The Player Hides His Past

Chapter 603 – Outbreak (2) #Part1

Raging.

The demon burns.

I don’t recognize the level or the name.

I breathe a sigh of relief that it’s not the Seven Deadly Sins.

I bite my lip inwardly.

‘Use your head, Lee Hoyeol.’

It’s your specialty, isn’t it?

It’s the only thing you can do, right?

If, if Grandfell were to leave at this rate.

‘You know what you’ll be like then, right?’

There were more than one task that was undertaken to hold back Grandfell.

I left the death of overwork.

Lee Hoyeol, like others, does not have the brains to insult even a goddess.

How could he possibly keep up with so many tasks.

‘Besides.’

What I feared more than anything was shameful death.

Now, the crisis was averted by showing off Grandfell’s impeccable character at the right time. If Grandfell leaves, then I will have to face the karma I have accumulated all alone, right?

‘Lee Ho-yeol, a member of society, cannot say things like that.’

I can’t spit out that historical drama tone of voice by my own will……! I know because I have watched you tirelessly from the sidelines for so long that this is something you could never do in your right mind.

‘Finally.’

I swallowed a bitter laugh.

‘What the world wants, not me, is you, right?’

It was Grandfell, not me, Lee Hoyeol, who had saved reality and the Arcana continent all these years.

Well, let’s just say I’m still better than a servant dog, so I can play Grandfell to some extent.

‘Sooner or later, the world will realize it.’

Unlike you, who proves underestimation and realizes overestimation.

I’m just an ordinary person in society.

So no matter what I thought, there was only one thing I could do.

Even if it’s ugly.

Even if it’s lame.

Even if it’s muddy.

Grandfell, I clung desperately to you.

I steeled myself.

‘Special Week must not end.’

That meant that the events that had unfolded must not be finalized.

My intuition told me that the events of the moment were coming to a close.

My intuition was telling me that Grandfell would leave me, too.

But.

‘It’s not a situation where we have enough time to make rapid adjustments.’

Bael, his grip, was the variable.

Add to that the fact that the Pride had been resurrected as the Seven Deadly Sins Arrogance with true power, and I had no idea what the proper procedure was for regaining that power.

I was stunned.

“Ughhhh……!!!”

The Seven Deadly Sins of the Arcana Continent.

The Ten Thrones of the Demon World.

The malice of two completely different worlds.

The evil that was spreading in the Arcana Continent was also advancing to a form that was close to ‘anomaly’.

“Hehehehe……!!!”

hwaleuleug.

The fires of hell were still not extinguished.

That nameless lesser demon was still not dead.

Now it was grinning from ear to ear.

The demon hunter’s senses warned me.

‘There is no such thing as a dilemma.’

It’s dangerous if this strange malice spreads to the Arcana Continent.

This was not something the Demon Hunter could easily deal with, unless it was me, or someone else who had entered the anomaly realm.

As if to agree, a system message pops up.

[The Arcana Continent is stained with strange malice.]

[All demonic monsters will have their stats greatly increased.]

[All demonic monsters blossom their potential.]

As if stats weren’t enough, potential abilities.

‘In player terms, this means that skills have been unlocked.’

Just as the lesser demons in front of us have regenerative abilities that can withstand hellfire, all demons on the Arcana continent have gained unique skills that are comparable to that regeneration.

“……Damn.”

I couldn’t help but mutter.

‘Shall I be honest?’

I was thinking about deliberately keeping a few demons alive in order to hold back Grandfell. But the more I watch, the more I realize that this is not a situation where I can take that kind of leisure.

Yeah.

To use an analogy.

I must weigh the scales.

In order to protect Arcana Continent, I must come close to parting ways with Grandfell, and in order not to let him go, I must watch Arcana Continent be ravaged by demons.

Burrrr.

My fists trembled in my grip.

“There is no need to worry.”

Grandfell spoke, not me.

The words were addressed to the Arcanians, who were horrified to see a demon burning in hellfire. Or the lesser demons, consumed by malice and unable to die.

If neither.

Was it directed at me, Lee Hoyeol.

I couldn’t tell.

But I did know what Grandfell would do.

‘……Now I’m really feeling sad.’

Even if you hid 30% from me.
I still know about 70%.
I can see through your intentions, Grandfell.

Ttogak.

Grandfell walked away.

I wonder why I fell into agony with the demon right in front of me.

Grandfell, who must have known, walked on.

『Grandfell Claudi Arpheus Romeo is noble. No matter who he faces, he never bows his head.』

You never bow your head, no matter who you’re up against.

I knew you would never break that stubbornness, even when I struggled.

I knew that long ago.

『The first thing Grandfell learned as the next lord of the family was not to fool around with trivial matters. The position of lord of the Claudi family is one in which the slightest disturbance is unacceptable.』

I also knew that, unlike me, who was sure that without you, my bottom line would be revealed at any moment, you would be shameless and act as if nothing had happened.

‘But it would give us a little time between us, wouldn’t it……?’

There was no answer.

Gooooooo.

Grandfell unleashed his magic.

Pure magic, untouched by any manifestation process.

It took the life of a lesser demon, an imp, as it burned in hellfire.

Finally, we have reached the end of the special week.

Grandfell continued.

I wonder why.

It sounded more like a murmur to himself.

‘Still, there’s really nothing to be concerned about.’

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