episode_0081

Even after Shir fell asleep, he couldn’t fall asleep in the end.

Part of it was because he was sleeping while hugging me, but I was also worried that he might wake up and start acting strangely. Even if Shir tries to break my heart, I can’t.

It’s because my heart still hasn’t calmed down.

Why did Shir become Amor?

What are the conditions?

It is said that Shir had certain conditions to become Amor, or that he would become Amor if he received a blood transfusion… No.

If that were the case, the entire world would have already become an Amor world, a beautiful world with no worries about disease or aging. Before Amor died, I never felt my heart hurt when I drank Amor’s blood.

───So Amor is one.

But questions remain.

But in that case, it should be passed down to me, who drank Amor’s blood first after his death─── Huh?

‘One drink will be enough.’

‘That’s enough to make you immortal.’

‘It can’t be like that just for a little friend.’

‘What is the reason?’

‘It’s not good to know.’

When asked about the speed of wound recovery, Grace responded: I have a constitution that is extremely incompatible with the blood of Amor. …I couldn’t become Amor for some reason!

The question now is why ‘tradition’ is necessary.

This is an angel’s blessing.

There must be some reason. Dragons would know its identity, but unfortunately I have no friends with dragons. Moreover, the Amphitier is an ancient dragon that is over 3,000 years old and has lived for a thousand years before the birth of Jesus.

There are also questions about death.

If the saint’s head was cut off on the scaffold as Julia said 800 years ago, all he had to do was put it back together and come back to life, like Amor, who had his head cut off by Jules.

But he died. How did he die?

······I don’t know. I really don’t know anything. It is just a guess without any basis, and you should not blindly trust the guess.

The current Shir may be Amor pretending to be Shir. Shir hugs me tightly. While stroking his head, he was tackled.

Wood clatter!

“Sh-i─er━━!”

Just then, a heilang soaked in water came into the tent.

Heilang looked at Shir, who was lying down and sleeping, and then he turned his gaze towards me, who was being held like a bamboo lady.

Don’t just watch…!

“S-please give me some time!”

Heilang looks down at me and tilts his head.

“Shir?”

Why Shir?

Heilang suddenly slapped Shir’s butt.

Pang──!

“Aaagh!!!”

“Amor! Are you planning to strangle Sihyeon to death?”

“─────?!”

why?! Didn’t you just say it was okay a little while ago?!

“Aaaah—pa!!!”

Shir lifted me up onto his chest and used me as a shield.

“No, this bitch?!”

Heilang rushed at Shir and forcibly freed his arms.

My heart is pounding. There is no time to explain to Heilang or Shir. I ran straight out of the tent.

The drainage ditch has been completed to some extent, and everyone can be seen gathering downstream to do the final work.

Juul… Juul…!

I started running towards Juul, and people turned away from me with reluctant eyes. Fuck! It doesn’t matter what they think.

The water has already spilled! Don’t pay attention to those looks!

Jules was soaking wet and resting with the villagers.

“Jul───!!!”

Jules’ head suddenly turns and he approaches me with a stern expression.

“What is it? Why are you doing that? Is there something wrong with Amor?”

“······.”

People’s eyes are focused on me. Why── why are you calling me Amor? Why is no one questioning it…?! People’s gaze is so heavy.

“······No! Amor has finally started sleeping, so I’m here to help block the drain!”

I couldn’t bear to say that I was becoming a murderer.

I know. That truth, right and wrong are not really that important.

Semmelweis effect.

One doctor, Ignaz Semmelweis, lost his job for insisting that other doctors wash their hands. Even though that was the right argument.

It will be revealed gradually, but now we must kiss.

I received a lot of negative attention today. The villagers’ distrust of me has already reached a critical point.

For now… let’s hang out for now.

Jules smiles and waves his hand.

“It’s all over. Instead of coming out and getting your dried clothes wet, go up and rest.”

“No…no matter what I do…”

Jules stares at my face.

The blue eyes that had been staring at me for a long time withdraw, and Jules holds out a gunny sack. Are you telling me to put some pebbles in it?

If that’s the case───

“If you want to do something, pick up some fallen, fainted fish. Because there is always a lack of food during the rainy season.”

“······Yes.”

“There are young fish over there.”

I don’t know how it came here, but there are young fish swimming in the waterway inside the village. No matter where you are, a fish is a fish. You can’t catch it with your bare hands.

I borrowed a crossbow from Deberg and started hunting the fish swimming in the village’s waterways.

Pop!

My mind is agitated.

I can’t think normally due to random thoughts. Come to your senses. I think about it while taking a break. Let’s empty our minds for now.

Pop! Pop!

From the time the drains were blocked with gunny sacks and stones, most fish were unable to leave the village through the river, so hunting was easy because they had nowhere to run.

The fish was eaten on the spot, with its intestines and head removed and sashimi. Occasionally, we found long fish like catfish or snakehead, which Deberg brought into the workshop and boiled or grilled before serving. It’s to replenish body heat.

The biggest contributors were me and the Debergs, who picked up the crossbow and bow… I’d like to say, but it was Jules.

Boom───!!!

When Jules suddenly threw a stone in the direction of the fish, even the biggest fish fainted due to the huge shock wave.

The fish that got hit there had its body exploded.

It wasn’t crushed, it literally exploded. It was natural that people around me, including me, were struck by water.

Everyone was soaking wet and playing in the water or eating a late night snack while avoiding the rain. Soon, a much lighter dawn than usual began to rise amidst the dark clouds.

*

Jules didn’t let me into the house.

The reason was that the house was flooded, and I had to go back to the tent and stay by Shir’s side. Shir gets sulky and grumbles.

“You said you’re not going?”

“No, it smells like cassowary…”

Shir suddenly glares at me, frowns, and removes the blanket. Ah, lying doesn’t work on Shir anymore!

“No! You left me behind too!”

“Do you want to die?!”

Shir tackles you like a bull!

When matadors dodge a bull, they wait until the last moment and roll to the side to avoid it, right? Wait, go to the side───

“Wow!”

···how!

It flew away and rolled around for a few laps.

The corners of Shir’s mouth were turned up considerably as he looked down at me with an attitude of strangling me.

“I can clearly see what’s in your heart?!”

“It’s a scam──?!”

Hosott likes physical fights. Because Shirr was holding on to Heilang from the beginning. But is it fun to torment a weak person?

After tossing and turning, he was soon dragged by Shir and fell into the blanket. Just because it’s the rainy season doesn’t mean it rains all the time. The rain stopped for a while, but the torrential downpour still continues.

Still, the force of the torrent died down slightly, and the entrance beneath the submerged village opened. All the talented hosots said that this was the time and went hunting, and this was the same for Juul, Heilang, and the priests.

In other words, there is no one anywhere who can stop this wild boar…

Let’s go!

uh···? Yuso is looking here from outside the tent, his ears fluttering.

“Yooso! help me! Ahh!!! Don’t bite! it hurts! It hurts!!!”

Don’t kiss me!!!

“Amor, are you okay? I heard you got hurt a lot?”

My heart feels cold.

It was almost at the same time that Shir removed his teeth from my neck.

······I never imagined that being able to read emotions could be so annoying.

Because I thought I lived in the world through action, not emotion, I tend to swear a lot inside. It’s probably not just me. ······I can’t even do that anymore. ···Can you control this in the first place?

“Yoo So. Does that look painful to you? Like oxygen with an arrow stuck in the butt… ah-ah-ah━! It hurts━━━?!”

Yuso takes a step back with a nervous expression and looks around. No, why are you scared!

“I was worried. I’m glad you look healthy. I also want to bring Mira, is that okay?”

“Bring him here and try to stop him!!! Stop me!!!”

“Yes. I’ll bring you.”

Yuso lightly walks away.

Shir kissed her again.

“Don’t walk, run!!!”

Yuso is running smoothly.

Then, after moving far away, he glanced at me and began to walk leisurely, shaking.

······.

“Shir.”

Shir looks down at me with clear eyes from above my chest.

“Why?”

“···Your name is Shirya.”

“It’s been like that since yesterday.”

Shir overpowers me and starts humming and kicking. The reason for the name change is unknown.

Looking at Yuso, I feel confident. Everyone around him recognizes Shir’s name as Amor.

It goes without saying that this cannot have a good meaning.

Julias said.

‘Magic is strongly influenced by the caster’s mind. Especially the unconscious.’

It is said that magic is greatly influenced by the unconscious.

──────Name.

Names play a large role in human unconsciousness. The superstition that says not to tell the devil or ghost your name also originated for this reason.

In that case, the change in Shir’s name means that there is a certain necessity to live as Amor. The fact that Shir is called Amor is not very pleasant.

It feels as if the name Amor is taking over Shir’s body.

I had a vague feeling that if everyone called Shir as Amor, Shir would lose his personality and become Amor.

Why do I remember Shir’s name in the first place?

Soon we reached a certain possibility. There is only one thing that is unique about me. It’s a contract with the devil. Couldn’t the devil have put a defense mechanism on my mind to protect himself in case I was caught by an angel–a servant?

That’s why Grace couldn’t read my memories.

Grace is also a descendant of a servant called Dragon. That is why I am the only one who has not fallen into the brainwashing of Mother Goddess that is spreading around Shir.

So how does Shir read my emotions?

The devil protected me, right? So why don’t you protect me from the limbs of angels now?

If you try to draw conclusions and guess, something doesn’t fit somewhere. But what is more certain than anything else in this world is that there is a reason for everything.

There is no way the Mother Goddess would take Shir’s name away for no reason.

So, we need to get our name back.

And, now that there are only two of us, this is our chance to completely defeat Shir.

“······Never forget. Your name is Shira. Not Amor, Shir.”

Shir nods.

“Yes, yes. Okay.”

“Then leave now.”

“I don’t like it.”

He said he didn’t like it and rolled over like a tree frog and lay down next to me.

Then he turned his head and looked at me.

“Why on earth are you so worried about me, and what are you so scared of?”

His face looked like he was frustrated.

“Do you think people called Immortals could invade here? There is an aunt and a mother here. There is also a grandfather. This village was built after driving out the ogres!”

“It is possible.”

Shir looks directly into my eyes with an expression of incomprehension.

“Why?”

“Those people aren’t the only ones coming. When you come here, hundreds to thousands of people will come.”

It is impossible for a person to live more than 100 years as a young person and not gain power unless you are a serious idiot. Most of them will be high ranking Drekkar.

“Hosots are stronger than humans.”

“That’s right.”

Although the people of the South are said to be strong, physical strength is not the only measure of strength. Gorillas are stronger than leopards, but aren’t they mostly food for leopards?

Most of this village doesn’t know about combat except for Zul.

I’m just a normal person.

“But hunting animals and fighting with each other cannot be seen on the same line.”

“What’s different?”

“Equipment. In the south, most arrowheads are pig iron or obsidian. If humans decide to invade, the bow or sword will not be able to pierce the armor and will be crushed or broken.”

Armor is also a problem.

If a person wearing armor and no sword fights with a person wearing a sword but no armor, the person who wins will be the person wearing the armor.

That’s how important protection is, and while armor provides incredible protection, it’s not that heavy. The weight of the armor is barely half of the full armor, and since the weight is distributed throughout the body, the perceived weight is even lower.

Restrictions on action? There is virtually no such thing.

“···Humans are weak.”

“Having a strong body is not everything. What can I do if I can’t hurt him? The knife that I stab should not get stabbed, and the knife that the other person stabs should be hit straight away.”

Shir purses his lips and looks at me.

“Humans are weak, but the weapons they use are not weak.”

Through my emotions, I will realize that my words are true.

This may sound cruel to Shir. But this has to be nailed down.

“Shir. Every human being in the North, Central, and behind the Great Wall can target you and point their sword at the South. To have that power.”

“But, my mom and aunt───!”

“We could all die. To avoid fighting with them, you should never reveal your powers to people.”

Did you heed my warning?

Shir closed his mouth and turned around to lie down.

It must be frustrating. I feel like I can help others but I can’t, and I feel like I have power but I can’t use it.

···If you did something, you have to take full responsibility.

To prepare for Immortal, we must supply powerful weapons to the village. Let’s talk to Dverg as soon as the rainy season ends.

Weapons are always attractive to everyone. Especially if it’s big and beautiful.

It’ll make you die very softly.