The Only Ending for the Evil Count Pig Is Destruction

300 – Scene 300# Heavy Rain

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[Entering the 228th episode!]

Immediately after the episode in which he committed suicide with the players as his companions, I urgently called Helga, who was on deployment, to the mansion.

As expected, she appeared before me within a few days.

“Oh my goodness. Count. “Did you miss me that much when you called me so suddenly?”

“Okay.”

Hehe. Of course that can’t be… Yes?”

“I missed you.”

“Huh? Huh?”

She was alive as if it was obvious, but simply seeing her with her eyes wasn’t enough, so I hugged her tightly.

“Ugh?! Count?!”

“Don’t do such a reckless thing again.”

“Yes? Uh… Hmm… Yes I don’t know what it is, but I don’t do anything. What! Hmm!”

Helga didn’t know what to do, but then she was hugged to me.

I remembered the look on her face as she held my hand as I was bleeding to death. The expression that reassured me flashed before her eyes.

I hugged Helga tightly. She felt that she was alive, feeling her eyes, nose, mouth, and body temperature.

Players… Like they said, this world might just be a game. It may just be a world created for the entertainment of players.

I also knew that this was a game. But…

I could no longer say that this world was just a game. Even though it was an artificially created world, it was more real to me than reality.

Especially delicate characters that cannot be recreated with AI or programs. They naturally had a more humane side than humans.

At least to me, the characters in this world seemed more human than the players.

-They are ‘real’ characters created by Jeong So-ra’s imagination.

I could see why CEO Park praised the characters of this world as being real. He, who is obsessively obsessed with reality, must have been impressed to see that the characters created by Sora’s imagination had such diverse emotions and personalities that they were indistinguishable from real people.

In that regard, I would like to agree with Representative Park. The characters in this world are real. It’s a real living being. Furthermore, it is a being that is more human than a human being.

“Count… ? Are you okay?”

As she kept hugging her and not saying anything, Helga asked her out of concern about my condition.

She sincerely hoped she wouldn’t die. Sora hoped that everyone he created would be alive and well. I hoped and hoped that this world would not be overrun by players and the like.

“Okay… I’m fine.”

Her strength went into the arms that held her. She felt her, her existence, the precious world that Sora created, with her, her whole body, her her… I swore in my heart.

It doesn’t matter if you’re real or fake.

I will definitely protect you.

I will save you from here.

[Entering the 242nd episode!]

We fought fiercely with the players in every round. Then I realized that time in the outside world repeats the same way as here.

What made me realize that was the service start date for the player… So, it was when I asked about the real time.

-Today? It’s July 5th, 2032?

It was exactly one year since I was imprisoned here by Representative Park. That meant that only a year had passed since I became Tristan.

It was a strange thing.

If I were to count the total time I’ve been here for the 200th time, it would have been about 10 years. But only one year has passed?

It was confusing.

In the meantime, I thought that the reason I kept regressing was simply because CEO Park was messing with the system to harass me. However, the moment I went back to the past, the clock also went back in reality.

Of course, no matter how much President Park does, he cannot turn back the time of reality.

It would be a mistake to say that the reason CEO Park neglected me for such a long period of time was because I had repeatedly regressed.

‘Then who… ? ?’

I thought about the cause of this supernatural phenomenon, but I couldn’t figure it out.

No. No. If I were to be specific, this world was created by my younger sister, Jeong So-ra. So maybe she did something… ?

‘No… That can’t be possible.’

If she had the ability to do something like this, she would have sent me a signal or a message.

Sora is in such a state that she can’t even lift a finger right now. It’s been a long time since I entered Sora’s world her her her her, but the proof is that there hasn’t been any reaction so far.

I read the diary and thought about it for a while.

What is the reason for repeated regression when you are trapped in a game like this?

At first, I doubted everything.

Starting from the identity of this world I am in, to the existence of me… However, the reason was still unknown.

All I know is that the time I start the episode is one year before the online service opening date. And the terrible pain I felt every time I died was simply because I was not dreaming…

Eventually, I stopped looking for reasons for regression. No matter what, the fact of repeating regression was advantageous to me, not disadvantageous.

Rather, regression has helped me fight players time and time again.

‘Okay. It doesn’t matter whether it’s a chance given by God or a chance given by Sora…’

If only I could use this regression to protect the characters I love.

If I can protect Sora’s world her, I am willing to take any opportunity given by the devil.

[Entering the 263rd episode!]

In the past, I set fire to the mansion and killed the guild guys who killed Helga and me.

It was all thanks to regression. Because I’ve experienced everything they’re thinking and what dirty tricks they’re trying to use.

Revenge was exhilarating and thrilling. Even though I knew that I would come back to life, the moment I killed them, I felt empty inside.

[Entering the 286th episode!]

I mobilized all of Ruelberta’s private soldiers, Aslan, and mercenaries to battle the players.

At first, our side had the upper hand in the battle. It was clear that Aslan was the country’s most elite private soldier group. Like veterans of battle, they overwhelmed the players and sounded victory signs everywhere.

However, it was difficult for Aslan to handle the exponentially increasing number of players. Moreover, the players who were confused soon began to unite around guilds, turning the situation around.

The members who were guarding my side fell one by one. Even when Helga, who fought with me until the end, fell, I did not give up.

Okay. Let’s try it.

No matter how many times I return, I will defeat you guys.

[Entering the 292nd episode!]

Variables arose in unexpected places.

“That’s not possible. Tristan.”

Arthur Ruel Bertha, my guardian and uncle, shook his head.

“Are you planning on starting a war? “We don’t need that many private soldiers.”

As each episode progressed, I felt the need to increase my strength. Among them, he attempted to invest a huge amount of the family’s funds in order to raise Aslan, his direct private military organization, but was met with opposition from Arthur, the eldest adult in the family.

“It’s because my uncle doesn’t know the seriousness of the situation. We need strength.”

“You can’t spend that much money on something that may or may not happen in a year.”

It was obvious that the players wouldn’t believe that they would invade, so I lied and said that the Demon King would awaken in a year. No, actually, it’s not completely wrong. According to the flow of the original work, when the Demon King was in full swing, the players came in first and started messing with him.

But even for that reason, I couldn’t persuade Arthur.

“No matter how much you are the head of the family, you cannot allow your family’s wealth to be wasted.”

“If you lose everything after a year, it’s already too late. “I know what you’re talking about, but you have to trust me now.”

“I can’t do that. Moreover, if you raise your troops to this level, you will be checked by the imperial family and other nobles. “It is not an adventure that will take a considerable amount of money and increase the number of enemies.”

“Uncle… !”

“This is not just my opinion! Most of your relatives have the same opinion as me. Tristan. What you are trying to do is literally take the money and throw it away!”

Arthur is a man who has run the family in place of Tristan, who took over as head of the family at a young age.

It may have been because of his resourcefulness that the Ruelberta family continued to enjoy power.

But because he was such a capable man, he did not obediently grant my request.

“Whoa…”

I rubbed my face with my palm out of frustration.

In every episode, Arthur cheered me on as I fought against the players. My family actively supported me and did not spare any support. For Arthur, Tristan was like a child.

But why is it interfering with my path?

Excited.

“Uncle… I ask you to be serious. It is absolutely necessary for me.”

“No.”

Excited.

“Only once… “Won’t you think about it one more time?”

“I have already talked to my relatives and my thoughts will not change. I’m sorry, but I can’t grant your request. Tristan.”

Excited.

“Ha…”

“Are you sighing just now?”

I was annoyed.

“… “On a subject I don’t know.”

“What?”

“You’re saying that because you don’t know anything.”

I glared at Arthur with the ’emotions’ boiling in my heart.

“Ugh?! You… “

“What hardships have I endured so far… If my uncle knew how much humiliation I have suffered, he would never be able to do this to me…”

“Stop…”

“Are you distressed? “I live in such pain every moment.”

“Tristan… ! “Stop!”

I looked away when I saw Arthur’s complexion turn pale. Only then did Arthur breathe heavily.

“Huh… ! Huh…! Just now… ?”

“It looks like my uncle was very tired.”

“Your gaze just said something…” ” ” .”

“… “My gaze?”

When she tilted her head, Arthur silenced her.

“It looks like your condition has improved. “Why don’t you go back and get some rest?”

“Tristan. You this guy… No. It’s done.”

Arthur was about to say something, but she quickly shook her head as if she were tired.

“I’m saying this out of old age, but keep in mind. You are no longer a child either. It is time for us as the head of the family to become more self-aware.”

“…”

“I can’t look after you forever. You will also have respect as the head of the family… And don’t be too upset about today. If you don’t do strange things like this from now on, I will definitely entrust you with important matters in our family. Until then, be quiet. Do you understand?”

I didn’t answer and just shrugged. Arthur frowned at her when he saw that.

“Ugly guy… Cluck…”

After Arthur left, I sat on the sofa and lost in thought.

I need force more than ever.

It is absolutely necessary to have force that can overwhelm players who continue to level up.

And fortunately, my family has enormous funds that can even purchase military force.

I have the power to save everyone.

However…

You say you can’t give it to me?

Are you going to stop me?

Me trying to save this world?

Excited.

“Is there anyone there?”

“Did you call me? “Count.”

It was Helga who heard my voice and responded as if she had been waiting. She must have entered the room at some point, but in the darkness beneath the curtain, only one of her eyes was shining like a cat.

“Helga.”

“Yes.”

“What are the ‘black dogs’ doing now?”

Helga’s expression hardened as if she had heard ominous words.

“… “They must be out there on a spy mission.”

“Tell them. There is ‘prey.'”

“?!”

Suddenly her eyes opened wide and she looked at my expression and then opened her mouth in disbelief.

“Count. No way…”

I looked out the window without answering.

There were dark clouds in the sky. Below, Arthur’s carriage was seen leaving her mansion.

Rolling.

A thunderous sound like a lion’s roar was heard from afar. And soon raindrops formed on the window.

That night when heavy rain poured down, I muttered in a voice tinged with ‘pride.’

“It won’t stop raining for a while… ” .”