Chapter 80 – Zombie Parade

Deep nightmare.
I was in a nightmare

‘It’s a familiar nightmare.’

Feeling my body not responding, my consciousness rose from darkness to darkness.

‘Ah, ten tanks.’

After coming to this world, I couldn’t live sanely for a single day.

The most frightening thing was that I could understand the language of another world. The language of this world sounded familiar to me as if it were the same as Korean.

Even though it was clear that I was seeing the text for the first time, somehow I could read it like Hangeul. So I don’t have much trouble with speaking, listening and writing.

It was not too difficult to guess that if the language hadn’t worked, he would have died within a month after the trip to the other world. Maybe this was a kind of blessing. However.

I was so afraid of it.

That’s why the question ‘why’ never leaves my head.

This world is completely different from Earth. A world where there is magic and monsters live in darkness. Even if I say that I came to this world suddenly because I gave in a hundred times, I couldn’t leave my head as much as one question.

Why.

How on earth can I understand the language?

It makes no sense.

To say that a language you’ve never seen sounds like Korean is absolutely nonsensical.

Then, does it make sense to suddenly come to another world? Well, I guess that could be the way it is. Isn’t there a strange place called the Bermuda Triangle on the Earth of each hometown? If you think it’s similar to that, it makes sense.

However, the understanding of language was an exception.

Maybe some kind of terrible beings are stirring up my head and making the language of another world feel like Korean.

It felt so awful.

If that was true, they were saying that they could change my mind whenever they wanted. Thoughts and memories. Maybe even my fundamental values.

I often have such nightmares as now.

Just as he came to another world out of the blue, he also suddenly returns to his hometown. I am really happy and I open the front door of the house with a very happy heart.

ㅡThere are parents and friends there.

‘Mom and dad! Fuck I’m here!’

I stretched out my hand to them with tears in my eyes. My friends surrounded me and applauded, ‘Congratulations’. Mother and father also smiled and stretched out their hands. They even embraced me and welcomed me.

‘#$^$%&$#^$%&$%&$%&^#$@#%$#$^#$’

ㅡIn a language I cannot understand.
It was the language of another world.

“Mom, fuck!”

ㅡHeh, heh, heh!

I woke up like a seizure.

I wanted someone to breathe heavily, but it was me.
I don’t know the imperial power, but it was a familiar ceiling.

“Oh my gosh.”

The bed was soaked with sweat. It was a terrible nightmare. I was sweating from the sweat on my back and armpits from fear, and my cotton shirt was all wet. It was a terrible nightmare, no smell. It was an awful smell. Baby, my fucking head won’t roll.

“Hmm…? What’s going on?”
“Oh, Cloudy.”

Naked Cloudy was lying next to me. She rubbed her eyes and pulled herself up. The sight of her beautiful face her brought her spirit back to reality, which had been lost in her surreal mood her.

I just had a nightmare
It’s also a recurring nightmare that I suffer from chronically.

I said it as if it was nothing to her as she was looking at me with her worried eyes.

“I had a nightmare… I don’t remember Shiva.”

I said that, but my heart was still racing.

It was a nightmare that she had over and over again, but she had to wake up in a fit of fear when alien words came out of her mother’s mouth. I hadn’t worn it for a while, so I forgot about it for a while, but it was so damn fucking crazy that it popped out so suddenly.

Maybe it’s because the atmosphere is gloomy these days.

“Ruler.”

Cloudy stared at my face and spread his arms over her. It was a gesture of hugging. I hugged her like she was about to crumble. He buried his face her in her chest her. She patted me on the back

“Do you have any concerns?”
“No, not at all.”
“Ah, talking to my chest, delicious! It’s tickling!”
“Teeeeeng!”
“Kyaaak!”

After being hit on the back by Cloudy, I woke up while stretching. After a simple wash, I put on my clothes. A bit busy. I needed to leave early.

“Kat, today?”
“Yes. This is an opportunity.”

Yes. This was an opportunity.

The city was in full swing right now.

This happened around the 4th week of training at the swordsman guild.
The undead flocked to the city in large numbers.

Zombies, skeletons, ghouls, mummies, wights… All sorts of undead that don’t look very pleasant just hearing the word came from all over the city and attacked the city. So there was an emergency. Adventurers and soldiers battled the undead.

Of course, it wasn’t too difficult. Because the undead themselves weren’t that strong monsters. Up to that point, it would have been just a mere happening, but what happened afterwards turned this [Undead Mass Raid Incident] Into something of a joyous celebration.

“I have to collect talents.”

All kinds of religious groups flocked to the mass outbreak of the undead.

When the number of undead began to increase beyond imagination, they set aside religious differences for a while and formed a huge alliance.

Forming an alliance, they defeated the undead like autumn leaves with united faith.

It was a very holy and holy massacre. The work was extremely smooth, so it seemed that the undead would soon be subdued. Just when they were about to fall into such mannerisms, the undead flocked again, and one of the combat ministers suggested that it would be better to use this mass cleansing as an opportunity to dedicate the purified souls to God. Religious people put their heads together in accordance with that will.

‘What should we do, will we be able to ascend to heaven with this opportunity? Perhaps we can descend paradise. Is it only paradise? Depending on the purification index, incarnations or avatars of gods might appear. Good thing. It’s a big opportunity. Isn’t that what you should enjoy? Let’s make a big deal by attracting all the people who don’t believe in religion at all!’

Opinions were gathered.

So it was a festival that was opened.

Now in the city, if you bring the head of an undead to the church, it will be exchanged for 1 talent. Members of all churches were making food, religious goods, and useful products, and selling them after receiving their talents.

So, the atmosphere itself became a bit more tense. A bizarre atmosphere that could be called anti-humanitarian was created by simply going out of the city gates, killing some of the undead roaming around, cutting off their hair, taking it to church, receiving talents, and enjoying the festival with them.

What kind of ridiculous, violent Halloween celebration is this? But that was a different world sensibility. Everyone is enjoying it, so it was right for us to enjoy it too. No one seemed to have thought that the festival was crazy. After all, I was the only normal person.

Anyway, I was also adding one hand to the fever of this festival that started last week. He had already saved up his talents and bought a bottle of intermediate-grade holy water.

But when I saw that I was having nightmares of the family again, it seemed that there was no such thing as holy water. Bitch really. This time, let’s aim for a blessed accessory or weapon.

“Hey, are you working hard?”
“No, it’s really fucking unfair. I’m really crazy to receive that [Silver Plated Pauldrons of Sacred Blessing] Instead of holy water. They said it’s an event-limited item and no longer in stock.”
“Whoa, what an irresistible urge? You suddenly drank holy water while saying that, and it didn’t seem to have much effect. So, what are you going to aim for this time?”
“I don’t know. There are too many things I want right now.”

Literally all the religious groups around were involved as patrons of the festival.

The Brass Holy Angel Society worships Verde, the god of scale, and the Church of Salvation Heaven worships Sertoga, the god of light. And from Cheondohoe to Requiem Retreat. In addition, some minor religions also came with bundles.

As a result, a large number of unusual items with completely different religious colors were put up as products. Knuckles forged with holy water, a blessed axe, and an undead annihilation mace could easily be acquired just by collecting talents.

Naturally, the city had no choice but to burn with the heat of the festival. It was an opportunity to farm equipment. I also wanted to raise the score quickly, so my hands were itching.

“I like that silver bracelet.”
“Then let’s go catch zombies quickly.”

So today, I came out with Cloudy to collect talents.

Cloudy seemed to like the kind of shiny jewelry engraved with religious patterns. We serve Hel-Khan, but our god doesn’t care about the little things like that. She too was enjoying this religious festival.

Even if you don’t believe in Christianity, don’t you enjoy Christmas? It was a similar principle.

“Oh, isn’t this a barbarian?”

When I came out, I ran into Copson. He waved the smoked chicken leg he was holding with a bright expression and greeted me.

“Co, Copson you…”

He was wearing a T-shirt with the words [I LOVE Brass Holy Heaven Society!] Embroidered on it, holding a poster of Salvation Heaven Conference’s signboard nun on his side his, holding a large smoked chicken leg and munching.

This kid looks very happy.

“This bastard is enjoying the festival.”
Hehe, an opportunity like this isn’t common. Even when we had a harvest festival in my hometown, it wasn’t so much fun. The chicken legs are really delicious. The members of Cheondohoe are really good at cooking.”
“Aren’t you using up all your talents? No, rather than going hunting today?”

He also partyed with Copson all the time and cut down zombies. I was going to find this guy and do it together today… Judging by the atmosphere, it seems like he has a lot of thoughts to play today.

“I plan to enjoy today. Instead, look at this t-shirt. It’s something I got for 15 talents. The nun who handed it to me embroidered it herself. She was a very beautiful woman… When I asked for a t -shirt, she was very happy and shook hands. He even prayed for you.”

He showed off his unusual T-shirt with an incomprehensible tension. It’s literally just a white T-shirt with embroidery, and it seemed like a riot to eat 15 talents.

It was estimated that about 10 talents were the price paid for the emotional labor of a nun who shook hands with a Copson or something.

“There’s no other way to explain this other than that I obviously have a heart.”

Judging by the gag, it seems like he just bought something worthless because he was possessed by the nun, but I didn’t want to splash cold water on his pink future his (delusion), so I decided not to tackle him. He made a series of gestures while he was talking, somehow shaking his hair. It was a pity that I didn’t have a voice.

Anyway, as much as it’s a festival. If he enjoys it, that’s it.
Jagoro Festival is the law to enjoy.

“Crazy man. More than that, that poster of yours seems to have gone out of his mind.”
“Oh, you mean the Salvation Heaven Society poster? She had 5 talents, but the nun she painted was so beautiful. She had no choice but to live.”

He had the temperament of an otaku. I know a little bit, but that poster is useless. I buy and collect it at first, but if I meet later, there is nowhere to hang it, and more than anything, it’s useless… No, let’s skip this.

“Today, I plan to play while looking around the church stalls. Personally, I would like you, Barbarian, to enjoy it too… It seems that you are planning to go hunting?”
“Yeah. I’m going to collect it hard and put together one part of the armor or something like that.”
“Work hard, then I’m done.”

After saying that, Copson took a bite of the smoked chicken leg and disappeared. Unlike the undead rampant outside the city gates, the city was overflowing with unprecedented vibrancy.

In all directions priests and nuns were chanting and advertising their stalls. It seems that only those who have a special reputation were selected, and all of them seemed to be in good shape. It’s no wonder that fools like Copson get caught.

“Um, then cut? Shall we go out today?”
“Is that so? Sometimes it would be nice to go on a date alone.”
“There are zombies all over the place, though.”

Anyway, I tried to get out of the gate.

I plan to collect enough heads to fill a sack today. It was better to aim for skeletons rather than zombies or mummies as targets. Everyone has one talent per head anyway, so the lighter one is better. And the skeleton side doesn’t smell any better.

“Uh?”

When I arrived at the gate, I saw a short, red-haired nun who looked somewhat familiar.

She was Elise, in her nun’s uniform, her light robes, and a large backpack. She also found me and came over.

“You’re Katt Saints. Nice to meet you.”
“Uh… You too? Did you arrive today?”
“Yes, it is. It’s a little late, but we also decided to help with this ordeal.”

Apparently, the Gwangmyeong Star Cross also participated in the festival.
Here are the scariest guys.