Chapter 295 Five Times the Disaster!
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Translator: JayM
Chapter: 295
Chapter Title: Five Times the Disaster!
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"..."
The inn fell into silence.
It wasn’t a pleasant silence mixed with anticipation and excitement.
Rather, it was a stillness closer to fear and confusion.
Why?
Because four people claiming to be 'Skar' had appeared.
And looking at the situation, the black mouse lying comfortably on the table also seemed to be 'Skar'.
Four people and one animal.
The Mage Tower mage Malakai tore at his hair.
"Crazy!"
He knew it from the moment the two Mage Tower old men hurriedly decided to analyze the magic tool.
Most magic tools have clear origins.
The floors of the labyrinth. To be more precise, magic tools can be obtained from treasure chests, monsters, or mysteries.
But the magic tool obtained this time was different.
A compass that flowed out of an Outer God's blood.
Considering its unusual origin, it was only right to invest a long time in analyzing the magic tool they obtained this time.
But the two Mage Tower elders proceeded with the magic tool analysis process quickly, as if they were in a hurry for something.
In the end, the research was conducted with haste, resulting in a terrible disaster.
Malakai realized his breathing was getting faster and faster.
His head went blank, and his vision blurred.
"Hah... Haaak!!! Haaaaaak!!! F-Five times the disaster!!!"
With those words…
Malakai lost consciousness and collapsed just like that.
"..."
The people's gazes lingered on Malakai and then immediately fixed on the Skars.
The black-haired woman grumbled.
"Is he talking about us? What a rude guy."
Every time her black hair that was tied in a ponytail swayed, the large breasts protruding under her black shirt jiggled.
The gazes of the men in the inn were fixed on the black-haired woman's chest.
Gulp.
When someone swallowed dryly, Jeong Yoo-shin's eyes flashed.
"..."
Receiving his gaze, the men in the inn cleared their throats and looked away.
"Ahem!"
"Ahehem!!!"
Jeong Yoo-shin shook his head and glared at the Mage Tower elder Matthias.
"Matthias, what in the world have you done?"
"I-I'm sorry!"
Matthias immediately bowed deeply. Not only that, but Radament also bowed until his head touched the ground.
Jeong Yoo-shin growled.
"You said it was a dimensional travel magic tool!"
The eyes of the people in the inn widened like saucers. Especially Mion, she opened her slitted eyes so wide that her pupils could be seen.
Jeong Yoo-shin noticed the priestess’s gaze.
'Oops.'
Mion already knew of his origins.
If Mion was smart, then she would instantly grasp his intentions.
So he shouldn't cause any more misunderstandings here.
'Get a grip!'
Jeong Yoo-shin waved his hand.
"We’ll end the banquet here. The clan leaders may leave first. I’ll let you know later what happened here after I've grasped the situation."
""Yes.""
The people left the inn with puzzled expressions.
However, the women didn’t leave.
Karin, Mion, Cian, and Vivian were staring blankly at the 'Skars'.
Especially Lin, who was riding on Karin's shoulder.
Ingrid's familiar, which was frozen stiff, only moved her head while looking back and forth between the handsome middle-aged Skar and the black mouse Skar.
However…
The 'Skars' paid no attention to the women's gazes and only stared intently at Jeong Yoo-shin.
They were gazes demanding an explanation after having grasped the situation in an instant. It was somehow familiar yet alien.
Jeong Yoo-shin slowly approached the 'Skars'.
There were three possibilities here.
Multiverse.
In other words, they were himself existing in multiple dimensions.
Or they could be his potential futures.
The last case was that this was the trickery of an Outer God.
There was also a possibility that they were the kins of Changeling taking his form.
It wasn’t impossible since the magic tool was from the Outer God of Change’s blood.
'Since I landed a blow on that Outer God bastard, he must have a grudge against me too.'
To figure this out in more detail, he needed the Mage Tower's help.
Jeong Yoo-shin stopped his thoughts and looked at the women.
"Could you please step out for a moment?"
Karin, Mion, Cian, and Vivian all nodded. Except for Mion, they all had expressions as if they didn't know what was going on, so they seemed to agree easily.
Jeong Yoo-shin sent out all the women, the Mage Tower elders, and the fainted Malakai.
"..."
Only Jeong Yoo-shin and the 'Skars' remained in the inn.
The black-haired woman flicked the hilt of her single-edged sword with her finger.
Tap, tap.
"Will you explain now?"
Immediately, the wolf beast-person guy's tail stealthily began to stand up.
The handsome middle-aged man with a greatsword slung over his back swept back his hair and smiled.
"Hmm. I see. This will require an explanation."
"..."
The black mouse and the guy wearing the robe stood blankly while keeping their silence.
'This is crazy!'
Jeong Yoo-shin instinctively felt threatened and stepped back.
"H-Hey, everyone calm down."
The black-haired woman's eyes shone.
"Want me to tell you what I'm thinking?"
"..."
"I think someone’s playing with me using an Illusion imprint. I feel like if I kill all the 'mes' here, I might be able to return to normal? What does everyone think?"
When the black-haired woman finished speaking, the atmosphere became even more bloodthirsty.
A thought flashed through Jeong Yoo-shin's mind.
'Imprint.'
"Do you all know Labyrinth City?"
At Jeong Yoo-shin's question, everyone nodded.
The black-haired woman stepped forward and opened her mouth.
"Of course. Isn't this the central area of Labyrinth City?"
Jeong Yoo-shin shook his head.
"No. This is the Southern District."
The black-haired woman tilted her head.
"That's strange? There's no way such a flashy inn would be in the Southern District, right?"
The robe guy, who had been silent for a long time, opened his mouth.
"I think that guy is right."
The black-haired woman frowned.
"Why?"
"Look at the clothes of the people who came to the inn. They didn't look that wealthy. The food was also simple. This is the Southern District. Although this doesn't seem like the inn street… Or perhaps this is all just an illusion in my head. If I kill all of you like you said, I might be able to wake up from this absurd dream."
"..."
Jeong Yoo-shin frowned.
'They say they'll kill at the drop of a hat. This is me?'
‘It didn't seem like me.’
Jeong Yoo-shin calmly waved his hand.
"Calm down."
The middle-aged man's smile deepened.
"Looking at the situation, it seems like the handsome Skar called us here. If the current situation itself isn't a nightmare, isn't this the second transfer? To be thrown into another world out of nowhere. I want to tell you that I feel really shitty right now."
The wolf beast-person sniffed.
"But everyone's scent is similar though? It's just my guess, but you all seem like 'mes' from the multiverse."
The black-haired woman scratched her head.
"Isn't this something that only happens in movies? It doesn't make sense, does it?"
"But it's also something that has already happened. It's only right to think of a response."
The 'Skars' turned their heads and looked at Jeong Yoo-shin.
"So what's the reason why you called us here?"
At the middle-aged man's question, Jeong Yoo-shin slowly explained.
"That is… What happened is..."
That he borrowed the power of the Empire's hero to defeat an Outer God and picked up a magic tool.
As a result of the Mage Tower analyzing the magic tool, they concluded that it was a dimensional travel magic tool.
'Although they were wrong.'
The robe guy stroked his chin.
"A magic tool that automatically activates when you imagine the place you should be. It seems their analysis was wrong, huh? Besides, it wasn't travel but summoning. Their work processing is clumsy. Are they really the Labyrinth Mage Tower I know?"
Jeong Yoo-shin looked at the robe guy.
He had a similar appearance to him, but he was different.
He was a little skinnier, his eyes were red, and he was emitting a sinister energy.
'Moreover, this much mana…'
This guy had more mana than himself, who had leveled up and had drunk an elixir that increased mana.
In fact…
All the guys called 'me' gathered here looked like they were quite something.
They were conversing normally, but they had thoroughly hidden information about themselves.
They were relaxing their bodies so they could use their swords or abilities at any time if things went wrong.
How did he know?
'Because they are the same Jeong Yoo-shin.'
Jeong Yoo-shin also stealthily circulated his mana.
It's a funny thing to say, but…
It was hard to let his guard down against the multiple versions of 'himself', and it was even harder to guess their deep intentions.
He didn't know their intentions, but he knew one thing.
'These guys…'
Should he say that they are like fish bones stuck in the throat? They were really tough guys to deal with.
Somehow he felt like he knew why the Eastern District guys hated him so much.
Jeong Yoo-shin calmly opened his mouth once again.
"Calm down."
"I'm standing here calmly, though."
"Mind your own business."
"Grrrrr!"
"..."
"Squeak."
They hadn't calmed down at all.
Rather, a suffocating tension was rising between them.
'Shit. Where did my sword go?'
He could respond with a Sacred Weapon using mana, but he couldn't use mana carelessly because of the big-breasted girl right in front of his eyes.
She wouldn't be holding a single-edged sword just for show.
Besides, there was also the mage guy giving off sinister looks next to her.
'There was a dagger under the counter.'
When Jeong Yoo-shin's eyes stealthily turned toward the counter.
The big-breasted girl grabbed the hilt of her sword.
Clack.
"Look at this guy moving his eyes around. You hid a weapon under the counter there, didn't you?"
A drop of cold sweat rolled down Jeong Yoo-shin's forehead.
Though this girl was big-breasted, she was quite quick-witted.
"N-No, I didn't?"
"You did. I am you. And you are me. I can read all your thoughts, Yoo-shin. Don't do anything funny."
The other 'Skars' also nodded as if they agreed.
At that moment…
Suddenly, the wolf guy's head whipped around.
"Grrrrr! Stop, mage."
The robe guy shrugged his shoulders.
"I didn't do anything, though?"
"A strange scent started coming from your body. Stop it right now."
Everyone's gaze turned to the robe guy.
The robe guy smiled and waved one hand.
"Since the situation’s getting a little strange, I was thinking of casting a few 'defensive' spells. That's all."
Jeong Yoo-shin looked at the robe guy.
It was a lie.
The sight of him trying to make his opponents let their guard down with a naive smile and strike at their weak point…
'The best defense is a good offense. This is dizzying.'
Jeong Yoo-shin glared at the robe guy.
"He said don't do it. I warn you…"
The robe guy tilted his head crookedly.
"Do I have to stop just because you tell me not to? Who do you think you are? Ugly bastard."
Veins popped out on Jeong Yoo-shin's forehead.
'This bastard?'
"Robe guy, you're the ugliest one here. Know your place and live humbly."
At Jeong Yoo-shin's reply, the robe guy put his finger to his head and spun it around.
"Tsk. So your mind has also gone back and forth due to madness. Look in the mirror. You're the ugliest. You have to admit what needs to be admitted."
However…
The rest of the 'Skars' shook their heads with calm expressions.
The handsome middle-aged Skar pointed at the robe guy.
"Mage, I think you're the ugliest one here, though?"
"That's true."
"Right. Grrrrr."
"Squeak."
The robe guy let out a hollow breath and got into a stance.
His eyes were turning even redder.
"Haha. Now I understand. You guys are illusions created by my madness."
The big-breasted girl crossed her arms again as if she was dumbfounded.
"Mage, treating me like a crazy person when I told you the truth? You're shameless to the core. Let's live with some conscience."
"It must be nice having a big conscience pouch."
When Big-breasts and Robe started bickering and fighting…
Jeong Yoo-shin scratched his forehead.
'Ah. This is driving me crazy.'
A situation where different personalities were clashing little by little as the conversation progressed…
It was the first time he had experienced a situation this dizzying.
To think that he'd live to witness a great chaotic multiverse party firsthand.
It was a joke he couldn't laugh at.
Jeong Yoo-shin raised his hand to calm the 'Skars'.
If this continued, a bloodbath where they killed each other would occur. He had to stop it.
"Everyone listen. Let me, the real me, just say one word."
"Say it, pretty boy Yoo-shin."
"Heh. Now that you mention it, he is, isn’t he?"
"Grrrrr!!! Right! This guy smells like various women!"
"Squeak."
Every single word of these guys grated on his nerves, but he held it in.
'Their intention is to get information by gently grating on my nerves.'
He was getting some proper mirror therapy today.
Jeong Yoo-shin, whose face had turned bluish while holding back his anger, barely managed to open his mouth.
"I'm sorry. This is my fault."
"..."
The 'Skars' quietly looked at Jeong Yoo-shin.
The big-breasted girl tilted her head crookedly.
"Just with words?"
"Hoo. Stay as long as you want to. I've saved up quite a bit of money, so tell me if you need anything. I'll consult with the Mage Tower and send you back to where you were as quickly as possible."
Jeong Yoo-shin exchanged glances with the 'Skars' once and opened his mouth.
"Trust me."
‘I’ll definitely send you back to your original dimensions.’
"Yeah, right."
"Look at this guy's eyes. Isn't he going to send us all to hell?"
"Grrrrr!"
"Squeak."
Jeong Yoo-shin grabbed his dizzy head.
Malakai's words were right.
'Five times the disaster!'
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T/N - Lol, we went nowhere this chapter. But yeah, the MC finally got a taste of his own medicine. He really is that scheming and paranoid. I’d like to think that they all have some degrees of labyrinth madness too, as shown by the mage MC.