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

Chapter 318

Episode 318 If only I could (4)

“No, you foolish bear. Did you exert yourself until you fainted again?”

A time when some people lay down their tired bodies and others are just thankful for being alive.

Deathbringer, who went to the Inquisitor to deliver news about the Demon Knight, encountered a situation that made him click his tongue.

“I didn’t pass out…”

“Did your head get fried while your fever was rising, sir? “What is this, a semi-annual holiday?”

The damn fool collapsed again due to excessive use of divine power.

“You’re doing a good job, really.”

Deathbringer placed a wet towel on the Inquisitor’s feverish forehead. This was a measure taken because the fever was caused by excessive use of divine power and could not be cured with the same divine power.

The Inquisitor let out a strange sound, ‘Hyung-yak’, as cold air suddenly touched his forehead.

“…But if I save more people now, won’t people listen to me later when I protect the demon knight?”

“It would be more effective to persuade superiors rather than residents.”

“I guess so…”

The Inquisitor’s excited cheeks drooped. Then, the Deathbringer’s eyes rolled a few times and then suddenly uttered a word.

“What? Looking at the bishops and Soseongju here, it seems like a persuasive way to save a lot of people.”

While Bemurgen’s atmosphere was focused on extermination of demons, this place clearly placed priority on human life. Considering that, the Inquisitor’s group may be foolish, but it would not be a bad choice.

The Inquisitor’s eyes widened slightly at his remark.

“…! That’s a good thing…”

“Do you still like it when your body is falling apart in return? Ugh… really.”

Deathbringer grumbled that both demon knights and inquisitors were geniuses at controlling their bodies. Even at this moment, his hands are searching for a new towel to wipe the Inquisitor’s neck and arms.

“…Have you seen Heretic Questioner Daniel?”

Then wait a moment. As Deathbringer was washing and wringing out a new towel, the Inquisitor sneakily asked a question. It wasn’t an awkward topic to talk about, but it was a difficult topic to talk about carelessly.

“…That gentleman? “I saw it.”

“Then maybe he…”

“If you had a fight with me, it was a while ago.”

“Huh.”

“But don’t worry. “I think it ended well.”

“Is that so?”

Of course, anxiety has not completely disappeared. It’s just that the two didn’t have a life-or-death relationship, but their expressions didn’t look relieved after they broke up.

“…You know.”

In that regard, Deathbringer expressed the truth that the Inquisitor had not yet been told and the discomfort he felt.

Since the Inquisitor was more immature in human emotions, he probably wouldn’t come up with an answer, but he felt like it would still be better than trying to figure things out alone.

“…Did something like that happen to him? And the reason you had that reaction was… well. “I don’t know.”

“As expected, isn’t it?”

“But I don’t think it’s strange that he said he was tired.”

However, in life, answers usually come from unexpected places.

“The Demon Knight’s previous situation wasn’t very good, but wouldn’t the fact that he regained his memories change everything positively?”

“…?”

“He still harbors the devil in his body, and there is no way to get rid of it. In the meantime, I even pushed him to the brink of death by pointing a weapon at him.”

“That’s…”

“I remember the devastation when the demon knight pointed his sword at me. Even though it was not the devil knight’s direct aim but the devil’s doing, it was clearly a wound. But I chose to be hostile to Him by my own choice, not by the devil’s work, so how did that make Him feel?”

Being immature does not mean being stupid. Sometimes, honest uprightness reflects the correct answer like a mirror.

“…I think I finally understand why the Demon Knight did not trust us and left without a word even though he noticed the absence of memories. He expected me to end up like this. He wisely realized that I would prioritize God’s words rather than guessing his true intentions or circumstances, and that I would definitely conclude that his confusion was the work of the devil. “I am foolish and stupid… and I am not a person who can be trusted.”

That was the case now. The moment Deathbringer heard the Inquisitor’s words, he knew what he had missed.

“I don’t know how to apologize. No, I don’t know if this is a problem that should be apologized in the first place. I have received many blessings from Him, but instead of receiving repayment, I have received only terrible hurts…” “

…I shouldn’t have said that.”

“…?”

Was the shallow move I used to catch it really right? Or did I even have the right to hold him in the first place?

The young man finally realized his mistake and trembled with a pale complexion.

* * *

“No matter how much I think about it, it can’t go on like this.”

Meanwhile, a place that is not a temple, a magic tower, or a castle.

At that secretly created location, the priest and several figures from the Magic Tower held a meeting. They were all dissatisfied with the treatment of the demon knights.

“He is too dangerous! The correct response is—!”

bang!

“…!”

“What?”

However, before they could continue their conversation, the door was opened roughly. Maybe it was broken. Instead of opening normally, the door fell forward and became a stepping stone with a harsh sound.

“If you’re not sure about tolerating him, let’s discuss putting a permanent tracking spell on him, right? “It can be monitored at all times and you can never solve it alone.”

“you are…!”

And then someone proudly put his foot down on that scaffolding. He was a meister with an Archmage like a tail.

“Isn’t that quite a compromise worth making?”

The person who broke the locked door with a single kick came in with his hands in his pockets. He was so imposing that some people thought he was an invitee.

Well, if they were really invited, they wouldn’t have broken down the door and come in like this.

“A pendulum tracking spell!”

In any case, the man who was always proud of what he had done shamelessly tilted his head. what’s the problem? I could feel the five letters clearly in their appearance.

“why? Aren’t you satisfied with that? “Do you have to kill me to be relieved?”

“What the…”

“It’s either that or this is the end of it. “It’s enough.”

“…If you suddenly come in and say something like that, there is no way for us to follow suit.”

One wizard finally calmly responded to him. is it? Only then did the Meister make an expression of understanding. But why can’t I follow this? I wasn’t completely convinced.

“Isn’t what you’re afraid of the Demon Knight’s rampage and the possibility that he might run away? However, the Demon Knight declared that there would be no more rampage, and running away would be solved by casting a tracking spell. “Then isn’t it over now?”

“…The tracking magic solves the runaway problem—”

“Instead, it will allow you to chase it to the end of the continent and kill it. “If you’re going to use that force on one hand, don’t you have to endure this much?”

“No, that’s—”

“Why are you so worried about the runaway? But are you really worried?”

The question and answer that followed was similar.

He cut off the conversation as if he knew what the other person was going to say and that he didn’t want to hear stupid questions. The speed at which he extracted sentences was so fast that others could not repeat what Meister had done.

Interrupting a conversation was also a skill.

“It just worked out well. I wanted to ask you this whole way. “Are you really worried about runaway traffic?”

“Of course I’m worried—”

“Really? But if you say you’re worried, why do you push the other person into a corner? Don’t you know that even mice bite cats if they are pushed into a corner? Or are you so confident in your body, which has become so enlarged that it flutters around? “Are you sure it won’t hurt even if a rat bites you?”

From Meister Hana’s perspective, there was a reason for this act. It was natural. He was always the person who wanted to say this.

“But don’t you get an estimate just by looking at the cityscape now? “Who is the real boss in these negotiations? Is it really the rat in front of you?”

Nevertheless, the reason I endured it until now was purely because of the demon knight. Because the defendant did not even defend himself, let alone seek a lawyer. And what was the point of speaking carelessly because the defendant’s only problem (runaway driving) was the only problem he had.

“What do you mean, A…”

“Just because you cooperate doesn’t mean you are Eul.”

However, now the biggest obstacle (runaway driving) has disappeared and the defendant’s will has improved.

In other words, the Meister now just has to give enlightenment to the idiots. All he has to do is do what he loves the most!

“First, shall we take a look at the demon knight’s past actions? What that bastard caught… is it two, or now three, great devils?”

“If you add the ancient beasts, the number is four.”

“That’s right. and. “I haven’t been able to kill a single shrine so far, but this guy has been eating them all by himself for the past year?”

So is there any reason to hesitate? Meister was excited and took out a card called Truth. The priest just below the bishop looked embarrassed, but it was not much of a concern.

If that bastard was just below the bishop, he was one of the few great generals in the world, and the person behind him was the Archmage.

“After all, considering the relevant records, is it really that the Demon Knight is avoiding the temple because he has no strength? Or is it because there is something special that makes me nervous?”

Additionally, the people in the temple were not the target of persuasion in the first place.

After all, they are bastards who accept logic as doctrine, so what can they do with persuasion?

When those bastards pull out their scriptures, cover their ears and close their eyes, and say, ‘I’m not listening, I’m not listening,’ the only thing that gets frustrating is him. So, rather than see something like that, I would rather give up from the beginning.

The meister abandoned all the priests and only focused on the wizards present one by one.

“Did you sew your mouth? Or did you use all your intelligence to research? If not, why don’t you tell me? “I asked a question.”

Well… I said I was trying to persuade, but I didn’t say I was going to be friendly, so I gave him a look anyway.

The Archmage, who had been looking up every time the right thing was said from behind, looked at the Meister in surprise.

“If you are a wizard, please answer logically like a wizard. “Why did that person avoid the temple? He has enough power to kill and the opponent is also trying to kill him, so please explain why he is willing to endure the inconvenience and avoid the fight itself.”

Didn’t you definitely suggest going with the good interrogator and bad interrogator strategy? Are you doing that on purpose because of that strategy? But no matter how I look at it, it seems like I’m just showing my true nature, right?

The Archmage, who tried to intervene at the right time, fell into confusion.

“…No matter what answer we give from our perspective, it doesn’t seem to have any logical validity.”

Meanwhile, the wizard who first responded calmly to the meister spoke. His expression is much more relaxed than before. Neither the discomfort over the sudden intrusion nor the hostility toward the demon knight seem to have abated.

“I would like to ask you a question, Master Hani. Master Great, do you know the reason that makes these contradictory conditions reasonable?”

Then Meister also changed his attitude a little.

If you talk any more stupid words, I’ll get a hammer and blow your ass out. The eyes that were filled with such will were like, ‘Oh my. It changed to ‘I will tolerate you.’

“Do you have to go far? “It’s because that bastard is just a brat.”

“…that.”

“It’s just speculation without evidence? Well, if it’s evidence, isn’t this situation itself evidence?”

At that point, the Archmage also realized that it was his moment to step forward. Eyes that were a hundred times more gentle than those of the Meister stepped forward.

“…There is no need for a long investigation for a person who does not need to expose himself to being watched by requesting a transaction because he only has to disappear and serve 9 years, but still requests a transaction.”

A dazzlingly upright character with goodness as generous as the sea, and upright morals that make the viewer feel even more sorry.

The priest furrowed his brows at the praise that could not be used carelessly even to a priest.

“Great Sage, are you sure?”

“Then let me ask you another question, priest. Can the temple catch the hidden demon knight? “I know you haven’t been able to catch his tail for the past few weeks. Are you really able to do that?”

Also, the meister frowned more than the priest. It was now the Archmage’s turn to step forward, and it was so frustrating to keep pounding on the stone bridge until the very end that it was hard to bear it.

“Let’s just say yes and move on when things come out good on the other side, right?”

The Meister swallowed the curse that rose to the top of his throat and folded his arms with a look of disdain and disdain in his eyes. I was worried that I might get sick of that foolishness and punch my chin.

“Still, there is a high possibility that there is a problem in the Great Hall right now. Why don’t we turn that crazy force into an enemy here?”

However, even though the arms were sealed, the ferocity that emanated from the eyes was not sealed.

“…As long as the Demon Knight does not intentionally cause damage, our branch will support him.”

After a while, a white flag came up.

I don’t know if I was persuaded by words, was overcome by reality, or just wanted to avoid the punch, but it was a moment when I had overcome one hurdle.

“You go around with a rock in your head instead of a brain? “It takes a long time to persuade.”

Meister grumbled as he stepped back on the shattered door.

“…the people behind me are listening.”

It was the Archmage who was troubled by his majesty. She glanced to see how the people behind her were reacting—they were avoiding all gaze—and sighed.

“But thanks to you, things have become easier. “Thank you.”

“I only helped because if that bastard got out, I would be in trouble too. So don’t thank me.”

I don’t know why the Demon Knight ran away and it was directly related to the Meister’s trouble, but the Archmage just skipped it. I’m just embarrassed to help you so I guess I’ll just talk harshly again. It was a conviction achieved through the karma of certain young people.

“Thank you too, Daniel.”

Instead, she expressed her gratitude to others.

“…It wasn’t a big deal.”

“If it weren’t for you, we wouldn’t have known about the existence of this meeting, and it might have become a problem later. If humility is too much, German tax.”

What I just said was indeed the truth. If it weren’t for Heresy Inquisitor Daniel, they wouldn’t have even known about the existence of this meeting.

“…I only found out because they told me to get me involved, and I didn’t do anything special.”

“But shouldn’t you be giving credit for rejecting it and telling us?”

Of course, what she was really thankful for was that it was Daniel who told her this and no one else.

She doesn’t know about the twisted relationship between Cancer Daniel and the Demon Knight, so how could she dismiss it as nothing special? I know how much determination it must have taken to tell someone about something that could have been ignored, so how can I treat it as no big deal?

“…have you forgiven him?”

On a separate note, I was a little curious. What on earth did Daniel and the demon knight talk about? What conversation did they have that made Daniel’s attitude change so much?

“If it was rude, you don’t have to answer. “I’m sorry for asking so rudely.”

She asked a question cautiously, but immediately withdrew when she saw his stern expression. I made a mistake again. Those were the thoughts that came to mind as if they had been decided in her head.

“…It’s not rude. “It’s just a little complicated.”

“is it…?”

The Archmage also roughly heard the story. So, the Demon Knight lost and regained his memories, he stayed behind to apologize to them, and he already clashed with Daniel. That’s roughly it.

“…First of all, I didn’t forgive you. But I don’t blame him anymore. “I have someone else to apologize to, but I can’t be angry at someone who has nothing to do with it.”

However, as Daniel says this, something is clearly reaching me.

They really didn’t know anything about the Demon Knight. The burden the Demon Knight was carrying was greater than they had imagined. Their relationship was so twisted…

“Of course it should be. “What can you do by getting angry at an innocent person?”

“…yes. I know. So I did that.”

The Archmage felt confused as he watched the conversation between Daniel and the great master. It was similar to when she decided to come here instead of going to see the demon knight.

“Arch Mage.”

“…but why?”

“That’s not what I want to say, but…”

Now that I’ve met the demon knight, there’s nothing I can do. They also said that the demon knight would not leave right away, so the meeting may be delayed a bit. It would be better for her to stay here and raise her merits, which would be helpful when defending the Demon Knight in the future.

So… see you later. Let’s let the demon knight rest right away. After all, when she encounters a demon knight, there aren’t many words she can say.

“…he looks like he needs help now.”

However, all the rationalizations ultimately boil down to one word.

She is afraid of encountering the demon knight again.

“You can’t be a hero or a friend like that.”

Because I felt like I was going to make a mistake again.

The young people seemed to be doing well, but it seemed like if she intervened, she would only end up making mistakes again.

“They are both too young and there is a strong tendency to see him as too tough. “I am aware that he can be hurt, but I do not understand that there is a possibility that he will break down.”

However, the young Inquisitor continued speaking as if he recognized her fear.

“Hana Archmage, don’t you know? “There is no one in the world who doesn’t break down.”

“…You mean he could collapse?”

“It’s just a guess. But I don’t think it’s possible.”

That was an encouragement to her.

“It was so hard for even me to make plans for the future with my enemy, so how must he feel as he coexists with the person who pushed him to destruction? How much more so, I have flesh and blood to rely on, but the person who was forcibly dragged into that body has nothing. “I guess.”

It urges us to overcome even that fear.

The Archmage’s fist clenched.