How does it feel to step into a B-grade horror game? - 30

Episode 30.

“I know Reese is going to do something reckless. I’m not going to wait and see.”

Fidelis wanted to tear his hair out. I couldn’t even try, and I ended up wasting my time here.

“You said you believed….”

“I believe it. But that’s not the case.”

Hakan was adamant. I was so determined that I was almost in tears. Isota’s face turned stubborn, and Fidelis became frustrated.

“I believe it. Apart from that.”

Screwed. Even if it screwed up, it was a big screw. The only thing left to do now was to do it secretly away from the eyes of these two opposing people, and the question was whether he would be able to do whatever he wanted, avoiding those fierce and piercing eyes.

“I’m going back.”

“It’s cute too!”

“…….”

Fidelis pressed his forehead against her as she returned to the lively Isota.

Seeing Isota and Hakan who were currently staring at Fidelis Bay, and Shion drying Edu and Esie, Beth straightened up from her seat.

Trying to keep her head down, she pulled out a medium-sized scythe from behind her. Pecua’s smile grew thicker.

‘But how do you find the huge shining hall?’

‘That’s what I make.’

‘Make it?’

“Yes, if I cast a spell on a room, it will soon become a room where the curse can be broken.”

Recalling Pecua’s words, Beth clenched the scythe in her hand.

‘Take this scythe here.’

‘This…’

“It’s a tool to break the curse.”

Beth was getting closer and closer to them. Luckily, no one had noticed. They seemed to have a lot of thoughts on their minds.

As they neared the “one man” who would lift the curse, Beth flashed her scythe. Pecua’s eyes lit up, and her mouth arced in a strange way.

Blood splattered across Beth’s face, and Pecua whispered softly.

“You know, Beth. What I said earlier….”

With a smile on his face, Pecua slowly moved down, muttering to herself.

“It’s all a lie.”

There was a sneer in his words.

* * *

“If I cast a spell on the room I choose, it will be the room where I can break the curse.”

This is false. Pecua cannot create a room that can break the curse. It existed somewhere in this mansion.

‘Take this scythe here.’

“It’s a tool to break the curse.”

This is also false. It’s true that the scythe is the tool to break the curse, but the scythe that Pecua gave to Beth was not the scythe that could break the curse. The scythe Beth received from Pecua was just a scythe, nothing more, nothing less.

“You have to kill someone to break the curse, and that is Isota Swald.”

This is… The truth.

Pecua’s lips pulled up to her ears, and she smiled strangely. In fact, it didn’t have to be Isota, it didn’t matter who was in this family’s blood. Fidelis’ blood was fine, but Pecua didn’t bother to tell him.

Because Pecua had only one purpose. Leaving Fidelis alone with the group, and Fidelis has a necklace of healing. I’m going to use the necklace to save Isota, and it’s gone.

Isota collapses bleeding and Fidelis cries out at her. Pecua happily watched the two of them.

“Let’s get to the game, Fidelis.”

With a faint smile, Pecua appeared in front of them. Seeing Fidelis’ face crumpled, Pecua couldn’t help but smile.

‘Oh, it’s fun.’

* * *

By the time I noticed, it was too late. Beth had raised her scythe aloft to slash Fidelis. Hakan twisted accordingly, and a panicked Isota stood in front of Fidelis, unable to think of using magic or anything.

I don’t even know what Beth wants.

It was almost impossible to attack Isota right away, where he couldn’t see any gaps. That’s why Beth used Fidelis. He knew that if he pretended to slash Fidelis, Isota would come running to stop him. As she expected, Isota stood in Fidelis’ way. Beth’s lips filled with a deep smile.

The scythe floated in the air, changing its trajectory in the air, drawing a diagonal line of Isota’s body from his shoulders to his stomach. The blood that had been flowing quietly began to pour from the sudden wound. Neither Fidelis, nor Sion, nor Hakan could do anything for a split second.

“Uh, sister!”

“Isota-sama!”

At Fidelis’ call that popped out of her mind, Isota smiled faintly as she collapsed. Tears quickly filled Fidelis’ face. Fidelis jumped out of Hakan’s arms and hurried to Isota’s side.

Fidelis’ hands, face, and clothes were already stained with Isota’s blood. Shion, too, was swaying around her, not knowing what to do. Zion’s clear eyes quickly began to fill with a clear liquid.

“Oh, uh, this, this…….”

“Hey, Isota….”

Fidelis, who hadn’t wiped away the tears that had fallen like a shower, was floundering, unable to touch her wounds. Then. I could hear Beth laughing.

“The reward is mine! Hahaha!”

Seeing Beth smiling cheerfully with her blood-stained scythe, Fidelis and Zion’s eyes instantly turned fierce. Shion, her face crumpled to the point of horror, tried to lunge at Beth, only to be stopped unexpectedly. A stranger had suddenly descended from the ceiling and was whispering something in Beth’s ear.

“… What? False?”

Beth’s face visibly flushed with bewilderment and then filled with anger.

“You beggar…!”

Beth’s face contorted with anger and she didn’t utter any words. With a single gesture of Pecua’s hand, Beth’s neck and body were neatly separated. Beth’s face rolled on the floor, bleeding from rage, unaware of what had happened.

“Everything, you…!”

“Can you distract me?”

Pecua gestured sheepishly toward Isota, and Fidelis hurriedly tore off her necklace and placed it on her wound. And begged earnestly. That was the condition for triggering the necklace. White smoke began to envelop Isota’s wound.

When Pecua tried to approach Fidelis just in time, Hakan and Shion stood in her way.

“It was a demonic trap.”

“You recognize me at a glance, don’t you?”

Hakan’s eyes widened fiercely. No one answered Pecua’s question and went straight into battle.

“Ugh…….”

Isota let out a small moan, and Shion’s head jerked. Fidelis sniffed and didn’t take his eyes off Isota’s wound.

“Hey, Isota, are you okay…? Oh, no, it can’t be okay… Because of me, because of me….”

Isota managed to reach out to Fidelis and cover her cheek.

“Uh, my sister sounded better….”

“Is that what you’re talking about in the middle of this?!”

Fidelis screamed, and Isota let out a delightful laugh. I could see the wound heal and I was about to breathe a sigh of relief.

Bang-!

“Ugh….”

I could see Hakan rolling on the ground after he was pinned to the wall.

“… Hakan?”

A stream of blood leaked from Hakan’s mouth as he staggered to his feet. Hakan raised his hand to keep Fidelis away.

He ran a whirlwind through his hair in displeasure. It was said to be as strong as the gods, but Hakan didn’t expect such a difference, and his head began to throb.

He was confident he could protect it, but Hakan was knocked out by a gesture of her hand and twisted his mouth violently. This wasn’t good. His inability to fully exert himself in this mansion also played a part.

Shion watched Isota’s wound heal before he returned to focus on Pecua. Since he couldn’t avenge Beth, who was already dead, he needed to get rid of the demon that had probably manipulated Beth.

Hakan knew he wouldn’t have a chance against the devil who couldn’t do anything about it, but Shion didn’t back down.

He smashed wildly off the floor and lunged at Pecua. Pecua narrowly dodged Shion’s attack with a strengthened fist, and bounced her hand. Pecua’s magic slammed Shion’s head into the floor.

“Ugh!”

At the same time, Hakan picked up his scythe from the float next to him and lunged at Pecua. Hakan’s swift movements and his many attacks and magic made Pecua pause.

Brilliant attack skills covered Pecua in an instant. Without a chance, Hakan swung his scythe straight at Pecua’s throat, but she narrowly avoided it.

“Ah, the danger.”

She broke out in a cold sweat as she wiped the blood from her neck. Even though it was his own territory, Hakan’s skills were better than expected.

On the contrary, if he waited for time and got up to Isota, he might be at a disadvantage and his plans to keep Fidelis away from them might be dashed.

It shouldn’t be. Isn’t it so much fun to break the curse while being protected by them?

Pecua moved closer to Fidelis than to face Hakan. Hakan paused at the sight of Pecua snatching her waist and hugging her in a single moment.

“Let go of Reese.”

Bloody voices echoed through the halls. Pecua’s voice was eerily low, and her voice was eerily low.

“I hate it.”

There could be no further delay. They had to be removed in a hurry.

As far as possible. Meet Fidelis as late as possible.

Isota’s weak hand gripped her ankle tightly.

“Get away from my brother.”

“Why are you so hostile? I’m just trying to make it more fun.”

Pecua shook her foot violently, pulling Isota’s hand away. Pecua’s arm around the waist was grabbed and twisted by Fidelis. Wood. There was a bloody sound and Pecua’s arm twisted strangely, but she didn’t loosen it. Embarrassed, Fidelis bit her lip and hit her on the cheek with her elbow.

“Gagging!”

Pecua staggered slightly, but her arm didn’t weaken.

“Oh, that’s too much.”

Tightening his arms, Pecua muttered irritably. It was suffocating.

Fidelis frowned and glared at Pecua’s arm. His twisted arms began to snap into the bones.

No matter how much Fidelis struggled, it didn’t seem to work for her. The sound of broken bones healed, but her strength did not diminish. It was as if it was playing indefinitely.

Even if he twisted his arm badly, it would often come back to normal. She never relaxed her grip on Fidelis. When Hakan pounced in anger, Pecua hurried to unleash her magic circle to cast her teleportation magic.

The ghost of the doppelganger, who tried to get rid of Hakan, who seemed to be the strongest, got caught up in the magic circle and disappeared.

“Oh, what’s that idiot doing?”

Seeing that of the doppelganger, which had already disappeared, Pecua clicked his tongue.

“Let go of Reese.”

A sinister voice came directly overhead. No matter how hard Fidelis struggled, she couldn’t get away from Pecua. Fidelis was going crazy.