Episode 175 Choice (3)
A double bed and a closet.
And Lee Han-soo’s room with a computer desk.
[Long live Korea’s independence] – 0 people are online.
First, I turned on my computer and entered the chat room.
Wasn’t he the one who made a fuss last ti, saying he thought he was dead because he ca in a few minutes late?
‘Above all, we can only spend an hour together.’
Since there is a rather big incident this ti, I plan to get as much information as possible from Lee Baek-ho.
‘I ca first today.’
A spacious room with antique furniture.
Before he had ti to sit down on the sofa, Lee Baek-ho followed and logged in.
There were no problems up to that point.
“brother!”
But what else is this?
Just looking at her, her expression is very urgent.
“Because I’m in the middle of a battle right now? So I have to get out right away.”
“what?”
“I don’t have ti to go into detail.”
“No—”
“Did you hear the news of the subjugation? Don’t ever participate, even afterward. I’m here to tell you that.”
“What does that an—”
“See you next month!”
That was all of our conversation.
Lee Baek-ho disappeared within a few seconds of facing each other in a flash.
“……what?”
about mind blown
Just calmly and summarizing the situation…
‘…in combat?’
One hour in the community is one second in reality.
But are you going out in such a hurry?
It ans that you are fighting a strong enemy.
Even if I stay here for about a minute, only about 0.02 seconds have passed outside.
Proof that even that ti cannot be wasted.
‘What the hell is he fighting with?’
I don’t know.
Only one thing is certain.
It’s just that he has a close relationship with the subjugation of Noark.
‘Is this bastard also in the underground city?’
late night.
It’s not like they’re in a labyrinth, but they’re fighting the enemy. After all, I can’t think of any other cases besides the subjugation of Noark.
Because it was only yesterday that the subjugation team went out.
The king’s army and the explorer’s union, and even the Holy Knights who sent support from the temple. It was very spectacular to see them go into the sewer line.
‘Your last words… you an that you think the subjugation will fail, right?’
never to participate in the future.
Interpreting this, it ans that the first subjugation will fail and a second subjugation army will be created.
‘Oh, it’s really frustrating…’
Once I was here, nothing ca out, so I went back to my room. Three hours remained before the Watchers of the Round Table opened.
With nothing to do, I started surfing the web.
At first, I checked the exchange, and then I toured the chat rooms with no entry restrictions.
everything was the sa
Everyone is talking about the subjugation of Noark.
‘……There’s already a commotion down there.’
Among the players, the number of those who participated in the subjugation was considerable.
And if you listen to them…
“I don’t know because I’m in the rear, but the atmosphere is really unusual. I hear sothing popping in front of , but the commanders keep their mouths shut and don’t explain anything… …”
“Why are there so few participants today? Could it be that they all died?”
Even at this mont, it seems that a fierce battle is unfolding underground.
I honestly can’t imagine how intense it is.
It’s even more so when you look at this post on the free bulletin board.
[Question asked as he is about to die.]
-I was stabbed in the neck, but when I opened my eyes, it was here.
-12 seconds will be alive, right?
– Fuck.
[EdwardBless77: May it not be an eternal dream. I hope the place where you wake up is your ho.]
[└Author: I really hope so.]
[godFLEXyou: You worked hard. Stop resting.]
[└Author: Thank you for your comfort.]
[stevencastle: Looks like it was a frontline unit. I heard it’s a living hell right now. Have you t Orculis?]
[└Writer: I don’t know. I heard soone screaming, but I don’t rember. maybe he got it wrong I couldn’t see 1m ahead because of the warlocks.]
[teckmonkey: What do you want to do the most?]
[└Writer: Breeding.]
[└teckmonkey: Umm… I’ll talk less.]
[tunaboot : Where are you from?]
[└Author: I don’t know what you’re talking about. Earth face Canada. Speaking here, Aribeten Clan was at the executive level for now.]
[└tunaboot: Of course I ant my hotown. But being an official of Aribeten Clan, you must have been a tycoon.]
[└1spring: Then what are you going to do? Goodbye]
[└ionboii: Wow, I think it’s aggro to see that they’re coming out like this? I sincerely wish you all the best. Good job. And I hope you just ignore the bullshit above.]
There are dozens of comnts below that.
Even as the number of comnts increased in real ti, the writer responded one by one.
As if I was possessed by sothing, I read it all the way from the top and posted a comnt.
[Elfnunna: Why are you giving up already? I shouldn’t be like this, I should log out right away and try to live.]
There is a possibility if you don’t give up.
It may be infinitely close to 0, but it is not 0.
The proof is .
However, after putting it on, I thought it was too rude, so I added an explanation.
[└Elfnunna: I got stabbed in the neck too. There were tis when I entered a state similar to the countdown in the ga. My body moved though. In the end, after killing the enemy, he ate a potion and barely survived. So why don’t you give it a try?]
Experiences in the Land of the Dead and Bloody Fort.
I hoped that this would give hope to soone whose na and face were unknown.
But…
[└Author: I get what you an. But that’s because I’m an archer. I won’t be able to use the thod you said.]
The answer that ca back was complete resignation.
[└Elfnunna: But you can try it, right?]
I comnted like I was possessed.
The answer ca quickly.
[└Writer: Sorry, if I die anyway, I want to die as myself. Not with this damn body, but as the my parents gave birth to.]
As soon as I saw it, my head went blank.
I took my hand off the keyboard.
What are you really talking about here?
If so, isn’t it a real body?
It’s just that the identity you think is manifested anyway?
Well, no one can argue with the writer’s choice.
It wasn’t supposed to be that way either.
“…….”
I looked at the closet involuntarily.
To be precise, I looked at the mirror located next to it.
I saw Lee Han-soo.
Tadadadat-
I tapped on the keyboard again.
And wishing you to rest in peace or waking up in the original world. I wrote down and erased those comforting words countless tis.
But I couldn’t easily hit the enter key.
Tadada dot-
Even while I was banging on the keyboard for such a long ti and couldn’t even do this or that, the players’ comnts continued to run.
The author answered each of them one by one.
[branbran_helt: dog trash fucking ga.]
[└Author; That’s right, this dog trash fucking ga!]
After that comnt, there were no more comnts.
I hit refresh.
Before I knew it, the author’s nickna written at the top was blurred.
“…….”
It ant dead.
***
I don’t know why.
I don’t know her face, and I’ve never t and talked to her in person.
But my heart keeps beating wildly.
throbbing.
The death I saw countless tis in this world when I opened my eyes.
The weight of that death feels heavy today.
What could be the reason?
Slowly –
As if looking for an answer, he scrolled up.
And I read it all over again from the top.
Thanks to many people asking about his real appearance, it was possible to get a glimpse of a person’s life.
Druck-
He was from Canada.
Born into a family of farrs, his real na was Mac Davis.
My first kiss was when I was 17.
Was the other person your girlfriend’s best friend?
I think he’s a goal-beater, but he hasn’t lived his life doing anything wrong.
Druruk-
My dream was to be a veterinarian.
It all started when I had to watch my dog vomit and choke to death as a child.
But I failed because I didn’t have a study head.
After all, he said he enjoyed playing gas sotis while helping his parents farm.
Dreuk-
Yes, he was an ordinary person.
Moderately nice, but sotis sothing goes wrong and is rembered as a bad person by soone…
Such an ordinary person no matter where you look.
Dreuk.
Soon I stopped scrolling at one point.
When I checked again, there was a new comnt on the comnt I left.
[└Writer: The words you left remain in my mory. Sohow I think you’re a strong person. I hope you can clear this ga and go back. It’s your choice, of course.]
I couldn’t write down only a few sentences of consolation, so I erased them. The words of encouragent he left for when I was repeating writing.
“…….”
You can feel how thoughtful he was in one word ‘choice’.
Tadadadat-
Tapped on the keyboard to write a new comnt.
You won’t be able to see it anymore anyway…
[└Elfnunna: If I go back, I’ll be sure to write a letter to the address you wrote above.] [
└Elfnunna: You’ve worked hard.]
I left the post with a aningless comnt. .
Then I lay in bed for a while and continued to think about this and that in a daze.
How long has it been since then?
[03 : 07]
There were only three minutes left until the entry deadline for the Watchers of the Round Table.
But what else is this?
Ik-Ik-
The round table room, which I entered in haste, was empty.
***
The crescent moon, the goblin, the fox, and the antlers.
And no clowns.
A round table room where only I was seated.
‘……Could all of them participate in the subjugation?’
Again, nothing cos to mind other than that.
3 hours within the community.
Outside, that ti is only 3 seconds.
Without those three seconds, what other reason could I not co here?
‘I didn’t expect to be hit by the wind here either…….’
The wind hit consecutively after Lee Baek-ho.
Before I could feel the futility, my eyes flashed, and when I ca to my senses, I was back in my original room.
[Minimum number not t.]
[Gathering for this episode ends.]
A ssage pops up on the monitor.
Yes, this is what happens when there is no one at the entrance closing ti.
In other words, the essence of community activities has been completely lost.
‘Still, let’s keep looking around and then go.’
After all, I had no choice but to surf the web and check the small news.
Ti passed like that, and it was ti to end.
「The character moves to Lapdonia.」
Familiar Bjorn’s room and Bjorn’s body.
However, it feels a little strange these days.
Is it just because you’re tired?
‘Let’s go to sleep now.’
I cleared my head and lay down on the bed.
creak.
As always, the bed dies with a groaning sound.
Another day ended with this.
and three days later
“Bjorn! Hurry up and co out! The subjugation party that went underground has returned!”
The troops headed for Noark returned.
Only about 1/3 of them survived.
“…….”
“…….”
Troops passing the road silently with drooping shoulders.
Even just that, the result was obvious.
‘It really failed.’
Things got ssy.
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