55 – The inner world (4)
“Soft…… Pooh, Pooh.”
I saw the goddess holding her mouth shut, preventing the laughter from escaping.
‘It’s so soft.’
In my memory. That was the last thing I said.
Her face turns red.
It was embarrassing and embarrassing even I thought.
At that time, what on earth was I thinking when I said those words out of my mouth?
I couldn’t understand.
But I was the one who said that.
If I can’t understand myself, who can understand me?
It was embarrassing and embarrassing, but I decided to understand.
The problem is that the goddess knows the memories that only I knew.
She held back the laughter that was about to burst out in front of me.
She was annoyed to keep looking at it.
“Should I check if your body is soft too?”
The goddess was taken aback by my words, and her body trembled.
She waved her hand and excused herself.
“Just kidding. Joke. So can you please stop clenching her fist with such an angry look? That’s scary.”
“I guess you couldn’t hold back your laughter for something like that?”
“That, that… ….”
“All right. What can I gain by fighting you? Please send it to the next memory quickly.”
I wanted to get out of here quickly.
For that, the help of the goddess was essential.
There was no need to fight and fall out with such a goddess.
“Oh, wait a minute. I have something to do before you go.”
“What to do?”
The goddess moved her steps to the place where her memories were drawn.
There were now four pictures.
A boy crying under the night sky.
A boy passed out holding a bloody stone.
A young man walking on a snowy mountain.
A young man beating a naked girl.
… ….
Let’s pretend we didn’t see the last one.
The goddess stood in front of two of the four paintings.
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They were pictures of the past she had just experienced.
“What are you trying to do?”
“I’m trying to increase the size.”
“Size?”
“Yes. The apostle’s inner world is infinitely smaller than my inner world. Even if we bring all of the apostle’s past, it’s not enough.”
“So you are increasing the size?”
“Yes.”
If it was necessary to get out of here, there was no particular reason to stop it.
Suddenly, I have a question.
“But what happens when you increase the size, or does it change anything?”
My inner world consists of my emotions, mind, and memories.
To raise such a world?
I didn’t know what side effects there would be.
“The feelings I feel about the growing memories are growing.”
“How do you feel?”
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“Impressive memories last a long time, don’t they? You should think so.”
It was an impressive memory.
I thought I knew roughly what you meant.
“Then why aren’t you raising that memory?”
I asked, pointing to my first experience of the past.
“I told you. It is said that the emotions and feelings that the apostle feels are growing. Think carefully about the feelings the apostle felt at that time.”
Things I felt after falling into a strange world.
Fear of monsters trying to kill me. Anger. Despair.
It was all negative emotions.
I didn’t know how people would change if those feelings grew.
That’s why the goddess didn’t increase the size of that memory.
Compared to what he usually does, he seemed more detailed than expected.
“You must have a more delicate side than I thought.”
“Even if I look like this, I am a goddess, right?”
“Is that kind of goddess wrongly summoning an apostle and causing them to suffer?”
“That, that is.”
“All right. Do whatever you want to do Because I want to get out of here.”
“I was just about to do it anyway. Do not rush.”
She stretched out her hand towards her painting.
Koo-gu-gu-gu-gung.
The world shook.
The picture of a young man walking on a snowy mountain and a young man beating a naked girl grew larger.
As I was looking at the painting that had grown so large, I could feel emotions that I had never felt before.
‘What is it?’
Looking at the naked girl made my heart race. Her face turned red.
It wasn’t as embarrassing and embarrassing as before.
I just stared at it with my heart beating fast and my face red.
A goddess approached me.
“It’s over now. How is it? Do you think something has changed?”
“… ….”
“Apostle?”
“Huh? Ah, yes, something seems to have changed, but I’m not quite sure yet.”
“It must be because I haven’t recovered many memories yet.”
“I see.”
“How would you like to do it? Shall I send you to the next memory right away?”
My head was confused for a while at the new feeling, but it wasn’t to the point of being a problem.
“Let’s go right away.”
“Then have a good trip.”
The hand of the goddess pushes my chest again.
The image of the goddess in the distant consciousness became blurred.
●●●
Shoot aaa.
It was a rainy night.
“Collock. Coke.”
A girl with her silver hair and red eyes was lying on her bed, coughing.
It looked like he caught a cold.
“I can’t paint.”
“…… Noisy.”
“Oops, that’s scary. Don’t act like a guest and eat this.”
The man carefully scooped out the soup and put it into her girl’s mouth.
“It’s hot.”
“You’re bothering me.”
The man took the spoon he had brought to the girl’s mouth.
Then she brought it to her mouth and blew it.
The hot soup cooled down to the point where there was no problem eating it in one bite.
He put it back into the girl’s mouth.
“Deruan’s breath smells so I won’t eat it.”
Quick.
Vessels protruded from Derahn’s forehead.
“If you keep doing that, I kick you out. Lucia.”
“Do you have the strength to do that?”
“Grunt.”
“Hee hee, just kidding. Give me the soup, I’ll eat it.”
Lucia snatched her soup bowl from Der An and ate it in an instant.
“Ah, I think I’ll live a little longer.”
The warm warmth of the soup warmed Lucia’s body.
Thanks to that, she became a little better Lucia.
Deruan made an impression.
“Why are you pushing yourself so hard?”
“What?”
“Why did she train in the rain? You should have avoided it if it rained.”
It was purely Lucia’s own fault that Lucia caught a cold.
It was sunny until the morning.
As usual, Der Ann instructed Lucia to train her and went to her village to purchase things necessary for her life.
The rain started coming around noon.
At first it was drizzling rain.
However, as time passed, the raindrops gradually became thinner, and in no time it became a heavy rain.
Thanks to that, Derahn took a long time to get home from the village, and finally returned home around evening.
The first thing Derahn saw after returning home was Lucia lying on the ground in the rain.
Deruan, surprised by that appearance, threw away all his belongings and ran out.
Lucia’s body was cold and her eyes were not open.
Deruan took Lucia and hurriedly entered the house to get warm water.
Then he undressed her and put her in her bathtub to wash her.
Her body, which was dirty with her muddy water, was cleansed, and her cold body was warmed with warm water.
It wasn’t long before she opened her eyes again.
When she opened her eyes, Lucia’s condition was not very good.
After moving Lucia to her bed. Der An cooked her soup for her.
And she fed it.
I asked her who was fine now why she did such a stupid thing.
Young Lucia’s expression becomes quite serious.
Even though she is a child, Lucia was serious.
“Because I have to be strong.”
Deruan was able to learn a lot with that one word, “Be strong.”
“Are you still unable to give up your lingering attachments? She can live like now.”
“I can’t! How many people died because of me alone……. I can’t just live like this!”
She was once her princess.
Her prince threatened her like that.
Many people died to protect her from her crown prince.
There were many people who wanted to protect her.
But there were more people who threatened her.
In the end, she lost everything.
When she became a slave she really had to give up everything she had.
However, after seeing the light magic in Der An’s study, she rekindled the flame of revenge.
Deruan’s light magic was great enough to make that possible.
Lucia, who had a natural talent for magic, recognized it.
She thought that revenge would not even be a dream if she mastered that magic.
She is vengeful.
The only reason she lives now is revenge.
“Is that what you want revenge for?”
“I can’t live comfortably until I kill that bastard.”
Derahn sighed.
“I am satisfied with just living peacefully with you, but are you not satisfied?”
Lucia waved her hand.
“No, that’s not it! I am always grateful to Derahn.”
Lucia knows too.
That Derian was sacrificing for himself.
The relationship between him and himself is that of a master and a slave.
That’s why he treats himself like his family.
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He also gave me a place to sleep on a soft bed.
I also bought some clothes.
I was a Derian who always wore the same clothes and bought several of Lucia’s clothes every day.
Because she knew Deranne, Lucia couldn’t help but be shaken by Deranne’s words.
“Is that so?”
“… ….”
Derahn stood up from his seat.
“Looks like I said something wrong. You must be having a hard time too. Sorry. The soup remains in the pot, so if you want to eat, eat and go to bed.”
Deruan covered the blanket and left the room with an empty bowl.
Lucia A room left alone.
She was in deep trouble.