56 – The inner world (5)
The goddess gave me a look of contempt when I had just returned from past memories.
I don’t know why you’re looking at me like that.
“Sado, are you a pervert?”
“What?”
“That’s right.”
“What is that?”
“Among the women who appeared in the apostle’s memory, are there any women that the apostle did not take off?”
Whatever she said, she was a goddess talking nonsense.
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“You know I’m not undressing like a beast in horns, right?”
The reason I took off Milia’s clothes was to check her physical condition.
The reason I took off Lucia’s clothes was to wash her body.
Both of them passed out, so I took my own measures.
The goddess is driving me into a pervert with ridiculous force.
I was annoyed again.
Why does that goddess choose to do things that annoy her so much?
The fist is clenched.
The eyes glared at the goddess.
Did you see me like that?
“Kuhm. No, I was kidding. Unclench your fists.”
“Don’t you feel like you joke often?”
“It would not be long to be able to see the apostle like this. I just want to leave a memory.”
“I don’t really want to leave memories with you, do I?”
“What do I want to leave behind? If Sado-nim leaves this place, I will never see him like this again.”
A goddess with a sad face.
Was it an illusion?
To my eyes, it looked like the goddess was grieving.
“…… Well, do it yourself.”
“What is it? That is.”
It was a goddess who spoke while puffing out her cheeks.
Why are you pretending to be cute again?
She tried to clench her fist again, but it stopped.
I thought I would get tired first if I kept talking to the goddess.
“Just send it to the next memory quickly. Get out of here quickly.”
“Don’t push yourself too hard. I will send it even if you don’t tell me. First of all, I will raise and send you to the world of the apostle, so please wait for a while.”
The goddess moved her steps.
There is a new painting. There was my world
I see Lucia collapsed in the rain and run out.
I blew on her soup that I made myself and put it in Lucia’s mouth.
My past. Memories were there.
Koo-gu-gu-gu-gu-goo!
The world shook.
Pictures, memories, and memories grew.
With him, my emotions also changed.
It was different from when the world first grew.
Lucia of the enlarged world came into her eyes.
Lucia in childhood.
She was cute.
It was lovely.
I wanted to protect you.
Emotions I vaguely felt in the past now come to me very loudly.
“How are you? Can you feel something?”
“… ….”
“Apostle?”
“I think not raising the first memory was the right choice.”
“Yes?”
“Listen roughly.”
Only twice.
That alone caused such a change in emotions.
What would happen if you raised the first world?
I didn’t even want to imagine it.
“Then I will send it to you now. Are you ready?”
The goddess put her hand on my chest and said.
“Go ahead.”
“Then have a good trip again.”
The goddess pushed my chest.
My consciousness is locked again.
Is it an illusion that the goddess with a sad expression was seen at the end of the ceremony?
That’s how I lost my consciousness.
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“Derahn! Derian! Where are you going!”
Lucia, a girl with silvery hair and red eyes, was wandering around her house looking for Der An.
But no matter how much Lucia went around her house, she couldn’t find Der An.
“Where are you going… ….”
Someone appeared behind Lucia, who was trying to make her cry because she couldn’t find Der An.
He grabbed Lucia, who was crying, and lifted her up.
“Whoa, whoa!”
A shrieking scream erupted from Lucia’s mouth as she was suddenly lifted up.
Who dares to lift himself like this?
Lucia looked back at her with an angry expression.
She checked the criminal’s face.
Then Lucia’s face brightened as if she hadn’t been angry before.
“Derian!”
“Yes, yes. Why were you looking for me like that?”
“Uh, that’s it… ….”
It was Lucia who had been looking for Derian throughout the house.
But when I stood in front of him, my mouth didn’t move.
Derahn looked at it and said.
“If you have something to say, say it straight up. I’ll listen to you if you can.”
Lucia seemed to be thinking, then she muttered in a crawling voice.
“Do, lend me some money.”
“Money?”
Derahn made a surprised expression.
In the three years she and Lucia have been together, Lucia has never asked for her money.
“If there is anything you want to buy, tell me. I will buy it when I go to the market.”
If you need anything, it’s because Derian bought it every time he went to the market.
“Even, just give me money! I don’t need anything else.”
‘It’s strange today.’
Lucia’s behavior is different from usual.
I had doubts. She didn’t really ask.
“Yes, how much do you need? Tell me.”
“20 Gold.”
“Pu-huh.”
“Derian?”
“Lucia.”
“Huh?”
“I can’t.”
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“Derahn! I’ll pay you back later when I grow up! Huh? Lend me just once!”
“No. Why do you need so much money?”
“I need it! I really need it now!”
“Then why don’t you tell me why you need it?”
“If I tell you, will you lend it to me?”
“No.”
“I hate Derian!”
Puck-
Derian firmly expresses his intention to refuse.
Lucia kicked him in the shin and ran out of the house.
“… ….”
How much pain would a 13-year-old girl get from her kick?
“Keuugh.”
Deruan only watched as Lucia ran out of the house, clutching at her leg where the bitter pain rose.
‘I can’t even go catch him because I’m sick.’
About ten minutes have passed since Lucia left her house.
Der Ann, whose pain subsided, looked in the direction Lucia ran out and moved her steps.
“Did you go to the market?”
The place Lucia headed was the road leading to the market.
“I don’t know what the hell you are asking for 20 gold to buy.”
What would make Lucia need a fortune of 20 gold?
With that thought in mind, Derian moved to the market to go catch Lucia.
It didn’t take long for Derahn to reach the market.
The problem was how to find Lucia in the market where people come and go.
As a matter of fact, today was another day for slaves to come out to the market, so people were more crowded.
Derahn wandered around the market looking for Lucia.
How long has it been since then?
From one side of the market, a quarreling voice was heard.
The market is a crowded place.
It was a daily occurrence for people to bump into each other in places like that.
So there were frequent fights.
It was time to try to change seats without paying attention.
“Hey, let go of this, you damn pig!”
A familiar voice.
Der An immediately turned around and ran towards the sound.
There was a pig with a greasy mustache.
Seeing that the pig violently grabbed Lucia’s wrist, Derian immediately approached the pig and grabbed his wrist.
“What are you doing?”
“Derian?”
instant noodle scks tho
Lucia is surprised by Derahn’s appearance.
Despite Lucia’s reaction, Derian glared at the pig and said.
“I asked what you are doing right now.”
It was only then that the pig looked at Derian with an annoyed expression.
“What are you doing! I was trying to figure out the subject because the slave b*tch was wandering around the market on her own. But what are you interfering with? Anything?”
“This child’s family. So let go of that hand. Then I will return quietly.”
The pig’s face is distorted.
“What? Family? Ha ha ha ha! Are you talking about slaves and family? Are you a slave too? Uh?”
Spitting, laughing pig.
The power went into his hands.
Lucia is in pain because her arm was caught by a pig.
Deruan’s sanity has been cut off.
Puck-
Deruan’s fist hit the pig’s face.
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The shock caused the pig to let go of Lucia’s arm and roll on the ground.
“Cheuk. Hey, what is this!”
“I told you to let go.”
The pig’s face turned red.
“You will kill this bastard!”
The pig got up from its seat and took out a dagger from its waist.
The splendid decoration looked like something made to show off rather than kill.
But the blade was upright.
It wasn’t without lethal power.
“Are you trying to wield it at me?”
“Yeah, bastard! I’ll pick you up today, and I’ll use that b*tch as my plaything.”
“Ha ha.”
“Where are you sighing! Die!”
The pig jumped in with its belly bobbing.
Then he swung his dagger at Deruan’s neck.
A situation in which life could be lost.
Derahn was not taken aback.
Excessive movement. Slow movements due to the large size of the body.
Deruan wasn’t going to fall for such a weak attack.
Move one step back.
A dagger passed right in front of Deruan’s nose.
Deruan’s voice rang in the pig’s ear.
“I just tried to get over it.”
Aroused magic.
“But you crossed the line first.”
A red-hot flame appeared behind his back.
“So you should be paid for crossing the line?”
The flame burned the pig.
The pig’s mustache, which had been well maintained, was all burned to ashes, and the pig passed out.
Derian sighed as he looked down at the pig.
“That’s why I wish you would have understood me when I spoke nicely.”
Then he beat the pig to dust.
The passers-by who watched everything in the market shuddered at Derian’s cruelty.
To them, Derahn, beating an opponent who had already passed out after being burned, looked like a demon.
Without knowing Derahn’s true intentions.
‘But I’ll have to get some treatment.’