CHAPTERS
A sturdy, muscular man walked in accompanied by a cold wind. His face, crisscrossed with scars like a spiderweb, appeared to be about the same age as Black Weasel, and coincidentally, he was dressed in a wolf pelt. In his rough hands was an axe, stained with dark red blood in places. Silver recognized him at first glance. He was the chief of the warriors causing a ruckus in the tavern. The man scanned the room, a thick vein pulsing prominently in his temple. "You fools!" His loud voice echoed. The…- 119.9 K • Ongoing
- The sudden praise made his cheeks blush. Unbeknownst to him, his hand fiddled with the hem of his robe, but he shrugged his shoulders as if nothing was wrong and quickly walked away. Laughter echoed from behind. The inn came into view nearby. From afar, riffraffs were already causing a ruckus, grabbing visitors in broad daylight. As one visitor fell to a thug's hammer, a brawl erupted in an instant. Silver entered the inn and said. Wolf, who had been shaking his left…
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- Silver slapped Wolf on the head. After placing the offering on the altar, Silver and Wolf swept the area with the birch broom. They gathered the feathers and bones together and sprinkled soil over the bloodstains. Wolf would be horrified if he knew, but this wasn't cleaning. It was a ritual to appease the vengeful spirit of the sacrificial victim who had died in agony. After finishing the ritual, they broke off a birch branch and set it alight. The Stolls believed the smoke rising from birch…
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- Silver didn't ask any more questions and simply looked away. The moment the ever present smile vanished from Wolf's lips, his face became similar to that of Black Weasel. Not long ago, Wolf had marveled at Black Weasel, asking, "Is he considered handsome here" It was like the pot calling the kettle black. That bastard… his face is ordinary except for his eye color… Yet he charmed Silver and Black Weasel with his 'face'. So then, the evil spirit clinging to Wolf must be… a Glamaug? Glamaug…
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- "Your Highness, please calm down. You're too agitated." "Wolf! Please trust me! I've got a good intuition! The night before I died, I had a nightmare and my heart was pounding. It still does! I feel like something terrible is about to happen!" Red Eagle screamed as if he were possessed. Overwhelmed by the intensity, Wolf took a step back. Stop it, damn it. You're scaring me too… Red Eagle pointed at the skeleton. "Look, Wolf. It looks like it could throw even innocent people into a lava pit.…
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- He just hoped his guess was correct. He hoped the "something" they were hiding was hopeful. For example, that this nightmare was actually a hallucination caused by the innkeeper accidentally mixing a large amount of powdered drugs into the meal. Unlike the prince and his servant, who firmly believed they were in hell, Black Weasel and Silver, who usually took drugs, quickly grasped the situation and were actually enjoying it. It was far too vivid to be just a hallucination… Wolf suppressed his…
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- And then hell. The 'hell' that met Wolf's eyes was a sight that matched human imagination. A vast cavern covered in jagged rocks. Damp humidity. Countless stalactites hanging from the ceiling, pointing at people like sharp spearheads. Suddenly, a stench wafted out. The fishy smell of water crawling across the floor. The foul, earthy odor that rose only from dug-up graves. However, the six-legged goats said to guard hell or the giants with flayed skin were nowhere to be seen. Wolf looked up at the…
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- "Sir. Have you been through something like this before? Could this actually be some kind of illusion or hypnosis cast by a wizard or something…" "An interesting hypothesis. Well, I'll just say I hope that's really what it is." Black Weasel gave an ambiguous reply, then grabbed Silver’s shoulders with both hands and whispered. Silver's eyes widened. Wolf, who had been watching them, leaned forward. Those two… they seemed to be having an important conversation. Dammit, speak…
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- Part 2 /sigterm:ego bio.scan/hell.confirmed Darkness. When he opened his eyes, darkness blocked his vision. He heard sounds. Weeping and screams. Wails. Wolf raised his upper body and looked around. His body was overwhelmed with exhaustion. It felt like he'd had a soul-shaking nightmare, but he couldn't remember it. The first thought that came to mind was a simple, fundamental question, the kind a newborn baby might have. Where am I… It was hard to grasp at first glance. Light…
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- 〔I'll explain the task. Please pay attention.〕 〔The task isn't difficult. Rescue the fairy trapped in the chest. You have to finish it in the time it takes the clown fifteen rotations.〕 〔Oh, let me explain something. You are not currently an immaterial entity called "soul." You are a human being whose biological functions have been restored through my master's technique.〕 〔Summary for understanding. You died once, but my master brought you back to life.〕 Wolf lowered his head…
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