How does it feel to step into a B-grade horror game? - 43

Episode 43.

“Why? Can’t you come with me?”

[Eyes… Light.]

[Wed, the award.]

“What’s the look in my eyes!”

Chester pursed his lips as if he felt a solitary affinity for Edu and Esie. As if they couldn’t see it, Edu and Essie spun their faces and burrowed into Fidelis’ arms.

“Come with me, Fidelis. I’ve always been bored because I’m alone.”

“Yes, I’m coming with you. I don’t want to be alone…”

Above all, you must never leave my side! It’s an important key.

He grinned and swallowed the words inwardly. Anyway, it had been a natural thing for a long time, so it didn’t make any difference.

“But where are you?”

“Where the portraits of the former owners of this mansion hang in a row.”

“What’s going on there?”

“I left something behind….”

Fidelis paced a little faster. The destination was getting closer. At the same time, his heart began to pound with fear.

* * *

It was too far. I ran, I ran, but I didn’t get closer. Somehow, her hard-working magic gradually faded away. Still, he didn’t slow down. They were out of breath from the long run, but they held on with only their mental strength.

I didn’t want to stop. I feel like the moment I stop, I’ll miss it again.

Zion, Harold, and Alvin were to die for. The two of them, who were running in the lead, were busy gradually picking up the pace instead of slowing down. It was amazing that I could still pick up speed while running like that.

“Ugh, huh….”

Alvin, in particular, breathed heavily, as if he was about to collapse. Alvin knew that if he stopped, he would be separated from Isota, so he tried to move his shaky legs somehow.

Feeling sorry for the young Alvin, Zion approached Alvin who was behind him, bent one knee, and showed him his back.

“Uh, huh?”

“You don’t want to be left alone. On my back.”

Alvin, who had to refuse, but felt like he was going to collapse, thanked him and carried him on his back.

“Hold on tight.”

“Yes! Thank you!”

Harold stared at them with a little envy, then turned back to the front. She, too, had no intention of separating from Hakan, so she moved her legs desperately, remembering the first time she had encountered Fidelis.

He was as soft and transparent as snow. He looked like Isota, but unlike Isota, who looked sharp and noble, the man looked clear and clean. Even Harold, who has never seen her before, feels like he wants to protect her as soon as he sees her.

It was cute and adorable. Anyone who has seen it once can’t help but fall for her. If Harold hadn’t liked Hakan, she, too, would have slowly fallen for Fidelis. For a moment, in the back of his mind, he felt that it was only natural that Hakan’s heart would turn to her.

Fidelis, who made such a strong impression, died of a piercing heart before he could say a word. Hakan and Isota said they could feel Fidelis’ energy, but Harold, the only one who was cold, thought it was the devil’s doing.

It didn’t make sense that the dead were alive. I’m sure everyone here saw her heart pierced.

It was strange that the corpse was gone, but who knows what’s going on in the demon’s head.

Harold hoped Hakan wouldn’t go anyway, but she knew that if she did, she would end up with a broken head. That’s why she didn’t bother to open her mouth to restrain him.

He envied Fidelis for stealing his heart and thought she would be a good match, but alas, she was definitely dead. There was no chance of him coming back to life. Despite the strong first impressions, Harold and Fidelis had never been acquainted in the first place. So Harold wasn’t particularly sad about her death.

For Harold, it was just the death of someone he didn’t know. And it was.

So I couldn’t dismiss her thoughts as particularly bad. He envied her a lot, as he had stolen Hakan’s heart so quickly, but he never wanted her to die. If he had lived, Harold would have faced her fairly.

She didn’t like shortcuts. Fidelis’ death was unexpected. Harold wasn’t happy or sad about it. It was just that at that moment, when Hakan was sad to see only her, I envied her so much. Hurting only for her.

This time, he vowed never to leave Hakan’s side. I was going to share my grief over the loss of Fidelis with me and try to change his mind.

Before that, I couldn’t afford to let go of those two that were too fast.

‘Oooh, I’m going to get some exercise.’

Harold blamed his decaying stamina and ran hard and ran.

Hakan and Isota also kept denying to themselves that it was impossible to run, but their bodies couldn’t. His heart beat faster, and as he got closer and closer, his denial became smaller and smaller, and his small hopes swelled to the size of Braille.

He couldn’t have mistaken it for someone else’s magic. Bright, clean, pure magic was unique to Fidelis.

Yes, I couldn’t have been mistaken. If you say it can’t be, why do you keep trying to shine a light out of the darkness, and why can’t you let go of that hope?

I’m sure you’ll be disappointed if you find out it’s not. I was so desperate that I would never get up again. I’m going to cry in the end…

Still, though… Really, if only one is really Fidelis…

There’s no way you can let go. Even if it’s small, even if it’s hopeless, there’s no way we can let go of this little light. Even if this is a demonic trap, even if it’s just stepping into it, there’s no way it can be released.

‘There’s no way I’ll be able to let go of the lease.’

Hakan and Isota thought at the same time.

* * *

“Hmm?”

There was a large chair in the middle of the brightly lit hall. Pecua sat cross-legged on a gorgeous red chair and made a muffled questionable sound. In front of her was a large translucent window that gave a clear view of the structure of the large mansion.

Inside the structure of the mansion were small dolls in the shape of people, each with its own name written on it. I couldn’t hear the conversation, but I could tell where they were headed.

Pecua was currently sitting in the last place, the hall where the curse could be broken. What she wanted was for Fidelis to be separated from Hakan and for her to die once. Once she had achieved her goal, she arrived at the last place with a smile on her face and was waiting for them.

Now that I had achieved my purpose, I had no intention of disturbing them until they came here. Rather, when they came here, it was the final highlight. Until then, I was just going to sit back and watch what they did. But that mindset could change at any time. Pecua was such a demon.

Pecua pulled her red lips up and pressed her fingers to her cheek. I could see Hakan and his group running desperately.

“I think you’ve noticed. It’s too late.”

It wasn’t until shortly after Fidelis woke up that Hakan and Isota seemed to have sensed her belatedly.

“Well, I understand. When you’re sad, you can’t think of anything.”

With a fishy sneer, Pecua took a sip of his wine. Rasna, too, too.

Unlike in the past, Pecua now seemed to have lost its purpose. She was focused on tormenting Fidelis, but it didn’t matter. Now her sole purpose was to have fun in front of her, to play with Fidelis and destroy it.

I didn’t feel guilty. If I could have felt guilty in the first place, I would have killed Sarhaman, who had tormented Rathna, instead of killing everything in this mansion.

When he showed Fidelis the past, he seemed to be saddened by the loss of Rasana.

“Well…. What’s the truth? I was really sad to lose Rasan.”

In the first place, Pecua had used Rasanna as an excuse to murder the humans. He said he didn’t know so sadly in front of Fidelis, but if he had been watching, it could have been prevented.

Rasana was the person I cared about the most, and I loved her. It was sad to die, but it was a long time ago. In the midst of boredom, Fidelis stirred up his old memories, and still…

“Hmm… yes, it’s funny. It’s been a long time since I’ve had a lot of fun.”

Fun. yes, it was fun.

I didn’t want to kill him so easily, seeing the humans struggling to survive, Fidelis’ face crumpling, and Sarha’s anguish, which he had been so sorry to kill so easily.

Fault or not.

“If so, it would be wrong for me to be seen.”

Pecua covered her mouth and let out a loud laugh that seemed to be hilarious, and then she stopped laughing.

“Come on, Fidelis. It’s going to be the final finale.”

She shook her glass of wine in delight and took a sip.

* * *

“Ugh!”

“What’s wrong?”

“I got goosebumps all of a sudden.”

Fidelis shuddered and swept his forearm several times. At the same time as she got goosebumps, she felt so bad that she wrinkled her face slightly.

Edu and Essie, who had been moving eagerly beside her, grabbed her wrist by the hair and stopped her in her tracks.

“Edu, what’s wrong with Eshi?”

Looking at Fidelis, visibly pale, Edu and Essie looked at her worriedly.

[W… I don’t want to… Everything.]

[Yes, thou Lord, the dead, the place.]

“…….”

Finally, they arrived. Biting his lip, Fidelis felt his legs tremble for a moment. Chester grabbed her arm and supported her, but she was terrified enough to feel it.

“What’s wrong?”

“Yes, yes? Why am I….”

She asked, as if unaware of her condition. Fidelis stared at one place with pupils that fluttered nervously, and then took a deep breath.

He tried to move closer to the portrait, but Edu and Essie wouldn’t let go of his wrist. Fidelis ran with them in his arms. When he began to see the portraits hanging in a row, Fidelis hurried closer to Sarha’s. It was the courage he could muster, because if he didn’t touch her portrait, she wouldn’t appear again.

When she saw Sarha hanging in the portrait, she wanted to sit down. I was short of breath, but I had to endure it. Fidelis gritted his teeth, thinking it was an ordeal.

As Chester chased after Fidelis, he found Edu and Essie’s words strange.

‘Where did you die? Is that Fidelis?’

But Fidelis in front of me was alive and well. Even though he was out of the realm of caution, it didn’t seem like something he could just ignore.

Fidelis was scanning the floor, looking for a test kit. His white hands looked even whiter. I couldn’t see very well, so I took the candle off the wall and illuminated the floor, and soon I saw something in the corner. I hurried over to find a test kit containing Sarha’s blood.

“Tea, I found it….”

With a sigh of relief, Fidelis slumped to the floor.