I’m Not That Kind of Talent - Chapter 345

345. Perfect Ending (2)

“If it’s Cruel Hart, he too will have to be reincarnated.”

“Ah….”

“He accumulated a lot of karma while alive, and even after death, he accumulated karma by interfering with royalties.”

Normally, he wouldn’t be able to afford to pay royalties due to the pain, but he really just watched his younger brother steadfastly. He even appropriately and cleverly accumulated karma to the point where his younger brother would not be reincarnated until the end of his life. It was the result of calculation that the more karma accrued, the more the strings would be pulled.

If you look at this, it seems like you have a good mind, but why do you use it to accumulate losses for yourself?

“…why.”

“…?”

A faintly trembling voice pulled me out of my thoughts of death.

At the end of my reflexive gaze, I reach a contemplative Deon Hart. Death, who stayed still for a moment to understand what was being asked, interpreted the question in his own way, then tilted his head as if he truly did not understand.

“You can tell just by looking at Cruel Hart that he entered the seat where only those who made notable contributions during the Eight Year War sat.”

“….”

“And the Duke usually gave him orders to kill someone.”

As the words of death continued, Deon’s complexion, which made me wonder if things could get worse, became more and more tragic.

Death spoke as if driving a wedge into his despair, looking at his face whose blood had drained to the point where anyone would have thought he had been stabbed.

“The sins accumulated by those who did not participate in the war to enter that position, and the sins accumulated while under the duke’s control. Isn’t it to be expected that the scale will not be small enough to escape the standards of criminals after death? They even interfered with the royalties there…”

“…No.”

Finally, a dry, urgent voice burst out. It had to be that way. Because this is not simply Cruel Hartmann’s fault.

Why did he want to become an official hero? What was the reason for committing a crime by staying under the duke, and what was the reason for meddling in royalties and accumulating karma even after death?

“These are all sins committed because of me…”

Isn’t it all because of Deonhardt?

As always, this time too, I am the culprit. In the end, his sin came from me.

“Why… why does my brother have to be punished?”

“….”

Cruel Hart should enjoy a peaceful afterlife. Even when I was alive, I was not happy because of myself, so it makes no sense to say that I should be unhappy even when I die.

Deon almost hung on to the hem of Death’s robe. It seemed as if he had completely forgotten the fear that any living being would feel, and his eyes, which dared to meet death’s gaze, were filled with earnestness and shook as if they would break.

“Is there any way for me to get that instead?”

“….”

“You sinned because of me in the first place. There must be some way. yes?”

I’ll pay anything, please.

The earnest voice seemed to gradually fade away, but then suddenly stopped, and the red eyes that had been persistently looking into each other’s eyes suddenly fell downward. Death, who had been watching Deon Hart with a strange look since he grabbed the hem of his clothes, narrowed his eyes.

A slow answer came out.

“…There is definitely a way.”

“!”

“Originally, my role is only to take a life and I have no control over what happens after that, but… if there is someone who voluntarily comes forward and says they will pay for their sins.”

It is quite possible to use that level of trickery.

“It will be okay if you take his karma instead.”

“then…!”

“but.”

I’m not finished talking yet. It silenced a foolish person who was trying to make a decision right away without even thinking about it.

“This isn’t just something you do, it’s a transaction. “The price will be high.”

“It doesn’t matter what you ask for, as long as it’s what I have.”

“If that’s the case.”

Even after hearing this, will people be willing to call for a deal?

“I guess you can give me your eyes.”

“…what?”

“Both eyes, of course.”

“Uh…”

Deon made a dumbfounded expression. It was not a negative or hesitant reaction. In fact, it was quite the opposite.

What can I say, it costs more than I thought…

“That’s all?”

Because it’s so light.

The body is going to die anyway. It wouldn’t mean much if I lost my eyes here.

‘It’s so profitable that it’s suspicious.’

When I think about my sins, if my brother’s karma is added to the karma I have accumulated so far, there is a possibility that my soul will be broken and I will avoid my sins. Of course, it doesn’t really matter if that’s not the case.

There is no need to worry any more. Deon smiled and answered readily.

“I’ll give.”

“…I’m saying this specifically because you are the person who made me appear in this world.”

Death, looking at him silently, opened his mouth.

“I would advise you not to forget that I mentioned your reincarnation a moment ago.”

“…?”

“If you think about the sins you have committed so far, your soul should be broken as soon as you die. Do you know why I told you about your afterlife and reincarnation?”

…I don’t know anything else, but I do know that there is a next life.

I had committed an unprecedented act that made me wonder if I could commit a crime worse than reincarnation, but it was reincarnation… Deon’s head tilted in doubt.

The explanation of death continued as if to answer a question.

“In essence, your choice can be said to be a wise choice. Anyway, you will be crushed by the weight of karma and disappear as soon as you die. “It wouldn’t have been noticeable whether he gave his eyes in exchange for a deal or blamed someone else’s sins.”

“….”

“But that’s only on the premise that you don’t curse yourself.”

“ah.”

Deon, who noticed what was going on, stopped laughing.

It is said that the duke who cursed the other person’s soul, which was broken by the reaction, was bound and reincarnated.

An unintentional curse to oneself. If the ‘reaction’ is that much, what about Deon Hardt’s soul, who is cursing himself with all his might?

“Not even the murderer who killed a hundred, the hero who killed a thousand, or the monarch who ordered the killing of ten thousand are cursed so severely. This is because it is the last line of defense of the soul that instinctively wants to protect itself. But your soul went beyond giving up its defenses and aimed a curse at itself.”

“….”

There was something the shaman I met again said before.

I told you to stop cursing yourself. He said that he was suffering from a lot of karma and curses, big and small, and what if the soul that was supposed to protect him attacked him again? He advised that if he wanted to slow down the blood flow even a little, he should stop doing that first.

‘Of course I didn’t quit.’

Deon looked at Death, who was finishing his explanation with calm eyes, as if he was listening to someone else’s story.

“—The scale is enough to entangle your soul, which should be broken, so it is likely that your curse will bind your broken soul and allow it to live in the next life.”

“…So what do you want to say?”

“For you now, this deal is foolish.”

“I said I definitely didn’t care.”

How many times do I have to say this for them to understand? When will I understand that no matter what I say, my decision will not change.

Deon Hardt has long since given up on himself. If I hadn’t abandoned myself in the first place, I wouldn’t have been cursing myself.

Death frowned slightly at the answer without hesitation.

“…Do you know what it means to trade body parts with death when there is a next life?”

“Doesn’t this mean that I will have to live with the loss of that body part in my next life as well?”

“It’s not just ‘next life.’ This means that you will have to live without knowing how many lives you will have in the future without losing the body you traded with death. “You can be born without something from the beginning, or you can be lucky and be born with something, but even if it’s the latter, you will eventually lose it when your time to live is much longer than the time you have lived.”

This means that you will lose it when you are relatively young. It would be quite painful to live the rest of your long life with that part of your body missing.

“If you are being reincarnated to get rid of karma that will even break your soul, your life must be the worst. “Even the world doesn’t look upon you favorably, so it must be a terrible life.”

“….”

I feel like they are trying to encourage me to make a careful choice by providing as much honest information as possible, perhaps as a favor and consideration for the person who brought me to life.

Perhaps that was why, given time to think, Deon suddenly remembered the words he had said to the heads of each country right before the final battle with the heroes to destroy the human world.

[You just touched the wrong person.]

Yes, you touched the wrong person. You shouldn’t have gotten involved with me in the first place, I was just unlucky.

In that sense, Cruel Hart, who had been tied to Deon Hart since birth, was truly unlucky. therefore.

“…Kruel sacrificed his life, which he could have lived longer, for people like me. He died before reaching his thirties. “Even the life I’ve lived so far has not been normal because of me, but now I’m in a situation where I’m willing to spend my life, ‘I’m going to die anyway,’ for my brother.”

“….”

“So, simply considering the current life is not balanced.”

It is unfair in anyone’s eyes to give up your life and life, and to give up your life and body that will die anyway.

Deon grinned at silent death.

“Wouldn’t it be nice to add some weight to the welfare of this side?”

“…you will definitely regret it.”

“It’s nothing new.”

“….”

Death was silent in front of his unwavering smile. The words that came out after silence and silence revealed acceptance of the transaction, but also contained a slightly different topic.

“…If that is your will, I will accept it, but before that, I want to say this.”

Honestly, I was surprised. It may come from pure admiration for the unwavering will, or it may come from the bitterness felt by someone who ultimately made a foolish choice.

However, it is worth acknowledging that neither party showed any wavering or hesitation even once. Death, determined to respect the will of the human in front of him, decided to show a little mercy.

…There is nothing more painful than living while cursing yourself.

“How about stopping the curse and resting for a little while before you die?”

“….”

“Now might be the only time to rest for a while.”

Despite his consideration, Deon did not obey.

“I was just wondering what you were going to say.”

Useless consideration. A faint sneer appeared on his lips.

The red eyes look straight into the eyes of death and then curve into an arc. Deon said with a smile.

I don’t think you know how much I despise myself.

“I’ll tell you out loud. I curse myself.”

“okay. So….”

“I hope that the path I walk is a thorny path, and I desperately pray that happiness will not be ignored even when I die.”

“….”

“Would it be easy to understand if I said that I am cursing myself by giving up all the time I have lived and my soon-to-be-crumbled soul, being weighed down day by day by the terrible reality that living without being able to escape from death is not living?”

Every time the mokuldae rings, the blood up to the bottom of the chin vibrates along with it.

Is this curse the Duke’s curse or my curse? In fact, the Duke probably didn’t have to curse me then. Even if I didn’t have to, I would have ended up in the same situation as I am now.

…Like damned Deon Hart.