Chapter 128: Room 107 - The Gate Room, The Fourth Trial (19)

Chapter 128: Room 107 - The Gate Room, The Fourth Trial (19)

User: Han Kain (Wisdom)

Date: Day 46

Current Location: Floor 1, Room 107 (Gate Room)

Sage’s Advice: 3

- Han Kain

While frantically running, I checked the newly updated scenario.

Scenario: The Gate Room - ‘The Secret of the Esper Ho’

Finally, the Hotel Party made a decision. To uncover the truth, Kim Mooksung offered himself for the sacrificial ritual for the Deep Sea Demon, Marcas.

Realizing the true nature of the evil ritual, the Hotel Party rushes to stop the ongoing ritual.

Will the Hotel Party be able to stop the evil ritual and save their companion?

Several new keywords appeared.

The Deep Sea Demon, Marcas, and the sacrificial ritual.

Is this the true secret the ship is hiding?

There’s no mention of when the next scenario update is.

Is there no more story?

If so, that’s good.

It means that once we go and rampage with Elena, it will be over.

Ahri suddenly stopped.

“Why aren’t you hurrying?”

“We don’t need to rush. It’s dangerous with the ship falling apart. Look down.”

I looked where Ahri was pointing.

...What is that?

In the process of Elena tearing through the ship, it was literally falling apart.

Thanks to that, a giant hole opened from the passenger deck to the lower basement.

There was an incomprehensible place in the basement of the Esper Ho.

“What kind of place is that?”

“It looks like a prison. It’s not a place that should be on a ship.”

“Should we check it out?”

“Eventually. But for now, let’s go to the colosseum.”

Right, let’s focus on rescuing Grandpa and defeating the enemy first.

When Ahri, Songee, and I reached the colosseum, Elena had already arrived, fighting everyone in sight.

I can’t even call this a fight.

To be precise, she was slaughtering them.

There were hundreds of enemies, yet it made no difference.

Can hundreds of chickens overpower a tiger?

The battle was just like that.

With each gesture, Elena crushed dozens of people.

It seemed as if there was an invisible wall at the colosseum entrance, preventing the staff and passengers from escaping.

Some of the staff fired guns, and some passengers attacked with unknown powers, stretching their limbs or emerging from walls.

Of course, it was all futile.

Bullets stopped in mid-air, and the passengers who emerged from the walls turned into smears mere moments after.

Eventually, the staff and passengers, overwhelmed with fear, started getting swept away without even trying to fight.

Cries of despair filled the colosseum.

I was awestruck looking at the scene that looked like an angel descending from heaven, burning the sinners with holy light.

Suddenly, Ahri grabbed my arm.

“This isn’t the time to stand and watch. Let’s go save Grandpa.”

“Oh, right. Let’s go.”

When we rushed to the colosseum center, Grandpa was nailed to a pillar.

“...”

He was literally nailed.

Like Jesus Christ on the cross.

Huge nails were driven into Grandpa’s body.

Forcibly pulling the nails out would only worsen the bleeding.

Songee and I supported Grandpa's body to reduce the pain from gravity, but that was all we could do.

A hoarse voice leaked from Grandpa’s mouth.

“Couldn’t you have come a bit faster...?”

“I’m sorry... We ran as fast as we could, but everything happened so fast...”

“Haha.... These bastards. It feels good to see Elena smashing everything.”

Songee began to cry.

“Grandpa. What do we do?”

We frantically looked for a solution but found none.

Grandpa, exhausted, called for Ahri.

“Senior. Please.”

“...Should I make it easy for you?”

“Please.”

With each word Grandpa spoke, white form dribbled from his mouth.

It seemed like even if he was taken to an emergency room immediately, it would be uncertain if he could be saved.

The ship, which Elena had smashed from the cabin to the colosseum, was rapidly restoring itself.

It was overwhelming. Faced with such an otherworldly miracle, we were at a loss.

- Screech!

Suddenly, there was a rough halting sound.

With incomprehensible vibrations, our backward movement stopped.

Elena, who had been flying backward at high speed, reappeared in front of us.

Golden waves from the spinning scales enveloped us.

In the chaos, Ahri shouted.

“Elena! Can you keep holding on?”

Elena shook her head with a pained expression.

Even a tiger that slaughters hundreds of chickens was just a big cat before a dragon!

Facing the power of the demon that reversed time, Justice’s power finally reached its limit.

- Crack!

Cracks began to appear on the scales. Ahri shouted in despair.

“Memory!”

“What?”

“Our memories are fading. The memories since we boarded the ship!”

I hurriedly tried to recall the memories since we boarded.

I couldn’t remember yesterday’s meal.

Why isn’t Perro with us?

What did Grandpa call Ahri?

I immediately sought advice.

Tell me the best action I can take right now!

Sage’s Advice: 3 → 2

Record it in a place that can never be erased.

A place that can never be erased.

A power that even the demon that reverses time cannot interfere with!

I expanded the status window and took out my pen.

I wrote frantically, again and again.

-Flash!

...My consciousness blurred.

***

User: Han Kain (Wisdom)

Date: Day 46

Current Location: Floor 1, Room 107 (Gate Room)

Sage’s Advice: 2

- Han Kain

When I came to my senses, I found myself standing in a very luxurious room.

I was dressed in very vintage-style tuxedos.

Ahri, Songee, and Elena were wearing stunning dresses covered with soft fur shawls.

Are we heading to some sort of party?

Ahri reacted strangely.

“These dresses are really old-fashioned...”

Old-fashioned?

I couldn’t tell.

It felt Western, which only added to my confusion.

Looking around, Grandpa Mooksung was nowhere to be seen.

Songee said anxiously.

“Where is Grandpa?”

“Did he start in a different place? Like Seungyeob in the Mansion of Fear?”

During the trials in the Gate Room, we never started in different places, but is the Fourth Trial different?

While we were puzzled, there was a knock at the door.

A person dressed like a hotel staff member entered, gave a brief explanation about the “ship”, and informed us about the dinner party before leaving.

Elena answered curiously.

“It seems like this place is a ship.”

“Indeed, I see the sea through the window. Let’s check the scenario and proceed.”

Okay, let’s expand the status window to check the scenario—

“...???”

What’s this?

Why is the scenario like this?

While I was confused looking at the Status Window, my companions asked, “Is something wrong?”

“Yes. The scenario doesn’t seem to have just started; it feels like it’s already quite progressed. What?”

“What else is strange?”

“There’s a lot of messy writing all over the empty space in the status window.”

When I maximized the empty space, I was speechless.

The first sentence of the messy writing was as follows:

Our time is being rewound now.