Is It Bad That the Main Character’s a Roleplayer?

Chapter 233

Episode 233: Full of suffering (6)

“…nothing has been counted yet.”

Among the many people surrounding me, there was someone dressed as a wizard who I had never seen before. His gaze was aimed directly at my eyes, and his gaze was so transparent that I had a strange feeling.

I felt as if I was making eye contact with him as the real me, not as a demon knight.

“I didn’t ask for the exact number.”

“Still, the answer I will give back is the same.”

But that can’t be possible. I lowered my eyelids halfway. Nothing has been counted. The answer you will return is the same. The two answers I just heard are making my heart heavy.

I expected it, but I thought I really went on a rampage.

“Why didn’t you kill him?”

“well. “Because a certain execution is not prepared?”

Certain execution? I thought about what that meant and roughly figured out that they were not ready for the execution because they were trying to control the situation.

Still, I wonder why he didn’t touch the unconscious person when all he had to do was hit his neck… I guess he wanted to kill him properly. Or the party… The party was blocking it.

“How much do you remember?”

Meanwhile, the wizard who had answered all my questions now asked me questions as if he would do it himself. I closed my mouth for a moment and thought about the answer.

“…until the moment the signal flare was fired.”

“Is this a signal flare?”

Then this time the other person was silent. Blue eyes with no whites or pupils stared down at me.

“Did you know it would be like this?”

Fortunately, the intense gaze was soon withdrawn. The question given instead of just one left out a lot of things.

If you just ask me without the gun or the car, what are you going to do to me? I narrow my eyebrows slightly to gauge the answer.

I asked if you knew it would turn out like this. Can I interpret that as a question of why we fought even though we knew it would explode? It will work, right?

But is that question important now?

“If I answer yes, will I die?”

I admit that I become very dangerous when I get angry. Even though he couldn’t remember, the level of threat was enough to know just from the traces left behind.

But was there really a situation in this incident that warranted my outburst of rage? Was there something that could stimulate me to the point where I lost my sense of reason?

“If I answer that I didn’t know, will I live?”

On the other hand, what was the situation like at the time? Was the situation enough to allow me to withdraw my manpower just because of the possibility that a runaway could be dangerous? Even if I left out, they could have resolved it among themselves.

“Don’t waste time asking worthless questions.”

I still don’t know what damage the aftermath of the fury caused. But I think it was the best for me at the time.

Even though I knew the dangers of rage, I was confident that I could control it through the work of the Great Forest, and I could not have imagined that rage would explode even at the moment I fell.

So in the end, this is an accident. It is an accident where misfortune overcomes good intentions.

“Nothing will change now that I’m here.”

The damage is too great to be ignored with good intentions, so in the end, it is just an accident for which someone has to take responsibility.

“…So, each of you, do your job.”

When my thoughts suddenly reached that point, all strength drained from my body. If I had to compare it, it was a feeling close to helplessness.

“I will not refuse anything.”

But no one can say anything about this. Even though the results weren’t good, I really did my best.

I really do my best.

* * *

“Can I leave that alone?”

“I guess I’ll just leave it like that because it works. “At least he’s not trying to leave.”

“But… what do you think, Lord Sergei?”

“what? me? “I… I think it’s right to execute them right away—”

Meister lowered his lips in a pout as he looked at the soldiers standing in front of the iron bars and making noise.

The guard today is Sergei, who has a soft ear and a light mouth. His eyes are calm and sunken, but somewhere they take on an angular color.

“Discipline is a mess.”

“omg!”

“…Master Daemyeong.”

“Oh, I didn’t say that to Sergei. “That’s not what I said to the soldiers there.”

The Meister recalled the moment he made Sergei’s sword and reflected on his regret.

If I do something, so-and-so says this is good and so-and-so says they like that, and I am sorry for interfering with the production.

“Separately… don’t you think there is a need to strengthen the discipline of the soldiers? I understand that you’ve had a hard time these past few days, but the soldiers were raised to protect the city… It’s a bit weird to spew out all kinds of complaints, promote false rumors, and divide the civilians by saying why protect the devil? “I guess it’s because there’s a reason for everything.”

In that sense, he squeezed the shoulder of the soldier next to Sergei and gave strength to his hand.

Since even a great general does not have the right to treat a knight harshly—and vice versa—he uses an at least formidable soldier as a substitute.

The soldier who got caught up in the confusion stiffened, but it wasn’t much of a concern.

He pretended to massage my shoulders and squeezed his fingers. The soldier, who could not bear to scream, gave a wink to his superior with his mouth closed.

“Was I wrong, sir?”

“…What you said is correct, Master Daemyeong. “We will find out about this.”

But Sergei, just like Sergei, was already on the verge of death. From that day on, every time he encountered Meister, he was verbally harassed.

No, is it just words? Every time I visited a workshop due to a weapon problem, I was pushed out of order, and there were many cases where I was ripped off. His skills are overwhelming and he never meets the deadline, leaving me feeling like I’m crying and eating mustard.

“But why did you come here?…”

“If you have a brain, shouldn’t you already know this?… You don’t think you came here to look at the driver’s dumbfounded face, do you?”

okay. I guess so. Sergei swallowed back tears as he watched the great general criticizing his intelligence naturally.

If I could go back to the past, I would never cheat. The regret he ruminates over every time haunts him.

“Then you came to see the sinner…?”

“weird. Was there a sinner here…? “I just came to see my guest.”

“yes? Why your hands…?”

But Sergei didn’t know. Even if he hadn’t made a mistake at that time, he would have ultimately been hated by the Meister for his tactlessness and lack of intelligence.

“Isn’t it strange? Everyone wears the same head around their neck, but is there such a difference in performance for each person?… I don’t know, so I just ignore it. “Just get out of the way.”

“…If you approach that carelessly.”

“Wow… I didn’t know Sergei liked formal procedures so much. “I’ll have to refer to this every time I receive a request from a driver in the future.”

“…I can’t, but there’s no need to do that to the Great Master.”

Meister said he would eventually step down and frowned at the article that had caused him to lose money for over a minute.

I was already tired from making things while trying to sleep at night for the past week, but this made me even more irritated. It was very sweet.

“Anyway, these idiots are only ahead of themselves.”

But I’m glad that even idiots like that have flexibility.

He remembered Dietrich and Franz, who were well-spoken but very strict about their principles, and was thankful that they were not on duty today. If it had been them, they would have really had to meet the Lord of the castle and ask for permission.

earth.

If he had made such a fuss, he might have reacted, but the person behind bars is ignorant of the news.

He hit the bars.

Sigh. Only then did the person inside slightly turn his head. Even he glanced at him and then returned to his original position.

“Why did you agree?”

But if you’re listening, that’s it. Meister asked, sitting as if leaning against the bars.

“And then you really die.”

The words spoken out of nowhere come from a sincere place.

“You could really be executed.”

I’ve never felt this way except when I’m lost in research. Meister rummaged in his arms in displeasure.

But even though I found what I wanted – a cigarette – I couldn’t smoke it. There is no fire here.

“Reject.”

He let out a deep sigh over that. My frustration doubled.

“You didn’t kill anyone. No, it won’t be completely non-existent, but… it will be infinitely less than the number of people you saved.”

Clap. His head touched the bars.

“This is not a comment made out of sympathy, it is an objective statement.”

Of course, we are not optimistic that there will be no deaths caught in the attack range that destroys entire buildings. Even if there are people who have already evacuated, at least one of them may have been left behind.

But I don’t think there are that many. Especially considering the streets he walked with that damn green head.

It is nearly impossible for a straggler civilian to survive among the persistent demons and flowing lava. It is highly likely that even the few remaining people were all dead.

“You saved someone. “More people, maybe all of the people who survived here.”

On the other hand, what about what that guy did?

Even if it was not the person himself but the troublemaker within him that did it, the fact that he eliminated the most dangerous demon does not disappear.

The same goes for the Mermen’s nest that was built on the coast at the time.

If the adventurer’s testimony that the Mermen were trying to build a nest there is correct, they would also have become a powerful threat in the future. That article was also the one who blew it up in advance.

Everything from killing a turtle that stopped at the shore to driving out demons that were flying around and harassing people!

“It will be the same in the future. Your power can help more people. A little adjustment may be needed, but still. “But why are you giving up already?”

Even all of this is not a coincidence. The fact that Seongju and other humans did not die at the last moment proves him.

In the end, if we look at all the testimonies and circumstances, it turns out that the people of Bemurchen were able to survive at least this much thanks to the efforts of the devil knight.

So there is no reason for him to die. There was no need to die just because he was a potential threat.

No one was given the right to warn the saved subject of his danger.

He could live.

“So…”

“Uncontrolled power is worse than non-existence.”

At least that was his opinion. Some people didn’t.

“Well, is that really the case? We now know how strong the Archdemon is. It became known that the warrior could not handle every moment alone. “In a situation like that, is it really right to so recklessly execute you, who could be fighting the great evil alone?”

Meister traced his past and expressed his opinion with a cracked voice.

?Nari will never listen to your request to live. I am already buried in the feeling that I have to kill all the demons called revenge. “I’m already emotional enough, so emotional appeals won’t even work.”

The words the green head said before coming passed through my mind for a moment.

?But… I don’t know if there is a clear justification and rational logic. That’s why I came to you. “I… I was so stupid that I couldn’t think of anything to say.” These are

the words of the person who wanted to stay until the end, but painfully realized that there was nothing he could do, so he asked me to do it for him.

“I don’t know about you, but the acid that Mermen spit out corrodes iron and burns people. On the other hand, the base bomb I developed dissolves the skin itself. “Both of them are fucking poison to humans, so this is it.”

He squeezed his dry throat as he remembered that.

“But if you mix the two, they become a substance just like water that doesn’t cause any damage to the surroundings. Poison does not mix with another and become more poisonous, but neutralizes each other and becomes safe. Just as you use your dangerous power to control even more dangerous demons.”

Will this work? I didn’t know that. But it was clear that it was the only logic he could come up with.

“So, if you’re going to die just because your damn power is dangerous, think about controlling it. You are the human race… “It is the second card given to mankind.”

A logic that only considers efficiency and rationality without considering people who think they are a bit of a beggar as human beings.

The Meister’s hand shook his hair. ?This is a sacrifice for everyone.? I never thought I would say something similar in tone to the words he hated the most. I felt really bad.

“I flipped a coin and it came up heads both times.”

In the meantime, I wonder if it worked or not. The person who seemed like he would refuse to talk answered again.

The rough tone sounds like that of a very tired person.

“Do you think that if you do that, you’ll get heads the next time you throw it?”

Separately, I don’t really like the content of the words. Do you think he would be stupid enough to fall for an error he accidentally made?

“Do I look stupid enough to commit the gambler’s fallacy? “I know the odds are 50:50.”

His recommendation to refuse execution did not arise from such random blind faith. It was an action that I came to the conclusion that it was ‘possible’ after thinking steadily for the past week, using a little sympathy and a little empathy as an opportunity.

“But this is not an isolated event like a coin toss. “The results of the previous round affect the next round.”

In any case, if you look at Admiral Lee’s logic, it is only possible when everything goes together well. But is everyone in the world a gambler who only pursues profit? That’s not it. To persuade them, a good cause must also be prepared.

“In particular, isn’t that bet enough to be used as a variable?”

And he came here to suggest it because it was ready. If he hadn’t found a reason, he wouldn’t have told people to live recklessly using sympathy as a reason.

“I wondered if the devil was speaking honestly because he needed time to accumulate strength, but the bet was probably true when you woke up.”

Of course, if there is a slight problem, it is that this cause is not yet perfect… but that could be resolved with the cooperation of the Demon Knight.

“Then can’t we use it next time?”

If the Demon Knight comes to the conclusion that ‘Betting can be used to control demons,’ then it is up to others to use their brains from then on.

“…What are you saying?”

“Or did you say that this was the last time you would bet or that there were some other restrictions?”

Before coming here, Meister was confident. As long as you find out how the bet is established and under what conditions it is designed, you can come up with an infinite number of ways to use it.

However, if the bet itself is the last time or something is needed when it is settled… that is difficult. The Meister frowned at the worst case scenario he had in mind but did not hope for.

“Then it’s a bit difficult to persuade…”

In fact, the Meister himself was a person who thought that there was no reason for the Demon Knight to die even if there were no practical reasons or justifications. Will you die because you are in danger and owe me your life from cancer? There’s no way that could be possible.

But those who stop thinking in fear are a bit different.

It’s so frustrating that I often feel like smashing their heads off with a hammer… but that doesn’t mean I can smash the heads of 90% of the survivors. Meister also had that much patience.

“Tsk. Why do you have to use your brains to convince idiots who can’t communicate? “Isn’t this just the right thing to do?”

Yeah, that was all there was to it.

He tensed his hands as he thought of the people who lose in efficiency, productivity, and morality due to the useless emotion of fear.

In times like this, aren’t fists and hammers the answer? It was a weak temptation.

“…Anyway, are you sure you can’t bet?”

Still, I have to endure it. After resisting the temptation again, he returned to the main topic.

“…I don’t know what you mean. What do you mean by bet?”

However, what awaits him is a devil knight who expresses doubts as if he does not know anything.

The Meister narrowed his eyebrows.

Something is wrong.

A feeling of shame, like when a reagent was added incorrectly during research, crept up Meister’s spine.