100CIM - Chapter 107



The Emperor was actually luring the monsters to buy time for the necromancer, who he didn't know her identity until she figured something out.

The first impression was that he was running away from the monster in a panic, but seeing that he endured for a long time without suspecting Simone, it seems that the Emperor is not an ordinary person.

Simone found the Emperor somewhere in the castle, far from the bedroom she was in, and as in the second time zone, she entered the room with the Emperor and locked the door.

BAM!!! CRACK!!!!

In the end, this time too, he ended up facing off with the woman in the red dress across a door.

“Ugh... Ugh... I, I’m not the same as before...”

The Emperor sat down on the floor, sweating profusely from running so hard.

She thought that his sloppy appearance was very out of place with his dignified appearance.

Indeed, it is not befitting of an Emperor to serve as bait for others.

The Emperor took a long moment to catch his breath, then quickly straightened up when he felt Simone's gaze.

“Hmm! Anyway, thank you for your hard work. Since you came to see me, I assume you found out something?”

“Yes, I figured it out. Where is this place?”

“Oh.”

“First of all, let me ask you this: Your Majesty, how long has it been since you were alone in this castle and faced that monster?”

“How long has it been?”

The Emperor, who had been thinking for a moment, suddenly made an ambiguous expression.

Even putting aside the frequent regressions that can be confusing, it feels like at least 20 hours have passed.

He played hide-and-seek with the monster for over 20 hours.

'But why is the sun rising outside the window?'

The Emperor's gaze turned out the window.

Unlike Simone, who had noticed early on that day and night were relatively unchanged, the Emperor was only now realizing this.

Unlike Simone, who had some time to organize her thoughts on her own, the Emperor was busy being chased by monsters as soon as he came back to life.

The sun was still out so it didn't feel like much time had passed, but when he thought about it, this game of tag with that thing had been going on for quite some time.

He felt like he was waking up from some kind of fantasy.

The Emperor asked blankly.

“What time is it now...?”

Simone silently picked up the broken watch she had been carrying around and showed it to him.

Then the Emperor also looked as shocked as when Simone first checked her watch.

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“Forty-forty thousand... four thousand... What the heck...”

Simone, who had already recovered from the shock and realized everything, calmly told the truth.

“This is a dream.”

“Are I in a dream?”

“Yes, it seems to be that jewel. It seems that when you touch the jewel that is thought to have been prepared by the Occult Society, your soul separates as if you are falling asleep and is transported to this space.”

The soul that moves in this way is trapped in a randomly created virtual space and repeats the dream of chasing and being chased forever.

The reason Simone and the Emperor saw the same monster differently is because it was a dream.

This may be because he unconsciously projected onto the monster the being he found most frightening.

The Emperor listened to Simone's story, checked his watch once more, and then nodded as if he understood.

“I understand what you say. After hearing it, I can’t help but agree with you.”

If he thinks about it, if it wasn't a dream, there's no way he could come back to life since he's already dead.

“Yes, now you know this is a dream. So what should we do now?”

Simone paused and looked at the Emperor. The Emperor was looking at Simone with a look of considerable anticipation.

“...”

There are two main ways to wake up from a lucid dream.

1. A method of waking up from sleep by receiving a strong shock that makes your heart beat faster.

2. I wrapped and unwrapped the dream eye something or other.

The first method is, in a word, to die in your dream.

However, since both of them will regress when they die, this does not apply to them.

So what about the second method?

Unfortunately, Simone doesn't even know what a dream eye is. She just picked it up when it was popular.

In short, she didn't know any surefire way to wake up from sleep.

However, with the intuition of a necromancer who has broken countless curses so far, she is thinking, 'Wouldn't this work?'

Simone looked up and at the door.

BANG!!! CRACK!!! BAM!!!

The monster was hitting the door with such ferocity that it seemed as if it was going to break it down.

Simone looked at the vibrating door and spoke to the Emperor.

“Your Majesty, I apologize for repeatedly speaking disrespectfully, but-”

“...It’s okay. I know that it had to be that way. Rather, I think I’m grateful. You came all the way here, risking your life to save me.”

“Then... are you prepared to die once more?”

"What?"

“I am ready to die.”

The Emperor naturally looked where Simone's eyes had landed. The door. She was looking at the ghost beyond the door.

“I have to fight that thing.”

Whether it was the woman in the red dress or the assassin in black, she's been wondering why they kept trying so hard to kill her.

The answer was set.

To keep her from waking up from her dream.

Sleep is something that will eventually lead to awakening. So, no matter how much you are trapped here, you will wake up from sleep and be freed from dreams.

Could it be that the monster is controlling the passage of time by killing the souls trapped in this space, causing them to return to the beginning of time through their dreams?

If Simone's thinking is right, they should get rid of it instead of running away from it.

Even if she runs away, that monster will only follow her and will try to kill her at the first opportunity.

In that case, they had to get rid of the monster and let time flow as it was. The surest way was to wake it up.

“Have you ever fought that monster?”

Simone asked the Emperor. The Emperor flinched and nodded slightly.

“I tried at first, but it was impossible. It was so fast and strong. I just kept getting hit.”

The Emperor was once a man who commanded an expedition under the orders of his predecessors. Although he has been training for a long time, he has not forgotten the feeling of battle.

He died without even being able to draw his sword once. He was quickly eaten without even having time to raise his sword.

Simone asked.

“If you had to fight again, would you fight?”

The Emperor shivered as he recalled the moment when he had given up the fight, but soon nodded solemnly.

“If it has to be that way. I’ve already died hundreds of times, so I’m not scared anymore.”

“Good. Then, please wait here with something that can be used as a weapon. If I miss the monster and die, Your Majesty will try to kill it.”

If they try hard and it doesn't work, they go back and start over.

“...You’re going to take the lead?”

What kind of nonsense are you talking about? 

Even if she doesn't have much combat experience, the Emperor's side must have much more.

“Don’t overdo it. In times like this, someone who is a little older should step up.”

The Emperor spoke calmly and took out a long box from a drawer in the room. Inside the box was a long sword with ornate patterns.

It's probably not a sword for combat, but rather a decorative sword.

The Emperor stood before Simone, holding his dull sword indifferently.

‘Oh my, how could such a saintly King have his body taken over by a ghost...’

Simone sighed, got up, and stopped the Emperor.

“Thank you for your kind words, but hunting and killing such people is my specialty. Leave it to me. I know a more effective method than swinging a sword.”

Simone walked past the Emperor and headed for the door, then burst open the door.

At the same time, a monster rushes straight to Simone.

Gyaaa...

“Be careful-”

The moment when the Emperor shouts urgently.

Whirlyrick-

“...?”

The wind blew from somewhere.

The windows were shut tightly so there was no wind, but a cool breeze blew by and ruffled my hair.

The Emperor looked at Simone with wide eyes.

Aaaah...

Simone quickly cut off the monster's arm with a cleaver and ground it with a swirling mana.

'Crazy.'

Simone frowned at the disgusting sight unfolding before her eyes and pushed the monster's face away with her hand.

The monster was a woman in a red dress changed into a wooden ghost wearing human skin, a smiling ghost covered in blood, a woman in a strange portrait, and a servant who gave her body to Osasanisasao.

These were the appearances of people who had made Simone feel intense fear.

'This is a dream!'

This is a nightmare. It is a nightmare that somehow tries to bring Simone's fear to the limit, and so it is a nightmare that tries to kill her again and turn back time.

But Simone doesn't give in to such fakes.

These are curses that have already been dealt with. They were once the things Simone feared most, but not anymore.

“Stop making a fuss and just disappear.”

Simone then gathered a little more mana to grind down the monster.

The monster opened its eyes wide. Then it grinned with its half-sliced ​​face, then stretched its neck and thrust its face toward Simone.

The moment Simone unconsciously stopped and tried to turn her face back, the monster's pupils turned bright red, and soon blood flowed down, filling the whites of its eyes with red.

Thump. 

Simone's heart sank loudly.



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