The Only Ending for the Evil Count Pig Is Destruction

298 – Scene 298# Diary

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[Entering the 66th episode!]

I decided to write a diary.

So that you don’t forget me here either.

I wrote down everything I remembered. In the episodes we have passed so far, we have written down the date and cause of death. And about the reason why I am here and the situation that Sora and I are in.

The hassle of having to write a new diary every time was nothing in this situation.

If you can’t forget me, you should do everything you can.

[Entering the 71st episode!]

Now that I think about it, what happened to my body?

While writing my diary, this thought suddenly occurred to me.

The device I used to connect to Tristan is Stella’s ‘Star Gear Pro’.

The Star Gear, which can be seen as a lower version of the Milky Way worn by Sora, is a dream device that allows gamers to access the virtual world.

While VR devices simply provide visual information, Star Gear is capable of connecting the human mind to the game. It’s like possessing someone.

Among them, the Star Gear Pro I used was the latest device being made by Stella. Unlike the entry-level model, which only provides somewhat dull feedback through simple electrical stimulation, the pro model was able to experience a sensational sensation by reproducing the stimulation that can be received in real life.

However, if the connection is repeated more than a certain number of times, side effects such as short-term memory loss occur, so it was not officially released and was only used for testing. As long as you control the number of connections properly, it is truly the best gaming device in existence.

My guess is that my body is probably out there somewhere with my star gear on.

CEO Park made me a living NPC, so at least as long as this game lasts, he won’t be able to ‘discard’ me like Lemina.

Even so, it was frustrating.

This situation itself, entrusting my body to a human being like CEO Park.

I have to find a way out before something happens to my body.

The opportunity I can take is probably the opening of an online service where players come from outside… It will only be then.

If I tell them about Representative Park’s atrocities and the situation I am in, they will help me. People will be angry and ask how people can do such terrible things to other people.

So I have to pretend to be Tristan and hold out until service starts.

[Entering the 86th episode!]

Tristan had many enemies.

As I was set up to be the worst villain, there were many people within the empire who tried to kill me.

There were quite a few people who sent assassins, attempted to poison people at random, or attempted to kill people by pretending to be an accident.

Part of me wanted to kill them all, but I stopped because I felt like I was following the will of evil personalities like ‘anger’ that I had tried so hard to suppress.

The more I become faithful to those instinctive feelings, the more I will become Tristan.

[Entering the 92nd episode!]

Now that I think about it, it was a really strange thing.

It will soon be the 100th time, but in terms of time, I would have already lived here for well over a year.

However, let alone opening the service, neither CEO Park nor any of the company employees showed up in front of me.

Suddenly I was overcome with fear.

Could it be that the game development was canceled? If for some reason this game service is discontinued, I will be trapped here forever. In addition, Sora’s life-sustaining treatment will be discontinued.

That is the most terrible ending for me.

But unfortunately there was no way for me to check. I am cut off from the outside world and have no way to communicate with the outside world.

Ah… At this moment, I miss her as a co-worker. She was my senior and helped me a lot. She was so kind that she even bought me coffee again when I often spilled it…

Uh… ? However…

What was her name

[Entering the 108th episode!]

The more I died, the more I learned. How can I avoid these death flags and survive?

Dying the same way becomes boring once, twice, or three times. After about four or five times, the body was able to avoid it on its own.

Looking at this, it seems like Tristan’s athleticism isn’t that bad either. If you just exercise, you might have a pretty useful body…

[Entering the 131st episode!]

Tristan’s body now feels more like mine than my own. From the lukewarm temperature of the bath water to the mediocre cooking of the steak, and even the heavy humidity in the room after the rain was enough to bother me. His sensitive personality may have rubbed off on me.

In particular, I easily recognized the murderous intent towards me. It was hard to explain, but I had a vague feeling that someone had murderous intentions towards me. Thanks to this, I was able to see how many people harbored a grudge against me.

It was a very depressing story to be hated even though I hadn’t done anything wrong, but I thought it was a good thing.

If I sensed hostility from the other person, I could take the initiative and leave the situation.

[Entering the 157th episode!]

Wow!

“Kyaaah?! “I’m sorry!”

This is a kid who really can’t let down his guard.

I snatched the fork and knife that had taken my life in the last episode out of the air.

Wendy was carrying her dishes to the tray and tipped them over at me as I passed by. Not only did I fall down so shockingly in front of me, but the fork and knife on the tray bounced around and flew towards my neck her, which was impossible unless I intended it.

But Wendy wasn’t trying to take my life. This is entirely the influence of Wendy’s personality her, her her ‘unhappiness’ her.

If this were a game, it could only be seen as a bug, but Wendy is that kind of character. She was hated and killed by Tristan and was created as such a flawed character to serve as an opportunity for her brother Peter to take revenge.

At least as long as she is in this world, she will not be able to escape the influence of ‘misfortune’.

But was it because she was still alive when she should have left the show a long time ago?

She never imagined that something like this would happen, where she would be stabbed in the neck by her fork and knife, which flew out of her spilled utensils. She had no intention of killing or even an enemy, so she suffered in vain.

However, I am proud of myself for being able to snatch a fork and knife out of the air in just two attempts.

“Gwae, are you okay…” “?” ?!”

She almost died. How could she be okay?

But she didn’t really want to reprimand her.

“Call another maid to clean it up.”

“Huh?! Well, but…”

“I won’t tell you twice. And if possible, you should not appear in front of me.”

“Hey… ! Oh, I’m sorry! I was wrong… ! Heehee…”

Wendy hurriedly goes to call the senior maids. Seeing her tripping over her own legs every now and then, she looked more pitiful than funny.

[Entering the 174th episode!]

“… “I thought she was cold-blooded, but it seems you have this side too.”

Bella looked at me as if she was a little surprised.

I began bringing wild dogs wandering around the city and raising them at my mansion. Although they were shy, when I handed them their food, they even waved their tails to welcome me.

“I thought you hated animals.”

“Neither like it nor dislike it.”

Actually, I was very tired.

After dying so many times, my mentality began to crack, and just yesterday I hurt myself so much that I lost my vitality.

“I also heard this somewhere, that there are no bad people who like animals. What do you think, Count?”

“… “It is an absurd rumor.”

I didn’t pick up animals because I particularly like them.

I just needed comfort. I felt like my soul would be devastated if I endured any more individuality and harmed myself, so I decided to control my mind by petting animals.

It was simply an act of petting a dog, but surprisingly, it wasn’t completely effective. However, I had to concentrate very hard to stroke it.

“That… Song. Well, you can’t be that kind of person.”

“Okay.”

Bella smiled bitterly.

The more recent episodes went on, the more Bella tried to see me as a good person. It’s probably the influence of Dummy World.

In each episode, I didn’t do anything particularly disparaging to Bella.

Bella is a character who takes the place of the main heroine. She is nobler, more just, and more beautiful than anyone else. She is an inviolable territory and a being who should never be approached.

Yes. Tristan is someone who never suits her. Knowing her my her subject her her her, I tried not to make contact with her. She intentionally answers her questions with short answers or says something different even though she clearly knows what answer she wants.

But I guess my words and actions she didn’t seem too bad to Bella.

As those perceptions accumulated over her episodes, a change occurred in her as well.

“Count. “How long have we known each other?”

“It must have been reasonably old.”

“Then do you remember Dmitri?”

Bella looked at her, her her name her her coming out of her mouth for the first time.

She looked as undisturbed as usual, but her blue eyes seemed to be expecting some kind of answer from me. But…

“Dmitry? Who is that?”

“… No. If you forgot, that’s okay.”

Bella sighed softly and avoided my gaze.

What? Who is Dmitry to be so sad?

I, who didn’t know much about Bella and Tristan’s distant past, had no way of knowing that fact.

[Entering the 194th episode!]

When I reached the 194th session, I experienced a headache due to the aftereffects of logging in. Additionally, there were psychological causes. It was quite stressful to have to resist individuality in each episode.

My body was full of self-inflicted wounds to protect my ego from individuality. Every day felt like a war with myself. This time I had to endure while hurting my body and causing pain was almost like hell.

I became increasingly helpless.

My personality and ego clashed, and I often found myself in situations that were mentally unbearable.

Because of this, the number of people bothering people around them or putting pressure on nobles with wealth and power has decreased significantly.

The first to notice the change was Helga, who returned from deployment.

“Count. “What are you worried about?”

As I walked through the rainy garden of the mansion with an umbrella, I shook my head.

“Nothing…”

“Or is there anyone you would like to fix? Just tell me. I can take care of it. Hehe…”

“No. That’s not it…”

I slowly started to think that it was my limit.

Just looking at the episodes, it seemed like it had been several years since I had been living as Tristan. I thought that if I continued to live as Tristan like this, I might become Tristan as CEO Park said.

Sometimes, when I can’t bear it like this, I go for a walk and myself… So, I used to think about a person named Jeong Ji-hwan.

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At that time, a gust of wind blew and I lost the umbrella I was holding. The umbrella that left my hand rose into the air and soon flew away.

Watching that nothing scene, I felt a great sense of loss.

My personality as Jeong Ji-hwan may also disappear completely. Wouldn’t it be slipping out of my hands and going to a place where I can never catch it?

But even though I lost my umbrella, the rain didn’t pour down on my head.

“Count. I don’t know what you’re thinking, but…”

Helga was holding her own umbrella over my head.

“It’s not like the Count to look so gloomy.”

“If… “What would you think if I told you that I wasn’t actually Tristan?”

“Yes?”

Since the question was asked suddenly, the explanation was a bit lacking.

“Therefore… If I tell you that I am not the Tristan you used to know, but someone else who looks just like me… What are you going to do?”

“Hmm…”

Helga, wearing her eye patch, looked at me intently with one of her eyes and opened her mouth.

“Is it because it’s raining? Uncharacteristic of a Count, you are asking quite philosophical questions. Well, that won’t happen, but… “I have the discernment to decide who I will serve for the rest of my life.”

Her raindrops were slowly soaking Helga’s hair.

“From that perspective, I think the ‘now’ Count who asks such questions is also a person worth serving.”

But she smiled softly at me and said, as if she didn’t care at all.

“Do not forget it. No matter what happens, I will be the Count’s umbrella.”