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

Chapter 360

Episode 360 Even if you can’t see with your right eye (1)

“Wait a minute, Great Warrior!”

Berserk took a step forward to climb the royal hall. The voice echoing behind her belongs to a young flutist.

“Daejeonsa!”

Of course, the girl couldn’t catch up with her. Because the physical abilities of Berserk and the girl were as different as those of Dongsan and Taisan.

“I am me!”

You can catch it, but you can call it. Just like when she was young, she couldn’t stop her sister, but shouted her name endlessly.

Berserk turned his head to see the girl screaming at the top of her lungs.

“Can I… see the great warrior again?”

Suddenly she felt strange. The unexpected questions are coming to her one after another, asking her strange questions in succession.

“Are you coming back to the tribe?”

Will she ever be able to return here? Will he be able to face the girl again alive?

“Please… can’t you just say yes?”

What is certain is that she will not return here until the whereabouts of the remains are found out. That much was clear.

“…Please, please, Daejeonsa.”

But… yeah. The day when I can find my sister’s remains will probably never come. If an ancient beast truly took the body, there is no way it could be returned.

In the first place, is it possible to reach the end of the world alive? Is the journey to the end of the world by crossing a barren land with nothing but flowing fire and snow really possible? Is it really possible to find their exact location in that vast land?

Even if it happens with a thousand odds, is there any chance in the world that it will happen in time?

“Young piper.”

At the end of the consultation, Berserk was predicted.

I will die without accomplishing anything. It was a prescience that cried out like an old man who lived for a hundred years was telling himself the end of what he had been taught, as if a person who had been stabbed in the lung by a knife had a fleeting intuition.

“Live freely.”

But even that future was okay. Her life was more painful to lose than to die, and it was her soul that went crazy.

“Because you can go anywhere and become anything.”

Because it was so, because it was so.

Berserk went to the end of a world with the young girl behind him. Just like her older sister once did.

* * *

“Wow!”

Was all the attention caught by the feeling of discomfort? A single scream brought me to my senses.

Good luck! The hand stretched out forward is carrying out the task before reason. Those who were attacking the Deathbringer were engulfed in flames.

Suddenly!

I didn’t stop there, I extended my sword to the guys Daniel was dealing with. Of the three that Daniel was fighting against, one was split apart.

Shagak. I will correct it. The two split apart. The cause was the blade wielded by Erutalc. My eyes were drawn to the simple but unusual sword road.

“Are you okay?”

“it’s okay. Thank you sir.”

In the meantime, Erutalc and I took care of one dog each, making it a one-on-one match, and Daniel easily pushed away the remaining one. The way he cuts with a sword and claws with his hands seems to show some skill.

Good luck!

“What happened?”

Ah, I was wondering why I had to swing my hand extra, but it seems like this increases the stiffness time.

I threw a spark at the space mote, which solidified for 1 to 2 seconds. Grumbling. The flames consumed the black fog, securing momentary safety.

“That…”

“It’s a crack in the world.”

Did Daniel take a moment to catch his breath before explaining? Erutalc, whose breathing was not disturbed at all, explained clearly. His sword is pointing high in one direction.

“If we were to express it in Nordean language, we could say it was a glacial ordeal.”

“That is….”

Wow, a real gate!

I blinked slowly, looking at the crack that looked like a broken window. It was an image I had often seen in movies and game CGs, so I wasn’t surprised. I’m just a little nervous.

“It’s literally a crack.”

“…I was embarrassed because it suddenly appeared.”

“If the Lord had not come, there would definitely have been trouble. Thank you again.”

“It was something that had to be done.”

Separately, how many genres are in this world? And what kind of dust in the universe is crawling out without stopping even at this moment? Is it possible to keep crossing over until it closes?

“Is that thing continuing to leak?”

“It will continue to come out until the cracks are closed.”

It’s really sad.

“It’s annoying.”

I looked at the black universe filled with the Milky Way reflected through the crack, and fired a spark at the dust that came out of it. It felt like I was disposing of waste as the burning flames came out.

The instinctive discomfort toward trash and the relief and satisfaction of getting rid of the filth intertwined.

“How to close the crack?”

“The way to close it is….”

But we can’t keep doing this. Because my magical power doesn’t last forever.

“Don’t you know?”

“…Just enter the rift and kill the leech that is eating away at the dimensional wall.”

“Right.”

But how does Erutalc know all this? To say that I know because I am a wizard is because the glacial trials are a secret only for the Nordeans. It’s also a secret shared only by the warrior class.

Since Erutalc is closely related to the magic tower lord, it feels a bit uncomfortable to assume that he knows about it. My gaze returned to him.

“How do you know that?”

“Does it matter?”

“It’s not important. “I’m just curious.”

It was a sea that I was prepared to accept from the moment I accepted it. However, if you see something like a higher level of knowledge than expected or unusual swordsmanship skills, curiosity naturally builds.

?…Over there.?

‘Why?’

“…Oh no.”

‘What is it? ‘Just say it.’

“No… I think it’s because of my mood.”

‘It’s okay. ‘Tell me first.’

There are people living in my head who will ask questions other than me. The voice of the boy, who had thrown all his confidence to the floor, continued hesitantly.

“Well, it’s really not a big deal… I think I learned the swordsmanship from that wizard Munmund. “I may be mistaken, though.”

However, unlike the boy’s lack of confidence, the words were not so light-hearted. My hand, which had been tapping the hilt of the sword, gripped it tightly.

Of course, Munmund.

‘…More details.’

“So… swordsmanship varies slightly from region to region and from school to school. Things like foot steps and how to hold a sword… But that person’s things have a strangely Münmund-specific feel to them. Although it’s a little ambiguous.?

‘…I don’t know much about Munmund, but is Munmund’s swordsmanship common?’

“That can’t be right. Swordsmanship is also a kind of secret, so I don’t leak it carelessly. If you say that you were a dropout or that you learned from him, I wouldn’t be able to say anything.”

‘Okay. I understand what you mean.’

I remembered when Erutalc joined. The white crow only said that he had honed his martial arts skills, but did not say that he studied swordsmanship properly.

Of course, the former sentence includes the meaning of the latter. However, isn’t there a context in language that is conveyed through nuance? When you hear the former sentence, you usually think of training alone rather than learning something.

‘Then Faust.’

“Yes.”

‘Munmund… Regardless of that, do you have any feeling that you have ever seen that person’s swordsmanship itself?’

“…Actually, a little. “I’m not sure because I’ve only seen a few moves.”

‘That’s enough.’

In that sense, isn’t this clever play meant to hide something? Whether it’s the identity of this wizard… or something beyond that.

“Wizard.”

“Why are you calling me?”

“I apologize in advance if this question may hurt you. “I would like you to give me a possible answer.”

“lily?”

I decided to ask Erutalc the question I had been thinking about, whether Deathbringer and Daniel looked at me suspiciously or not.

I knew this would be a very rude topic for him, so I held back until now… but I couldn’t do it now that I had this much doubt. I opened my mouth, prepared to be trashed.

“What exactly is the magic swordsman White Crow wanted to make?”

He mentioned my existence when talking about the magic swordsman. Through that, I had a rough idea of the ‘magic swordsman’s prize’ that the white crow wanted… but now I’m curious again.

Is the magic swordsman that White Crow wants to create really the same as the concept I came up with?

“That’s funny. “The person asking that question is you and no one else.”

“So what is the answer?”

“A being that has no difficulty in controlling its body even though it possesses great magical power. A person who can show miracles that are no different from magic, even if he or she does not use magic. “That is the image of the magic swordsman that the white crow hoped for.”

“…Right. “This is the second question.”

And one more thing.

“Are you a failure?”

Is this person’s identity truly unknown to me?

“It’s me!”

“…kyung.”

Others expressed astonishment before the person concerned at the remark, which no matter who heard it, would have seemed irrational. You say that and no one else? If I were to interpret it, it was an expression that would go something like this.

“…It’s truly rude.”

However, their shock is something I cannot do anything about right now.

I focused on the wizard. I don’t know what emotion it was, but it was clearly visible that his fingertips were trembling.

“I apologize for that. “It’s something you can’t back away from.”

I feel like I want to take my anger out on the other person, but if what I thought was true, there’s no way he would ever admit it. So, even though I thought this wasn’t right, I deliberately hurt Erutalc’s pride.

Because if he is the same person I think he is, I will never pass this up.

“okay. “I am a failure.”

…but isn’t it? Am I wrong? In my opinion, if it were really him, he would never have let this provocation go by.

“Um… Is there any problem?”

‘No.’

No… maybe not. Whether my interpretation of the character is wrong or just a misunderstanding… the possibilities are endless.

As I was gathering my thoughts, I asked the last question.

“Why did you join us even though you weren’t desperate?”

“You have a lot of questions.”

“I apologize for that too. “I just thought that you wouldn’t have joined here solely because of the magic tower’s coercion.”

It’s really hard to take any more time now. I slowly walked towards the crack and waited for the wizard’s answer.

However, seeing that there was no answer until then, he seemed to be upset and didn’t want to answer anymore. It’s something I’ve decided to do, so there’s nothing I can do about it.

“I will come back.”

“Me too…”

“Please stay just in case.”

Just when I was about to fall through the cracks. “I am.” The wizard finally opened his mouth.

“I will kill Arrogance.”

Unfortunately, I didn’t hear the backstory. Crack, crack. The crack got a little bigger and something like a dot appeared in the space that was shining through the crack. The cracks began to extend further and further upward.

“…!”

[Avoid!]

I’m not sure what happens after that. All I could do was follow my instinct instead of using my knowledge, roll over, throw the two people back, and hug the last remaining person as if protecting him.

Kwaaaaang!

And when our bodies fell on the snow, a roar came like a wave. The floating snowflakes briefly give the illusion that the positions of the ground and sky have been reversed.

“Ugh.”

I twisted my body up while a scratchy moan came from below. The snow that had settled on my back fell and my vision returned to the sky.

“…!”

“That one.”

Holy crap. I parted my lips slightly as I looked at the huge snout protruding through the enlarged hole. It was similar to Erutalc, where my view was opened by moving my body to the side. Mental shock hit us hard on the head.

[Step back! Now!]

Fortunately, we were not just exposed to the unknown. Suzaku flew in urgently and flapped his wings in the sky.

His stern cries and the shower of fireworks seem to indicate how serious the situation is.

“egg plant.”

It is now. I quickly stood up while my muzzle was being hit by the flames. I also didn’t forget to reach out to Erutalc. This is because it will be faster to grab yourself and get up rather than trying to get up on your own. Even he, who hated contact, did not refuse this time.

Crackling.

Anyway, we settled in quickly. As we ran frantically, we had already reached the location of the two people I had thrown behind.

“Sir. Thank you very much. Next time, please at least give me a warning…”

“My nose is bleeding…”

However, it seems that both of them landed wrong. Daniel, who ran into him, patted his back and Deathbringer suffered a bloody nose. I felt sorry for something.

“…I’m sorry.”

“It’s okay…”

But I was really in a hurry earlier. Even at this moment, I caught a glimpse of a being pushing the flames and squeezing through the crack. We had no idea what it was, but we had a clear intuition that it would not be friendly to us.

The two people, who were struggling with their own pain, kept their mouths shut after recognizing its existence.

“Explain Suzaku.”

So what on earth is that being that suddenly pops out? At my question, Suzaku swallowed his sleep and explained.

[These are the things that the noble dragon was blocking. Today, it seems like the limit has been reached.]

It was not an answer that specifically implied a solution. Damn it.