episode_0370

In the game Soul Academy, the archipelago was a type of additional content.

The 14 dungeons that exist on each island in the archipelago have nothing to do with the main game, but they boasted excellent quality, and those who were disappointed after clearing all the dungeons in the main game visited here in search of more dungeons.

The level of the dungeon was so good that some people said it would have been better to just keep it hidden, make it bigger, and release it as DLC.

At first, I looked at them and said that if they showed this much in the main game, wouldn’t the DLC be even more amazing? But after a while, I realized that I was stupid.

I never thought DLC would come out for several years.

How did I know that the Soul Academy production team at that time was the one who burned the last flame! Since I made a lot of money through this, I thought I would invest that much more!

How could my past self have known that there would be no news until the person who consistently wrote on the Soul Academy bulletin board every day disappeared?

At that time, the boss ate the money and carried it away. It is said that the employees were forced to leave the company en masse. There were all kinds of ghost stories about the company burning down, but thinking about it now that I’ve set foot in the game world, it’s quite meaningful.

It wasn’t an ordinary game, and if so, the creator of that game probably wasn’t an ordinary person either.

Maybe it’s someone who exists in this world. If I could meet the producer, I would definitely ask that bastard.

Why didn’t they release the DLC? While I was making all kinds of content because I had eaten up all the game content and had nothing else to do, why didn’t they give me an update?

“Are you okay for a moment? Lady Aln?”

I had the illusion that I would be able to enjoy a new work if I locked the developer up and fed him nothing but fried dumplings to develop it. I shrugged my shoulders when I saw Isabelle Artea walking past me in the sea breeze.

As the name archipelago suggests, this is a place that cannot be reached by land. Also, the soil has a strange magic resistance, so it is difficult to use teleportation magic.

Unless you’re an archmage of Duke Patran’s level, it’s a place you can’t even imagine approaching, so you must take a boat to get to the archipelago.

There are countless routes for this, but the one I chose was the Artea family’s sailboat.

Why? There was no other boat I could ride on other than this.

Starting with the daughter of the infamous Aln family, the daughter of the Duke of Patran, the three princes of the kingdom, and the Earl of Kent.

The moment something goes wrong and an accident occurs, it is clear that not only your own neck but also the lives of your family will be in danger. Who would want to take on such a task?

Of course, it will be a different story for those who want to build relationships with our staff, but such sidekicks are out of our favor.

In the end, after filtering out this person and that person, the only option left was Isabel. It was clear that if I just said that I would pray for him, he would launch the boat.

“I wanted to ask the Lady for her blessing before setting sail. If you don’t mind being rude, please.”

‘Bless this ship…’

“You want me to bless this old ship that won’t be surprised if it sinks at any time? I don’t like it because it seems pointless, but there’s nothing I can’t do for you.”

Is it because I prayed to God every day? Now, there was no resistance to such requests.

Standing on the bow, I folded my hands and closed my eyes, looking at the expectant gaze of several sailors. Then, the divinity within me naturally spreads out to the surroundings.

‘Great Lord.’

“The God of Gaeheojeop with voyeurism.”

As soon as the first word was spoken, a muttering sound reached my ears, but I smiled and ignored it.

Trying to explain that this isn’t strange will only deepen the misunderstanding due to the Mesugaki skill. Anyway, by the time the prayer is over, you will naturally know that the blessing was successful, so why bother making excuses?

‘I hope that peace reigns on the path we take today.’

“Please don’t let the cowards on board a ship that is just needlessly showy urinate. Please don’t let this old ship be in danger because of the shabby crew.”

…uh. Should I have just gone to the captain’s cabin and prayed without anyone knowing? As the noise around me grew louder, I paused for a moment, took a long breath, and continued praying again.

I hope that the atmosphere will change when this prayer ends.

*

Lucy Alln’s proposed trip to the archipelago began the day after she returned to her family.

There was nothing to prepare. Except for the luggage the group brought, Lucy had prepared everything in advance.

After sleeping for more than three hours for the first time in two weeks, they woke up in the morning and followed Lucy to the Artea estate.

Until then, Arthur had no idea that Lucy had ties to the Artea family. Since the Artea territory located on the coast is full of many skilled sailors, I just thought that they would have found a suitable boat there.

So Arthur was truly surprised to see Isabelle Artea come out in person and welcome Lucy.

The way she treated Lucy as if she were very happy made it difficult to see it as a simple friendship.

What on earth happened that made the owner of the Artea family so embarrassed by Lucy Aln?

Arthur glanced sideways at Isabelle, who was looking at Lucy with a sigh. I thought that if he was a group that knew a lot about the conflicts between nobles, he would know something.

At “. to? Ek?”

The moment he saw Joey forget what people were saying, Arthur shook his head. If Joey doesn’t know, something must have happened recently.

Well, it’s not a bad thing. If Isabel Artea personally gives you her ship, the journey to the archipelago will become easier.

When I arrive at the archipelago, I will have to follow Lucy Aln and finish two medium-sized dungeons a day, so anything I can do to relax until then would be welcome.

Arthur, who boarded the Artea family’s sailing ship, looked at Frey looking around with happy eyes, saying that it was his first time on a ship, and then turned his head to the side.

There was Joey, dying in real time.

“Were you seasick?”

“…Yes. And that’s really bad too.”

“It’s a big deal. There will be no time to rest after arriving at the archipelago.”

“Are you really trying to conquer all the dungeons within a week?”

“Joy. Don’t you know better than anyone else? Lucy Alln is not one to talk about impossible things.”

“Right…”

Perhaps the decision to eat two a day was made out of consideration for us. Lucy Alln’s common sense is somewhat different from that of others.

Even though Arthur was thinking this, he didn’t tell Joey. I felt like she would burst into tears if she found out about this frustration of escaping from hell and falling into another hell.

Arthur, who was about to enter the room and say something before the seasickness set in, stopped talking and looked away at the warmth he felt on the deck.

This energy is definitely similar to what the saint felt when she gave her blessing.

But it’s different. It feels warmer and more cozy than that. As if he was possessed by something, as soon as Arthur got up from his seat, the other two people followed him.

What they saw as they went out onto the deck was people staring blankly at the bow, forgetting that they had to clean up after departure.

Instead of reprimanding their subordinates, they were those who participated in their views.

It was the head of the Artea family, kneeling at the bow and shedding tears.

And it was Lucy Alln who continued to pray without wavering even while receiving everyone’s attention.

“…huh.”

Arthur looked up at her and let out a laugh. It wasn’t that I had nothing to say. There is so much to say that I just can’t sum it up in one word.

A warm divinity spreading around. Strong but humble attitude. A face that captivated even the apostles of the Arts Church. Tiny lips that move constantly and a voice like a spring breeze flowing from them.

“I hope that the trash in this place can preserve its life while being dragged around.”

And the tone of voice does not fit the awe-inspiring scenery at all.

Arthur, coming out of his amazement, looked up at Lucy Aln with a chuckle. If it weren’t for that damn tone, wouldn’t Lucy Alln have been able to follow in the footsteps of the saint and become a symbol of the church?

Just as Arthur was thinking about this and his mouth was curling up, Lucy Aln fell silent.

Then, the divinity that had spread throughout the sailboat seeped into the spaces between the sailboats, spreading warmth. The blessing delivered by Lucy Alln rested on the sailboat.

How could such an ungodly prayer have any real effect? The great Lord is merciful enough to embrace even such an arrogant girl.

Or maybe you prefer that type of Buddhist scripture. Arthur, who was giggling at the thought of having to hear a lot of criticism if he spoke out loud, suddenly remembered the countless discomforts he had felt from Lucy Aln in the past and froze.

if. if. Very if. What if the tone that comes out of Lucy Alln’s mouth has nothing to do with her will?

What if the Lord knows him and gives up his strength even after hearing Lucy Alln’s rudeness?

The idea that suddenly came to mind was a bit absurd, but even though Arthur knew him, he continued to think about it.

If that guy’s tone is unrelated to his temper, there are a lot of things that can be explained.

No matter who you put in front of, you have a sassy tone. Unlike noble steps suitable for divinity, it is a playful action.

In addition, many of Lucy Alln’s misdeeds can be explained with the word coercion.

Arthur, who realized this, looked blankly at Lucy, who was surrounded by sailors, including the head of the Artea family, and listening to their thanks.

“A moment.”

Then, I was startled by a voice coming from behind me and quickly turned my head. I didn’t feel any presence at all.

My senses became sharper as I went through hellish training at the Arn Knights, but even with that, it was impossible to catch him.

“Excuse me. 3 Your Majesty the Prince.”

The person who spoke to him was a man with a strong appearance. The man had an ignorant stature that no one would suspect was a sailor, but the voice that came out of his mouth was low and polite.

While Arthur was choosing what to say in the midst of an unacceptable gap, the man spoke politely.

“Please don’t tell me yet what you just noticed. My Lady has not yet gained an understanding.”

“…What?”

“It won’t take long, so just be patient until this is over.”

“What nonsense is that…”

Arthur tried to speak, but his words could not reach the sailor. Because the sailor lost strength in his body and fell as if he was collapsing.

When the sailor woke up again, Arthur interrogated him, but the sailor really knew nothing. Even the fact that Lucy Alln had blessed the ship.

As the ship with Lucy Alln’s blessing sailed toward the archipelago, Arthur chewed his lips in the overflowing cabin.

I don’t think the days spent on the island will be easy.