The World Mistakes Me for Terminally Ill - Chapter 96

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The World Thinks I’m Terminally Ill Episode 096

He said words that made my heart sink coldly.

“But seeing you talk so uselessly unlike yourself, you must be buying time, aren’t you? I thought I had pretty good eyes, but I almost got fooled! As expected of you, Actor.”

“….”

“I wonder who you’re looking for. Ah, those humans who were with you, Actor?”

The opponent withdrew his mockery and returned to being frivolous again.

After a silence, I spoke.

“You talk as if you know me very well.”

“Of course. I’ve been watching you for a very long time, Actor.”

“Where are Shubel and Erban?”

“They have roles to play, so I sent them elsewhere.”

He doesn’t hide that we’re in the palm of his hand.

I stared intently at an enemy more dangerous than any I’d ever encountered, then twisted up the corner of my mouth.

When I smiled, he hesitated.

“Actor?”

“Strange.”

The opponent was a dangerous being. He was even showing very pure malice.

Should I say he was throwing things at me one by one that might shake me, watching my reactions? He was like a child who locks a bird in a small cage and torments it while observing.

‘But you know what.’

I clicked and pointed a gun at my own head.

“You’re definitely showing malice, but you’re also showing some indefinable goodwill toward me.”

“…Actor? You seem to be mistaken about something, but just because you do that doesn’t mean I’ll be shaken-“

“Don’t play dumb. Do you think I’ve only seen one or two people who look at me like that?”

I’m someone who’s mastered observation. Judging from his movements, tone, and minor gestures so far, he was simultaneously showing me malicious curiosity and incomprehensible goodwill.

“And I’m the type who can’t live without crushing anyone who acts up around me.”

“….”

“Even if I take some losses, I want to make that bastard take even greater losses.”

He stared at me intently.

I didn’t avoid that gaze and smiled brightly.

“How about it, are you satisfied?”

“…?”

“You like this kind of thing, don’t you? Unpredictable situations. Isn’t it fun?”

In my judgment, this enemy before me was a dopamine addict. A very malicious one at that.

So to avoid being played by this dark sorcerer, I must never give up control. It means I need to constantly provide new stimulation while holding the leash.

It was no different from dancing precariously on a blade’s edge, but it wasn’t difficult acting for me.

‘And dopamine addicts can’t easily kill someone who provides them entertainment.’

As long as he felt curiosity toward me, I was someone who had to be kept alive. He would give me that chance at least once.

Because that would be enjoyable.

‘Wait. This feels exactly like a mix of Shubel and Erban?’

I felt a strange impression for a moment.

A being that combined a sorcerer bored with everything in the world and a crazy shaman obsessed with fun.

Thinking what kind of lunatic I’d gotten involved with, I clicked my tongue inwardly and lowered the gun without regret, and somehow the white mask seemed to have a dazed look.

Soon, he burst into tremendous laughter.

“Ahahahahaha!”

Ahaha! Ahahahahaha!

He bent over at the waist in hearty laughter, then pretended to wipe the mask where tears could never form.

“As expected! You are the Actor! You really are special!”

“Stop saying obvious things. Everyone in the world knows I’m special.”

“Ahahaha…. Ah, really. It’s been a while since I’ve had this much fun.”

He touched the corner of his mouth drawn with mockery with his gloved hand and muttered.

“Since I’ve enjoyed unexpected pleasure, I should properly give you a reward.”

“I won’t believe everything, but go ahead and say it. I’ll at least listen.”

When I nodded with an arrogant look, he chuckled. He seemed to go crazy with joy just looking at me.

“First, I have no intention of telling others about your secret.”

“Why are you calling something obvious a secret? You don’t like a tilted playing field, right? It’s already unbalanced with you added, so if you spill that, it won’t be balanced.”

Since denying it wouldn’t work anyway, I coolly admitted it while showing annoyance, and the masked gentleman delighted with ‘Ah, as expected of the Actor!’

“Second, there’s a ‘painting’ here imbued with the 3rd Prince faction’s evil scheme. If you don’t find and deal with it, something very troublesome will happen, you know?”

“Are you kidding?”

I made a sarcastic expression as if to say, would I be here if I didn’t know that?

Actually, I didn’t know the exact identity of it being a painting, but anyway, acting was my specialty, so the opponent was completely fooled.

He went “Hmm,” then secretly leaned his head toward me.

I faced the empty darkness where eyes should be without avoiding it.

“Third.”

He whispered a secret of the world.

“The ‘Thousand-Year War’ has never once ended, Actor.”

What?

“No one knows the exact whereabouts of the Ruler, or in your language, ‘Kaiseus I,’ do they? The heretic simply took his place.”

My heart pounded frighteningly for a moment.

“Who has been making Lunein decline and crumble for 100 years? The being who suppressed that great family that even the Imperial Court hesitated to touch… could he really be human?”

“…You’re saying that’s Kaiseus I?”

“He is one who enjoys amusement. Even war is just part of his entertainment. Seeing Lunein opposing him… wouldn’t he want to crush it? He decided to mix into the human world for his own fun. He’s been steadily suppressing Lunein by disguising himself as figures from various families.”

I felt like curses would spill out if I opened my mouth. Seeing me gritting my teeth, he laughed with gleaming eyes as if finding it amusing.

“And right now, he’s somewhere in this world.”

To lead the world to destruction.

He said that and straightened his back again. I suppressed my shaken feelings and asked.

“What the hell are you?”

How do you know such things?

Then the masked gentleman answered.

“You could say I’m a very small obsession born from twisted causality.”

At that moment, Shubel quietly looked at the woman before him.

“Shubel.”

Silver hair beautiful like brilliantly shattering moonlight.

A widow draped in mourning black.

In his black and white world, a being where ‘color’ was clearly visible stood before him.

“What’s wrong?”

The woman asked. Very innocently.

While slowly approaching.

The black widow, Ophelia.

A being with identical appearance to Elisia’s disguised form reached out her hand. As if asking to be embraced.

“We had so many things happen today. I’m tired. Shall we go to the room now?”

Looking around, it was the Grand Duke’s Castle.

No, was it really the Grand Duke’s Castle? The still black and white background gave him no inspiration whatsoever.

The similar-looking corridors and halls.

Behind the terrace where she stood, a black and white full moon loomed enormously.

The ash-colored lake under the moon’s shadow was merely a background device to make the protagonist of this stage stand out.

Among all of it, Shubel looked down at the uniquely brilliant woman as if seeing something very strange.

The protagonist of the world who monopolized all of this alone.

Clearly a woman full of all kinds of sparkling light-

“You’re really strange today. Are you sick somewhere?”

His heart had no reaction whatsoever.

Shubel gazed with emotionless eyes at the person trying to bring their hand to his cheek, then moved his body.

Shing.

A cold blade was pressed against ‘Elisia’s’ throat.

“Who are you.”

A chilling question fell.

The woman’s eyes widened in shock at his emotionless action.

“Shubel, what’s wrong with you! Are you really sick somewhere? How can you not recognize me-“

“No. You’re not my lady.”

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