The Only Ending for the Evil Count Pig Is Destruction

304 – Scene 304# Hope

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Everything came to mind.

I remember becoming Peter and rewriting the 526 bad endings that Tristan experienced.

Later, I became so immersed in the character of Peter that I even forgot my original purpose.

“Originally, my brother was going to destroy all the dummy worlds and start from scratch as Peter.”

Sora looked at me with a bitter smile.

“But my brother chose Tristan again in the end.”

“Okay. I am… “You said you wanted to understand Tristan.”

I was a bit skeptical when I became Peter.

In particular, the truth that Bella, who had an extremely bad relationship with Tristan, let alone his loyal confidant and her Helga her, revealed at the last moment was shocking.

-Sorry… Cough… I guess he was still in my heart… I am… She really is a lousy woman. It’s not enough that I still love that man, I want to see him until the end…

Béla Isaachel is a noble and just character. She is the world’s last hope, never giving in to the players’ invasion and fighting until the end. It was completely incomprehensible to me that she had her heart stolen by her her her her villain her, Tristan.

So I thought.

Tristan might not be who I thought.

There must be a reason why Bella rejected her main character, Peter, and harbored affection for Tristan.

If I understood Tristan, she thought Bella would know why she said that, so she decided to become Tristan.

But there was no need to understand.

Because I already knew the answer.

“But it was actually ‘me’…”

I, Jeong Ji-hwan, lived the life of Tristan number 526, and then lived again as Peter number 526 and punished Tristan. And finally, the one I chose was Tristan, not Peter.

“Haha…”

I burst out laughing.

It was something I did, but it was so outrageous.

“All this time, I thought you were just turning me into Tristan for fun…”

I just forgot.

Through the remnants of memory that remained after erasing the dummy worlds, which were like a kind of parallel world, and through repeated regression, my memory became like a puzzle with pieces missing here and there.

Moreover, the helplessness of not being able to protect my younger brother and the guilt of selling him off as an experiment for Stella’s company reassembled my memories at will.

I forgot my unhappy family history.

I forgot about the unfortunate accident that happened to me and my younger brother.

I forgot my younger brother, who is surviving in a device made by Stella.

I had forgotten all about that painful past.

“I only found out after seeing my brother write ‘Despair.’ “My brother is in danger right now.”

‘Despair.’ Sora said that he decided to intervene when he saw me using it.

“‘Despair’ is the character used as the devil’s last struggle. The setting is that as powerful as it is, the user has no choice but to be destroyed. But even taking that into account, my brother’s ‘despair’ was strangely strong. ‘Despair’ is not a personality strong enough to kill a demon.”

“Then…”

“The failure, frustration, and despair that my brother experienced all this time caused ‘despair’ to explode.”

‘Despair’ is a personality that exists solely for the destruction of the user. All demon lords who used it were destroyed without exception.

Then…

“Am I done now… ?”

“No. Not yet.”

“What… ?”

“Right now, there is a girl who is struggling more than anyone else to save her brother.”

“Ah…”

Only then did I remember the guy next to me who was calling my name and clinging to me right before I ran out of control.

Peter’s younger sister and my death flag… At the same time, a girl who will become the hero of this world. Even though she carries the great destiny of being a hero, she is trying to save me, the demon king.

“I should be grateful. Because she had that child, she was able to prevent her brother’s destruction.”

“I have to go back…”

Even if Wendy uses her warrior power to deal with me, I don’t know how long she will last. We must not delay any longer.

But Sora caught me like that.

“Wait. “Oppa.”

“… Why?”

“Hey… “Why don’t we just forget everything and live?”

My eyebrows narrowed at that unexpected recommendation.

“You come this far and then suddenly give up? “What is the reason?”

“I’ve been watching it for a while. How much pain, frustration, and despair my brother felt…”

After saying that, Sora bit her lip. It was a habit she did from her childhood whenever she tried to hold back her crying.

“The more I went back, the more I saw my brother losing his old memories and changing. I don’t want to see that again.”

“…”

“It’s okay if you completely forget about me. It’s okay to live without me now. Don’t worry about me, I just want you to get the happy ending you think.”

She could only imagine how difficult it must have been for her to say those words. It’s true that I went to great lengths to save her.

But… That is not necessarily the only reason.

I slowly opened my mouth.

“Sora. I was glad that the wonderful world you wrote about exists. The fact that I could be involved in this world was very exciting in itself. Of course, after learning the truth, my thoughts changed…”

“Brother…”

“I hope more than anyone else that the world and people you created will be real. So, in the happy ending I think, you, the owner and creator of this world, must not be left out.”

I put my hand on Sora’s her shoulder her her her her. And looked straight at her.

“You are my sister. Do you think I would want an ending without you?”

“But… So what do the players do? There is a way to stop them and protect this place… ?”

Okay. It’s a problem I’ve been thinking about for a while.

No matter how many times I tried, it was not enough to deal with them.

I honestly thought that even if I became the Demon Lord this time and used all the power of this world, it would be impossible to beat the players.

“I already have something in mind about that.”

This is something that has already been attempted hundreds of times in previous episodes. No matter how much force they have in their hands, for the players, this is just a game. In the end, we are just some strong NPCs.

Ultimately, in order to deal with players, you have to bridge the absolute ‘gap’ with NPCs.

Confirming my will, Sora nodded.

“Okay… Okay, okay. “Oppa.”

He took something out of his arms and handed it to me.

“Take this.”

“Hmm? This is yours… ?”

“Are you okay. I think I’ll have to sleep deeply for a while because I’ve spent so much effort trying to get my brother’s memories back. In the meantime, I’ll leave this to you.”

What Sora held out was none other than a snowball that allowed him to look into reality.

“It will probably be visible thanks to my brother getting rid of all the dummy worlds.

“Then what about you?”

“I’ve seen a lot. Anyway, I haven’t used it since my brother came here… If this helps him, I’ll gladly give it to him…”

“… Thank you.”

Now is the time to say goodbye.

I stopped while stroking her head.

“Uh, um. “I’m not a kid anymore, so I don’t need it, right?”

“No…Please do it. I don’t know when I’ll see you again…”

Sora stuck out her head.

In the end, Sora let out a chuckle as she gently stroked her head with her palm.

Although her body she grew and she grew older, Sora was still Sora. She was just like the immature little sister I had in my old memories.

“… Don’t worry. I’ll see you again soon.”

“Yes… I’ll be watching over you in my dreams…”

Sora trailed off her words as if she was very disappointed. I held her hand as if to encourage her.

“I will definitely wake you up.”

*

“Cough…”

Coughing came first.

When I opened my eyes, I was lying down covered in dust.

‘What… ?’

All around there were ruins.

Broken rocks and still clouds of dust showed traces of the fierce battle that took place here.

If I remember correctly, this must be an ordeal of despair…

“I am… I won. “Count.”

When I turned her head, a woman covered in scars was riding on top of me.

“You…”

It was Wendy.

She used her hero’s power to become a mature female swordsman.

The tip of the broken sword in her hand was resting on my chest.

Only then did I understand what the current situation was.

She had been dealing with me who had been falling into ‘despair’ and running wild. My guess is that she was trying to escape from here and sow ‘despair’ in this world. Of course Wendy would have tried to stop it…

But what was surprising was the fact that Wendy overwhelmed me when I went crazy.

This situation, holding down the fallen me with a sword, was practically a conclusion.

Nevertheless, despite being consumed by ‘despair’, I held onto Wendy’s thin neck as if I had not given up until the end.

Changrang.

But somehow Wendy dropped her sword. As if this was the end.

I opened my mouth in puzzle.

“Why… “You’re not going to kill me, are you?”

“I can’t kill you… ” .”

What?

Wendy’s body glowed and she returned to her childlike appearance. She gave up her hostility and became completely defenseless, looking down at me with eyes that were extremely sad for her age.

“Until now, I… I was saved by the Count again and again… How could I… How could you stab the Count? ?”

Wendy placed her hand on top of my hand, which was holding her her neck her her her.

“To me who was scared and crying on the library stairs… The Count was the only one who held out her hand. Oh… From then on, the owner of my heart was always the Count… The Count was always by my side whenever I was in pain or sad…”

“… Ah.”

Wendy’s eyes started to get wet.

“However… I can see how much the Count suffered… I didn’t know I lived with such despair… I’m sorry…”

Wendy, who dealt with me who was consumed by ‘despair’, vaguely felt the despair I felt.

“For me, despair is… Sniff… The Count is not with me… Black…”

The warm tears that flowed from Wendy’s cheeks fell onto my cheeks.

“It’s okay if you kill me…” ” . If only then the Count’s resentment and despair would be weakened… Then I can die…”

When I was completely influenced by Tristan, the girl who would have died countless times because of me.

The girl was about to trust her life her to me. Because she could not hate others and was so good by nature, she entrusted her life to me, who had been corrupted into an evil devil.

“Well, even if I die, I won’t blame you… I won’t hate the Count as much as I do… Therefore… Uh… ?”

She “Lost her mind in despair and wandered in the darkness…”

I gently touched Wendy’s sobbing cheek with my hand.

“Are you trying to save me like this?”

“Count…?”

“Okay.”

He wiped away her tears with his fingers. Although my body still felt weak, perhaps due to the effects of ‘despair’, I smiled faintly.

Wendy’s face slowly began to straighten as she looked at me.

“You’re back… ? Me, really? You really came back as the Count…?!”

“Okay…”

“Count… !!”

Wendy burst into tears and ran into my arms.

“I really… The Count… Ugh! I just know what happens… I hate it so much… Black… I am… To somehow save the Count… While fighting…”

Wendy began to cry and rant, as if all her accumulated emotions were bursting out at once. Still, I understand what you’re trying to say.

“You are probably the first hero to try to save the Demon King.”

It was that moment.

[Wendy Wingfield awakens as a true ‘warrior’!]

[A setting change occurs in Wendy Wingfield!]

[Wendy Wingfield has discovered a new personality!]

[Wendy Wingfield gained personality ‘hope’!]

Huh?

Message windows appeared one after another. However, Wendy, who had acquired her own personality, was still crying in my arms.

The reason I was surprised was because it was the first time I had seen a character in this world gain a personality. No… If you think about it, I’ve become a character in this world, so it’s not like I can’t get her as Wendy…

I patted Wendy’s back with one hand and opened her message window with the other hand.

+

Personality: Hope

Rank: SSS

Details: Hope blooms only on despair. It is the only light and salvation that shines forever in the darkness.

The owner of this personality develops a tolerance to ‘despair’ and can save those who are in ‘despair’.

Likewise, those who have been saved once by the user will have an increased resistance to ‘despair’.

“It is true that a hero is someone who saves someone.”

“Yes… ?”

I was staring at her message window, and when she lowered her head, my eyes met Wendy’s amber-colored eyes.

I spoke into those gentle, gentle eyes.

“You were my hero…”