I have seen or experienced all sorts of absurd things in my past and present life. My previous life was on the Internet, my current life was on the Lee Waejin.
However, in the case of Lee Waejin in the present life, it is now thought that this is the case. And I’ve heard from Clark that demons have human origins.
In other words, it means that even if a tsunami occurs, it can pass comfortably. Besides, according to the rumors we hear, we are organizing an expedition to attack the gray desert.
So this vacation, I planned to write a side story while thinking about my next project.
“I know to Mora-sama. Please, to protect love, I dedicated myself to becoming a demon…”
Until, suddenly, a funeral takes place on our estate. The head of the plan was full of unknown confusion.
what am i looking at now What the hell is going on right now? Is what I’m seeing really a ‘funeral’?
Of course, the funeral will be right. Most of the people were wearing black, and their hats were also black.
It didn’t discriminate between men and women and races. In this world too, black was the color that meant ‘death’.
Therefore, if it is a real funeral, it is a rule to wear all black attire. Even that cheerful dwarf was dressed in black, so he said it all.
But why are we doing this in our estate? and······
“Gin Tragidy, who symbolizes the tragedy of the demons, dedicated his life to only one person, Lily Salvay. He dedicated his loyalty to not only the demons but also all the knights…”
Why are they holding a funeral for Jin, the character in Zeno’s biography? It’s a situation I can’t quite understand.
Jin’s sacrifice is a scene that cannot be seen without tears by the standards of the people of this world.
The feeling of dropping wasabi on the tongue, which was known only for its simplicity. The earth, which is accustomed to the spicy taste, could endure it, but it seems that it was not for the people of this world.
Otherwise, it makes no sense to even hold a funeral just because the person in the book has died.
The fact that even the ceremony was being taken seriously made me laugh.
A white inverted cross that symbolizes rest, death, and Mora. If it was Earth, it would have been embroidered with a cross, not an inverted cross.
A priest is praying devoutly in front of the coffin with the cross pattern on it. Surprisingly, she is a demon bride.
Looking at the inverted cross necklace hanging from his neck, it seemed that he was a priest with a fairly high position in the Mora Church.
‘It’s too serious to say.’
It sounded like he was speaking quietly, whether he was using magic, or whether his voice was usually loud, but it stuck in his ears.
As you have heard, most of the prayers are in memory of Jin. He mentioned the noble fate of the demons.
This alone is enough to make you laugh, but the reactions of those who attended the funeral (?) are even more speculative.
“Morashi, rest for the young but unhappy soul…”
“Happiness doesn’t come from just tasting a little…”
“Even if it was bland, I should have finished by killing only Diabols…”
People who are not sure whether to call them mourners are paying tribute to them with all their heart. Some people are sobbing, perhaps because they have one more drink and are more sensitive.
I have seen in newspapers that people who are immersed in the Jin-Lily couple have a radical side with quite a rich sensibility.
Sweet, spicy, bitter, salty, all kinds of flavors are added to the story in a variety of ways, so you can’t help but fall in love with it naturally.
But recently, a large amount of wasabi has been dropped, so the tongue as well as the eyes are bound to sting.
‘It seems like I really killed Jin. No, it’s true that he killed him…’
I don’t know what to say. Should I call it indirect murder?
Since I, the writer, killed the character I created myself, it seems that it was murder, not murder. It is for this reason that he foresaw that he would be f*cked the moment he revealed his identity.
It wasn’t empty words, but because it seemed that bad things would happen the moment he showed up. I wanted to get out of here, but I can’t go anywhere.
There were some that came close to take a look, and the back row was full, and above all…
‘Why is my mother over there…’
It was because my mother was sitting on the road leading to the mansion. It was the same outfit she had seen before heading to the temple.
Somehow I heard that there was a funeral today, but I never imagined it would be something like this.
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Not only that, but as if to show that he was the mastermind behind this, there was no one around and he was standing still behind the commemorating bride.
‘Thanks to Youngji people, but…’
I sighed inwardly and looked back. Unlike a serious funeral, the back side is rather noisy.
Even though it was a funeral, was it because it was close to an ‘event’? Or maybe it was because there were a lot of manpower to escort the procession.
Whether the funeral was held or not, Yeongji people were busy moving here and there. Most of them are related to the food and lodging industries.
People like this never go back overnight. In other words, it means staying at our estate for at least three days.
It goes without saying that the solemnity of a funeral is not always maintained. On the contrary, depending on the culture, it turns into a real festival.
For example, there are dwarves. Dwarves have a pleasant birth, so even funerals are pleasant.
Pouring beer into the corpse’s mouth, or talking as if it were still alive.
It can be said that it is a unique culture of Dwarves to have fun even if they send it when they send it.
Even if they weren’t Dwarves, these people would know. It’s not really a funeral, it’s more of an event.
For the sake of only one character, in terms of Earth, it is close to being a mother.
The downside is that it’s incredibly large.
“May you . . . rest in peace. May Mora take care of this poor soul.”
The long eulogy is finally over. The bride left the place while showing her reverence to the end.
When he left, the person who walked in front of the coffin was none other than his mother.
Even if she doesn’t usually wear makeup, she’s just as beautiful as a virgin, but she feels even more beautiful because she came out with a purpose in mind.
In the worst case, it feels like the makeup is covering up her beauty. Actually, I’m also someone who doesn’t like makeup.
While I was thinking about it, my mother, who had to stand in front of so many people, looked around the crowd and smiled recognizingly.
“Everyone who loves Xenon’s biography. Thank you so much for attending despite your busy schedule. My name is Anna Ducker Michel. I am the author of Xenon’s biography, Zeno’s mother, and a reader who loves Xenon’s biography just like you.”
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Mother introduced herself and bowed politely. Her indigo hair is falling slowly.
People greeted him with quiet applause for not only his appearance, but also his manners despite being aristocrats.
After cutting her back, she straightened her hair for a while and then spoke with her characteristic soft voice.
“Most of you are probably people who were shocked by Jin’s death. I was as well. To be honest, I never thought that so many people would participate. Although the character Jin is loved by many people, it is only a fictional character. I would like to express my sincere thanks to those who came to pay tribute to Jin.”
“·······”
“Have you seen the recently released epilogue?”
“Before I came here, we perused together in the capital.”
The demon priest who had recited a tribute to his mother’s question quietly answered.
Unlike the main part, the epilogue was short, so it would have been easier for you and me to watch it.
“Okay. Then everyone will know. The resurrection of Jin will never happen. The size of his soul has grown so close to that of a transcendent that he can’t hold it as a vessel for mortals, and resurrecting him as an angel is not a good fit. This is explained in detail in the work as well. There was.”
“A work is just a work! Why not just resurrect it!”
“Yes! It’s a fictional story, so it doesn’t matter if you include a fictional story!”
“Please do so!”
Was it even her mother’s tears because she nailed Jin’s death? The mourners (…) who were supposed to be readers raised their voices.
People who cry as if they’ve just cried, people who really cry, people who just cry for fun.
They had different emotions, but the goal was the same. I don’t need it all, so I want Jin to come back to life.
The mother nodded her head once to see if she understood their feelings well, and then opened her mouth quietly.
“I am of the same mind as you. But I am only Zeno’s mother, and I have no authority to touch the work. Therefore, Zeno’s death is solely Zeno’s responsibility. You can.”
One by one, people began to murmur. Each of them has an expression on their face and seems to understand.
I couldn’t help but laugh at the reactions once again. I’m really sorry to say this to your mother, but her ability to manipulate crowds was no joke.
First of all, aside from the fact that he had gathered people through an event called a funeral, he knew what people wanted.
“So, I hope that you will stay here for a while and join forces to raise your voice. does not exist.”
“I… But can we really do this? Zeno is a writer, but he’s also a prophet who is favored by the gods.
While the mother was speaking, a woman carefully raised her hand and asked carefully. Horns on top of my head in black hair. Surprisingly, it is a demon.
She nodded as if the others agreed with her sensible words.
Although it is embarrassing to hear it in person, it is true from an external point of view. As she said, I am a body favored by the gods.
Just for committing such an act, you can be severely punished by saying ‘daring’.
Of course, due to the nature of the gods who love creation, such things converge to 0, but they do not know how far they will be tolerated.
“Don’t worry about that. It is true that Xenon’s biography is a prophetic book, but it is only a prophetic book, and above all, we have changed the future with the Xenon biography. In other words, we have the power to change the future.”
However, the mother answered this question with ease, whether she expected it or not.
It was not sophistry, but sophistry, but the warm smile and atmosphere make it impossible to delve deeply into it.
The demon who asked the question made a shaky expression on his face and asked again with a size that seemed to be heard.
“is that so?”
“Yes. Instead, it will only be possible within the allowable range. As mentioned in the epilogue, even the gods said that resurrecting Jin as an angel is not allowed, so it will be inevitable. But reincarnation into a mortal is possible. Because I didn’t say it was impossible.”
That’s right. It is described in the epilogue as impossible to resurrect Jin as an angel, and very difficult to reincarnate as a mortal.
But it’s hard to say, it’s almost impossible. In order to reincarnate as a mortal, we had to separate the soul of Diabols that had been fused with Jin.
I asked God directly how difficult this is. And the answer I got back was amazing.
‘Didn’t you just grab a handful of sand spread out in the vast desert and say that the sand is only possible with the soul you want?’
You can find a needle finder in the desert, but it’s a nonsensical problem of probability. Worse odds than winning the lottery.
By the way, the explanation that followed was even better. The worst chance is that I’m reincarnated here or something.
“By the way, why can’t the gods resurrect angels?”
“Isn’t that a curse from the devil?”
“For that kind of thing, even during the Demon Wars, the angels didn’t even show their noses.”
“The elves said that they came down with their wings off themselves, so it must have been a great sin against the gods. I think there was a restriction at that time.”
“I think that······”
A brief discussion period between readers. Mother waited quietly until the people became quiet.
After a while, my mother smiled once more as the crowd became quiet and continued.
“As you have just seen, you must have seen a lot of differing opinions. If it escalates like this, the chances of a fight will increase. So we’re just asking Xenon. He must also know how to resurrect Jin.”
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No.
“He sees a farther future than us, so he must know.”
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“It is the demonization of Jin that proves this statement. Who would have believed it was possible? But Jin proved it by writing it down in the book. From this, it will definitely be possible.”
That was a real bummer, mother. I’m sorry.
“Until then, we will pay tribute to Jin in front of this place, and pray until Zeno changes his mind. Be careful here, never do anything radical. If you damage the mansion or the publishing house, If there is a major accident, we will return it immediately.”
What war of consumption are you going to play? I shook my head violently at the lengthy explanation of my mother, who seemed to be immersed in it for some reason.
Even so, our estate cannot afford to have so many tourists.
Above all else, it seems that the festival is not held in consideration of the famine that has hit the empire recently.
“If you’re worried about the famine that has recently occurred in the Empire, that’s fine. The Minerva Empire has no major problems with the support of Albenheim, and some of them have come to the Michelle estate. Above all, the Michelle estate is a place where all races in the world gather. A city of culture. There is also a separate food for each race, so you can enjoy it to your heart’s content.”
“·······”
You are much better at politics than me. I don’t know where I got it from.
Anyway, there is no need to pay attention to eating and playing, and everyone who attended the funeral began to feel excited.
“Yes. If the gods were angry, they would have been punished from heaven.”
“I’m sure the gods wanted this too.”
“Why don’t we go to pray to the God who is willing to give us a favor?”
“That’s not bad. I’ll have to pray to Mora-nim at this time.”
it was this Why did the gods watch this scene silently?
The gods live on the prayers of believers. As the number of people who pray increases, the strength increases.
Especially for Mora, this is a golden opportunity to increase the number of believers. Due to the nature of the funeral, Mora’s number of believers is bound to increase.
“Huh,” I sighed and shook my head. If you go on like this, you’re going to be stupid.
“······sister.”
“Uh, huh?”
At my call, Adelia, who had been attending the funeral rather than the funeral, answered in a panic.
Come to think of it, Adelia was also a supporter of the Jin-Lily couple. Maybe in the future I will join this rank.
“Let’s get out of here for now. It’ll be hard to go to the mansion right now, so I think it’s better to rest nearby.”
“okay.”
Thus we escaped from among the huddled crowd. But is it because there were too many people?
chin-
“100 million?”
I don’t know if it was a human foot or a stone beak, but something got stuck in the leg.
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Naturally, my balance shifted forward, and Adelia, startled from behind, reached out her hand quickly.
But unfortunately, there were so many people that even Adelia’s outstretched arm was blocked in the middle.
Kwadang!
In the end, it floundered horribly. Fortunately, it didn’t fall over completely, it just fell.
“Aww…”
“It’s okay, are you okay?”
“Yeah. It’s fine…”
Instead of answering, I lifted my head with a feeling of some sort of vague feeling. And as soon as he looked up, his eyes met a passerby.
The passerby blinked, wondering what he had seen, and then grew bigger and bigger, filled with astonishment.
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Not only this, but also the passersby passing by. Everyone turned their gaze to me, and they all opened their eyes together.
So I quickly fumbled my hair. just as expected.
Perhaps it was because the hood that had been deeply pressed down had fallen, and it had fallen backwards. Naturally, my reddish-red hair was exposed brightly.
“Uh, huh?”
“I, that person…”
The passerby who at first stuttered as if in disbelief.
“It’s Xenon!”
He pointed right at me and shouted loudly.
“Xenon has appeared!”
Finally, until the death penalty.
Thanks to this, I could feel dozens or even hundreds of eyes focused on me.
‘Ah, the plague.’
You’ll be treated like a legendary Pokémon.
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