episode_0305

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A body that is falling apart.

Even the crazy behavior of the person you thought was going to be your helper.

As time passes, hope disappears and despair noticeably increases.

The kicking that had been struggling under the water gradually subsides, and the hands that were struggling to get out of the swamp return to their original positions.

He was that kind of person.

A weak human being who has never lived an intense life and doesn’t even know how to struggle until the very end.

It was not something that could be realized even with the vitality provided by a strong body.

“still… , it’s not the worst.”

After giving up struggling, what he chose was self-defense.

Ignoring all the worst situations that are strangling my body, I collect the crumbs that I can barely hold on to soothe my tired mind.

“I have more money than my original body, and even though I can’t be a hunter, it doesn’t really affect my normal life… .”

It was something we did every day in a small corner of our room.

It’s about turning a blind eye to cold reality, consoling one’s mind with delusional imaginations, and locking oneself up more and more.

But this time was an exception.

“Fuck… .”

Even though I consoled myself by raking up much larger pieces of debris than before, there was no comfort at all.

The more I do this, the deeper anger is accumulating in my heart.

Why on earth?

Why doesn’t it work?

“ah… .”

It didn’t take long to find the answer.

“Because I’m an asshole.”

Because all this despair came from my stupidity.

All the comfort I have received so far has been possible because I have been able to blame others, not my own.

But this time… , No matter how much he was, he couldn’t blame anyone else.

“I… , I did something stupid… .”

If only I had been a little more careful.

I wish I had thought about whether there was a better way than the idea that came to mind.

If I had, I wouldn’t have wasted the opportunity of a lifetime like this.

No, the things I had only imagined in the corner of my room might have actually happened.

“Hehehe… !”

Thinking like that just makes me laugh.

How much does Son Si-woo laugh at himself after getting his own body?

‘I wonder if he’s cursing me and calling me a stupid bastard.’

Maybe they are more grateful than insults.

Instead of giving me a broken old body, I gave myself a young body with endless possibilities.

He laughed and cried repeatedly and soon gave up.

“Okay, that’s it… .”

What would you do if you hung on to an unanswerable problem until the end?

He adapted to his life, closing off even the slightest possibility that he might have had.

No, I tried to conform.

The same routine of going to work, staying in the guild leader’s room, passing on work, and leaving work is a repetition.

Of course, not every day was the same.

I tried to change.

If I think of this body as my own, I can’t stay alone forever, right?

So, I tried to somehow maintain friendships with people I often see.

“excuse me… , Secretary Lim? Let’s have lunch together… .”

“I’m sorry, Guild Master. “I have a prior contract.”

“Ah, then there’s nothing we can do. haha!”

He didn’t know as he was just holed up in a corner of his room.

How to approach people.

What kind of conversation should we have and how should we lead the mood?

I don’t know if it’s better if we don’t know each other.

However, the people he is trying to become friends with are people he originally knew deeply.

In fact, that made it even more difficult and difficult.

“ha.”

Even though quite a bit of time has passed, he is still alone in the end.

Suddenly, I remembered the old days.

The landlady who ran away from the orphanage and willingly took her in as she had nowhere to go.

She would sometimes say that to me when she came by every week to fill up the missing side dishes.

-Dojin… , Now that you are 20 years old, how about going out and working for a few hours?

-Work is not just about making money. When you meet and talk to a variety of people, your social skills develop and your thoughts and feelings deepen.

-If that happens, I think Dojin will become a much healthier and cooler person than he is now… .

At that time, it was something I really didn’t want to hear.

How can a person change or become cool just by working part-time for a few hours?

‘I thought they were just trying to make me earn money so I could pay more rent.’

The woman who has been paying rent for several years, but who has only been paying a monthly rent of one mana, is finally trying to get more money from me.

I foolishly thought that way at the time.

But now I understand.

“Those words were really meant for me… .”

She truly cared for herself like her own child and said it with her thoughts in mind.

It was my wish to go outside, not to a small corner of my room, and see and learn many things.

In a life where I thought I was alone, I was the only person who showed deep interest in me.

It was only now that I realized that I had gone too far to turn back.

“I want to eat the food that the lady cooked.”

Is it because of memory correction?

I think the side dishes the lady cooked were more delicious than the rice I eat now.

“under… , fuck.”

Soaring jealousy.

“That bastard can eat the food that the old lady cooks at any time.”

Things that were natural and trivial at the time become desperate.

These thoughts continued in the car on the way home after work.

‘Can’t I go back… .’

I’m at the point where I’m trying again to solve a problem that I’ve already given up on and concluded that there is no answer to.

‘If I could go back, I could really do anything.’

I looked out the window blankly with vain thoughts.

He suddenly realized something was strange.

‘This place… , Isn’t this the direction you’re heading home?’

I know it well because I have been there several times.

What kind of scenery awaits you on the way home?

But what I saw outside now was clearly different from the way home.

Feeling puzzled, he asked the driver.

“Driver? “I don’t think we’re heading home right now.”

“… … .”

The driver made no reply.

Just hold the steering wheel in silence and continue driving.

Feeling frustrated, he bent his upper body forward to check his condition.

“Hey, driver… ?!”

The moment he met his eyes, which he had not been able to see while sitting behind him, Son Si-woo was startled and took a step back.

‘Well, there is no black penis.’

The eyes of the knight I met were filled with white eyes lined with thin threads.

At that moment, a memory that had been sleeping in my head came to mind.

‘Mental manipulation… !’

When you are exposed to some type of mind-manipulating drug or magic, your eyes change like that.

In other words, doesn’t this mean that the current knight is being mentally manipulated by someone?

‘Who the hell?!’

I was going crazy and jumping around, but it seemed difficult to find an answer.

Unfortunately, there are many opponents in the world who could target Son Si-woo.

‘Ugh… , What do we do? Should I just open the car door and jump out?’

Since you have a strong body, wouldn’t it be okay if you fell from a moving car?

With that in mind, I pushed the door open with all my might.

chin!

The door doesn’t even open, as if it’s blocked by something.

“Off… !”

I thought about pulling it off with force, but the car door didn’t move at all.

It seems that not only the driver but also the car has fallen into the hands of the other party.

The death creeping up from under my feet has already reached my chest.

‘Si, I don’t like it. I don’t want to die like this.’

While he was trembling in fear, a car leisurely driving down a remote road stopped somewhere.

A quiet neighborhood where you can’t even hear the sound of grasshoppers crying.

There was a shabby cathedral standing there.

‘W-where am I…’ ?’

While he was looking around through the window.

The driver, who had been holding the steering wheel tightly and not moving, opens his mouth.

“Get off. “He is waiting inside.”

“W-who are you talking about?”

“… … .”

The driver closed his mouth and looked straight ahead, as if he had finished what he had to say.

Son Si-woo had no choice but to open the car door, get out, and head to the cathedral standing a little away.

The closer you get, the more you feel the dark atmosphere.

When he opened the door, embracing his fear, what caught his eye was the interior of an ordinary cathedral.

Long chairs for those praying, stained glass that casts colorful light.

The only difference is that in the innermost part of the cathedral, instead of the Virgin Mary, there is a statue of a man standing with his arms spread wide and wearing a robe.

And below that.

“Welcome, Hunter Son Si-woo.”

A middle-aged man wearing a black priest’s uniform greeted me with a friendly smile.

The person the knight was talking about waiting for him must be that man.

He asked as he entered the cathedral with nervous steps.

“Did you call me here?”

The man nodded willingly.

“Yes that’s right.”

The man who came down from the low platform walked in front of Son Si-woo and bowed lightly.

“Nice to meet you. “I am the priest and gardener who manages this cathedral.”

“… … .”

Son Si-woo’s eyes turn to the large statue hanging over his head.

A statue of a type never seen before.

In all likelihood, this is a place where a god designated as heretical by the church is worshiped.

Son Si-woo, who heightened the tension even more, asked calmly.

“Why did you call me here?”

To this, the middle-aged priest, Jeongwon, answered with a smile.

“Hunter Siwoo Son is suffering from permanent magical circuit damage… , we can heal you.”

“… … !”

Upon hearing his answer, Son Si-woo’s eyes widened as if torn.

Damage to the magic circuit is Son Si-woo’s secret that not even his family knows about.

How did the man in front of me know that, and how was he so confident that he could repair the damage to the magical circuit that could not be healed even with the abilities of a saint?

As he looked at him with suspicion, Jeong-won continued.

“I have my doubts. “Damage to the magic circuit is a wound that can never be healed with modern medicine.”

“But you can heal?”

“That’s right.”

An unwavering answer.

At this, Son Si-woo’s heart began to waver.

I don’t think it’s possible, but it would be great if it were possible.

‘If only I could fix my broken body… .’

Wouldn’t there be a little more possibility of switching bodies again with the person who lives in my body?

He asks, clumsily hiding his true feelings.

“… “What do you want from me?”

It is unlikely that he came here simply for the purpose of healing.

As these shady people usually do, they probably threw the bait because they wanted something.

Jeongwon answered with a deeper smile, as if he had been waiting for that question to be asked.

“Please become an apostle of the God we serve. Then, the power to heal Son Si-woo Hunter’s damaged magic circuit will also be created.”

“… … .”

Apostle.

One who becomes the hands and feet of God and spreads His will.

It is not a huge offering, nor a mediocre believer, but it is hoped to enter the depths of a group that worships heretics.

‘An apostle of heresy.’

The first thing I felt was rejection.

Because the words of Ethan that I saw in movies and cartoons were always miserable.

But I couldn’t just refuse.

If the god he serves truly has the power to heal magic circuit damage… , because that is the way to slightly increase the probability of returning to my body.

Right then.

The rationalization I often did in the corner of my room began.

‘okay. Anyway, my goal is to return to my original body, right?’

Anyway, my goal is to escape from this body, so what does it matter whether I am a heretic believer or an apostle?

In the end, isn’t it up to the real Son Si-woo, who has regained his original position, to sort everything out?

He asked with a lighter heart.

“What is the name of the god you serve?”

The smile on Jeong-Won’s mouth grew deeper and twisted at the same time.

Asking someone’s name means that they are very interested.

This probably means that his heart is slowly coming to them.

“Invidia.”

He returned his crooked smile and continued speaking with a polite and benevolent expression.

“This is the name of the god you will serve from now on.”