Is It Bad That the Main Character’s a Roleplayer? - Chapter 372

Episode 372: Knowing each step (6)

“Adventurer…!”

From the other side of the universe, I could see the adventurers being put on the defensive. Until then, there were still attacks and defenses, but at some point, only monsters began to attack.

It wasn’t even a light jab attack. Each and every heavy attack pushed him into a corner as if cornering an adventurer. It was like watching the hunting process of an animal.

“We need help right away… ugh.”

“You shouldn’t overdo it.”

Daniel suddenly woke up and helped the Inquisitor. A nosebleed is dripping from her philtrum.

“You’re running a fever.”

“But… adventurer…”

As a result of exerting all his strength until the very end, his fever rose and the mucous membrane inside his nose burst, but that was all. Compared to the adventurer risking his life to fight, it can’t be said to be painful.

The Inquisitor insisted on getting up.

“If you really want to help him, the urgent thing right now is not to overdo it, but to recover a little more.”

However, since Daniel said that, the Inquisitor had no choice but to retract his decision. My wobbly legs began to sit down and rest.

“Suzaku, is there no way?”

[…Unfortunately, even for Ko, there is no better way. I have no choice but to trust him.]

Meanwhile, Suzaku, who had used all his strength but was only using his constitution and weight to crush the fog, answered. It wasn’t a very pleasant story. In the end, the adventurer must fight alone.

“…Wizard, don’t you know anything?”

“I know the magic that will change this situation itself.”

“Is that true? Then what is it…!”

Daniel, who asked a question on behalf of the exhausted Inquisitor, was pleased. The Inquisitor who was listening was also about to become angry.

“You just have to force the cracks to close.”

“…is that possible?”

“If he continues to take his time like he is now.”

However, words usually have to be heard to the end.

It takes time. Daniel’s eyebrows slightly lowered at Erutalc’s subtle remark. It was a movement that was clearly visible even though the muscles on the half of his face were unable to work properly due to the burn.

“…Then can everyone survive?”

And the wizard turned his head. Even though most of his face was covered by the iron mask, for some reason I could see the expression the wizard was making.

“no.”

“then…!”

“I would have definitely said that. “If he takes the time, we can stitch it up.”

“Wait a minute, are you really…?”

“It is the most efficient method.”

Eliminating a threat to the world at the cost of one person’s life. There is no doubt that it is efficient, but…

“That is not possible.”

Before Daniel could say anything in indignation, a voice like frost cut off the wizard’s words. It was the Inquisitor’s voice.

“That’s not right.”

“To get what is most important at the least cost?”

“The process is never justified by the outcome.”

“That’s foolish.”

“Efficiency does not follow what is right, so the expression foolishness is also incorrect.”

“No, irrationality is foolishness in itself.”

The one who covered himself with black clothes and iron and the one with bright red hair and shining green eyes stared at each other.

“Then why did you come here?”

“…What does it mean?”

“The adventurer seemed to know you and didn’t seem to regard you positively. In other words, you probably have a bad relationship with the adventurer. Still, why did you follow me here? Did you think there was no chance of being discovered? But isn’t such arrogance truly irrational?”

As time goes by, I think my body has become a little more relaxed. The Inquisitor, who had been sitting on the floor, got up.

“I’ll say it again. Rationality and efficiency cannot justify everything. Is that correct?”

“….”

Instead of the stopped blood, young gunshots flowed from his eyes.

“…I still can’t understand it. However, without your help, this cannot be attempted from the beginning. “I will not even demand that it be enforced.”

In the end, it was the wizard who took a step back. Because of the mocking tone, it didn’t feel like a loser’s weakness, but at least it avoided taking the sacrifice for granted.

The Inquisitor cleared his throat.

“Then is there any other way?”

“Human sacrifice.”

“…Are you saying those words in front of the priest?”

“When asked about a solution, I gave the only answer that satisfied him. Or do you believe that magic can create something from nothing?”

“…I understand that this is a situation so desperate that it can only be resolved by breaking a taboo. But is that really all there is?”

“okay.”

Sigh. Is there really no way? The Inquisitor unconsciously covered his mouth with his gloves. The moment the cold feeling in my five fingers touched my cheek, my mind began to tremble.

“yes. As for the main dragon… Is the dragon yet?”

[Not yet. If he had woken up, there would have been a signal in the crack a long time ago.]

“Maybe.”

Also, a thought flowed into the trembling spot.

“What if you can’t open your eyes because you don’t have enough heart pieces, or if you can’t wake up because you don’t have enough strength…?”

Suzaku said clearly. I didn’t collect all the heart pieces. There are still pieces left, but because they are still alive, recovery has been stopped.

But what if that resulted in a shortage of heart pieces? So what happens then? What if the pieces couldn’t be put together because she wasn’t there? What if that was the decisive reason for not waking the dragon?

[There is no need to worry about that. The reason Go left the owners of the remaining pieces alone was not just because Go had no authority to determine their life or death. This is because just not killing them is enough to awaken the dragon.]

If there were not enough pieces dug up from the dead, Go would have killed them without hesitation and robbed the pieces. Suzaku spat out cold words in a casual tone.

I can’t blame him for his heartlessness as the dragon’s absence created this situation, but I was very fortunate that something like that didn’t happen.

“Ah… Is that so?”

[okay. Also, it is true that you originally needed it, but the resurrection will not be blocked because you do not have it. If the return is made normally, at least there will be no problems preventing it.]

“I see…”

So the question now is, ‘Is the return being done normally?’ The Inquisitor turned to Daniel.

“That guy will do it.”

The person who told her where the Deathbringer was and what he was doing told her what she wanted to hear again. He couldn’t have been a truly skilled person.

“…yes!”

Yes, Mangjong will do well. Because he is a soft-hearted but strong-willed guy who plays around and does it when he wants to.

“But… Wizard, what are you drawing now…?”

“Recovery. “No matter what you plan to try in the future, you won’t be able to accomplish anything if you don’t have the strength.”

“Ah…”

In the end, all she can do is prepare for an unexpected situation and steadily recover her strength. Quang! The Inquisitor bit his lip against the backdrop of a loud noise coming from beyond the universe.

* * *

“Young hunter!!”

Berserk shouted. I don’t know what that call contains. Feeling betrayed? Despair? There was nothing he could say about it.

It was Deathbringer’s own choice to hold the sword even though he knew she would feel that way.

“Please, please, please, Nari.”

I have no confidence in winning the fight. I don’t even want to kill him.

But I just need that piece.

The Deathbringer’s body fell to the ground at some point. It was definitely not an attack from something.

It took on the appearance of someone slipping and falling flat on the floor and bowing. It was an attitude that anyone could sense earnestness and desperation.

“Please, please.”

That he was confident that he could cut out the spine cleanly without damaging the body, or that the body would still remain. I didn’t say that. Both he and she already knew that words like that could not be of comfort.

Blindness towards someone can never be explained by reason.

“no!”

Quang!

“You are the one who has to give up!

At that moment, the wind blew from the side of my cheek. What is vaguely visible at the edge of the field of view focused on the center of the floor is clearly a cross section of metal. gulp. The Deathbringer’s neck moved reflexively.

“Please Nari.”

“I said I couldn’t allow it!!”

bang! This time it was the other way around. The ax blade, which narrowly missed cutting him, dug a dent in the ground and flung stone fragments towards him. Some of the stone fragments pierce his clothes and scratch his skin.

“I am a fighter.”

“How did I meet you!!!”

But who is really hurting here? A person whose heart is broken and torn apart, really.

“Adventurer Nari might die.”

“How can I protect my sister…!”

“It’s the same for you and Heretic Questioner Nari.”

Quang!

This time the fist came down. It was in front of his head. The fist that shattered the ground and burst out blood grabbed his collar again.

“My sister doesn’t have to suffer anymore.”

“It’s the same for adventurer Nari and Sannim.”

“Don’t talk nonsense about people who don’t know what Bidr has done!”

“You are the one who has forgotten what those people achieved!”

“you…!”

I was forced to stand up due to the grip on my neck, but it didn’t matter. No, on the contrary, he stiffly lifted his neck.

The gazes that met each other sang their respective sorrows.

“You just have to take the pieces. I will never make you suffer. “Just let me take a piece… just a piece.”

“….”

Ah, what if there was an adventurer here? Or if there was a teacher. What if Daniel the Heretic Questioner, who seems weak but is surprisingly skilled, existed instead?

Would it have been better than him standing here?

“I cannot allow it.”

Wow! Berserk’s other hand broke his arm. So that she cannot touch her precious person at any moment.

dump.

“Ugh….”

“…blame me.”

Berserk broke both his arms and threw him away. Maybe it’s closer to just letting go of the collar. A groan came out of the Deathbringer’s mouth as he fell helplessly to the floor.

“…Keuuu.”

I guess I won’t be able to use my arms like this.

He suppressed a scream and checked his situation. It wasn’t that good. Berserk skillfully broke the barrel, making it impossible to use both arms even if forced. Not until the Inquisitor comes and restores it.

“…I don’t hold any grudges.”

But I even understand your choice. If it were me, I would have tried to break Emmett’s neck if he came out and said that Emmet’s body should be cut up.

“An important person has died… but what does the world know?”

If that person is alive, the world has meaning. However, if that person is not there, then the world is useless.

So… I know that feeling… Deathbringer smiled brightly even while cold sweat was dripping out of him.

“But you are a fighter. “Something that seemed unique in the world eventually becomes new.”

Now he has lost even that, but it is something he must endure. No matter how much you act like you don’t want to break up, no matter how hard you put it off… the end will eventually come.

“A death that seemed unacceptable is acknowledged, and a breakup that seemed unacceptable is accepted, and a new relationship emerges again.”

I still don’t want to admit that this is the end. But you already know. This is the last time. That this is truly our destination.

“So, warrior… I can’t give up here.”

That’s why I have no choice but to struggle, saying I don’t want to disappoint. Because this is the end. Because I don’t want to leave you as a spoiled person until the end.

“The virtue of an assassin is that you must know how to fight at any cost.”

Therefore, the Deathbringer forced himself to sit up with his upper body raised and raised one leg. Sigh. His teeth bit down on the clasp of his dirty boot and ripped it free. Several thongs fell to the floor.

“…you.”

“Now I’m going with all my heart. “I’m not the type of person to fight while looking after the fighter Nari.”

And when the shoe that was caught in it was finally removed, the foot, which had developed edema and necrosis due to frostbite, was revealed. It was a foot that, if shown to a doctor, would immediately require amputation of the toes or legs.

“That’s not even possible.”

However, he showed off the skill of holding a dagger inside his clothes with his toes. Smaller and lighter than the negative sword, it is held tightly between the big and second toes and pointed forward.

“Young hunter…”

“So, if you really want to stop me, just break off my hair. “I will never give up until then.”

Stand on one foot and hold the dagger with one foot instead of both arms. Berserk’s acrobatic movements made him sigh rather than admire him. The only thing visible from his distorted face was pain.

“Why are you…!”

“Because adventurer Nari said she would ask for it.”

On the other hand, only a bright smile that did not fit the situation appeared on the young man’s face.

“How do you give that up?”