I Quit the Hero’s Party Chapter 60

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EP.60 Rotten thing (3)

   “yes? “Is there a way?”

   Kalt tilted his head.

   Is there a way to find the medium that entered the other world? Kalt thought that even if this wizard could do something that no one else could do, it was impossible.

   In the first place, not only are the lineages different…

   ‘As for the medium that has entered the other world, isn’t even the spirit master who made a contract with the spirit king able to specify its location?’

   This is something that even the authorities in that field could not do. It is possible to bring out a medium from another world. However, it is unknown where and how the medium will emerge.

   ‘I’m sure that’s the case…’

   Kalt looked at Raniel. She is still resting her chin and looking at the forest. It was as if he was looking for something.

   ‘···He wasn’t a person who spoke empty words.’

   Is there some way?

   Kalt took a moment to speak.

   “Is it possible to specify the medium of the other world?”

   “That’s impossible.”

   “Then how…?”

   “Kalt, would you like to tell me something interesting?”

   Instead of answering, Raniel started talking about something else.

   “I, too, have been selected as a medium for the altar?”

   “···yes?”

   Kalt’s eyes widened.

   “When do you mean?”

   “Of course it happens after you leave. And… it is also a story about what happens after facing that disaster.”

   Raniel shrugged his shoulders and continued.

   Those eyes were still looking at the forest.

   “At that time, I had some taste. I was out of my mind. I met something like that, so maybe it was natural. And, Kyle was a bit f*ck. ”

   Because that son of a bitch made a fuss about quitting.

   Raniel sighed while muttering that.

   “That coward must have thought it was an opening.”

   “···Are you talking about a gap?”

   “Uh, gap. A gap worth digging into through brainwashing. And, there was actually a gap. “Because I was in a dream too.”

   dream.

   The wizards who were selected as mediators and barely returned alive at the end of the ritual speak out in unison.

   The dream was sweet.

   It’s absolutely impossible to wake up from that dream.

   Kalt asked, remembering those words.

   “···So, did you wake up just before consciousness?”

   “ok? no? “Then it’s too late.”

   “yes?”

   Raniel laughed.

   “I fell into a dream and woke up not long after. “When I compared it later, I realized I walked roughly ten steps.”

   “···Is that possible?”

   “I don’t know if this is my first time seeing the altar, but… I have a vague idea of ​​the structure of the spell, and it’s actually simple.”

   She spread her fingers.

   “Why wouldn’t you want to wake up from a dream? “I guess it’s because it has everything you want in it.”

   Tap, tap, she touched her chest.

   “But I wasn’t there.”

   “yes?”

   “That dream wasn’t what I wanted.”

   Kalt asked.

   So what did you want?

   “Well, there are a lot of things… but whatever.”

   Raniel answered.

   “It wasn’t something you could gain from the past.”

   2.

   Reflecting on my past was a mysterious experience.

   Resty saw the dream with consciousness gradually becoming clearer. I understand that this is a dream. However, I had no idea what the principle was.

   ‘Something is blocked.’

   Accidents are limited.

   I feel like the direction of my thoughts is limited. As if under a mental spell.

   ‘···As if caught by something?’

   ■■Serial order.

   ■■Series ■■.

   ■■■■ ■■.

   ‘···I do not know.’

   It seems like something comes to mind, but it is quickly forgotten. It makes me keep dreaming.

   The thoughts that come to mind are limited.

   Resty blinked, repeatedly recalling and forgetting that fact. The scene he saw was different when he opened his eyes and when he closed them.

   When I open my eyes, I see fire.

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   Firewood continues to be thrown towards the burning flames. Flame is an extreme emotion, and firewood is a biased memory.

   -Is this all you can do?

   -you.

   -therefore.

   -why.

   – That’s all.

   When you open your eyes, what you see is a cold gaze.

   Whether it was Resty’s own mistake or not, that gaze does not change.

   -That’s not your place.

   -You are not suitable for that position.

   -Compared to the gray wizard, you…

   A cold gaze and gossip linger in my ears.

   The gaze they are looking down at makes Resty’s breathing tighten. No one sees themselves.

   In comparison, what about the other side?

   Resty closed his eyes.

   -That’s amazing! Resty.

   A warm voice is heard.

   There is an elder there stroking his head. There are only happy memories there.

   -Yes, that’s how you do it.

   -You have talent, Resty.

   The memories I see when I open my eyes are terrible. 

   When I close my eyes, the memories that come to mind are happy.

   The contrast is stark.

   It is obvious which one to choose.

   Resty closed his eyes again. 

   However, it was different from before. My eyes did not close. Resty involuntarily opened one of his eyes.

   ‘something.’

   Why did you open only one eye?

   ‘It’s not enough.’

   The past alone does not fill anything. 

   I keep getting thirsty for something that can’t be filled. It felt like something important was missing.

   Resty feels thirsty.

   He is hoping for something.

   Resty didn’t know what it was.

   * * *

   “Something you can’t get in a dream? “Can’t anything happen in a dream?”

   “If it’s a normal dream, then yes. However, the order is a little different. Spells that interfere with the mind are very complicated. “You can’t create something that doesn’t exist.”

   Tuktuk, Raniel touched his head.

   “In the end, it is made only from things in the subject’s memory. It’s probably closer to a recall spell than a dream. “I would have drawn a constraint circuit using closing and opening my eyes as a trigger.”

   “I don’t know spells well…”

   “Well, to put it simply, it’s like this.”

   She said.

   “The past is bound to be glorified. “It makes you look back on the past and think that everything you want is in the past.”

   “·····.”

   “by the way.”

   The gray wizard let out a sigh.

   “Wizards can’t do that.”

   Those eyes were looking into the distance.

   “Elder and Master said that to me. “A wizard shouldn’t do that.”

   * * *

   Feeling thirsty, Resti looked into the past.

   To satisfy Resty’s desires, the dream draws a more detailed landscape. Even the smallest memories were brought up and displayed in front of Resty.

   Memories with the elder flow by.

   Her memories of being happy had already faded away. The spell elevates the past a little further.

   -···if.

   -this time···.

   Many things emerge and disappear.

   But Resty’s thirst is still not quenched.

   The order notices him. 

   Brings back more memories.

   Memories of the past suddenly came to mind.

   “Lesti.”

   And, memories are always incomplete.

   Sometimes it’s distorted. Sometimes forgotten. That’s what memory is. However, spells do not understand the mystery of such memories.

   “Lesti, raise your head.”

   It just brings up memories.

   Among the memories brought up in that way, there was one that Resty had forgotten at some point. 

   I remember not being able to listen calmly because I was caught up in the emotions of the time.

   Memories that were only remembered as scenes.

   In the end, the spell even brought up that memory.

   “Look at me.”

   Resty looked ahead.

   An elder is seen lying in a hospital room.

   ‘This···.’

   Perhaps, it was a memory from just before the elder lost consciousness. At the last moment, the elder called Resty into the room. And he told me a story.

   ‘What did we talk about back then?’

   Resty doesn’t remember it clearly.

   My memories of being steeped in sadness are not complete. This time, with a calm mind, Resty looked at the memory.

   “I have something to tell you.”

   The elder’s voice has no strength.

   The voice was lifeless, but the eyes that looked at Resty did not lose their shine.

   “I have a friend named Raniel. He seems to have gone far away now, but he is a friend who served as the next Lord of the Gray Magic Tower.”

   That’s how the story begins. A story that I had not heard at that time seeped into Resty’s ears.

   “There’s something I told that friend. “That’s what I told my friend when he was having a hard time as the next magic tower lord.”

   The elder continued.

   In a different tone and voice than usual, I said things I had never said before.

   “Lesti, a wizard needs to be selfish. “No matter what others say, you need to do whatever you want.”

   Resty at the time didn’t listen to that story.

   “I know. If you lived as you were curious, what happened at the orphanage? Because that was the reason I came. “You said the beast you summoned hurt the children, right?”

   At that time, Resty just held the elder’s hand and cried endlessly.

   “The price of curiosity must have been high. The price you pay for using your talents to their full extent must have been heavy. “Because unrefined talent can sometimes be poison.”

   It was like that then, but not now.

   Resty listened to the elder’s words with his eyes straight open. I heard his last words.

   “But not anymore.”

   The elder stretched out his hand.

   “You have enough to handle what you have. “You just couldn’t ignite the fire because you were caught up in memories of the past, but you are already a great wizard.”

   The hand brushes Resty’s hair.

   “Don’t be caught up in the past, let’s just look to the future and run. Because that is the duty of a wizard.”

   The elder meets Resty’s eyes.

   “The idea is to keep doing it until you are satisfied.”

   With those last words, the elder’s hand drops.

   That’s the last thing I remember.

   Lesti opened her eyes, leaving behind the memory of returning to the beginning once again. He didn’t need to look any further.

   Resty is.

   With your eyes open, ask yourself:

   Are you satisfied?

   Memories of the past three years unfold before my eyes. These are memories of crouching and running away. Resty muttered while looking straight at it.

   “no.”

   Resty opened his mouth and spoke.

   “I wasn’t satisfied.”

   * * *

   “A wizard must be selfish.”

   Raniel said.

   “Go as wild as you want, and build up magic in your own way by destroying everything others have built until you are satisfied.”

   Smiling, he said.

   “Don’t be caught up in the past, but look to the future.”

   Then he added:

   “So, there was no time to be caught up in the past. Because there wasn’t what I wanted there.”

   “Wouldn’t other wizards think that way? However, other wizards…”

   “Well, first of all, you have to have a certain amount of mental strength. “That’s basic, dude.”

   “Wow…”

   Kalt shook his head.

   “Then it’s back to square one, isn’t it? “From what you’re saying, isn’t this student chosen as an intermediary?”

   “yes.”

   “Isn’t it difficult to expect a mere student to have that kind of mentality? “You’re still a child, aren’t you?”

   “Yes, even you coward thought so. And, that is a mistake.”

   Raniel said with a sigh.

   “Kalt, I don’t think you know anything.”

   “yes?”

   “This is a kid who lasted three years in the Magic Tower. There’s no way you have mental strength, right? “I can’t endure it with a sober mind.”

   “What is that…”

   “A wizard, especially a wizard from the Gray Magic Tower.”

   Pointing at herself, she smiled mischievously.

   “He’s temperamental, and he’s bound to be twisted somewhere.”

   * * *

   Flash.

   Resty opened his eyes.

   The eyes that close and open are different from before.

   A faint halo of light wavered in her eyes. The light is platinum-colored. A brilliant platinum-colored light dwells in Resty’s eyes.

   A ray of light drives away the darkness.

   The world turned pure white.

   Numerous circuits are floating around in a world dyed pure white. The circuit was black. It was not the circuit that Resty drew.

   ‘The spell that makes this dream come true. And, the spells that robbed my body.’

   You will understand the circuit the moment you see it.

   Although I can’t trace it, I can see the flow of how this is transmitted to the stars.

   Her eyes have always been like that.

   I read the flow of mana. 

   I understood the structure of the order itself at a glance.

   Resty stretched out his hand toward the star and the spell. He then suddenly changed the direction of the spell. One by one, the spells begin to fall apart.

   My mind became clear.

   My vision began to clear.

   Tuk-tuk, tuk-tuk.

   Resty thought as he cut the spells one by one.

   ‘I failed the test.’

   The first thought that came to mind was, strangely enough, that was it. 

   But I didn’t think much about that fact. 

   What’s wrong with ruining it?

   It’s unfortunate, but that’s all.

   ‘It’s not that I couldn’t solve it at all, because I solved it in some ways.’

   At least the professor will see it. They will read the answer sheet and evaluate it. Even if that evaluation is persecution, it is okay. Maybe I would be disappointed, but it was still okay.

   In any case, it means taking care of yourself.

   If you just look at it, there will be another chance.

   That was enough for Resty.

   ‘Because other people didn’t even care.’

   I endured that for three years.

   ‘I’ve been living under that kind of gaze until now.’

   Now, I finally have someone who cares for me. 

   I’ve finally reached the starting point.

   Maybe, there will be someone who will acknowledge me.

   ‘Are you satisfied with this?’

   Resty roughly tore off the last spell he had grabbed. The circuit was dismantled with a thudding sound.

   “Do not be ridiculous.”

   Haven’t shown anything yet.

   There is no way I will be satisfied.

   “Give it to me.”

   It’s my body.

   Platinum-colored mana spread out like an explosion.

   3.

   “Look at that.”

   I pointed to the back of my hand.

   It is a circuit connected to a circuit carved elsewhere. It was shining brightly now.

   “You said it would work out somehow, right?”

   “···What is this?”

   “What is it?”

   I stood up, feeling someone else’s mana, not mine, filling up in the circuit I had engraved.

   “Now it’s our turn.”

   And then I held out the back of my hand towards Kalt.

   “Trace it, dog nose.”

   “Do you know that is a very rude expression?”

   While sighing, Kalt placed the tip of his nose on the back of my hand. After sniffing a few times, Kalt raised his head.

   “I remembered.”

   “So, it’s a dog nose.”

   I shrugged and pointed into the woods.

   “It will only be for a moment, but it will pop out of this world.”

   Count the number with your fingers.

   “Just over a minute. “Can you specify something in the meantime?”

   “What do you see me for?”

   Kalt pointed to the tip of his nose.

   “Ten seconds is enough.”

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