Martial Arts Returnee's Game Broadcast-Chapter 409: A Stern Scolding

 [Story mode]

[Ingan. Why did you save me?] [I had no desire to live.] [If you were going to stop me, you should have let me go without causing pain.]

The Wanderer Merchant lamented. She was crushed by the emptiness of life. Her life for her younger brother. Her vengeance for her younger brother. Her death for her younger brother. All of it had been denied, and now she had no more zeal left. Lying in the ashes, she couldn't even muster a weak smile. The Silent Swordsman walked towards her.

【Interaction Choices】 [To the Wanderer Merchant, who has lost her strength, you...]

Apologize.Remain silent.It’s too late. You cut off her neck.

Creeeak, creak

The fate that had been severed once, now vibrated from the floor as the "Destroyer," the transformed monster, repeatedly rose from the ground. It asked once more to be caught. By doing so, she could take revenge. Wasn’t I the one who had been pushed into death by my brother? Wasn’t the vow of revenge made a lie? Was I to be abandoned again?

[▶1. Apologize.]

[What are you talking about now?] [Apology? That’s impossible.] [Not only can I not forgive, I don’t deserve forgiveness.] [The sister who sent her brother into the abyss?] [I’m the one who destroyed it with my own hands.] [How can someone like me forgive anyone, or even be forgiven?]

The Wanderer Merchant cried. She was foolish to trust the Great Demon. Her brother, who had been used. Her final wish for revenge, even after losing her life, turning into a monster. She couldn’t turn away from it.

【Interaction Choices】 [To her, whose will to fight is rising, you...]

Tell her to stop.Persuade her that she’s being manipulated by the Great Demon.Promise to take revenge for her.Remain silent.It’s too dangerous now. Cut down the Wanderer Merchant.

The repeated choices. The warnings kept coming that if she didn’t kill her soon, it would be irreversible.

Kill her! Turn her into ‘Human-faced Demon’!There’s no longer a Wanderer Merchant group. Now it’s the Destroyer group.Ingan, no!!Not like this, Ingan!No, don’t do it! The Wanderer Merchant can’t be this way!Waaah, I’m dying.You won’t do it, right? You won’t play with the "Human-faced Demon" thing again, right? Wouldn’t it be better to destroy the world without a "Human-faced Demon" world?Stream of consciousness, wow.How can a player kill their own team members so many times?Right now, you’re witnessing a terrorist in the Half-Demon Valley’s field holding the Wanderer Merchant hostage. The terrorist's motives haven't been revealed yet.

What should I do? How can I stop the Wanderer Merchant? Persuade? Revenge? Silence? I don’t know. I’ve never been so afraid to choose. Cutting down with a sword would be the easiest thing, but not cutting down with a sword is this hard. I’m not confident. I can only see a grim future. She was watching the Silent Swordsman’s hesitation too.

[Don’t hesitate, Ingan.] [Didn’t I say it?] [We were both just unlucky.] [Whether I was deceived by the Great Demon or missed the chance to turn back.] [Everything is already done.] [Like an arrow shot, we have to fly.] [Otherwise, we can’t accomplish anything.]

The Wanderer Merchant grabbed the skull. It was wrong. She planned to use the skull again. Even if there were few spirits left. Even if there were no more souls. Even if she had to squeeze her own soul dry, she was determined to commit one last act. So she had to cut it down. If she didn’t, the Wanderer Merchant, now the Destroyer, would trample and kill her allies.

[My lord. You must make a decision!] [Hurry! That monster still has power!]

The enemy knight and the Great Bear General shouted. The deep grudge filled with betrayed anger. Couldn’t she forgive her sister? The younger brother of the Wanderer Merchant had not given up. That tenacity was transmitted to the Wanderer Merchant. It was wrong. This was only a future of "using" someone. The Wanderer Merchant’s hand gripped the skull. Toward her own face.

[▶3. Promise to take revenge.]

It was too late to turn back, even with the delayed decision. Either she would die or be killed. The catastrophe was confirmed. It was the moment she fell into despair.

[An incorrect approach has been detected.]

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Strings of characters appeared before her eyes. An anomaly occurring in the story mode.

[ACCESS DENIED] [ACCESS DENIED] [ACCESS DENIED]

Despite the repeated denials, some force pushed through, breaking the strings.

[Calculating causality...] [Meeting causality requirements.]

[ALLOW ACCESS]

The system’s set limit. An intervention from beyond awareness. Yet, the intervention was allowed, appearing just before the final catastrophe.

“Old junk. Even Ujiwoo wouldn’t use such a poor choice. This Made in P.R.C junk gets ignored, and Mark2 will make it himself.”

The Wanderer Merchant’s eyes widened. Shocked by the unexpected appearance of Mark2, Ha Eung Eung was also stunned. Mark2, stepping between them, approached the Wanderer Merchant with fiery eyes.

[Ahh! My eyes hurt!] [What’s going on? Why is there two Ingans?] [Legacy? Hidden power?]

In the confusion, as the Wanderer Merchant squinted her eyes from the dazzling light, Mark2’s foot swept around, whipping the skull out of her hands.

Thud!

The Stalker’s skull flew through the air, spinning and landing far away.

“?!” “???"

Mark2 easily stopped their combination with physical force, grabbing the Wanderer Merchant by the cheek.

Squeeze.

[Ow ow!] [Ow ow ow!] [Stop it, don’t pinch my cheek! You bad Ingan!]

“Wrong. The bad one is the Wanderer Merchant. Disrespecting Mama and ignoring her comrades, trying to die... it’s an insult to those who had no choice but to die.”

Mark2 remembered. How the expressions of everyone darkened after Eve Mama died. How deep the storm clouds settled in her chest. Those clouds, whether in the real world or in the spirit world of Gladiator Building, never dissipated. The death of a loved one. It’s an undeniable shock, wherever it happens. That’s why she was even more furious.

“Scolding. If you’re in pain ~Nоvеl𝕚ght~ over your brother’s death, you should think about how much pain your death will cause to everyone else. The Wanderer Merchant who doesn’t know that is a bad child.”

The enemy to fight has already been decided. Everyone knows this.

“Argument. If you’re angry, you should aim that anger at the Great Demon. If you have power, use it on the Great Demon. Isn’t it enough to gather all the strength you can?”

The Wanderer Merchant felt ashamed. At the words of this clone, seemingly similar to the Silent Swordsman, yet different, with a pure simplicity that lacked any falsehood. She admitted that none of her words were wrong and accepted them.

“Teaching. Listen carefully to the good Mark2. Mama Eve taught me that, at times like this, it’s not fighting, but reconciliation.” “Ahem. The Wanderer Merchant, just like your brother, should save that power for the enemy, not for your allies.”

Mark2, pretending to be wise, placed a hand on her waist and tilted her chin, giving her a lecture. The Wanderer Merchant felt her corrupted heart purify before Mark2’s smugness. Such untainted purity had that power.

The complicated reasons of adults. The circumstances that prevent courage.

The selfishness and thoughtlessness that digs straight into the hearts of others, without caring about their considerations.

[You fool. Was this what you’ve been thinking in your heart?] [You rarely speak, always keeping silent, playing the tough guy.]

The Wanderer Merchant chuckled.

[How cowardly.] [If I listen to this sincerity, I can’t fight anymore.]

She laughed while crying. She could no longer fight. The will to fight, the anger that she had forced out. It would no longer rise. She couldn’t escape from that feeling.

Wow! Mark2!Wait, this works together??Damn.From the demon’s point of view, this is really a legacy effect clone technique.Plus the regression to childhood.No! Go back, Mark2! If not now, when will we get revenge for our "Human-faced Demon" group’s grudge?Please transform into the Destroyer! Please transform into the Destroyer! Please!Why does only the "Human-faced Demon" suffer like this? Why only the "Human-faced Demon"?These bad thoughts, just look at them.

Mark2 picked up the skull and handed it over.

“Advice. I scold my younger brother too. Mark2 learned that the older sibling should correct the younger brother’s mistakes. I’m teaching the Wanderer Merchant this.”

The Wanderer Merchant took the skull. She no longer felt the same tension.

Creeeek.

The skull vibrated in her hand. What was this? Was she going to abandon me again?

The skull wriggled as if it were wailing. But the Wanderer Merchant no longer followed the Stalker’s cries.

[Ugh!]

Thud.

The skull was thrown to the ground.

[Stop whining and listen to your older sister!]

The skull, which had been struggling as if it couldn’t bear to not destroy the world, quieted down like a lie.