I’m Not a Hero Like You chapter 8

3. The gloomy reality chokes the breath.(2)

3. The gloomy reality chokes the breath.(2)

“The reason why I don’t nastyly yearn for life like the sloppy demon kings hundreds of years or 1,000 years ago, saying things like resurrection. If you’re smart, you’ll figure it out.”

Literally.

said Kariel, breathing heavily.

“Are you saying that it was an illusion of mankind to think that we won? You were not defeated, and you achieved everything you wanted in your lifetime… Is that why you want to say that you have no regrets or regrets?”

“That’s the correct answer, kid.”

The demon king threw the iron sword in his hand into the air, crossed his arms and laughed.

“Like you said, I have never been defeated. And, by the time I invade Middle-earth, success has already been decided.”

“But, didn’t humanity stop you? you died too… no way? Were the demons who betrayed you the paving stones you planted?”

“It was to prepare my own way for them to survive. Still, shouldn’t he be a king who is obedient, guarantees the people’s future, and cares for them?”

Could it be that even the traitorous group of demons were the result of her intention?

“The racial traits are so rough, but there are outliers among them. The more peaceful and country-loving kids are, the more livable this middle-earth will be. The kids here don’t know that good air and good water are blessings.”

“… … .”

“You look confused. This, this~ Holding on to a kid and pretending to be proud! I’m so ugly too!”

The Demon King who is openly condescending.

It was an act befitting the appearance, so on the other hand, I didn’t feel any sense of incongruity.

much less

It was quite meaningful that even that childish bragging wasn’t a simple bravado.

“Back on topic, if you waste your precious time the way they do now, your future will probably be very uncertain. Nothing more, just the color of ink?”

“really… You set the circumstances so well that I have no choice but to believe in you and rely on you.”

“No~ I’m just pretending to be proud~! Ugh! Did you hear that? I said, but I don’t think I’ll teach you anything? give your soul? contract? I will not! Did I tell you? The ship has left.”

“chance… .”

“okay. In the end, do you win or not? Only that remains.”

So, you need to realize the 3 things I just said.

“accuracy. efficiency. Sincerity… is it?”

“The reason I’ve been bragging about it and beating you with words is to remind you of two of them.”

accuracy and efficiency.

about its meaning and necessity.

“The truth is… What are you talking about? desperate? Desperate?”

“That is included, of course. You show your sincerity, what does the expression wholeheartedly mean, and have you ever actually experienced it?”

“I’m… .”

“Something like risking one’s life, burning one’s soul, or even pouring one’s strength into breastfeeding. They all mean the same kind of thing. Is the expression of running with gritted teeth exaggerated? For some, even that would be too much.”

in short.

“To achieve a goal, to pour everything in order to reach the desired end. To reveal all of oneself without hiding a speck of dust. The forms of expression vary, but can you guess the point?”

“… With your head.”

“That’s enough.”

If you can’t understand it with your head, how can you understand it with your heart?

Although there are people who instinctively understand with their hearts and bodies.

Even so, it would be only a temporary, impulsive, and sudden fluke.

“Whether or not you can handle this intentionally and arbitrarily will completely determine the nature of your training and your future growth potential.”

“So how do you get that… ah.”

“It’s good that you’re quick-witted.”

she said with a bright smile.

“I won’t tell you. So wake up yourself.”

for that first.

Lightly, die sincerely 100 times.

smiling brightly

The demon king with the face of a girl cruelly sentenced her.

“ah! Don’t worry too much! Because in real life you never die! You know that? That this is a dream.”

—-

I thought it was raining arrows like before.

It wasn’t.

Just pure white space.

A small sword lying on the ground.

… And the self thrown into that empty place.

“… … .”

Kariel was quick to notice.

If he had been slow to notice, he would have wallowed in more pain and insult than now.

Without stopping to the extent of being framed and suffering from slander.

All the while, maliciously, buried in all sorts of slander and slander, he must have been more desperate and more resigned than he is now, struggling in a sense of shame.

Like.

Like a fawn that has lost the energy to fight in a swamp.

However, being quick-witted and quick-witted does not always lead to positive results.

The despair that will come will grow that much.

No irrationality or disadvantages to be given.

Not to mention the pain it will cause.

You will be able to imagine it more clearly than ever.

Also called forecasting, also called forecasting.

At the same time as the greatest weapon of human beings who are intelligent.

It is a double-edged sword that forces and blocks human propulsion and action.

die.

Die sincerely 100 times.

“Look at me… Suicide… Are you telling me to?”

A sword is placed.

A space where there is nothing else.

The clue was so straightforward, that alone made my hands shake.

In a world of bleached emptiness without even the slightest noise, Kariel realized that she had been thrown into a state where there was no bottom and no end.

“100 times?”

Easy to say.

It’s so easy.

If you write it down in numbers, it’s not even that big.

If you hit 100 fruits, it’s a considerable amount, but even this is enough to accommodate a lot of large boxes.

In terms of gold, silver, and copper coins, the volume and quantity are further reduced.

“… … .”

Kariel struggled to pick up the scattered sword with a devastated face.

No matter how much I rolled my head, this wasn’t a problem looking for an answer that way.

The target of the problem is the Demon King.

And the answer that the Demon King expects is straight forward breakthrough without compromise.

In other words… .

“Sincerity. desperate. urgency.”

Am I desperate

Or, are you desperate?

Do you have the will to become stronger?

okay. It seems that there was

disappeared at some point.

It all felt pointless.

I did it

But there was no pleasure whatsoever.

As time goes by, you realize and realize again.

“Meaning… .”

It doesn’t make any sense.

Will there be a breakthrough if I try?

It wasn’t.

Until this moment.

Until the demon king pointed it out, everyone said it was right.

Because I was screaming and screaming.

therefore.

I really, vaguely accepted it as if I had blind faith, despaired, and lamented my life.

Because I was discouraged all the way until today.

So I don’t know how.

Literally, I lost my way.

Ever since I was young, my father has taught me about swords from time to time, but the conclusion was all that I had to lay the foundation.

And the world, under the father, why can’t you do that much, and blamed and pushed yourself.

At least.

Even though, by the standards of his father, Rueld, Kariel had been working hard and working hard for a long time.

It is still a foundation, an existence that has not yet achieved a foundation.

Above all, by nature, he was not able to use his magic power smoothly.

Of course, the limitations of accepting magical powers were clear, so talents in magic other than swords were also depreciated.

“her… .”

Did you have a good head though? Are you good at memorization? Are you a number arithmetic and have a talent for formula combinations?

Nor was it.

I desperately memorized it, challenged it repeatedly, and pushed it until I understood it, so at least I got the theoretical grades.

But practicality is different from that.

Rather, even though I poured more time into it.

He has neither magic nor swordsmanship.

Not to mention, the other side didn’t have much success either.

If the sword doesn’t work, other weapons and tools.

If you are not suitable for handling weapons, even in the direction of using your body.

… However, since the foundation is weak, even if they work harder than others and suffer, they are always guaranteed results and grades that are below expectations.

At least, sitting at a desk and wrestling with books is rather easy.

That’s because, at least, the results were guaranteed to the extent of the effort.

“… … .”

However.

… Even that, someone used to achieve more than himself, spending only one-fifth or one-tenth of his own time.

Why is the world so unreasonable?

I.

Why are you so incompetent?

Are you helpless?

I am the hero who saved the world… .

“… … .”

He took a deep breath.

Until your lungs are at their limit.

don’t run away

Make yourself the protagonist of a tragedy, and don’t get drunk on it and turn your eyes away from reality.

The given task is simple.

die.

100 times.

Unless someone else can kill me.

“I… .”

I just kill the hateful myself.

A heavy blade held in both hands.

From the starting point to the torso, a sensation that penetrated the center of the neck, sharply tearing through the skin and muscles.

Although I was disgusted with the unfathomable intense discomfort of my whole body.

Right now, despair overwhelms me with the realization that I will not die.

sick.

Not even an unsightly scream comes out of his mouth.

The sound of the wind subsides, the blood flows and spurts, and the sound of bubbles bursting is heard… That’s all.

‘ah… .’

In that pain and bitter regret.

What I thought then

Next time, I must die cleanly.

With the most filthy regrets.

Struggled in pain and lost their way.

An indescribable feeling of frustration that weighed down even that.

The only thing that bothered me was them.

… … .

But why

‘… … .’

It’s a strange thing.

A little, it was comforting.

“Staying there is another name for giving up… .”

“Huh?!”

In front of me who was resurrected, the devil smirked like that.

“Don’t lose sight of your purpose. Who told you to accept death, face it, and give up? If you do, you will have to die not 100 times, but hundreds, even thousands of times.”

don’t lose focus

Why did you come here to do this crap?

“Dig in. engrave it think. roll your head Search for answers as if burning your heart. I mean longing for it!”

“… … You don’t even have to tell me!”

He stabbed the sword he held in reverse, this time towards his heart.

Of course, the blessing of dying and losing consciousness quickly did not return. I didn’t get a reply.

“Keugh!”

I know.

Because I know better than you!

suddenly.

The skepticism that I had to do this all of a sudden came to my mind.

Is this the only way I can become stronger?

have to do this

… I thought I could be treated as a minimum person.

Suddenly, it was difficult and sad.

okay.

I.

This moment.

… … It was very painful.

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