CH 770 (2/2)

Morzanius chews on my words and utters only his own lines.

[Once upon a time, this city was visited by a terrifying demon.]

A long time ago, a demon visited the village of Whitewashing and took away all the colors that existed in the village.

said that

After being cursed by the devil, only white-skinned people were born in this village, and they always cover themselves with colorless white, in fear that the color-loving devil might visit again.

[The terrifying demon blows away countless warriors like a turkey and makes everyone slaves to satisfy his lust.

did it For those who lead a strict and faithful life like us, there is no hell... ] [SKIP]

yes skip.

I don't have much time, so I want to play quickly as long as it doesn't interfere with the main story.

I chewed on Morzanius' words and looked around.

Then I saw it across the table

I saw a large picture frame hanging on it.

The people are white, the clothes are white, and the background is white.

I narrowed my eyes and looked at the ancestral paintings.

White paper hanging in a white picture frame.

People with white faces, white hair and white clothes.

All of them have a strict, serious, and serious expression on their faces.

And then, out of all the portraits of people, I found the only one with a torn face.

Druck!

I pushed the chair away, got up and ran straight to the portrait.

Let's touch the torn part of the portrait.

- Tiling!

You found a hidden quest

The message you've been waiting for appears.

Hidden Quest 'Encounter with Crazy Color Concentrate'

Conditions for the occurrence of the hidden quest: 'Touch the portrait hidden in Morzanius' mansion'

Hidden Quest Restrictions: 'The White Dragon Kafcataract, or the one who has met the White Demon Leviathan'

Hidden quest completion condition: 'Entry to the room of color'

This quest is dangerous in many ways

It is a bloody hidden quest from the warning message.

'Dangerous in many ways?'

This fire in the quest message itself

It was the first time that it had been a long affair.

As I touched the torn portrait, Morzanius sighed as if waiting.

[Are you curious about the owner of the portrait?]

Yeah.

Then Morzanius rarely casts a shadow under his eyes.

Of course, it was a very brief moment.

[Once upon a time, it was also in our family. You bastard who was possessed by the devil and turned into a color mania. He's my distant uncle... .]

”I have something to see him.”

[He can't meet now. I've been possessed by the devil so badly that I've been imprisoned in a cell at the top of the spire for decades. Still, if you want to meet Uncle Jeong... .]

Morzanius took the key from his waist.

Then, the face of the maid, Min-chin, who was standing next to him, hardened.

[Let me guide you, Minchin. I can't refuse a request because it's my brother's benefactor.]

[ ] I will do as I have ordered, master]

The old maid takes the key and guides me.

She guided me to a very narrow and high spire. It was an area that was supposed to be sealed in the most remote part of the mansion.

A white corridor rises in a spiral as if going up a tube in a snail's shell.

It was a sight that would be exhausted if you looked at it.

[You can go further this way. Keep this in mind as the key can only open the door and cannot unlock the constraint.

I hope you do.]

Minchin stopped in the middle of the tower and refused to climb any further.

Rarely, he looked quite frightened.

'Why are you there?'

I took the key and went up the stairs for a while.

then.

[customer!]

Minchin calls me again.

As I turned my head to see what was going on, the woman with a hard expression came to me with a soft, trembling voice.

[ ] Never be deceived.”

That was her last.

Minchin is like a fearful thing in front of his eyes

He went down the stairs like the girl in the middle of nowhere and disappeared from his sight.

I shrugged once more and clenched the key again.

Go up the stairs you were going up.

And soon, I found out why the slender maid was so frightened.

Black (黑色).

An awfully dark color was already dyeing the corridor black.

I have reached the highest point of this lonely spire.

A secluded room where a black air stream gushes out.

I went up the stairs holding the key.

Swag- Sweat- Swag- Sweat- Swag

Poetry ~ Meals Quickly-

The sound of something crawling on the floor was leaking through the gap in the black door.

I approached and stood in front of the black room.

Then, he pushed the key into the key hole as deep as the abyss and turned.

Cuckoo Duck!

The noise echoing in the hallway.

At the same time.

The ominous noises in the room ceased.