Is It Bad That the Main Character’s a Roleplayer? - Chapter 335

Episode 335 If only I could (21)

“A bastard who wouldn’t be enough to be fried in sewage… A bastard who lives with a maggot hanging instead of a tongue… A human bastard who only cares about himself and throws the rest into the abyss of evil… In the first place, humans are too. But…”

I don’t know what it is, but it doesn’t seem to work. Daniel felt mentally dizzy from the language of insults and the disappointment that the culprit behind everything had run away without being caught again. I couldn’t help it because the words that poured out were sentences I only occasionally heard from people living in the so-called back alleys, most of whom live crawling on the ground.

“Lord, you are harsher with words than I thought…”

Even though he is a devil, I don’t think his choice of words was too harsh… Of course, I don’t feel that way. It’s no wonder that the person the demon knight criticizes receives even more contempt and disgust than me; on the contrary, he deserves it.

However, feeling dizzy is something else. It turns out that the person spitting out all those words is not a meister, but a demon knight.

That shocked Daniel. The way he spoke became so comfortable that it was shocking to the point where I couldn’t even recognize it.

“It may be surprising, but isn’t that kind of mild?”

“…Is that what you mean?”

“You don’t drag your parents and brothers and sisters in and curse at them. Or, I will rip out your eyes and chew them up, or I will scrape out all your internal organs and throw them away—”

“Stop, stop…!”

“As far as I know, the Heresy Questioners do worse things than this when dealing with heretics. Why are you acting naive?”

That’s… but…! Daniel touched his forehead, unable to either deny or confirm. The branch he belongs to is moderate and does not tolerate such behavior, but it is also true that there are many branches in the world that are not like that.

“Anyway, it looks like the devil can’t do it or doesn’t want to come out… well. “If I come out, the only thing I can do is get beaten up, so why would the devil come out?”

So, while Daniel was groaning at that fact, Meister held out something to the guy who was muttering and cursing darkly. It was a water bottle.

“…why.”

“If you drink alcohol without water, you’ll be sick tomorrow, idiot.”

In fact, it was too late to rehydrate at the latest. However, it would be better to pour in water here than to pour in more alcohol.

After making such a judgment, the Meister handed me a water bottle and also pushed the food bowl for me. From what I heard from the Demon Knight…or rather, the Archmage, he called me an ‘adventurer’ to appease him. Anyway, the adventurer blinked his eyelids a couple of times.

Is it because the devil has taken up residence in my body, or is it just something I was born with? Despite the alcohol, there is no color in his cheeks or eyes.

Or rather, it seems like you’ve become paler than before you started drinking? While the Meister was observing, the more impulsive adventurer accepted the offer. After emptying the water container, I finally reached out to Anju, who had been neglected due to various conversations.

“…Let’s eat this instead of that. “You probably don’t have good speed.”

However, Daniel removed the meuniere that the adventurer was reaching for and instead held out a cracker topped with fish mousse. It was a pretty good decision since there would be limits to the ability of a drunk to apply thorns.

The adventurer was drunk anyway, so he took whatever was offered without even thinking about it.

“Beggar-like demons, damn temple bastards, enemy-like dumpling bastards…”

With endless swearing.

“…What about those things you called dumplings earlier?”

“…?”

The lament about his situation itself is nothing more than cuteness compared to what he went through. However, whenever I encounter a word I don’t know, I get curious.

Daniel asked and Meister also focused. It’s not that there are no assumptions, but expectations and certainty are different things.

“…the dumplings are dumplings.”

“No… is your name Mandu?”

“…no?”

It is difficult to interrogate a drunk person. So after asking around, they realized that they were referring to Deathbringer and Inquisitor.

“It seems like you gave me more affection than I thought? “Can you give me a nickname?”

I don’t know what those damn kimchi dumplings and meat dumplings mean, but they don’t feel like swear words. Even if it is an insult, it is literally closer to a nickname if you look at the fact that it does not contain any negative emotions when pronounced.

After such reasoning, Meister received quite an unexpected feeling. I thought you were annoying. It was an inevitable sentiment.

“…You’re cute.”

“…I don’t know if you’re a hero, but are you talking about that black guy?”

“Do you think those grown-up guys are cute? “You have strange tastes.”

“Why are they all grown up? If you look at what they are doing, they are just big kids…”

But as he slowly got drunk, the adventurer’s voice became quieter and more distorted. what. He was the type of guy who normally spoke straight and tried to do so even when he was drunk, so he didn’t have a huge difficulty with listening, but it was clear that he was in a crisis.

“Sometimes I wish I would stop, but I can’t help it because I’m a kid…”

“I wish you would stop? what?”

“….”

“Tell me that. “Isn’t that something that can be improved only through conversation?”

As expected, the opponent’s words and actions began to slow down, probably due to the aftereffects of the continuous solo one-shot. At the very least, the speed of his jaw as he chewed the risotto was so slow that it almost seemed like he was dozing off while eating.

“…it’s okay.”

“what.”

“Anyway, if we break up, I’ll never see you again….”

“…Yes?”

“hmm.”

“It’s not like I have the will to care about that…”

However, the only advantage to being that drunk is that the psychological barrier has completely collapsed. If even that is completely stretched out, there will be no way to hear it anymore.

“That means…”

But Meister was satisfied with this for now. This is because, in the worst case scenario, I came prepared to turn back without hearing anything.

“I’m sleepy….”

“Now wait a minute.”

While Meister was satisfied, Daniel urgently caught the person who was falling down as if he were fainting. This was because the seat I was sitting on was a stool without a back, so if I made a mistake, I could fall straight to the floor.

“Oh, he’s gone? Actually, it’s strange that a guy who doesn’t drink doesn’t go after drinking strong drinks in a row.”

“If you know, please catch me….”

“It seems like enough.”

“No… ha. That’s it.”

For reference, the adventurer’s physique is exceptional both as a middle-class person and as a job specialty. Even Daniel, who was over 180 cm tall and was considered the tallest person in the middle class, was half a span shorter than the adventurer, so it was a definite point.

Despite this, Meister showed no will to help him. Daniel, who knew Meister’s personality, soon gave up his application. In fact, I didn’t really need help.

“Huh cha.”

I only asked for help because my posture got weird because I was trying to hold on to him in a hurry, but if you get your posture right, it’s not a problem to support him on your own. After all, a person who can walk for 12 hours while carrying 30 kg of military equipment cannot possibly carry a 100 kg human on his shoulder for a moment?

It was just the initial posture that was the problem. The posture of supporting someone with your butt pressed against the chair and your arms outstretched.

dump.

Daniel, who somehow changed the strange posture into a proper posture, carried the fallen person to the bed. The bed shook once due to the weight of the person.

“Aren’t you dead by any chance?”

“…He hasn’t passed away yet.”

Stories of people dying suddenly after drinking strong alcohol quickly are rare, but not unheard of. Daniel took that into account and adjusted the angle of his head and the direction of his body. This was to prevent the unfortunate event that the airway becomes blocked due to unexpected vomiting.

“But what the Lord said just now….”

“I guess they have a quirk and are measuring the angles of their loss.”

“…are you so calm even though you understand that?”

“…? Then should I jump here? why me?”

On the other hand, Meister took out a cigarette. Since there is no one to notice, I have to smoke it. I had the intention to leave the house out of conscience, but due to the angle, I couldn’t find Daniel.

“The person concerned said he would end the relationship according to his own will, so do I have the right to tell him to do this or that? There’s not even a sense of loyalty between me and them. Crucially, just because you discover a person’s shortcomings doesn’t mean you have an obligation to tell them about them.”

“…But aren’t they sincerely following the sutra?”

“So this is the result of following sincerely.”

Alcohol and cigarettes, these are God’s belongings. The Meister spat out smoke with blasphemous thoughts in his mind. “Are you going to smoke a moment?” Daniel, who smelled it, expressed disgust.

“There is no law that says hard work always works.”

“…but.”

“But, but, but, leave it alone. Because this is the job of three people. “You are just a stranger who has no right to intervene.”

“….”

“In the relationship between the three, this guy is the one who receives the emotions unilaterally. But how is it normal to handle the passion of two people in such a shitty situation? “If you can’t handle it, it’s right to just quit.”

However, Daniel was never able to put out his cigarette. It didn’t even stop the smoker from talking. Inevitably, it was the truth.

“…It’s going to be a tough day for a while.”

Still, there are some things that bother me. The repair box was added as news from outside the area around Daesinjeon had been completely cut off.

“If the Great God Hall really flew away, then yes.”

Everyone is trying to think positively, thinking that no news is good news, but in reality, there are more people who imagine it to be the calm before the storm. As they are, as are the warriors.

“But that doesn’t mean he has the profit to cover it all.”

“…yes. “That’s right.”

If so, how difficult will the warrior who has to carry all of that at once endure? Daniel closed his eyes tightly in the face of a huge misfortune that he could not do anything about.

* * *

[You have finally woken up, brother.]

The shepherd opened his eyes in the familiar thirst and emptiness. There are several people standing next to him who he remembers calling brothers.

[Faithful Abel, I will not ask you what mistake you made for which you were punished. But please, don’t do that next time. Don’t you know that your life is not yours alone?]

[…I know.]

But the emptiness does not go away just because the brothers are by your side. This was bound to be the case because it was not a feeling caused by simple loneliness.

Abel’s breath faintly separated the world. Only the soul was replaced, but the continuous traces of memory made it an extremely unfamiliar and yet familiar act.

[Hawa.]

[Huh?]

[How many lives were lost this time?]

[Five. The quality of souls that Anger selected was very good, but it was unfortunate.]

[If it weren’t for this Great Shrine hunt, I wouldn’t have been able to get even those five. Brother, use it sparingly.]

[…Is that so?]

One life was given to the nameless brother. There are five additional ones.

Abel smiled bitterly as his life was extended without any punishment, let alone death.

[I was prepared to be disposed of.]

[Oh brother…]

I do not regret acting without orders. His life belongs to the omnipotent heaven, but if we look back at the number of times he was martyred and sacrificed for heaven, wouldn’t he be able to use this one time for his personal greed?

Wouldn’t it be really nice to write something for a poor brother whose name wasn’t even given?

[Heaven is merciful and has forgiven you. There will be no next one. Keep that in mind.]

Of course, his heaven will not allow his personal desires. Despite this, he did so with the readiness to die, and unexpectedly received forgiveness.

Abel found it very strange. Even if I mobilize all the knowledge I have indulged in, I still cannot understand the whims of his heaven.

[…Adam, do you remember when you made a sword for the nameless brother?]

But in a way, this doesn’t mean that the doll will pass up the opportunity given to the nameless brother.

[Nameless brothers?]

[Was there such a thing?]

[…A doll.]

[Ahhhh. Are you talking about that puppet?]

Even his brothers are creatures that even the Creator does not look at properly… Still, doesn’t that mean that it will give you a chance to live your life in order?

[I guess Eve knows.]

[Why wasn’t there an uproar in one of the human cities for a while? The place where Gluttony died this time.]

[Hmm… Ah, I remember now. Several famous people died suddenly. It was not revealed in the end whether it was an act of anger or not.]

[At that time, Heaven declared that it would be used as a dagger for something that failed and could not be used. Anyway, I needed to go there to chase away my anger. So I remember burning it on my back… I’m not sure if it’s still alive or not.] [

I see.]

[But Abel, why did you suddenly bring this up?] [

…It’s not a big deal. I was just wondering if it was alive.]

[Well, wouldn’t it be dead?]

[…Did Heaven say that?]

[How could the High Heaven care about the current state of such a tiny thing? Something even I had forgotten. We can only assume that it also died due to the death of gluttony. If he had existed as a leader in that city, he would have also been caught up in that incident.]

[I see…]

I hope so. He may never be able to abandon his position as a sacrifice, but even this position would be quite satisfactory if the nameless brother were to enjoy freedom.

[No one knows its whereabouts.]

With that thought in mind, Abel silently memorized a prayer for his nameless brother. Please live freely. It was a prayer that would never reach.