Light of Arad: The First to Walk - Chapter 115



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115

There were more than one or two things that made Jinseong flustered.

The first one was the appearance of a man with black hair and black eyes.

There are anti-material sniper rifles that are so scary that just looking at the length and diameter of the barrel, you can imagine what kind of bullets they can fire.

“Hey, hey! Stop! Now that it’s come to this, can we at least have a conversation?”

And then you say something like that?

What have all the actions been like so far? Is this what a man who committed an overwhelming sniping attack that shattered the windows of a sea train would say?

Jinseong did not let go of the strength in the hand he was holding.

And it was the right choice.

“What are you talking about? I didn’t come here to fight after shooting all this time-”

Passasat-!

“Do you believe that?”

As soon as the noise came from the bushes on either side, Jinseong reacted immediately.

It was also a possible move because I was paying full attention in an incomprehensible situation.

Jinseong’s plan to suppress the left bush with a single skill, use a combo on the right bush to subdue it, and then turn his body to the left again to fight it was all carried out like flowing water in Jinseong’s ‘head’.

Bam.

“Huh?”

However, Jinseong’s plan could not be realized even though it was anticipated in advance and there were no impediments to its operation.

Jinseong had already felt something cold touch under his chin.

It was after he ‘felt’ and ‘saw’ that the muzzle of the gun was placed under his chin.

[… … Click, click, is this a movement so skilled that it even fools my eyes?]

This means that the voice of Heukgu was moving at a speed that made him feel nervous.

What he couldn’t see meant that he approached the blind spot, and it must be admitted that he skillfully performed a series of actions, including getting out of the bushes, moving into the blind spot, approaching, and putting the muzzle of the gun under Jinseong’s own chin, all in a very short amount of time.

The man who moved at an unimaginable speed muttered while pulling down his hat.

“… … So didn’t I tell you? I can’t communicate with people from this world.”

Jinseong didn’t immediately understand what he was talking about.

What caught Jinseong’s attention more than the words were the two guns he was holding, aimed at Jinseong’s chin and forehead at the same time.

‘A reddish revolver… … An item like that in DnF- What is that?!’

And that wasn’t the only embarrassing thing.

Because there was also a party making a rustling noise on the right.

“Tch, that guy’s right. Thinking that we could communicate is stupid… … And if you’re going to hit, you should hit it right. I don’t understand why you’re doing something that’s neither right nor wrong.”

He was a muscular man with blond hair that was slicked back with pomade.

In terms of impression, he was the most menacing of the three, but it wasn’t just his impression that made Jinseong’s eyes widen.

‘A cannon? Are you carrying something like a tank cannon? What the… … .’

This is because what he raised with both hands was more like a cannon barrel than a firearm.

When he began to aim that threatening weapon at Jinseong himself, he was the first man to move.

Black hair, black eyes, and even a black rifle.

“It just grazed you once! Since a warning shot is supposed to be a ‘threat’, you can’t shoot at a completely random place- No, what are you guys talking about right now? Ahem, more than that, over there… … That person lives in this world, right? I couldn’t communicate with the cartel or something, so I chased them away, so I thought you might be the same type of people-. Anyway, I’m sorry. Since your movements are so unpredictable, I accidentally brushed against his collar, but I didn’t really mean to-.”

“How long are you going to keep explaining things in detail like that? That’s not your job.”

The man in the hat spoke while pushing the gun aimed at Jinseong’s forehead.

The black-haired, black-eyed human looked embarrassed and kept lowering his head toward Jinseong.

“-I, I know that too! But I still need to apologize. I think he misunderstood too. I’m truly, sincerely sorry.”

A muscular blond man who was watching the scene grumbled and spat phlegm on the floor.

“If we get rid of it, there won’t be any misunderstandings. Let’s just sweep it all away and go our separate ways.”

“If I could have gone that way, why would I have stayed like this? Ugh.”

The black-haired man sighed and answered.

At least one thing was certain.

The attitude of a black-haired, black-eyed person is definitely different from that of a man wearing a hat and speaking formally, or a blond, pomaded person with a rough tone.

And that’s not all.

What are they holding?

Even Jinseong himself, who could be considered one of the most veterans of the game Dungeon & Fighter, had no information about them whatsoever.

‘… … And what are you talking about? ‘This world’?’

Who the hell are these people?

I’m trying to think of discontinued items, but nothing fits.

The names of seemingly similar items flashed across my mind, but I couldn’t be sure.

Above all, I thought that we shouldn’t jump to conclusions like that because we can’t understand their very existence.

‘The expression ‘this world’ is a bit awkward, but-. Well, it’s a similar setting to Find War… … If you think of it as life forms from the planet where the apostles, including Frey-Isis, originally existed, then it’s possible to use it in Dungeon & Fighter. That’s not the problem.’

Their appearance, as seen by the eyes of the true being, is close to that of humans.

The humanoid NPCs are those who do not have these characters in their true memories, including those from Arad, Heaven, the Demon World, and the Fairy World.

So, if these aren’t NPCs from the game Dungeon & Fighter, then who are they?

[Kekekeke… … How interesting. Are they from another planet? Does this mean these guys are another apostle?]

Black Goo muttered.

‘That can’t be. You’re telling me to buy it now? That’s ridiculous. And he’s a human. No matter how you look at him, he’s just… … a human.’

Jinseong couldn’t answer with words, so he just nodded his head slightly.

And then he barely opened his mouth.

“Who are you…?”

Until then, the three people who had been bickering turned their heads toward Jinseong at the same time.

The black-haired man muttered with a sad smile on his face.

“Hey, what should I say? Uh… … First of all, I’m sorry for trying to attack you. I really didn’t mean to. I was going to ask the people from the guild called Cartel, but you suddenly attacked and chased me. I felt a strong aura from the train you were riding, so I thought it would be better to shoot you out first.”

“Why are you rambling on and on about all that? There’s no need to do that.”

As expected, it was a man wearing a hat who broke his overly polite attitude.

Following him, a blond man stood tall in front of Jinseong.

“You, tell me where this is.”

They didn’t give Jinseong the answer he wanted. And neither did Jinseong.

At least if what they said was true, another hypothesis could be formulated.

‘You’re not from here. You’re not from Plain: Arad?’

These are also not humans from Plain: Arad.

In that case, wouldn’t the talk about this being the Western Celestial Wespis region be meaningless anyway?

First of all, can we give an explanation like Plain: Arad here?

In a situation where it seems like there will be no end, in the midst of that frustration… ..

──────────… … .

Jinseong saw it.

It was almost like a silhouette coming down from the sky with light.

The feet of the young man, whose long black hair was hanging down, were touching the ground, as if the universe was visible inside his hair.

He opened his mouth.

“We were heading somewhere, but we were suddenly trapped here by an unknown force. Do you know what the case is?”

It was a question asked in a firm yet polite manner.

That question was crucial.

If we add the information we’ve gathered from the black-haired man who’s been mumbling so far, and the reactions of the hatted man and the blond man who’s been grumbling as if to prove that it’s not a lie,

Jinseong had no choice but to swallow his saliva and ask.

“Have you been forcibly transferred? Or possessed? Are you from another dimension?”

The long-haired man who spoke to me a little while ago, black hair, polite speech, and blond pomade.

All four of them had complicated expressions.

* * *

After that, Jinseong just stared blankly at the four of them.

[Kuk… … I thought I had seen a lot since I separated from my ‘true self’ in the dimensional rift. But… … there have been few experiences as amazing as this one.]

Black Goo muttered.

Although he has been excited or amazed by interesting or surprising moments in the past, this is the first time he has openly said that he had a ‘new and amazing experience’.

But I couldn’t find fault with that part.

It would not be an exaggeration to say that it was the most bizarre situation Jinseong himself had encountered since being possessed by Plain: Arad.

“If we are talking about the concept of possession, then doesn’t that mean we have been superimposed on something?”

“Damn, there’s someone out there who can force us to transfer? Even if we were to come out, there’s no way this much of a difference would be made… … .”

“But this is reality. If we are talking about the word dimension, the meaning of possession, and the meaning of transfer, we should not consider it as an illusion or a dream.”

“So. Damn, I should like this to the point where I’ve completely confirmed this… … In the end, it seems like this guy doesn’t even know how to get out of here.”

The three men whispered.

Jinseong was also able to confirm once again that they were not characters related to the game Dungeon & Fighter, as he immediately understood the expressions of things like possession and dimensions.

“What are you going to do now? Is it not possible even with your strength?”

Among the three people who had been talking for a while, the man wearing a hat turned his head and asked.

The target was a young man who came down from the sky.

“The power of strength is different. How many times have I not seen you try to open a door with your own strength?”

He answered in a solemn voice.

Then he turned his head.

“But… … if I could strengthen my power. If I could fully unleash my power, then it would be a different story.”

The person he was looking at was Jinseong.

I could see the truth.

That his eyes, which had met his own, were moving slowly, slowly. That he was sending his gaze examining Jinseong’s body, shoulders, and legs.

‘Heukgu… … Did you notice? Talking about strength and such… … .’

The Dark Knight’s black arm is a curious appearance, but it is not just the arm that is being examined, but the whole body. Could it be that he is aware of the ‘self of the Direji of the Black Disease’?

“You have power, don’t you?”

“Yes? Me?”

Jinseong was taken aback by the young man who suddenly spoke to him.

The black hair and blonde pomade that were still squabbling behind him also reacted as if they were bewildered by the young man’s attitude.

The black hair asked.

“Why? What do you think he can do?”

“Maybe… … . That’s right. This guy- my gut tells me he definitely has the potential to manipulate similar energy to me.”

“Huh? Really? No, how could that be… .”

“I don’t know if you’re aware of it, but… … that’s why I wanted to ask you this.”

The young man answered him politely.

The blond man chimed in, seeming incredulous.

“Nonsense – so you’re not human?”

“That’s not what I meant. You just follow along quietly.”

The young man again reacts to him with a pitiful attitude.

Now Jinseong has given up on understanding their relationship.

This is because Jinseong also realized that that wasn’t what was important anyway.

‘Similar energy to yourself… …?’

A rustling sound rang out.

The young man asked again in front of Jinseong.

“Are you aware that you can manipulate dimensional powers?”

It was a question that made Jinseong, the Dark Knight of the game Dungeon & Fighter, flinch.