The Player Hides His Past

Chapter 496

Episode 496 Noble ones (1)

Ritual of the Ten Seats.

The air inside the ceremony was heavy. This was because all the ten thrones were watching through their magical eyes. The fusion of two completely different worlds called the Arcana Continent and the world of adventurers.

The shape appears blurry.

Under a translucent veil.

One of the Ten Chairs said:

“Does that mean another Behemoth’s mouth has appeared?”

It was a simple explanation, but the meaning was not light.

Behemoth, the great monster of the demon world. When you think about the time and effort the Demon World put into restraining him, and the fact that it opened a path to the Arcana Continent… “It

means that the block of stone was a being comparable to Behemoth.”

If so, it is truly surprising.

“Of course, it is not surprising that such a being appeared on the Arcana Continent. This is a land where dragons, elves, and others with powers that cannot be easily determined exist. however.”

A lower, more sinister voice.

“It’s surprising that there is someone who can overwhelm a being comparable to that Behemoth.”

The Demon Eye was floating in two worlds: reality and the Arcana Continent. Thanks to this, the Ten Chairs witnessed it. The miraculous moment when ‘he’, who died on the Arcana continent, was revived in the world of adventurers.

Someone spoke under another veil.

“It may be that their powers have returned to the adventurers.”

“If it’s the adventurer’s power, does it mean resurrection?”

“Yes.”

The power of resurrection given to adventurers.

I knew about him well.

If true.

It seemed like the future was clearly visible.

“The reason adventurers were able to grow so rapidly in the past was because of the power of resurrection. Because I wasn’t afraid of death. “They were able to become stronger by overcoming their limitations again and again.”

“Do you think there is a threat to us beyond the Demon World?”

“well.”

Even if Mi-mul tries hard, what will change?

But that much was an exception.

Yes, I was talking about heat.

“Are you listening?”

The ten thrones are so powerful.

Just by meeting each other, an uncontrollable influence occurs in the demon world. Even in the ceremonial space, the deacons faced each other with a veil between them.

“Precious Paimon.”

Therefore, it was taboo to call each other’s true names even during ceremonies. Likewise, they can influence the demon world just by calling each other’s names.

But the situation was different from usual.

“Who is it that called my name?”

“Paimon, are you truly curious about my identity?”

“No, not really.”

The back of a particularly gorgeous veil.

“I’m sure you’re not the only one who wants to scold me.”

Okay.

Paimon sat down on an old-fashioned chair and tilted his teacup. Because I already knew why he broke the taboo and called himself by his true name.

The interrogation continues.

“Why did you back out?”

Paimon’s army advances to the Arcana continent.

It was a golden opportunity no matter who looked at it.

A golden opportunity to devour the Arcana Continent?

no.

In some ways, it is a being more dangerous than the Arcana continent.

It was the last chance to kill Hoyeol.

“At that time he was in a very unstable state.”

“It wasn’t as peaceful or complete as it is now.”

“Paimon, you could have done it.”

The words of driving a wedge continue.

“Not even foolish Baal would have made such a decision.”

Baal.

The moment you spit out that name.

Gugugugugung?

The space of consciousness was greatly shaken.

The impact is incomparable to that of spitting out Paimon’s name. Paimon thought. Hundreds of thousands of demons in the underworld must have died because of that idiot’s mention of Baal.

Of course, there was no need for me to worry.

Paimon opens his mouth leisurely.

“I don’t know who is stupid.”

“…what?”

“Aren’t you the ones with such narrow-minded insight that are actually so foolish? They say that you only see what you know. “You are still acting like ignorant imps.”

It was funny.

Paimon briefly recalled.

The encounter of that day.

‘You think I’ve taken down enough?’

Of course, you were obviously teetering on the edge that day.

But that is not evidence of weakness.

Furthermore.

“You must be joking that the first holder of the throne is stupid, right?”

They still don’t understand anything about Baal.

Even though I tried to please him, it wasn’t fun at all.

So much so that I never want to set foot in this place again.

Is it because a sharp conversation took place?

“You’re so cocky, Paimon.”

Or is he finally revealing his true colors?

Because it is meaningless if it is not the first throne.

It was Paimon who stayed satisfied on the ninth throne.

I thought everyone was keeping that fact in mind.

It seems that time has made me forget that memory.

Paimon said as he stood up.

“Who do you think has the right to say something about being cocky?”

“…dare!”

“I, Paimon, recommend it to you.”

When I stand up, Paimon’s eyes are revealed.

Unlike the relaxed behavior of a noble noble.

Paimon’s eyes were burning impurely with those of the devil.

“How about you pray earnestly from now on?”

Paimon’s voice has completely changed.

Only then did I get the sense.

The other ten seats except Baal.

“I hope there is a reason for his actions that has nothing to do with me.”

Paimon did not overlook his promise to Hoyeol.

Ho-yeol, who promised to meet again in the demon world, has created an uproar that will not be easily calmed down. He decided that he and himself had a good reason to postpone their reunion.

“I am the master of the western part of the Demon World.”

Paimon had his own guess as to the reason.

“Because I plan to treat him by any means possible.”

One of those possibilities.

What if I was overestimating my status?

If my status is not enough to face you.

Paimon is worthy of being worthy of Hoyeol.

In other words, the intention was to win the ranking.

“Keep in mind that we are currently in the process of ‘proof of the Ten Seas.’”

Yes.

Even if it means trampling on the top ten thrones and stealing their thrones.

Paimon is on equal footing with Hoyeol.

Because I was planning to greet him as he entered the demon world.

Even if in the process.

First holder of the throne.

Even if it means aiming at Baal.

In the consciousness where Paimon left, a tired voice continued.

“I just can’t figure it out, Paimon.”

*

It’s settlement time for the first time in a while.

[Name: Granfell Cloudy Arpheus Romeo]

[Title: The Last Adventurer, Honorable Transcendant, Dark Dragon, Lord of the Ten Seas, Great Master of Wei, Savior of Darkness] [

Class: Demon Hunter]

[Level: 1065]

[Abilities]

Strength: 241 / Dexterity: 239 / Magic Power: 981 / Luck: 16 / Aesthetics: High / Tenacity: 50 / Charm: ? / ??? : ?

[Points possessed: 4]

The first thing that caught my eye was the level.

Thanks to dying on the Arcana Continent, I completely lost my experience.

And a few stat points.

‘Still, how did you raise the level?’

From level 1,000, the amount required to level up increased to an absurd level.

This means that you cannot even dream of rising to level 50 unless you defeat a big player all by yourself.

That was also the reason why I couldn’t waste my life just believing in the effects of [The Last Adventurer].

‘At least this time, the opponent was the opponent, so it probably offset it.’

Yugweed, a fused intelligence.

As a result, I was unable to kill the fusion intelligence. In the final phase, which can be said to be true, the fusion intelligence self-destructed due to Yugweed’s will.

‘And yet…’

Even the amount of experience gained from just that small contribution was so enormous that even after making up for the death penalty, I rose by 4 levels. In addition to the newly acquired title of [Nobility] instead of [Nobility], there is also the {Natural} ability expressed as [???].

No matter how much the lowered level is a waste.

‘I could die a few more times at this rate…?’

It was the moment I was thinking about.

“How to value the body you have inherited.”

…What?

Because I no longer have the attitude of a nobleman.

Are you trying not to forget the scholar’s Confucian spirit, Grandfell?

Of course, I don’t want to die as much as possible.

‘Who in the world would want to die?’

Although he is not showing it.

No matter how many times you die and come back to life.

It felt like I would never get used to it.

‘Sometimes it’s like this…’

I was worried that the system that doesn’t lie would lie this time and that the [Last Adventurer] effect would betray me.

Are you trying to console my feelings?

Granfell style of speaking.

The snout spits out an unprecedented declaration.

“I will work harder to avoid causing concern to the family.”

This is great, isn’t it?

Who would have thought that the Grand Fell of the world would not be puffed up and declare that it would grow further.

Are you being very honest in front of our Lee family?

‘Actually, it’s me.’

Because it was Granfell who always kept his words.

Then, I, Lee Ho-yeol, have to worry about it.

The only thing I can do is erase some of the ominousness.

[Points Possessed: 4]

Is it really a death point…! Is it only because we keep talking about death that it seems like that? In the end, I, Lee Ho-yeol, couldn’t ignore the superstition this time and stretched out my finger.

[Luck: 20]

Of course, for our Granfell. It seems like you can’t understand why you invested points in [Luck] for such an unusual reason. Thanks to you, I shamelessly add.

“This is my good luck to you who is going on a long journey.”

Still…

“Elder wizard Yugweed Lufeng.”

If that’s the reason, you should pretend not to notice.

*

Yugweed Lupine.

His funeral was held at the Magic Tower.

Of course, there was no such thing as a corpse.

Banshee whispered to Bangrit.

“You’re less solemn than Senios, Bangrit.”

“…I guess so, right?”

It wasn’t like I was fooling around because I didn’t notice the banshees were there.

In fact, at Yugweed’s funeral, conversations big and small continued.

Banshee shook his head.

“Yugweed, you acted like a wizard until the end.”

Yes. It was as if Yugweed had closed her eyes, having become the earth itself and unleashed the final magic to open a new era. While Bangrit was thinking hard, a word came to mind.

“right. “They said he was a nobleman when he saw something like this!”

“wealthy merchant…? like…? Is this a word related to Chief Lee Ho-yeol?!”

“yes? “I’m not sure about that.”

This time, Bensh made a mistake without being offended.

“If you think about Chief Lee’s influence… it wouldn’t be strange for several words to be created named after him. What is it, like Homen! In that sense, it’s pretty good, Senior Bangrit?”

A former senior wizard who does not belong to the Magic Tower.

Therefore, there was no reason to go through these procedures.

This was also Hoyeol’s consideration.

Tower owner Marcelo smiled.

“You are really kind, sir.”

Elder Yugweed.

I don’t know what happened to you. However, I feel fortunate to be able to remember you again at the Magic Tower at the last moment.

Marcelo quietly closes his eyes.

It was a moment when I remembered Yugweed.

The time was approaching and Hoyeol entered as usual.

It was then.

Marcelo.

What made him feel uncomfortable was.

‘…for a moment.’

Why?

The allied forces of the temple were nowhere to be seen. Or, to be more precise, there were no adventurers in sight. Now that Seoul and the Arcana continent are connected.

Even the spirits and other Arcana people.

We gathered at the Magic Tower to commemorate Yugweed’s final death.

In fact, not a single adventurer was seen.

In such a situation.

Tick.

In the end, the hands of the clock pointed to the hour.

“Punctuality is important.”

A cold voice continues.

“I hope you haven’t lost your original intention.”

*

Seoul, the land of strangeness, has become an Arcana continent.

What that meant was truly complex.

So it wasn’t strange.

The Korean branch of large guilds located in Seoul.

[Guild House: Giant Union]

“Guild House?”

The color of the Arcana is overlaid on those branches.

[Another guild house exists nearby.]

[Another guild house exists nearby.]

[Another guild house exists nearby.]….

A message that flashes non-stop.

Nam Cheol-min paused while putting on his black suit.

At least I understand up to this point.

‘Because there are many branches of large guilds on this street alone.’

however.

[The competitive quest begins.]

I did not expect the next message.

[The siege of the guild house begins.]

[For defense purposes, access to the guild house is restricted.]

[The command room is sealed for defense purposes.]….

“High siege? Entry restricted?!”

Suddenly checking my watch.

Yugweed’s memorial service is imminent.

Nam Cheol-min screamed in front of the tightly closed door.

“No, who cares? Open the door right now! What kind of siege is this all of a sudden?! “How many branches like this can be taken away…! The Commander-in-Chief’s trust cannot be restored!”