Chapter 595 – 1,000 Years of Memory (5)
He looked down at the burning city as if he were trying to write in his eyes what he had done.
Shoot aaaaa… !!
Terrible blood flowed from Nefertiti’s body. Even me who was standing behind her, and even me, who would probably lose to her in a fight, had chills running down her spine.
“Thank you, Nord. For telling me the truth.”
Mana flowed uncontrollably from her, lifting her hair.
“My revenge is… It’s not over yet.”
I was so overcome by her spirit that I shut her mouth.
The past of Nefertiti, whom she had just peeped at without permission, was too vivid for her to open her mouth so easily.
But she couldn’t even say it was right to leave it like this.
It seemed that upon awakening from her slumber, she would immediately leave alone. Even if I told her what I knew, she might not even give her a brief nod after hearing it all.
So, I put my hand on her shoulder, prepared to take a hit.
《──Nefi.》
… With a bang! Nefertiti looked back, her eyes wide open.
It was an expression that was hard to imagine from her usual appearance. She looked as if she was shocked beyond words and trampled her forgotten memories with her feet in the dirt.
“It’s just a past memory. Revenge or whatever, it can’t take precedence over life itself. That doesn’t work either.”
Haven’t you already seen what happens when she gets caught up in the past?
If you decide the direction of your life from negatives such as revenge or hatred, you will only follow the procedure of Equinox. It is right to distinguish between what you want to do and what you have to do.
Nefertiti, who grabbed my arm around her shoulder, trembled her lips.
《… I can’t give up.”
“I never told you to give up. Just, don’t say revenge is ‘the end’.”
Revenge can be a process, but it must not be an end.
It’s not like you’re going to die after seeing everything. What if I shut up here because I have nothing to say and Nefertiti dies?
In that case, she had to use her memories of Nefertiti, or even if she was to be stepped on by her earthy feet, she had to be stopped.
This is a duty between fellow Avengers, and my personal arrogance.
A life where revenge was the end of life, like Optum, was so bittersweet as a person watching the end. To the point that I couldn’t shake it off with just one drink.
“Even if I die, no one will be sad.”
“Then I will cry. Sensitivity is abundant.”
When I answered as if there was a problem, Nefertiti tried to take a step back. But with her shoulder held, it was impossible.
《… I don’t know of any other way of life.”
《I’ll let you know. Because I have a lot of life experience.”
《… I’ve never even thought about what’s going to happen after everything is over.”
“I will think of it with you. As you know, I have confidence in using my hair.”
《… Looking at your face.”
Nefertiti bit her lip. It was a habit that she must have had since she was young, and she shows when she holds back tears.
There were a lot of undead skeletons rolling around on the hill.
The city with a more hellish landscape than this hell was the day the warlock hunter closed his dried heart and began to take revenge.
Therefore, it is only here to revive Nefertiti’s withered heart.
All the feelings she left behind in her childhood will be here.
“When I see your face, I keep thinking of you.”
Said Nefertiti.
Maybe that was the root cause of his concern for me, and the reason he left me when we defeated the warlock together for the first time.
Sadness dries up and deteriorates when it drowsiness. Hatred and resentment were poisons made from dried human tears, like salt made by boiling seawater.
Then, wouldn’t it be obvious how to solve it?
I grabbed her shoulders with both of her hands and smiled as if to soothe her child.
“So, don’t you like it?”
《… …》
Nefertiti removed her biting lip. She opened her mouth blankly, so of course she had to be that way.
All her emotions, simmering in the desert sun, turned into a handful of hatred and resentment. So that she has no choice but to devote her entire life to bloody revenge.
Then dissolve it in water and fill it back into your heart.
Of course, the sediment won’t melt soon. The ashes, dry and discolored by burning, would cling to Nefertiti forever and not be forgotten.
The hatred and resentment dissolved in the water are destined to turn into very salty brine and fill her heart.
But only if you do that, there is a ‘next’.
Even if it’s salt water, which makes it difficult for a single flower to bloom, the desert needs water.
“If you don’t like me, I will try. I want Nefertiti to like me. Pretend to be deceived and believe in a few years. You’ll soon get a taste for life. Like magic.”
I calmly calmed down her light-colored hair, which was rising to life.
Let’s pour out all the handful of black salt and pour water into her empty heart. Until she can water her own heart on her own.
“Anyway, I am the successor of the God of Magic.”
Nefertiti covered her wound with her fingers to keep her from biting her lip. About to close her lips, she hesitated as I did so.
And finally, Nefertiti’s lips, which seemed to have been kept closed, opened.
〈──The successor of the god of magic. You?〉
But there was no reply from those lips. Because when Nefertiti was about to say something, the voice passed between us.
“… Awesome!”
Nefertiti was taken aback, and the smile on my face changed. With mastery moves, we landed at a distance where we couldn’t get in each other’s way in an instant.
The man on the hill was looking back at us.
A white flame-like shadow lifted. It was a man who was far away from his head to toe.
He is a slim handsome man with long white hair that reminds me of some god I know well. Even though he carries a spear, his frame is as thin as that of a wizard.
The man said that, and as if he had just come to his senses, he stroked his chin, ignoring the fire demon of the city behind him.
【Come to think of it, isn’t it certain that the words will work… Even so, if you are the successor of Odin, you should be able to speak Germania. Can you hear me well?]
I hear it. It sounds so fucking good that it’s disgusting.
I made a spear just in case, and threw a whip at Nefertiti.
“… The soul is not here.”
Can Nefertiti see her soul even if she doesn’t use magic like me? She said and half-opened her eyes. Her life, which seemed to subside a bit, flowed out again.
“Somewhere in reality, are you watching us?”
“No, that is nonsense. Never.”
No matter how vivid, these are mere memories. It is an event of the past and just a dream of mine.
Even if that bastard was intervening in my dream in real life with great magic, it wouldn’t make sense that I, the owner of the dream, wouldn’t feel it at all.
【Has Letitia entrusted you with the key to the throne?】
But if so… It was like a character in a movie on the other side of the screen talking to you.
The impossible is happening now.
【If she is given a key, let it be opened to a human with qualities. If you open the door, even if you lack the qualifications, you can obtain the throne by force.]
The man listed the information in a businesslike manner, as if he knew everything about me. Just as he expressed it, his tone was insensitive, like a bank teller working overtime.
【This is Freya’s throne. Don’t let it go do you have colleagues? What about your family? If it’s someone you won’t regret even if you’re betrayed, I’d rather entrust it to you.]
I listened to the baby and pulled Nefertiti with half force.
Stay away from unknown threats as much as possible. Even in the 21st century, it is a survival rule of the wild.
【Are you confused? No way. I’m just talking to myself in an empty space. I can only vaguely see your expression now.]
As if reading my thoughts on hitting the abacus, the white man said.
I opened my narrowed eyebrows back to normal.
【What are you doing, bastard?】
【Sigurd.】
It’s just a memory, but he even answered the question.
【Your name is… Even if I ask, he won’t answer.]
Sigurd, who left the burning village with his back and did not smear a trace of soot, said so. The slobber rolls his head well. If you ask me, I was going to say fuck you.
【This is awful. Conversation cannot be established.]
He let out a small sigh. What did you sit talking about by yourself, pissed off.
─Ew!
I hugged Nefertiti and cracked the dream.
I don’t know what it was, but it wasn’t worth staying and arguing with me if I couldn’t get my hands on it anyway. I didn’t feel like he would answer me when I asked him something.
‘Equinox’s memories ended with this anyway.’
The fact that there is nothing to be seen behind this means that the subsequent events are as I expected.
I will learn how to deal with
Then, in the end, it will die by our hands.
It’s futile as a result of the desperate years, but in fact, the people who died at the hands of that rich bitch would have died in vain. Not worth pitying
I felt my real body open its eyes. The body floated in the air.
【Leave already. We couldn’t talk, but just by meeting like this, don’t think that it was worth staying here.]
The creepy thing was that Sigurd was raising his head exactly at the speed of my rising, as if he could see all of us.
“… …”
Nefertiti let life go, but she didn’t try to get away from me. It was worth persuading. After all, the opponent is not even the body anyway.
I put more strength into my arms to calm down Nefertiti. The strength drained from her body.
【Sharing wisdom is a double-edged sword. However, your judgment is not wrong.]
Sigurd whispered as he watched me leave.
Like a prophet who delivers forbidden knowledge in a story.
【──Congratulations, Wolfheddin. You won the battle against us.]
The guy’s face that I saw right before he woke up was smiling softly.
