Chapter 262 – Reunion
Fog in the head obscures thinking and reason.
You know that there is something in your meditation, but you don’t know what it is.
“Didn’t you say that when you wake up, it feels like there is a fog in your head?”
“Huh.”
Roin nodded.
According to her words, the feeling Roin feels when he wakes up in the morning is the same feeling I feel right after finishing her meditation.
“So you’re talking about seeing something in a dream or hearing something but can’t remember it?”
“Hmm… Huh. I think it’s similar. You?”
“Me? I am… After meditating in the morning, yes. While meditating, I feel like something happened, but I don’t know what it is.”
“It feels like we feel the same with our bodies, but the cause is different.”
At Roin’s words, he stroked her chin.
Everything has a cause. Causal rate.
The old man is a dream, and I am a meditation.
What remains as a result of meditation and dreams is a heavy sense of loss that hangs in the heart as if something has been forgotten.
If it happened once or twice, I would easily forget it and go back to my daily life, but every time I meditate, the same sense of loss remains and disturbs my mind.
If you stretch out your hand, you feel like you can reach it, but it’s an illusion that you can’t reach.
In the first place, what motivated me to meditate?
The culprit was that Mana, who was coiled around her stomach, behaved arbitrarily.
It was because whenever I thought of uncomfortable thoughts, such as Natalya’s revealing of my true identity, or the expressions on the faces of my other women who would be disappointed in me, they twisted and twisted my body like a mudfish.
This mana that turned my body inside out was not mine in the first place.
When I realized it, it had settled in my body before I knew it, and my stamina and stamina had improved to the point where they were incomparable to those of my previous life.
Natalia also saw the mana in my body and said it was different from that of a human.
She said it was Mana, which had the aura of pure death, no, the aura of death itself.
First of all, what is mana?
Natalya said that mana resides in all things.
It is said that water has mana with the characteristics of water, fire with the characteristics of fire, and mana with the characteristics of death in places where life is dead.
But I am a living person. Why does my body have mana, the aura of death itself?
Come to think of it, the 3 sets of four gods that fell with me in this world also had the aura of death.
It is understandable
Because it’s something I stole from the god of death.
But I’m different. I am a normal person.
I am not an incarnation.
Why do I have mana with the aura of death?
Even if I deny that it is not me, at some point, evidence that can be said to be an incarnation of me is forming one after another.
The mana of death coiled inside the body, the power of the god of death that controlled the crow, and the miracle that saved Hergel by pouring mana into his body.
An incarnation, a body from which a god descended, or a god who appears on the ground after restoring a body.
Questions constantly form a dodol-i-pyo.
Questions that I thought about before but gave up because my head hurts are revived.
It’s a secret that I can’t know and can’t tell anyone even if I think about it alone. Nonetheless, I keep thinking about it.
“Are you both outside?”
I turned my head at Natalia’s voice coming from behind me.
She was looking up at me with her head poking through the door.
“I have all my camping gear. The employees said they had prepared a meal. Are you going to eat?”
“Hmm… It should be.”
I nodded at Natalya’s words.
After quickly disposing of the meal prepared by the servants, he parted ways with Germi and left the mansion.
The rain that fell incessantly fell on the end of the hood and flowed down the side.
The robe of the god of death shows a perfect waterproof condition.
Of course, that didn’t mean my face didn’t get wet.
It seems to be the first time since I was in the army that I walked around wearing only a robe like this without an umbrella on a rainy day.
Even now, the rotten me in the poncho raincoat seemed to linger, so he frowned.
I looked at Natalya, who was walking beside me, using the reaper’s scythe as a staff.
No matter what anyone says, she is a talented genius wizard who has achieved a high level at the youngest age.
Could you tell me about this phenomenon by asking Natalia?
To ask a question or not As she pondered, Natalia swiped, turning her head to look at me.
When her eyes met, she smiled her single single smile.
“What are you doing?”
Come to think of it, the reason I started meditating for the first time was because of Natalia.
Did Mana say that she fluctuates and moves according to people’s emotions?
If she doesn’t learn to control the mana stored in her body, she could become dangerous due to her backflow of mana, she said.
Then, after taking Natalya’s advice and starting her meditation, she never suffered from mana backflow like before.
Maybe Natalia knows the answer.
“Ah, that’s what you mean… Hmm… There is a meditation that Natalya taught me in the past. I am constantly doing that.”
“Really?”
Even though it’s not a big deal, Natalia smiled brightly as if she was happy.
“But every time I meditate, I feel something strange.”
“Does it feel strange?”
This time he tilts her head.
“You see it when you meditate? I feel like I heard something or saw something. But when I’m done meditating, I don’t know what it was. It should be said that it feels like there is a fog in her head.”
“Um… ?”
She didn’t seem to understand what I was saying, so she added an explanation.
“It feels like waking up and not being able to remember the content of the dream. They say Roin feels that way a lot these days.”
“Are you Roin?”
The old man who was walking with me while listening to the story nodded in agreement with my words.
“That’s right. That’s right. I’m having a hard time with that too these days. When I wake up, I feel like I saw or heard something in my dream, but I don’t know what it is.”
“Hey Natalie. Do you know anything or have a similar experience? You said you meditate every morning. Is Natalya all right?”
“Hmm…”
At the question of the two people, Roin and I, Natalia touched her lips with her index finger and then shook her head.
“Sorry. I don’t know because I don’t have that kind of experience. Is it like that every time you meditate?”
“Huh.”
“Um… I’ve never heard of anyone having a reaction like that…”
Natalya also has a feeling that she can hardly get a sense of it.
“Is there anything we can know about what Roin said?”
“Hmm… I also don’t know. Besides, the gods I worship are different…”
“That’s true, but Roin and I have been experiencing similar symptoms repeatedly lately. I’m a little worried about what to do if this is a bad sign.”
“Hmm… Then, can I watch you later when you meditate?”
“I don’t know when I’m doing it alone, but it might be different if Natalya takes care of it. Yes, please.”
Even if you’re concerned right now, there’s nothing you can do about it.
I nodded appropriately at Natalya’s words.
When we arrived near the western gate, we saw the guards lined up in two columns.
There are about 30 of them.
I thought that at least 10 to 15 people would come out, but my eyes widened at the number that was two or three times the expected number.
Of course, that doesn’t mean my eyes won’t open wide.
The dignified figure of Trisian standing in front of them, and the figure of Gemanic and Beck pacing around the eaves on the side of the castle gate, sheltering from the rain, caught my eye.
The gray robes they were wearing had turned a little darker gray, perhaps because of the rain.
Trisian turned her head away, perhaps noticing our arrival.
“Are we the last?”
“The assembly has just been completed. Nothing to worry about.”
I looked over Trisian’s shoulder at the guards.
They raised a spear about their height and held it in their right hand.
The thick robe he wore to keep out the rain seemed to be wet even from a distance, probably because it wasn’t performing very well.
Looking at those gloomy faces, I felt like I was actually marching on a rainy day, and I started to get wet.
Whether or not he knew how I felt, Trisian took the lead and started walking. Behind her, two men who appeared to be adjutants started following her, leading the guards.
“Looks like we’re leaving right away. Hanseong-nim, let us follow you.”
“Huh.”
Natalya’s voice is usually good to hear, but it was nice to hear it today, like the cry of a more beautiful bird.
While watching the guards, he began to feel very happy when he compared his situation of walking with Natalya, an old man, and two beautiful women at his side.
“Hanseong, you came just in time.”
As the guards passed through the gates, Gemanic and Beck, who were nearby, followed.
“What do you think is behind this incident?”
“What?”
Gemanic walked behind me and asked me such a question.
“Behind the scenes? Well, if people die from time to time outside the city, it must be a monster.”
“Like that girl from yesterday, it’s such a pity. The fact that a precious person disappears after being turned into a meal for monsters without intelligence.”
This guy keeps saying such useless things to me every time I run into him.
Whether other people die or not doesn’t matter at all.
The only thing that matters to me is the comfort of me and my women.
