Chapter 556 – 555. Welcome to Hell Britain (5)
“What are you going to do tomorrow?”
“… What kind of bullshit are you talking about all of a sudden?”
“That’s bullshit. I came here because I was worried, but the words he said were really nasty.”
The drinking ceremony is all ready. And, all of Freyja’s remaining descendants came under her control, and the surviving Valkyries that Freyja had collected. Clark came to Haemin, who was finishing the work of creating a space to take them all and transferring the space itself.
And…
“You suddenly come here and ask me what I’m going to do tomorrow. What does that mean?”
“It literally means. What are you going to do tomorrow, leaving behind those who are dying? This is what my father told me.”
“… Uh, um, sorry.”
Come to think of it, when Geum Taeyang talked about her father, she always had a faint look in her eyes. Like now.
Although she herself could not understand his feelings for her father, she listened silently nonetheless.
Because he said he lost his father right before his eyes.
“Why are you talking so much about me? This is what my father told me when I first went to practice in this world. They say wizards are dangerous because they have too much pride, but I was captured by an ogre and was shown flying with my upper and lower body separated. This is what my father asked me when I was feeling very disturbed while looking for my mother and watching her die.”
What should I do tomorrow?
“If you think it’s all your fault, that I should have seen better, that I should have done better, and that’s what you’re doing, then I’m telling you to get over it. If you’re going to regret the past, think about tomorrow and move forward. Instead, don’t forget. .”
Those words, don’t forget.
How could something like that be forgotten?
“It was said that even if things that had nothing to do with you fell to your death because you did what they told you not to do, and even if you tried to save it and failed, you lived, and those who survived have to live for tomorrow.”
At least this guy knew how to say things like this.
Laugh bitterly.
And, this was the last time his humanity was alive.
And what he remembers-
-If you don’t kill him with your own hands from now on, I’ll kill the ones behind you one by one.
-Why are you shaking?
-There’s no difference whether you die by my hand anyway or because you don’t fight.
-It hurts? Oh, don’t worry. Each time you die or get injured… The pain will be so severe that you will think it would be better to get hit.
-If you want to protect it, fight. If you want to live, fight even more fiercely.
…
Even now that I think about it, that was crazy. At least to himself, the crazy bastard was right. And even though I became stronger thanks to that, I absolutely did not want to deal with him, but unfortunately, I had no choice.
They say that only the strong can choose their own destiny.
You’ve suffered so much by running around with a leash on your dog and locking yourself in the dungeon, saying that this is the way to go now that you’re weak. It’s also impossible to clear a dungeon where the structure and form change with each entry unless you simply look at the dungeon format and prepare a strategy according to the dungeon.
When he thought he got used to it, he immediately had the others follow him around and make him stand around.
Yes.
On purpose.
And it was his homework to save them all and complete the dungeon exploration, and if he couldn’t do that, he would be treated like a dog.
-He taught me what I needed to survive. From now on, if you go astray, you will be punished.
I thought I was a little more comfortable now, but if I went astray, I was punished with pain that made me want to die like a dog.
And, it’s the same now.
When I think about how I lost my life three times with one wrong look…
…
The Yog-Sothoth of the past was, after all, Yog-Sothoth.
“Someday, if you fight and don’t overcome it with your own strength, the damage will continue… Well, my father said it in this sense, but he also said it. If you can’t overcome it alone, surround yourself with friends you can trust. I wondered if there were people who were equal to me. Even in those easy times, I struggled with the thought that I should take care of these little people, but nothing changed, and a certain old man slapped me on the back and told me to learn to rely on others. .”
“This is what you’re feeding me right here.”
“You can’t believe that a socially awkward person has a friend. Even if you say stupid things, you have to do it in moderation, you idiot. You say you can do it on your own without giving your feelings to anyone, but you turn a blind eye to women. What should I do to make it seem like I don’t have any friends? Won’t you?”
“…”
Fuck.
Only beat with real pectros.
Of course, it was inevitable, and I couldn’t forget the ‘treatment’ I’ve had so far, so I didn’t even think about making it, and I didn’t want to make it, and despite that, these are the people who come and extend a warm hand.
And then, I remember myself just running away to avoid it.
Can you really say that you have that?
One annoying bitch, the teacher’s daughter, one motherfucker who fights all the time, and…
…
Haemin asks quietly, remembering the person who kept his distance from him because he wanted to protect him, but who always stayed by his side.
“Now, wouldn’t it be seen as strange if I did that?”
“If it feels strange, and you don’t like it, it’s a world where you can cut people long ago, but if they’re idiots who want to stay by your side even after seeing your ugly appearance, wouldn’t they just smile and make fun of you?”
“…”
“All life is a series of encounters and partings. There were people I wanted to protect, so I tried to let them go, but they stuck by my side tenaciously, and there were people I wanted to protect, but for my honor, they went into suffering and into a pit of fire and suffered a lot. I could have been selfish, but there were people who broke their hearts and let me go because they truly loved me, and I remember their feelings and live with their feelings, but still… Breaking up means being bereaved. I’m still not used to dying and leaving.”
The death of a comrade, and the bitter expression on his face when he faced that death and laid to rest his old comrade, would not have been visible to the Yog-Sothoth he knew.
Was it too worn out, or-
Is there something else?
And then, as if concluding, he says:
“Well, advice is just nonsense from successful people, so just live your life as you please. Do you understand?”
“What kind of conclusion is this?”
“At least the sweet feeling went away, right?”
That is also true.
Tsk.
And-
Not long after, a huge being warps into the space he is in.
Welland, a giant blacksmith. And in the giant blacksmith’s hand, there was a sword no longer than his own finger. And it is the size that can be used as a toothpick.
However, when it appeared in front of him, Haemin could tell that it was Welland’s work.
A sword with a glimmering flame. The sword, made of flame itself as a blade, was exactly the same as the one Surtur was holding, plus Frey’s divinity and the sword that Gilgamesh had given as a gift. It doesn’t seem to have been given a specific name, but considering that it is one of the swords collected by Gilgamesh, it must be an incredibly famous sword whose performance cannot be found on the market.
“It is ‘God’s Bane,’ created by combining Levatein, Frey’s sword, and the sword Gilgamesh gave you that you used. Roughly speaking, Levatein’s character is a sword with the meaning of ending the mythical era, so it is probably ‘divine.’ If you hit it, it’s almost like a curse, and you’ll die.”
“… Isn’t that obvious?”
No matter how good the weapon is, it is useless if it doesn’t hit.
“You have to take care of that. It consumes a lot of magical energy, but if you’re at your level, you can hold it all day without a problem, so that’s not a problem. Don’t let other things hold it. That’s because the magical energy will be sucked into the sword, and you’ll turn into a mummy.”〈 Br〉
With Clark’s explanation, Welland waits with a proud face for him to receive the sword.
And Haemin accepted the sword, and the moment he grabbed the handle of the sword, a pattern was drawn on the back of his right hand, and the sword disappeared along with the pattern.
“If you put magical energy into it, it will take a black form.”
“… I’m leaving soon. Can you give me this?”
Suddenly I was curious. He is leaving soon. Freyja was also quite heartbroken after losing Frey, and she was also quite exhausted after facing the deaths of Thor, Frey, and Loki in succession. Although it was a short period of time, their presence was impressive and-
Thor even helped himself when he almost died and even supported him with his strength.
“I don’t need this to destroy a god, and if necessary, I can just cast or give a ‘magic’ to a weapon that can kill a god. You don’t know how to do that yet, and the best you can do is destroy the avatar or the incarnation, but that’s enough to kill the god. The bastards won’t be afraid of you. And if you still reject God, remember that if you kill him with that sword, you will become the enemy of all the gods, and they will come at you to kill you.”
“Until you die, or all the people who came to kill you die, and the people who were just sucking their fingers behind you feel that if they all fight, they will all die.”
The warning given by the last Yog-Sothoth.
Before I came here, I was already under pressure from countless gods, and their pressure was getting stronger. And the influence of the ‘bastard’ who wanted to kill with God on his back was growing stronger. Periodically, whenever the opportunity arose, he beat me mercilessly, but despite this, I did not give up and tried to bring myself to my knees,
The time has come for you to make up your mind.
However, my heart is already hardened.
“I’ve already seen too much of the evil those bastards do on Earth to be afraid of that.”
You say you don’t believe and get criticized for being a non-believer, and you don’t believe me? Countries that tacitly condone the killing of non-believers, countries that are silent because they are afraid of God.
Compared to the true gods, they are infinitely shabby and weak, and they are contractors who borrow the power of the gods. And, there are so many gods who invade the Earth and play with mortals as their toys, including those who boast about their power borrowed from the gods and look down on others as if they were their own, and look down on others, and the ugliness is so damn bad. Now it’s starting to overflow.
Heroes are born.
Clark smiled in satisfaction as he reaffirmed that the man in front of him was the last remaining hero, the last hero on Earth.
There’s something worth seeing in the distant future.
“… Well, and this is what I’ll give you.”
“Is there anything else?”
“You probably like Freyja, who signed a contract with you, more than me. The recipe for the ‘Necklace that Gives Beauty’. It seems like she was going to ask me for this before, but then I left Riza almost dying, so I caught her because she was a bitch. I was going to hit you.”
He naturally spits out horrible things. And Haemin forgot for a moment how much this Geumtaeyang in front of him hates God, and how he could tear him apart as if he were just breathing, naturally, but the irony that this damn bastard hates God, and yet there is a God who is friendly with him, coexists.
“Well, if you’ve come down here, shouldn’t you take something with you? It’s probably better for you to make it for me than for me.”
“Why me?”
“Are you asking because you don’t know? Give and take is common sense in the world, don’t you? Even though you come from this shitty Earth, shouldn’t you know this?”
I was briefly annoyed by Geum Tae-yang’s gaze at Hae-min, as if he had seen something he couldn’t really see, but in the first place, it was doubtful whether he would be able to win even with his own strength.
Perhaps, it would be fortunate if he could inflict at least one wound with the sword held in front of him.
“I’d like to have a game before I leave, but… Unfortunately, I have more urgent things to do than you right now.”
And, even if it was only for a moment, a chill went down my spine.
Is it even penetrating my heart?
There’s no way you wouldn’t know.
The feeling of standing on the palm of your hand.
And, it sent a chill down my spine to see that she knew that he was slightly dissatisfied and immediately tried to educate her.
That’s fortunate for me.
How far can he go against a guy who tore apart the demon Baal, knocked out Odin, Nodence, and Thor, and could even take on Surtur if he wanted to?
And-
The time of separation is approaching.
“Now it’s time to go, Ddppang. It was nice to meet you again, and I’ll see you again.”
“… See you again. Ha, okay.”
Come again someday.
The Hound of Tindalos appeared in front of him.
Among them, a ‘monster’ presumed to be the most powerful has appeared.
Dogs, for hunting.
