Chapter 305 – Anxiety (4)
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A disintegrating body.
Even the crazy appearance of the opponent who thought he would be a helper.
As time goes by, hope disappears and despair noticeably increases.
The footsteps of struggling under the water gradually subside, and the hands that were struggling to get out of the mire return to their original positions.
He was that kind of person.
A weak human who has never lived a fierce life and doesn’t even know how to struggle until the very end.
It wasn’t something that could be realized even with the vitality of a strong body.
“Still… , Not the worst.”
Giving up his struggles, he chose self-defence.
While ignoring all the worst situations that are strangling my body, I scrape together things that are like crumbs that I am barely holding on to soothe my tired mind.
“I have more money than my original body, and even if I can’t become a hunter, there is no particular obstacle to my normal life…”
It was something we did every day in a small corner of the room.
The act of firmly ignoring the cold reality, comforting oneself with delusional imaginations, and locking oneself up more and more.
But this time was an exception.
“Fuck…”
I am not comforted at all even though I try to comfort myself by scraping up the crumbs that are much thicker than then.
The more he does, the deeper the resentment builds up in his heart.
Why?
Why doesn’t it work?
“Ah…”
It didn’t take long to find the answer to that.
“Because I am ill.”
Because all this despair stemmed from my stupidity.
Until now, all the consolation was possible because I was able to turn it to others, not my fault.
But this time… , No matter how much he said, he couldn’t blame others.
“I… , I did stupid things…”
If only I had been a little more careful.
If only I had wondered if there would be a better way than the flashed idea.
If I had, I wouldn’t have blown the chance of a lifetime like this.
No, the things I only imagined in the corner of the room might have actually happened.
“Kuhhh… !”
Thinking like that just makes me laugh.
How much is Son Si-woo laughing at himself after gaining his own body?
‘Maybe he’s cursing at me for being a stupid bastard.’
Maybe it’s more grateful than cursing.
Instead of the old body that is in ruins, I gave you a young body with infinite possibilities.
Repeatedly laughing and crying, he soon gave up.
“Okay, that’s it…”
What would you do if you held on to the unanswered problem until the end?
Having closed off even the slightest possibility that might exist, he adapted to his life.
No, he tried to conform.
The repetition of the daily routine of going to work the same way, locking yourself in the guild manager’s office, leaving work behind, and leaving work.
Of course, not every day was the same.
Tried to change
If you think of this body as your own, you cannot be alone forever.
So I tried to make friends somehow with the people I often run into.
“Excuse me… , Im secretary? Lunch with us…”
“I’m sorry, guild leader. I have a prior arrangement.”
“Ah, then I can’t help it. Haha!”
He didn’t know that he was just sitting in the corner of the room.
How to approach people
What kind of conversation should I have, and how should I lead the atmosphere?
I don’t know if it’s better if we don’t know each other.
However, the people he wants to make friends with are those who originally knew him deeply.
Rather, it was more difficult and difficult because of that.
“Ha.”
Even though time has passed, he is still alone in the end.
Suddenly, I remembered the old days.
The landlord lady who ran away from the nursery school and happily took her home.
She used to say that to me from time to time, who came to fill the side dishes that fell every week.
-Do Jin-ah… , Now that you are 20 years old, how about going out and working for a few hours?
– The purpose of work is not just to make money. If you meet and talk with various people, your social skills will grow, and your thoughts and feelings will deepen.
-If that happens, I think Do-jin will become a much healthier and more wonderful person than he is now…
At the time, it was something she didn’t want to hear.
What else does a person change with just a few hours of part-time work, and what does it mean to become cool?
‘I thought she was just trying to make her pay her rent by making money.’
The lady who has been there for several years and has only received a monthly rent of one mana is finally trying to get more of her money from me.
At the time, she thought so stupidly.
But now I know.
“These were really words for me…”
That she was saying this because she sincerely cared for herself like a child and thought about it.
It was not a narrow corner of the room, but a desire to go outside and see many things and be enlightened.
That she was the only person in her life who cared deeply about me, whom she thought was the only one.
She realized it only now that she had come irrevocably far.
“I want to eat the food my aunt cooked for me.”
Is it because of memory correction?
The side dishes the lady made seemed to be more delicious than the rice I am eating now.
“Under… , Fuck.”
Soaring jealousy.
“That bastard could always eat the rice her auntie cooked for her.”
At that time, it was natural, and things that were considered insignificant become desperate.
These thoughts continued even in the car on the way home after work.
‘Can’t I go back? .’
It is to the point where you have already decided that there is no answer and will start working again on the problem you gave up.
‘If only I could go back, I could really do anything.’
Looking out the window blankly with vain thoughts.
He suddenly realized that something was strange.
‘Here… , Isn’t that the direction to go home?’
I know because I’ve been there several times.
What kind of scenery is hanging on the way home.
However, the appearance outside now was clearly different from the way home.
Feeling puzzled, he asked the knight.
“Knight? It doesn’t look like you’re heading home now.”
“…”
The knight made no reply.
Just hold the steering wheel silently and continue driving.
Feeling frustrated at this, he leaned forward to check his condition.
“Hey, driver… ?!”
The moment he sat behind him and met his invisible eyes, Son Si-woo stepped back in shock.
‘He doesn’t have black masturbation.’
The knight’s eyes, facing each other, were filled with only the whites of the eyes, lined with thin thread veins.
At that moment, the memory of sleeping in his head comes to mind.
‘Mind manipulation… !’
That the eyes change like that when subjected to some mind-manipulating drug or magic.
In other words, doesn’t it mean that the current article is being manipulated by someone?
‘Who the hell?!’
I was going crazy and jumping, but it seemed difficult to find an answer.
Unfortunately, there are many opponents in the world who can target Son Si-woo.
‘Ugh… , What do we do? Just open the car door and jump out?’
It’s a strong body, so wouldn’t it be okay if I fell from a running car?
I thought so and opened the door as hard as I could.
Chin!
The door doesn’t even open as if it’s blocked by something.
“Turn it off… !”
I even thought about pulling it off with force, but the car door wouldn’t budge at all.
It seems that not only the knights but also this car have all fallen into the hands of the opponent.
The death that creeps up from under my feet fills up to the vicinity of my chest before I know it.
‘Sir, I hate it. I don’t want to die like this.’
While he was trembling in fear, the car that had leisurely passed out of his remote road stopped at a certain place.
A secluded neighborhood where you can’t even hear the sound of grasshoppers crying.
A shabby church was built there.
‘Hey, where are you… ?’
While he was looking around through the window.
The knight’s mouth, which had been motionless while holding the steering wheel tightly, opened.
“Get off. You are waiting inside me.”
“Who, who are you talking about?”
“…”
As if he had finished what he had to say, the knight kept his mouth shut and stared straight ahead.
Son Si-woo had no choice but to open the car door and go outside and headed to a church standing a little away.
The closer you get, the more shady energy you feel.
When he opened the door, holding on to his fear, what he saw was the normal interior of the cathedral.
Long chairs for those who pray, stained glass that sprinkles colorful light.
The only difference is that there is a statue of a man standing with his arms wide open and wearing a robe instead of the Virgin Mary at the innermost part of the cathedral.
And below it.
“Welcome, Son Siwoo Hunter.”
A middle-aged man in a black priestly uniform greeted me with a benevolent smile.
The person waiting for him, as the knight said, must have meant that man.
He asked as he entered the cathedral with nervous steps.
“Did you call me here?”
The man nodded happily at this.
“Yes that’s right.”
The man who came down the low platform walked in front of Son Si-woo and slightly bowed his head.
“Nice to meet you. I am the priest who manages the cathedral here, the garden.”
“…”
Son Si-woo’s gaze goes to the large statue hanging over his head.
A statue of a form never seen before.
In all likelihood, this is a place to worship a god designated as heretical by the church.
Siwoo, the hand that raised his tension even more, pretended to be calm.
“Why did you call me here?”
To this, the middle-aged priest, Jeong-Won, replied with a smile.
“Hunter Son Siu suffers from permanent magic circuit damage… , We can heal you.”
“… !”
Son Si-woo’s eyes widened when he heard his answer.
The magic circuit damage is only Son Si-woo’s secret that even his family does not know.
How did the man in front of him know that, and how was he so confident that he could fix the damage to the magic circuit that couldn’t be healed even with the saintess’ abilities?
As he looked at him suspiciously, the garden continued.
“I can only doubt it. Damage to the magic circuit is a wound that can never be healed by modern medicine.”
“But can you heal?”
“That’s right.”
An unwavering answer.
At this, Son Si-woo’s heart began to shake.
I don’t think that’s possible, but if it is possible, how great would it be?
‘If only I could fix my broken body…’
Isn’t there a little more chance of changing bodies with him who lives in my body?
He clumsily hides his true feelings and asks back.
“… What do you want from me?”
It must not have come simply for the purpose of healing.
Like most shady people like this, they probably threw the bait because they wanted something.
As if Jeongwon had been waiting for that question to come out, he answered with a deeper smile.
“Please become an apostle of the god we serve. Then, the power to heal Son Siwoo Hunter’s damaged magic circuit will also be created.”
“…”
Apostle.
The one who becomes the hands and feet of God and spreads his will far and wide.
It is not a huge donation, nor a half-hearted believer, but wants to enter the deep place of the group that worships heresy.
‘An apostle of heresy.’
The first thing I heard was rejection.
Ethan’s words I’ve seen in movies and cartoons have always been miserable.
But I couldn’t just refuse.
If the god he worships truly has the power to heal damage to his magic circuit… , Because that’s the only way to slightly increase the chances of returning to my body.
Right then.
Rationalization, which was often done in the corner of the room, began.
‘Okay. After all, my goal is to return to my original body, right?’
Anyway, the goal is to get out of this body, so what does it matter whether you are a heretic follower or an apostle?
After all, isn’t it the job of the real Son Si-woo, who has regained his original position, to settle everything?
He asked, his heart lighter.
“What is the name of the god you worship?”
The smile drawn on the corner of the garden’s mouth grew even thicker and twisted at the same time.
Asking for a name means that you are very interested.
This would mean that his heart is slowly moving over to them.
“Invidia.”
He tried to return his twisted smile and continued with a courteous benevolent expression.
“It is the name of the god you will serve.”
