165. Is it okay if I cry a little?
“Carbal!”
At the words Cream said with a smile, my reasoning was momentarily paralyzed. No matter how much I think about it, I don’t think my senses have gotten weird. What is it, what is it
Is that the cream I know? The bonded soul strings made me say yes to that answer, but I couldn’t admit it.
[Who are you!]
In the end, I had to spit out the words. At my fierce shout, Cream’s face, which was looking at me, stiffened as if it were smiling.
Even the quivering corners of his lips caught my eye. What the hell i’m scared The cream I knew wasn’t such an emotional friend!
After my shout, there was silence around the area. Um, I went too far. I looked at the cream, which was hardened like a stone statue, with a rather awkward look.
[Uh, over there…?]
There is still a smile on Cream’s face, so I have cognitive dissonance.
Even after the awkward silence lasted for a while, tears began to form in Cream’s eyes one by one. No, wait.
However, before I could feel the premonition of impending doom and act, tears began to fall from Cream’s eyes.
The universe contained in a single drop collides with the earth and is distorted.
[It finally rang.]
[Wait?! I haven’t done anything yet!]
What the hell is this? Before I could get my head together, the situation was already headed for catastrophe. Cream, unable to erase even the smile on his lips, laughing and crying in the frozen time.
No, at least tell me why I’m crying all of a sudden! What should I do, should I wipe away my tears? I have no hands because I am a sword. As I was panicking, Cream suddenly reached out and pulled me in.
Then he picked me up and started wiping his face with his scabbard. Uh, is this correct? While I was watching Cream’s behavior, which was being reborn into something that transcended common sense day by day, without being able to stop it, Cream raised its head.
Even though she still couldn’t stop crying, her face was clean without a trace. Of course, it wasn’t because of the sheath’s amazing water absorption power, it was because the ‘Blessing of Cleanliness’ dwelling in Cream regarded it as dirt.
Certainly, tears are unnecessary for a hero. Mum. No, that’s not what’s important right now.
[So why are you crying!]
“Just.”
Cream’s voice was dry and emotionless, unlike the lively voice she called a moment ago. It sounds very scary when you say it like this, but it means it’s the same as usual.
But no matter how ignorant I am, I know that it doesn’t mean that I’m really fine.
“I want to cry.”
Cream said that and started to cry quietly again.
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[There is no need to worry. As locked memories come to mind, it is natural for intense emotional changes to follow.]
Putting aside trivial thoughts such as whether my child has reached puberty, it was, according to Muffin, for now. Watching Cream calm down, I asked a question.
[Suddenly?]
[Maybe the trigger was that you absorbed the holy relic of the evil god.]
No, then my memory should come back. Why does that kid’s memory come back? Actually, that’s not the only concern. I glared at the muffins.
[No, but how do you know that?]
[I’m just guessing. Only the gods in the sky will know if my words are correct.]
I was too confident in my words for that. But it didn’t seem like he would say anything, so I sighed. No, but thinking about it makes me sad.
[Anyway, why am I?]
[Huh?]
[I don’t have any memories coming up?]
Swallowing the holy relic, his power grew to another level. One more hidden characteristic information was added. Is it the Fist of the Sword or the Fist of Iron? I’m still not sure what it’s called exactly.
Anyway, it was obvious that my strength had grown a notch higher. As before, the vessel that contained the ghosts grew larger, and although I couldn’t understand all of the changes, it seemed that there was more growth in terms of power.
However, despite absorbing part of the soul, there was no memory that came to mind like Muffin’s words. After all, I’m the one who absorbed the soul, but I’m trying to be a bit unfair.
[You can remember, did you have memories of being sealed?]
[Hmm… No?]
A seal is a seal of some kind. There may be things I’ve forgotten in the flow of time, but nothing was artificially locked in my memory like in the case of Cream. As I shook my head, Muffin said pathetically.
[I don’t have any forgotten memories, how can I recall them?]
Ah.
I shyly looked away from the muffins. Instead, the place where my eyes stayed this time was Cream’s face. I want what you think.
A muffin is a muffin, but my cute master also had many secrets. Even now, she had a blank face that didn’t know what she was thinking.
[Did everyone cry?]
“・・・・・・Yes.”
I didn’t cry, but after a bout of crying, it seemed that all the emotions had drained away, and Cream was back to its usual dry appearance. Hmm, maybe something has changed.
Ah, I don’t know. Complicated things don’t work for me either. More than anything, my interests were different now. Cream didn’t deny Muffin’s words. That it is
[Did you really remember everything?]
The other day, Cream answered my question and said she didn’t know because she forgot her memory. If so, what about this time? But to her disappointment, in response to my expectant gaze, Cream shook her head.
“Dah, no. Only necessary things.”
I was about to fall into disappointment after hearing only the negativity above, but I soon regained my composure. So you’re saying you remembered at least some of it?
[Then talk about it.]
“Master! I wonder too!”
Intruding without notice. Cream was silent while Choco and I glared at each other. Soon, her lips slowly moved our eyes toward the cream.
“Here, too much.”
I see. Actually, it’s time to get angry, but I’m not very interested in it because I saw Cream’s tears. Well, actually, I already knew the biggest secret.
I am a god. In fact, where is the truth in the world that is bigger than this? I am god I am a god! Karbal Punch!
“Carr, Val?”
[Ah, I’m listening.]
Come to think of it, Cream reads my thoughts. I was suddenly ashamed. I’m glad I thought about it, but if I had spit it out, I would have contemplated suicide at least once out of shame.
Well, as usual with grandiose plans, they end in worry. It’s like the resurrection of the evil spirits that the Dark Church dreams of. There is no way that would be ‘practiced’ in their way in this world.
Here I am.
“Yes, Karbal. Here it is Concentrate, I want you to do it, it would be nice, I said.”
Change has not always been positive. I’m afraid of cream… When I shut my mouth, Cream continued to explain in a quiet voice.
“Find, crab, there.”
[What to find?]
“Yes.”
And Cream shut up. Hey, shouldn’t I explain what to look for here?
“Ah.”
No matter how different people have become, cream is still cream. Her emotional expression may have been a little richer, but she was still not good at caring for others.
Or you don’t feel the need for it. Still, as we were within her enclosure, I pushed for an explanation, and Cream opened her mouth again.
“Library of Season.”
Oh, that’s a name I’ve heard before. However, I couldn’t remember clearly, so I rummaged through my mind, which was clouded with hundreds of years of memories.
The Four Seasons Tower, the Four Seasons Tower. Seeing that the name is also cool, I don’t think it was confused with other memories. Oh, I remembered.
[That’s the Empire land!]
Even in my hundreds of years of life, my memory of being active in the empire wasn’t very long. At least it was on the outskirts or on the border, but the experience of going deep into the empire could be counted on one hand.
The reason was simple. This is because the empire is already a unified land under one absolute power, unlike the general appearance of a continent where numerous kingdoms and free cities are involved in a fierce battle.
Strict control, structured system. Above all, the overwhelming power that comes from the gathering of the potential of one third of the continent. The Empire was harsh on the weak and harsh on the strong.
“Yes.”
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Even the brave could not run amok in the empire. Of course, no matter how strong the army of the empire is, unless they gather in thousands, the lives of the warriors cannot be threatened.
It was an iron-blooded nation governed by discipline and logic, and at the same time, it was also a mythical land where demigods still roamed the ground.
“We.”
When I was still not on good terms with her cream, I thought of sending her to her empire instead. Even in the empire, the power of religion is strong, and the right of a warrior who does not have to kneel before the king is still the same.
In that place, there are many fanatics who serve not the three gods of heaven, but the god of the earth – the emperor, and there are golden-eyed prophets who fathom the fate of the earth from a position one step lower than the gods.
“To the empire, go, go.”
And, according to Cream, the place we had to go from now on was also there. hahahaha, are you kidding?
I looked up at the cream with such hope. But her face was as expressionless as ever.