episode_0087
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“… That’s how it happened.”
As expected, the reason such a terrible tragedy occurred in the city was due to Teresina’s trickery, as expected, but I couldn’t be happy that my prediction was correct.
I wasn’t the kind of person whose temper was twisted enough to rejoice at the fact that my reasoning was correct when at least 100,000, or perhaps many more, people died.
I thought he would prepare at least one trump card, but I never thought he would do something as crazy as offering up an entire city as a tribute.
What could be more ironic than the fact that her evil deeds ultimately made Sarah stronger?
It was something that the dead citizens would have been outraged at hearing, but it was a good thing for me because it increased my power and filled up a spot in the Pokedex.
“That happened.
As I nodded in agreement after hearing her story, Sarah puffed out her cheeks slightly and asked me what was wrong.
“… Are you listening to me properly?”
“I was listening?”
“With your face buried in your wings?”
“It’s okay because my ears are open.”
If his lover suddenly developed wings, would there really be a man who wouldn’t check her scent?
Perhaps because it had only just emerged, it didn’t smell all that bad, but perhaps because it was embarrassed to have its face buried in that part of the body, its wings began to gradually become soaked with sweat.
I have a feeling that if I leave it like this for a few days, it will develop a really good scent.
No, it would be okay to say that this was a certainty rather than a premonition.
I can guarantee that my sense of smell is more sensitive than that of a perfumer, so it was certain.
“The work that Sister Lang asked me to do is pretty much done. So, should I get up now?”
“Huh?”
“It’s pitiful if you keep sitting there. I have something to say.”
At the words of pity for Teresina, Sarah narrowed her brows and obediently got up from her seat.
Looking at this, it seems that even if the race changes into demons, Sera herself will not change as a human.
“Fe, felt… !”
Teresina, who had finally been freed from Sarah, looked at me blankly with tears in her eyes.
There was something like a leash around his neck, but it was probably Sarah who put it on, as there was no way he would have wanted it on.
“That’s too bad. If you had hidden it a little better, even if Sarah had awakened as a demon, it wouldn’t have turned out like this. It was just bad luck.”
“… Okay.”
There is a saying that goes, “what goes around comes around,” but I don’t think she ended up like this because of her evil deeds.
Teresina was just unlucky.
It was not a wise thing to say that Sera, who inherited the Demon King’s blood, was left almost unattended, but that was not the reason for this outcome.
If there had been no variables, Sarah would not have awakened as the Demon King, and Lang, who had obtained a replacement, would not have thought of eliminating her.
There is no such thing as cause and effect in this world.
There are just some people who are unlucky.
“After this is over, I’ve decided to take over the territory of the warrior family. Sera seems to be thinking of treating me like livestock, but I plan to leave the management of the territory to Nanuna.”
Neither I nor Sarah have any experience managing a territory.
I don’t mean to disparage Woo, but since he is from the past, he would have difficulty managing politics or land in today’s world.
There is also a difference in the values of Wooin and ordinary people, so in many ways Teresina is the right fit.
“I can’t go back to my old life, but it’s better than dying, right? And who knows? Maybe in ten years, Sarah’s heart will change.”
“Not solved.”
“Ugh… !”
Even though they say that, they say that even mountains and rivers change after ten years, so wouldn’t a person’s heart change as well?
If Sera sees Teresina, who has been bowing down to him in a mean manner for several years, saying that she is a person of affection, then she will definitely experience a positive change in her heart.
“There might be a plague, so I’ll take care of the corpses. Things will get rough in many ways, so would you like to wait outside the city?”
“… No, I want to watch. I want to watch the end of this cursed city.”
“I’m outside… .”
“You’re here too. It’s because of you that things turned out like this.”
Under Sarah’s strong insistence, the city was purified before Teresina’s eyes.
A green area slowly spread out from the grounds of the mansion, centered around a giant tree, and in an instant, it covered the entire city, turning it into a huge forest.
How would Teresina feel when she saw the city she had spent her entire life building turn into a forest in the blink of an eye?
Teresina’s empty eyes looking out into the forest spoke volumes.
[Great!! The forest has grown again!]
She may be in a state of death, but the World Tree seems to be very satisfied.
*****
As it was late and it was an ambiguous time to return to the capital, I stayed overnight in a building that still had its shape before returning to the capital.
The movement item that Lang gave me consumes mana in proportion to the distance traveled, but now that my level is approaching 90, that restriction has become meaningless.
Right now, I have so much mana left that I feel like I could travel around the world with just this item.
It was nice to be transferred to the mansion, but I was curious about what had happened to the streets after that, so I walked to an area not too far from the gate.
After nearly two months, I expected to see some signs of reconstruction, but it was the kingdom that betrayed my expectations.
Far from being rebuilt, the remains of the buildings I had clearly seen before leaving the capital remained.
No, in fact, it’s not like nothing has changed at all.
Because the steel frame and other items that could be of value were looted by the citizens, all that was left were the rubble of the building.
“It may sound strange, but this is a really dirty city.”
“That’s right! If you had given me two months, I would have at least gotten some of it done.”
“… You’re saying that, and it hasn’t even been a day since you blew up the city.”
A group of people who looked like robbers approached us while Woo, who was acting dumbfounded, was making remarks that sounded like a rare complaint.
Of course, even though he was a robber, he didn’t look particularly threatening, but even an ordinary villager would have felt the same way if they saw him.
Dirty clothes, no better than rags.
Like the African poor who often appear on TV, his skinny body had prominent bones.
Even the sword he held in his hand was not a properly made sword; it was a hastily made sword made by wrapping rags around window shards.
To be honest, I didn’t think I would lose even if I was a regular farmer and not a wizard or warrior.
I wondered if I could properly swing the sword that didn’t even look like a sword in my hand with those thin arms.
Perhaps the original residents who lived here lost their homes and jobs and turned to robbers.
The knights were there so they couldn’t storm the noble streets, but the other districts weren’t easy either, so they were at a loss and then they found us.
In developed countries like Korea, this would be unthinkable, but in developing countries, it is said that it is common for disaster victims who have lost everything to become criminals.
The central government is unable to come up with a proper relief measure, and since people cannot survive without food right away, they resort to crime even though they know it is wrong.
I felt pity rather than offended because I could guess their circumstances to some extent, if not all.
As I approached them with suitable food and baskets taken out of my inventory, the robbers hesitated and stepped back in confusion.
It wasn’t very common for people to come to a place that was practically a slum, and judging by their condition, I guessed that they had never committed a proper robbery.
“Eat this.”
“… … .”
The man, who seemed to be the leader of the robbers, suspected that this might be a trap, but he took the basket with trembling hands and disappeared into the alley with the group.
“If you do that, you’ll starve again tomorrow.”
“I know. This is like pouring water into a leaky bucket.”
There is a saying that it is better to teach a hungry man how to fish than to give him a fish.
Some people laugh at this and say it’s the nonsense of a well-fed person, but if you give a hungry person a fish once, he will just be hungry again tomorrow.
Ultimately, it does not reach a fundamental solution.
Even if I gave them food today, it might only extend their lifespan by one day and nothing would change, but who knows.
If we just survive one more day and somehow hold on, will we be able to overcome this disaster?
“Actually, I was just pretending once. Then should I go see Rang and Noona now?”
When we arrived at Lang’s private residence, which we had been guided to without stopping by the mansion, the security guard recognized us and guided us into the mansion without saying a word.
After a while, we passed the terrace and entered a small building hidden inside the mansion, where we could see Lang buried under a mountain of documents, as if he was handling official business.
“Your return was quicker than I expected. I already heard the news from the Empire. And… .”
Lang got up from his seat and stood in front of Teresina. When he saw her, he couldn’t hold back any longer and smiled with the corners of his lips, letting out a sneer.
“You’ve turned into a pitiful sight. Teresina. If you had been content to be the second in command, you could have avoided being a dog.”
“Woof woof!!! Growl!!!”
Teresina thought that it would be ridiculous to try to maintain her pride, so she started barking at Lang as if she was joking.
If it were anyone else, it would have been so absurd that they would have blushed, but Lang just accepted it as if it was nothing.
“The dog barks. Then, Felt-kun, after we drive out the warrior faction as promised――.”
Suddenly, my words were cut off by an indescribable loud noise.
Whenever something like this happened, we all frowned and looked out the window, as we had never seen anything like it before.
When unexpected situations occur one after another, it seems that they cause more irritation than confusion.
The expression on everyone’s faces, including mine, was closer to annoyance than fear or anxiety.
“What else?”
Just try to do something trivial.
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