The Fate-Seeing Genius Streamer - Chapter 64

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63. [Night Soul] A Knight…? Not a Barbarian? (5)
Passing the buck.
In a situation where I’d suddenly and unceremoniously tossed the Necromancer’s head at someone, demanding they dispose of it themselves.
Grandis, who had been staring blankly at the Necromancer’s head resting in her palms, finally spoke, her expression clouded with bewilderment.
“I… I apologize, but are you asking me to dispose of this grotesque… no, this trophy in your stead?”
“To be precise, I’d appreciate it if you could dispose of it as quickly as possible.”
“….”
“You understand, yes?”
-??
Hahahahahaha
-Suddenly “you understand” lmaooooo
-What’s there to understand, this is hilarious
-He’s sneakily acknowledging he’s disposing of it too, so respectful lol;
Faced with this brazenly repeated demand, Grandis’s complexion turned ashen.
“…While it is certainly an honor to be of service to the one who reclaims the light, I must confess I have no experience with such matters-”
“Then there’s no reason you can’t start building that experience now.”
“…Ah.”
“I see no problem with this arrangement.”
-No problem (or is there)
-This doesn’t seem like no problem at all..??;
-It was predetermined from the start, but now I see the saint’s perception is a bit slow lol
If you think you’re going to die, don’t try to escape—just accept your fate, ah haha.
I’d successfully forced the Necromancer’s head upon her, as if it were a compulsory transaction.
Whoosh—.
At the same moment, Joo Seo-jin took a light step forward, nodding with evident satisfaction.
“That was close—it almost became a burden I’d have to carry. Fortunately, I received appropriate assistance.”
“…Brother, I think you didn’t receive appropriate assistance—you extorted it.”
“Hmm—. Right, that’s the way. So the Necromancer’s head should instead be handled with your help-”
“Ahem. By the way, I’m someone who views such things as necessary evils, you know…?”
“….”
-You’re so cool lol
-Regardless of anything else, that stance-switching speed is insane
-Attitude change ability that can be equal to or better than that of Teacher Seojin.
-Look at how Grandis is subtly glaring at Joo Seo-yoon lmaooooo
Evading responsibility.
Sensing the murderous intent of this game of hot potato (?), Joo Seo-yoon quickly played dumb and deflected.
“Ahem. Actually, you’re a member of our party too, so shouldn’t you handle something like this? Isn’t that right, Grandis?”
“I suppose.”
However, unlike her reluctant acquiescence to Joo Seo-jin, a cold response came back.
“If one believes that each member has been assigned their role, then surely someone is failing to fulfill theirs properly.”
“Yes…?”
“Please do not misunderstand—I merely believed it was my role to endure hardship without shirking from difficult tasks.”
“I beg your pardon…?”
“I am certain my patience was cultivated precisely for days such as these.”
“….”
-Temperature difference lmao;
-Translation) ‘Don’t be annoyed just because I’m not literally a bus driver’
I’m dying laughing
He’s not just dropping fact bombs, he’s unleashing a full fact bombardment lol
Yeah, it’s frustrating to watch someone just freeload on a group project without doing anything.
As Joo Seo-yoon’s mouth fell open at this unexpected verbal onslaught, Grandis took the lead and began guiding the way.
Thud, thud—.
“Well then, it seems the primary matter has been largely concluded… I shall guide you to the Grand Conference Hall.”
The reason being—.
“Please follow me. The bishops of the Church await your arrival.”
A new chapter of the story was beginning in earnest.
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Main story.
Since [Night Soul] was content driven primarily by narrative, story progression was absolutely essential.
To properly clear the game and reach a true ending, one needed to follow the story line to a certain degree.
‘[Blood Born] was an action horror game with relatively short playtime, so I could just brute force through it.’
Well.
It wasn’t as though I couldn’t blaze through [Night Soul] the same way I had [Blood Born], but I simply wasn’t inclined to do so.
Having been the first to enter the hidden route and gain attention, wasn’t it precisely because I could witness the concealed narrative?
I was even conducting the no-death mission against all bosses.
‘There’s really no reason to deviate from the main story, is there?’
In other words.
The main story was essentially a guideline I could never afford to abandon, regardless of circumstances.
That’s why I willingly decided to follow Grandis and meet the Church officials once more.
However—.
‘Hm?’
It seemed there were noticeably more Church officials present than before.
Inside the Grand Conference Hall.
Occupying the center of the vast space was a massive round table emanating blue light.
Arranged in a circle around it on stone seats were the Church’s key figures—the bishops—and there were more of them than I remembered.
A moment of confusion struck me, but it was fleeting.
━Some of the bishops have returned, and apparently some upstart noble and a bastard from a knight house have become new bishops, causing quite the fuss over your matter.
‘Ah—.’
Suddenly recalling what Halkenburg had just told me, I immediately understood the situation.
‘So that’s it. Not a misperception—there really are new faces I’m seeing for the first time.’
Hartan, a middle-aged man with disheveled brown hair, sat askew in a crimson stone chair, nervously twisting his locks between his fingers.
Across from him, a young man wearing a wide-brimmed felt hat—the kind hunters favored—reclined in a languid posture.
Beside him, a woman with pallid skin grotesquely stitched together with thick threads of various colors smiled eerily, waving her hand back and forth.
Those were the only ones I recognized.
‘Those are the people I saw last time, and the rest…’
Two.
There were two new figures I’d never seen before, filling the empty seats at the round table.
A Silver Armored Knight with an ornate emblem emblazoned across his chest, and beside him, an elf with long ears draped in a deep green robe.
Within the somewhat heavy atmosphere, an invisible tension flowed between the new bishops and the existing ones in the Grand Conference Hall.
For some reason, all eyes converged on Joo Seo-jin at once, and Hartan irritably waved his hand, lifting his head with a smirk as he spoke.
“Ha. They say speak of the tiger and it appears—your timing is impeccably perfect.”
Whoosh.
“Let me introduce you. That knight over there is the one the oracle was babbling about—the ‘Restorer of Light,’ as they call…”
But then—
“?”
It was the moment Hartan confidently extended his arm to point at Joo Seo-jin, about to introduce him with pride.
“…Wait, hold on. Hold on a second. Did I see that wrong? What exactly is that thing being held right there?”
Hartan, having suddenly noticed something, cut himself off mid-speech with a puzzled expression, pointing his finger.
More precisely, he was indicating the ‘something’ being reverently cradled in Grandis’s hands, radiating an unmistakable presence.
The thing was—
[Skull of the Necromancer]
*The severed skull of the being known as the Necromancer, who stood at the pinnacle of necromantic arts. A malevolent aura emanates from it, along with an ominous presence. It appears to have some use.
━Durability: 237/981
━When Equipped: ???
He was pointing at the Necromancer’s head—an enormous skull.
“What exactly did you bring here…? Are you in your right mind?”
Hartan’s outstretched arm froze in mid-air, and his jaw began to slowly drop.
The smug expression he’d been wearing moments before vanished without a trace, replaced by shock and bewilderment.
In an instant, the taut tension that had filled the Grand Conference Hall evaporated as if washed away.
In its place came a suffocating, eerie silence.
“You… you crazy bastard. Did you bring human remains? What is that? Huh?”
Whoosh.
Joo Seo-jin glanced back calmly and answered.
“Remains, if you will, but technically it’s different.”
“What?”
“The Necromancer’s head—in other words, it’s a trophy of sorts.”
“???”
“A trophy, I said.”
“….”
With an explanation as concise as it was blunt, Joo Seo-jin stroked his chin.
As if he’d finally found the right moment to bring it up.
“I brought it along as proof that I’d dealt with it cleanly, and it looked rare enough to be worth keeping… well, this works out perfectly.”
“?”
“Could you look into what this can be used for and handle the disposal for me?”
“What are you…?”
“Oh, of course, I’m open to you purchasing it too. If you’re interested, I can take payment and let you have it. How about it?”
“….”
-?;
Lol fuck this
It’s not like I came to some distant secondhand market, and they’re suddenly okay with buying it outright lol
As soon as I came back out of nowhere, they tried to force me to buy something lol
With a sales pitch that was bold enough to border on shameless, the bishops’ faces all stiffened in unison.
Same here.
Even the newly arrived bishops joined in, all regarding Joo Seo-jin with expressions of utter disbelief.
A female elf in a green robe furrowed her brows and muttered in bewilderment.
“This is utterly absurd. …Are you serious?”
As if witnessing something utterly mad, gazes filled with confusion naturally fixed upon Joo Seo-jin.
“This person is the one who regains the light? Someone so… barbaric as this?”
A voice filled with incomprehension and confusion echoed through the hall.
“A knight…? Not a barbarian?”
Lol that’s hilarious hahahahahahaha
-???: Is this… a modern person..?
Yeah, but there’s definitely some vibes that a civilized person wouldn’t give off, ngl.
It’s a reasonable suspicion, but they’re just straight-up calling him a barbarian lolol
“If people are asking if he’s a barbarian rather than a knight, that shows how uncivilized they think he is lol”

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