episode_0617

People believed that the warrior was a hero who led the civil war between the gods to victory.

He was praised as the savior who prevented the destruction of the continent, and as the savior who gave humans a future.

The warrior himself was reluctant to hear these words. Because he knew that the victory he achieved was only a reprieve from misfortune.

“I’ve been told that I’m a stupid and helpless person, but there’s a scene that even I, such a fool, can’t forget.”

“What is that?”

“People’s unhappiness.”

There was a time when a child would stuff his or her parents’ corpses into his or her mouth to survive.

There was a time when people couldn’t say no to people who cried out that they would rather die than live like this.

There was a real time when everyone was more familiar with death than life, and the only reason to continue living a miserable life was hopeless hope for the future.

The days when a warrior lived as a warrior were days filled with more despair than any other era in history.

“Once you experience a certain amount of misfortune, you get used to it, but I just couldn’t do that. I felt new about each person’s misfortune.”

Even though he knew it was a foolish thing to do, the warrior engraved everyone’s misfortune in his heart.

I held in my heart the despair they must have felt. And he smiled to give hope to others and raised his weapons to prevent such misfortune from happening again.

“The reason I became a warrior was to eliminate misfortune from this world. But I knew that what I did was only postponing misfortune, so how could I remain silent?”

“It’s foolish. Mr. Bingu.”

“I also heard this often, but you can’t change your nature.”

The courage of the warriors who proudly raised their weapons in the face of endless despair provided hope during the civil war, but things changed after the war ended.

Most of those who survived the long and terrible war wanted rest.

“There’s nothing wrong with them. The weird one is mine. The war has barely ended, but how foolish it is to move to prevent a disaster that will come hundreds of years later.”

The immediate reality was not good for thinking about the distant future.

The land that had gone through a long war was too barren to support life.

Most of the forests where fruit should bloom were burned down, animals that could be used as meat disappeared, and there was not even a shortage of young people to do the work.

In addition, in the process of going through a long war, various skills necessary for daily life, including farming and ranching, were put into practice, so the situation could not easily improve.

The biggest problem is that God has left the side of humans.

Those who were used to living with the gods could not get used to having no place to seek advice.

The war has ended, but the misfortunes of reality have not ended. For humans, life was still hell. In a situation like this, who would stand up for a distant future?

“Even so, there were people who shouted that they should follow my opinion because they are warriors, but I thought it would be a source of confusion. So I left people on my own feet. This is my stubbornness, so it’s right for me to find a way alone. After that.”

“I failed miserably, right?”

“…How do you do that?”

“You’re Mr. Bingu, who doesn’t have anything great other than being kind. If you focus too much on trivial matters, you won’t be able to get any closer to your goal.”

Just by listening to my grandfather’s story, it is difficult to imagine how epic his failure was.

How many failures must a person so full of positivity have to experience before he collapses like that?

In fact, the extinction of evil spirits is something for which there is no answer.

As long as concepts exist in this world, they will not disappear.

The only solution is to take away the position like Erginus did, but if a half-baby takes over the position, he will only become the same evil god as he is tainted by the malevolence of the concept.

…Now that you think about it, the best way to defeat the evil spirit is to keep the seal as it is now, right? I feel like doing useless things will only make things worse.

“Mmm. I failed a lot, just as you thought. I also caused trouble to my colleagues. I thought that one day my existence could be replaced by taking on divine power, but that was not something the human spirit could endure! Something big almost happened!”

When you say something big will happen, does that mean you tried?

If I had done that wrong, I would have been crushed by the Godhead!

ah! It’s that time! I went half crazy and came to see my grandfather!

He must have done something strange while unable to escape the influence of Godhead!

I thought I was in despair after failing, but is it just that I have a mental problem?

If this is the case, then what’s the point of worrying about grandpa? It was just a misunderstanding!

“Erginus said that if humans couldn’t endure it, why not make something that even the divine power could endure? Easy to say, but how could that be possible?”

“Is it possible?”

“…Is that really true?”

“It’s too much for a virgin, but it’s true.”

“That can’t be possible? Erginus himself tried the experiment and decided that it was impossible.”

Although he was a warrior who had never shown much excitement until now, he seemed shocked by the fact that he had taken over the throne of a god.

It can be embarrassing when something you thought was impossible and gave up on actually turns out to be a reality.

hmm. But isn’t that close to a coincidence? The person concerned said that it would have been difficult if he had not shared the burden of being a god with the Fairy Queen.

“Indeed. The Fairy Queen is infinitely close to divine status. If Erginus’ spirit and his soul merge, it wouldn’t be surprising if a miracle occurred.”

When I told him this, the hero was easily convinced, as if his embarrassment just now had been a lie.

“By the way, are you Erginus and the Fairy Queen? When we meet in the future, please congratulate me.”

He even said that it was a shame that he couldn’t go in person and asked for a grand celebration, and shed tears, saying that he was glad that Erginus’ wish had come true in this way.

“Keuhum. Anyway, I was thinking about various methods, but the conclusion I reached at the end was no different from the beginning. The best is to leave the evil spirit sealed. As long as the seal is not broken, there is no method as safe as this.”

“You really have a pure brain? Do some thinking. Where is the unbreakable seal?”

“I agree with that. No matter how powerful magic is, it is powerless in the face of time. There is no seal that cannot be broken forever. Then what should I do? After much thought and deliberation, the answer I came up with was that it would work if the undying spirit were sealed.”

It was difficult to understand what the warrior was saying. This person chose to be sealed himself. He decided to do his duty even if it meant being alone for hundreds of years.

“What I am protecting here is the center of the evil god Agra. Even if all the other evil spirits are awakened, if only Agra, their center, is not revived, a disaster like that will not occur.”

It is impossible to prevent all disasters, but as I look at the smiling warrior, saying that it is only right to do what one can, confusion rather than admiration fills my heart.

Even if you are a warrior, enduring long periods of time alone is not enjoyable. He is an outgoing, generous person who cares for those around him.

As long as there is a place to study magic, I probably won’t be as peaceful in loneliness as the good Erginus.

Nevertheless, the reason he admits loneliness is probably because he believes it is something he has to do.

“The dungeon you broke through is actually a trap designed by the great god and Erginus in cooperation. They say that if you can steal a lot of power from the Seal of Agra, you can create such a bizarre dungeon.”

“…Are you idiots? They’re saying that if the idiot here wakes up, he’ll create a dungeon like that.”

“That’s right too. There is one more reason to protect the seal.”

“No.”

“What. Wouldn’t it be okay if there were people like you who conquer this dungeon?”

I think about this while listening to the hero’s words.

I admit that the ending this person chose has its own nobility.

I also know that his sacrifice makes this world a safer place.

However, I cannot approve of the hero’s actions.

reason? You can give it to me if you ask me.

A peace achieved through the sacrifice of one person is an unstable peace that will end with one person falling apart. Or something.

It’s not right to make misfortune the price.

There might be another way.

But these are all just lame excuses.

The reason I glare at the hero’s smile is because I personally don’t like heroes who act proud.

“Thanks to talking with you, I gained the strength to endure for another 500 years. Thank you for joining me in a boring story about an old person.”

Warriors are also human. There must be countless emotions piled up in your heart right now. And there will be more negatives than positives.

However, the fact that he smiles without complaining is not much different from the way he laughed while working as a warrior.

You’re acting strong to reassure me.

Rude and adult-oriented.

As I was thinking about how to take down that mask, at some point the warrior decisively cut off the conversation with a smile.

“Don’t you still have a lot of work to do? You shouldn’t waste your time on someone who is like a ghost.”

The words spoken after him were a firm congratulatory message.

“Who cares how I spend my time? Is it because you care? Mr. Bingu was also an animal?”

I deliberately scratched it slightly, but the warrior’s smile did not waver.

“For your information, the things you saw at the end of the dungeons were your inner voice. I don’t know what you saw, but I hope the advice from within helps you.”

I tried to say I would stay a little longer, but before I could, my body became a little blurry. The owner of this space is a warrior, so I am being pushed out.

“Say hello to the guys living in your armor. ah. And I put some of my power inside the weapon, so check that too.”

I felt irritated as I watched the warrior waving his hand as if sending off a child leaving his hometown.

Why do you come and go as you please!

I’ll do whatever I want!

It’s arrogant for someone like a loser to reject me when I sympathize with them at best!

hey! You gave me a crap! You called me here! Isn’t there something you want to do?!

Speak quickly! right now!

I want to punch that smiling face as if something happened!

– Tiring.

As soon as I shout out a command, a blue window appears in front of me along with a familiar notification sound.

And what was written there was something I really liked.

[Give the hero a shot.]

My body, which had become blurry, regains its shape again, and a richer divinity than ever surrounds my body.

Key! You are finally doing something worthy of a god! This is how it feels to pray!

“Lord. Why do you.”

“Well♡ I guess I want to kick out the adults who are afraid of the outside world♡”

This is Mesgaki-style counseling. Please express your true feelings along with your anger.

True education? If you can, try it.

Oh my gosh~