Omniscient First-Person’s Viewpoint - Chapter 263

EP.263 Half Confession

The Prophet’s fate is disbelief.

Myth legend fairy tale. The prophecies are not kept wherever they are handed down. When warned to avoid danger, it clings to it like a magnet; when advised to follow revelation, it sneers and tramples on it.

Convinced that I was a prophet, Sieghrund planted distrust towards my friends.

“look. Why didn’t Huey, who could see through the general’s strategy and disguise at once, prevented Hameln’s tragedy? With his ability and knowledge, he would have known about Nicholas’ plans in advance.”

“Sophistry…!”

“In the first place. Why did Nicholas try to commit the taboo? It’s because Hughie lacks talent compared to his qualities. Who was the most active when Nicholas tried to break the taboo? Hughie, who led you to defeat Nicholas. Even as a result, Huey succeeded in planting a bomb called Historia in the deepest part of the military. At the most decisive moment, he made a traitor who would betray his country because of his personal affection into the Six Generals!”

Shiati was already liberated. Even so, Shiati stared at me without intending to attack him. Even though I wanted to express something, I couldn’t make it out with words, so I had a face that seemed to be stuck in my throat.

‘It’s been eaten. no it has to be Prophets have always been objects of hatred and persecution. It changed as the Seonghwangcheong gained power…’

Sieghrund confirmed that his intentions had been sufficiently worked in, and continued with a smile.

“ruler. Simple logic! If the Pied Piper had power close to omniscience or foreknowledge, or if there was an intuition close to that. Why did he let the children die in Hameln? Didn’t the Prime Minister realize in advance that he was planning to commit a taboo? Of course, because he intended it all! I can’t explain otherwise!”

“no!”

Historia was relatively better off.

Her regret was towards herself for not being able to move at the time. It was a feeling of guilt for letting go of a tragedy that could have been prevented by her power, whether I was the culprit or not.

But if you ask me if your feelings toward me are the same as before, that’s not the case again.

“Don’t listen! This is his ruse! They are trying to cause internal divisions!”

“His plan started before mine. No, it’s called fate! Shouldn’t you start by questioning him before betting on me, Historia?!”

Historia shouted loudly as if trying to cover Sieghrund’s voice. However, Sieghurund’s vocalizations, which were made of smoke, did not go anywhere. His voice still pierced her ears, and Historia grabbed me with disgust.

“day off! tell me soon! You’re just caught up!”

Even Historia, who wants to believe in me, can’t erase the lurking doubts. The gaze of resentment and distrust that gradually pours out. Even if you keep your mouth shut, even if you open your mouth and say something, you can’t get out of the swamp of doubt.

It’s true that I got caught up in it. But there were plenty of chances to escape, and plenty of ways to get away.

Still, I was in Hameln. Even though he knew that Nicholas would end up killing his children, he went along with his plan.

because.

“I got caught up in it. He wasn’t wrong. I knew of Nicholas’ plans.”

“…day off?”

“I still followed. Because that was Nicholas’ wish.”

Historia backed away, hesitant at my markedly changed attitude. I took a step past Historia.

To Shiati, who was terrified of being confused, and to Sieghurund, who was very excited.

‘Did you finally think of something to say? Yes, it will be difficult to get out without revealing now. It would be fatal for you to lose trust, having achieved what you wanted by using only the strength of others!’

That’s right. But there is one other thing.

Sieghrund’s conjecture. Anyway, in reality I’m just an ordinary person who can do a little mind reading. I don’t know about grandiose mysteries like prophecies.

But you don’t have to be honest. Do you know how I survived Tantalus?

“Mr Sieghrund. Why did I let Nicholas go until he broke the taboo? Would you like to guess?”

“Perhaps to fulfill the prophecy.”

“no. Because he had to have a chance to make his wish come true.”

“…wind?”

yes wind.

Nicholas was obviously calculating and treated people below his standards insignificantly, but until that incident, he was a kind instructor to me. For committing a taboo, he rather made a stage forcibly to get his hands dirty.

Oh, of course I’m not thankful at all. Because he was only true to his own desires.

“I wanted to contribute to the military. I wanted to forcibly give strength to me, who could look beyond it if I only increased the size of my strength.”

“But you didn’t. Seonghwangcheong rejects the existence of taboos.”

“no. different. Not because it’s taboo, but because it changes me. I, who had the constancy to protect myself, had to resist it. So I joined forces with friends with the same purpose to stop him.”

Nicholas lacked the strength to carry out his will. So he was defeated. The children scored an encouraging victory against the instructor.

“But despite winning, the kids lost what they wanted. Wanting to be recognized by this country, they participated in graduation practice, but all they realized was that the country had abandoned them. Everyone resented and hated the military.”

Sieghrund’s laughter slowly stopped.

“…So you came to destroy the military as they wished?”

“no. Only a limited number of people can have the desire to destroy the country. Because the country is so big and invisible at a glance, even the person involved doesn’t know what the country is. If you don’t know someone, how can you hate them? If it’s a kingdom, it’s enough to hit the king, but even a military kingdom is a country without a king.”

“then? What were their wishes?”

“It is the most irresponsible and burdensome wish in the world.”

And it is also the most windy in the world. I muttered after lowering my eyes.

“They just wanted to be remembered as they were dying.”

I didn’t have the will or strength to live anymore, so even if I died myself, I hoped that this death would not be meaningless. He wanted someone to understand his hardship and despair.

“But there is no heaven or hell in this world. There is no afterlife. No one will remember them except themselves, of course.”

Death is an end in itself. There is nothing beyond it, and death is just another name for stillness.

A natural result, like a rolling stone crashing into something and stopping, or a floating cloud turning into water droplets and falling. not nature itself.

The metaphysical and surreal meaning forcibly given to it is a delusion that is not even an illusion.

But I can’t even abandon that wind.

“I am the smallest ossuary in the world. A library that commemorates the forgotten.”

I remember everything I went through. because it was the wind

There is no meaning to death, so shouting that he was prepared for death is a good excuse. It is an empty check that no one intends to pay.

But on the one hand, someone is slowly paying off that irresponsible debt. Because it’s the wind.

“The man who plays the flute.”

He led the wandering children and taught them how to fight against powerful enemies. And remembering the dead children and repeating it.

“Doctor from the East. A scholar passing by. Wandering mercenary. Hermit Sage. dervish. Gilson. It has been called by that name.”

The desire to fulfill the taboo, cross the taboo, and violate the taboo.

Whispering a way to achieve something that cannot be achieved with ordinary ideas. Whether it’s a fairy tale, a play legend, an epic, or a story, there’s one character that’s likely to exist.

“I am a normal person.”

I didn’t tell the whole truth, but what I said is all the truth. No matter how much you doubt and dig, you won’t find any contradictions.

In the end, Sieghrund, unable to find any contradiction, tentatively concluded that what I said was the truth.

‘There are several similar traditions. A chest that brings nightmares or a lamp that grants wishes. But could one human being hold such a kind of mystery…?’

My identity is a mind reader. I face the blatant wishes of humans, so if possible, I will grant them. As far as possible, though.

So if you hide your mind reading and then highlight it, you’re not lying.

Sieghrund looked at me with some regret for what he had argued so far.

“…Aren’t you a prophet sent by the Seonghwangcheong?”

“You can’t be a prophet. After the first saint was nailed to the cross, only the saint could prophesy. How can I, a man, prophesy?”

“It’s okay to make up stuff like that. That the saintess was manipulating it from behind, or that she was moving after receiving a revelation. Or that he cheated on the sex with some kind of number. There are many ways to cheat.”

Is it because of one’s counter-use skills or an occupational disease? You have a pretty open mind. If the regressor had been in front of him, the fact that he was disguised as a man would have been exposed.

“Wow, I’m actually a woman and a saint too? For me, the last resort is the most attractive! I wanted to experience a woman’s body at least once in my life! ah!”

He clapped his hands as if he had just remembered and pointed to Sieghurund.

“Come to think of it, there is a person who has changed his body in front of me. It was Historia a while ago, but it was changed to Carofald’s, right? How do you feel when you become a man? Should I ask how you feel when you become a woman? Mr. Sieghrund, what is your true form?”

“…Originally, it shouldn’t be revealed, but there’s no point in hiding it from you. It’s not polite to wear the face of a dead friend.”

He murmured doubtful whether this was what a person would do, then covered his face with his palms and changed his skeleton. A crunching sound was heard, and the bones and muscles that the qigong was holding on to were rearranged. The hair changes color from root to black.

Returning to the ‘original shape’ was several times faster and more natural than transforming. It must be because he keeps repeating his ‘original appearance’ on a regular basis.

A man with an exemplary clean impression appeared. A man who is like a white drawing paper in a bad sense that the word ordinary looks fits perfectly. Average size for height. The body is a bit skinny. Every time I read Sieghrund’s thoughts, the ‘original appearance’ kept shimmering….

“Don’t come all the way here and deceive me. How is that what it really is?”

this is not

“Uncharacteristic face. average height. Moderately lean body. A master of qigong is like that? oh that can’t be No matter how you look at it, isn’t that the default setting for Aki Avatar?”

Sieghurund responded immediately.

“I don’t know what you mean. This is the original appearance of Sieghrund, the military commander.”

“ah. A setting like that?”

Man does not picture his face in his mind. Because your face and your body are always there.

Paradoxically, the fact that Sieghurund kept repeating his identity and recalled his original body in his head so as not to forget it.

“Then what about before you become the Sixth Growth? Before that, what name and what face did you live with? No, what kind of face were you before you learned reverse magic?”

Sieghrund’s face twitched. His face, like a sheet of blank paper, was crying and he drew feelings of displeasure. It’s a face that’s perfect for showing off.

So it can’t be real.

I wiped the smile off my face and questioned him.

“Who the hell are you?”