Is It Bad That the Main Character’s a Roleplayer? - Chapter 132

◈Episode 132 That’s Enough (7)

“I don’t know if you heard, but I was given permission to investigate the area where magical power has degenerated into demonic energy!”

Did I spend the day feeling like I wasn’t caught up in the tension between the two dumplings and Berserker?

Everyone had a chance to gather for dinner and discuss. It was more of a place where the discussion paper case was roughly concluded, the direction of the conversation was set, and the future events were announced.

Especially the White Wind Doctor who leads the Magic Tower.

“Unfortunately, the place where Sangun was born has already been purified, so only the remaining places in Jatav are available.”

“Is Jahukaya a place where snakes are trained?”

“huh! “It’s a good thing because we have to investigate where Jatav got the curse jar anyway.”

“So are you going to Jatav?”

The Inquisitor raised his hand for a moment at the words of the fierce white wind. At her question, White Wind Eyes briefly exchanged glances with the Archmage.

“It doesn’t matter to me, but—!”

“I think it’s better not to go.”

“That’s how it is over here!”

“why…?”

what. It’s clearly a linked quest, so why don’t you go?

Everyone in the party focused their attention on the Archmage, who expressed opposing opinions. Ah, Berserker is eating dinner as if it’s okay, so let’s exclude him.

“There may be heretics. But why…”

“Because the possibility is significantly low.”

The Archmage winked at the White Wind. White Wind’s eyes twisted as he caught her gaze.

“According to the Jatav commander who is currently being interrogated, the item was left behind by a stranger who broke into the chief’s house under the cover of night.”

“You didn’t kill the chief, you left that behind. “Then how did the chieftain know that and use it?”

“Because I didn’t just leave it behind, I talked to the chief and left.”

White Wind selected only the necessary words from Commander Jatav’s words and summarized them neatly.

“The stranger who waited for the chieftain to wake up attempted to talk as soon as the chieftain woke up. “The chief shouted and asked for help from outside, but no one heard him and only the chief was subdued.”

“So… did you make the deal like that?”

“It’s almost like they just left the horse behind. Hero. “It’s just that… I was in a state of uncertainty as to whether or not he was really an enemy because he didn’t kill me even though he could have.”

“I guess that’s why I took this opportunity to brush it off.”

“answer! For your information, the stranger said to use it if you don’t think you will be selected by Katina. “The chief didn’t believe it and wrote it now.”

“…are you trying to kill all the chieftains?”

“well. I don’t know about that either. But if I just listen to what you’re saying now, I don’t really see any connection.”

surely. If you only listen to this, Jatav is just being used. It’s hard to see him as a victim because he committed something, but whatever.

“We cannot just trust what the commander says.”

Still, as the Inquisitor said, is this really something to step down from? I did not fix my gaze on the Archmage.

Since it is unlikely that the White Wind would have rejected our intervention, I expected this to be entirely her will.

“The Inquisitor is right. However, this matter does not necessarily have to be resolved by the Inquisitor.”

“That…”

“I have already contacted the temple. There are sufficient manpower in the Magic Tower. On the other hand, what about us?”

“Do we have a problem?”

“There is no problem right now. But it doesn’t mean it doesn’t exist. “Anyway, have we ever had a good rest?”

As expected, the Archmage was right to object. That too for a very good reason.

“I’m not talking about resting for a day or two. “I’m saying that we haven’t been able to rest well in the months since our journey has been going on.”

Well… since there’s no need to include a story for relaxation in the game—the game itself is a hobby activity done during break time, and the player does something else in between anyway—I just didn’t think about it, but realistically… yeah. Not too long ago, but in the old evening, it was time to rest.

When it comes to physical strength, even if you rest for a day or two, you can’t ignore the mental fatigue that builds up.

Moreover, physical rest feels a bit ambiguous. I was fighting and risking my life, but the rest time was only three or four days at most.

Well, I said I slept for two weeks, but I don’t think that’s a break. It seems like they worked non-stop during that period.

Also, there were many times when I didn’t get enough rest, even for three or four days. Whether it was because of the concept, I was forced to look for work, or an incident came first and forced me to take a break, or whatever.

Now is the time to truly rest.

“Now is the time to rest to do what only we can do.”

The question is whether the concept will cooperate.

“…I agree.”

Meanwhile, Dev was the first to vote in favor. It is no wonder that he has physical weaknesses.

“Berserk has no physical strength issues. “Fighting is better.”

“Wouldn’t it be easier to clean up after a fight in the village rather than here and have a drink afterward?”

“Then Berserk goes to town.”

Berserker went straight to the drink.

“I don’t know, but…”

And the Inquisitor…

“Oh, by the way, I’m asking for a break to check whether the demon knight has any aftereffects from the poison and whether he’s completely healed from being stabbed near the heart.” ”

“yes?! Poison?!”

“I think it’s right for everyone to take a break right now!!”

“Eh. “Comrade, when did your heart pierce?”

hey.

* * *

I would have rather accompanied Jatav, not the concept of resting just because I was seriously injured.

okay. That was the concept.

“Let’s go, demon knight!”

Threats under the guise of all the Archmage’s clever persuasions: Do you know that if you get seriously injured, the sealing sphere will be shattered due to the use of magical energy? – and White Wind’s Rejection – What if the devil goes on a rampage? Let’s make the seal properly again from the beginning!─ Lastly, the concept had no choice but to be defeated by the party’s stubborn stubbornness.

Actually, this is the part where I wanted to lose a bit.

Anyway, I’m taking a break! They give you a holiday! How can I refuse when I’m in a situation where I’m not supposed to be nervous and immerse myself 365 days a year?

[Are you going back?]

So I ended up getting ready to return to Hudelen the next morning.

To see them off, the great chieftain and the temporary chieftain Bigabol, the priest of Serhang, came out.

Akata also had to go with us, so we ended up in the same spot. White Wind also joined our group, saying that everything important had been resolved and that he had been away from the Magic Tower for too long.

[Are you leaving already? I can’t do that.]

Sangun, who said he returned to the swamp where he lives with the priests yesterday, was a bonus. It seems like he secretly came out with his unique ability.

[The only people you can talk to without going through the priest are the guests. Can’t you come back later? Isn’t it true that priests can’t talk when they say ‘Sangun, mountaingun’ whenever they do something?]

Wizards who are sensitive to magic glanced in that direction, but they seemed to have a vague idea of who they were and did not speak openly.

The snake took advantage of this and rolled around in front of me, saying it was bored. They say it’s a mountain county, but it really doesn’t have anything fancy about it. How can you not be as good as the warchief you chose?

【I wasn’t able to serve him properly last time, but I didn’t expect him to pass away so quickly this time…】

Meanwhile, I wonder where the great chief who handled the job skillfully and solved the situation wisely has gone.

The warchief stared at me, fidgeting. For a moment, I had a strange feeling that his rosy cheeks looked like those of a child of that age.

【He… is only going back early because he needs to undergo a more detailed examination.】

【…I see.】

This child seems to have already adapted to his position and is rather proud of it, so let’s add that to his younger self. It would be an insult to say anything when you are already carrying a heavy burden at your age.

However, I can’t help but feel sad that the warchief lost the time he could have had as a child.

【Black Thunder Snake, you are the one recognized by the Mountain Lord.】

Even so, you are already the warchief.

【We will long remember the kindness you showed us and your efforts for peace. Is that right, Temporary Chief Bigabol?】

【Of course.】

I turned around, leaving the person who politely bowed and the priest who interpreted the words.

My own life is difficult, and I don’t have the energy to sympathize with those who are doing well.

“Now go.”

Anyway, after a while—it didn’t last up to an hour, but about ten minutes—the Archmage finally turned around. The conversation has come to a complete conclusion.

It’s time to leave.

“When we return to the village, we must first make an antidote. “There are a lot of poisons here that will kill you if you don’t deal with them quickly.”

“Haha. Berserk does not lose to poison! “You don’t have to give it to me!”

“Don’t act like you are a different species. “The guest prayer is as good as it gets.”

“It’s true… I was bitten by a spider earlier, but I’m fine!”

“…Why are you saying that now, you crazy human being!!”

“Oh, come closer quickly! Let me decipher it!”

“oh my god. Are you human? “Can’t you just give me a little bit of your body?”

“Why are you losing your motivation to research again!!”

“…This is it. I think I made the right choice to go to the village and rest. It’s bigger than that. [Are there any uncomfortable places?]”

[Ah… I’m fine.]

[Okay. Talk to me anytime.】

Unless you’re going to catch the devil, there’s no reason to stand in front. I don’t even know the way.

So I stayed at the very rear and watched the idiots advance.

[But doesn’t it seem like our child is doing well? The child is a little young, but I will still be alive until he gets older.]

Well, it is also the snake’s fault that he followed me out of boredom, saying that there would be no one to talk to when he went. I guess I was really bored with the chattering next to me even though I didn’t answer once.

[hmm. Still, I feel a little sad. Warchief: That’s not even a fool’s errand, so I guess it’s okay. Since Ji will step up and support me, I don’t have to worry about other people making fun of me.]

Then, I suddenly remembered something I left behind.

This was when the village slowly disappeared completely from sight.

“…? Where are you going?”

“I left something behind.”

“Let’s go together—.”

“Go first.”

“…okay. “Sure.”

[Eh. Did you leave something behind? Would you like me to bring it to you?]

It is useless to tell you because I did not leave anything material behind.

After giving the snake a glance, I quickly turned around. The idiots noticed my U-turn late and tried to follow, but the Archmage stopped them.

In the meantime, I quickly walked back to the village. I could see the chieftain wandering around as if he had not left even after we left.

【…? Ah.】

“Black Thunder Snake. Whatever happens…”

I was thinking about it earlier, so I guess Black Thunder Snake was a nickname given to me.

I stood between the chieftain and the priest, thinking that I liked it because it was so tempting.

“If you find a chest protector, bury it in the ground.”

I’m not sure if these people took it, and even if it’s true, it’s unlikely that I’ll get it back, so I should at least give them some advice.

That is an item ordered to save others, not an item made to hurt others.

I explained in more detail to the priest who asked what a chest protector was. I didn’t say it was a bomb.

Since it was made with a force that can only blow the heart anyway, it will not spread into a big problem even if it is dug and buried only about 1m into the ground.

“And…”

I didn’t come here to just talk about this.

I have one more reason to come here. I reached into my inventory.

“Take it.”

I’ve already given away all the shiny and beautiful things, but that doesn’t mean there’s anything I can’t give to others.

I placed the items I had chosen on my way into the warchief’s hands. It was a flute carved out of wood.

While I was coming, I quickly scraped it off with a dagger, so the snake shape was slightly engraved on it. Since they are the ones who worship the Mountain Lord, they carved this pattern because they thought they would like snakes.

“That’s…”

[Hee hee.]

[It’s a flute…]

Snake That guy said this would be enough as a gift, so it’ll be okay. He eavesdropped on me. I think he said he wanted to talk to me.

To be more precise, it wasn’t at the level of conversation, it was closer to wanting to see what it would be like to fight while wearing magical powers or wanting to talk about it, but to sum it up, that’s it.

“It is given by the snake.”

[to. I’m not giving it to you, it’s the customer giving it to you.]

But is this concept the type of person to talk to gently?

So be satisfied with this. Of course, if I give it to you, I will make up the excuse that it is a mountain army because it is a kaebung.

[Uhm. Well… it doesn’t matter. Hehe.]

I turned my body again, hearing the snake’s grin.

I’m really going to go now.

【Oh wait—!】

Bang!

The black magic power wrapped around the body passed through the forest like a gust of wind like thunder.

【He’s gone…】

【…It’s only the second time seeing him, but it’s still surprising.】

Meanwhile, those who were left behind looked bewildered at the sight of someone who came like the wind and went away like the wind. It had to be that way.

The warrior who had a great influence on this great forest appeared, played an active part, and even left. It was completely arbitrary.

【One more story will be added to the legend of the Black Thunder Snake.】

【Yes.】

But that makes it even more mysterious.

For generations, the priest watched over the place of a being that would become a legend.

【For this Warchief… the issue of legitimacy will never be brought up. You will be happy, Priest Bibia.】

【Of course.】

The Black Thunder Snake that suddenly appeared saves the people of Serhang and his tribe, eliminating the troubles of the Jatav and Bigabol tribes who were strong candidates but had problems, and the two tribes as well. Although he was saved, he proved that he was not suitable for the position of warchief.

Sangun, who intervened in that situation, made the chieftain of Serhang, whom Black Thunder Snake had saved, the great chieftain.

Also, before leaving, the Black Thunder Snake left something behind for the chieftain of Serhang. Also, an object with a snake engraved on it.

A snake pattern that only a warchief can have.

【Are you happy?】

【…Yes? Yes?】

The priest glanced at the engraving of a snake, which looked just black due to the shadow inside the flute.

If this gets out, will there be anyone who will cause trouble over this story?

Who dares to ignore the choice of the mountain warriors of their faith and the choice of the Black Thunder Snake, whom the mountain warrior commanded to treat them as they would treat themselves.

【Do you like the gift?】

【Ah… Yes. I really, really like it.】

With this, the Warchief will be able to exercise the strongest power than ever before.

And the Ekua she knows will lead people wiser than anyone else.

Prosperity will definitely come. An era of prosperity that will allow us to move forward into the future.

【I’m so happy, just like the day my mother gave me a gift.】

But I don’t think it would matter even if all of that was meaningless.

Vivia smiled secretly at the child who smiled brightly, like someone who had put everything aside for a long time.

Ekua’s smile alone was worth the value of that flute.