone who could give her the information about the clan she longed for was sleeping.

Of course, I already know that there are no surviving White Moon tribes other than Ashel.

However, the decision to tell her the truth was already part of her decision.

The trouble deepened.

Should I prioritize finding the Mystery and the Heir first, or should I take Ashel there first?

········Oh, I don’t know.

I shook my head and laid back on the sofa. Let’s think slowly.

***

“I expected it not to come, but I was expecting it anyway, but it’s a pity.

The overlord fluttered his teacup and said as if lamenting.

The emperor sitting across from him silently watched the scene, and then opened his mouth.

“You mean overlord?”

“Um? What?”

“I don’t think helping Earth Hill is the 7th lord’s sole action.”

“Ah… that? Is that correct?

The overlord shrugged.

It was true.

It was a fact that she did not know that the 2nd Prince of Earth Hill and the 7th Prince had any connection, and therefore, of course, she did not expect that the 7th Prince would be so actively involved in the conflict between the two countries.

It just didn’t matter, so I didn’t interfere with him.

However, the emperor narrowed his eyes as if in disbelief.

He opened his mouth again and asked.

“I’m worried that Calderik’s prestige might be diminished. It seems that the Overlord is protecting those who broke the rules and killed the ruler…”

“Ah, thanks for your concern.”

At those words, the corners of the overlord’s lips rose.

“By the way, Emperor. No one else, but if you talk nonsense like that, would you want to rip your mouth open?”

The impression of the second princess standing behind the emperor hardened at the overlord’s sudden verbal abuse.

The emperor also looked at the overlord with a weakly hardened face.

“Don’t try to be like me. Get the subject, you little rat. You should know that the only thing I respect for Seintea is the hero.”

“You’re talking too much…”

The princess, who was eager to intervene, froze as soon as the overlord’s gaze touched her.

For a moment, the formidable sense of intimidation wrapped around her whole body gave her strength and nearly collapsed on the floor.

The overlord, who had gained momentum, smirked and leaned back on his chair.

“I didn’t come here to threaten you. I have a question for you.”

The emperor’s complexion hardened at her next words.

“Prisoner Convoy, Kwonseong.”

“············”.

“What the hell were you trying to do with ‘that’, the Emperor? Hiding in a convoy and transporting him to a concentration camp?”

The emperor didn’t answer, just remained silent.

The overlord, who drank the tea, got up from his seat.

“I’m warning you, Emperor. Don’t do useless things even if you don’t know what it is. If you don’t want to let only precious powers like Kwon Seong continue to die.”

The emperor asked her as she rushed out of the room.

“What the hell does the overlord want?”

“············”.

“You wouldn’t know that the demons’ movements are unusual. When Seintea collapses, it’s Calderik’s turn next. But what’s wrong with me, who keeps building an angle with Saintea and showing only such an ambiguous attitude.”

The overlord looked back at the emperor and smiled. That was it.

***

It was evening and the banquet began.

In addition to those who directly participated in the meeting, there were many people accompanying them, so the banquet hall was filled with many people.

The royal family gathered around the royal family, and even those of lower ranks gathered in a corner and talked about the outcome of the talks.

Asher, who moved to the banquet hall following the overlord and seventh lord, tried not to draw attention to one side of the banquet hall with a firm complexion.

Because the emperor and the Changseong who accompanied him were also there.

“············”.

I could feel the 7th lord’s gaze staring at this side.

Ashel tried to control her expression, wondering if she had been caught distracted.

“Achelle, go back to your room and rest.”

At the words of the 7th lord, she shook her head, thinking that she had also been caught.

“No. It’s fine.”

I’m an escort knight, but is it just right to go back and rest alone first?

But this time, the 7th lord also seemed to be quite tough.

“Then go out to the terrace and get some air.”

Ashel hesitated, then nodded and walked to the terrace.

It felt like the heat in my head had subsided a little when I went outside and felt the cool breeze.

“············”.

Ashel silently looked up at the night sky and recalled the memories she had buried deeply.

The enemy who annihilated Seintea, Changseong, and his clan.

At the sight of the emperor and the Changseong sitting in the banquet hall right inside, Ashel couldn’t keep her composure.

She bowed her head, feeling pity for herself, who still couldn’t get it right.

Even after 10 years of revenge and finding a clan, it was still not possible to do anything properly.

····· In fact, deep down in your heart, you may already know. That there is no surviving clan anywhere.

It’s just that you’re denying reality that it can’t be.

That’s why you’re just wasting your time so pathetic, without even thinking about revenge.

I can’t even draw a sword even when the enemy is right in front of me.

Ashel closed her eyes and took control of her heart as she breathed.

It was familiar. Until a few years ago, Simma like this came to me because it was a daily thing and it was common.

After breathing for a few minutes and regaining some composure, Ashel turned to enter the banquet hall again. That was then.

“······································································!

A man walked into the terrace.

Changseong Quaden.

He glanced at Ashel and stood on the opposite railing and looked up at the sky.

Looking at the scene, Ashel’s heart pounded.

She thought. There’s no point in making a fuss here, or spit out murderous intent at him, and it’s only doing damage to Ron.

It was time to suppress that seething anger with superhuman patience and even move on.

“I’ve had it since yesterday, but I only remembered it now.”

His mouth suddenly opened and grabbed Ashhel’s back.

He slowly turned his head and looked at her with cold eyes.

“10 years ago, the Alten Great Mountains. Were you the only one who missed the Baekwol?”

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It felt like my brain was dyed white.

The anger rekindled again, and the embarrassment rushed to such an extent that for a moment, he lost his mind, and tightened Ashel’s heart as if it were about to explode.

‘how······.’

How did you notice?

The dark night from 10 years ago, and the time we met each other was just a brief moment.

Ashel didn’t think he would recognize him, but apparently he didn’t.

.

Ashel quickly came to her senses. And with eyes full of murderous intent, I looked at Changseong, who was looking at this side.

His gaze was indifferent and cold. Just like those eyes that looked at them from the cliff, which are still vividly in my memory.

The wind blew, and silence lingered on the terrace with only two people.

“I thought he would have died in the end, but I didn’t know he would be alive like this.”

As if he didn’t like that fact, as if he was slightly displeased, Ashel bit her teeth at the sound of his voice.

“Do you remember me…?”

“I would have just said so.”

“············”.

“There was one pesky Baekwol that was quite ferocious and had a hard time catching it. I remember it clearly.”

Changseong glanced at the banquet hall inside and continued.

“Looking at the 7th lord’s escort knight, did he commit himself to Calderic? For revenge?”

Ashel opened her mouth again, then barely closed it.

Without realizing it, I realized that one hand was placed on the hilt of the sword.

The neck of her neck trembled as she swallowed the rising rage.

If I talked with the gnome here, it seemed like I couldn’t really control myself anymore.

Ashel took in and exhaled a few harsh breaths, and moved on without even looking at Changsung.

Changseong looked at her with a strange expression and spoke again.

“Is that kind of lukewarm attitude when the enemy of your clan is right in front of you?”

Ashel ignored it and moved on.

But the next words had no choice but to stop reflexively.

“Yeah, it looks like your life is at a loss in the end. It’s a pathetic but wise choice. Keep running away from me like that from now on.”

Ashel glanced back at Changseong with a face distorted like a monster.

Is your life worth it? run away?