132. Persona
Well, that didn’t mean we were going to do anything right away.
Can you block the wave of monsters? Good night. However, no matter how brave Cream is, it is impossible to run into thousands of monsters with a short-term skill and wipe them out.
It doesn’t show much, but Cream needs recuperation now. Well, the appearance is fine and in reality, but I still don’t know.
“I’ll be worried about you at that time.”
[Ugh, noisy.]
I tried to ignore Choco’s prompting and looked forward. But all I could see were trees that grew thick enough to block the sky.
After parting with Gurhash, the way back to Hair. Monsters are swarming in the unexplored forest, but because Choco is by his side, he rarely encounters them.
As a result, the travel route was very pleasant. Even if there is a guy who overcomes the smell of the predator he sprays and attacks us.
Suddenly.
It’s over if the cream is cut as it is. Cream, who lightly retrieved me, glanced at the broken body and hurried on again. He was not worthy enough to be taken care of separately.
Certainly, the monsters became more ferocious. Apart from top predators like ogres, now even trolls can shake off Choco’s energy and attack.
“Monster, wave, serious, are you?”
After cutting the monster, Cream, who was still running with me at an angle, suddenly asked a question. It was a question like hers, lacking common sense.
[Seriously, of course!]
“Why?”
[Because if humans and monsters wage war, mankind will never be able to win.]
It’s Cream. You can’t feel that they’re threatening since they’re cutting even ogres, but in fact, the average military level in this world isn’t that high.
A trained soldier only capable of fighting a single orc? Thanks to the cooperative spirit of humans and the occasional out-of-the-box strongmen born among them, the three races were able to seize territory and establish a nation.
In terms of actual area, less than half of the continent is occupied by humans. Inside the city, where trees were pushed down and walls were built. And several roads connecting cities to cities.
Ordinary people have to risk their lives just to move to a nearby city, and it is common for people to never leave the city they were born in for the rest of their lives. This is the world average.
[Monster Wave is also at the level of local warfare by continental standards, but you will still die quite a lot. A few cities may collapse.]
[Are you worried about people dying?]
In fact, it is basic common sense that anyone living in another world would know unless it was Cream. You might know chocolate. As I lightly finished my explanation, someone else asked a question instead of the student who was listening.
By the way, don’t you feel a little offended? My current identity is a sword, but I was once a human. My heart no longer ran hot blood, but I was still the owner of a human sensibility.
[Of course, your daily bread will decrease.]
If you don’t know if it’s one or two, if a monster wave occurs, at least thousands, if you include the number of monsters, tens of thousands to hundreds of thousands will almost certainly die.
The soul is highly volatile. If you don’t become a ghost or specter, over 95% of your soul evaporates within 3 minutes of death. It’s nonsense that you can’t even taste those countless souls.
So I didn’t really like large-scale wars, let alone small ones. Well, although my ability is specialized in rampaging on the battlefield. What you are good at and what you like are originally two separate laws.
[You, ha…]
The Holy Sword sighed as if at a loss for words, and shut his mouth. But no more meddling.
I was somewhat disappointed with that quiet reaction. In the old days, I would have been angry with the crowd just to make fun of it. Traveling with us for a long time, the triangle in the Holy Sword’s heart seemed to be worn out little by little.
What can I do? If you can’t change reality with your own power, the only thing left is rationalization.
“So what are you going to do now? Do you want to go to the place that old orc man told you about?”
[Are you crazy?]
On the other hand, there were also guys who were always the same. When I was frightened by Choco’s innocent question, he pursed his lips.
“Oh, why. He said he would block it.”
[There must be tens of thousands of monsters there, but if you jumped in, even you would die? Of course, I have to go back to the city now.]
“Chit.”
I feel like I gave Choco a shot this time, so I’m somehow happy. I told Gurhash that I would block the wave, but in fact, we couldn’t be more pointed.
All you have to do is hit the appropriate warning, wander around, and return to Hair in time for the wave. The hero’s strength is his overwhelming power.
If you get support from the city troops and fight along the walls, it will be enough to repel the waves.
[Let’s think about that later and rest for now. Aren’t you tired?]
“My body is definitely throbbing because someone hit me.”
[With such an excellent regenerative power, it’s hard.]
Choco pretended to be sick as if she was trying to attack my conscience, but she didn’t take the slightest blow to my solid heart. It’s not even cream, so whether it hurts or not.
Although Choco’s mouth is quite long while traveling with me, it is still a thousand years too early for her to match the height of modern earthlings.
“Sorry.”
“Oh, no. Master! Not that!”
Ah, come to think of it, it was Cream’s body that hit Choco even if it wasn’t her will.
Like my previous owner, Cream remembered his actions when being manipulated. Because she cares about her own, it seems that she kept that behavior in her mind.
The reason why they don’t say anything to me is probably because I also fall into the category of things that Cream cares about. That’s probably a top priority.
“Even the owner, who was not at fault, apologizes, and you too…”
[No, after all, I saved you from a collapsing dungeon?]
[Wasn’t it you who broke that dungeon?]
Of course, the hero’s favor might prevent physical violence, but it could not prevent mental violence. Ugh, no matter how good my speech is, I don’t have the talent to peck at it from all sides.
The quiet forest road was filled with loud chatter. Cream, as usual, threw out a word or two and didn’t intervene in the conversation, just staring at us.
It was a peace I enjoyed after quite a while. Well, this isn’t too bad either.
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“Ha ha, good.”
[No, whenever I tell the enemies to attack right away.]
After returning to Hair, instead of going to the Adventurer’s Guild to gather information or to the Viscount’s Mansion to warn of danger, we returned to our tower.
No matter how much I like running around, I have to rest when I’m resting. Choco, who had been rolling around in a pile of blankets, stuck her head out and looked at me.
“Are you stupid? I heard there are over ten thousand monsters, how can we get in there by ourselves?”
That’s what I said earlier! Ugh, even if you only had your hand, you’d really hit one. I regret not being able to punish that cheeky little boy because my position is a sword.
As we started to aglow again, Cream, who was sitting at the table and turning the pages of a book, glanced at us.
“Get along, get along, get along.”
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However, despite what he said, as if he had no intention of intervening, Cream turned his head again and started reading. Well, it’s not even a day or two that we do this.
I was drawn to her. Aries, the hero’s sword. Choco follows the boss. If it wasn’t for the point of contact called Cream, we wouldn’t have been together like this, with different personalities and inclinations.
However, basically, everyone except Choco is an ego weapon that cannot be controlled, and even though Cream seems to be in a bad mood, he exerts absolute control in our party, so he mixes words like this.
[That’s impossible. Anyway, what are you reading now?]
“Portrait, in the room, taken, hanging.”
Things containing top-secret information from the Dark Church. Cream’s hands were somehow busy, so it seemed that she was trying to read as much as possible before the book completely crumbled.
If you entrust the book to someone else, no one is as trustworthy as that, and only Cream can read the language in which the book was written in the first place. It’s unfortunate, but it’s unavoidable.
[I am eager.]
“Yes.”
While still busy reading the contents of the book with both eyes, Cream spoke in a nonchalant voice as ever.
“I know, if I leave it, it will be helpful.”
Ah, what is it? I just frowned a little.
The reason I pursue the Dark Church is not because of any belief or cause. The mythical scale of the incident attracted interest, and I only moved because I could feed other people too.
Instantaneous interest and pleasure. That was the only motive that moved me, who became a sword and could no longer feel the five senses and the emotions. If the blade is not sharpened, the sword’s heart will rust.
But what about the others? I was suddenly curious.
[Come to think of it, why did you guys agree to destroy the Dark Church?]
[It’s a big deal for you to ask such a thing.]
Of course, it is true that they are all passionate followers of the hero, but they are not truly free-willed appendages. They are also beings and objects.
Why do you follow the hero? Even so, he would disagree with the hero’s opinion in a situation where he needed chocolate or even a holy sword. However, both of them agreed without saying anything about the Dark Church.
[Because that’s what the hero does. Need another reason?]
“Originally, a group is supposed to hunt together. Besides, such a big game!”
Isn’t it, am I overestimating it? I just shook my head at the sight of these hopeless warriors.
A holy sword that believes in warriors, but its own inclination is close to the extreme. Choco follows Cream as the leader and thinks under the logic of the weak meat.
Although their inclinations were different, the answers they gave were not different. It’s just Cream’s will. That’s all.
“Because you want it.”
And perhaps even more weighty was the trust Cream gave me. Seonggeom and Choco had their own valid reasons. But Cream had nothing.
Nevertheless, she followed me. No, it is not enough to simply follow. As if her individual desires had been castrated, the tasteless and odorless woman was always the only object of her desire.
I didn’t understand at first. However, if you stay together and go through various incidents and don’t notice anything, that’s an idiot. I still haven’t figured out the exact circumstances.
Still, one thing became clear from Cream’s casual remarks the other day. Cream knew me. Before I came to this world.
Isn’t it?
Dark Church, Monster Wave. Also, when a big incident starts to happen, it will be difficult to find time for the time being. So it’s only now.
Cream’s hand, which was quickly turning the pages, slowly slowed down and then stopped. Another book scattered aimlessly into powder.
Can Cream read my thoughts without direct contact with me? Now I have an answer to one question.