episode_0031

“What?”

Who on earth did this kid hear that from? While Glenn frowned and looked at Grimes, the others joined in, one by one. Mostly, it was the adventurers gathered around Grimes.

“Yeah, yeah. We heard that too. Some of them saw it firsthand.”

“Mateo saw you holding hands and talking with the saintess in front of the mansion!”

“Let’s just ignore the pros and cons, how far has the progress been?”

“Speak up. Hurry up.”

The last to agree was Briwen, who asked her question in a slightly sly tone.

Ah, even you, Briwen!

Glenn looked at her for a moment with a betrayed expression, then sighed in resignation.

“I am with the saintess…”

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…………………….Oh my. Now that I think about it, it really wasn’t anything special.

Wait, wait. It’s true. Before the duel, after the duel, and even now, nothing much happened! I think I can only answer ‘Nothing much’ to the question ‘How far did you go?’

No, no. Let’s go back… What did we do? Holding hands. Hugs. Exchanging gifts. Oh, that’s it? Other than that, there was no confession like ‘I like you’ and even, height, height, height… There wasn’t even the mucous membrane contact that only lovers can do! No matter how much I try to recall, there’s nothing similar!

“No, no…but…no way…another mistake…it can’t be that…”

“Hmm?”

“Excuse me, Brother Grimes? This kid is laughing? Oh, no…he’s laughing and mumbling to himself? Did you hit the nail on the head?”

“Ugh, Ugh. The fact that I’m this frustrated means…”

“To the point of confusion…”

“Aren’t you saying that nothing happened?”

“Well, it’s because I’m a senior. I might have just made a mistake. The saintess’s consideration is also good.”

“That could be possible, right?”

“Yeah. I’ve played drums and janggu by myself before.”

As Glenn muttered and muttered, becoming increasingly depressed and lost in his own world, instead of answering, the people around him immediately began to look suspicious and soon began to move further away from Glenn.

Oh, that kid. It really wasn’t anything special, but he was mistaken again. We ended up sharing that thought with each other.

‘What happened again, you idiot?’

Briwenman, feeling different toward Glenn, muttered curses inwardly. Briwen remembered that moment. In the middle of the empty lot, the two of them embracing. The atmosphere that only Glenn and the saintess created was like a space for the two of them, so much so that it was difficult for anyone around them to interfere.

In that situation, even though it was already over, Briwen clenched her fists for some reason.

“Hehehe, Glenn. Since it’s come to this, why don’t you go somewhere nice with me? Why, it’s like a preview before going into a meaningful stage with the saintess… Heeeek!! Sorry, sorry! ”

“I’m in a bad mood right now, so I can touch you meaningfully, Grimes?”

“Wow, Uncle Glen! That was a weird comment just now.”

“Yeah. Rather than hitting him… um, something like that would make Mr. Grimes feel better?”

“Really? Death would be nice. It would be an eternal sleep. Right, Grimes?”

“No, no, no! You guys, stop talking nonsense! Heeeek!”

At the moment, Briwen returned from her reverie as she listened to the conversation of the adventurers who were doing foolish things. She stood leaning against the wall, sipping her drink, and absentmindedly watched Glenn, Grimes, Montaro, and Tiller chatting away. Right now, she just wanted to stay that way.

Squeak…

At that moment, the door of the Adventurer’s Guild opened. Only a few noticed it, but soon they turned their attention back to the drinking table. Through the open door, a person wearing a traveler’s outfit with a hood wrapped around him entered. His boots and clothes looked worn from a long journey. He was not very big, and he looked like a boy or girl.

Despite the sudden visitor, people didn’t pay any attention. After all, there were many people who visited the Adventurer’s Guild late at night, and everyone was busy enjoying a drink.

After looking around at the people who were not paying attention to him, the visitor approached the bar. He whispered something and the bartender pointed to someone.

Only Briwen, who was watching the scene from a distance from the drinking party, observed the visitor’s actions.

‘Hey. That guy, really…’

And Briwen lifted her head from her bowed position. Her eyes were filled with surprise.

The visitor was staring intently at Glenn. Glenn was being fooled by Grimes’s antics, and was being teased by Tiller and Montaro, and was sipping his drink. The visitor suddenly took off his hood.

Briwen covered her mouth for a moment. Black short hair, red eyes.

“Found it!”

A loud noise echoed through the guild. In an instant, the people who were clinking their glasses and singing stopped. Everyone turned their gaze. Naturally, they turned to the one who had made the loud noise.

It was a visitor. A person of a somewhat small build, but clearly an adult woman, wearing worn-out traveler’s clothes, with a desperate look on her face, was looking at someone.

Swish, those people followed the visitor’s gaze. Grimes flinched at the gaze that was focused on him for a moment. Oh, have you ever met that kind of black-haired, red-eyed beauty? If you had such a memory, you would have recalled it right away. Grimes soon realized. It wasn’t him. It was directed at the man who was fiddling with his glass next to him.

Grimes also turned her gaze to Glenn. The person whose gaze was focused on him looked bewildered, completely unaware of the sudden silence.

“What, what. Why is everyone suddenly staring at me? It’s awkward because I’m silent.”

“Glen. Look over there.”

What made Glenn realize reality was Briwen, who had suddenly approached him. Before the others could be startled by Briwen’s secret approach, Glenn followed Briwen’s index finger.

I saw someone. Oh, black hair. A woman in travel clothes?

Thump, thump, thump.

A woman dressed in traveler’s attire approached Glenn with brisk strides. For some reason, the adventurers did not stop her. Instead, they stepped aside to make way for the person she was aiming for.

The visitor passed several tables and approached the table where Glenn was staying. Under the gaze of Grimes, Montaro, Tiller, Meni, and Cyca, the visitor came up close to Glenn.

“Huh?”

And Glenn could see. Short black hair, red eyes. Ruby eyes, like his own, were burning. The expression that had been quite desperate now seemed to have calmed down a bit. Her gaze rolled here and there. It seemed as if she was examining Glenn from head to toe.

What, what. No way… Hey, no way. Glenn denied reality. Black hair and red eyes,

It’s not common, but there must be more than 100 of them in the world. I have an idea that would make even a crazy person look serious…

“You, Red-Eyed Glen?”

Oh, really? And this is deja vu? Glenn had been in a similar situation before. Just two months ago.

No, people are different. Why do you feel similar? Why is your intuition warning you? What is it? For now, I tried to appear as calm as possible and answered.

“Huh? But, by the way.”

“From the village of Stylen, northern part of the Kingdom of Alcrea?”

“Huh? How did you…”

Stylene Village. The name confused the surrounding adventurers.

Have you heard of it? No. It’s the first time I’ve heard of it. Is it a rural area?

However, Glenn couldn’t do that. He just jumped up on the spot.

No, no. No way. No way!

Glenn shuddered in denial. The eyes around him were fixed on him. Briwen’s expression also turned pale. There was a tense silence. Someone could be heard swallowing.

Just like last time, there were more than a few people staring blankly at Glenn while holding their glasses.

“I’m also from Stylen Village. However, I heard that I fled to the south while I was in my mother’s womb. Because of the Demon King’s attack.”

“Ah…!”

At those words, Glenn’s anxious expression stopped as if it were a lie. Suddenly, forgotten memories came back to him.

As a child, the smoke seen through the forest. The bell on the village steeple that rang like crazy. Falling down while running away after being grabbed by my parents’ arms. Getting up again and running aimlessly until I rolled down a hill and passed out. Waking up much later, I realized I was an orphan without parents.

All of that came back to Glenn’s memory in an instant. When Glenn looked at her with his mouth open and a blank expression, the girl smiled. And then she bowed her head slightly.

“Finally, we meet. Nice to meet you. I’m your sister, Alina. It’s my first time seeing your face. Nice to meet you, brother.”

With a shocking declaration,

“Uh…”

“Oh…”

“Brother…”

“Ohh …

Once again, a tremendous scream echoed through the guild.

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The memories of those innocent days had long since faded in Glenn. He had no choice but to forget them due to the series of painful events that followed.

A child of only five years old, he ran away from his village due to a demonic attack, lost his parents, and wandered without a destination.

‘Mom. Dad… help me…’

Usually, it was the norm to wander around like that and fall down, becoming food for the beasts. Glenn also vaguely gave up, and just wanted to curl up and fall asleep. He just wanted to die like that in the wasteland where there was no one.

However, fate did not leave him that way.

‘Oh, a child? This is really strange. He’s about the same age as my son. I can’t just pass him by.’

People called him Slade Senior. He was the father of his son, Slade Junior, who had great potential. As expected of Slade Junior, who would later become a high-level adventurer, he was also an excellent swordsman.

‘I’ll take you to a nearby orphanage for now. But… no, for now, it would be better to heal your tired body and mind. That may be another story if fate leads you to that talent.’

He accidentally found Glenn lying in the wasteland and was able to place him in an orphanage run by the Air Grants Church. He left Glenn behind, leaving behind some ambiguous words.

Glenn spent his time quietly waiting for his parents at the orphanage, but he gave up on his family when they didn’t come to see him even after several years.

‘Hmm. This is not good.’

Then, by chance, I met a teacher who had come to the orphanage.

In fact, it wasn’t a coincidence. The master selected talented children and trained them under him. It was to enable them to survive in this harsh world and to repel the threat of the demons in the near future.

The Master looked at Glenn, and only Glenn followed the Master from that place.

It was only later that I heard that the orphanage, and the village where it was located, was attacked and reduced to ruins by the Demon King’s invasion.

‘It’s swordsmanship!’

‘I guess I’ll just have to try it to find out.’

Naturally, it was Glenn who wanted to follow in the footsteps of Slade Sr., who had saved his life, and wield a sword.

‘I have no talent. But…’

However, he had to crumble before the harsh sentence of the master. However, the master showed a new path to Glenn. Glenn gave up and thought, ‘I guess I’m destined not to go the way I want to go,’ and took a step on the path the master showed him.

It was a painful and extremely heavy road.

‘Ugh, Master. What the heck is this…’

‘I’ll be sick in bed for a week, but if I succeed, I’ll be stronger. And now, my role ends here.’

The master who had Glenn undergo basic training stopped teaching him there after forcibly awakening his magical powers through ‘baptism’. Glenn, who was only 14 years old, had to forge his own path to become stronger.

It was an even more terrifying path that no one could teach you, that you had to experience for yourself to understand.

‘D, finally… I did it. This is it. This was it!’

‘Hmm. Maybe… I might have raised a monster.’

After two years of painful repetitions, Glenn finally fully realized his talent and went down the mountain. He ran out of the Western Mountains and returned to the kingdom.

It had already been decided what he would do. His master had repeatedly told him that there was only one way to make the most of his talents. An adventurer. Glenn headed to the capital. Glenn, dressed in an old uniform, showed up at the guild without warning. He asked to be an adventurer, but no one paid any attention to Glenn, who was shorter than his peers and looked small.

‘Well, well, well. That won’t do. Don’t young souls want to dream? Yes. Why do you want to be an adventurer, boy?’

‘I’m going to make a living with this power.’

‘Oh, no! That’s…’

Glenn showed off his abilities without thinking, and the guild master was astonished, but soon gave him a task. Glenn completed the task and became an adventurer.

And, for ten years, I swung my fists in countless battlefields. In that way, my memories were worn away and filled with new memories.

In that way, even the memories of where he was born, where he played as a child, and what his parents looked like, were all worn away from his memory. The terrible suffering he had endured since becoming an orphan also disappeared along with it.

And then, before his eyes, before Glenn’s eyes, remnants of a past he had almost completely forgotten appeared.

Even showing off the audacity to claim herself as his own younger sister.