Chapter 66: Broadcast Era - 4

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A hidden layer, inaccessible to those who are not permitted.

"Do we really have to go...?"

A small girl, on the verge of tears, clutched tightly to the edge of Akuyuham's robe as she asked, her voice trembling.

"...I am sorry, my Mari. But by His grace, we were given this chance to reunite. It is something that cannot be avoided."

Akuyuham lowered his head.

He had already pledged himself to the GM.

No matter what orders were given, he had to obey.

After reuniting with Mari thanks to the GM's mercy, they had been granted time together, but remaining like this forever was not possible.

"The messenger of the GM said that if I work for five days a week, I can rest for the remaining two. And I only need to work for one-third of the day."

In a world devoid of labor ethics, where the concept of rest for the undead, who never tire, was practically unheard of, Akuyuham felt the endless compassion of the GM.

Even though he had sinned and deserved punishment, the GM had given him Mari.

Though he had offered himself in exchange for saving Mari, the GM did not treat him as a lowly servant.

He was treated with warmth, almost as if they were family.

"I will return when the sun sets."

Akuyuham embraced Mari tightly.

"Just wait a little longer. I will return to you."

"...You better come back soon, you fool Ku."

***

Rudera Control Room

"Guh..."

With dark circles under his eyes, Leighton shot up from his chair.

"Am I really allowed to leave?"

"Of course, Player Leighton."

The guide standing before him answered calmly.

"Though, your insolence of rebelling against the master and disrupting the order of the master's masterpiece, Rudera, warrants eternal punishment, the master has pardoned you for your service."

"Oh, thank you, GM! I can only bow my head to your overflowing mercy!"

Leighton immediately dropped to the ground, prostrating himself in reverence.

"But this is only a temporary reprieve. You will need to return to work in two days."

"Of course!"

For just over a week, Leighton had lived like a slave under the guide's constant harassment.

Although he had resolved to endure any punishment until his defeat in the battle with the princess, that resolve had been shattered within mere days of working alongside the guide.

Now, he would kiss the feet of anyone, just to escape this hellish place.

Thus, Leighton's faith in the GM, who had freed him from this horrendous labor, grew stronger, even though it was the same GM who had thrown him into this nightmare.

It was all due to the emotional manipulation, the environment deliberately created by the guide.

"By the way, you have a new colleague to work with. You should greet them before you leave."

Woong.

Next to the guide, a warp gate opened, and through it stepped a massive skeleton, Akuyuham.

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