A Mercenary Who Gets Eaten in a Pure Love Game 138

Chapter 138 – Beginning -1-

The hazyness disappears quickly, and a familiar sense of floating comes.
A space that showed me the original endings of three of the four heroines.

Recollection room.

… I don’t know if this bastard Ashte paid for my protection, but there must be a reason.
Still, the upset didn’t change.

Give me back my protection

While I was thinking about that, the darkness slowly dissipated and my vision began to return.

But something was strange.
It’s a little different from the sensations I felt in the room of reminiscence before, like….

‘Someone else’s body?’

My limbs were strangely long, and I was forced to breathe without my will in a space where breathing was not necessary, and I lowered my head.
Then, the radiant blonde hair ran down the back of her neck and cheeks.

I was startled for a moment wondering if I had suffered a TS, but I could clearly feel the symbolism of the male body from the lower part of my body.

I tried to move my body in relief, but I couldn’t move with my will.

‘Fuck, what, what?’

In a panic, I began to grasp the appearance of this space in the first person.
A comfy bed with soft upholstery.
Sitting on the edge of it, looking down at the floor… Someone’s body.

“This time for sure….”

Then the owner of my body, that is, the body I was in, opened his mouth.

I couldn’t understand what the hell was going on.
Perhaps… Maybe the flashback is in progress.

Seeing how noisy it was outside from earlier, it was understandable.

I was making that guess.

―Quaang!

Suddenly, I hear the sound of something exploding, and my eyes lift.
The scene that the owner of the body enters into the shared gaze is that someone broke through the door and entered this space.

“Warrior! So, have you decided!?”

Warrior?
The owner of this body is a hero?

‘Then did I just enter Jurgon’s body?’

Suddenly there was an illusion of groaning in the stomach.
I’m not great, but I couldn’t even compare to Jurgon.

First… I don’t know when this flashback will end, but I can’t stop it anyway.

It was hard to shake off the feeling of being played by Ashte again this time, but I had to get at least one hint about Lethe’s salvation route.
It must have been shown with that intent.

Sarabulin the dragon, the owner of this body, who must have been Jurgon, opened his mouth and stared at the person who came to his space.

Big lobe.
His stooped posture makes him look a little shorter than his original height, and his unique voice.

That woman who has invaded this space now,

“Beatrice.”

It was Beatrice.
The appearance is slightly different from what I remember, but the essence is the same.

That moment.

『NO. 137 BAD ENDING ― It recalls the sacrifice.』

Similar to the usual, but a message that I don’t know who the subject of the ending appeared.

Perhaps this is the ending of Yurgon, the owner of this body.
Besides, it’s not even a happy ending, but the numbering of bad endings is three digits.
It’s a game that’s as merciless to the protagonist as it is to the heroines.

In the first place… Is the game right?

“Don’t call, speak!”

Beatrice placed her hand on her waist and fired at it with a click.

“I… I can’t answer either.”

“Profit… ! Why, why!? I’m not asking you to pick me! Just, if someone else picks me up, I can give up!”

“Sorry. I want to stop talking about it now.”

Upon replying, Beatrice, who was about to say something, disappeared with a very angry expression.

‘…… ?’

Something… It was strange.
If Beatrice is here, it must mean that all four heroines from the original story are at the same party.
But if you listen to the conversation,

‘The heroines… It looks like they’re vying for Jurgon… ?’

When I imagined the three heroines mixed with me attacking Yurgon, I felt like shit and jealousy rose up, but I had to hold it in.

This is another world.
It’s something that doesn’t happen in the real world where I exist.

So it’s okay

I had more doubts than that.
There was not a single heroine in my world who had a crush on Yurgon.

That would be the same for Lethe, who has now faded away from me.

In the first place, even Yurgon’s reaction is heterogeneous.
If you listen to him before, he was a woman-obsessed guy who sexually harassed his party members in an obscene way.

My body’s reaction right now… It was like hitting an iron wall.

Again, the view is down.

“Sorry….”

From the parted lips, an apology leaks out, not sure if it is directed to someone.
It wasn’t just once.

Repeated dozens of times like a crazy person.

Is Yurgon in this world suffering from depression?
Because we share the same body, I feel like I’m going to be depressed for some reason.
He let out a deep sigh, straightened himself up in his seat, and headed for the window.

Was I frustrated too?
When I opened the double-glazed windows made of wood and glass, the noise I had heard earlier echoed louder.

-Waaaaa!

In an instant, countless people shouted the word warrior and burst into cheers.
Looking at this body poking its head out of the window of this fairly high-rise building.

‘Is this a bad ending?’

It felt like Jurgon had accomplished something great.
Because at this moment, he was really revered as a hero.

Yurgon in the original work was such a being, but did I get all twisted due to an error?

… I didn’t do that on purpose either.
It’s all the fault of the causal law, not me.

But if I could turn back time, it would be right to leave Lethe’s side.

After a while.
Yurgon slowly closed the window and took out something from under the bed.

Looking closely at it, it was a small piece that looked like a fragment of a key.
Holding the piece tightly in his hand, Jurgon stood up and took a deep breath.

Then head to the mirror hanging on the wall.
Still with his head down.

But as if he had made up his mind on something, he raised his head.

A heart that oscillates and vibrates in space.
Even though it’s not my heart, it trembles as if it were mine.

The vibration intensified as he looked at his face reflected in the mirror.

‘What the fuck, what… ?’

Brilliant golden hair and deep eyes.
This was not the face of Yurgon that he had seen in the reminiscence room.

Ashte.
I was facing him now.
Compared to the face I saw before coming to this space, I look younger and more beautiful.

Behind Ashte’s body reflected in the mirror, black smoke rises.
The black smoke eventually began to change into a human form.

Ashte brought the piece of her she was holding to her mouth, set it under her tongue, and turned her body to look at her being, her body shaped like a woman with distinct curves.

Then the existence’s mouth opens.

“Hello, the hero who defeated the evil spirit?”

“Are you here?”

“What? No fun how did you know?”

He gestured loftyly while wearing a veil, but his voice felt like a mischief.

“Because it’s happened a few times before.”

“Wow! So, are you saying you’re going to regress?”

“It’s a little different from regression.”

Not Jurgon’s, but Ashte’s body.
So, is this world a parallel world?

I couldn’t understand English more and more.

“No. 137. That’s the number of times I’ve tried to kill you. They all failed.”

“Um, sorry I don’t remember. That would have been fun.”

The number he said was the same as the bad ending numbering.
Ashte seems to remember all the bad endings.

What on earth is that bitch he, a warrior, is trying to kill so much?

“It wouldn’t have been very pleasant. Since you crossed the triple digits, you have always been tortured by me.”

“Oh, is that what you like? I should have told you sooner!”

Her exaggerated gestures were awkward enough to be a little distasteful.
It’s like an emotionless being mimicking emotions.

“He who does not die. You like being called that the most.”

“Mmm! Thank you!”

When I put her hands together and nodded her head loudly, it was like watching a puppet show.
Looking at her like that, Ashte swallowed the piece she had hidden under her tongue.

『The pieces of the causal law have been absorbed into the body.』

※Warning※
Every action from now on will affect the causal rate!

―Remaining time: 29 minutes 59 seconds.

A message that appears after swallowing a piece.
Originally, it would have only appeared in Ashte’s eyes, but it was also visible to me, perhaps thanks to sharing her body.

‘The rate of causation?’

There was no time to think.
As if nothing had happened, Ashte opened her mouth again.

“I know very well why you came to me. So tell me what you want most from me now.”

“Oh, there’s nothing like that?”

“There will definitely be.”

Strength stood in Ashte’s eyes.
How many times has she been through it, is she convinced?

The woman’s answer followed was shocking.

“Then ~ Stab the necks of your party members with the dagger in her thigh. The order is Neritiel, Beatrice, and Osiel. If you do, I will quietly disappear. Oh, of course I will save you too!”

Having said that, she swung her hand blades around her own neck and nodded her head.
It is full of intent to ridicule.

‘Mr. Lee… The birth year… !’

Watching that fucking bitch with someone else’s body in silence made me feel alive.

“Four years….”

Ashte, who was about to say something about her, lowered her head, obscuring her afterwords.

His behavior reminded me of the scene where he apologized dozens of times alone.
Who was the apology for?

-Sue.

As soon as Ashte pulled out the dagger from her thigh, the answer she didn’t want to know was revealed.

‘No.’

What are you doing now

Even though it was a different world, now I was sharing her body with Ashte.
That meant that I fully felt what this bastard was doing.

‘Stop… ! Fuck!’

I longed to stop the legs that had started moving.
What is a piece, and why all of a sudden?

This is nonsense.

If it had already happened, I hoped they would at least let me out.

‘Please, stop! Fuck you! Move… !’

Like the miracle that happened last time in Osiel’s flashback, wouldn’t that miracle come again this time?

But no matter how much I prayed, Ashte wouldn’t stop, and my hopes were shattered.

Next,

“Wait here. Lethe.”

A random name came out of his mouth.
Lethe, the last heroine that Mary Joy did not answer.

But why… Call that bitch Lethe?

“Okay, I get it!”

That veiled being called Lethe waved to Ashte.

Then,

“Be careful! Don’t get hurt, Ed!”

… She muttered my name, not Ashte.