episode_0496

“···Is that your son?”

“No.”

“You said he was your son?”

“It’s just something I said.”

Shir frowns.

I guess he thought I was crazy.

“Why? Why on earth was there a need for that?”

“To protect my innocence.”

“Where is the innocence of childhood in a man in his 40s?”

“There are some people who have that as their driving force in life.”

Jemmy Drucker is a person who rose to the position of leader by even murdering for me.

However, this has crossed a line.

“So what are you going to do now?”

“First, let’s think while eating something delicious.”

Shir had an expression that said he was leaving everything to me.

‘I’m not sure because I haven’t stopped by Benji’s either.’

“I also watched the play. Participate in festivals too. Let’s buy souvenirs too.”

“And?”

“Romaria is a country especially famous for its gastronomy. There are a lot of delicious things.”

“And?”

“Let’s go to the glass garden. From there, you can smell the flowers that grow all over Pangea.”

“And?”

“Let’s go out on a ferry at night. Floating on water filled with flower petals and watching fireworks explode.”

“And?”

A careless answer steals my attention.

Shir is looking up at me with a grin.

‘···Such a slutty bitch.’

“I guess I should find an inn with thorough soundproofing.”

Only then did Shir close his mouth as if he was satisfied.

* * * * * *

Seven days have already passed.

There is no satisfaction in sexual desire.

There are just limitations due to external factors.

Everyone is like that.

Shir was also in that category.

Moreover, thanks to me, I have been abstinent for most of the past 20 years.

‘They say a thief who learns late doesn’t know that he is a thief.’

Even newlyweds don’t live like this.

“···I have to go now.”

“Already?”

“Not already.”

I quickly washed my body in the bathtub.

There was a lot to do today.

After soaking in the bath, Shir relaxed and looked at me.

“You seem to have changed a lot.”

“What?”

“After dying and coming back to life, did he become a little more kind? I feel like I have some empathy.”

“Me?”

Was there no empathy for me?

“Yes. He seemed like a really dangerous man before he died.”

“I told you, right? He said he was suffering from a disease that made it impossible to read facial expressions.”

I had no choice but to be different from then.

Because I couldn’t truly communicate with others.

Stagnant water is bound to rot. As the brain degenerates.

“I read other people’s minds, and in return I was able to understand but no longer empathize. The accident itself…”

─I ended up turning into a servant.

‘I see.’

I think I have some idea of the gap between the servants and us.

“Are you really going to call a servant? For something like this?”

“If you have to call me.”

“You are really crazy.”

“He said he would help me, so I should get help.”

After drying Shir’s head cleanly with a towel, I wiped the moisture off my body.

‘It would be nice if things worked out well…’

It was after breakfast that I left the inn with Shir.

“That’s strange. There are so many fish, but why are they so expensive?”

“Originally, this river was a paradise for mermaids. So the fish that live in that water also belong to the mermaid.”

Mermaids sat by the water’s edge and sold fish to merchants for money.

The price per animal is 100 solidus.

There are five silver coins per fish.

The mermaids use that money to sit on the platform and eat meat.

It was a very strange sight.

As expected, people from the sea seem to like meat, and people from the land like seafood.

“And the fish that live here are the same species as the drill fish that fell from Sky Lake.”

“It lives in the sky.”

“It was a gift from Neptune. Try growing it.”

When I opened the inn door and went out.

Our attention was drawn to a man feeding rice to a borer fish.

He greeted us with a warm smile.

“Father, I’ve been waiting for you!”

I got chills.

The mistakes from a week ago hit me hard like a sharp wind.

“···That was my mistake. Please be as comfortable as before.”

Jemmy Drucker smiles brightly and opens the carriage door.

“I may have forgotten my father, but shouldn’t I do my duty?”

It looks like I made a mistake that I should never back down from.

After getting on the carriage, I had to explain reincarnation for a long time.

People say that things like relatives are irrelevant to people who have been reborn, or that they are reluctant to do so.

I think I understand.

“The agents are waiting for you.”

Although that doesn’t seem to have broken Jammy Drucker’s spirit.

“Do the agents know me?”

“Yes. 10 years ago, when I was persuading Daebang, I revealed the identity of the saint.”

Shir leans his head towards me and closes his eyes, as if he doesn’t care about other people’s gaze.

“Sihyeon.”

“Huh?”

“Immortals are lurking around.”

Jemmy Drucker’s expression did not change.

He was just looking at Shir as if he was curious.

‘I said it in Korean.’

The reason Shir is so bold about saying this means that this guy is an immortal that Shir doesn’t know about.

“Okay. Once this is over, let’s go eat.”

I have no weapons.

I’m confident I could break off the head of even an immortal with my bare hands, but that’s unlikely.

“Is there a restaurant around here that serves good food?”

“I know Benji’s restaurant well. Is there any food you would like to eat?”

The idea was to keep an air gun with you.

I thought there wouldn’t be much use of weapons anymore…

“What do you want to eat?”

“Acrid… smells like explosives.”

Shir’s sense of smell and hearing exceeds the normal level.

I don’t know where they got the information from, but they seem to have made up their minds.

“Fish? Do you want to eat drilled fish again?”

“It’s quite a lot. So much so that it can blow up everything around it. It’s towards the underground waterway.”

Underground water?

···.

Are you planning on blowing it up underground?

Golden Road?

“I’ll take care of it.”

“···Are you okay alone?”

“Of course. This is why I followed you.”

Shir smiles brightly and stands up.

Shake!

The hand was already pushing open the carriage door.

“I’ll be back soon.”

“Okay.”

Shir lightly jumped out of the carriage.

“Damn, coachman!”

“It’s okay.”

Jemmy Drucker’s eyes followed Shir, who was running faster than Terup.

“···What on earth is going on?”

“It looks like Immortal found me.”

The carriage stops.

Soon the soundproof window opened and the coachman stuck his head in.

“Why are you doing that?”

“···No. I’m sorry.”

Did they realize that there was one less person?

The coachman glances at the seats, tilts his head and closes the window.

The third party’s interference awkwardly cut off the luck, and the sound of the carriage wheels rolling slightly blurred the quiet and awkward atmosphere.

“Are you being chased by an Immortal?”

“Yes. This is a record that proves my shameful life.”

“···Is something dangerous happening?”

“You don’t have to worry. Don’t you know who the person who ran out just now is?”

“Oh, I know, but…”

─I now believe in Shir.

So there was nothing good about this story being prolonged.

“Have you consulted with the acting officials?”

“···Yes. Everyone treated me like a psychopath.”

I feel uncomfortable.

Who dares disgrace my son?

“We need to get those people out of their minds.”

“You don’t have to do that.”

Jemmy Drucker begged and tried to dissuade me, but my mind had been made up a long time ago.

How far did the carriage go like that?

Trigger!

The soundproof glass opened and the coachman’s face was revealed.

“Arrived. 20Soliduce.”

Jemmy Drucker hands a silver coin to the coachman through the soundproof glass.

“Good morning. Daebang.”

“Good morning.”

The guards bow to Jemmy Drucker.

Just like yesterday, the merchants were waiting for their turn with number cards in their hands, and like the miracle of the Red Sea, everyone backed off to make way for them.

The receptionist, who was looking at me as if she were evaluating me, immediately looked away and pretended not to see me as soon as she made eye contact with me.

‘I don’t really like this kind of thing.’

Doesn’t it feel like I’m bullying you?

“Please come in.”

Jemmy Drucker, walking ahead, pushes open the large swing door and waits for me to enter.

Are you saying there are a lot of agents out there that I need to convince?

I walked into the opened door.

The first faces I saw were familiar people.

A hosot named Isaac, Laoria the Black Lion, and Steri, who sold me wood when they settled in Bangora.

It seemed like everyone had forgotten about me…

“Gong…?”

It’s not Stery.

I gave her a light wave.

“Long time no see.”

Steri burst out laughing and shook his head.

Laoria and Isaac had their eyes wide open.

“···Are you a saint?”

“Where is the saint?”

As I said, the eyes of the agents looking at me were full of distrust.

“Coming soon. Did you distribute the drill fish eggs to these people?”

“I tried to treat you well when you came.”

Jemmy Drucker slowly walks forward and hands out sealed dessert bowls and spoons from the center of the table to everyone.

“Open it.”

Rattling─

The tightly sealed eggs of the borer fish were revealed.

“······!”

As soon as Hosottna Terub opened the lid, he let out a groan and subtly glanced between me and Jemmy Drucker.

“You can eat it.”

When permission is given, the sub-servants, who have a good sense of smell, put the fish eggs into their mouths without hesitation.

However, Daehaengsu, who had a poor sense of smell, did not even touch the fish eggs.

“These are the eggs of the drill fish raised by Neptune.”

“···Why are you giving me this?”

“Isn’t it drugged?”

“No. Because I don’t want to call a servant.”

“I heard you can call me?”

“That doesn’t mean you can’t sing, right?”

The agents search me without changing their expressions.

The moment you said that, you fell into my trap!

“Servants are reluctant to be directly involved in the secular world.”

“We do not love just one flower among the countless flowers growing in our flower beds. I love the disheveled flower beds throughout the flower bed.”

“Their actions are for the flower bed, not for a single flower.”

“Does anyone know even a single tradition of a servant appearing before those who are not blessed and getting involved in the secular world?”

One of the agents spoke up.

“Didn’t Neptune predict the royal family of Romaria?”

“It is not a divination. In his own words, he called me and treated me to a meal.”

“How do you know that?”

“Because I asked.”

“Hot!”

Steri burst out laughing.

I kept my mouth shut as the attention of the agents poured in.

The Mercenary King was looking at me quietly from across from me.

“We had a meal together and he became the king of Romaria.”

It’s a lie.

James, the man who founded Lomaria, was an Earthling like me.

A foolish Earthling who wanted to ride his son to Kraxmara.

And former Dantalian’s agent.

“The moment a servant intervenes with a human, the servant is observed and the fact is recorded.”

“The servant is aware of that fact.”

“You can call them, but they won’t take pleasure in it.”

The eyes of one of the agents narrow.

“Then yes. How dare an impious man sell a servant?!”

“You should say something that makes sense in the first place!”

“Wasn’t it you who said you would call a servant in the first place?!”

Not only that, but most of the acting heads are dissatisfied with this.

It was a quite welcoming tone.

“Then, I would like to ask you two questions first.”

I looked at the deputy chief who spoke first.

“If I call a servant, would you please join me in this plan to reform Pangea?”

“I will do it.”

“I will do it too.”

···Mercenary King.

That person knows my identity better than anything else.

It was the same with Isaac.

“Thank you.”

It was a time when at least one hand was needed.

From railroad construction to people who will protect the train from bandits who will target the railroad.

But other than the two, no one opened their mouths.

“Silence is accepted as positivity.”

Now, the main dish.

“Second, who should we hire as a notary?”

No one could answer.

It was clear that just saying it out loud was considered blasphemous.

Witness the existence of God, see his will, and witness the fact that God does not favor you.

“You may be expecting your name to be called. Because it’s a fun pastime.”

I looked through the agents.

“They may get angry, but they are not narrow-minded. I’m sure you will forgive me.”

I smiled and glanced at them casually.

“Welcome.”

“····If possible, Neptune would be better. Because you are in the closest place.”

“Okay. That would be good.”

When one deputy holds the gun, the rest rush in, saying it is right.

“Of course.”

I looked out the window at the Sky Lake and opened my mouth.

“Neptune. Your devout believers want to see you.”