Chapter 791

Relife Player 791

[Chapter 201]

[Exodus (2)]

The wind blows.

Branches and leaves sway.

Shoot, shoot,

the tree makes a sound.

It was also a sound that was swaying in the wind.

——Hee hee hee

It sounded like sobs.

It’s like being alive.

No, actually the tree was alive.

‘I wish you luck.’

‘Plants are tougher than you think.’

‘...I won’t send it.’

Time does not stop but flows.

The man trapped in the tree was still in the past.

not aware of the passage of time

For her, that time is still repeating itself forever.

want to keep

who?

Who did you want to protect?

so in the eternity of time.

She fights endlessly with monsters.

Then I lost my self.

She once fought to protect someone, but now she forgot who she was fighting to protect.

Just become wisteria.

I can only see the Uijeongbu area.

In doing so, he was destined to completely lose himself, lose his memory, and become a tree.

Hee hee hee

But the players appeared.

Some of them had memories of her.

As they spread their magic, they use the mana created as food.

She was very lucky to catch the consciousness about to fly away.

I... room....

Moreover, as the players deal with the corps commanders in Uijeongbu.

The mana they exuded melted into the air and passed to her.

pain for many people.

their feelings and memories.

As she ate their mana, she empathized, sympathized, and grieved.

Shoot, shoot, shoot

, and eventually the consciousness and emotions of many people become mixed.

she has changed

Or, perhaps, the consciousness that was suppressed to prevent the runaway of mana was exhausted and the true nature of the monster appeared.

-I’m Bang Yeon-ji.

Twelve Seats < Florist >

☆

A few days have passed since then.

Eunha was now able to move, and many players returned to work, and the Uijeongbu recapture war was about to resume.

The corps commanders have all been subjugated.

I can’t say I’ve completely conquered the northern part of the game, but I’ve already done it to some extent.

Even in the northern part of Gyeonggi, all the corps commanders had been subjugated.

Although there were many monsters left, there were none that could not be annihilated with time.

As a result, such opinions came out little by little in the recovery team.

─How about calling the fairy?

“Hmm...”

Players could no longer find monsters in Uijeongbu.

No seeds were visible.

Although it was a bold metaphor, the streets of Uijeongbu were thoroughly managed.

Even if the monsters were hiding, they could drive them out by activating Cocoon.

So, the recapture team called a fairy and told them to install a cocoon in Uijeongbu and activate it to finish the second recapture war first.

The majority agreed.

The story was also passed on to the Director of the Mana Management Organization’s Surveillance Bureau, the Director of the Special Affairs Bureau, and the Director of the Intelligence Bureau.

They too agreed.

─I see. Then I will tell the fairy.

Min Ji-ah, director of the special affairs bureau.

Among the seven directors, Min Ji-ah, whom the fairy trusted the most, decided to report as the representative.

The people decided to rest in Uijeongbu until the fairy’s answer came.

As Eunha moved her body, she went down to the basement of the Seoul Arts Center.

Ah Pandora Clan Lord. Are you okay now?

hello. My body is fine now. So I came to see the faces of the clan members. Yes... I heard that Pandora Clan also had a death this time. My condolences.

Twelve Seat Pricis Memory.

Eun-ha encountered her trying to come out of the underground.

After she finished the conversation, she turned around and looked at the space she came out of.

Countless coffins were placed there.

These were the coffins of those who died during the recapture of Uijeongbu.

No matter how long you live, you never get used to someone dying. We definitely recaptured Uijeongbu, but we must keep in mind that the reason that was possible was because of their strength. Yes. Without those people, more damage would have occurred. It is possible that he could not have recaptured Uijeongbu.

yes that’s right. And... I feel very sorry for them. After all, I was the only one who survived.

Eunha turned her gaze.

She gave off a sad look.

I understand why.

This time, she lost all the players who moved with her to Mae-gu.

And she alone survived.

This man was free from death.

Some players even saw it.

I also had memories of my previous life.

Eunha knew that no matter how many times she died, she would come back to life.

In response, the Prisis Memory before the regression had said so.

‘—This is a curse. It’s just a mistake made by a childish child ahead of my emotions. It’s absolutely nothing like God’s blessing.’

While being questioned by people at the time.

she said so

Eun-ha remembered the image of her who said that in the middle of people’s questioning and didn’t answer anymore.

That person suddenly disappeared.

As soon as Eunha returned to Seoul, she decided to send the wills of the deceased clan members to their families.

As for the kids who don’t have families...

we’ll get a will. If there is something requested in the will, it can be done at the clan level.

Responsible for the afterlife of players without family.

It was a pure function of the clan.

Eun-ha remembered the faces of the deceased clan members in her head and woke up.

Eunhyuk Choi stood up.

let’s stop

yes then what do you do from now on?

to go and wield a sword. I need to practice wielding a single sword for the first time in a while.

Oh, you said it was broken this time? Then would you like to train with me?

what about your legs What about your body?

It’ll be fine if you wield it for a while.

yeah i think so too

Baba...

Kuckoo...

No matter what the two phantom beasts say.

Eunha wanted to relax.

Choi Eun-hyeok felt the same way.

The two of them decided to go outside and train.

But unfortunately-.

─You guys got caught. Didn’t you hear that you both need to relax? Are you really going to come out like this? Eunwoo! Roll around with their bandages!

Why... are people trying to be kind but rotting me? huh? Yes?

Jin Seo-na and Cha Eun-woo were caught.

☆

The top of the wisteria at that time.

Do Wan-jun was leading the players up the wisteria.

It really resembles Yeonji.

.......

on the surface of a wooden pole.

I remembered a face reminiscent of Yeonji Bang from Twelve Seats < Florist >.

A face as if sleeping peacefully.

Go Eun-sil came closer and checked her face, and was surprised.

Since she said that, the feelings Do Wan-joon, Bang Yeon-ji’s lover, felt were indescribable.

...Where is everyone going? I want to be alone today

all right. Clan Road.

“.......”

Do Wan-joon put his hand on the wooden pole and said, restraining his emotions.

Ko Eun-sil noticed this and quickly took the clan members and retreated.

Eventually, only Do Wan-jun remained at the top of the wisteria tree.

You are really Yeonji.

he twisted his face

touch her face

Intense regrets flooded in.

It was a feeling that had been stored for a long time.

At that time, I wasn’t going to have Bang Yeon-ji fight Goesini alone to evacuate the players.

I had to fight myself as well.

I had to die for that.

However, she fought alone and in the end caused a mana runaway and turned into a wisteria.

Even after we stepped down...

you stayed here alone looking out at Uijeongbu.

I couldn’t help feeling sorry.

Emotions intensified.

Do Wan-jun wept.

He felt very sorry for his lover who had become a wisteria tree.

Yeonji, Yeonji,

I called her out of sadness.

If she came alive as a tree.

Please accept my apology.

I hoped and hoped

begged and begged

As if responding to his heart.

No, it must have been an illusion.

─Clan... Lord?

The wind is blowing.

Bang Yeon-ji’s voice was heard.

Do Wan-jun suddenly raised his head.

– Wanjun oppa?

Yes, Yeonji! grow! Wanjun Do!

Whether this sound is fantasy or not.

Do Wan-joon was just fine.

Even fantasy was good.

I wanted to hear her voice.

Wan-jun’s brother...

Somehow, she seemed to be smiling.

Do Wan-jun put his hand on her cheek.

I hugged the tree and cried.

And—

─Puff!!

Ah...

Do Wan-joon felt the pain.

A hole was pierced in the stomach.

A branch had pierced his abdomen.

Blood poured out profusely.

But it doesn’t stop there...

─Fuck!

A branch sprouting from a tree trunk.

It pierced his entire body.

Do Wan-jun blinked.

Then he smiled lightly.

Yes, it’s Yeonji. I’m sorry.

I’m the bad guy. The bad guy.

So don’t apologize

Do Wan-jun died without any resistance.