Chapter 174
Chapter 174
Episode 174: Not yet (2)
“No, it’s not like that all at once. Then the water will leak.”
“Did you spend some time?”
“It flowed, it completely flowed.”
“Hey, this is a bit difficult….”
“It’s because you can’t control your strength. “Why can’t someone who controls lines so delicately pour water?”
“Is that the same as this?…” Even
though I was whining, I tried my best not to miss my friend’s explanation.
In the grand scheme of things, there was nothing complicated about it, but the fact that it was something I had never encountered before made everything unfamiliar.
“You don’t have to put too much effort into your posture. “No one will say anything if you get one thing wrong.”
“Ah, but it’s a bit wrong to act roughly while learning.”
However, there are few things as enjoyable as learning an unfamiliar activity. This is especially true if it is for data research and a friend willingly came forward.
I repeated the action of pouring water from the water jug into the ear bowl a few more times. It was easy to pour, but getting it to come out smoothly with the same intensity was a bit difficult.
Then my friend twitched his lips slightly and corrected his hand. It was a habit he only showed when he was satisfied.
As expected, it was good that I didn’t do it half-heartedly.
I’m not a petty guy, so I wouldn’t have been too angry if I did that… but since we’re in a relationship, there are times when you have to be more polite.
“You’re doing better now.”
“Ah, is it enough now?”
“Okay, that’s it. “You can say that you learned this much from me.”
Did you practice for that long?
“I feel good. “If you do this the next time we meet, I’ll show you that I care about you.”
“Something you cherish?”
“It’s very expensive and good. “It’s a 40-year-old car.”
“…Then the scent won’t go away?”
“That’s how well it was stored. “If it’s not stored in good condition, time is meaningless.”
“Oh… can I eat that?”
“When did I let you eat? “You said you showed it to me, right?”
“This bastard?”
After some light banter, my friend, who couldn’t see the top of his nose because of his pale face, slightly raised his lips.
Fighting. Thick raindrops fall on a face I have never seen cry before.
“If you really want to eat it, there’s nothing I can’t show you.”
It was a moment when realization came to me like a bell ringing.
“So… please come back, bastard. “I’m praying like this, so please come back alive…”
This was a dream.
* * *
“Huh!”
The moment I woke up, the smell of a white, closed space passed my nose. lysate. It felt uncomfortable, as if it was difficult to breathe. Come back. Someone’s voice rang in my ears.
“lily?”
But even that soon fades from memory.
I closed my eyes with my left hand, avoiding all sensations of distance.
I must have been sweating too much. The feeling of touching my palm was very wet.
“Are you awake?”
“Did you catch it?”
It’s a bit vague, and it’s more vague because of the dream I just had… but I still remember that someone interrupted me at the last moment.
The surrounding area was red and the intruder was holding something black–I vaguely remember it looking like the body of the Biryu Lake–and the same thing happened.
So it would be right to ask that first. Judging by the soft feeling of lying down, it seems like my comfort is a matter of safety.
“….”
But why is there no answer? Was that perhaps my mistake? So you can’t choose what to say in response?
“…I missed it.”
Fortunately, it seems that it is not just my misunderstanding.
Even though Dev’s voice sounds like he’s clenched his teeth as he answers, that’s probably because he missed something.
Crack.
Now I have to worry about the concept.
“Don’t force yourself to get up! “Where are you going when you wake up after 11 days?”
“Let go…!”
Sigh. Of course it’s natural to miss out on this development, but it’s still a shame!
If it’s true that Biryuho’s body was stolen, then the final blow has already been taken twice. Don’t you know that once is a stroke? Anyway, the writer doesn’t know the scenario!
“If you don’t want to break the seal again, lie down!”
“…!”
But what now?
“…Please know your physical condition before moving.”
You, too, have mastered how to handle concepts.
okay. When you say things like that, you have no choice but to be self-respecting about the concept. Well then.
With those thoughts in mind, I relaxed my body. dump. I felt a soft feeling on my back again. I wondered if the straw under my bed was new.
“….”
It was already difficult to move, but it turned out better.
I thanked Dev again for his comment and raised my forearm to my eyes again. The light coming through the window hit my eyeballs so hard that I couldn’t help it.
“…Hey, me. “What I just said.”
Ah, but this makes me want to sleep more. Even if we leave out the story of the body of the Biryu Lake and the intruder, we need to find out what happened after that.
“that.”
smart!
But it’s a bit annoying. Just as those feelings were about to take over my body, a knock on the door woke me up.
I pursed my lips while still resting on my forearm.
“Business.”
Judging by the feel of my upper body and my forearm resting on my eyes, I am most likely wearing bandages and a shirt. So, rather than asking others, it would be better to ask a simple question.
It was a decision that came about through this process.
“I brought a wet towel to wipe my body…”
Then the person outside answered. A wet towel to wipe your body. You can’t wash a sleeping person without washing them, and you can’t dip them in water, so I guess that’s the only option.
“Oh, I’ll get it.”
Deathbringer got up in a huff and received a wet towel. Meanwhile, I got up.
“You need to stand up…”
“Get out.”
It may not be perfect, but it’s also not at a level where it can’t be moved. And the concept is that if you are awake, you are never the type of person to show off to others.
“But my body is still….”
“I won’t say it twice.”
“….”
I picked it up only after Dev had left the basin and towel on the nightstand.
When you apply a towel soaked in hot water to your face, the soft warmth gradually wets your skin.
“…ah.”
Wouldn’t it be better to go to the bathroom if you could move? I had that thought for a moment, but soon gave up. It was troublesome to call someone to prepare or to go there myself.
For the first time in a long time, the annoyance overcame the desire to keep clean.
?If you do this the next time we meet, I will show you something I care about.?
“…I want to have tea.”
But I wanted to drink some tea.
?So… please come back, bastard. “I’m praying like this, so please come back alive…”
I wanted to drink a little too much.
Not anything else, but that 40-year-old car you mentioned. Even if it’s just hot water given to you because you don’t like the results of your practice.
If only I could drink where I belong, I would be truly happy.
It rattled.
I put down the wet towel.
Something welled up in my throat, but I swallowed it roughly. I already knew the name of that emotion, so I didn’t need to see it.
However, I thought about it as a replacement. It’s a hassle and it’s dirty, so I need to wash it properly. Since I drink tea with a dirty body, I need to cleanse my body as well.
Squeak.
I opened the door and went out into the hallway. Since my stay at Ednium Temple was limited, there was no need to be guided to the bathhouse. I memorized all the directions.
“I feel bad…”
I couldn’t do anything about the discomfort that hit me as soon as I left the room.
If you look at the completely different feel depending on the door, it seems like special measures were taken in the room. I’m not sure how he knew or what principle he used.
“Oh, knight. When did you cough…”
Anyway, we arrived at the bathhouse. I told the priest I met in the hallway to please only hot water and stood at the entrance to the bathhouse.
The priests were a little confused, but soon hot water was in their hands.
“Then call me when the water cools down. “I’ll leave some hot water for you.”
“Not required.”
I’m not energetic enough to take a deep dive. If you can just wash away your emotions, that’s enough.
So, as usual, I chased away all the bath attendants and then immersed myself in the wooden bucket.
The priest may have trimmed his hair while he was lying down, so the hair that floats in the water is somewhat shorter.
The same goes for the hair on the back of my head that became jagged, as if it had been eaten by a rat during the process of trimming it alone. The hair I touched without thinking was smooth.
At this point, wouldn’t it be necessary to fall down regularly just to maintain your hair style? I told jokes that would make people scream if they heard them.
‘How long can I turn my eyes away?’
And when my whole head got soaked with water, the laughter I had barely managed to make at a joke stopped.
The right eye, which had taken off the blindfold for a moment to wash, was left exposed above the water.
‘How long can you fool yourself?’
The color of a dried rose and a neutral color without any other colors illuminated the other person’s face.
‘How long…’
Plop.
Sadness is usually soluble. Most random thoughts are also soluble.
So I put my head under the water. And when I was about to run out of breath, I suddenly raised my head.
“Now that you think about it, it’s been a while since I left a letter, right?”
The water cooled down along with the tears.
“Ha, if my mom, dad, and even my friends are watching this, it’s going to be a disaster.”
Now that I think about it, there is a saying in the world like this.
“You crazy bastard, you don’t even leave letters… I’m not even sure if I’ll be resurrected after death, but these days, I treat life like gum stuck to my shoe. “You’ll think you’re very good at it, right?”
The saying goes that strong negativity is a strong positive.
“It would be very stupid. “I don’t really like it
because it’s a phrase often used to force people to act, but there are moments when I admit that it’s true, regardless of my dislike for it.”
“…But what can I do?”
Like right now, for example.
“I can’t think of any way to go back, and the only way I see is to risk my life to move forward.”
However, there is no reason to stop doing it.
“If you don’t have faith that you will start over even if you die, it’s just a path that you’re too scared to try…”
So, I had no reason to quit.
“If I don’t take this lightly, how will I survive?…”
This was the best way for me to deal with the present.
“My heart always hurts before a fight. “I’m so scared that I’m going to die. My heart is pounding so hard.”
Having only one chance is itself a fear and fear. This is true no matter how fearless the warrior is.
In the end, the subject is me and I am just a timid modern person.
“So mom and dad, you damn friends. “If you’re watching this, don’t think I’m stupid.”
That’s why we deceive ourselves.
If you have faith that you will come back to life even if you die, there is an option called Retry.
Because you will be able to approach it lightly without any fear.
“Please don’t laugh at my best.”
Nevertheless, there is a fear that creeps in from time to time.
Death Loss Oblivion Solitude.
“Because I’m barely holding on with the belief that if I overcome all of this, I can go see you.”
unrest.
Anxiety that all this effort and struggle will not be rewarded.
“Because I’m holding on with the belief that I can play with you again.”
Ah, how great it would be if this world were a game. It’s okay if it’s a roguelike without restarts, so how happy I would be if I could be confident that it’s a game.
If this world were a game, as long as it was a game that went according to the scenario.
There should be no doubt that after all these hardships and hardships, a happy ending will be guaranteed. I think we can overcome all of this hard work with a smile.
“please.”
So this has to be a game. Even if you don’t believe it yourself, this has to be a game.
Otherwise.
Otherwise….
“Please tell me I’m doing okay.”
I don’t know why I have to endure these terrible ordeals.
“Tell me that I can go back….”
Even the hope that I barely had a chance to stand on disappears.
“Please, you bastard of a system…”
Even though the weight of life that was forcibly given to me was piled up like a mountain on my back.
* * *
However, while denying this world, I also want to know the truth.
Even if you despair, leave no regrets behind.
* * *
Damn.
After clearing away the unresponsive system as usual, I sprayed a bowl of soapy water on my hair, which seemed to be soaked in blood.
And after washing my hair, I wiped my body, which seemed to be stained red, as if scraping it off. Perhaps to the point where flesh and bones are separated.
Even so, the humanity that has already been broken and shattered will not return.
I never turned away from it. You can run away from the reality of cancer, but you cannot deny this.
If you give up the feeling of guilt just because you lost a part of your humanity, then you will truly cease to be human.
“You…”
I didn’t like that, so I walked aimlessly, full of guilt. This is because I wanted to drink tea after washing.
Of course, if you go to a restaurant, there’s a high chance that an Archmage will serve you tea… but I don’t want to be rude to them right now.
“You’re awake! “I came here just to see you, but I’m glad you’re doing well.”
Of course, it’s not that I hate them. There are only people who want to drink tea together. As long as that person is not in this world, there will be no need to drink tea today.
“What.”
Anyway, stop thinking about random things.
I focused on the Ednium Minor Lord I ran into by chance—he seemed to be just entering the temple. Next to her was the owner of Camburgh, so it seems that she was engrossed in love before she passed away.
“It’s a late greeting, but… thank you so much. “Thanks to you, my life was saved.”
“I am also very grateful to you for taking revenge on our behalf.”
Anyway, the two minor lords bowed gracefully.
“….”
However, their gratitude did not seem very tangible.
It’s because I’m too tired to feel rewarded from the person I saved. To be more precise, I should say that I don’t have the energy to be happy.
“oh.”
“…this.”
Therefore, I passed them by without even reacting. Even if it’s as unpleasant as what I’ve done, they’ll get over it.
widely.
They’d probably overlook it, but when I thought about it, I had some business to attend to.
My body took half a step back.
“I have something to ask you.”
“…! Ask anything! “If there is anything I can answer, I will do my best.”
“Me too.”
It’s a question that doesn’t require that much preparation.
“Who was that person who pretended to know me last time?”
“…?”
However, although it does not require determination, the Demon Knight language does require interpretation skills. The face of Lord Ednium Little became blurred, and Lord Camburgh Little narrowed his eyebrows slightly and pondered.
“Or… if you are referring to the last meeting of the castle lords, then that person is Lord Bergart.”
Fortunately, Camburgh Sosungju’s wit won out.
“Confirmed.”
Bergart Bergart.
It has a similar pronunciation to Berserk, so you won’t forget it.
I decided to find someone who would have a map with that in mind.
After all, you can go there only if you know where Bergart is located.
And when I go there, the truth about this body that I don’t know will probably be revealed. Maybe even the truth of the system is connected.
It is a common cliché that the past of the possessed body and the entire incident are connected.
“That driver.”
Did I close my eyes tightly in the contradiction of wanting to believe that this was a game and feeling that I could no longer ignore the truth?
Camburgh Minor and Ednium Minor who casted ‘Speak with Your Eyes’ caught me.
“If you would like to meet Lord Bergart, I can connect you. Because there is a magic tower in Bergart. “It just so happens that many wizards have come to this city.”
That was… a bit far-off, but quite good news.
“What is the price?”
“How dare you wish for such a thing. I will send you a telegram to Bergart as soon as I return to the castle. Since this is a message from the driver and no one else, it won’t take long!”
Wow.
“…But the Lord of the castle may have some business to attend to, so it may take some time. “Please understand this matter.”
“Mi Mia….”
For some reason, Edniam Sosungju suddenly got excited and blurted out something, and Kamborough Sosungju corrected it, but anyway.
“Does not matter.”
“thank you. “If I receive a reply, can I send someone to the temple?”
I caught a glimpse of Ednium Cow, who had been pinched by Camburgh Little, and was rolling on the floor, and then I looked at Camburgh Little, again. I was wondering where the idea of sending someone to the temple came from.
“Or would you like to go straight to the castle?”
Oh, was it a question about whether to wait at the temple or at the castle?
“I’m going.”
“All right. Then, I will guide you to the castle.”
I gave an answer without hesitation according to the concept. Even though the feelings of not wanting to go and the feelings of having to go were mixed inside.