The Duke’s Madness - The Duke’s Madness chapter 131

The white beard let out an exclamation.

It was because the hunger that had not been satisfied with anything finally stopped when he swallowed Arthur Bayern.

However, the change did not end there.

“Oh oh… !”

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No matter what method I used, I felt as if my body, which had not rejuvenated, had revived even a little.

Whitebeard shed tears as he looked at his body, which had begun to take on a light pink color.

“Ahh… Again I have run from death.”

Whitebeard, who had been sobbing for a long time, suddenly burst into madness.

“Kieh!”

With that laugh close to screaming, the white beard rolled on the floor.

“pup! Cowboy! Horseman! Do you dare to bring Whitebeard to death!?”

Whitebeard, who had been shouting in anger, suddenly shut up.

“… … .”

He rose again like a ghost and looked up at the sky.

“long… It was years.”

The old man, soaked in the twilight, searched for old memories.

It was a distant past that I can’t even remember now.

* * *

500 years ago, Whitebeard was young and full of ambition.

Overcoming death with the help of the devil, he had a reputation as the worst warlock on the continent and squeezed everything into the palm of his hand.

However, as he prepared to live on for the next 500 years, he knew.

That the stopped time has started to go back again.

‘My beard has turned white.’

I don’t know when the change came.

One thing was certain, however, that death was hanging over it again.

‘Did the devil trick me?’

Whitebeard, enraged, smashed everything.

After having seizures for days and days like that, I looked in the mirror again.

‘My hair turned white.’

At that moment, the white beard’s talk went cold.

It is because time has started to flow faster than normal people.

While wondering what the cause was, Whitebeard soon came up with an answer.

‘It is said that the devil helps escape from death, but it is not said that it overcomes death.’

In other words, the devil did not save me from death, but delayed my life.

And now that stopped time has flowed again.

Its lifespan was declining much faster than others.

The moment he realized that fact, Whitebeard immediately went into research.

‘I have to find a way to escape from death.’

I felt impatience and fear.

However, it was not without confidence.

Unlike before, he was the worst black magician with notoriety on the continent, and the knowledge and truth that criminals did not know.

Beyond that, he was a seeker who peeked into the secrets of the world.

With the knowledge in your head, you might be able to overcome death.

The research that started with that hope soon found a way.

‘What if I transplant my soul into someone else’s body?’

Then wouldn’t it be possible to overcome death forever?

The white beard with the corners of the mouth raised went straight into the experiment.

After so many years of research, the experiment was half-successful.

They moved into a new body and finally escaped the death of aging.

However, the backlash that came with him ate the existence of Whitebeard.

As a side effect of moving into a new body, the soul was damaged.

‘What was my name?’

Damage to the soul soon led to memory loss.

The man whose name was lost was called Whitebeard from then on.

When another 100 years passed like that, Whitebeard completely forgot half of his memories from 500 years ago.

‘no… It can’t go on like this… .’

What is the point of living a life without losing the identity of ‘I’?

Whitebeard soon set out to find another way.

However, no magic or black magic could provide a perfect answer to get out of death.

In the end, Whitebeard started looking for answers in places other than magic or black magic.

‘What if it’s bloodline?’

A special power that is said to be another miracle given by God.

‘If it’s a bloodline that can’t be defined by any magic… Wouldn’t there be a way to escape death?’

Troll lineage, vampire lineage, and many other immortal lineages.

I thought that with those powers, I might be able to find a breakthrough that would allow me to escape from death.

In the research that started like that, Whitebeard was able to find a very special lineage.

“Angel lineage… ?”

It was a lineage called [God’s passage].

* * *

The white beard came out of my thoughts.

“Oops, I forgot to go the other way.”

Since I was over 300 years old, I didn’t notice time passing once I lost myself in thoughts.

The white beard shook his head and stretched out his hand.

bang-!

A hole appeared in the collapsed ground.

Whitebeard, who flew toward the hole, landed on the huge plaza where he had been with Arthur a while ago.

Murals were falling down, and parts of the square were broken in the aftermath of the fight a little while ago, but fortunately, at least one altar was intact.

Whitebeard climbed onto the altar and sat cross-legged.

Then I slowly closed my eyes and remembered.

‘Eating the body does not mean that the soul is transferred to that body.’

It was only when the opponent’s soul was completely consumed that he could gain control over his body.

‘To devour the soul, you have to go into the inner world of Arthur Bavaria and kill him again.’

Thinking this far, Whitebeard opened his closed eyes.

Dig-!

At that moment, the world he could see was distorted, and everything began to turn around.

Beyond the real world, he came into contact with Arthur Bayern’s soul.

Hard-!

In the distorted scenery, Whitebeard thought.

What kind of place is the inner world of Arthur Bayern?

Since he was a fairly unique person, he must have built a unique mental world.

‘There is no more fun moment than peeking into the most intimate parts of human beings.’

It was when the world returned to its original state with that subtle expectation.

Whitebeard narrowed his eyes.

“… ?”

It was strange how the world had changed.

The sky was the color of a rainbow, and about five oddly shaped suns were circling in the air.

On the ground he was stepping on, an unknown flower was bursting with laughter.

The white beard murmured at the scene that went against the logic for a long time.

“this… what?”

Is this the inner world of man?

‘It’s like… .’

The neckline of his white beard, who was speechless, swayed.

“It’s not the present… Isn’t it hell?”

* * *

Whitebeard closed and opened his eyes.

However, the scenery in front of my eyes did not change.

Because of that, his mouth fell open.

“Is this the inner world of humans?”

The inner world of human beings is based on [memory].

In other words, it is a virtual world embodied with all the scenes that a human being saw, heard, and talked about.

So there was not much difference from reality.

There may be individual differences, but how can a person change greatly in the course of his life?

However, no matter how much I looked at the scene in front of me, there was a great sense of distance from reality.

How can flowers have human faces?

Why is the color of the sky like that?

Why are there five more suns?

‘Is the magic wrong? It can’t be like this?’

It was a time when the expression of the white beard was slightly distorted by an error that was out of bounds.

Beyond the flower field, something approached this way.

Startled, Whitebeard hurriedly turned his head.

“… rabbit?”

Whitebeard opened his mouth in embarrassment.

Surprisingly, a rabbit with four ears was looking this way.

‘How can a rabbit have 4 ears?’

The moment Whitebeard tilted his head along with a sudden thought, a rabbit with four ears jumped in his direction.

Surprised, Whitebeard waved his hand.

“go away! Hey!”

The rabbit stopped at Whitebeard’s cry.

Without realizing it, the white beard exhaled vigorously and turned his head again.

‘Where is Arthur Bavaria? Hurry up, find him and kill him to get out of here… .’

thought was interrupted

At the same time, the startled Whitebeard turned his head.

“… … .”

A rabbit with four ears was eating my right arm.

Whitebeard yelled at the vivid pain he felt.

“This monster-!”

The magic activated with an angry cry swallowed the rabbit.

The white beard gnashed his teeth, stopping the bleeding on his arms that were dripping with blood.

‘What the hell is it? Why do rabbits eat people’s arms?’

Could it really be that the magic was cast incorrectly?

Because of that, it was the moment when Whitebeard was about to check his magic again.

A bunch of them, identical to the rabbits that disappeared just before, appeared from beyond the flower field.

“… … .”

The gaping white beard’s mouth closed.

In the meantime, the rabbits who were glaring at me burst into laughter.

[kiek.]

[kiek.]

[kiek.]

Oddly enough, the beat was so regular that it gave me goosebumps.

Whitebeard could not stand it and cast a spell.

bang-!

With just one magic, the rabbits who were staring at me and laughing disappeared.

When the rabbit disappeared, Whitebeard’s rough breathing became much better.

But it was just the beginning.

[kiek.]

[kiek.]

[kiek.]

The flower with a human face looked at me and started laughing.

The white beard, whose expression was distorted, screamed.

“Quaaagh-! shut up! Shut up!”

At that moment, magic was activated, erasing part of the flower garden.

However, unlike the group of rabbits earlier, the flower field was too wide.

Kiek.

Kiek.

Kiek.

Laughter was heard from all directions.

Whitebeard finally couldn’t stand it and ran away.

There was no margin for measuring the direction.

Whitebeard, who had been running for a long time, flashed his eyes.

It was because the flower field that made people’s noises in front of the cave in the distance had been cut off.

‘I live!’

Filled with joy, the white beard forgot his age and ran hard.

Whitebeard, who entered the cave like that, collapsed on the spot.

“… … .”

Sticky sweat and hot breath.

Whitebeard couldn’t come to his senses from the physical exhaustion he felt after a long time.

Why is the inner world of man like this?

Did the magic fail?

Where is Arthur Bayern?

Of course, the questions that should have been raised had long been forgotten.

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Now I just wanted to get out of here.

The moment the white beard made such a wish, his right arm disappeared.

“… ?”

Whitebeard opened his mouth and turned his head.

At that moment, I saw a deer tilting its head from inside the cave.

It was a deer with 10 mouths.

[kiek]

The deer laughed.

Ten mouths also laughed together.

Whitebeard screamed out of the cave and started running again.

[kiek] [kiek] [kiek]

With the running, the flower field began to howl again.

It didn’t even sound like laughter anymore.

It was just noise.

deafening noise.

It wasn’t an illusion, blood flowed from the real ear.

Whitebeard thought with his chin shaking.

‘You have to get out. But how?’

Both hands to memorize the spell were gone.

If I had at least one hand, I would have done something, but now I don’t have both hands.

‘I have to memorize the spell even with my feet. It can’t go on like this.’

If you ask if it makes sense, it was possible.

For a mage about her level, there was not much difference between her feet and hands.

The problem was a safe space to cast a spell.

With a mind driven to the limit, he could not cast magic.

Because of that, it was time for Whitebeard to find a safe space.

A cabin was visible in the distance.

“… ”

Whitebeard thought as he let out a rough breath.

Even in that cabin, what if a monster like a deer comes out after me?

Isn’t it dangerous now that you’ve lost both hands?

The anxious white beard chewed his lips carefully, but the answer was fixed.

‘… Now is not the time to think about things like this.’

Whitebeard, making his judgment, grabbed the door of the cabin.

Fortunately, the door was not locked.

Kik-!

Whitebeard, who opened the door roughly, sat down in his seat.

The body that had reached its limit trembled on its own.

Just as the white beard tried to hold on to the distant spirit, something sharp touched his neck.

it was an ax

“… !”

Startled, Whitebeard turned his head.

And he opened his mouth in amazement.

“Oh, the devil?”

The demon holding the ax laughed along with a spontaneous exclamation.

[kiek.]

At that moment, Whitebeard groaned.

However, there was no time to feel embarrassed.

Whitebeard really screamed in terror.

“Keeek-!”

I ran out of the cabin again.

A demon with an ax came from behind.

[kiek][kiek] [kiek-!]

Laughter was heard again from all directions.

In this crazy world, Whitebeard could slowly realize that he was going crazy too.

‘no… what’s this? Who am I? uh? Why am I here?’

The time when I forgot the purpose of coming here and ran through the flower field.

The devil finally cut off Whitebeard’s back.

“Kwaaak

With a scream of pain, the white beard rolled across the field of flowers.

A deer with 10 mouths and a devil rode on top of it, looking down at Whitebeard.

[kiek.]

The white beard trembled at their maddening smiles before bursting into laughter involuntarily.

“Kieek.”

The devil and the deer curled their eyes in satisfaction at the sound of laughter.

[kiek!]

At that moment, the devil and the deer were decapitated.

Whitebeard, who had fallen down with blue blood gushing out, rose from his seat.

“Kieek, kiek, kiek.”

The laughing white beard turned into a demon and spread its arms.

At the same time, the world was distorted, revealing a pure white space.

In a space where everything was pure white, Whitebeard burst into laughter again.

“Kieek.”

At that moment, someone who had fallen in the distance got up.

It was Arthur Bayern.

“… hmm? Where is this?’

Arthur opened his eyes and scratched his head.

I woke up after passing out, and suddenly the world had changed.

‘Why is the world white?’

Then a strange laugh was heard.

Arthur raised his eyes and turned his head.

“… What, Mr. Whitebeard?”

Arthur jumped up reflexively and lowered his stance.

Meanwhile, Whitebeard burst into laughter once more.

“Kieek.”

Arthur’s eyes widened at the strange laughter.

“… What are you laughing at?”

“Kieek.”

“… Mr. Whitebeard?”

“Kieek.”

Arthur’s expression was shaken by the repeated laugh of the white beard.

“… what? Mr. Whitebeard, did you go crazy after not seeing him for a while?”

Looking at his current appearance, at least it looked like that.

The black magician who lived for a thousand years suddenly went mad.