I think I had a dream.
It was a dream from the moment I broke up with Miri.
After the calm declaration of farewell, she quietly turned away and walked away. I couldn’t stop the shrinking figure, and by the time I couldn’t see her anymore, I woke up. It was because of the stimulation that touched the tip of the nose.
It was a thicker [smell of death].
I woke up by shaking my sleepy mind.
“after… .”
The sense of smell that sends a tingling warning.
I was able to predict what was going to happen today by smelling that thick smell.
[The Smell of Death] is not a secret technique that simply warns you of the danger of being killed. It provides comprehensive information such as the murderer’s information, psychological state, disposition, time, location, and direction.
‘It’s tonight.’
According to the original scenario, the moment to deal with the mercenary soldier, who would not be encountered at this point, had arrived. An enemy that can only be dealt with with a healthy Sabaki.
The Fangs of Hidesolau are coming.
Twist your body around. My physical condition was not good, perhaps because of the accumulated fatigue. Having stumbled once, I gritted my teeth.
You have to concentrate.
There was still time until night.
Right now, we are in the middle of the main event related to the true ending, the [Grade Principal Election]. Whether or not you can ride the true ending route is determined by whether you can prevent the jackal from becoming a grade school principal. And here, Adrine’s cooperation is absolutely necessary.
Therefore, I have a plan that I have been making since returning from [First March].
I knew where to go to meet her.
Wearing the black activewear provided by the academy, I walked towards the small infantry sergeant.
The time is 7:25.
I was the only one who came all the way here at this time of holiday.
One more will be coming soon.
After taking out a wooden sword from the public wooden sword stand, I went to the front of the strike table. Then he started wielding a wooden sword.
Tack-Tack-Tack-.
The sound of wooden swords resounded in the small infantry sergeant. Like the ringing of a bell that wakes up a quiet parade ground.
The more you move, the more your sleeping cells wake up, and the body that was frozen in the morning energy is warmed up. The troubled dream seat calms the dizzy mind.
Tack-Tack-Tack-.
He shakes off the auditory hallucinations he heard in the pub by swinging a wooden sword.
‘It’s not about saying goodbye when someone is having a hard time.’
Tack-Tack-Tack-.
Tack-Tack-Tack-.
The batting band is in the form of a rope twisted around a birch tree pole. A cloth doll’s head is placed on the top like a scarecrow.
dizzy.
The canine’s face is superimposed on top of the doll’s head.
‘A idiot from the empire who only speaks. The price of waiting for a long time, is it just taking me out!’
In what he said, there is no insult. Insult, like superiority, is an emotion that exists only between beings of rank.
I am the developer of this game
There is no stress as much as there is no satisfaction in the lines my creature spits out.
Tack-Tack-Tack.
In ‘Savior from Another World’, the experience reward through training to hit the batting team is insignificant. Even so, the reason why I wield a wooden sword like this is clear.
What follows the event.
In other words, this sound is the sound of calling Adrine.
Sooner or later, she will be here. Then, through her, you can proceed with the disassembly of Mulcan’s sword.
Tack-Tack-ttttttttttttttttttp.
I lost my wooden sword when the sun rose and my son-in-law was getting a little brighter.
I wiped my sweaty hands and fixed the wooden sword.
Hidesolau’s fangs should be able to deal with [Mulcan’s Sword] after the Haeju.
Only one question remains.
Today, why am I so dizzy?
***
Adrine woke up early. As I was notified on the roll call yesterday, today was a holiday. Meals with Hoan were dry. After finishing the meal, Hoan quietly tilted his coffee cup and said.
“What do you plan to do next?”
“Today, I just want to take a walk by myself.”
Hoan looked at the princess quietly. In any case, there were seven years between Hoan and the princess, and this naturally shows in their seniority.
The original princess didn’t speak like this.
She was aware that she had been running away to survive, and therefore, she moved based on what she had to do rather than what she wanted to do.
And the reason she changed was something he could guess.
Hoan spoke politely, but in a rather blunt tone.
“Emotional behavior always ruins plans.”
Seeing the ripples in her coffee cup, Adrine put the cup down and said.
“I can’t help it, Joan. I can’t think of anything right now.”
“Is there anything I should know?”
Adrine hesitated for a moment.
Everything that dominated her thoughts was about a certain boy.
How did he know the secret of Frantimo’s clock tower, how did he possess Mulcan’s sword, and how did he come back alive from the duel with the dragon soldier?
“miss. Although it is not accurate information, it is said that Princess Priya seems to be raising an army in the south of Zurbania. Well, there won’t be any immediate conflict with the academy here, but maybe that’s why the dean called the young lady.”
Hoan spoke with the hope that she would return to being the former princess. The princess let out a small sigh and answered clearly.
“I saw that report too. Joan. The situation mentioned in the report was ‘Zurbania’s horse seems to be drying up’. You don’t have to worry about it.”
“… Can I not care?”
“Originally Zurbania rotates the area and feeds the horses to prevent the pasture in one area from being devastated.”
“… So, can I do nothing?”
“no. I do one thing. Please pass it on to the author of the report.”
“What shall I tell you?”
“I want you to study.”
As Hoan nodded shyly, Adrine stood up.
“And like I said, I can’t concentrate on other thoughts right now. I’ll be walking by myself, so please take some time for yourself too.”
Adrine left the restaurant. Seeing her like that, Hoan felt somewhat empty, but he did not stop her steps.
The spring breeze is often like a colt on a spring day. When the wind that shook the acacia blew through her bangs, she would blush for no reason.
‘ah. Really, why am I like this?’
She thought of John, who demanded justice from her. Next, I thought of John who was arranging the dead instead of the tired children, who said he would fight a duel in front of the frightened children, and who finally came back alive.
I think about it later. The moment when I unknowingly ran into the arms of the man who came back alive.
At that time, his breath that fell on the nape of her neck seems to still remain vivid.
‘Please stay away, Adrine. It smells like sweat.’
I don’t know if it was self-consideration, but it was rather savage. What does that smell have to do with it?
It was a smell that only those who decided to sacrifice for everyone could smell. And it was a smell that only those who were able to come back alive after making such a decision could give off.
Then she felt a sense of self-awareness. It was a natural awareness given to those who had the title of [Seeker of Truth].
I couldn’t say otherwise.
Adrine felt a strong destiny.
It may be unconscious that he walked towards this parade ground. Because it was here in front of Mulcan’s statue that John spoke to him about ‘justice’.
However, it didn’t feel like a coincidence that the moment he arrived in front of Mulcan’s statue, he heard a light blow just in time.
It didn’t feel like a coincidence that he was walking toward the batting field from such a distance that it was difficult to recognize his opponent’s face.
Standing on the sandy beach, she spoke to the fate she felt.
“Johann Esperts.”
“yes.”
“Johann Esperts.”
Johan Espertz’s neck is back. A flash of light briefly passed along his jawline where the sweat slid. At that moment, Adrine didn’t even feel shy.
“I feel doomed now.”
“… yes?”
Seeing Yohan’s somewhat bewildered expression, she added quickly.
“for a moment. Don’t make that face. I’m not wrapping my love with rhetoric right now. I hate people who imitate poets who can’t bear to beautify their own minds.”
John was dizzy. Putting down the wooden sword, he hesitated for a moment to catch up with the breathless Adrinne.
Adrine asked further.
“Tell me the truth.”
“What do you mean?”
“Did you know I was coming here?”
It was a shocking question for John.
‘Has Adrine felt something?’
I just wanted to say no.
If he hadn’t known about Adrine’s aptitude, he would have denied it.
She has the aptitude of [truth] and was not a character to be fooled by hasty lies.
‘What do you say?’
Johan didn’t immediately think of words to deal with, and Adrine, who was quick-witted, took that silence as an affirmation.
“how?”
“… I had to take you to a jewel auction.”
“A jewel auction?”
Eventually, Adrin shook her head resolutely.
“no. Don’t talk back, John. The answer is not the answer to the ‘how’, but the answer to the ‘why’. My question is not why did you want to meet me. How did you know I was coming here?”
Of course, it was because the world was programmed that way. And I know because John coded it himself.
If you hit Sergeant Soyeon’s strike force while your affinity with Adrinne has increased, an event to encounter her will occur.
And at that moment, John also had the feeling of realizing something.
‘I feel destiny now.’
Something that Adrine, the [seeker of truth], had insight into.
John had seen the words she used elsewhere.
[Name: John Jeong]
[Class: Developer]
[Class level: demi-god]
[Class overview: As one person involved in the creation of this world, you can read or modify things that are destined.]
[Special Skill: Secret Code]
so-called fate.
A certain flow that can be performed through a condition.
At the same time, he came to understand the naming of ‘Jeong Yo-han’s special skill [Secret Code].
The word secret is a word that refers to something secret, but at the same time it also refers to something sacred.
‘That’s right.’
The moment the thought reached it, John realized an important rule.
It was a rule related to exceptions to this worldview.