Episode 128. Good morning
That day.
On a day when rain poured down in the slums, why was my body shaking so violently?
‘Why are you shaking so much?’
It’s not just because the rain on my body is cold.
It’s not just because there are corpses with their heads missing lying all over me.
Because I couldn’t understand… ….
‘I’m scared. Yes?’
As I said, I could not understand the phenomenon that was happening in front of me, so I defined the woman I had been with before as someone I was afraid of.
No matter how cruel something happens, there is a reason, and no matter how strong the enemy is, there is substance.
What she did was a phenomenon that I could not understand with my common sense.
“… Vivian.”
At this moment, she appeared in front of me again.
Vivian Platonis.
A scholar belonging to the Magic Tower, and a woman who introduced herself as an alien being called a ‘witch.’
“… hehehehe.”
The enemy she forgot about her and swore never existed since that day.
That’s because one of the reasons I wanted to become a warrior was because I had no choice but to helplessly leave her side.
The person I gave my heart to. Being with the person who gave me my heart…….
In this harsh world, it would be impossible without strength.
“It seems like you’ve gotten quite a bit stronger. “More than that time…”
She appeared in front of me again, looked at me with her open eyes, and began to quietly raise her hand upwards.
With her thumb and index finger touching, she aims the tip exactly at me…….
-Taaak!
At that moment, as she reflexively lowered her head, an eerie sensation began to come over her.
If it had been just a little bit later, my head would have disappeared.
Without even realizing that I had died, my headless body would have fallen headlong to the floor, bleeding out and having a seizure.
-Pukwaak!
Before I was freed from that feeling of boredom, I heard the sound of liquid gushing from behind.
As soon as I looked back, my face started to become covered in sticky liquid.
The fishy smell that comes from it seems very familiar.
“Ah….”
But even the nausea that came from that was soon swallowed up by the exclamation I let out as I recognized the corpse lying in front of me.
“Ah, Mr. Lee…… ?”
Iri Haven.
One of the most precious people to me.
“Oh, I missed it.”
Despite losing such a precious person, she only let out her blunt voice and once again lifted her finger.
Just like back then.
“Then, I guess I just have to blow it one more time, right?”
He has no special feelings about killing people, and just prepares to exercise his power towards his target again.
“Now, wait a minute…” ….”
If you don’t avoid it, you will die.
But at this moment, after Airi, another person appeared behind me.
Marilyn Surgeland.
Just like Airi, she is an extremely precious person to me.
“Don’t do that, please…” ….”
If you don’t avoid it, you will die.
But if you avoid her, she will die.
“It’s already too late.”
The moment I snapped my fingers, as if ignoring my desperation, the world soon turned completely upside down.
And boom! A strong shock felt in the body along with the sound.
I knew right away that it wasn’t caused by Vivian’s attack.
If I had been hit by the technique she used in the first place, I wouldn’t have felt this kind of shock, but more importantly, unlike before, I could feel the sensations of her body very clearly.
“Heo-eok, heo-eok…” ….”
Yes, it is a dream.
The cold sweat running down my body and my pounding heart were showing me that what I had experienced before was a nightmare.
Iri and Marylin are safe.
And Vivian didn’t do that either.
Not yet… ….
“… Vivian.”
The last time we met was half a year ago.
After that day, I somehow succeeded in awakening the power worthy of a hero, but even so, I had no choice but to define the memories of that day as a nightmare.
No matter how much I realized the power of a warrior who fought against a dragon, I could never picture myself standing completely by her side.
“It’s not enough.”
Yes, I needed strength.
“Right now, it’s not enough.”
It is incomparable to the red knight I faced that day, and is strong enough not to give in to even such a being.
****
A few weeks after returning to the Empire from the Dragon’s Tomb, I stayed in the house I had originally purchased and took some time to rest.
No, it’s just a rest because I like it. In fact, it’s a state where my activities are forcibly restricted.
News about the war that took place there was also conveyed to the leadership of the empire, but since the situation was an emergency, they decided that it was necessary to go through strict verification and procedures.
How much damage was suffered in the war at that time, how much was gained, and whether I was really the person responsible for what happened at that time…….
Until I confirmed everything and made a call, I was placed on probation, and as a result, not only my adventurer activities but also the use of passageways where I could pass through regular procedures such as checkpoints was restricted.
The good news is that you can wander around without any permission within the system, so there is no problem going out.
This means that, as long as it does not harm others, there is no need to worry about activities to develop military power, such as training.
-Understand!!!
So, whenever I had some free time, I spent time improving my skills by knocking on the scarecrow in the backyard.
It’s not just about swinging a weapon.
What I am using now is the result of imitating the memories instilled in me.
As the senses disappear noticeably even if the memory fades even a little, it could be said that mastery through repeated experiences is necessary to make it completely mine.
– Whirring!
And the trademark of the person who became the source of this memory is not a fight against a fixed enemy, but a melee battle against multiple enemies called a battlefield.
As it is assumed that you are always dealing with a large number of people, you need to be flexible enough to deal with multiple enemies with a single move, and sometimes it is necessary to steal the enemies’ weapons or even make use of things buried in corpses.
It is necessary to change weapons in real time and also change their usage organically.
– Whirring!
Using those memories, he changed the magical sword in his hand into a spear, and as soon as he swung the spear, it changed into an axe.
The moment a heavy feeling struck the light weapon, he quickly changed his muscle strength and posture and continued throwing.
And the thrown ax explodes as soon as it hits the scarecrow! And a light explosion of magical energy occurred.
The scarecrow exposed to the attack was shaken by a spring attached below, offsetting the physical shock.
If it were stronger than
, It would be possible to destroy it, but for me now, that wouldn’t be easy.
“… Is this really the limit without armor?”
Unlike her, my current body cannot be said to be fully developed as a warrior.
You may be able to imitate senses and techniques, but you cannot replicate the physical adaptability required to receive mana.
So, in order to produce the same power as when competing with a red knight, artifacts or equipment that can supplement magic power from the outside are essential.
It’s not quite a bit of magical power, but something like armor with the magical core of a high-ranking demon embedded in it.
“… “I feel like I’m becoming more and more like a rag doll.”
The reason why I feel skeptical in the process of reviewing my own achievements one by one is probably because none of them were achieved through ‘my own efforts.’
Equipment, technology, and practical experience were all achieved through the help of someone else.
If you are satisfied with relying on others for your future growth, you may end up being eliminated one day.
“… “I guess it’s not enough right now.”
Strength is needed.
A power that can be cultivated on your own, rather than just asking for help from someone else.
-Wow.
And what direction to take, even vaguely exists for me now.
In order to inherit Tachia’s memories, she learned how to communicate with spirits, but that did not mean that she could only use her skills.
‘The growth is overwhelmingly faster than expected.’
‘I don’t really have any self-awareness, is it really that big?’
‘Even though you had my help, didn’t you catch up in just one month to achieve what would have taken at least several years? I knew your abilities also apply to spirits, but……. At this rate, I think it would be a good idea to research your own method of use when you have time.’
Jean, my first teacher, also told me repeatedly that my abilities are well suited to spirits.
So, if I become proficient in elemental magic that relies on my abilities, it may be seen as a unique skill that only I can handle, not anyone else’s.
“… “Let’s focus.”
In order to study the technology, I stopped beating up the scarecrow, sat cross-legged, and took the time to meditate.
Beyond just leading the spirits to create weapons, it is to communicate directly with a group of spirits with the will.
-Wow.
At the end, what appeared before me was a group of spirits that had solidified into human form.
The reason its shape is similar to mine is because spirits have the property of instinctively projecting the being that led them.
Of course, even if you project them, there is not much you can do through them.
Once the spirits are implemented and released, they disperse, which means that everything they did when they were implemented is reset.
“Um, hello? “You remember me, right?”
And this is the difference between ordinary people and me when dealing with spirits.
Ordinary people are reset every time they communicate with spirits, but for me, even the scattered crumbs are subconsciously attracted to my presence, so at every moment, ‘an entity that is somewhat identical to the existing colony’ is created.
As an analogy… Yes, while others only have 0.1% Of the performance of rapport, I can achieve more than 50%.
-Oooooh.
“… hahahaha, yes. “Nice to meet you too.”
I expressed my pleasure at the response that seemed to still recognize me, and smiled with satisfaction as I realized that the shape had become more distinct than before.
At first, the lower body was barely visible, but now a body almost identical to mine has been created.
“Now then, can we try doing what we did last time?”
But if all that was created was the body, wouldn’t it just be one more worker?
What is important is how much the body that is now embodied can be utilized in actual combat.
-Wow~
Soon after the group started crying, they followed me and raised their hands and made weapons like I did.
Temporary material creation using mana that creates physical power.
What can be implemented is limited to what one is familiar with, but the spirit colony succeeded in creating the same technology as mine on its own, albeit imperfectly.
“Now then, swing it at the scarecrow over there.”
-…… Ugh?
However, the group appears to be unable to carry out further instructions, and stands there indifferently.
It wasn’t because he couldn’t understand what was being said, but because the spirit’s learning was based on imitating the other person.
It may be possible to imitate my actions, but it focuses only on imitation and lacks the ability to make its own judgment…….
“So, I’m telling you to try it this way. Like this.”
But if you teach it repeatedly, one day you will be able to learn how to fight on your own. As I swung my sword while thinking, the group also made the same motion as me, swinging their swords.
The same goes for switching and swinging weapons after that, or requiring fairly complex techniques.
Although there is a time difference of a few seconds, the end result was almost similar to mine, and a certain amount of physical strength was also involved.
If I were to act more voluntarily, I would be able to see myself as having an ally with similar power as me……. No, just stay still. Isn’t there still a pretty useful way to use it?
-Ugh?
I took a step back from my seat just in case, and there was a group of spirits facing me and taking a step back.
When I raised my hand there, the group of spirits also raised their hands in the same direction as me, as if I was looking at a mirror.
As if looking in a mirror……. So, when you enter a battle, does this mean that the kid who is making the same movements as you is attacking from the opposite direction at different times?
“You’re working hard today too.”
A voice that I hear when I think about what might happen.
I felt that it sounded familiar, so I turned my gaze to the side and came face to face with a familiar face greeting me.
“Ah, it was Tasian.”
Tassian Paloi.
After putting an end to the incident of a few weeks ago, I formed a family relationship with him, and now we are even living together.
“Wow.”
But what came back when my name was called happily was a light slap towards my forehead.
It wasn’t painful, but it was enough to make me feel her heart.
“My son.”
As if to teach us that what we feel is what it is.
A sad voice was leaking from the smile on his lips.
“How many times have I told you to call me Mom instead of my name?”
“Oh, no… …. “Do I really have to do it?”
“Because I promised to do so. You definitely don’t plan on breaking your promise, do you?”
“Oh, no. It’s not like that, but….”
It was my will to save her and not kill her, but couldn’t that be impossible?
No matter how much she has the personality of Tachia to me, her identity as Woo Hyosung has become stronger as the child has handed over the leadership to me.
Unlike her, the feelings I had for her were far from the pure love of her family, and that’s why she had a strong aversion to saying that title of her. I had no choice but to do so.
“Uh, um… ….”
Nevertheless, we have to do it.
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She reluctantly opened her mouth at her urging, but…
“Hmm?”
“… “Eommeui.”
“… ….”
“I’m sorry.”
Are you still angry?
Or do you feel her disappointment and regret making a promise to me that didn’t live up to her own expectations?
“hehehe~”
But contrary to such worries, Tasian breaks the silence and bursts into laughter.
When I opened her eyes again and looked at her, I saw her smiling and looking at me with clearly open eyes.
“Anyway, we have a lot of time to spend together from now on, so there’s no need to be hasty.”
Unlike the rough and tired look I saw when I first met her, she had a very bright smile.
“Good morning. “My son.”
He shows without regret that he is willing to accept even me, who feels so awkward about himself.