Is It Bad That the Main Character’s a Roleplayer? - Chapter 173

Episode 173 So far (1)

“Wow.”

“Sniff.”

After crying, crying, yelling, and shoveling for a long time, did we create a minus plus zero by putting the dirt that came from our own shoveling into the graves that each other dug?

They had a deep awareness of reality. The overwhelming embarrassment and shame were an added bonus.

“…Don’t blame yourself too much, Saennim.”

“…Same goes for you. “You are important.”

However, even in my humility, I was able to gain some relief and refreshment.

They stood up, shaking off the unexpected flood of emotions.

“Sir…”

“The bond I have with my colleagues… is so beautiful.”

“It’s heartwarming…”

“Anyway, young people.”

Now what awaits them are people’s lukewarm gazes.

The two people’s faces turned bright red again.

“Waaaaaaaa!!”

The one who took action first was Deathbringer, who unintentionally revealed his true intentions.

“I don’t think I need to, so I’ll go see Lord Soseong!!”

“you you!!”

He immediately abandoned his initial goal of understanding the situation.

Of course, the reasons behind that choice include that the cleanup began while they were raising their voices, that the detoxification effect was slowly appearing, and that the Demon Knight’s complexion improved.

In other words, he took all of that into consideration, realized at once that he was not needed, and chose to run away.

It couldn’t have been a very shrewd move.

“If you just run away!”

But the Inquisitor could not do that. She couldn’t be as quick as that traitor, and there was a crucial reason why she couldn’t leave this place.

“Purifying the forest…”

“Giving the warrior some time to rest…”

“Ha, I will. You can.”

There was something left for her that only she could do.

The Inquisitor began to shed light with a face as red as a tomato.

“This is it. “It’s unexpected, but… I’m glad it happened now.”

Meanwhile, the Archmage who watched the entire scene could not hide his happy smile.

My current situation was that I felt something was strange, but I didn’t know what it was and couldn’t do anything about it. But it works out on its own.

I can only say that I am lucky.

“No matter how old you get, you’re still clumsy when it comes to things in the world…”

How great it would be if we could naturally acquire wisdom as we grow older. However, things in the world, especially things between humans, are very difficult.

This is true even though I thought my understanding of people became a little deeper immediately after that incident.

“If I had known it would be like this, I would have gone outside the Magic Tower when I was young.”

Living among humans who are only passionate about magic formulas, I sometimes cannot keep up with the thinking of ordinary young people.

The Archmage felt sorry for that fact every time something like this happened.

If she had experienced more people and knew more people, she would have been able to help those young people wander less.

“If that were the case…”

Maybe the Demon Knight would know how to correct a person.

She became sad as she recalled her previous attempt, which had failed miserably. I thought it was a good method, but I never thought it would be such a crushing defeat.

That was the first time I felt painfully aware of my lack of experience raising children. No, actually, I experience it quite often.

I thought that if someone found out, they would lament, ‘I guess things turned out that way because someone who was a desk nerd tried to practice psychotherapy, which wasn’t his major.’

“…No, it might be the other side that really helps.”

However, thoughts about him did not last long. This is because it reminded her of the research she had burned herself.

But that was the most meaningless act.

It’s been too long since then to regret it.

“You sleep better than that.”

“….”

“Berserk?”

“…huh? “Did you call me?”

“Yes, I called you.”

Holding on to something that has already happened for too long is a waste of time.

The Archmage slightly raised his eyebrows as he saw Berserk reacting slower than usual.

I thought the issue with the two youngest people was resolved, so now I wonder if this is the problem.

It was an unavoidable bondage of support.

“Is there a problem?”

But that’s why she’s on this journey. The Archmage poked at Berserk some more.

“does not exist.”

“Then let’s get some rest.”

Through my experience with the Demon Knight, I have learned some tricks to find out the true intentions of those types of people.

These people should not be asked directly. You have to ask implicitly.

“Berserk is fine.”

“But didn’t you fight with Biryuho?”

“Ha, that’s a fight? Nordan warriors don’t call that a fight. “It was hunting.”

Just like that. Although you may have the hang of it, it is not easy to know the answer.

“Failed Hunt.”

The Archmage’s eyes became ambiguous.

“But thanks to you being the last to stop the intruder, there was no damage…”

“Wizard, open your eyes properly. “It wasn’t stopped.”

“…Missing it doesn’t make what you did meaningless.”

“That’s not what Berserk said… ha.”

Meanwhile, ‘Don’t be angry, it’s not your fault.’ The same thing happened when those words were exchanged. Berserk, who was about to say something, ended up keeping his mouth shut.

“If not something like that.”

“The wizard has nothing to know. “That’s the problem with Berserk.”

If you know that, it will be easier to understand Berserk. She felt it, but never got an answer.

Berserk remained silent until the end despite several questions. It was an effective way to avoid conversation.

“I understand. “If there is any problem, please let me know at any time.”

Asking more here would also have negative effects. With that judgment in mind, the Archmage stopped talking.

“Arch Mage.”

“…but why?”

Then this time someone else approached.

He was a wizard who was more proficient in healing magic than her and took over the treatment of the demon knight.

“We are ready to move the demon knight.”

“That’s a good thing. Is he okay?”

“Thanks to the antidote, it didn’t get into a serious situation. “You just need to calm down.”

Fortunately, the demon knight’s condition did not seem to worsen.

She took her gaze away from the process she was supervising of creating a shield—for the remains of the Biryuho, which only had its torso—and turned towards the demon knight.

I saw the knight lying quietly on the burned, ash-dusted ground.

“So, we would like to transport him to the Temple of Ednium for a safer environment…”

He was just being loaded onto a stretcher.

“That Archmage?”

“…Like that.”

However, the way it is moved looks like a black and white canvas.

Even as she gave the answer to the temple staff, a part of her mind recalled old famous paintings.

Is it true that classics and old books come to mind when we think of people who are alive and well? Is it right to hand something that will soon become worn out and crumble to that young man? Such trivial questions arose and then quickly disappeared.

This time, it was because someone from the temple approached.

“Are you here to talk about the tracking situation?”

“yes. However… I think I’ll probably miss it. They say they will look into it further…”

“Tell them there is no need to blame themselves because they never saw the possibility as high from the beginning. “I tell them there’s no need to overdo it.”

“They said they would search a little more, so I’ll finish that and then come back.”

“I know.”

The opponent is presumed to be the Great Devil. Even if it wasn’t, he couldn’t have left a trace with such inaction and preparation.

So, rather than being disappointed by the result of tracking failure, the Archmage tried to gauge the ramifications this would have.

Will the Great Devil be resurrected like this? Or, like Biryuho, will a stronger demon be born by absorbing that power?

Either way, it’s not very good news. Either way, demon knights and warriors can handle it, but they also have to take damage.

“…Is the evacuated Soseongju okay?”

“Some gangs, presumed to be Ednium citizens, came and started a riot, but before we could do anything, the lord of Camburgh came forward and suppressed them all.”

“…is this really okay?”

“The Lord of Camburgh is in good condition with no injuries. “Lord Ednium Soseong also cured the demonic energy erosion and declared that this problem will be resolved on its own, so there seems to be no room for it to develop into a major problem.”

“Then I’m glad.”

The Archmage wondered who the idiots who had created the unrest were, but did not ask any further questions.

If you solved it yourself, that’s fine. There was no reason for them to interfere up to that point.

“The shield is complete!”

“It looks like the work is finished here too. Now all we have to do is wait for the forest to be purified.”

“I am worried that I may be putting too much burden on the representative.”

“I can’t help it. “Wouldn’t it be a big deal if the poison spreads through the wind and reaches the village?”

If it weren’t for that, the purification of Biryuho’s body would have been prioritized. So that I don’t get taken away by the devil like I just did.

“With the priests’ divine power, it would take too long.”

“I have no shame.”

“It’s not your fault. “I am also on this journey, but I have not been able to accomplish anything.”

Of course, even now, not only the Inquisitors but also many priests who rushed here are working.

However, as I just said, the difference in abilities was too severe. It would be quicker for an Inquisitor to purify the entire forest and return here than for dozens of priests to purify Biryuho’s body.

“Ability that cannot be replaced is also difficult.”

In the end, the Archmage had no choice but to lament at that point.

Why didn’t God let everyone work together to save the world?

Why are only a few people made to carry everyone’s burden?

“There are so many hands that can carry the burden.”

If everyone had been given that power, they wouldn’t have had to overdo it.

Such lamentation.

* * *

Fortunately, the remaining body of Biryuho was not stolen.

This is thanks to the fact that there were no additional attacks until the Inquisitor purified the negativity of half of the Great Demons.

So the Inquisitor burned the demon with great ease, and now all that was left was the body of a huge tiger.

“Huh!”

“Why are you doing that?”

“What’s the problem again, San?”

At that point, the Inquisitor realized a problem.

“If this happens, won’t the demon knight be able to use this…?”

“…uh.”

“this.”

Since the Demon Knight can make equipment with this, some demon energy should have been left behind.

The Inquisitor realized his mistake and fell into self-destruction again.

“I’m causing trouble again…”

“No, because no one knew about this…”

“…But what can we make with this in the first place?”

“Whether it’s shoes, bags, gloves… we can make all kinds of leather products, right?”

“That’s true, but isn’t it me who always loses my clothes while fighting? “I don’t think you’ll use it because it’s inconvenient unless you cast a spell that automatically fixes it.”

Desperate consolation and excuses followed to keep my barely-boosted self-esteem from falling.

“But if this happens, won’t there be a distribution problem?”

“The demon knight caught almost everything. Is there anything to share?”

“No, there were people who had a hard time at the temple trying to pinpoint the location of Lake Biryu, and there were people who suffered damage. “It’s not our responsibility to compensate for the damage.”

However, what was barely put to rest led to other problems. Who owns the remaining bodies? It was a fairly important issue.

“The capture of the Biryu Lake is entirely thanks to you and your colleagues, so we will not dare to covet it in our city.”

However, unlike in the West, distribution was carried out smoothly.

At that time, there were many things like providing ships and soldiers, but now there was no reason to interfere.

On the contrary, if you look at it in detail, there are many parts where you have to pay money. Therefore, Ednium and Camborough never claimed their shares.

It was the moment when Biryuho’s body belonged solely to the warrior party. Even though the Demon Knight’s stake was more than half.

“Berserk refuses. “I don’t deserve it.”

“I too…”

“I also… am responsible for failing to keep the rules.”

“I’m not shameless enough to ask for a share, but didn’t the Inquisitor say that that idea was wrong?”

As the stake did not exceed half, it ended up being the sole possession of the Devil Knight. This happened because everyone gave up their rights.

“You may not be able to use it because of the purification function.”

“…Of course I am.”

“Oh, don’t cry like crazy! You’re not that kind of character!”

“I did it again….”

“Because I was wrong!!”

Of course, it was still unclear whether this would have any meaning to the demon knight.

If he can’t even hold it, it will end up being nothing more than trash to him.