Chapter 95 – Prologue -1-
Right after the door opens.
The reaction of the party who confirmed that I was fine after my side was pierced was different.
Joanna said she was fortunate and expressed her aspirations to take the lead from now on, Jeren apologized for not being able to keep it, and Beatrice half sobbed.
I ran out of gin from drying and soothing it.
At some point, everyone waited in silence after realizing that the node was not harming me.
I had a bitter taste in my mouth.
I gave them a short explanation about the node, and expressed my gratitude and apologies.
Afterwards, after shaking off the greed for the other items remaining in the treasury, we safely escaped from Baladur’s Rare.
“By the way, Master. Now, is that evil dragon called Baladur coming?”
“Well… Well. First of all, I’m anticipating that it will come back in about half a year.”
I answered Joanna’s question like that.
To be honest, I couldn’t pinpoint exactly when he would come.
It is only assumed that after capturing Jurgen and returning to Rare, he will pursue Beatrice.
“Are you really going to be okay? I heard that he was infamous even in the Pandemonium.”
At Jeren’s words, I waved my hand and said it was okay.
The moment he stands in front of my eyes, he is going to be fucked.
‘To use the jewel, you have to touch it….’
It will be possible somehow
Looking ahead, I could see Beatrice, who had been leading silently since crying out loud, slightly trembling the hand he had hidden behind him.
I quickly approached her and took her hand.
“Don’t worry. Balladur won’t let you do anything.”
“Sssss, gossips, what are you talking about all of a sudden….”
Then Beatrice, her back and her ears open, twisted to shake off my hand, but her strength was weak.
I couldn’t help but smile at him.
Because I realized I didn’t want to lose it.
“Don’t be anxious because I will leave the baby and leave it to you.”
“Ah, I see… I-I’m not worried about any of that….”
Am I mistaken?
I thought it was because of Balladur because he looked uneasy, but it wasn’t.
If so, please….
“… Did you think I was with Nord, the white woman?”
“What! I-I’m not at all!?”
No, that’s the correct answer.
She exclaimed in her unsteadily quivering voice, exhaling her heated snorts, then jolted her legs as she strode alone in front of her.
But because of her short stature, I caught up with her lightly and put her arm around her shoulder, which was just the right height for her.
“Beatrice.”
“Don’t talk ear to ear. It tickles….”
At my whispers, she seemed even smaller as she curled her neck like a turtle.
“Sorry. But if I hadn’t thrown myself, you guys would be in danger. After the door closes… To be honest, I did it to live.”
In the end, in a way, Nord saved me by sacrificing himself.
It made my life more meaningful.
Beatrice looked at my face once, let out a small sigh, and murmured.
“I know, I know… I was just worried. I’m so glad you came back safely….”
Then she closed her eyes and hugged me tightly.
She was momentarily taken aback by her uncharacteristically aggressive behavior, but as soon as she hugged her tightly, her body trembled slightly.
And then Beatrice smashed her face against my chest.
Tears may have burst, but I can feel the dampness.
Gently pat your back when spraying.
“Thank you for waiting. And, look forward to tonight.”
“Wh-what are you saying!?”
Beatrice, now blushing, fell from my side fanning her face.
Looking back, Joanna and Yeren were smiling.
I smiled and thought for a while.
‘Tomorrow is Joanna. The next day is Yeren.’
It was to set the order.
A flesh-to-skin apology would be more effective than a verbal apology.
‘It’s like filling it with your body, what.’
Somehow, I felt strongly that I had become a stallion.
* * *
The heroine seen in the flashback room.
It was definitely the silhouette of a saintess.
So while I was waiting for Balladur, who was not sure when he would come, I wondered what it would be like to attack her saint, and learned shocking news.
『Wanted Order ― Hero Jurgen Granwald』
If it was Jurgen Granwald, it was definitely the name of a hero.
“Ugh. You bastard, why have you fallen many times over?”
Beatrice and I looked at the official document in amazement.
Currently, we have just arrived in Hegrove to replenish our necessities, and there are no spare robes, so Joanna and Jeren are waiting outside the city.
Yer En wondered where she stole it, because she had more money than she thought, so she bought some of her spices for the last time, passed by the square, and now saw an official letter from the royal family attached to it.
“Consider it a challenge to royal authority?”
“… It is natural that this is the case.”
I nodded at Beatrice’s words.
There was no one-sided meeting, but he was a crazy bastard.
It’s impossible to talk to him because he’s turned into a demon anyway, but when I checked in the reminiscence room, it looked like shit.
“Wait, Oh, no, I heard you attacked the saintess?”
“What? Are you really crazy?”
Now that Neritiel and Beatrice have been taken away by me, there must be only one saintess left in the party, right?
Moreover, it was clear that if she hated her saintess, the madmen of the Holy Empire would pursue her warriors and tear them to pieces.
Those fanatics are bastards who will accept death with a bright face, saying that even if the world perishes, it will be the will of the goddess.
By the way, did you attack the saintess who is said to be the daughter of Goddess Illya?
‘You’re really fucked up.’
It was clear that Yurgon, who would be pursued by the terrible evil dragons and madmen, would die on its own if left alone.
‘… Wait a minute.’
If the hero can’t put a flag on her saintess because the party has collapsed, won’t the bad ending come to her saintess?
To paraphrase this a bit, it means I don’t have to rape her saint.
While stroking her chin, I decided to think about this matter for a while, and took Beatrice to the gates of Hegrove.
* * *
“I’m telling you now, but Ed-sama is truly amazing.”
While grilling sausages over a bonfire near Hegrove, Jeren said something out of the blue.
“What? Oh, the face?”
It’s something I’ve heard often before.
Even if your skin gets better and you peel off dead skin cells once, the spirit of Joseon remains.
What I mean is, even if my appearance is good, it’s a common Asian face with good skin.
I’m not saying I’m ugly, my appearance looks very exotic to people here.
Still, thanks to the characteristics of the people of this world, I have never experienced racism.
However, Yeren opened her mouth while purring.
“The face is rather wonderful rather than divine. There is something else that I find strange.”
You say my face is great?
Does the kid have a bean pod, he’s talking nonsense.
“What part is interesting?”
I put my hand on the corner of my mouth that was about to rise and said.
“Asmodians, Dragonians, Vampires. Even though the three of us aren’t human, he treats us as human beings and feels sexual desire for us. Ed-sama is definitely a human….”
Beatrice and Joanna also opened their mouths to Jeren’s question.
“Right! After wandering around for about a year, I realized that although there were people who were kind to this race, no one looked at it with reason.”
“On the other hand, when I first met my master, he dragged me to the tavern and immediately shoved his penis into my mouth.”
I gently lowered her head as my past sprang out of Joanna’s mouth.
“… I’m sorry. Too hot for a thief trying to steal a donkey.”
“Ehehe.”
At my words, Joanna bulged her cheeks with her tongue and hurriedly averted her gaze to stare at me.
It was because there was an illusion that cold sweat was flowing on the pitch.
If you stare at that figure for more than five seconds, you’ll quickly get uprooted.
“Okay. I am human.”
Certainly I got the bug right as node said.
No human being in this world will feel sexual desire or love for this race.
It must have been the game setting.
“Rather, from my point of view, other humans are amazing.”
But this world was no longer a game.
A child is born in a small village without a name, and some are happy, while others are in despair.
Right now, at this very moment, everyone is living their lives.
Even if it’s all programmed, what’s the difference between reality and reality?
If it is a world where each person lives with their own selves, wouldn’t it be okay to dismiss it as reality?
These beautiful races that did not exist in reality, I can see three even right in front of my eyes.
I mean,
“You guys are far beyond the level of looks of common humans, but I feel good just looking at your faces.”
The party started looking at me with blank eyes as if they had become mute.
I scratch the back of my head thinking that my comment was too much.
I’m just telling the truth
“I can’t even think of other human women. Because of you, my eyes are so high. I may not be able to meet you anyway. Oh, that’s not what I want to say….”
I took a breath and looked over at my companions.
“Me too… Okay. There was such a thing as the object of fate that humans say.”
I wanted to tell you something I hadn’t told anyone before.
Neritiel and Sophia Drin will also tell you someday.
‘Come to think of it, Lia seems to be a little better now.’
As I was organizing my thoughts for a while, it became apparent that they were concentrating on me.
“Where should I start talking?”
The three in front of me can be trusted because they gave me virgins.
To be honest, nothing is more valuable to a woman than the proof of her virginity.
If you gave it to me, I must trust you completely.
“First of all, I am not a human in this world.”
I’m a human who lived in a world far away from here, outside the monitor.
I’ll tell you from now on.
The story of me and Lethe.
Told ya 🤧