The Player Hides His Past

Chapter 412

Episode 412. A rosy future (2)

Ceric Rose congratulates you.

“William’s salt-brother. You were not lacking as my first opponent. Could you also be called a lord who is praised by the flames?”

Banshee struggled.

Even against Ceric Rose, who completely dominated Antonium, he was not pushed back.

However, it was not the superiority of attributes that made the difference between winning and losing.

A rose flower on a thorny vine.

At some point, pollen was pouring out of the flower. The pollen aimed at Banshee’s loophole while focusing on the battle with Seric Rose and penetrated Banshee’s body through his breath.

And made Banshee drenched in rosy color.

“…!”

In the rosy dream, what Banshee witnessed was her deceased mother.

“How was your day, Banshee?”

Your cheeks weren’t puffy.

There are no blue bruises on the neck or hands.

The whole mother was sitting at the table.

Her father was by her side.

“You have suffered.”

It is not a pupil like a glowing flame.

He was a father who looked at him with affectionate eyes.

Banshi realized at once that something was wrong.

‘…This is not reality.’

I have to get out of bed right now and get up.

We have to finish the match that has not yet been concluded.

However, there was a small hand holding the hem of Banshee’s clothes.

“Where are you going, brother?”

Let’s turn our heads.

“…!”

Little Nash was looking up at him with weeping eyes.

Banshee recalled a forgotten emotion.

To live.

Because I can’t stand it any longer.

The time when I headed for the Mage Tower in the past.

He left his family with the justification of ending the evil of his family.

Leaving Nash alone, who only believed in himself and followed him.

‘Nash…’

There wasn’t a single day that I wasn’t concerned about my younger brother.

I didn’t know what kind of humiliation Nash was going through in his family.

He also sincerely regretted his choice.

But maybe…

‘Am I back?’

To the past that can rectify that regret?

Damn, my head was completely confused.

But wouldn’t that be good?

“Then let’s go.”

Banshi thought.

Even if this is false happiness.

To the point where I don’t want to wake up right now.

Because I felt the warmth.

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“Tongue brother!! Benshi-nii!!”

At that point, Banshee became a whole rose flower.

A scare that went out in an instant.

The thorny vines begin to wriggle again.

“this.”

after Nash.

Matisse and Bellier also noticed the seriousness of the situation.

He is the chief of the Magic Tower.

Pollen fluttering in the air had been wary of it before.

Bellier bit his lip while examining the fallen Leonie.

‘It’s a status ailment I’ve never seen before.’

It was a Velier that could be called the pinnacle of healing magic on the current Arcana continent. However, Bellier couldn’t even guess what kind of condition Leonie suffered from inhaling the pollen and collapsed.

[Abnormal status ‘Eternal sleep’ occurs.]

“Miss Leonie…”

Even [Fear], a higher level healing magic that makes you forget [Blessing of Reversal], did not appear effective. Bellier put Leonie down lightly and came to a conclusion.

‘Senior Benshi can’t believe this pollen…?’

Under normal circumstances, they would have picked up pollen.

However, Banshee focused all his energy on dealing with Seric Rose in front of him. He was unaware that the wind was enveloping him in pollen.

Even without knowing the details, Bellier made a decision.

‘We have to settle here.’

A state in which everyone except himself fainted from pollen.

Even so, if it was the Banshi senior who had awakened as the Flame Emperor.

It must have done a lot of damage to the opponent.

“I believe in you, Mr. Banshi.”

Bellier immediately manifested a portal.

“I will apply right away.”

Matisse made the same decision as her and manifested a portal.

I met Bellier.

Before long, I saw a man kneeling on the dirt floor.

“Brother…”

It was Nash.

Skills comparable to that of an experienced wizard.

The fact that he was forcibly holding on was such a disgrace. Where my eyes, barely open, were headed, there were rose petals blooming in the air. Matisse did not delay.

“Rules.”

He spat out his own starter.

“You can run amok.”

self.

Then, from the black robe he wore.

The past and background that Matisse had been sealing began to flow out.

The days when he wandered the continent of Arcana to establish black magic.

Appropriate magical powers he had accepted radiated out.

Seric Rose noticed Matisse’s energy.

“Is the next flame emperor a gloomy wizard?”

Seric Rose seemed to have a lot to say, but the words didn’t follow.

Matisse manifests suitable magical power.

A dark spear was fired at Seric Rose.

dark window.

Each contains the cruel past of the continent. It should be able to break the target’s mind instantly upon contact with the skin. Seric Rose spit out as she watched the flood of black spears.

“It’s a strange story.”

Fufufufu—

and then took the dark spear into his own body.

“!”

Matisse’s pupils flinched.

tight.

It was unreasonable to say that Seric Rose’s body with a dark spear was human.

There was no blood gushing out, only the sound of something sticking into a tree.

However, it doesn’t matter.

The founder of black magic.

Because even oneself cannot be free from that influence. They were suitable magical powers that were suppressed by expressing even the sealing magic. It is possible to be pierced by such cruelty and remain sane…

“But don’t be sad now.”

Pajik?

‘…what?’

Contrary to Matisse’s expectations, the black bars shattered.

What he meant was simple.

It meant that Seric Rose’s mind had overcome the appropriate magic power.

Seric Rose looks at Matisse and continues.

“You nameless gloomy sorceress. On behalf of me, you have managed to sort out the sorrow and terrible past that spread across the Arcana continent. Like the Flame Emperor, I will give you a chance to choose.”

The options were the same as in Banshee.

“What you want is eternal happiness or an empty truth?”

Matisse didn’t answer.

The only thought that came to my mind was how to manifest the remaining magic power appropriately. The most powerful was, of course, the high-level black magic ?Dark War?.

Although it is similar to the effect of ?Black Crown?, which takes away the senses of the target.

Dark warfare deprives the target of everything including their senses.

however.

‘It takes time for cancer to manifest.’

Did you find out what Matisse was thinking?

Jebuck—

Bellie took a step forward.

“Eternal happiness? Can you give me something like that?”

Senior Banshi awakened as the Flame Emperor.

Senior Matisse who canceled the sealing magic.

He was struggling with an unknown being wearing a crown of thorns on his head.

‘I have nothing to say.’

Healing Wizard.

The combat magic that could be manifested was only at the level of a skilled wizard. Bellier calmly finished assessing the situation. Specifically, he practiced what he had to do.

“Who were you before that?”

Even if it means being considered arrogant and taking your life.

Bellier dared to ask a question.

to Matisse.

It was to help Ho-yeol, who said he would return in four days.

Cerrick Rose replied.

“Cerric Rose. As you can see, he is the emperor of the empire.”

“Cerric Rose? You are not the emperor I know.”

“Do you know the Emperor? Unfortunately, the Emperor you know no longer exists in the Empire. I couldn’t overcome the weight and put down the emperor’s crown myself. But no one can accuse him of being weak.”

The warlord’s book and the truth was revealed by himself.

“Because none of the seven emperors, including him, could bear the weight of the crown. Isn’t that a natural and pitiful thing to do? Because humans are imperfect and weak beings.”

“…!”

Wasn’t there only one emperor who was sacrificed to him for a second?

Because I couldn’t look into the Emperor’s library.

Bellier, who did not know the truth, asked again.

“If you couldn’t stand it, you must have taken it away with an insignificant number.”

It was a kind of provocation.

by provoking him

It’s not the attitude of looking down all the time.

Because I wanted to bring out my true self.

But the Lord of the Roses was not at all agitated.

“It can be misunderstood. but keep in mind. That I was merely responding to the requests of the weak emperors. Can you imagine the anguish that the emperors of the Empire have harbored? I know. The Emperor’s library has bestowed wisdom on them.”

“…The Warlord’s Library?”

Nash gritted his teeth at that word.

“Did it hide… in the War Emperor’s library…?”

Ceric Rose touches her chin.

“It’s lurking. I am not satisfied with the expression. Wouldn’t there be a better expression, Imperial Palace Mage? I just contemplated and presented it. Wisdom to rule the Arcana Continent and the Empire peacefully to the Seven Emperors. But…”

he added firmly to Nash.

“Didn’t the empire eventually reach its limits despite my mercy? Yes. I could no longer see the people of the empire suffering. Rather than leaving my people alone on the Arcana Continent where the devil roams. I will praise them for their eternal dream that never wakes up and a rosy future.”

“…!!!”

Why did the people of the empire fall into a deep sleep?

I realized that I had collapsed with a comfortable expression.

They were dreaming a happy dream that never ends.

Everyone who has turned into a bunch of roses.

For a moment, Nash’s pupils shook.

‘Then, Banshee-nim too…’

Is he enjoying the happiness he hadn’t enjoyed in his dreams?

If so, do I have the right to wake up my brother from his sweet sleep?

I dare to call my older brother who has been through trials both in his family and in the Mage Tower…

“Nash William, the wizard of the Imperial Palace.”

Nash hesitated at Matisse’s call.

“…Yes, I am listening.”

“How is your magic power remaining?”

“Unfortunately, there are very few left.”

“Is it possible to manifest a teleport?”

“If it’s about one person in a short distance…”

“Then please.”

Top Black Magic.

Matisse, who finished the interference of the dark war, looked at Seric Rose.

Even by borrowing the power of Nash who is not perfect.

Even if it means saving the mana that would be wasted on teleportation.

I had to hit it at once.

I had to pour it into his brain.

“Don’t be shaken.”

Matisse added.

“There is no such thing as eternal happiness, Nash William.”

Because he seemed to have a really dangerous idea.

Soon, Matisse’s body was wrapped in Nash’s magical power.

Teleport Manifestation.

Skip.

wink.

Matisse, who had teleported behind Seric Rose, raised his hand.

He aimed at the back of Ceric Rose’s head and developed a dark war.

pod.

Appropriate magic power that covered Ceric Rose as if spitting out ink.

As I said, the target had to be deprived of everything.

Seric Rose calmly opened her mouth.

“Didn’t I tell you, gloomy wizard? I can give you eternal happiness. Therefore, even if it is a suitable magical power with a certain cruel past and background, it is meaningless in front of me.”

Black magic manifested with appropriate magical power cannot be defended with normal magic. If it heals, you may not be able to fully counter it. But if what Ceric Rose said is true.

‘Did you offset it with something called eternal happiness…?’

as if to prove it.

“…!”

Matisse’s ring, which had been dyed black, began to gradually lose its luster.

It was an observation-type magic tool that could grasp the appropriate magic power of the area.

Seric Rose spreads her arms and opens her mouth.

“Look. It’s not some kind of trick.”

Matisse’s gaze toward the rose blossom.

“Look. Isn’t everyone dreaming of happiness?”

Matisse could not respond.

those covered in petals.

Does it mean that they truly do not have lingering feelings and regrets?

Not a single point of suitable magic power could be detected in the flower.

‘…how?’

Lord of the Eternal Roses.

“I just want people to be happy. They say it’s a dream What is wrong? What do you want from the poor people of the miserable continent?”

Mathis and Bellier, with Ceric Rose out of focus.

“Even if it’s a dream.”

Then he asked at the crooked Nash.

“What is wrong with my mercy, wizards?

*

“Even if it is wrong, it is very wrong.”

yes that’s how it happened

Having been informed of the general situation, I muttered.

even more seriously.

“In my flower garden.”

made an evaluation

“Because it is full of flowers that cannot be exchanged for roses.”

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The flame son of the William family.

The rose blossom that held Banshee flinched.

exactly.

started burning in flames.

The rose petals that covered her.

Burning without a trace.

“The flame emperor.”

With fire, flowers bloomed.

“Isn’t it the heat that suits that name?”

It is incomparable to anything other than a rose.

“It’s not like lukewarm warmth.”

intensely too.

Hwareuk-!