The Military Chef of a Ruined World - Chapter 363



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Episode 363: I will never die.

President of the Association.

Kangsan had a dream.

Unfortunately, it wasn’t a good dream.

Rather than that… … .

A dream close to a terrible nightmare.

-Here?

He was clearly leading a raid party towards a place where an unidentified cold energy was coming from.

But at some point.

‘cold.’

Only you.

The place he was looking for.

I could realize that I had reached the source of the cold air.

In a sudden situation.

Kangsan looked around in confusion.

and…….

I couldn’t help but be amazed by the scenery that unfolded before my eyes.

‘palace…….’

The place where he was standing was a palace.

An impossibly huge and beautiful palace.

It’s hard to believe that the cold air that drove them to their deaths originated in a place like this.

A space where antique and beautiful heterogeneous art is concentrated.

For some reason, the entire palace was frozen solid.

Even that appearance contained the beauty of something that had fallen into decay.

Kangsan was briefly fascinated by the sight.

… … Unfortunately.

If that was all there was to it, it wouldn’t have been a nightmare.

-You, you… …what are you!

[… … .]

Beautiful palace.

There were already people settled in the palace.

-What the heck is this number!

Each and every one of them is a monster with great power.

There are thousands of such beings.

No, tens of thousands.

An army of monsters with absurd powers lined up inside the palace.

[… … .]

I was looking down at him without saying a word.

-Don’t look down on me, on me like that… …!

Just receiving that gaze.

Kangsan felt a fear that seemed to freeze his soul.

-That’s ridiculous. This is… There’s no way humanity can overcome this… … !

Seized with fear, he tried to flee the palace.

As if I had escaped from that [demon realm].

I thought I could get out of here again this time.

I had foolish expectations.

Kwaaak… … .

-Let go… … !

Those who invited him here.

I didn’t let him go easily.

-Where are you taking me… …!

He was dragged deep into the palace against his will.

and…….

I ended up seeing it in the deepest part of the palace.

-… … !

Even the thousands and tens of thousands of monsters seen before are made to pale in comparison.

Those with great power.

[You, you filthy native.]

A being with enough power to overwhelm even the most powerful monsters encountered in that realm.

Giants who breathe out cold air.

[We called you here.]

If they all joined forces, they would be great monarchs with enough power to rule a world.

He was sitting on the throne, looking down at him without moving an inch.

-Who are you… …!

Great monarchs with powers that cannot be resisted.

Let’s put it under that gaze.

-Why are you showing me this… …!

Kangsan cried out in fear, tears streaming down his face.

-Are you telling me to die of despair? Do you want to see an old man who was living his life to the fullest die so miserably?

He was the one who despaired once in [Magyeong].

When I realized that there was a power even stronger than what I had experienced in that [Magic Realm].

Kangsan was overcome with despair, to the point where he wanted to give up everything.

[There is only one reason why a wretch like you is allowed into this palace.]

And towards him like that.

The great monarchs commanded in stern voices.

[Submit.]

-… … !

Only then was Kangsan able to realize it.

The reason they called you here is… … .

It was to encourage surrender.

-Oh, no.

He is the leader of a group.

Even though it was an organization created out of his own needs.

It’s not like I didn’t have any sense of responsibility because of that.

-I can’t surrender without even fighting. If I’m going to die anyway, I should at least fight and die… …!

If you give in anyway, the only thing that will come is death.

At least it would be better to die fighting.

[Are you afraid of death? If so, surrender even more.]

-what……?

[If you do that… … .]

The great monarchs raise their hands simultaneously.

Okay then.

Twenty giants sitting on thrones.

At the very bottom of them.

[You too, will be given the same seat of power as us.]

Like they were sitting.

An empty throne came into existence.

-Really?

Kangsan could tell as soon as he saw the throne.

‘That’s not just something to sit on.’

Great monarchs.

A throne symbolizing the power they possess.

-You’re going to let me sit there?

[If you are faithful to our King.]

To sit in the same place as those mighty monarchs.

That too.

It means becoming a being of the same rank as those monarchs.

‘If I can just sit in that seat… … I don’t have to be afraid of death.’

But the shallow sense of responsibility that had remained in my heart raised its head.

at last.

-… … What should I do?

Kangsan accepted the offer.

Just by accepting that offer.

They gave him tremendous power.

A nightmare that is so horrible that I can’t even recall it.

And there was another reason why this nightmare was so terrifying.

With the mighty monarchs he had seen.

A legion of monsters in ridiculous numbers.

‘That they are not beings in a dream… … but beings in reality.’

Dreaming… … .

and.

When Kangsan opened his eyes in a terrible nightmare.

“Oh, you opened your eyes.”

“Crunch… … ?”

A new nightmare.

It was about to begin.

* * *

When I was dumbfounded while reading the description of [Victoria].

Dreaming… … .

“Crunch… … ?”

“Oh, you opened your eyes.”

The previous owner of this blade.

The old man who had been lying down opened his eyes.

The moment when [Eternal Pain] lost its immortality.

The old man lost consciousness from the shock.

“Ah, no… … .”

Because there was already a huge amount of accumulated damage to begin with.

The pain came at me so suddenly that I seemed to have fainted for a moment.

“Please… …give it back.”

“hmm.”

“Coolook… … Please, just that… … .”

Now that I’ve opened my eyes.

He is slowly dying.

“Without that sword… … I… … I… … .”

Looking at the blade in my hand.

He started begging for it to be returned.

and.

At those words, I frowned and thought.

[When negative emotions reach a certain level, the negative emotions of the sacrificed souls consume the owner of the blade.]

“… … It would be better not to return it.”

“Please… … .”

“I’m not joking, I’m serious.”

This blade.

When you just look at the effects, it seems like a good item that can completely ignore all the negative effects.

But the truth is.

‘If the negative effects of being passed on like that pile up, one day… … the demon sword will devour its master.’

Being eaten by those who passed on their negative effects.

It was a sword whose downfall was certain.

furthermore.

How strong was the pain caused by the skill called [Eternal Pain]?

[Current accumulated negative value = 98.702/100]

[If the negative value reaches 100, it devours the owner.]

[Negative numerical contribution]

[‘The Dark Knight of Curse, Kangsan’, +98.7]

[‘Intermediate Greatsword Master, Ha Yoon-seong’, +0.001]

[‘War Chef, Shin Young-jun’, +0.001]

‘… … Even if I hadn’t subdued it myself, it would have been eaten by this sword sooner or later.’

That old man.

I was on the verge of being devoured by this blade.

‘somehow.’

If you were the first to achieve partying in South Korea, you wouldn’t know.

I was wondering if it was too strong an item to be given to the second party that achieved it.

‘It was a blatant trap, damn it.’

It did save Yoonseong’s life and mine for the time being.

If you use [immortality] as your goal, one day.

The devil’s sword that devoured my soul.

‘I thought there was no need to die anymore.’

I guess it was a short dream.

It’s not like I’ve accumulated negative numbers though.

The number that had already piled up was close to 99.

That old man must have used it quite extensively.

‘Does eating mean you eat the person with the most negative stats, or do you eat the person who wrote most recently?’

There are still many things we don’t know.

This thing has too many icky parts.

If I misuse it even a little, I might get eaten.

I would like to just throw it away like this, but… … .

‘It’s also an item with an effect that’s too attractive for that.’

I let out a complicated sigh.

First, I put the blade into the [Shadow Curtain].

‘I’ll decide later how to use this sword.’

fortunately.

The negative stats that Ha Yoon-seong and I, who briefly shared the effects of [Eternal Pain], raised were not high.

As long as you don’t abuse that blade right now, you won’t get eaten.

“then…….”

I still feel the throbbing pain in my lower back.

I looked at the person who had caused me that pain.

“Now, let’s start the conversation, sir.”

“Ahhh… … . No… … .”

* * *

Saaak… … .

Cold ice replaces the wounds on the old man’s body.

The story is that the powers that were gained by making contracts with monsters still remain.

but.

No matter how much you can heal your body.

‘That’s only possible if you’re still alive.’

It was possible to recover without any problems even after having his throat cut.

Because at that point, I was able to survive without dying.

Now that we have lost that immortality… … .

“You, sir.”

“Please, please… … .”

“If I cut his neck now… … he’ll die instantly without being able to move, right?”

“please…….”

The answer to that question is.

It was pretty simple.

“Please… spare my life… … .”

“… … Phew.”

I frowned.

I barely managed to get my injured body up.

A wound that would have been normal if he had died as it was.

However, the curse applied to this dagger allowed him to survive death.

and.

It’s not just that old man who recovers as long as he doesn’t die.

Gulp… … .

The vampire blood flowing inside my body.

The severed waist was forcibly reattached.

‘… … The resilience gained from becoming a monster.’

I am like my appearance.

I looked at the old man from time to time.

‘Strangely similar, but… … different.’

How many wounds did he sustain in the battles that followed?

Suddenly… … .

An old man crawling on the floor.

About 50% of its body was replaced by cold blocks of ice rather than a human body.

‘Even if we somehow reattach the severed parts, the completely destroyed parts will have to be replaced with ice.’

The ability that guy received was far from regeneration.

The cut area was somehow sutured.

The power to simply replace the missing parts with ice.

The more I believe in my immortality and continue to fight.

The guy would have lost the part of himself that made him human.

And at the end of it… … .

‘I would have ended up becoming a monster made entirely of ice.’

When that time comes.

Even if that soul was originally human.

Even [the system] won’t protect him anymore.

the other side.

“Phew.”

Swish… … .

“I guess I’ve recovered to some extent.”

The blood of the [Nobles of the Night] was different.

The power to restore even completely destroyed parts to near perfection if given time.

‘If we only consider the speed of recovery, that old man’s ability might be better.’

My recovery speed is slow compared to his.

It would be impossible to recreate the ridiculous battle that the old man showed us.

But, in the end.

When we see that the destroyed part cannot be regenerated.

The power that the old man received from the monsters may be powerful, but

‘It’s a low-level power.’

Ariella’s blood circulating inside my body.

It was so inferior that it was beyond comparison.

grasp!

“Keuh… … .”

I pushed his body, which was crawling on the floor, with my feet.

Layed on the ground.

“Please… … .”

No matter what.

It is clear that this old man is strong.

‘You’re probably stronger than me even now.’

According to the [Battle Power Meter], it is on a similar level to the monsters that exude blue magic.

Even including those clones, I think it would take about 10 people to just barely make it to the same level.

“Your Majesty.”

“What should we do?”

“hmm.”

The situation is that all of those clones remain.

“Please… … just my life, just my life… … please spare me.”

Do you know that even if you resist me here, you won’t survive?

The old man completely lost his will to resist.

“Well then, let me ask you a few questions.”

“Anything, anything… … .”

“Why on earth did you betray the people?”

At that sight.

I asked, thinking I could get the information I wanted more easily than I thought.

“The reason you betrayed me… … ? Ah, ahh… … !”

“?”

To my words:

The old man’s eyes fill with fear.

“Ahh… … That’s right. They were still there.”

“Inspiration?”

“Ha, but… … If I resist here, the interest will kill me, and if I surrender here, they will kill me. Then, then what should I… … do… .”

At that sight.

I frowned, but thought back to what he had said.

-I have seen inside that curtain. I have seen the beings that dwell within it… … .

at last.

The reason he betrayed humanity is because of that black curtain.

‘Perhaps… … [Gate]’

Look at the beings inside.

The result is despair.

‘How many strong monsters are lurking around?’

perhaps.

I [Cheonsanmu-gwan] or [Underground mine that dug too deep]

There may be more danger out there.

‘… …Can I do it?’

But that thought crossed my mind.

“Oh my. What kind of weak thinking is this?”

He soon shook his head and muttered.

“Even if it doesn’t work.”

No matter how great the danger is out there.

“I have to make it happen.”

If I have to survive.

I had to figure it out somehow.

and.

To do that, first of all.

“Ahh… … If I have to die no matter what. What on earth am I… … supposed to do?”

I needed to organize this inspiration.

“Inspiration.”

“Eek… … !”

In deep despair.

An old man crouching with a frightened expression.

“Please, please. Please spare my life… … Please spare my life… …!”

“… …Please just spare my life, Ra.”

I chew on those words.

He said, crouching down next to him.

“Who killed him?”

“……yes?”

“If you obey me, they’ll kill you, and if you’re loyal to them, I’ll kill you. What’s the useless worry?”

With a knife pointed at his heart.

The clones surround me and bind his body.

“You didn’t forget what I said earlier, did you?”

“Wh, what are you saying… …?”

“What, I really forgot.”

I have a dagger with the old man’s flesh on it.

He said, scratching the back of his head with Victoria’s handle.

“I told you, you’d rather beg to be killed than have your spirits die.”

“……yes?”

When you first fight him.

-Let me declare one thing in advance.

I have clearly stated.

-Sir, you… …you’ll end up begging to be killed.

I was so tired that I felt like I could collapse at any moment.

Somehow I managed to keep my wits about me.

He looks down at him and says.

“So… … what you have to say to me shouldn’t be [please save me].”

“Th, what is that?”

“Then my declaration becomes wrong?”

okay.

It seems that the old man was worried about whether he should die here, by me, or inside that gate.

That worry was unnecessary in the first place.

“Don’t worry, sir.”

Some clones entered my shadow.

The things that were inside it.

… … They come out each holding a bowl of the finished dish.

The president of the association, [Dark Knight of the Curse] Kang San.

The ability is outstanding.

The resentment is also considerable.

“Inspiration.”

How can we just kill off a person like this and move on?

That’s kind of, how should I put it.

“I will never… …die.”

It’s such a waste.