I Noticed That It Was an Academy After 10 Years - I Noticed That It Was an Academy After 10 Years chapter 391

391.Toy War (4)

[Hello!]

The observer’s voice was as clear as a child visiting an amusement park.

It’s as if what happens from now on is just ‘play’.

I suppressed the rising irritation and slowly approached the guy with only his eyes exposed through the crack.

“Hey. Observer. “You came in a month as promised.”

[I have the patience to wait for the best stage!]

As I looked at dozens of pairs of eyes shining with anticipation, I desperately felt that what I was dealing with was on a completely different level than anything I had seen before.

If this guy gets his way, I’ll be a flat frog on the road.

There was that much of a gap between the observer and me.

But…

Wasn’t that like that once?

Hydra did that, and Harpas did that. There is no need to be afraid just because there is a gap.

Feeling fear meant there was no possibility of victory.

Even if other people are okay, I shouldn’t be scared.

Therefore, I rather confidently stepped forward in front of him.

“Observer. As promised, we have prepared the best stage. So…You guess as well.”

[You’re c*cky.]

A tentacle came right in front of my nose. Even though the tentacles approached me as if they were going to crush me at any moment, I continued talking without paying attention.

“Are you going to throw away the best opportunity you’ve ever had just because of something like that?”

[What?]

I received his perplexed gaze from the front.

I felt goosebumps running through my body as the shiny eyes seemed to see through everything about me. As an observer, I guess he is trying to determine the truth of what I say.

But what does that mean?

In the end, the only thing that guy will get is that ‘I am speaking from the truth.’

“I heard you are hungry for ‘play.’ Since it was a toy, it must have been collecting various living things to satisfy its hunger. But did that satisfy your hunger?”

Why does he collect collectibles, calling them ‘toys’?

Why is he so obsessed with fun play?

In the end, isn’t it because of boredom?

Anyway, unlike humans, we live for a very long time, so we need some way to relieve boredom.

Even humans who live a short life compared to foreign gods do all kinds of things because they are hungry for entertainment, but if foreign gods have lived a time that cannot be compared to humans, will they be able to overcome this temptation?

Wouldn’t it be great if it were a foreign body with superhuman mental power? A foreign body with a childlike personality, calling its collections “Toys” And openly showing its hunger for entertainment?

So, I expected that guy to accept my offer.

[I don’t like it.]

“Does a great being who has lived for so long plan to throw away the best opportunity of his life just for that reason?”

[What a crab?]

The observer frowned and glared at me.

My heart is racing.

I calmed my mind while thinking of the faces of my lovers.

The one that gets hot loses. That much is certain, I must become colder than ever.

“Are you planning to destroy the stage you created for just that reason without even enjoying it? Even though an opportunity like this will never come again? Was there anyone else than me who prepared for a stage like this?”

Your eyes are hot.

It was half a gamble, but fortunately, instead of getting angry, he just glared at me and said something irritated.

[…There was none.]

Although he has a childlike personality, he is not really a child. In that childlike personality, the soul of a foreigner who has lived for a long time is coiled up in a coil.

When he had no choice but to agree, I immediately opened my mouth.

Once he psychologically accepted it, he had to push on without hesitation.

“So…Production.”

After making a reasonably ornate table and two chairs, I sat in front of the chairs and held out my hand.

“So, take a seat. Fun games are inherently played on the table.”

[You are so annoying.]

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The crack widened as if torn apart, and its main body began to descend to the ground little by little. I can feel the world creaking.

However, this world gritted its teeth and withstood the unreasonable invasion of foreign media.

Is this world also doing its best to survive? Thinking like that made my heart feel a little warm.

[It hurts my pride to be persuaded by a mere insignificant person.]

“It’s a great choice. “There are times when pride has to be thrown away in order to have real fun.”

Its body her she was too large to sit across from me. He bounced off the chair, half sticking out of the crack, and looked down at me in front of the table.

It was an inevitable composition because the difference in body size was so great.

By the way, this really looks like Cthulhu.

I felt a strange feeling and made eye contact with the smooth tentacle head. I feel slightly dizzy. If it had been before receiving the protection of the Quartz family, it might not have been strange for it to glow in this place.

If they were to face the face of a real foreign god, not just an exiled god, an ordinary human would not be able to hold out for even a second and would go crazy.

In an atmosphere where even the surrounding air seemed to be screaming noisily, I opened my mouth again.

“Now I can play the game.”

[If it’s not fun, you’ll have to be prepared.]

“Don’t worry. Because it will be the best game you can enjoy. “Don’t be sad when it’s over.”

I placed my clasped hands on the table and rested my chin on them. His eyebrows twitched at my posture.

If you tease me, you will kill me.

If you lose anyway, what’s wrong with losing?

He must have been really curious about the game I had prepared, so he asked me a direct question without pointing it out.

[What is the best stage you have prepared?]

“Have you ever heard of war games?”

[Wargame?]

I don’t know either.

It was a concept that only came out in the 21st century, so there was no way he would have known. It would be a different story if that guy could even glimpse the 21st century, but that wouldn’t be the case.

I continued speaking while remembering that the observer is also the boss in the game.

“To put it simply, it is a game of war. But humans enjoy it this way. Production.”

I made a chessboard and chess pieces on the table.

[This is something humans play with.]

He said he had seen it a few times. Well, you’re an observer by name, but you’ve probably seen humans play chess. I said, picking up the bishop, a piece on the chessboard.

“Humans really love the game of war. Humans are a species that spends most of its history engaged in war. The war was bittersweet. Among the toys you collected, there must have been those who played an active role in the war.”

What are the criteria for determining whether something is a ‘toy’?

There must be some kind of judgment standard.

And I guessed it was ‘war’.

Just by looking at it, the most stimulating element would be the bloody fight. It’s a guess that came to mind with somewhat human sensibilities, but since the reason for wanting to collect me right away was the battle with the foreign golem, it’s probably not entirely wrong.

Fortunately, my guess was correct, and he seemed to agree.

[That’s right…Not true. But I don’t play games like this.]

He declared that he was not satisfied with this kind of play.

I guess so.

There’s no way a guy with a reputation as a foreign journalist would be satisfied with just playing a board game. I also didn’t think he would be satisfied with just a board game.

This was just laying the groundwork.

“I think the same as you. “You can’t enjoy a real war game with something like this.”

I stood up and turned around like an actor. And he said, pointing to the bottom of the tower.

“See over there? “A lot of toys gathered for war.”

Human.

Elf.

Half-hearted foreign news.

Different races are lined up in an orderly manner, waiting for orders to be given. I fixed my gaze for a moment on my lovers who were in between, then turned and looked up at him.

“My toys and your toys. It comes down to which one is stronger. “How about it, isn’t it interesting?”

I smiled confidently.

I revealed my hand and simultaneously casted the most powerful taunt I could, so all that was left was to see how the observer reacted to my words.

The observer opened the mouth hidden between the numerous eyes and began to laugh.

[You are so funny! I thought at most he would just use his tongue to catch me off guard, but I never thought he would prepare such a fun event!

I like it very much! If you become my toy, you will be the best toy I can brag about to everyone!]

Don’t shout loudly in front of my nose.

I tried to ignore the throbbing pain in my eardrums and opened my mouth.

“This is the ‘play’ I propose. And how about granting the winner of the game a wish?”

[Good!]

A verbal contract is established.

I smiled confidently and held out my hand to the guy.

“Then, please take care of me.”