Stuck in The Tower
Chapter 709

Episode 709: The salvation I dreamed of

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Otherwise, there was no other way to explain it.

He deserved to be called a benefactor because he saved his life while he was dying.

It would also be natural to develop a crush on her.

Especially if her race is a fairy.

Like several other races, fairies do not like to fall into the water.

Although there may be differences depending on the object, it was common for them to have an extreme dislike of getting their wings wet.

In any sense, she was a good person.

‘He’s a good person.’

I thought so too.

Is it because I looked at it from Erembatt’s perspective?

The emotions and the world shown at the time were so intuitive and intense.

The boundary between me and Erembatt was unclear, but my ego did not waver.

My mental defenses were too strong for that.

‘I already had a similar experience.’

When I destroyed the fragments of chaos, I saw their past.

I thought it was some kind of event.

It was quite special to see his memories while he was still alive.

“I’m here. Ugh. “You really had a lot of work to do in the morning?”

After saving Erembatt’s life, she came to the sea several times.

It didn’t seem like there was any special purpose.

It could be because I like the sea, or it could be because I wanted to work.

All they came to do was make small talk.

Even though she knew there would be no answer, her story continued for a long time.

Erembatt also repeatedly came out to the shallow sea and waited for her.

It was dangerous work.

Spiritual objects were precious in every world, and there were always those who coveted them.

It was right to be cautious until he gained sufficient power, and he was still too weak to be called strong.

The distant but emotional days continued for several months, and I thought they would continue in the future.

of course.

It was just optimistic thinking.

“We have to leave here soon. “I’ll be there next week too.”

“Guooooh.”

Erembatt’s emotions were clearly felt.

sadness. Feeling betrayed. denial. question.

The guy at the time was young and couldn’t have known, but I could.

Monsters began to appear from the sea.

A big fire broke out far away in a village I had never been to.

The port was blocked and people carrying their luggage and weapons were seen leaving.

This world was also being destroyed.

She also had to move to survive.

– Slurp.

“hey! “What if it comes out?”

After the breakup became clear, the choice Erembat made was simple.

An impulsive but straightforward expression.

He jumped out of the sea and stood in front of her.

Sometimes, when we swam together in the water, we were at eye level, but when she got on land, she seemed much bigger.

It was natural.

The fairies were not that big, but Erembatt was also small.

A whale the size of two fists.

I chuckled without realizing it.

“Do you want to come with me?”

She asked me to go with her in the summer when the weather was getting really hot.

I didn’t know where we were going.

It would have been nice if we could just go together.

Even though it has grown less, it is still a spirit.

I could be of help, and it was nice to have a friend I could trust in a world on the verge of destruction.

“But we can’t go on like this.”

-Seaaaa.

The water that appeared in the air surrounded Erembatt and floated up.

Gradually increasing visibility.

I made eye contact with her while submerging myself in the cold but refreshing water.

“how is it. Do you like it?”

“Guoooo!”

She also smiled at Erembatt’s reaction, which was not pretentious.

The pentagonal necklace visible through the flowing hair was shaking.

Jennyil, who gently floated water droplets containing Erembatt, moved forward cheerfully like a child holding a balloon.

It was our first journey to land.

It was amazing.

I have always lived with my feet on the ground, but not in Erembatt.

It was an unfamiliar yet amazing experience.

More colors and more people than when I was at the sea.

Protruding buildings and street vendors.

The variety of foods I had never tasted were stimulating and remained in my mind.

It was like that.

“Shh. “You have to be quiet.”

At least if this world wasn’t speeding towards destruction, we could dream of a peaceful future.

There were too many enemies that could not be defeated.

Jenny was able to use fairy-specific abilities, but she was also just an ordinary person who had never climbed a tower.

A high-grade monster.

The vagabonds and robbers could have taken their lives at any time.

It was like that that night too.

While camping in the dark, a faint light flickered between the trees and then disappeared.

What that meant was clear.

‘They are marauders.’

Checking the opponent’s location and turning off your own light?

If you were a passerby and wanted to share a campfire for the night, you should have shown up.

Hiding one’s face and approaching meant that one had impure intentions.

“It must be here.”

“He’s a quick-witted guy. “Don’t let down your guard and look for it.”

Jenny may be immature, but she is not foolish.

After realizing their intentions, they put out the bonfire and hid themselves.

I wish it had passed without incident.

“Sigh!”

Crouching in the bushes, she made eye contact with the predator.

– Pugh.

I committed my first murder.

I had to continue with the second murder before my mental fatigue had even subsided.

He cried after being stabbed in the shoulder, and trembled and dug the ground with his bare hands to hide the body.

The shock and anger of that time were conveyed without filtering.

-Guooooh.

Erembatt was watching it all.

day. Two days.

Weeks passed, months passed, until years passed.

It was enough time for Zenil, a beginner, to show his skill and for Erembatt, who was weak, to use his power as a spirit creature.

I still haven’t received an invitation from the top.

The territory of humanity narrowed, and the people who came there stayed up all night, waiting for the monsters’ territory to shrink.

It was those kind of days.

-Bababababam.

The realm of humanity.

The last city you can stop by before going to the front lines.

A trumpet sounded there.

The return of heroes.

“You can see it clearly from here. right?”

The square is already crowded with people.

The highway leading to the capital of humanity was wide open, and those working in the sunlight took off their hats and bowed their heads toward the approaching crowd.

Jenny also secretly climbed to the roof of the building and waited for them.

Her eyes were brighter than ever as she broke the stolen bread into pieces and gave it to Erembatt.

The return of a hero.

Those who climbed the tower and entered the realm of monsters, giving hope to humanity, were returning.

-Wow!

A thunderous roar.

Many people died during each battle, but there were some who eventually came back alive, so they were heroes.

“They say that in the capital, there is a shrine that honors the achievements of heroes.”

Jennyil still wants to be called to the top.

“Look over there. The man with the fur coat and beard is Paul Hempst. Is the ax really big? “You’ll wipe out even 6-star monsters with that?”

“Guooo.”

Jennyil, who giggled as he watched Erembatt bragging that he could do it, continued talking.

Legends and history written by heroes.

Even rumors that are close to scandals about the weapons and personality of those who have made a name for themselves.

“In my hometown, heroes are called big people. “You know that when you see great people, you feel bigger, right?”

Hearing Jennyil’s muttering, Erembatt looked up at her face.

“Wouldn’t I be able to do the same if I entered the tower? “I’m still alive in this ruined world.”

In a world that was clearly approaching destruction, even survival was a matter of pride.

“They say the tower has up to 100 floors. If you get there, you can save the world. “There is no one like that yet, but just in case.”

Far away. She continued, looking at something that couldn’t be seen.

“If he gets to the top, wouldn’t he be the tallest?”

There was no more backstory.

Still, Erembatt could tell what she was swallowing.

The method of survival for those who could not climb the tower was lame and cowardly.

The deep hole that couldn’t be covered up with smiles and excuses was visible even if you looked away until it was filled.

“Guooo.”

“It tickles! hey!”

Erembat entered her arms and fluttered.

I wanted to tell Jenny Il, who was smiling to the point of tears.

Because he did not have the delicate muscles or tongue to speak language, he expressed himself more actively.

A little hope and possibility.

Just as a faint light goes out quickly.

That didn’t happen.

-Oooooh!

disaster.

It came without warning and was too bizarre and strong to overcome.

Erembat cried out in a pool of blood, holding Xenil’s necklace in his mouth.

Cry and cry until the water rises.

Until a new disaster is born and eats up another disaster.

surprisingly.

[Congratulations!]

[You have been invited by Top.]

Only then did Top call.

So easy, like a red ship.

Even the intention was impure.

In order to keep natural disasters at bay, the tower called Erembatt.

The disaster that climbed the tower like that.

[Erembatt of silence and gaze is watching you.]

It stands before your eyes as a fragment of chaos.

The illusion created by his memory disappeared and his big eyes looked at me.

At first glance, it seemed like I could see the small shape from back then.

Strangely, it looks both gigantic and young at the same time.

It was decorating the streets by picking up seashells and trash with its small mouth.

I was happy to see the crudely made village.

“Whoa.”

I closed my eyes tightly and opened them.

Maybe it’s because I quickly fell in love with all the memories of what he went through, but the lingering feeling still remains.

A mixture of disgustingly vivid emotions made me sick.

I strained my tongue and swallowed the saliva.

– Jeopuk.

I approached the guy.

The black and transparent pupil reflects on me.

Dreamscape.

A whale dreaming in vain.

“Erembatt.”

-Guoooooo.

I approached the guy who was crying softly.

I tried to strengthen my eyes and straighten my posture.

“Come to your senses.”

-Baaaaagh!

I just kicked the guy’s eyes.

-Oooooh!

This guy cries at the highest pitch I’ve ever heard.

They’re being cruel. I hit it gently.

“Wake up from your dream!”

I took out the fallen angel sword from my inventory and swung it.

Yikes!

The border is torn and his mental world collapses.

I’m out of here.

Is that the end?

no. I never do that.

-Coooooooo!

-Ugh!

-Kill! Stop it!

As I return to reality, the distant screams and shouts become clearer.

The extremely fishy smell of blood and fishy smell penetrates my nose, and my blood boils in the heat of the battlefield.

I came to my senses as if I had woken up from a dream.

“Deokchun.”

“Yes.”

Deokchun, who read my thoughts, glared at Erembatt once and then left.

Then, until Deokchun comes back.

“You want to talk to me.”

Of course, it is a conversation between the body.

Thanks to you, I know very well what he can’t say.

The wounds left on the female giant have already healed.

The one still in the fog.

Yeah, I won’t be able to come out.

I don’t know about other giants, but they probably don’t want to let that one out of the fog.

Wouldn’t it be difficult if something you worked so hard to create turns into a monster?

So, I plan to take it apart myself.

“Now that you’re all grown up, I guess we can use shock therapy.”

Look at that big guy.

No matter where you look, it’s not a baby.

In a different sense – it’s a baby, though.

I don’t know if there will be a dog or a fool in front of me.

Everyone calls it differently.

Since ancient times, if you are the owner of a pet, you must protect it.

If you don’t like it, the pet can protect its owner.

Try something you’ve never been able to do before.

[Equip the Left Wing of the Wingless Angel (SSS)!]

[Equip the Right Wing of the Demon King (SSS)!]

[Equip the Crown of Magnarok (SSS)!]

[SSS-class power Eye that Watches the Stars I’m glaring at this Erembatt!]

[SSS-level power and the unyielding swordsman is flashing!]

I’ll hang out with you, even if it’s just for a little while.

Of course.

I had no intention of losing.