I Can See Your Code

I see your code (56)

A three-story building made of brick. Neither glamorous nor modest, it just looks like an ordinary house.

But to me, it feels a little different.

Would it be appropriate to call it a blood-stained torture chamber?

The outward appearance is camouflage. In fact, it is a strange structure with seven stories underground, which is more than twice the size of the ground floor.

The first floor is a torture chamber, and the third floor is an artificial dungeon. The zones are divided in this way, and if you break through all of them, you will be stuck with Byron on the 7th floor, the lowest level.

After that, the story ends when you defeat the hypnotized fellows while resisting the attacks. That’s how Byron’s story comes to an end.

okay. that’s how it should be

[BOSS-4]

… … But why is it on the 3rd floor instead of the 7th floor?

That’s not to say there isn’t any code that stands out. This means that there is no possibility of a trap.

“… … .”

There is nothing to think about here. I took a breath and entered the building.

This oneless front door that greets you.

None of them are like games. In the original story, there is a battle with vigilantes here. Same for the second floor. There are no people, only furniture. And the third floor.

“It’s late.”

I met Byron.

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“what are you doing? sit down.”

Byron said in a calm voice. It’s like welcoming a friend. Rihanna sat across from him with an indifferent expression.

“If it’s a recruitment offer, there’s nothing to do, so let’s get right to the point.”

“It was one of the options. I stopped thinking about it earlier.”

Byron smiled and took out a bottle of wine and filled it with a glass. Yours and Rihanna’s. Then he lifted the glass and looked at the bright red wine inside.

“I have only been to the imperial family once in the past. Do you know why?”

“I’m not interested.”

Despite the blunt answer, Byron shrugged, not paying attention.

“I stole all the food from the warehouse without my father’s knowledge, and gave it to the residents of Yeongji. The reason was that he had lowered the authority of the imperial family by daring to distribute the food the Emperor had given them to the common people.”

Byron waved the wine glass and smiled.

“It must have been the purpose of those nobles to lower the imperial authority. He must have been trying to punish him for his negligence and to spread his disgrace. They specialize in making small things big. But you know what’s even more interesting?”

When Rihann didn’t respond, Byron brought the wine glass to his lips.

“I mean, I had the same thoughts as those who gave me the food. Why did I give my fortune to those worms? We could just wait on the floor and die.”

Byron smiled and handed over the glass. Seeing this, Rihan also handed over the glass. Without looking at the code, there was no fear of poisoning. Because the body of the ‘Superman’ cannot be affected by eating a little poison.

“So, what’s the point? Am I a psycho with a different inside and outside? Go to the temple for psychiatric counseling. Because there are gods that are perfect for that. Are you sick?”

“The outside and inside are different… … The conclusion is correct, but the reason is wrong. It wasn’t an act of my own volition. It was at a time when I didn’t even know that blue blood veins appeared.”

Byron put the glass down and picked up the bottle of wine next to him.

“Anyway, this drink was given to me by the emperor at that time. I replaced this as a punishment. Giving wine as a gift in the Empire is a serious insult. Don’t you look sick?”

Byron chuckled and walked towards the window.

Are you here to bounce? In spite of Rihanna’s tension, Byron simply put the bottle on the window sill. Kim San Lian returned the empty glass. Seriously, if I was going to run away, I would have gone sooner.

“Stop talking about meaningless past. I think we have something left to do.”

“It’s a meaningless past. It’s a precious memory for me, isn’t it?”

“Stop the bullshit.”

“Then what about your identity?”

The moment Ryan was about to get up. Byron opened her mouth as if piercing the gap. Ryan frowned slightly and sat down again.

“Am I?”

“okay. your body.”

Byron turned and looked at Rihanna. Those eyes seemed to have been sharply forged, or they seemed to have fallen in vain.

“Your identity that appeared out of nowhere and had a relationship with the rulers of Layton in an instant.”

“… … You’re talking about Layton’s anarchy, right?”

“There is no nominal ruler. If you see any signs of that, the three kingdoms will immediately intervene. But you know there are people who actually rule, right? Including me.”

“You are too self-conscious.”

“It is rather low. I just didn’t mean to rule a town like this.”

Byron continued speaking in a tone that was only reciting the facts.

“Logistics is Teyer Terberoz. Noblesse is the only one who distributes goods in this city. If you hate him, even if you have plenty of money, you won’t be able to get a piece of bread for tomorrow.”

“… … .”

“The spiritual pillar is the temple of Khitan. They’re the only ones caring for the poor in this f*cking city. He is so respected that even the scavengers who have gone so far don’t touch it. Almost a sanctuary.”

Byron grinned and sat back down. Then he flicks his finger and hits the glass on the table. ting. A clear sound resounds.

“And finally me. Most of the people who have ever touched a crime are under me. question here. How many clean people in Layton?”

At those words, Rihanna was deep in thought. It’s not specified in the settings, but it’s probably more than half. It’s a city where it’s hard to survive if you don’t commit crimes.

It is not a matter of good or evil, it is a matter of survival.

What will the orphans who are left unaccompanied in Layton do? If there are tourists, they will guide them, but no psychopaths come to hang out with these criminals. Even if they beg in a yard where most of them lack food, there is no way anyone will give them money.

The same goes for adults. The only way to survive is to fight monsters, but the survival rate is only 10%. It is very difficult for those who have never lifted a sword in their lives to survive in the wild. There are very few people who would entrust their life to such a probability.

But what about pickpocketing? There is no need to risk your life, no risk of being trapped. Because there is no country to maintain security. There is no risk when caught. After all, the victim was also stolen from somewhere. It is said that no one can blame the pickpocket itself even if they laugh at their skills.

There is so much crime in this city.

Not all of them follow Byron. Most people don’t even know it exists. But above them is Byron’s subordinate. In fact, it is not an exaggeration to say that it is below it.

“That subordinate seems to be killing everyone himself.”

“It’s mine, so I’m going to kill it. It’s a simple matter.”

Ryan frowned. are you crazy That’s right. Byron smiled broadly, as if not interested in Rihan’s expression change.

“Then back to the point, your true identity.”

“I am not a messenger of God. Someone has already claimed it.”

“Are you the devil?”

In an instant, the atmosphere changes. The air that used to be shaky is heavier than before. It’s not just the feeling. Byron, who had spoken, also maintained an expressionless expression without a single smile, unlike before.

“… … What do you mean?”

“Literally the devil. That doesn’t exist in this world. It’s a word that most people don’t know, but you would know it, right?”

Byron, who asked the question, looked at Rian’s face. An expressionless expression that shows no emotion. I don’t know if it was because I was embarrassed or because I wasn’t impressed, but one thing was certain. It is not the expression of a person who does not know the meaning of a word.

he laughed bitterly.

“You know too.”

“On what grounds?”

“At such an important moment, I spit out words that the other person didn’t know. It’s usually absurd and it’s normal to ask what the bullshit is. But you didn’t ask At least you know what the devil is.”

Byron tapped the glass and continued.

“Theory put forward by a wizard decades ago. That rare bullshit that this world was created by the devil and that everyone is being manipulated.”

“… … Do you believe in bullshit?”

“I thought so until I met you.”

Byron stood up again and looked down at Rian, who was sitting there.

“There is no basis for deciding what to do next. There is no logic to explain why. I was too stupid to react that way. Like someone who knows the answer sheet. So I thought. You are the devil.”

Ryan opened his mouth, still expressionless.

“Are there any gods or prophets?”

“It’s impossible with their abilities. You can only see the clues of the big events, not the details. Besides, I am convinced that you are not of this world.”

“wine?”

Byron frowned.

“… … Did you know?”

“I knew. I just noticed it now.”

Rihanna stood up and faced Byron. The mood is reversed again. From a person being questioned to a judge judging the facts.

“I do not drink the first cup with the owner. It’s an imperial custom. I drank without speed. You must have noticed that I am not an imperial person here.”

“… … .”

“Putting a bottle of wine on the window sill. It’s an act that no continental person would be unaware of. It’s from the biography of the King of Liberation. Now that we’re ready, let’s fight. But I was sitting stupidly. You must have noticed that I am not a Continental here.”

“you… … .”

“Finally playing with your fingers. It’s a custom shared by all races. If you are uncomfortable, please leave. Even if you didn’t really go, you should have reacted in some way. In a way that doesn’t mean nonsense. You must have noticed that you are not of a different race here.”

what everyone knew. But it didn’t come to my mind. It’s not something you know and do, it’s like a habit you have in your body.

“A person who acts as if he knows everything. And he’s an awkward person with customs. The devil is the best observer. It’s just like that.”

“… … Do you admit it?”

“It’s not such a bad name.”

They may have the same meaning in the end, only the names are different. From the point of view of those people, there would be no difference between developers and demons.

“… … What is your purpose? play? Did you want to watch the toys live next to you?”

Byron opened his mouth in a trembling voice.

Guessing and certainty are completely different feelings.

A question that I pondered hundreds of times as to whether I was sane or not. Having asserts that it is true, it was not easy to maintain composure no matter how much.

Lian looked at him and sighed.

“I didn’t come here because I wanted to, so I’ll stop framing. I never thought of it as a toy.”

“You make it, you control it. If this isn’t a toy, what is it?”

“You have never been in control. I never made it.”

Ryan continued speaking in a calm voice.

“I just finished organizing my thoughts. I thought it was the world I made myself, but no. There are a lot of people who are different from the setting, and I don’t have the ability to create a world like this in the first place.”

“Then what the hell do you mean!”

Byron threw away his relaxed appearance and shouted. It was the composure he maintained while suppressing the thought that his current behavior was also being manipulated.

I wanted to admit it easily, but now it’s not. There are degrees to playing with people!

Rihann looked at Byron like that.

“I don’t know. ‘Cause I’ve been forced to He could have been just an observer, as the wizard said. Anyway, I was a little surprised this time.”

“… … What do you mean?”

“It was originally what I was imagining. I’ve thought about it a few times. If I were to be in this game, would anyone notice that I was a producer?”

“… … .”

There were a few unfamiliar words, but Byron just listened quietly. It wasn’t something that Rihanna was hoping for understanding anyway. Rihanna put her hand on the scabbard as it was.

“Even if I imagined it dozens of times, there was only one such person. Byron you are But it really turned out the way you thought it would.”

“… … Should it be an honor?”

“I don’t think so. Now tell me the purpose of staying here alone. No matter how much I think about it, I don’t know.”

At those words, Byron looked directly at Rian’s face. Unshakable, resolute eyes can be felt.

The prediction was wrong. According to his thoughts, the opponent should have a playful smile, not a serious look like that.

Byron sat down on the chair and smiled in vain.

“I thought you couldn’t kill me.”

“Why?”

“Because you never killed anyone. The mercenaries I met for the first time just blew them away, and the A-class I sent only borrowed the power of the statue and dealt with it. This time, I didn’t kill ten A-class people, I just subdued them.”

Byron grinned and looked up at the ceiling.

“I couldn’t have done it because I had a love for toys. Of course, I thought there would be restrictions on what I was doing. This time, I will walk the path of immortality, something like that. But it wasn’t.”

Byron lowered his head slightly to face Rian. Love is seen in the steadfastness. Compassion is seen in the coolness. None of the demons he imagined had a face like that.

“You just thought of them as people. From the beginning.”

“… … Are you done talking?”

At that, Byron looked up at the ceiling and chuckled again.

Any attempt to take control of the mind just in case is already easily blocked. There was no more means of rebellion left. No, does such a thing exist? against a guy like that.

The number of gambles I gambled with the conviction that I would never win at any cost. If that’s wrong, there’s only one way left. At least not going ugly.

“I don’t think I want to see you. Still, if it’s the first opponent who will stand at the top someday… … Well, not bad.”

Byron closes his eyes. pooh. The sound follows.

“… … .”

Leaving the room, Rian’s sword was burning with bright red blood and blue flames.

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