I Became the Hero Who Banished the Protagonist chapter 92

92. where you are (1)

92. where you are (1)

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Life killing people.

Marianne’s life always smelled of blood. Marianne felt the ripples of life every time the tip of her spear pierced someone’s lungs. Bishop Andrew told me not to think too much about it. So, Marianne decided not to think deeply. There was nothing left for her except to follow the orders of the bishop and the Puritan Church.

“Did you call, Bishop?”

On a summer night when the grasshoppers chirped loudly, Marianne received a call and stood behind Bishop Andrew. The bishop was sitting in a church pew and smoking a cigarette. In recent years, there has not been a large-scale heresy to the extent that the Heretic Questioners had to come forward en masse. Did they discover even a large-scale heresy after a while?

“Sit over there for a minute.”

The bishop pointed to a chair across from him. As Marianne quietly sat down in her chair, the bishop extinguished his cigarette, put it in the ashtray, and turned to Marianne.

“I’m thinking about giving you a new mission.”

“Yes, I’ll take anything.”

Bishop Andrew looked at Marianne and raised the corner of his mouth.

“Aren’t you curious what the mission is?”

“I just give you a mission and I do it. I have no questions.”

Did he? The bishop let out a small laugh and leaned his back against the chair. Marianne’s attitude was more like a smile that came from the thought that it was ephemeral rather than happy.

“This mission has nothing to do with heresy hunting. Of course, it will be a long-term mission, and one that can be very dangerous. You may have to risk your life.”

Marianne listened to the Bishop like a wooden stone. Well, when was the mission of the Heretic Questioner ever safe? Bishop Andre murmured and knelt down and rose from his seat.

“I plan to send you to a warrior party. Isis… , The saintess had to leave the hero party for some reason. I’m going to send you to fill that void.”

Marianne hesitated very faintly and nodded.

“Is there anything else you would like to ask?”

“There is not.”

Just follow what they say and do what they tell you to do. Marianne had no reason to question it. Bishop Andrew put his hands behind his back and stepped into a corner of the church.

“I have a new weapon to lend you.”

The bishop picked up a cloth-wrapped spear that was lying on a table in the corner of the church and handed it to Marianne. An unusual weapon even at first glance. There was the first small change in Marianne’s expression. Seeing Marianne’s reaction, Bishop Andre smiled as if he was having fun.

“It is a sacred song. For a while, there was no one suitable to use it, so I thought about who to give it to, and since it would be a waste to keep rotting in the warehouse, I decided to lend it to you this time.”

“… Is that so.”

Marianne answered as she undid the cloth wrapped around the holy spear. As the cloth unraveled, the holy spear’s holy magic was revealed. Marianne stared at the holy spear with emotionless eyes.

“I told the old man in moderation. If I find out later, I’ll be furious again, so I guess I’ll have to stay away from the Cairos Kingdom for a while.”

Speaking of the old man, Bishop Andrew was the title of the pope. Bishop Andrew looked at Marianne holding the holy spear and nodded softly.

“You’ll need it to be in the warrior’s party. You’re going to be fighting a completely different fight than you’ve ever been. Sooner or later, I will have a chance to meet the hero.”

another fight. Marianne didn’t know what that meant. Looking at the bishop’s meaningful smile, Marianne nodded.

—-

Five days had passed since Illroy entered the mist. Marianne sat in Illroy’s room, not hers. Kneeling on the cold corner of the bed, Marianne let out a cold breath. I didn’t want to go out. I didn’t even touch my mouth to eat. Light came in through the window and darkness came and went repeatedly.

“… Warrior.”

Marianne looked at the compass at her feet. The compass continued its pendulum movement, hovering in a similar place, and stopped pointing at the same place for several days. That still, motionless figure made Marianne’s heart uneasy.

Tick.

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Like this, once an hour the needle only twitched a little. what is going on Is Illroy really okay? what am i doing here

Marianne put her finger on the compass. The atmosphere in the Holy Land was quiet and stagnant. Everyone is waiting for the news of the warrior. Behind the Vatican, where there was fog, no one wanted to go. Rather than waiting for him, it would be much easier to forget him.

smart smart

A knock on the door. When the door opened and Marianne lifted her head, Georg was at the door with a plate of food in one hand.

“Did you sit like that too?”

Georg sighed, entered the room, and set the plate on the desk. Marianne glanced at the steaming plate and turned her head back to the compass, seemingly disinterested.

“Daphne has been reading the magic book she brought from the warehouse for several days. With your eyes completely red. I wondered if he would collapse later, and then you looked similar.”

Click. I heard the sound of cutlery being placed on the desk.

“I wouldn’t want Illroy to worry so much.”

Georg said, setting his glass of water down beside his plate.

“I want you to believe in yourself and wait. Just like we always believed in him. Just think of the time he rode off to rescue the Archduke of Quenore.”

Georg said while helping himself.

“… Back then, Illroy left us behind.”

Georg took out Illroy’s letter from his chest and shook it.

“My best thing right now is to trust and wait for Illroy. That is to repay the sincerity Illroy has shown me, and it is the only way to help the hero who is trying to save the world.”

Georg tapped Illroy’s chair and walked back to the door.

“… Eat and wait. Illroy won’t feel at ease if he hears that you and Daphne were starving while he was away.”

The door closed with Georg’s words. Marianne buried her face in her lap again.

—-

“… Marianne, too, thank you for protecting our castle.”

At that time, Marianne realized for the first time that she was fighting another fight. It was when Karin greeted each member of the warrior party with a blush of shame.

It was a fight that didn’t kill anyone. Marianne realized that and looked down at her hands. The blood on his hands was not human. What was heard was not moans of hatred and contempt.

“Yes, we protected it together.”

Marianne turned to find Illroy in a wheelchair. Such a smile was the first Marianne had ever seen. It wasn’t a flirtatious or awkward smile. A proud smile that comes from the purest joy to the exclusion of all other emotions.

“Is that so.”

Marianne’s answer, ‘Is that so’, also contained a different resonance than usual. Marianne did not want to miss this sensation. Marianne couldn’t understand why that person’s proud expression had come so far. Maybe it’s because he’s a person who runs towards a place that’s so different from himself, if not… .

‘I will be back.’

Maybe it was because he had the eyes of a person who seemed like he would disappear at any moment. While showing light and warmth, he himself is like firewood that will disappear with that light.

“what’s the matter?”

Marianne looked at Illroy and shook her head.

“Take care of yourself.”

Illroy opened his eyes wide and chuckled as he looked down at his wheelchair-bound body.

“… Thank you for your concern.”

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Another scene came into Marianne’s mind.

“As you can see Marianne’s skills, she is one of the strongest Heretic Questioners. It is a great force for us, and it can play an important role in arresting cults.”

He tells them to go back to killing people again. Marianne had to obey. own life is new. Because it was saved by the Puritan Church, I had to live with them.

Illroy was different.

Save someone, then just leave. Even though he was carrying the weight of his life, he did not try to calculate the price.

“Because there is too little information to nod right now. In a situation where you have time to think, there is no need to give an answer hastily.”

And when he saves someone, the thing he puts up as collateral is always himself. Marianne was vaguely aware of the hidden danger.

That sacrifice, Marianne didn’t like it. It was the first time that Marianne was able to think ‘no’ of her own will.

Marianne stumbled up from her seat, grabbing the compass. Marianne denied Illroy’s orders. I couldn’t sit and wait. I’ll find him, catch him somehow, and tell him. don’t go If you’re going to sacrifice yourself, at least let’s do it together.

“… It’s okay.”

Marianne picked up the holy spear leaning against the wall. He regained his energy by infusing his body with mana. Putting the compass in her bosom, Marianne left the building. Complete darkness covered the world. Marianne walked toward the towering building of the Holy See. Little by little, Marianne walked towards the place where the ominous energy of the fog was felt.

“Why are you there?”

And, behind the Holy See. Marianne encountered an unexpected person.

“I was thinking that some idiot might defy Illroy’s orders and try to enter the mist. I felt your presence very well, unlike usual.”

Daphne spoke in a hoarse voice as she interrupted Marianne with the Holy Knights of the Holy See. It seemed to be the aftermath of sitting alone in a room and crying all the time. Her hair was scattered, and her face was haggard from not eating and sleeping just like Marianne.

“There was a fool here. Go back, Marianne. Illroy hasn’t even reached the deadline yet. If you go in there right now, it might be a hindrance.”

Marianne bit her lip.

“Do you really think the hero is doing well?”

“… I trust Illroy.”

Marianne lowered the holy spear and held it.

“You will need help. For the current hero.”

“It’s not that I don’t go because I don’t want to help.”

Daphne frowned and said in a distressed voice. Again, tears welled up in her purple eyes.

“I’m afraid I’ll go and disturb him. I’m afraid it won’t be helpful to Illroy, but it will only cause trouble. That’s what I’m afraid of.”

Daphne raised her magical energy and looked at Marianne with determined eyes.

“I can’t let you in, Marianne. You can call me a coward. But I can never do anything that might get in the way of Illroy. ‘Cause I’m looking for a way Any way I can help him.”

Marianne held the holy spear firmly with both hands. Golden magic flowed through Marianne’s body and whirled at her feet.

“… You’re not listening, you.”

Daphne’s eyes, wet with tears, reflected the magical light and shimmered even more. Marianne, feeling the much stronger pressure, aimed her spear.

“… I hope the hero never leaves.”

Marianne said the first promise she made in a precarious but calm manner. Daphne looked at Marianne and pursed her lips.

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Comment

  1. LuxX says:

    Regardless of whether he is stupid or naive, it is still amazing that he dares to risk his life for the responsibility he has. A hero who only grows through hardships, I hope his path will be smooth.

  2. D F D F says:

    I called this Kim Dokja disease 🤣

  3. huehue huehue says:

    Illroy you demb feck. You mean well but your actions are causing extreme anxiety in your team 😌

  4. huehue huehue says:

    Yes fück here we go. Marianne go save that dumbass 🥹

  5. huehue huehue says:

    I see it now. Illroy has the tendency to carry the burden all by himself. If he wants to save the people while not risking the members, leaving them behind isn’t the answer. I know he wants the best to happen but right now he’s acting naive.

  6. huehue huehue says:

    It’s almost a week, huh 🧐

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