I Quit the Hero’s Party Chapter 223

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EP.223 The nightmare is back (2)

   Holy Grail, a vessel containing stars.

   On the way back from Arcadia, I heard a more detailed explanation about the Holy Grail from Cardi.

   “The ‘trial’ through the Holy Grail is basically the same as the trial of the stars. The process of the ordeal is to enter an artificially created alien world and achieve the conditions.”

   I also knew something about the Trial of the Stars, so it wasn’t difficult for me to understand Cardi’s words.

   “But the form of the ordeal is completely different.”

   However, the explanation that followed made me widen my eyes. It was not that I didn’t understand the meaning, but that I was wondering how that was possible.

   “No, is that okay?”

   After listening to the explanation, when I asked him that question, Cardi just shrugged his shoulders with a truly disgusted expression on his face.

   “I did it and it worked.”

   It worked because I did it.

   It wasn’t a very pleasant experience to hear the words I used to say out of someone else’s mouth. I muttered with a sigh as I recalled what happened a few days ago.

   “I really wanted to hit you…”

   “I’m glad you found out now.”

   “You want to get hit?”

   When I raised the hand holding the Holy Grail, Kalt flinched and shrugged his shoulders. Calt cautiously opened his mouth, observing my gaze.

   “So, how on earth does this ‘trial’ work? “If you have any doubts, I think there’s something very unique about it.”

   “It’s a little different from Star Trials. “It looks similar, but it’s different.”

   I asked Kalt a question.

   “How much do you know about Star Trials?”

   “···I know to some extent from the warrior Galahal. “They say it was an ordeal in the form of ‘saving’ someone through endless waves of demonic beasts.”

   “It’s the answer to split.”

   I nodded without thinking.

   Considering the role he played in the operation with Galahal, it was truly an ordeal suited to him.

   “In Kyle’s case, the ordeal was cutting down everything in his way and getting somewhere.”

   “…It seems like your personality and purpose are related to the Star Trials.”

   “Yes, the Trial of the Stars provides a certain ‘environment’ in that way and makes you achieve the conditions.”

   But, I said.

   “The trial of the Holy Grail is not the environment.”

   I tilted the chalice.

   Platinum-colored liquid sloshed around.

   “What the Holy Grail summons is a human being.”

   Not the environment, but humans.

   “What appears in the other world created by the Holy Grail trials is a wall made in the shape of a human.”

   Cardi clearly said so.

   What the Holy Grail summons is not the environment but humans.

   “I have not been able to reach the realm of miracles, such as creating ‘things that don’t exist’ like stars. What I could do was borrow the user’s memory and ‘recreate’ it.”

   Reproduction, not creation.

   “After a lot of effort, I reached the wall, faced the wall in front of an overwhelmingly powerful person… The shape of the ‘strong person’ that I draw is bound to be engraved in the soul of the person who experienced the wall.”

   An ideal that you may have imagined in your head.

   The final destination you want to reach.

   That plays a role in the shape of the wall, Cardi said.

   “The Holy Grail embodies that.”

   “Starlight contains a faint record of all life that has ever lived in this world. “The feeble record is made concrete through the memories of the user of the Holy Grail.”

   ‘Honestly, it doesn’t make sense.’

   Even now, thinking about the explanation, I can only laugh.

   ‘It’s the realm of the impossible.’

   I don’t know what process went through or what kind of coordination was used to make it possible. This Holy Grail contained something that only Cardi could do and that was only possible because of the first saint.

   “The person embodied in such an isolated space is temporarily summoned. “The trial of the Holy Grail is to face that person and achieve conditions that satisfy you.”

   That was Cardi’s explanation.

   I told Kalt as much of the explanation as I could. Judging by the feeling of the root of the tongue being tangled at every point, there was some information that was hidden.

   “anyway.”

   I finished my sentence by shaking the chalice.

   “What is certain is that the person closest to your goal will be summoned through the Holy Grail.”

   “···hmm.”

   After hearing the explanation, Kalt was silent for a moment.

   After a moment of silence, he smiled bitterly. Even after thinking about it carefully, there seemed to be only one person that came to mind.

   “Then it looks like there’s only one person who will be called out.”

   The person whom Kalt took as his goal.

   A person I admired and wanted to be like.

   I also knew that person’s name.

   “Kuntel, the sword superman.”

   To me, the name Uncle Kuntel is more familiar.

   “It’s going to be tough.”

   “I guess so.”

   Kalt sighed.

   “Last time, when I dealt with a weakened person in the city of night, I had to risk my life. However, if Kuntel is summoned as the last person I remember…”

   Kalt remembers.

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   This is the last appearance of Uncle Kuntel that I know.

   “therefore.”

   Kalt said.

   “If you appear in front of me as you were when you blocked the sword of death… I am confident that my head will be blown off with just one hit. “Really.”

   I thought so too.

   At the last moment, Uncle Kuntel, who I saw as I was running away, was forming a whistle with the sword of death. The level reached by humans who devoted their lives to the sword was clearly met with disaster.

   ‘Can Kalt hold up against Uncle Kuntel at that time?’

   It seemed absolutely impossible.

   Let alone achieving the condition, it would be fortunate if the head did not fall off the moment the swords met.

   “Of course.”

   So I said.

   “I guess I can just go once and die once.”

   “···yes?”

   Kalt opened his eyes wide.

   “When you said it was time to go earlier, was it really the underworld? “Senior, your skill in foreshadowing is extraordinary…”

   “No, listen to me until the end.”

   Perfect!

   I once again hit Kalt on the head with the chalice.

   “You will not die in the Holy Grail Trial. You can continue the challenge until your soul gets tired. “I heard that if you hold on well, you can try it three times.”

   “You only get three chances?”

   “They say you can keep going even if you fail. “About a year apart.”

   When your tired soul recovers, you can try again.

   Cardi measured the period to be about a year.

   “So, are you going to give it a try?”

   I waved the Holy Grail in front of Kalt.

   “I’d like to see how it works, too. Should we do it right away?”

   “···now? “Here?”

   “Then why? Should we go outside?”

   “No, just wait a moment. “Shouldn’t I also prepare my mind?”

   Kalt groaned.

   “Let’s wait three days, three days and then take on the challenge.”

   It wasn’t a very difficult request, so I nodded. I also had work to do right away, so it was worth waiting for about three days.

   “Then in three days?”

   “Yes, in three days…”

   That’s the moment when I was about to leave Kalt’s office.

   “By the way, senior.”

   Kalt called me over.

   I tilted my head and looked back.

   “Are you feeling a little better today?”

   “···okay?”

   Looks like you’re in a good mood, la.

   It actually felt good, so I thought it might look that way. I shrugged my shoulders and answered.

   “Today is the day I return from vacation.”

   “…Why am I in a good mood when I return from vacation?”

   “It can only be good.”

   I smiled brightly.

   “I was so excited to meet the students that I couldn’t sleep at all last night. “I made this without even a wink of sleep.”

   It had been a long time since I stayed up all night.

   But I’m not tired. When I received this, I fell asleep just imagining the students’ reactions.

   “Oh, is that so…?”

   While Kalt was looking at me with strange eyes, I hummed and left Kalt’s office.

   2.

   『Peace has come to Aplia.』

   When referring to the past month, students used to express it like that. When I think back, it was truly a peaceful day.

   ‘No need to stay up at night!’

   There are no nightmares that come every night.

   I didn’t have to worry about over-the-top tasks, and I didn’t have to endure nosebleeds until the morning sun rose. I was able to enjoy a very healthy life, going to sleep when the sun set and waking up when the sun rose.

   There are many assignments given by other professors.

   Although there were many, such light tasks were not a problem for students who were plagued by nightmares.

   Even though only one professor was on leave, the students’ lives became more relaxed. The students shed tears at this fact and begin praising the professor for driving away the nightmare.

   『Professor Rutia is the best professor.』

   The professor who replaced Aplia’s nightmares.

   Not only is the level of class good, but even his personality is close to perfect. The amount of assignments is small, and even these are often completed within class time.

   There are no tasks.

   The classes are easy to understand.

   Even if you lose the flow, you can get back into it with a few key sentences written on the blackboard.

   At the same time, it is a class that can be called perfect, providing enlightenment in each class. In this way, the students had a dream-like month.

   “···This is the final content.”

   And, it was time to wake up from the dream.

   On the last day of class, the end of the promised month, Professor Letia stood at the podium and tapped the blackboard a couple of times.

   “I hope my lecture for a month was helpful to you. It was quite enjoyable to teach someone after a long time. “I hope it remains a good memory for you too.”

   The students keep nodding their heads.

   Some people applaud, while others hold back tears by dabbing their eyes with handkerchiefs.

   Dang, daeng.

   The bell rings, signaling the end of class… and Professor Letia lets out a short breath. And then, one by one, students began to gather at the podium.

   “Uh, Professor Letia.”

   “It’s a gift we prepared…”

   “And, we prepared a farewell party…”

   Looking at the crude gifts prepared by the students, Professor Rutia smiled faintly. Since he rarely expresses his emotions, his smile has greater meaning to his students.

   “Thank you. “I will cherish it.”

   The student who gave the gift looked like he was about to shed tears.

   With everyone applauding, Professor Rutia was gathering his luggage to come down from the podium.

   Drurk, thump!

   The door to the classroom opened.

   The gathered students and Professor Rutia all looked at the door that had suddenly opened. There is someone standing at the open door.

   Sarah.

   Gray hair is blowing in the wind.

   ‘Rania van Trias.’

   The woman known as Aplia’s Nightmare opened her mouth while brushing away her flowing hair.

   “Thank you for your hard work for a month, Professor Letia.”

   Continuing in a soft voice, she shifts her gaze to the students gathered around Professor Rutia.

   “And, nice to meet you guys. “It’s been a while.”

   As expected, it is a soft voice.

   However, some students tremble at the eerieness hidden in the softness. Lark, sitting in the front seat, begins to hiccup, and Belnoa, sitting next to him, wipes the area around his eyes with one hand.

   “Really, it’s been a long time.”

   It’s a voice that somehow makes you feel sad.

   However, it is not revealed on the face. Aplia’s Nightmare smiled brightly, with a smoother face as if she had enjoyed her vacation.

   “We are scheduled to start classes tomorrow, so please check the academic bulletin board today.”

   ···Academic bulletin board?

   She nods her head slightly, leaving a deep sense of anxiety among the students.

   “Then let’s see you tomorrow. I hope everyone has a happy farewell party.”

   Rania, who had heard the news that a farewell party was being held, took a step back after pronouncing the word ‘farewell party’ with emphasis.

   Tap, tap, tap.

   And then he walks down the hallway and disappears.

   After the sound of shoe heels faded away, one student muttered. The voice rang low in the classroom.

   “···I’m back.”

   What could have come back?

   『The nightmare is back.』

   A line of sentences comes to students’ minds.

   There is no need to ask who the nightmare refers to.

   It was the moment when the curtain came down on the beautiful youth drama.

   A word from the author (author review)

There will be regrets and obsessions, but the devastation will be the student’s responsibility.

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