Episode 238
“This… … .”
Does this mean we can’t communicate now?
Maybe so, but it was quite disappointing.
Right now, I have the most questions about my third brother.
Something about the [Strategy Book], something about Seren… … .
Of course, the advice for the current situation is the same.
Thirdly, the death penalty’s way of thinking was somewhat unique, and of all the people I’ve seen, he had the strongest My Way tendency.
To a certain extent, he didn’t even listen to the teacher’s words as long as he was focused on the part he was passionate about.
One time, I got into an argument with my teacher, and I guess I completely lost my temper… … .
To Baek No-kwang, “Ah! I was swearing, “I really don’t want to get old!” … .
It was literally beaten to dust on a rainy day.
And the third executioner did not retract his words even though all his bones were broken and his nose was bleeding.
The third execution was also the moment when I developed feelings of respect for humans.
Anyway, because of this tendency, most of what the third brother said was nonsense… … .
Sometimes, a criminal would come up with a solution that would be difficult to imagine.
I somehow wondered if a woman like Verita would have also experienced the third death penalty.
What can I do by deceiving you?
The third brother was also a playboy with a glamorous history of women.
– I mean… I met so many different women, Luan. I haven’t counted them, but there must be hundreds. Kill it?
– You’re not really going to die, are you? It’s not at the level of a leg of lamb.
– are you okay. There will never be any conflict between them. Tsk tsk tsk!
– … … ?
… Of course, you can’t keep looking for people you can’t contact.
What a waste of time.
I first thought about the opinions I received from the two executioners and then came to a conclusion.
“I have to do as my brother and sister-in-law say.”
I’m sorry to Sister Cheon, but I think the fourth death penalty solution is the right solution.
[‘Blind Heavenly Demon’ receives a small shock.]
At the same time, a jingling sound was heard… For some reason, I got the feeling that Sister Cheon was a little upset.
“I’m sorry.”
After apologizing to Sister Cheon, I relayed information about Verita to Sister Arang.
“Death penalty, that woman. Her head seemed a little spinning. She’s not only unstable, she seems crazy. It’s clear that she’s not crazy, but the strange thing is that she sometimes shows a very rational side. In the first place, she infiltrated the hostile forces as a nun and was not discovered for quite some time. Rational yet instinctive? Is existence itself contradictory? “For now, that’s just my impression.”
His words were incoherent, but our fourth executioner would have understood perfectly.
Because he is a man who understands well even when I talk nonsense.
“Honestly, I’m the type of person who doesn’t want to get involved. As my second sister-in-law said, if a person is completely hostile towards me or is a bad person that I cannot deal with, I can consider them as enemies, but that is not the case. Rather, I have become that woman’s enemy… … .”
This was the fundamental reason why I was embarrassed.
No matter how strong Verita is, if you can see it as a clear enemy, you can clearly decide how to deal with it.
You can either run away and plan for the future, risk your life and fight, or try to negotiate… … .
But rather than being hostile to me, Berita was trying to protect me.
What was important was that the protection method and response were too extreme… … .
The fourth brother, who heard the whole story, reacted.
[‘The Iron Monk’ speaks.]
[Then, is it true that you are the one who exists at the center of all that character’s actions and thoughts?]
“… Right now, right?”
Because I said that my orders take priority over the words of the Black Cultist.
And I had the illusion that the fourth executioner was speaking to me in his unique, inorganic voice.
[If you understand all the joys and sorrows of a person, you understand half of that person. Now that it’s clear at what moment you get angry, pay attention to something else.]
“What are you happy, sad, or happy about?”
[okay. After that, you can stab it in the same way.]
“Same way?”
[You said that the character seems contradictory, right? In that case, you too must confront contradictions. For an unpredictable and confused person, theories and evidence are useless. There are people in the world for whom brute force is sometimes the most effective.]
“… hmm.”
Contradiction after contradiction.
I somehow felt like those words were the biggest hint.
It was a slightly difficult word, but somehow it reminded me of something to point out.
“thank you. Both of you. But what are you doing so busy these days?”
[‘Blind Heavenly Demon’ speaks.]
[massacre.]
[‘The Iron Monk’ speaks.]
[defense.]
“… hmm?”
Defense and massacre?
Did you two also receive different missions from Master?
I was a little puzzled, but in fact, even when I was in Yeongsan, the two of them were almost always out and about, so there was nothing strange about it.
Anyway, since both of us were busy, there seemed to be no time to talk further.
I said with a slight smile.
“A private residence, and the death penalty. I wish you both good luck. I’ll contact you again when I have time. See you again.”
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And as I awkwardly waved my hand, I felt like two invisible people were laughing… The faint trace of gaze also disappeared.
My heart is light.
I don’t know if the solution I came up with will be effective, but I feel mentally at peace just by saying what I couldn’t share with anyone.
‘then… … .’
Should we try creating a gap first?
Bombshell Verita.
Just wait.
* * *
“oh! You are here. Did you have a good sleep?”
But I never thought we would run into each other less than a minute after leaving the room.
First of all, it looked like I was naturally standing in the hallway… No matter how I look at it, it seems like it was waiting for me.
no.
Was he watching rather than waiting?
anyway.
I grinned and waved.
“huh. did you sleep well.”
“Hmm? Looks like you had a good night’s sleep. “Your complexion looks very good.”
“Something wonderful happened. “Thank you, I feel very good.”
“aha.”
Verita smiled slightly and followed behind me.
Right, one step away.
It looks as if he is serving as a counselor.
I said as I was passing by, looking for a restaurant.
“Blood mace of the 72nd school.”
“ah.”
“This is the nickname the hero mentioned earlier. Is it you?”
“It’s also called that.”
“Is this the nickname you earned as an Inquisitor?”
“That’s right. When was it? “It was probably a second name that arose around the time when about a hundred church members were killed.”
“… … .”
A situation where a member of the Dark Church is an inquisitor.
In general, it doesn’t make sense.
This is because the profession that most frequently encounters the dark church, not only within the church but also throughout the empire, is the Heresy Inquisitor.
In addition, Verita also holds the title of hero.
He probably killed hundreds of church members and injured twice as many people before he got to where he is now.
It’s strange.
As I’ve said several times, the relationship between the Dark Church factions is not good, but it’s not like they’re hostile either.
First of all, they are united under the orders of the Black Cult, and they also know that they are public enemies of the empire.
‘Are the colorless factions particularly exceptional? They are completely hostile to the Dark Church… … .’
If that were the case, it would explain the killing of a hundred church members… … .
Of course, it could be that Verita is just crazy, but I don’t know.
Judging by the introduction I heard before, this guy held an important position within the colorless faction.
And usually, the actions of high-ranking executives indicate the tendencies of the organization.
‘What if the dark church and the colorless faction are hostile?’
Or, if it’s not related to that extent… … .
Then Verita’s existence will become even more annoying to me.
Thinking about this and that, I finally entered the restaurant I found.
As it was my first meal in almost 24 hours, my mouth watered just by smelling the food.
The restaurant was a buffet style reminiscent of the retreat days, and I was able to grab a bowl and eat as much food as I wanted.
There is a common prejudice that the quality of the buffet format will be low, but is this really the restaurant of the Heroes headquarters, a hero organization that even the imperial family pays attention to?
The quality of the mountain of food did not deteriorate at all.
Moreover, there was no separate fee for using the restaurant.
If he had a big appetite, wouldn’t he risk his life to become a hero just to be able to use this restaurant?
“oh. seafood.”
Is it because of the battle with the octopus demon?
Unlike usual, I was craving seafood, so I scooped up food nearby.
Grilled and fried fish, steamed clams, grilled clams, raw shrimp, and even octopus and squid.
Eat, empty, fill, eat, empty, fill… … .
After I emptied about five bowls, I had some free time and looked ahead.
“… … .”
Berita was looking at me with unusually embarrassed eyes.
“why?”
“Uh, aren’t you overeating? … ?”
“Do you usually eat this much?”
“Well, that’s right.”
“Aren’t you eating too little?”
Verita said as she looked at the plate with just a few vegetables on it.
“This is enough.”
It was almost time for the meal to end.
[Disseminates from the control room.]
[Heroes who wish to participate in the promotion must visit the 7th conference room to receive information about the 3rd test.]
He said that only once and then his voice trailed off.
Isn’t something like that usually spread twice?
‘Heros. ‘There’s no affection.’
Anyway, the voice in my ear was a little familiar, and it sounded like the blunt hero who had offered to recruit me.
Was it Chiron from Beowulf?
I roughly stuffed the remaining food into my mouth and then headed to the 7th conference room with Verita.
As expected, Chiron was waiting in the room, and when we arrived, he handed us a piece of paper.
“This is information about the third test.”
“Oh, yes.”
After receiving the paper, I glanced at it.
[Overview of promotions.]
[All challengers spar with Class A heroes.]
[Score is given according to the performance of the above sparring, and if more than 60 points are obtained out of a total of 100 points, a passing decision is made.]
I liked the simplicity of what was written on the paper.
But something a little puzzling arose.
“hmm?”
As I looked at the paper and tilted my head, Chiron said.
“why. “Does the test content look too easy?”
“I don’t know if it’s easy, but the risk certainly seems less than before. “At least I don’t think I’ll ever die.”
“okay. There’s no way you’ll die. However, the risk is not small.”
“yes?”
“This sparring is conducted in front of numerous heroes. “What does this mean?”
“If you lose, you’ll be in trouble?”
“… “Not at all.”
Chiron thought for a moment.
He looked like he was hesitating where to start and how far to give advice… … .
Soon the voice continued in a somewhat sluggish tone.
“Heros’ hero rating has a system called Plus.”
“plus?”
“okay. B plus or A plus… Something like this. A label given to those who have stayed in each grade for more than 10 years.”
“Is that a good thing?”
“That’s not necessarily true. For example, what do you think when you see a C plus or D plus instead of a higher grade like A or B?”
“Uh, that’s… … .”
Chiron spoke while I paused.
“If it’s a lower grade for 10,000 years, of course it can’t have a good reputation even within Heros. Regardless of consistency or sincerity, there is no progress in skills. However, among heroes belonging to B grade, less than 5% advance to A grade. “The majority either retire as B-rankers or are demoted.”
“… … .”
“Do you go to Class A or stay in Class B for the rest of your life?” … . It’s a cruel truth, but the results can be seen from the first promotion match. The heroes who are watching have excellent insight and thoroughly check the skills of the challenger. In other words, if you don’t get excellent grades here, you could stay in B grade for the rest of your life.”
“aha.”
I said something… … .
It didn’t really matter to me.
For example, it is enough for me to just barely exceed the cutoff point of 60 points in this test.
Even if I become a B-class hero, I will be able to enjoy most of the benefits of being a hero that I want.
‘Apart from that… … .’
I looked at the test content.
A sparring match with an A-class hero.
Seeing this, I thought it was a good idea to think about Verita’s treatment in advance.
I don’t know how strong the A-class hero is, but it would probably be impossible for the current country to win completely without even a single scratch.
“When does this sparring start?”
“It starts at 1pm tomorrow. “The order will be decided then.”
“All right.”
I nod to Chiron, crumple the paper in my pocket, and immediately leave the room, leaving Heros.
Eventually, we headed out to Tefer.
“… … ?”
Berita, who was following behind as if it was obvious, looked puzzled, but didn’t specifically ask about my destination.
Thanks to this, I was able to continue walking comfortably, and eventually the place where my feet entered was the forest I had passed through yesterday while traveling by carriage.
A place with few people even during the day.
I saw Verita in the forest with her back to a particularly large tree.
“Hey. “Do you know what this is?”
When I asked while showing the Onmyodo sword on my belt, Verita quickly nodded.
“Of course! “Isn’t it one of the three gods of the Judge?”
“… … .”
Judge.
Judging from what he’s saying, it seems like he’s probably a major character, and the three gods are probably referring to the Yin-Yang Dao, the Single Wooden Sword, and the Wind Lightning Play, respectively.
“good. You know me well. “Then take a good look.”
“… … ?”
I held the Onmyodo sword in reverse while looking at Verita with puzzled eyes… … .
The next moment, I put it straight into the back of my hand.
Sigh!
The cool blade pierced the back of my hand and protruded into my palm.
Of course it hurt, but I could bear it.
“… uh?”
Unlike my calm face, Verita’s eyes were so wide as to be torn apart.
It was a loud reaction as if his hand had been pierced.
“Uh, huh? Now, just a moment, a moment, a moment. What on earth is this… yes? uh? Huh?”
ruler. How are you going to get out now?
I smiled heartily and observed Verita’s face. Verita alternately looks at my face and her hand pierced by her knife.
“Uh, uhuh, huh, huh, huh, huh… … ?”
This guy’s face changed from time to time, like waves in a storm.
Embarrassment, sadness, disbelief, shame, anger… … . Then, suddenly, his eyes turned upside down.
“Grrr… … !”
He foams at the mouth and faints.
“… huh?”
I didn’t expect this… … ?
fantasy,
