141 – Mausoleum of Meeting
Shin Yura.
Excluding my family, he is the person I have known the longest. That’s how much I had memories of him.
Among them,
There were good things, but there were just as many bad things. The fact that while we went to elementary, middle, and high school together and hung out together, I became painfully aware that I was not better than him in anything.
…That’s right, there was at least one thing I was better at than him.
Yes, I was taller and I was better at fighting. But even just mentioning those two things seems foolish.
If you clenched your fist while the cruel teasing continued, you would have been immediately teased again, saying, ‘aaah~ You have worse brains than me and are even barbaric!’
This was not a doubt, but a certainty.
Yura teased me so much right before she broke up with me. Of course, it wasn’t like that from the beginning.
I still remember it vividly. How could I forget?
It was summer vacation when I was in elementary school.
Children are different from adults, so even if they were meeting each other for the first time, they would quickly become friends as they played together, but Yura could not do that. It was because his eyes were so fierce, and to be honest, his personality was so abrasive that it was difficult to make friends.
‘…Wasn’t your personality a bit harsh?’
Now that I think about it, I think I was just a timid child who was very shy.
If there’s even the slightest argument, they keep their mouths shut, but when they can’t stand it anymore, they start swearing.
On the topic of being a child, you might say that he is timid because he has a loud mouth, but it is true that he is timid, considering that he doesn’t like to go out and plays with me instead of with other friends.
But that was only then.
He’s changed since middle school. Do you feel more confident? If I try to remember… it may have been because the school started lining people up in order of grades.
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The look on his face as he received the notice with his name written on it had a sense of elation that had never been seen before.
I… I don’t remember what rank I was in. I remember that my ranking wasn’t that bad, but Yura started to subtly tease me right after I entered middle school.
‘Hyeonjun. Hey, look at this? 1st place, 1st place!’
Why?
‘I guess studying with you helped.’
‘…Okay, whatever. It’s your skill. You worked that hard.’
‘Hmm… But I told you a lot of things you didn’t know. ‘If it weren’t for you…’
I don’t know.
‘Hyeonjun. Where!’
‘…house. I’m so tired after the exam. sorry.’
‘I am? Would you like to go see a movie with me? ‘You promised…’
Was it like that? I’m not sure because it’s such an old memory. Now that I think about it, I think it was like that.
Maybe at that time… I was making excuses. I may have unexpectedly developed jealousy at a young age because I experienced the feeling of a guy who always depended on me surpassing me.
Even though I couldn’t think of anything else, I couldn’t help it.
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When I was 14, I was a real kid, and I had a bit of an impulsive temperament back then.
If I continued to be with that guy, my mood would get worse and worse, and I could show my shameful feelings, like I was feeling jealous in my young heart.
But that didn’t mean our relationship became estranged.
‘Hey, are you sure you don’t like the fact that I came in first place?’
‘…What are you talking about? ‘Stop talking nonsense and just eat.’
‘You’re always sulky. So that’s it.’
‘It is you. ‘Aren’t you just picking on me because I didn’t go see the movie with you?’
‘Puhup.’
‘Why are you laughing?’
‘Puhahahahaha! That’s right. Hyunjun why is he so cute? huh? Look how red your face is.’
‘…Do you want to rummage?’
Yura made fun of me, and I just tried to refute it.
Looking back now, I think he knew deep down that I was jealous and had a sense of inferiority. Whether the method was good or bad, Yura and I never got angry and fought directly.
‘Not when we break up…’
But teasing should only happen once or twice.
‘I told you, right? They say it won’t work that way. I know what you’re thinking, but if you’ve been like that for ten years, isn’t it time to start learning?’
This guy crossed the line. I didn’t know that I would be so upset for failing to get into the university I wanted to go to. So I was really, truly angry.
‘What do you learn?’
‘Joe, if you had worked a little harder…’
‘What does working hard have to do with learning?’
‘My, it would have been different if I had taught you! All you had to do was follow me! You, you! ‘Because you keep avoiding me!’
‘…Do you think that makes sense?’
‘I don’t know, you idiot! Ah, it’s your fault anyway!’
…What happened next?
I think I was yelling at him to stop f*cking. With a blood clot in my neck, my eyes wide open and telling him that you’re really unlucky and irritating, I turned around. I heard a roar behind me, but I eagerly ignored it and went home. I couldn’t just pass it over because the annoyance I had been suffering from all this time poured out all at once.
Not only that, but after going back home, I blocked his cell phone number… I didn’t want to suffer anymore, so I ignored it even if I faced him. After a few times, Yura ignored me as well.
Surprisingly, the relationship of more than 10 years was broken in such a futile way.
‘I shouldn’t have blocked you.’
If I had known that he would die, if I had known that he would die so early and never be able to release the accumulated emotions…
Sniff-
[For Hyunjun, who I always miss.]
It wouldn’t have been so ugly, right?
My eyes are heated, and hot tears are flowing from there. But it didn’t last long. This is Kylie’s mausoleum. Shiron realized that it was embarrassing to cry in front of many people, so he hurriedly rubbed his face with his sleeve.
‘It’s my main policy…’
I don’t know if it was the salty tears or the rough sleeves, but the area around my eyes stung quite a bit. If this was going to be the case, I would have just wiped my face with a handkerchief… but I guess I was so embarrassed that I couldn’t even take the handkerchief out of my arms.
As I was trying to sort out my old emotions, I heard a strange sound from below.
Sniff-
It is not a sound made by Siron. As his face stung, the tears quickly stopped and he lowered his head to try to find the source of the sound.
“Heung!”
Lucia was also shedding tears.
‘…Why is he crying?’
Siron blinked for a moment and finally realized what kind of place this was. Kylie’s mausoleum. Did you feel overwhelmed by your emotions when you saw your own grave and the monument commemorating him?
“ruler.”
Siron took out a handkerchief from his pocket and handed it to Lucia.
Lucia didn’t shed tears for a day or two, so she reacted quickly to what to do in this situation.
“Heung… thank you.”
Perhaps because I was in Siron’s arms, I could feel his scent faintly on the handkerchief. Lucia dabbed away her tears with the handkerchief she was given… Wiping them away carefully, she stared at the tombstone.
[In memory of my dear friend Kylie.]
I cried because my tear ducts were unintentionally stimulated, but rather than feeling directionless sadness, I was more concerned about who wrote it.
‘Did Seira write it? Andrzej and Vinella couldn’t write, and Yura died before me. The only person who can call me a precious friend is Seira…’
Lucia whimpered once more and moved her gaze in Siron’s direction to return the handkerchief.
‘huh…?’
The corners of my eyes are open, as if I just cried, and the water in my eyes that I couldn’t wipe away…
‘Why is he crying?’
“Shiron, is something sad happening?”
“Are you saying it’s sad?”
“Tears… Wow! You shed tears.”
Lucia stared at Siron with wide eyes.
“Why are you crying?”
“I didn’t cry.”
Siron said as he put the handkerchief Lucia gave him into his arms.
“Dust… It’s because sand dust got into my eyes.”
“…I see.”
Anyone could see that the tears were not caused by dust, but since Siron did not ask Lucia why she was crying, she decided not to ask any further questions.
She couldn’t even tell the reason why she cried and that her true identity was Kylie.
‘…That’s ugly.’
Feeling a little embarrassed, Siron blushed and began to look closely around the tombstone. Now was not the time for idle sentimentality.
They say you can find out when Latera comes to the sacred place. They say intruders are coming into the ‘House of the Hero’. There will definitely be a hint to the ‘Hero’s House’ somewhere here.
[Prepare an offering to the gods and prove your qualifications…]
As expected, is there an Easter egg created by Yura on the tombstone? In addition to pranks, there were many words written on it.
Each of the engraved letters had traces of time to the point where it was hard to tell when they were written. No matter how well it is maintained, if it is exposed to the outside air for 500 years, its outer shell will gradually chip away.
[Whoever is qualified is the next great hero…]
[The resurrection of a wicked god has arrived. We must quickly prepare for the next great hero…]
However, the only words written were the ones that appeared in the chat window when you clicked on the tombstone.
Siron straightened his bent body.
What are you supposed to get from these phrases that have nothing new to offer? If I had known this would happen, I would have asked Latera in more detail before parting ways, but today was a day I regretted in many ways.
Was it that time when I rolled my eyes for a long time?
suddenly-
There was someone approaching next to me.
“…?”
It was a man I had never seen before. Blue-grey eyes are visible through thinly opened eyelids. Judging by the fact that it has [Lion’s Eyes], it is Braham’s garrison, but I don’t know why Braham’s garrison is here.
When Siron gave an expression of confusion, he immediately began to open his mouth.
“Hello. My name is Assad.”
“Ah… yes. I see.”
‘What is this guy?’
Siron tilted his head and stared at him.
“Do you have any business for me?”
“That’s right.”
The man who introduced himself as Asad had a faint smile on his face.
“You have a good-natured appearance.”
“…Thank you. But what does that have to do with business?”
“Why doesn’t it matter? If you have an inherently upright faith, you will have a good impression.”
“I see… It looks like there’s nothing to do, so I’ll just leave.”
He is a strange person. Siron didn’t want to be involved with him anymore, so he turned around and walked away from him. However, the words he heard next made Siron stop in his tracks.
“Do you by any chance believe in God?”
“…Yes, I believe it. As a priest of Lucerne, how could I deny God?”
I almost answered that I didn’t believe it, but I couldn’t be accused of heresy here. Siron came to his senses and gave an appropriate answer.
“Is that God the ‘right God’?”
“What… are you really saying that I believe in a ‘devilish god’?”
However, it was inevitable that thorns would appear in his words. Siron felt his mood worsen due to the uninvited guest who appeared out of nowhere. Wrinkles appeared between his eyebrows, and before he knew it, Lucia was following him.
“It’s not like that.”
Perhaps it was because Lucia’s strength was visible in [Lion’s Eyes]. Assad’s narrow eyes were troubled.
“Thankfully, I heard the voice of the Lord last night.”
“Lord?”
“Yes. The Lord said to meet you.”
“…”
Shiron recalled Captain Malleus in his mind. He was indebted to him while attending Lucerne, and he was a man rumored to hear the voice of God.
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