Chapter 89 – A Unicorn, a Contractor, and Two Demons (Correction)

Al’Miraj looked at Violet-Mephisto and Artin alternately, breaking out in a cold sweat from the chilly air, with a confused look on his face.

‘Didn’t I tell you that this kind of prank is too serious…!’

*

I didn’t know how close the two beings were, but no matter how close they were, there was a line in their relationship that couldn’t be crossed.

So when Mephisto first revealed this plan, Al’Miraj was horrified and risked his life to give Mephisto the advice of a loyalist.

– “It’s too dangerous a prank. Mephisto…! Acting as if the dreamer took her lover hostage and attacked it in the den of dreamers? If I do something wrong, I’ll be very angry!”
“Whoa, Jim’s rabbit is worried too much, don’t worry, Jim and Artin often joked even worse than this, they are ‘Jjangchin’ in the modern language.” –

Seeing Mephisto’s expression so confident and confident, so playful and lively, Al’Miraj couldn’t speak any more.

‘To think that Mephisto-nim, who always reigned over the throne with bored dead eyes, had such an emotional expression…!’

Seeing Mephisto rejuvenating her once the story of a man named Artin, as well as her expression of falling in love before her, Al’Miraj worked hard to shake off her insecurities her and made up her mind her.

‘As a servant Dori, it is only natural to help with a surprise event (?) Being prepared between friends! Since the monarch speaks with such confidence, there must be no doubt!’

*

‘You fool! Dummy! A rabbit who doesn’t even deserve to eat carrots! Why didn’t I be more stubborn then!’

Al’Miraj almost peed a little at the sight of Artin’s eyes as she drew up her sword to make sure she was killing herself, but she managed to hold it in and sensed that something was going wrong. She even went on to unplanned additional provocations.

As a result, the human named Artin did something bold that could not have been imagined in hell.

No matter how angry he was, he dared to ‘pretend he didn’t know’ in front of Mephisto-sama. In hell, that man was doing things that no supreme being could even imagine.

Al’Miraj exclaimed inwardly. Do you really need to have that much guts to be Mephisto-sama’s friend?

“…”

And seeing Artine’s reaction, Violet-Mephisto’s expression was also hardening in real time.

At first, of course, he thought that Artin had just returned his prank as a joke. However, no matter how much he made eye contact, there was only anger and doubt in Artin’s eyes his, and he did not feel any pleasure or joy for his friend he had n’t seen in a long time.

“… Really, don’t you know? Are you kidding me?”

Suddenly, Mephisto’s voice began to tremble. I thought the meeting between you and me should be more dramatic and beautiful like a novel. But I couldn’t stand it, so I came to see you, no way. No way.

“I don’t know what you are talking about. Explain properly, are you a dreamer?”

However, Artin’s words, spoken firmly, flew to Mephisto like a dagger and stuck in his chest.

**

‘Why is this guy controlling Violet’s body?’

Looking at Mephisto wearing Violet’s body, I clicked my tongue inwardly.

Actually, I didn’t notice it from the beginning. I can’t do anything while floating in the air, so I figured it out while trying to figure out what the situation was.

If I say I’m not Violet’s enemy since ‘Al’ Miraz is with me, that rabbit devil will notice while playing pranks on me…’

And the only one who played this fucking prank was Mephisto, even with all the mortals and transcendents I knew. To pretend to be a demon who suddenly took a hostage and laugh at it. I feel bad.

This guy was like that every day. After his first meeting his, he kept following me to see if he liked me and played light pranks, and at some point, he started to joke around like a dick to get my attention while being friends.

So he deliberately pretended not to know. The best solution for the interested seed is ignoring and sickening. Look at that stiff face, it’s nice to see him trembling and getting angry.

“… Ugh.”

Then, I doubted my ears.

“Oh, hey, are you crying?”
“Huh… Kkeuh… Your luggage doesn’t ring..! You idiot!”

No, you’re crying That’s why the guy called the Overlord of Hell is weeping and crying.

Turning her head, Al’Miraj held her mouth open, as if she had seen the sky fall and bitcoin rise again.

“Artin… Why is Violet in such a state? Aren’t you crying all of a sudden after playing a strange prank?”

Even Unicor, who was watching this scene from the side with a restless look, said so, my body floating in the air fell onto the bed.

“Done! Jim expects to see you, but he doesn’t recognize you! Now I don’t care what this half-penny witch becomes, so I’ll go back!Hehe!!”

Saying that, Violet, who now begins to cry, Mephisto borrowed the body of Violet. I was embarrassed because I was crying without going anywhere.

‘In the end, I’ll have to appease him, since Unicor has never met Mephisto, and that rabbit demon is crazy…’

I let out a deep sigh and hugged Violet tightly.

“Stop procrastinating, Mephisto. You always procrastinate whenever you are with me.”
“… Suddenly, did you know it was Jim? Did you pretend not to know?”
“Yeah, you played a bad joke and pretended you didn’t know.”

When I spoke bluntly and calmed her down, Mephisto pursed her lips and stopped crying.

“You’re being very mean. I thought you didn’t know and almost got hurt.”
‘He’s the strongest among the transcendentalists I know, so why is he such a mentally ill elementary school student…’

That’s why I didn’t sing Mephisto in the 4th episode, but maybe it was because it was such a long and difficult night, so I started to feel a little tired. Stress is bad for hair loss…

*

“So, why are you controlling Violet’s body of hers? Or did you possess it?”
“Possession, that kind of thing is for low-level spiritual bodies. It’s rude to say that to Jim.”

After a while, I stopped crying and sat slightly apart from Mephisto, who kept trying to lean on my arms. Instead, he sat Unicor next to him and rubbed his soft cheeks to her. I like the feel, so I feel like my stress is relieved.

“Uuuuu…”

Seeing Violet-Mephisto’s expression as if she was staring at Unicor with her arms fluttering in envy, I couldn’t hide my doubts.

‘I think I have memories too… Is it because I am a transcendental person? But, like Unicor and Mephisto, why do they suddenly rush after finding their memories?’

I continued my conversation with Mephisto, thinking that I should call the kids who had regained their memories and ask why.

“Then, what is it? It’s not like you’re trying to steal Violet’s body from her proudly in front of me.”
“Ah… Master Artin! Mephisto borrowed her body her for a while to help Miss Violet when she collapsed after being mentally attacked by the mighty Dream Demon, the owner of this space! He was joking around a bit, but if it wasn’t for Mephisto-sama, he would have been treated really badly!”

As I questioned Mephisto, Al’Miraj, who had been standing politely by the bed, sprang up and started pouring out words at me. Was she so nervous in front of her boss? A little more joking than that? That is? No, more than that

“I heard you were mentally attacked… Did you even pass out?”
“In that state, Jim wouldn’t even step forward. It seems that this half-penny witch has become mentally weaker because she has memories of her previous life of her.”
“..She’s getting weaker than before? Strangely, the tension has been strangely high or low lately..”

When I made a puzzled expression, Mephisto looked at my face and shook her head. What is this reaction

“You are such an idiot that you finally get to know a woman in this life, but you really don’t know anything about her feelings.”
“Ah, that’s definitely true, Artin.”

Suddenly, at the words of Violet-Mephisto, who looked at me pathetically for not knowing how women feel, Unicor, who had been rubbing his cheeks with me, suddenly agreed. Do you think I don’t know a woman’s heart Her?

“Aren’t I very quick-witted and knowledgable?”
“Now, look here. Violet is now under the power of the Dream Demon, and she is forcibly confined in her dream her, facing memories from the past that she did not want to see.”

Mephisto didn’t even answer my confident words, and created a magical image in the air like a hologram.

“Is this… Me? Is it season 3? No, if you look at the wound, the 4th time..?”

The image reflected in the video was my image at the time of the last episode. The peculiar thing is that it is very vague to determine which episode it is.

“It’s the 2nd round that his hair is falling out strangely, but he looks good because he took good care of it like the 3rd round, but the scars are visible here and there from the 4th round, when he trained hard. ..”
“Isn’t that what dreams are all about? Only the most impressive images are vaguely mixed, and I think of you in the unconscious.”

Is it. For Violet, the most impressive image of me is, even though I am hurt for the effort, I look at myself and smile wonderfully, but with hair loss…

‘…I have to manage it properly this time round’

After making a small resolution and shaking off my thoughts, I saw the scenery of the past that Violet was looking at. As it was the power of the Dream Demon, I wondered if I was trapped in a dark dream or a happy dream, but looking at the content of the dream, it didn’t seem like a very good dream, just like Mephisto said.

“This is a complete nightmare… I, the person in charge, have only memories of squinting my eyes. Can’t I just wake Violet up right away?”
“It’s not difficult for Jim to wake him up, but he doesn’t know how long this frail mind will last. You might suffer from mental illness as a result of the aftereffects of being pulled out of the authority at once.”
“…What? Is that a joke?”

When I looked at Mephisto, wanting to play a joke again, Mephisto’s eyes were quite serious, unlike the way he kept changing his tone from earlier. I wouldn’t play a joke like that after just crying.

“Well, then, is there really no way to save Violet? Violet is kind and I really want to help!”
“…You should be quiet, it’s uncomfortable because the way you speak is so similar.”
“What?! I am Artin’s companion! You who showed up late, change your tone!”
“No, don’t fight over strange things, is there really no way? Mephisto?”

When I interrupted and asked with a serious expression before the two of them started fighting over trivial matters, Violet-Mephisto pointed at Violet in the nightmare that she was suffering indifferently as if it were nothing special.

“That not-so-dream girl had firmly implanted her authority in her, and it seemed that she was quite afraid of the talent of a half-penny witch. If you are afraid of getting hurt by forcibly taking it out, isn’t there only one way left?”
“…How is that?”

At my question, Violet-Mephisto smiled and pointed a finger at me.

“Someone has to go in and take it out himself. Ironically, there isn’t much time, and it seems like you’re the only one to save it. Artin.”
“… Is that the only way? I know how to enter the dream, but… “

The problem here is that in the middle of the enemy camp, the Nightmare Lilith, the Nightmare Sirka, or the yet-to-be-seen priest may appear and interfere.

“What are you thinking about? I and that bicorn or unicorn will protect it, so you go in yourself.”
“…Uh, is it possible to keep it until I come out?”

Knowing that even if it was Violet’s body her, there would be limitations, so I asked in a puzzled voice, and Mephisto snapped her fingers and showed me Violet’s hair dyed purple, not pink, as if telling me to trust only herself.

“Even if I can’t use Jim’s powers, it’s enough to earn time by drawing out and using Half-Pun’s talent. Instead, go into the dream with Al’Miraj, if you ever get caught up in the dream Jim will have to help.”
“…Yes? Me?”

At that, Al’Miraj, who had been standing by and watching the situation, looked at me with bewildered eyes.

Why look at me It’s your lord’s order.

“Yes, Jim’s rabbit. In order for Artin to be safe and for the contractor, Banpun, to save the witch, wouldn’t it be right for the contracted devil, the rabbit, to go directly?”
“Uh…Wouldn’t it be more helpful for that person who doesn’t know if he’s a unicorn or a bicorn, not me…”
“I am Unicorn Unicorn! Why do you keep talking about the bicorn from earlier!”
“That Unicorn, who doesn’t know if it’s a unicorn or a bicorn, would have better protect this body like Jim. There is a risk of hurting the dream if a being of little delicacy enters it carelessly.”
“Artin! These demons are annoying! On behalf of the principal, punish me severely as a family father!”
“Artin is Jim’s friend, so he doesn’t do anything like that. Are you envious? He is that this is a friend.”

I didn’t even have time to chat because of the completion of the quest, but seeing the guys chatting, I let out a sigh and grabbed my throbbing head.

‘I want to see Agnes. Or even Xiao Mei.’

At this moment, I set up an iron rule that I must abide by. Let’s not put Unicor and Mephisto next to each other. The way we talk is also confusing, but the concept is confusing for both of us.

“Okay, I’ll go get it. He told me to pull out the horns as well, so let’s go in right away.”

I didn’t want to hear that loud squeaking sound any more, so the two demons and Hannah stopped talking about Unicor wondering if they were unicorns or bicorns and looked at Violet who was going through another painful past in the video.

‘Wait a minute, Violet, I’ll take it out right away.’

So please, after coming to your senses, stop arguing between Unicor and Mephisto. Al’Miraj, who could at least be dissuaded, was growing cold at the sight of his overlord’s asshole.

“You are not a friend, but you are not like an outcast that Artin plays with because you have no friends!”
“..Are you done talking now? An existence that shamelessly pretends to be innocent while dealing with demons. Do you still like virgins? I heard that bicorns love non-virgins.”

Oh fuck we fight again…