I’m Not That Kind of Talent - Chapter 196

196. For the person who left (2)

[…Do you mean Remember?]

[Yes, the note the duke gave me said ‘Remember’.] To be

exact, it had the duke’s seal and Remember’s name and signature written on it. there was.

Ardal looked at the note Elpidius held out and lowered his head. One of the talents brought directly by the former emperor Edoardo Desert, he chose to serve the ‘current empire’, unlike Nemeseus, who died following the emperor. Because in the first place, he served the empire, not the emperor.

So, I bow my head to the ‘current empire’ in front of me and reply politely.

[I will follow your orders.]

As long as Elpidius does not make a decision that is harmful to the empire, Chancellor Ardal will follow him unwaveringly as a subject, as he has done so far.

***

Deon Hart returned to the Demon World.

Even though he made a great contribution by killing the emperor, among other things, there was no warm welcome. Because the person who should be praised said with his red eyes shining fiercely that he did not like making noise.

After dispersing the general demon soldiers at the entrance, Deon passed the people quietly glancing at him and arrived at the inner castle. He ordered even the 0th Legion to disperse and entered the building.

Ben, who had been quietly following behind, checked the direction and tilted his head.

“I’m sorry, but that’s not where the Demon King is.”

“You mean the devil? “I’m going to my room?”

“yes? “What do you mean…without even reporting?”

“Yeah, I’m tired.”

This means that I will rest right away without even seeing the devil.

What if you end up incurring the devil’s wrath? Deon, who was walking calmly, leaving behind the fidgeting Ben, narrowed his eyes when he spotted someone standing in the middle of the hallway. Because the light was backlit, his face was in shadow, but as he became a warrior and his eyesight improved, it was not difficult for him to identify his opponent.

In the first place, there were only a few demons that would stand proudly blocking the middle of the hallway as if waiting for someone, so even if they were in their original state, they would have figured it out right away.

“…Ed.”

“Your place…”

Ed stopped when he inadvertently looked at Deon’s face at the familiar call.

“…Onnim.”

“It looks like they’re here to meet you again. “I would have said there was no need for that.”

“As a lieutenant, this is a natural… behavior. But…”

He comes creakingly and stretches out his hand. As if he belatedly realized that it was a rude action, he quickly became shocked and took it again. A somewhat mesmerized voice stuttered and asked.

“Could it be… that you have become a hero?”

“Well, that’s right.”

“I see… I heard the news of the birth of a hero, but I never thought it would be Deon…”

Was that that shocking?

Just as a question appeared in Deon’s eyes, Ed, who quickly recovered his thoughts like a capable adjutant, bowed his head with a light smile.

“Congratulations. I heard that you made a big contribution this time, and only good things are happening one after another.”

“It’s a good thing…”

The demons might see it that way.

Deon chuckled and took off again, having stopped for a moment. After checking the direction he was going, Ed belatedly expressed his doubts.

“Are you going to your room?”

“okay.”

“I heard you just arrived… but have you met the Demon King? Quick….”

“I haven’t met you.”

That damn devil.

Even though I wasn’t able to sleep, and the people I killed this time were all people whose faces I knew, I spent more mental power than usual, so my nerves were on edge, but I wonder why they’re making such a fuss.

A sharp voice suddenly came out. Ed’s expression was perplexed.

“yes?”

“I said we didn’t meet. “I’m tired, so I’m going to get some rest first.”

“Ah…”

I didn’t pay attention to the change in tone again because it wasn’t anything new. What Ed cared about was none other than content.

It’s not like nothing special happened, and I even killed the Emperor, the biggest enemy of the Awakening of Heroes, and I’m going to rest right away without even seeing the Demon King’s face. Is it really okay for me to do this? If it weren’t during the war or if he was seriously injured, he would understand to some extent… The situation is during a war where every piece of information is precious and the speed of delivery is important, and Deonhardt is just tired and uninjured.

“…under.”

Deon, who read the hesitation on Ed’s face, passed him with an annoyed look on his face. Ed called from behind, ‘Master Deon?’, but there was no answer.

I walked and walked until I reached the door and opened it without hesitation. Of course, contrary to what I thought there would be no one, there were passengers inside.

…No, I should say workers, not guests.

Dan, who appears to be changing the water in a vase by the window and is holding a vase and a still vivid flower in both hands, sees Deon and quickly finishes before approaching him. A voice that was no different from usual called to him calmly.

“master.”

“What I asked you to do… seems to have been done well.”

I noticed it from its seemingly innocuous attitude, but when I saw it in person, it felt different again.

Red eyes were fixed on the wooden box placed on the desk. Dan followed his gaze and smiled as if he was saying something new.

“You are stating the obvious.”

“….”

There was no answer. You probably won’t even hear it.

Although his expression was completely emotionless, Dan seemed to know what he was feeling, so he clicked his tongue softly and spoke.

“Then I’ll just leave. “You look tired. Please rest well.”

Dan walked away without notice and the door closed with a click.

Only after being left alone in a quiet space without a single sign of presence did Deon take the steps he had been taking. Slow, hesitant steps slowly approached the wooden box.

I placed my hand on the lid and took a deep breath.

‘I need to check.’

We need to check if it was really moved without any damage.

But he didn’t have the confidence to see his brother’s head again… Deon, who hesitated several times while just placing his hand on it, soon bit his lip and opened the lid.

Because it is not putrid, the clear smell of blood stings the tip of my nose. The red eyes, which were momentarily shaken, regained their composure and carefully examined the interior.

“…First of all, the part visible from this angle… looks good…”

I don’t have the confidence to hold up and examine the invisible part myself. However, I can’t leave it to someone else.

I repeatedly reached into the box and pulled it back, but eventually gave up and closed the lid.

For a moment, something passed over my extremely calm face. It clearly had the appearance of endless, falling despair.

“…brother.”

It’s just because I’m tired.

Because I couldn’t sleep, because I was going through so many things at once and couldn’t rest. So, in other words, because I am out of my mind.

“I’m suffocating.”

Complaints that were never allowed to me came out of my mouth.

He slowly raised his hand and placed it on his neck, scratching it as if he was grasping it. Five red lines appear like a trace where the fingernail passed, but soon disappear without a trace due to excellent recovery power. There was blood in some parts of the dog, but Deon didn’t notice.

I came to my senses thanks to the hot pain that followed me one step later.

“…under.”

You’re crazy.

What could be more shameless and ridiculous than the perpetrator complaining to the victim?

I should have taken medicine before this happened. I couldn’t even touch the van because it was stuck the whole way, so it looks like this is what happened in the end. He quickly dug into his pocket, took out a cigarette, lit it, and took a deep inhale.

Although it is called cigarettes for convenience, it is ultimately a drug. The effect was fast.

“It’s better now.”

The feeling of being stuck together like one body and strangling one’s breath disappears with the help of the medicine. Thanks to you, I regained my composure.

As soon as he can feel the effects of the medicine, Deon stubs his cigarette on his thigh and hurries over to sit down on the sofa, holding the box in his arms. I held the wooden box tightly with both hands, tilted my head back, and closed my eyes…

– I welcomed the sleep I had put off for so long, rushing in like a tidal wave.

***

I was being hugged by someone in a dark space without a single light.

His arms are firm with a strong will, as if he will protect me from something, but his arms are actually shaking slightly. The moment I felt this, I knew it instinctively.

No matter what he does, I will eventually be exposed to that unknown danger.

He also knows that it is impossible to protect me. And yet, you are curled up so desperately, trapping me in your arms.

“who…?”

A question suddenly came out of my mouth.

As far as I know, there is no one in this world who would care for me this much, so who are you?

“….”

“I’m a little frustrated….”

I writhed in frustration, not only because I didn’t even understand why I was doing this, let alone who it was. Because the other person didn’t let go, I couldn’t escape, so I barely managed to lift my head and rest my chin on his shoulder, and I was able to breathe easier than before.

I tried to turn my head to look at his face, but he pressed the back of my head so hard that I had to look over his shoulder.

Thanks to you, I was able to see it.

“…What is that?”

Black liquid pours in from all directions.

They move around as if they have a will, occasionally standing up as if they are trying to form something, or joining together to form a tsunami. They were clearly coming this way with bad intentions.

At first glance, it appears to be a disaster that cannot be resisted. Is this person holding me right now really trying to protect me from that? Even though you knew it was impossible before you even stretched out your hand to protect it?

Even still, he is not giving up. As I was rolling my eyes wondering who this person really was, he opened his mouth.

“…─.”

“huh?”

“──.”

“what?”

“—What kind of crime are you guilty of?…”

It wasn’t a word addressed to me, it was a meaningless muttering aimed at the empty space.

“You say this young, weak child is guilty of something…”

Young? Are you weak?

Even before my feelings of absurdity rose, the fact that I intuitively realized brought other feelings to the surface.

Shock, longing, guilt. And… fear.

‘no way.’

I think I know his identity.

I unconsciously opened my mouth, but suddenly the words that were coming out just a moment ago suddenly stopped coming out, as if they were blocked by a stone. But you have to say it just to be sure. I forced my neck.

I need to call him.

“…brother?”

“….”

The other person paused.

White light exploded.

***

“Gasp!”

Deon trembled violently and opened his eyes. He obviously fell asleep while sitting, but I don’t know when he was lying down, but he was curled up on his side on the sofa.

I couldn’t understand the situation, so I blinked slowly. Just like it did one day, the quiet view of the room comes into view. It was only when Deon realized the presence of a wooden box in his arms that he realized this was real.

Then, that was a little while ago.

“…It’s a dream.”

Apparently, since I was kicked out of the nightmare before, at least I haven’t had a nightmare in this room.

After taking a moment to catch my breath, I put the box down on the sofa and stepped on the floor. Suddenly, I felt a different unpleasant sensation than before, so I lowered my gaze.

“What… blood is this?”

No matter how you look at it, it looks like blood. Is there any chance of blood pooling in this room? I reflexively looked at the wooden box next to me, but there was no trace of blood leaking.

To get a closer look, I bent down and felt the blood pooling at my feet. The thick bloody smell becomes more vivid and a slimy sensation is felt at the fingertips. However, when I straightened my back and checked, there was nothing on my hands.

Even though I’ve clearly never cleaned it somewhere.

‘…ah.’

I think I know what it is.

The blood pooling precisely at my feet. Clean hands that have clearly been touched, but without even a trace of blood.

After rubbing my fingertips, I lowered my gaze again and took a step forward. I stepped on a place that clearly wasn’t filled with blood, but a puddle formed there and I felt the wet sensation again.

“It’s a hallucination…”