Chapter 167

167. Trapped

“What an unlucky voice!”

“This is Mr. Pengrill.”

Kang Seung-hyun and the others frowned and looked at the doll. Seeing as it imitates Pengrill’s voice, it seems that he is a puppet he is controlling.

“A good puppeteer is not only good at making dolls, but also good at handling them.”

Moon to Moon.

The doll moved wildly whenever Pengrill finished speaking.

“I feel bad.”

Kim Ho-jeong stepped back with arrogance.

It looked like a puppet that could only be used in a puppet show, but it was a puppet whose body was pitch black and the voice of Pengril came out, making me feel bad just looking at it.

“I’m a little sorry. I thought you were going to convince Master.”

Pengrill’s doll was sarcastic with a distinctive voice.

“But heading to my house means you’re refusing my request.”

“Of course I refuse!”

“In the first place, we had no intention of doing you a favor.”

Seunghyun Kang looked at the doll with a thick face.

“Resurrect the Church of Wismel in order to cut off ties with Camar who ignores Tracotti... The plan itself is flawless.”

In fact, Wismel was a god altruistic enough to sacrifice himself to protect Tracotti.

“The problem lies with you.”

No matter how good a plan is, if the human being who tries to implement it is rotten, it will fail miserably.

“How can you trust a person who poisons his master, vomits his subordinates, and mistreats his one and only sister for his own ends?”

If this guy asks for help, who will help?

Kang Seung-Hyun didn’t have the slightest intention to cooperate with Pengril.

“Even the plan isn’t normal!”

Kim Ho-jeong got angry and threw the note away.

The real plan Pengrill had hidden was a crazy idea to make Wismel dolls out of Tracotti residents.

“You’re going to kill people and make dolls? Who will listen to such a request!”

“I’m sorry. You can’t talk like that.”

The Pengrill doll grinned unpleasantly.

“It’s not about dying, it’s about participating in a sacred ritual to awaken Wismel and becoming part of him.”

“What is it?”

“Isn’t that an honor? To think that an insignificant human becomes part of a god and lives forever...” Since

it was a doll that was saying that, I couldn’t read Pengrill’s expression, but just hearing his voice made me feel that he was about to die.

“glory? An honor?”

“If you are so honored, will you sacrifice your soul or sacrifice?”

“In my heart, I want to do that. But...”

At first, he seemed to be sarcastic, but

“Because there is no one who can continue this plan if it is not me.”

Hearing his voice, he was 100% sincere.

This bastard would have pierced his soul without hesitation if he really had someone to work on his plan.

“This guy is really crazy.”

“I can’t speak.”

“That’s sad. I thought you guys would understand my feelings.”

Pengrill’s doll shook her head.

“Our tracotti started as Wizmel-sama’s alter ego, so after all, it’s just going back to where it was.”

The guy insisted that they were originally part of Wismel-sama, and that they would not die, but rather discard their human bodies, gather their scattered strength and will, and return to their original form.

“Stop talking crazy!”

“In the first place, that must be your delusion.”

“delusion?”

“Is there any clear evidence that the spirits of the people of Tracotti contain the will of God?”

“of course. It’s something you just have to ‘check’ for yourself.”

“Have you checked?”

“It’s very simple. You can extract the souls of the villagers and investigate them.”

Pengrill said in a calm voice.

There, I didn’t feel any guilt as much as ant tears.

“W You harvested your soul?”

Rebecca, who had been silent the whole time, muttered with a depressed face.

“Usually, the missing people in the Red Forest are outsiders, but most of the people who went missing this time were Trakoti residents.”

I’m putting it off for a while because I’m investigating Wismel, but originally, Rebecca was investigating people who went missing in the Red Forest.

“No way... is your brother the culprit?”

she exclaimed in horror.

I hope you will answer no.

“okay.”

But Pengrill answered in an emotionless tone.

“I took them. Because we need the cooperation of the villagers to confirm the will in our souls.”

The Red Forest behind the Unidentified Church, the difficulty increase, the attempted assassination of Harvey, and the disappearance of Tracotti residents were all done by Pengrill.

“Then the people who are missing now...”

“They must be dead.”

If Pengrill had put the investigated souls back in their place, the missing people would have returned to town.

However, since there is no story that a missing person has been found, it seems that the souls that were extracted were not returned.

‘Well, I’ll have to use it as a sacrifice for Wismel’s resurrection, so I must have kept it. What the hell does this bastard think of people?’

Kang Seung-hyun felt that the pen grill was a walking piece of trash.

“I prepared a week’s worth of food in the room, so you don’t have to worry about starving to death.”

“You are so kind! Open the door!”

Bang bang!

Kim Ho-jeong knocked on the door, but the locked door did not open.

“Then I will use the cure as bait to ‘convince’ Master.”

“at there!”

“Enough then.”

After saying that, the doll stopped moving.

It looks like the connection was broken on the other side.

Quaang!

Kang Seung-hyun broke the doll to vent his anger.

Of course, it has no effect on the body.

“Damn... are we trapped in this?”

“For now, it’s like that.”

If it were a normal basement, I would have dug a hole, but if I dug a hole here, I would just fall into the dimensional rift.

“There is really food here...”

“I don’t think I will starve to death.”

When I opened the inner box, there was plenty of water and emergency food.

It was a good amount to play with and eat for a while.

“But while we’re imprisoned here, Pengrill will enslave Harvey to complete the doll.”

As a sacrifice, the souls of Trakoti residents.

“I can’t see that!”

Kim Ho-jeong shouted with a tired face.

And muttered with a sigh.

“I’m reminded of that child. He really turned around too.”

“It was.”

Kang Seung-hyeon thought of A’il, which was burning in hell.

He was also a scumbag who sacrificed innocent people for his god.

“Is the Pengrill guy also some kind of apostle?”

“I am still an ordinary human, but when Wismel appears, I will become an apostle of God.”

Before that, I had to escape somehow.

Hell will happen if the madman gains power.

“You must have said that making dolls takes time, right? There is still a chance!”

“The question is how to get out of here.”

“Ah, we have an escape scroll! Let’s escape with it.”

“But this is a coordinated return scroll.”

The return scroll that Seunghyeon Kang bought is an item that warps to [Banglorol Village] when used.

If you use this, it’s no problem to escape, but you have to walk from Bangrool to Tracotti Village to stop Pengrill.

“Do you know how long it is from Rebecca Bangrool to Tracotti?”

“It takes about ten days on foot.”

“That won’t work!”

“I will have to find another way.”

Ten days would be more than enough time for Pengrill to celebrate the resurrection of Wismel.

“I’m sorry if I didn’t tell you to come here...”

Rebecca wept with a devastated face.

I wanted to help the two of them, but in the end, I was only holding my ankle like this.

“No, no. Thanks to you, I found out what kind of bullshit Pengril bastard was doing.”

“But if I can’t get out of here, it’s of no use...”

Rebecca, who answered with tears in her eyes, finally collapsed on the floor and burst into tears.

Sadly among the broken dolls.

“Who knew that bastard would come all this way with a puppeteer. Don’t beat yourself up too much.”

“I should have stayed outside!”

“Something must... There must be a way.”

Kim Ho-jeong, who was comforting Rebecca, glanced at Kang Seung-hyun.

He didn’t open his mouth, but you could tell what he was thinking just by looking at his expression.

‘Sir, somehow! method! Will you find it?’

‘I am.’

Seunghyun Kang thought while drinking stamina.

‘For us to get out of here, someone has to press the switch outside the door.’

Only the Adventurers Guild knows that Seunghyun Kang and his party are here.

But this is the Spencer family home, so you won’t be able to enter without permission.

‘Is there any way to press the switch inside?’

Kang Seung-hyun, who was lost in thought, saw the broken dolls in his eyes.

They were things that Pengrill manipulated and discarded earlier.

“Perhaps...”

An idea flashed through Kang Seung-hyun’s head as he looked at the dolls.

“Rebecca, can you use your puppeteer skill?”

“ah? Yes. I’m not very good at it, but the basics are...”

Rebecca said with a nod.

As she comes from a family of puppeteers who once dreamed of becoming a puppeteer, she too can use puppetry.

Hearing that, Kang Seung-hyun smiled.

“If I do this well, I can get out of here.”