This Universe Needs Old People - Chapter 111



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Apocalypse Needs Old People Episode 111
70. I forgive, but

The method that the I-gu district trolls chose to use to get to another district without being discovered as a player, even after handing over the saint, was ‘arson’.

The arsonist’s intended target was murder.

And he became a benefactor who saved the saint from the fire.

‘It would be a problem if Argon were alive and kept repeating what I said to the players.’

It was none other than himself who incited Argon to chase away the players.

It was clear that if that story reached the players’ ears, they would become suspicious.

And they seemed to have no intention of letting the saint go.

In order to hand over the Saint to the Haydam player, the NPCs below Argon had to disappear.

‘The most important thing is that I saved the saint.’

If a Candy Zone NPC asks a Haytham player to take him to the Cola Zone, would he even pretend to listen?

At the very least, they should have shown some sincerity by finding the saints and newbie players they wanted and offering them to them.

If you are the successor to the warlord of the Kola District, it would not be a big deal to allow yourself to live in the Kola District.

The Igugu trolls first lit a bonfire outside the forest and called out to the saint.

“Saint, there seems to be a fire at the edge of the forest. Would you like to go with me?”

The saint saw the smoke rising from outside the forest and followed the Iguk Troll, saying he would help without knowing anything about it.

It was so easy to stun an unwary saint.

The Igu Troll, who ran out of the forest carrying the unconscious saint, circled around the outskirts of the forest and diligently set fire to it.

I was out of breath from running while carrying the saint, but I couldn’t help but laugh when I thought of the NPCs who didn’t even know I was a player and ignored me screaming as they collapsed in the fire.

The Igu-gu troll, who had set fire evenly on the outskirts of the forest, stood there for a moment to catch his breath.

“Gasp gasp.”

‘Have I ever worked this hard on something since Ice Age?’

Yeah, this area troll.

You can do it too!

If I had done this earlier, I wouldn’t have had my saint title taken away by a newbie like this.

The moment the Igu-gu troll, who had been eating his fill, was about to go find the players who had been driven out of the forest.

Dazzling headlights illuminated him.

“What, what?!”

The bewildered Igu-gu troll looked up at the sky.

A flying machine was flying overhead.

Because the forest fires were bright enough despite the midnight hour, the Igugu troll could quickly make out the shape of the statue on the bow of the flying boat.

‘Unicorn fragment? Unicorn zone flying machine… …?!’

Didn’t Argon clearly refer to the player who came to the Candy District as Commander Hayden’s son?

Why is there a flying machine from the Unicorn Zone here instead of a vehicle from the Cola Zone?

If that’s the Unicorn Zone’s flying machine, then where on earth did the Cola Zone players go?

As countless questions began to tangle in my mind, a rope was lowered from the plane.

As if telling me to climb up.

The Igugu troll, who had been trying to climb up while hurriedly grabbing the rope and throwing away the saint he was carrying, did not lose his last bit of sanity and calmly tied up the saint first and lifted him up.

‘I have to pretend to be an NPC who barely managed to save a saint from a fire.’

So, more selflessly than anyone else.

I had to pretend to be a weak-hearted NPC in the Candy District.

Fortunately, as soon as the saint was raised, the rope came down again, so the Igu-gu troll hurriedly climbed up the rope.

As I climbed up the rope, the first thing I saw was the breathtakingly beautiful young man I had seen during the day.

‘Cola Zone Player!’

Since the black-haired, black-eyed one was on the other side, it’s possible that this player isn’t leading the conquest of the illegitimate child.

The Igu-gu troll was secretly relieved to have encountered the Cola District player he was looking for.

‘But why was the Cola Zone player on the Unicorn Zone plane?’

I had my doubts, but that wasn’t what was important right now.

Besides the young man, there were two other people on the plane.

One was a young man in a cola district uniform with a perfect body that I couldn’t help but admire, and the other was a blond man with a sly look who was smiling broadly at me.

‘The one wearing the military uniform must be from the Coke District… and what’s with that platinum blonde hair?’

Seeing that he wasn’t wearing a military uniform, I thought that he might be the owner of this flying machine, a player from the Unicorn Zone.

The Igu-gu troll is hesitating a bit, not knowing which of these he should cling to.

It was the young people who spoke up first.

“hmm?”

He tilted his head, looking in his direction, or rather, at the empty space slightly above his head.

Then, the other two people also looked above their heads and made strange expressions.

‘Why are you doing that… … ?’

The Igu Troll, who couldn’t figure out why he was looking up at his head, hesitated for a moment, but then, thinking that he would miss his chance to appeal if he stayed blankly any longer, he ran towards the saint who had been lifted up and was lying neatly on the floor.

“Saint!”

The Igu-gu troll, who pretended to check if the saint was hurt, squeezed out tears that he had never shed before and gave it his all.

“Saint… … ! I’m sorry, I didn’t have the strength… I could only save you, sigh… I’m so sorry. I’m sorry we ran away, everyone in the village… … !”

He hugged the body of the saint who had passed out and sobbed for a long time.

Something was strange.

I didn’t feel a single gaze that should have been looking at me as I sobbed.

Let’s slowly raise our heads, wiping away the tears that have gathered in our eyes.

The three were looking at the candy area beyond the plane, not themselves.

‘What the heck? Why are you standing there watching the burning area? Are these guys all losers?’

Although the person who set the fire didn’t intend to do it, the Igu-gu troll felt a chill for a moment.

But the young man muttered indifferently as he looked at the area.

“It’s raining refreshingly.”

The Igu-gu troll sat up from his seat without realizing it and looked at the area beyond the plane like everyone else.

“What… is… this… .”

I thought I heard something pouring down earlier, but I wasn’t mistaken.

Before my eyes, low-hanging dark clouds seemed close enough to touch, covering the forest as they spread out endlessly.

Thick dark clouds were pouring down heavy rain over the Christmas forest, completely devoting themselves to it.

While the Igu-gu troll was momentarily lost in thought, the fire was put out in an instant.

When I saw the golden electricity bursting out from the center of the forest, burning even the monsters wandering around the outskirts of the forest, I held my breath without realizing it and collapsed on the spot.

‘What, what, what, what… …!’

I couldn’t figure out what I was seeing.

I couldn’t believe what I saw.

‘Did I see something wrong?’

It was a vain thought, but the Igugu troll waited on the ground and glanced over the flying machine again.

Looking back, he realized that he had not been hallucinating.

The Christmas forest has already burned down, but beyond the ash-covered fir trees and monster corpses.

The log cabins of the Candy District were still standing.

‘What the heck… …!’

If everything had gone according to plan by the Igu-gu trolls, the Candy District would have burned down and all the NPCs would have died.

‘At this rate, we can’t stop Argon and Haydam from meeting, and we can’t even choose to leave the Saint and the other players alive to go to another area… … !’

Whether the Igu-gu troll was anxious or not, the three people on the plane talked among themselves and then took the saint inside the plane, saying they would lay him down inside.

The Igu-gu trolls acted as if they weren’t there, so I assumed they were convinced they were NPCs.

‘That’s fortunate.’

After a while, the plane flew over the Candy District, stopped, and came down on the forest that had turned into ash.

What on earth are you trying to do?

I thought so, but then the Candy District residents started to pile onto the airplane!

“troll!”

One of the NPCs who was riding on discovered the Igugu Troll and approached him with a smile on his face.

“I was worried because I couldn’t see you, but here you are.”

“What, what happened?”

In response to the bewildered question from the Igu District Troll, the Candy District NPC left an unintelligible message.

“God has descended.”

The Igu-gu troll was dumbfounded for a moment, unable to understand what was being said.

Meanwhile, it seemed like every single resident of the Candy District was boarding the plane.

“hmm?”

Before he knew it, the Igu-gu troll himself was taken down from the plane by a healthy soldier.

As soon as the Igugu troll landed, the plane soared into the sky with a tremendous roar.

For a moment, I was bewildered as I watched the plane moving away.

The soldier threw himself down in front of the meteorite, and the Igu-gu troll rolled on the ground with a single scream before barely stopping when it hit the meteorite.

“Ugh… … .”

A long shadow fell over the head of the Igugu troll, who groaned and shook his body.

I looked up, my hands trembling with an unknown fear, to see the full moon.

He met eyes with a boy sitting on a meteorite with his back to the full moon, looking down at him arrogantly.

Black hair and black eyes.

This is the Haydam player you’ve been looking for.

The Igu-gu troll tried to open his mouth to say that he had saved the saint, but he couldn’t bring himself to open his mouth.

The boy who had been quietly watching the Igu-gu troll opened his mouth and asked.

“Why did you do this?”

At those words, the Igu Troll felt his heart sink.

‘Are you asking this because you know that I am the culprit?’

But soon the Igu-gu troll shook his head inwardly.

I’m sure you’ll be able to see it for yourself.

We must not fall for such shallow tricks.

“W-I don’t know what you’re talking about. I, I followed the saint and went out to check on the fire, but the fire suddenly got stronger… I couldn’t return to the area in time and barely managed to escape with the saint… … .”

As he spoke, his voice kept creeping up.

This is because the gaze looking at him seemed to whisper, ‘This is fun. Keep going.’

“I won’t make this long.”

The boy who had been listening to the Igu-gu troll’s excuses for a while opened his mouth and spoke.

“Player, Igu-gu Troll. Why did you set fire to the Christmas Forest?”

“… … !!”

‘Do you… do you know my name… …?!’

I had no idea how he even knew his name or that he was a player.

But if he really knew from the beginning that he was a player, it would have been natural for him to realize that it was he who set fire to the area.

“The people inside the area didn’t die thanks to me, but… some of the area NPCs who were hurriedly running away seemed to have received different orders. Do you know?”

Even though he was sitting on the meteorite and just asking me questions.

An unknown pressure was weighing down my whole body, making it difficult to even open my lips.

However, the Igu-gu troll who was trembling with fear was able to come to his senses at the following words.

“Don’t be so scared, just tell me. You’re all players.”

When he looked up again, the boy was looking down at him with an angelic smile.

“Would I kill you, a fellow player, just because some NPCs are wrong?”

“Ah… ahh… … !”

actually.

If only he had kept in mind that just before, the boy in front of him had used his power beyond human perception to put out the fire in the area and save the people, he would have been able to realize that the sweet words he had spoken were a trap.

The Igu-gu troll, whose mental state was deteriorating due to a series of unexpected situations, did not have time to think that far.

Since it was natural for players to think of NPCs as expendable items like themselves, the Igu Troll revealed everything he had planned without any suspicion.

“Damn… … ! I wanted to get out of this fucking low-level area so badly… It seemed like you wanted to take the Saint with you… In order to take the Saint away, I had to kill all the guys in the area… … !”

“Hmm.”

The boy nodded as if he understood.

“thank you.”

“yes?”

“Thanks to you, I got the Saint in my hands, and I got control of this area’s meteorite. So, I’m truly grateful to you.”

“So, then… you… won’t hold me responsible for setting the fire… … ?”

“Okay. I forgive you.”

“ah……!”

At that moment, the complexion of this district troll brightened.

“but…….”

The boy continued speaking.

“Will the saint forgive you?”

“yes?”

And the next moment, when I turned my head at the sound of the wind cutting through.

The angry face of the saint, with tearful eyes, swung the axe at my neck, filled my vision.

And soon, the world went dark.