'Haha...'
Odette looked up at the ceiling, smiling hollowly.
Seriously, she was sick of them all.
The quest time was only 10 minutes, but the hated penalty was a whopping 40.
61 times that, considering Charlotte will arrive as soon as she fails. Isn't this just pushing her to die at Karl's hands?
'That's also Karl's penalty. If it were the hatred of another transcendent being, they wouldn't hurt me, even if it's for the sake of purification.'
On the other hand, if Karl felt murderous intent, Odette's safety could not be guaranteed. Even with the limitations of the imprint, she could still be brought to a state just before death.
Odette, who was pushed to the limit, ground her teeth internally. If everything had gone according to plan, it would have to be used in front of the Count in three days, but it seemed she would have to be flexible.
Because she can't afford that kind of luxury right now.
'Inventory. Show me that item.'
At Odette's call, the status window showed an item in the inventory.
[ Customizable Corpse ]
It seemed inevitable that she would have to put her 'fake death' plan into action immediately.
Originally, Odette planned to call the Count to Meursault's villa and fake her death in front of him.
[Charlotte is heading to the Meursault area.]
Because the status window kept telling her that Charlotte was coming to the villa too.
Odette tried to die in front of the Count's eyes at the exact moment Charlotte appeared, to deceive them both.
So that the Count, who had lost his source of income called the Purifier, could take notice of Charlotte who had just appeared before his eyes.
Because the two of them had to join hands to achieve ultimate revenge against the Count.
For that plan, Odette spent a week on the beach at Meursault customizing a corpse to look exactly like herself.
Blonde hair and blue-green eyes. The placement and shape of the facial features. Height and body type. Even the smallest details of the body. Perfectly identical.
'But now that it's come to this, I guess I have no choice but to die in front of you all.'
Fooling three transcendent beings would be much more difficult than fooling a Count.
Even though her plan could have been ruined, Odette found herself smiling.
Funnily enough, she actually quite liked the change in direction.
'I hated them this much.'
The fact that she has a chance to hit these guys in the back of the head makes her feel so good.
A room filled only with the sound of rain. She slowly got up from her dazed state.
Not a single male protagonist spoke until they staggered over to the wooden desk in front of the balcony window and leaned against it.
“Odette.”
It was John who broke the silence. John pulled at the collar of his shirt and spoke in a hushed voice.
“Odette. I was wrong. But... I really care about you. I really cherish you.”
Odette turned her back to the curtained balcony and faced John.
It was to make her back a blind spot that they couldn't see. She didn't want to get caught using her inventory to call out a gun.
After hiding her right hand behind her waist, Odette called up the status window in her head.
'I have a gun with silver bullets in my hand.'
But that was the moment.
“Honey, stop it.”
Victor moved behind her in an instant and grabbed her arm.
“Koenig! Get your hands off Odette right now. How dare you touch a lady’s arm like that-”
“Your Highness, trust my instincts. I have a bad feeling about this. I think we’re about to do something bad. With these cute little hands.”
Victor grabbed Odette's wrists with one hand as if tying them together, and pulled them up over her head.
'That damn intuition.'
A terribly sensitive pup.
“Karl!”
Unlike Karl, who didn't even listen to his words, Sion and John, who knew Victor's sensitivity, turned their gazes to me.
“...!”
Then he made a surprised expression.
'Inventory. Put the gun in my hand.'
Odette took advantage of the commotion to summon her gun and found herself aiming the gun precisely at Sion's face.
"Ha..."
But they soon felt relieved.
Even the person who was pointed at with a gun smiled brightly. It seemed as if he was genuinely happy.
“Shoot. You can shoot as many times as you want. If shooting me makes you feel better.”
“...”
“The replay should be slow. I’m worried that it’ll make you even angrier. Should I give you all the other guns in the Marquis’ house? Do you want to shoot them all in my face?”
Well, which one of these monsters would be afraid of bullets? No matter how you hit them, they'll regenerate.
'I know. A gun like this doesn't even pose a threat to you.'
Odette didn't raise her gun to shoot Sion.
It was to catch their attention. To make them stop for a moment.
[ Would you like to use 'Time Chains (Intangible)'? ]
Because the status window needed a brief moment to fill the shackles.
'Yes.'
[ 4 people were designated ]
[ The legs of the designated John, Sion, Victor, and Karl stop. ]
[ 4 people were successfully imbued with the 'Shackles of Time'! ]
Then the status window popped up the long-awaited notification.
“No, Your Excellency. It’s not you that I want to shoot."
She smiled and lightly twisted the wrist that was holding the gun. The four men's gazes followed the direction of the gun's muzzle.
The gun was pointed, of course, at her head.
“...!”
At that moment, the sound of someone breathing heavily was heard.
“Albrecht.”
Sion's voice suddenly became fierce and took on a warning tone.
If it were normal, their reflexes would have taken their guns away immediately, but not now.
[ Target's ability calculation complete! ]
[ Applicable time may vary. ]
[The time each chain can hold the leg still is 5 minutes.]
[ 00 : 05 : 00 ]
[ 00:04:59 ]
Because those chains will hold them together.
Let's not even think about the mind-boggling physical ability that cut 1000 hours into just 5 minutes...
The only thing that matters is that they will be the best witnesses to my death.
“Odette put that gun down. Yes?”
John's voice trembled. Victor also became thoughtful.
“What are you doing, honey? Are you going to make me mad?”
Phew. Odette caught her breath.
If there was even a slight mistake in the plan, she could really lose her life. She gripped the gun tighter and slowly opened my mouth.
“Don’t worry. It’s nothing serious.”
“Put the gun down right now. How is that not a big deal?”
“You are the kind of people who easily forget contempt and disgust, so I’m sure you’ll quickly forget my existence as well.”
Odette said that and laughed cynically.
Odette looked up at the ceiling, smiling hollowly.
Seriously, she was sick of them all.
The quest time was only 10 minutes, but the hated penalty was a whopping 40.
61 times that, considering Charlotte will arrive as soon as she fails. Isn't this just pushing her to die at Karl's hands?
'That's also Karl's penalty. If it were the hatred of another transcendent being, they wouldn't hurt me, even if it's for the sake of purification.'
On the other hand, if Karl felt murderous intent, Odette's safety could not be guaranteed. Even with the limitations of the imprint, she could still be brought to a state just before death.
Odette, who was pushed to the limit, ground her teeth internally. If everything had gone according to plan, it would have to be used in front of the Count in three days, but it seemed she would have to be flexible.
Because she can't afford that kind of luxury right now.
'Inventory. Show me that item.'
At Odette's call, the status window showed an item in the inventory.
[ Customizable Corpse ]
It seemed inevitable that she would have to put her 'fake death' plan into action immediately.
***
Originally, Odette planned to call the Count to Meursault's villa and fake her death in front of him.
[Charlotte is heading to the Meursault area.]
Because the status window kept telling her that Charlotte was coming to the villa too.
Odette tried to die in front of the Count's eyes at the exact moment Charlotte appeared, to deceive them both.
So that the Count, who had lost his source of income called the Purifier, could take notice of Charlotte who had just appeared before his eyes.
Because the two of them had to join hands to achieve ultimate revenge against the Count.
For that plan, Odette spent a week on the beach at Meursault customizing a corpse to look exactly like herself.
Blonde hair and blue-green eyes. The placement and shape of the facial features. Height and body type. Even the smallest details of the body. Perfectly identical.
'But now that it's come to this, I guess I have no choice but to die in front of you all.'
Fooling three transcendent beings would be much more difficult than fooling a Count.
Even though her plan could have been ruined, Odette found herself smiling.
Funnily enough, she actually quite liked the change in direction.
'I hated them this much.'
The fact that she has a chance to hit these guys in the back of the head makes her feel so good.
***
A room filled only with the sound of rain. She slowly got up from her dazed state.
Not a single male protagonist spoke until they staggered over to the wooden desk in front of the balcony window and leaned against it.
“Odette.”
It was John who broke the silence. John pulled at the collar of his shirt and spoke in a hushed voice.
“Odette. I was wrong. But... I really care about you. I really cherish you.”
Odette turned her back to the curtained balcony and faced John.
It was to make her back a blind spot that they couldn't see. She didn't want to get caught using her inventory to call out a gun.
After hiding her right hand behind her waist, Odette called up the status window in her head.
'I have a gun with silver bullets in my hand.'
But that was the moment.
“Honey, stop it.”
Victor moved behind her in an instant and grabbed her arm.
“Koenig! Get your hands off Odette right now. How dare you touch a lady’s arm like that-”
“Your Highness, trust my instincts. I have a bad feeling about this. I think we’re about to do something bad. With these cute little hands.”
Victor grabbed Odette's wrists with one hand as if tying them together, and pulled them up over her head.
'That damn intuition.'
A terribly sensitive pup.
“Karl!”
Odette called Karl, who was waiting outside. Then, with a bang, the door opened as if it had been waiting.
“Hold on to Victor! Don’t let him come near me.”
At her command, Karl immediately grabbed Victor and threw him against the opposite wall.
It happened so quickly that by the time she caught up with her eyes, Karl had already gone to the other side of the wall and was holding Victor's arm behind his back.
“This crazy kid, won’t you let me go right now?!”
Even before Karl's awakening, his strength was almost equal to Victor's.
“Koenig. You need to calm down first.”
In addition, because of the aggressive attitude that Victor had shown me just now, John was also subduing Victor by pressing down on his shoulder.
The only way to turn this situation around is to unleash his flame power. However, no matter how much he tries, he won't be able to use his firepower in a room with a purifier.
As Odette was caressing her throbbing wrist, she noticed Karl's palm with blood streaming down it.
There were also crescent-shaped marks from the fingernails as if to prove that the fist had been clenched tightly.
“No matter what happens inside, don’t come in and wait here.”
It seemed like they were waiting quite desperately for the next order to be given.
It was an unimaginable obedience from the old Karl who would disobey her orders at every opportunity. She could feel the changes that had taken place over the years, but... What good would it all do?
'A slave with such loyalty will want to kill me in 10 minutes.'
But there was no time to wallow in bitterness.
“Let go. Odette is doing something!”
“Shut up. It doesn’t matter to you what my master does.”
“Damn it. Odette is planning something dangerous for herself!”
'You're a ghost.'
“Hold on to Victor! Don’t let him come near me.”
At her command, Karl immediately grabbed Victor and threw him against the opposite wall.
It happened so quickly that by the time she caught up with her eyes, Karl had already gone to the other side of the wall and was holding Victor's arm behind his back.
“This crazy kid, won’t you let me go right now?!”
Even before Karl's awakening, his strength was almost equal to Victor's.
“Koenig. You need to calm down first.”
In addition, because of the aggressive attitude that Victor had shown me just now, John was also subduing Victor by pressing down on his shoulder.
The only way to turn this situation around is to unleash his flame power. However, no matter how much he tries, he won't be able to use his firepower in a room with a purifier.
As Odette was caressing her throbbing wrist, she noticed Karl's palm with blood streaming down it.
There were also crescent-shaped marks from the fingernails as if to prove that the fist had been clenched tightly.
“No matter what happens inside, don’t come in and wait here.”
It seemed like they were waiting quite desperately for the next order to be given.
It was an unimaginable obedience from the old Karl who would disobey her orders at every opportunity. She could feel the changes that had taken place over the years, but... What good would it all do?
'A slave with such loyalty will want to kill me in 10 minutes.'
But there was no time to wallow in bitterness.
“Let go. Odette is doing something!”
“Shut up. It doesn’t matter to you what my master does.”
“Damn it. Odette is planning something dangerous for herself!”
'You're a ghost.'
Unlike Karl, who didn't even listen to his words, Sion and John, who knew Victor's sensitivity, turned their gazes to me.
“...!”
Then he made a surprised expression.
'Inventory. Put the gun in my hand.'
Odette took advantage of the commotion to summon her gun and found herself aiming the gun precisely at Sion's face.
"Ha..."
But they soon felt relieved.
Even the person who was pointed at with a gun smiled brightly. It seemed as if he was genuinely happy.
“Shoot. You can shoot as many times as you want. If shooting me makes you feel better.”
“...”
“The replay should be slow. I’m worried that it’ll make you even angrier. Should I give you all the other guns in the Marquis’ house? Do you want to shoot them all in my face?”
Well, which one of these monsters would be afraid of bullets? No matter how you hit them, they'll regenerate.
'I know. A gun like this doesn't even pose a threat to you.'
Odette didn't raise her gun to shoot Sion.
It was to catch their attention. To make them stop for a moment.
[ Would you like to use 'Time Chains (Intangible)'? ]
Because the status window needed a brief moment to fill the shackles.
'Yes.'
[ 4 people were designated ]
[ The legs of the designated John, Sion, Victor, and Karl stop. ]
[ 4 people were successfully imbued with the 'Shackles of Time'! ]
Then the status window popped up the long-awaited notification.
“No, Your Excellency. It’s not you that I want to shoot."
She smiled and lightly twisted the wrist that was holding the gun. The four men's gazes followed the direction of the gun's muzzle.
The gun was pointed, of course, at her head.
“...!”
At that moment, the sound of someone breathing heavily was heard.
“Albrecht.”
Sion's voice suddenly became fierce and took on a warning tone.
If it were normal, their reflexes would have taken their guns away immediately, but not now.
[ Target's ability calculation complete! ]
[ Applicable time may vary. ]
[The time each chain can hold the leg still is 5 minutes.]
[ 00 : 05 : 00 ]
[ 00:04:59 ]
Because those chains will hold them together.
Let's not even think about the mind-boggling physical ability that cut 1000 hours into just 5 minutes...
The only thing that matters is that they will be the best witnesses to my death.
“Odette put that gun down. Yes?”
John's voice trembled. Victor also became thoughtful.
“What are you doing, honey? Are you going to make me mad?”
Phew. Odette caught her breath.
If there was even a slight mistake in the plan, she could really lose her life. She gripped the gun tighter and slowly opened my mouth.
“Don’t worry. It’s nothing serious.”
“Put the gun down right now. How is that not a big deal?”
“You are the kind of people who easily forget contempt and disgust, so I’m sure you’ll quickly forget my existence as well.”
Odette said that and laughed cynically.
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