Hunters with weak stomachs felt nauseous. Hunters with strong stomachs, thought prudently while staring at the quest that jumped out in front of their eyes.
Only the Constellation.
âAh.â
Only the librarian opened his mouth while fluttering his 5m long sleeves.
âPlease clean the vomit yourself. Isnât that just basic manners? The hygiene of the library can only be maintained if all the users work hard.â
Clap!
The librarian clapped lightly. On the backside of the bookshelf. From the dark corners of the shadow, unknown things came close. It mightâve seemed human at first glance in terms of running limbsâŠ
The Witch squinted her eyebrows.
â⊠Bookmarks?â
The unidentified things had bookmarks as their bodies.
There was even a strange picture in the middle of the bookmark. Servant clothes? Maid clothes? Anyway, the clothes that were worn by maids of the old were engraved as pictures.
âOhh. You pointed it out exactly. These are bookmark maids!â
The librarian went âEhemâ, and assumed the hands-on-hips pose.
âThey will be looking over the lot of you until you clear the 30th floor.â
The bookmarks that had maids engraved on it, bowed down.
âWhen you want to eat or go to the bathroom, tell the bookmark maids. Though they look like that, they are still quite capable.â
âMonsterâŠ..right? For starters?â
The librarian covered his mouth with his sleeves.
The Constellationâs eyes were smiling.
âYou can think of it that way.â
The librarianâs eyes were grinning, but his voice didnât have the same feel. The Hunters flinched. The voice of the Constellation, which had been consistently bright, was cold for the first time.
âEveryone, you should be mindful of a few things while staying here.â
The librarian said.
âFirst. Never touch a book without the great meâs permission. Just donât touch it. These are all hard-earned books that I shed blood and sweat for. These are the one and only Apocalypses in this universe. Bastards who donât even ask the consent of the owner and touch these books carelesslyâŠâ
âFuck.â
At that time, a Hunter cursed out.
âWhat a load of bullshit? In the end, arenât you the boss monster, you bastard?!â
â⊠Hmm.â
âHey! You guys arm yourselves! The quest is a whole load of shit, we just have to kill that guy and weâll be able to clear up to the 30th floor. âGreat meâ my ass! If 300 people attack him together, weâll be able to beat him anyways!â
Everyone became noisy.
The librarian didnât particularly stop the instigators. He just smiled and watched silently. Upon seeing the silence of the Constellation, the Hunters became more amped up.
âUs too, we can beat that little kid! Even a greenhorn such as the Death King or what not cleared the 20th floor alone.â
ââŠâŠ..â
Were they trying to win me over?
âIs there anything we canât do?! Huhhh!?â
When the instigator pointed at me, several people looked towards my direction. Everyone was of different ethnicity. The colors of their eyes were also different. However, the glare in their eyes and the colors of their emotions were the same.
Envy. Jealously. Greed.
They were all the feelings that I was very familiar with.
âYou all, leave me out of this! No, all the top 5 guilds should stand down!â
It wasnât just me, the Hunter also shouted at the Witch and Sword Saint. He even shouted at Heretic Questioner, Count, and other top guild leaders.
âI didnât like the fact that the lot of you monopolized the attack from the 11th floor onwards. Huh? Like only you guys are the representative of the tower. Then you dragged a greenhorn from somewhere and then you framed him up as a new hero or something. You think we donât know the bullshit you guys are making up?â
The Witch was infuriated.
âWho do you think you are talking to nowâŠ?!â
Kuuuuuk.
[T/N: Sound of grabbing something.]
I grabbed the Witchâs wrist.
âBear with it.â
âBut, Death King. If you leave those kind of people aloneâŠâ
âBut for now, bear with it.â
I whispered to the Witch.
âThis now. Everything is being âlive broadcastedâ.â
The Witch batted her eyes.
âA live broadcast? What are you talking about.â
âThey are projecting via hologram videos on Babylon Square.â
ââŠâŠ.â
In the past, I couldnât even step foot on the 21st floor because I didnât receive a Title. Nevertheless, I knew in detail how the stage was going to be carried out, and what the quest would be about.
âItâs like a television program. People in the plaza are seeing everything we do. Live.â
âWhy is that kind of thingâŠ?â
âThat Constellation said so. Weâre no different from [Characters].â
I said softly.
âOf course there would be [Viewers] whoâd be watching the characters.â
Thatâs right.
I also saw it from the plaza in the past. I watched. Although I couldnât participate in the raid⊠I watched the whole process of how the Hunters with Titles cleared the 21st to the 30th floor.
âThere will still be a hologram shown in the plaza now.â
Every move the people gathered here made would be broadcasted live.
The lines we say, and the actions we make.
All of it is being watched live by hundreds of thousands of viewers.
In the truest sense, we were on the Stage.
âDonât let your guard down just because thereâs no one looking. Black Dragon Witch.â
âIf you say strange things or show a bad image here, they will remain in the memories of others forever.â
The guild master in front of me immediately understood.
How scary it was.
â⊠Indeed. It isnât important whether we clear this Stage or not.â
I nodded.
âYes. âHowâ we clear the stage is the most important thing.â
Donât do anything that would cause yourself to be blamed and caught later, even if you actually did it. People, no. In the eyes of our viewers, we really were like the heroes that came out of a book, so we have to act the part and calm ourselves down.
âWe are already in the series called [The Great Library].â
It was at that moment.
After the quest popped up, I heard a notification that shouldâve been heard.
Not the voice of the Witch, nor the voice of the librarian, but the voice of the tower.
{Welcome, Death King.]
I smiled inwardly.
[The 20th floor clear reward is being given.]
The me yesterday protected the Aegim Empire and the continent.
The time had come for me to receive it.
2.
The tower was harsh on its latecomers.
However, as much as it was harsh, it gave a high price to the front-runners.
[Normal Stage reward.]
[Blessing, the grace of the Goddess of Beauty(çŸç„) is coming down!]
[You can observe the favourability of the characters from the 21st to the 30th floor.]
The reward didnât end at that.
The returns for completing the hidden quest still remained.
[Hidden Stage reward.]
[Blessing, the grace of the Goddess of Vitality (èœç„) is coming down!]
[You can observe the psyche of the characters from the 21st to the 30th floor.]
âFantastic!â
These were perfect bonuses.
In this quest, the key was how well you perform with the role you were given.
âThese bonuses are exactly what I need right now!â
To perform a role, it wasnât enough to be good alone. People other than me. I had to be able to see through the mentality of other characters too.
Performing is always about team play, and not solo play.
âStatus window.â
Before fully working on the quest, I checked my status.
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Name: Death King(æ»ç)
Rank: D-Class
Skill (5/6)
1. I Want To Become Just Like You (S+)
2. Returnerâs Clockwork Watch (EX)
3. Sword Constellation (A+)
4. Goblin High Society (F)
5. Hundred Ghosts Reincarnation (SSS)
6. None.
â»Goddess of Beautyâs (çŸç„) grace is being utilized.
â»Goddess of Vitalityâs (èœç„) grace is being utilized.
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âOkay.â
I glanced back at the Witch. Only then did I realize that I was still holding on to the Witchâs wrist. While I tried to let go of her wrist as naturally as possible, I recited some decent instructions in my mind.
âCharacter window.â
Softly!
A hologram popped up in front of my eyes.
And I saw a status window for the first time in my life.
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Name: Black Dragon Witch(é»èČéì)
Favorability: 82
Favorite Genre: [Romance]
Unfavourable Genre: [History]
Favorite Characters:[Prince on White Horse], [Young Man], [Wolf Man], [Dazzling Man]
Preferred Plots: [Repay], [Sacrifice for the greater good]
Undesired Plots: [Oblivion], [Betrayal], [Delusion of the Female Lead]
Psychological State: âIf whatever we do is broadcasted at Babylon⊠Weâll have to act as a noble figure in the future. Stage Clear is a secondary goal. Mmm. Iâm going to have to make some thorough political calculations. After that, the wisest tactic isâŠâ
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Uhh.
While I was confused and lost my words, the Witchâs expression hardened. She was probably nervous thinking about what to do if some kind of trouble came looking for me.
âWhat is it? Did something happen?â
âUhhh. No, itâs nothing.â
â⊠Then Iâm glad. If you have any other information I need to know, please tell me quickly. Iâm still working on countermeasures in my head.â
âYes, got it.â
The Witch turned her head and was deep in thought again.
With a very serious look.
As I looked at the Witchâs side profile, some kind of emotion hit me.
âWhatâs this?â
What was this unidentified sense of guilt?
âThis feels likeâŠ. I had secretly stolen someoneâs diaryâŠâ
-Puhahahaha!
Bae Hu-ryeong, who shared my consciousness, was already rolling around.
He kicked the air with his feet and burst into laughter.
â White, the prince on a white horse! Prince on a white horseâŠ! Keu! A person who grew up, and maintained the youth of her face, at that age, a prince on a white horse! Hey Zombie! Get a nice horse from somewhere and ride it! You look just like a warrior! Doesnât a warrior who wears a crown become a prince? Wow, youâll be soul mates!
ââŠâŠ.â
I blatantly glared at Bae Hu-ryeong.
â Hmm? What? Those eyes. Why do you look like youâre looking for a fight?
I muttered quietly in my mind.
ââŠCharacter window.â
-Uh? Huh? Hey, Kim Zombie! What are you trying to do right now!? You bastard! HEY!
Bae Hu-ryeong was flustered and shook his hands around.
But, shaking his hand couldnât stop the command.
In my eyes, the character window of Bae Hu-ryeong was clearly in view.
Psychological State: âFuck! Donât tell me that also works on me!?â
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âPuhahahaha!â
I burst into laughter on the inside.
My poker face nearly broke.
âMo-, mother it says. Mr. Sword Emperor, I didnât see you that way, but donât tell me youâre a mamaboyâŠâ
-Iâll kill you!
Bae Hu-ryeong glared angrily. It wasnât just a glare, he was completely furious. He desperately struggled. He swung his limbs around and started rampaging.
â Iâll kill you! Fuck! Turn it off right this instant! Forget it! Erase it from your brain, fucker! If you donât erase it right now, Iâll blow your head away! I will really kill you! Iâll really end our relationship, you hear me, bastard!?
It had been a long time since Iâve met Bae Hu-ryeong, but it was the first time I saw him this flustered. Usually, the more disadvantaged someone was, the louder they got. Unlike Bae Hu-ryeong, I was completely relaxed.
âNo small talks until the 30th floor, and bow to me. Otherwise, I will open up your Psychological Window whenever I have spare time.â
-HiiikkkâŠ!
Bae Hu-ryeong huffed. The snort was great. But no matter how epic his snort was, what could he do? Bae Hu-ryeong could never hit me, and he couldnât block my abilities too.
-Watch out! Someday youâll suffer badly!
âKeukeu.â
I wasnât the least bit scared of the man who asked me to watch out.
While I tried out my new bonus, the Hunters continued to split into two different factions.
On one side was a radical group that followed the instigator and tried to deal with the [Boss Monster] together. On the other side, including me and the Witch, was a cautious faction who wanted to wait and see what would happen.u
The radical group had about 100 radicals.
The cautious faction had about 200 people.
âFoolish people.â
Sword Saint, who had been quiet all this while, opened his mouth.
The Old Detective was looking at the radical faction pathetically.
âHave you already forgotten that the Constellation just showed you worlds themselves perishing? If he wanted to, that Constellation could throw us into such a world, and slip out leisurely. And still, youâre going to fight with such a being. Youâre crazy I see.â
âIf itâs a group suicide, I wonât stop you.â
With one comment from the Sword Saint, half of them deserted the radical faction.
About 50 Hunters remained in the radical faction.
âHey! Donât be scared!â
The first person who instigated the Hunters shouted.
âDeath King also cleared the 10th floor by himself! The 20th floor was also a solo play by him! Originally, all boss monsters were just like that, but the top guilds are doing this to monopolize the profits. If youâre going to live your life shaking your tails at the top 5 guilds, then fuck off!â
That instigator seemed to be a pretty high ranking Hunter.
Seeing that there were still 50 people that listened to that Hunterâs words.
âMaybe not to the extent of a top guild, but heâs probably a pretty reliable guild master of a small medium-sized guild.â
But the crucial point was that I couldnât remember the instigatorâs face or Title. Flame Emperor, Alchemy Master, Witch, Sword Saint, and more. This came from me, who obsessively remembered all the top rankers.
If even I couldnât remember.
âHmm-.â
There was a reason for everything.
â-Is all the traffic control done and over with?â
The librarian looked down at the 50 Hunters from the radical faction.
Hundreds of books were revolving around the librarian, just like planets revolving around the sun.
âOkay then! Fucking boss monster! Fifty of us are enough for a kid like youâŠ!â
The title [Epic Tales of the Sealed World] was written on the cover.
âLetâs just get it over with quickly.â
Shiingggg!
When the book flipped open, a white light emanated out again. However, this time, the light didnât stop shining. Somber arms. Countless tentacles oozed out,
They swooped up the Hunters from the radical faction.
The Hunters let out a scream.
âWhat, whatâs this!?â
âIn this particular Apocalypse, mankind went extinct, and only one wizard survived.â
One person. Two people. Three people.
The Hunters from the radical faction were caught by the monsterâs tentacles and dragged around into the air.
âWell, after going through various adversities, the wizard became more like a tentacle monster than a human. The main character was someone the great me was very fond of. Itâs on a higher number among my favorite characters.â
âKyaaaaaaaaaakkk!â
The Hunters who were dragged around in the air were soon swallowed up into the book.
âSav-, save me!â
The Hunters who luckily managed to avoid the tentacles began to run away, but to no avail. Slurrkkk! Tentacles ten times more than before oozed out from the book. Some Hunters had their wrists, some Hunters had their waist, and some Hunter had their ankles caught by the tentacles.
âThis wizard. Basically, the great meâs favorite character specializes in sealing magic. Should I say its a customer and owner relationship? In exchange for the [Materials] I hand over occasionally, the wizard is willing to accept my request.â
In an instant, 50 Hunters were eaten up by the book.
The librarian giggled brightly.
âJust like right now.â
Thuckk.
Thuckkkkk. Thukkkk. Hututukkk. Tukk tukkk.
[T/N: Sound of something falling from the sky, (in this case, the book)]
The book that swallowed up the Hunters began to spew something out.
Binge eating and vomiting.
We held our breaths and looked at the scene unfolding before our eyes. I couldnât see if from here⊠The hundreds of thousands of people gathered in Babylon Square was probably holding their breath just like we did.
âOh yeah.â
What the book spewed out was a huge bookmark.
As tall and big as a person.
Bookmarks with limbs.
âThe wizardâs hobby is to make the products that he made wear maid clothes.â
In the middle of the bookmark, maid clothes were engraved.
âI know itâs a little bit perverted.â
ââŠâŠ.â
âWell what could he have done? All mankind had perished except for himself. If he stayed sane, it would be weirder.â.
The Hunters looked around fearfully.
50 bookmark maids stood there silently.
If we looked around the library a little more widely, it wasnât just 50, but hundreds. Thousands of bookmarks were doing work while holding mops and tablewares.
ââŠâŠ.â
The Hunters went silent.
Counting those in their line of sight was the extent of what they could do.
This Great Library stretched beyond the horizon.
If we could look at the library as a whole, exactly how many bookmarks would be walking around?
âMmmm. It became cleaner. The useless extras have been taken care of.â
Thud!
The librarian closed the book.
âNow would you all be more willing to become the main characters?â