episode_0029
by fnovelpia‘It’s a mission to be a warrior…’
In the original, after Dale prevented the second invasion from the North.
The typical story is that after helping a ‘saint’ in danger while traveling alone and performing a great deed, he is appointed as a hero.
It was strange that he was already being appointed as a warrior, even though he hadn’t even helped the saint, let alone gone on a trip.
‘Since the only person who has a connection with Dale is Elicia, there is a high probability that she used Elicia’s song.’
I’m getting more and more worried because I don’t know how the numbers were calculated.
I tapped my fingers on the desk for a moment, lost in thought, and then shook my head to shake off my worries.
‘It doesn’t really matter. I’m not a warrior yet.’
He’s just moving to be appointed as a warrior, but he hasn’t become one yet.
If you had stepped on the sprouts beforehand, there wouldn’t have been any problems.
So I walked down the hallway, determined to get Dale out of here as quickly as possible before he was appointed as a warrior.
‘Then, first, I will request the manufacture of the medicine.’
Based on this, we can summon a warrior.
I walked down the quiet hallway, illuminated only by moonlight, and was lost in thought about what to do with Dale.
*
As soon as the preparation of the medicine was finished, I immediately sent a letter to Dale.
The letter contains two contents.
And that they have a cure.
If you want it, come to the empty lot in the outskirts by yourself.
Of course, it is possible that it could be ignored since only two things were sent without any evidence.
It’s nerve-wracking to try to trade with your own weaknesses.
There was a high possibility that they would come looking for me to find out who on earth had sent such a letter.
‘In addition to this, if you consider the fact that he was so desperate that he went looking for a cure as soon as he got here…’
The possibility of ignoring this can be considered to converge to 0.
I was staring at a blank wall with those thoughts in my mind.
Lorraine asks me a question.
“Are you going to kill me?”
I hesitated for a moment when asked whether I would kill Dale.
‘There’s no need to keep leaving the buds that could become problems.’
Even if that’s true now, after he becomes a warrior and finishes growing, it’s obvious that he’ll grab me by the ankles and bother me.
There was no need to leave it alone, so killing it wasn’t a bad choice.
‘Besides, now it’s not that hard to kill or clean up the mess.’
It might be okay to just trample on it.
So, even though he was praised as a hero, he is not yet a hero.
He is a northern hero who prevented the second invasion, but he is essentially a commoner and a wanderer of unknown identity who is bent on killing people.
A question arose in my mind.
The fundamental question was whether it would really be okay if the original protagonist disappeared.
‘The content has already changed significantly from the original, so even if Dale disappears, there may not be much of a difference…’
If there is even a slight difference, and it later turns into a big problem due to the butterfly effect, it will obviously be quite a headache.
So, while I was worrying about what to do, I suddenly saw a bird far away holding a basket in its beak.
The appearance of a bird that has lost its freedom and only does what it is told to do.
Seeing that, I managed to come up with a really good idea and smiled.
If what you are thinking about now is successful, you will be able to take only the profits without having to take any risks.
So I decided to go ahead with it and got up from my seat.
*
You may think this is a bit unexpected.
Actually, I don’t hate the original protagonist; rather, I was closer to liking him.
No matter how desperate the situation is.
The existence of a warrior who believed in the goodness of humanity and sang a song of praise for humanity shone brightly in itself.
Even though he was a little… no, a lot like a pushover, I couldn’t help but like him…
Dale, who was waiting for me in an empty lot in the outskirts, didn’t feel that kind of affection.
Why is that?
Is it because he continued to express his affection to Elicia even though he knew full well that Elicia had a fiancé?
Or maybe I heard everything Elicia and I talked about in her office.
Could it be because he calmly went into the office and openly teased me while I was outside, talking nonchalantly with Elicia?
I don’t know. All I know for now is that we’ve crossed the line of no return.
The fact was that one side had no choice but to push on until the end.
With that thought in mind, I gestured to Lorraine and slowly walked toward the empty lot.
In the middle of an empty lot overflowing with unfinished buildings and trash due to poor management.
Among them, Dale was waiting for the one who called him to come, his face dark and dark.
I approached him and called his name.
“Dale.”
“… Ha.”
When I called his name, Dale looked at me with a hollow laugh.
Is it because he is an unexpected person, or is it because he was consumed by anger?
I couldn’t tell what the answer was, but one thing was certain: he was holding the handle of his sword with trembling hands.
“Damian.”
He was showing his anger with veins bulging on his face and hands, as if he wanted to draw his sword and attack me at any moment.
It seemed as if he was desperate for a cure, so he tried hard to hold back his attacks and just glared at me.
I looked at him like that and tried to keep my expression as calm as possible.
Dale takes a forced deep breath and speaks to me.
“That letter… Did you send it?”
“Yeah.”
“… What do you want?”
Dale suppresses his emotions and makes me an offer.
If there really was a cure for me, it seemed like I was suppressing my emotions because I wouldn’t be able to eat or drink the moment I attacked.
‘And that’s also the story of how I was so determined to get treatment.’
To further provoke emotions, I asked a counter-question.
“Shouldn’t you first tell me what you can give me?”
“… Huh. You crazy bastard.”
He took a deep breath, squinted his eyes, looked at me, then looked around.
He tells me with a bitter smile, making sure Lorraine isn’t there.
“That’s okay. The fact that you came out and tried to make a deal with me is proof that there is a cure. ”
He said something so funny that I burst out laughing too.
I smiled for a moment and thought to myself that it wasn’t that Dale-like.
Dale drew his sword and spoke to me.
“And if you keep trying, you can get it without much difficulty.”
After hearing that, I thought it was enough and told the story to Lorraine, who was hiding.
“Knock me out.”
At those words, Lorraine, who had been standing far away, came up to Dale at a speed that was too fast to be seen and hit him in the head.
*
I tied up Dale’s whole body to prevent him from running away.
As I was getting ready to do some persuasion (physics), I placed all kinds of torture tools around me.
Of course, I had no intention of actually using these, I just intended to create a moderately threatening atmosphere.
I placed the sharpest looking and most dangerous ones near me.
When I was trying to make it as threatening as possible, Lorraine, who was next to me, looked at me as if she missed me and spoke.
“It reminds me of the old days. Back in the old days, they used to do torture training and stab people in the thighs with things like this.”
“… … ?”
“Don’t do it, Little Master. I tried it and it didn’t work. It might be better to do it.”
As he was just listening to what he couldn’t understand, Dale’s body started to flinch.
The moment I realized that he had woken up and was about to speak lightly.
Dale shouted in a loud, squeezing voice.
“This fucking kid! This fucking extra! ”
It seems like the anger that had been holding back exploded and ate away at all of his reason.
I realized that I needed to calm him down, so I just hit him on the head with a hammer without saying a word.
Boom!
Just enough to feel pain.
Anyway, since the main character’s body will be strong due to the buff or something, he won’t die from being hit a few times like this, so it’ll be okay.
If you think it’s too dangerous, you can just sprinkle some potions on it, so there shouldn’t be a big problem.
Anyway, the best thing is that it doesn’t require any persuasion (physics).
I woke up the unconscious warrior, thinking that it would be good to have a conversation if possible.
“Dude, what the heck! And you did that!”
Boom!
It seems like persuasion isn’t enough, so let’s put him back to sleep, give him some treatment, and then wake him up again.
“… … ”
It finally became quiet.
I spoke while looking at the work and holding the medicine I had made earlier in my hand.
“… This is the cure you want so badly.”
I looked at him, omitting to mention that the effects only lasted for a day.
Dale was really jealous of the cure and just stared at the cure I was holding, ignoring me.
I looked at Dale like that and took out the contract.
[Slave Soul Bond Contract]
A contract that can bind the soul of a slave.
It was a contract that was quite difficult to obtain, but it wasn’t that difficult to obtain if you just ask for money.
I showed this to Dale and talked to him.
“I’ll give it to you if you sign the contract here.”
At those words, Dale laughed bitterly and told me the story.
“Are you crazy? Since there is a cure, there is no need to depend on you… ”
I swung my hammer while listening to him to ‘calm down’ him for a moment.
The only downside was that it was too quiet. But since nothing was as effective as this, I gave it a proper treatment and woke Dale up.
“You fucking crazy bastard… I said that.”
“Lorraine.”
I wonder if my skills are lacking and I am not feeling well, so I asked Rain.
Lorraine knocks him out again by striking him in the head with her fist.
At this point, I feel a little sorry…
‘Considering that you tried to kill me in the empty lot earlier.’
If I had not been strong, I would have been killed by this guy or fallen with fatal injuries.
So I thought I should apologize but not overlook it.
I repeated this about 30 times.
“Hey… ”
Dale is ruined.
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