I Became Strong At Night And Weak At Day Inside A Game

“Damn it…”

Louis moved both hands, which were bound by a magical restraint sphere. 

The metal can’t be broken with force.

Even if he wanted to cut it off with magic, it was impossible to escape because the magic itself was being controlled.

‘Where did I get caught…?’

The reason he came all the way to the federal spy’s hideout despite the festival was to make sure that Theo Agrit’s plan was being carried out properly. 

However, as soon as he entered the hideout, he was hit in the back of the head, and when he woke up, he was tied to a chair.

His betrayal was discovered.

That fact was clear even without anyone pointing it out.

Louis rolled his eyes.

It’s clear that it’s a hideout because of how the furniture is set up and how tight the space is.

But this place wasn’t the hideout of the Karmut Federation that he had been visiting until now.

Because there was an altar stained with blood in the middle of the hideout.

“Ha, did you even sell it to a pseudo-religion…” 

If it’s a pseudo, he doesn’t mind making human sacrifices.

Louis, who knew that fact well, laughed. 

As soon as he betrays his country, this is how his life is on the verge of ending. 

It would be a lie if he said there was no resentment, but he has no regrets. 

Louis Lepersha betrayed the Karmut Federation of his own will. 

Taking Theo Agrit’s hand and solving Bayford’s problems with him was a choice worth making. 

“Because it was more valuable than wasting time as a tool of the Federation.” 

He’s not a tool that will be used and discarded someday. 

He decided to betray his own country and was fully satisfied to help the people of Bayford without any profit or loss. 

The door opened with a bang and a rough sound as if waiting.

In the face of his approaching death, Louis closed his eyes.

Something tapped Louis on the cheek.

“Senior. If you’re awake, open your eyes.”

“You…? What is it…?”

He woke up to the familiar voice.

The one in front of Louis was Theo, who was neither a cult leader nor a federal spy. 

“Why are you here…? Did you get caught too…?” 

“What are you saying? I’m here to save you. Seeing as you say strange things, you must be fine.” 

Theo sighed and pointed with his chin, and Leon, who followed him, slashed the magic restraints that had entangled both of Louis’ hands.

Ethan raised Louis to his feet as if handing it over. 

Until just now, Louis had calmly accepted his end.

However, this situation lightly transcended his common sense and understanding.

“You came to save me…?” 

“Yes, that’s because I came to save you. Or would I have come all the way here for a walk?”

“No, that… does that make sense…? In the first place, informants are supposed to be thrown away when they are discovered…?” 

“Seeing that you are talking nonsense, it seems that you are not okay.”

Tsk, Theo clicked his tongue.

He added briefly, looking too relaxed for coming into the enemy’s camp to save Louis. 

“Spies and officials were all taken care of. Contacts were handled at Bayford. With this, no one knows that you betrayed the Federation. Oh, except for them. I have already explained the circumstances.”

Leon and Ethan nodded.

They knew he was a Federation spy, but Louis’s amazement was completely gone thanks to the two people who didn’t care.

“Actually, the senior became the captain among the spies. Survival is a strong law, so the federation will trust the senior. With this, I also kept my promise.”

Louis touched his forehead at Theo’s nonchalant appearance.

He feels he will lose his mind if he has that leisure and ability.

No, if he thinks about it that way, Louis would already be insane. 

“…Thank you.” 

“If you’re grateful, do well in the future.”

He didn’t ask or explain the meaning of gratitude.

Theo just stepped ahead and left the hideout behind, and Leon and Ethan moved behind him. 

And Louis Lepersha followed suit.

10

“…It’s peaceful.” 

I muttered blankly at the tea ceremony booth with no visitors.

The Estero Academy Festival safely reached its second day. 

Miraculously, there were no casualties, and the explosions were magnificent, but most of them only destroyed the barrier, so the actual damage was quite minor. 

Even that was all restored overnight, and even the barrier was completely reinforced. 

Since the bachelor side also invested more manpower in security, it was decided that the festival would continue without being stopped. 

Of course, behind the scenes are the sacrifices of the teaching assistants who couldn’t rest all night and repaired the damage with magic—. 

However, the number of visitors who came to play easily decreased significantly compared to yesterday. 

It was the site of a bombing the day before, so it was inevitable. 

Thanks to that, I had less work to do, so it was rather good. 

“You’re the only one who says it’s peaceful the day after the terror attack.” 

“It’s peaceful, right? There is no such thing as being kidnapped like yesterday.” 

Louis let out a sigh as if he had been hit. 

He is currently the only visitor to the tea ceremony booth, but he doesn’t seem to be interested in tea, so he’s talking like this. 

“Did you ask for more than that?” 

“It’s only been a day since I asked for it, but don’t brush it off. I tried to find a link between the pioneers and my country, but… all I could find out was that the name of the organization that collaborated with Federation spies was called the Precursors.”

“It’s going to be difficult to find out more than this right now. I put it on hold for now.” 

Yesterday, the place where Louis was imprisoned was 213A, Bitlock Street, District 6. 

It is one of the pioneers’ hiding places where I have seen Zeist before.

If it is physical evidence, it is physical evidence, but certainly, it is not easy to dig into it any further. 

They’ll need to find out the inside story, but they’ll have to be careful not to poke the hive. 

“Looks like you watch the booth well. Even though it seems there are no visitors.” 

“There is one person. Club head.”

Kane and Meryl, who came back from their outing, were rambling.

When Meryl said that Louis was also a visitor, Kane firmly shook her head. 

“Why is he a visitor? Just looking at it, it’s out of the question because he’s here to play. It’s irrelevant.” 

After saying that, Kane grabbed my shoulders and raised me.

“You’ve worked hard in the morning. It’s shift time, so go play.”

“All right. But… Can’t we just take turns with three people?”

The sea I’ve been thinking about since yesterday.

When asked about the somewhat inefficient work, Meryl smiled bitterly.

“It’s because I don’t have any friends. The club head will be suitable for it.” 

“That’s too much. Meryl, I’m not your friend, am I?” 

“Because the club head is the club head.” 

It’s subtle for the two of them to be friends.

Anyway, for that reason, I understood.

Play

Unmute

Because I suffered quite a bit before I got used to traveling alone.

In particular, if I have to eat alone in a place with many friends or couples, or go to a festival, it’s the same as going to hell.

As I nodded, Kane jokingly added,

“A guy with a lot of friends, how deceiving.”

“In the past, I didn’t have friends either. I can’t say there’s a lot even now.”

“Ah~ Well, back in the day, you had a fierce personality.” 

Do you usually say this right in front of the person involved? 

Kane wasn’t talking about me, but about the real Theo.

Still, I can’t help but feel strange—.

“Anyway, good job then.”

After my shift is over, I don’t have to stay here.

I also dragged Louis out of the tea ceremony booth.

Although the number of outside visitors has decreased, the enthusiasm of the festival itself is not much different from yesterday. 

Rather, fewer people made it easier to enjoy.

We wandered around for a while and watched the performance of the Sculpture Crafts Department.

I’m not sure if you can call it sculpture when you use freezing magic to make a block of ice and then cut it with a sword on the spot, but it was splendid. 

Watching the ice being shaved reminded me of shaved ice for some reason.

While I was thinking about how shaved ice tastes, Leon appeared before I knew it and gave a small admiration. 

“Delicate yet fast. Is it the Darthena school?”

“Oh, is that so? That’s amazing!”

Ethan was also one set next to Leon.

I didn’t really react because I was used to how casually they were joining. 

“,,,More than that, I think both of you hang out often these days?”

“Is that so? Isn’t it because we see each other often thanks to you?”

Ethan shook his head.

No, even when I’m not around, the two of them come out together.

Anyone who sees it will think it’s a set menu. 

Is this the power of an insider?

I don’t understand this part, but it’s good if the two of them get along anyway.

“I guess you don’t have to watch the tea ceremony booth today?”

“I’ve already watched it.”

“That means you can play. Let’s see, today’s event is…” 

 Ethan stroked his chin and pondered.

In the meantime, a small boy ran into Ethan’s leg while checking his back. 

Ethan was so huge that the boy fell backwards.

“Oh, are you okay?”

Ethan immediately lowered his posture and reached out to the boy.

However, the boy cried as he looked at the chicken skewers that had fallen on the floor before grabbing his hand.

The moment I saw that face, I was stunned without knowing it.

His short blond hair was shiny and his teary eyes were dark green like jade.

He must have grown up to be fine, and his skin was so smooth that he looked more like a doll than a person.

His appearance, which was thought to be a handsome man when he grew up, was quite handsome in real life, not just in graphics.

The boy’s name is Ludwig von Kersbeuk.

In the future, he will be called the Prince of Benevolence—he is the third prince of the Tekat Kingdom.

However, this impression was quite different from what I remembered.

When he first appeared in the Broken World, he was a child who pretended to be mature enough for his age, but at the same time he showed an aspect that could be called a Prince of Benevolence.

He never cried over a single chicken skewer like now.

“Hey, are you okay? Are you hurt?” 

Ethan, unaware of the circumstances, raised Ludwig up.

When Ludwig, who was crying, nodded while looking at the chicken skewers, he even gave Ludwig the potato wedges he was eating.

In the meantime, potatoes again.

It was fortunate that Ludwig’s complexion brightened when he saw the potato wedges.

Judging by Ethan’s attitude— No, looking at the reactions around him, no one seemed to know that Ludwig was a Prince. 

“…Young Master!”

At the strong voice, Ludwig flinched his shoulders. 

The one running from afar was a knight in armor.

I know her too, with her long gray hair hanging from her back and covering her shield.

This is Ludwig’s escort knight, Paige Winchester.

Even though she was a commoner, she rose to the rank of apprentice knight of the imperial family with only her talent and was assigned as Ludwig’s escort. 

Later, by the time Ludwig is called the Prince of Benevolence, she becomes a figure that is never left out when discussing the strongest knight. 

“Please protect your dignity. Young Master.”

“Mmhm, I get it. Paige.”

Unlike Ludwig, who was more relaxed as he munched potato wedges, Paige seemed wary of us.

She looked at Leon’s and my faces for a moment, then briefly nodded.

“Are you the children of the Duke of Hilfenberg and Count Agrit? Our Young Master has made a mistake.” 

“You are…” 

Only then did Leon seem to know who Paige was.

Leon, who reflexively checked Ludwig’s face, tried to pay his respects, but Paige shook her head.

Judging by the fact that he was called a Young Master rather than a Prince, he must have come out unofficially, hiding his identity.

“…I never expected to meet you here.”

Leon, who was quick-witted, was polite to him. 

She nodded her head because she felt exactly the same way.

Instead of answering what he said, Paige bowed her head and left with Ludwig.

“Do you know them?” 

“I suppose so.” 

“Who is it? An aristocrat you know?”

However, Ethan, who had no sense, seemed to have no idea who the opponent was.

Even Louis was suspicious of it.

As expected, this guy has no sense.

11

The festival ended with a huge campfire.

The campfire that lit up the sky just as it was getting dark had a devilish nature that made people stare at it for a long time. (t/n : It means like someone/something that makes others to be addicted to someone/something) 

Louis left, saying he would dig up some more pioneers.

I tried to stop him, but… if it’s dangerous, he’ll know how to get out. 

Now I’m with Leon.

Ethan is there too, but he’s busy roasting whole potatoes over the campfire.

Maybe 70% of Ethan is made of potatoes instead of water.

While talking nonsense like that, Choco was also grilling marshmallows on a skewer next to Ethan.

Even though he is an animal, why is he not afraid of fire?

How do you know that grill makes it taste better?

Now that I have completely given up on understanding, I just shook my head.

“The festival is over…” 

I muttered blankly.

The plan to stop terrorism failed, but the result wasn’t bad.

Because no lives were lost, the federal spy was destroyed, and I could help Bayford. 

I enjoyed the festival quite a bit, so I was satisfied.

What should I do if there is a variable next time?

It worked out this time, but there is no guarantee that it will be the same next time. 

I thought about it for a while, but couldn’t come up with a solution.

I just have to deal with it somehow.

While thinking about it, it’s been three weeks since I arrived in this world.

I feel like it’s been a few months, but it’s only been three weeks.

Every day feels long…

“You seem to have a lot on your mind.”

Leon asked indirectly.

I wonder what to answer—so I just said whatever came to mind.

“I’m just spacing out.”

“The expression seemed serious.”

“Then I must have been seriously spaced out.”

Leon laughed.

I asked him back.

“Aren’t you thinking too much?”

“I will not deny it.”

“What are you thinking about?”

“…It’s about my limits. Whenever an incident occurs, I am always late or only help from behind.”

What is he talking about?

Saying you’re lacking is a real lie. 

Unknowingly, I touched my forehead.

I’ve forgotten for a while, but Leon Hilfenberg was originally like this.

He is a guy whose responsibility has been replaced by the basis of human beings beyond being bound by responsibility.

He’s trying to take responsibility even for things that aren’t his fault—Even my involvement in all sorts of incidents must have made him feel responsible. 

“Ha…” 

Ugh.

I pressed my thumb against my temples.

“You are so stupid that there is no way to save you.”

“What are you talking about all of a sudden?”

“Who told you to come forward? They didn’t even ask you to come first. Just do what you can. What do you mean it’s only helpful in the beginning? It’s great to be helpful.”

“But…” 

“What do you mean by but? I don’t accept objections. You need to develop some self-love.” 

Even though he wants other people to be happy, he doesn’t care about his own.

In the first place, those who have worked hard should be rewarded, and those who have fallen into the abyss of despair are running around in all directions, saying that they need salvation.

That’s Leon Hilfenberg.

I know but… It’s true that I don’t like it.

Because even self-sacrifice has its limits. 

I can’t.

It needs to be firmly nailed down so that someone who is so nice that there is no answer doesn’t go down the side road.

Just in time, I had promised something before, so I asked while staring blankly at the burning campfire.

“What are you doing this weekend?”

This weekend is holy sword farming.