The Goddess Is Obsessed With Me chapter 117

The Goddess Is Obsessed With Me 117

“So… First of all, you’re saying you haven’t found a solution to this look?”

Having some spare time on the way back, I briefly explain the situation to them so that I can convey only the most essential points, and both nod their heads as if intrigued.

“Uh, he didn’t even have time to ask, he just said his own words and kicked him out again… Still, if it’s advice, I’d say it’s advice… There’s something to be gained.”

The only consolation is that it does not mean that there is no income, and that the next task is designated in the name of the god of time, so the credibility was sufficient.

“By the way, he’s a god of time… I’ve only heard of his name, but there are no people around who he has seen or seen directly…”

As if very intrigued by the fact that I had met her, I stroked my chin with my thumb and forefinger, thinking about something.

It is also because Tempus was a hard-to-see figure, so that very few people even knew about it, even the gods.

It was only mentioned frequently in the game, and it was only once in the last final battle that he appeared for the first time.

Since there was no direct appearance continuously, from the user’s point of view, questions were accumulated all the time, and she was so amazing that she appeared only after the ending was different.

Because he was too strong to dare to be called overwhelming, and although he was awakened for some reason, he was a boss of unprecedented difficulty in the history of the game.

It was so difficult that it was safe to say that even if the genre had changed, an ordinary RPG game could be compared to a game that was notorious for difficulty, such as Dark Souls or Elden’s Ring…

Unlike the general genre, which can be solved somehow if only equipped with good equipment, the difficulty rises vertically because attacks must be properly avoided with meticulous manipulation.

The reason is the instant fraud pattern that I wanted to overflow

The magic of Tempus was the result of making the setting historically and gruesome because no one was powerless in the face of absolute time as time magic.

For example, according to the setting, countless hours pass by just passing an attack, natural death due to aging, or annihilation by erasing the target from the timeline…

It’s a fraudulent character that can’t be dealt with just by listening to it… After all, since it’s a game, it was possible to clear it by forcing the setting to win.

“You have to find a child named Miru… Do you think you know that girl?”

“yes?”

Yura suddenly asks me a question when I think of Tempus, and it turned out that this was the first time I was introducing Miru to my younger sister.

“Uh… right, you know the dragon-winged woman when you first came here? The man who was my flashback… There’s a young girl who looks like a microcosm of that person, but is a real man.”

Then, with a slightly incomprehensible expression, he tilts his head and asks another question.

“It’s not related to blood or blood, but it’s like a miniature version? It’s kind of strange…”

To be honest, I feel the same way…

“So… are you going to know where the little boy is? Do you know where he lives?”

“No, to be honest, she’s an unknown child, and she doesn’t even know where she lives… She just showed up at some point…”

Then, with a more curious expression on his face, he says that he cannot understand this fact.

“What is that… It’s not like a ghost… Then how are you going to know where that girl named Miru is?”

Tickle!

In the midst of Yura’s continuous questioning offensive, the carriage finally stopped and returned to the royal road…

“Because there is someone who knows, maybe the God who is here will know.”

Showing us why we’re here, we get off the wagon and start heading up the high stairs.

“Last time here…”

Morione’s temple, until now, there was a time when I asked her to find a specific person or when progress was blocked by something.

“Yeah… If it’s uncomfortable, Yura and Erina remain, so it’s enough for me to go alone.”

Leaving those words behind, I start to climb the stairs, and seeing that there is no sign of popularity behind them, they must have chosen to stay.

Droooo!

Every time I come, I go up the long stairs that I think is exercise and enter the temple.

“Harold? What did you come here for?”

Upon entering the audience, Morione was always present, and for some reason, she was still with Lusria.

“Oh husband… are you here? I’m sorry, I’ve been a little busy these days with a lot of things to think about… I’m sorry I couldn’t be with you as a wife.”

And he looked a little tired for some reason, he looked so tired that he felt like he had dark circles under his eyes… Is he doing something…

“I came here to know the location of Miru, could you please?”

When I asked her politely, I wanted to be immersed in her thoughts for a moment, but immediately inferred Miru’s location even though she didn’t use her powers.

“If you head out to the southwestern outskirts of the royal road, you will find a large field with a huge tree in the middle, and if you go there, it will probably be there.”

A voice as clear as if it were really there… How would you know without even foreseeing your fate?

“How do you…”

“Um… I know a little about a kid named Miru, so when there’s nothing to do, the girl always lay there under the tree…”

Morione knows Miru too? It was a bit of a surprise… it didn’t seem to have anything to do with it…

“Anyway, I understand, thank you, Morione-sama.”

When I say thank you, she smiles, but soon changes to a slightly bitter expression and asks me a favor with a slightly unconfident tone.

“And Harold… I’d like you to restrain yourself for at least a few seven days, I’ll never say no to anything that comes to me, but I personally have a lot of moments where I need to use my brain…”

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Now that I look at it, it seems that Morione is also looking a little tired… Are you two planning some grand plan?

“I’ll be careful…”

He nodded cautiously to Morione’s advice and headed out of the temple.

“It’s a big field in the southwest… Do you think Miru is usually there…?”

why…

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“This is the field that Morione spoke of…”

On the advice of the Goddess of Fate, I headed southwest, and as she said, there was a huge tree in the middle of a sparse meadow.

“……”

A mysterious place that makes you feel calm and sweet just by looking at it…

And in line with it, I am involuntarily admiring the time of the sunset when the sky is dyed with a beautiful orange color, and the sight of even ecstasy.

The sky really suits this meadow… Even the time of day seemed to bless this place.

“Is there a millet here?”

Talking to himself like that, he slowly took a step by himself.

Erina returned to the Rubias mansion for urgent business, and Yura got ill again, so she went back to the inn first, so I came here alone.

chin – chin

The sound of the grass being pounded with every step you take is engraved in your ear, and the cool breeze blows through your hair.

A subtle peace that cannot be expressed in words, this field was a superb view that I had never seen anywhere else.

“Miru, are you here?”

As the big tree gets closer and closer, they slowly start looking for her, was she really here…

If you think about it, where is her residence?… Because there are so few known identities, I was particularly curious.

“Yes…”

“Procrastination?”

As Morione said, a little girl who could only be found after reaching under the tree, really Miru was here…

A girl resembling an old dragon, with her eyes closed and her body sobbing, leaning against a tree to see if she is asleep.

“Ugh…”

And maybe he’s having a bad dream… His expression is quite dark.

“Promise, procrastinate…!”

I try to call her name to wake her up with as much dizziness as possible.

“yes…?”

Then he finally opened his eyes narrowly and looked at the person who woke him up from his rest…

“Oh.. oppa?!”

As soon as I barely start to recognize reality, I start to tremble with embarrassment at my appearance.

As if he had seen someone who shouldn’t be here, even his pupils shook unstable, and he wanted to say something as if the accident had stopped because he was so panicked, but only his mouth was open.

“Oh, it’s me… Harold, take it easy.”

I am also shaken by the unexpected reaction, but pretending to be as calm as possible and calming Miru, as Tempus advises, reveals her true identity.

“Miru? I’m curious about your identity.”

“?!!”

As if something had gone wrong with that question, I felt more and more shocked to see him feel sad for nothing.

“What… what?”

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Now, I’m going to ask the question again if I’ve heard something wrong…

“You know Tempus…?”

However, as she said, she asks about Miru by name of the time god.

“What?!”

Then he panics even more and covers his head with both hands, wondering if his thoughts are too complicated.

“I wonder who you are, who are you? I want you to tell me the truth.”

When I think about it, I’m curious about her identity, but to say it was a simple coincidence, she looked so much like Mir.

“Ugh…”

At the sound of my stubborn voice, I finally lowered my head and didn’t move for a while, like a machine that had lost power, but it didn’t last long.

“Okay, I’ll tell you…”

Then he set a solemn atmosphere with respectful words that he didn’t usually use…

“I’m Miru Wicker.”

Along with a true self-introduction, you dare to hear the shocking truth.

Wicker… a castle all too familiar

It was the name I used in this world…

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No way…

“I will reveal my identity.”

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No way… Really?

It’s impossible… A lot of thoughts run through my brain and now I’m confused.

Miru Wicker… Then maybe…

“Second offspring of those who do not understand… The daughter of the Old Dragon Mir and Harold Wicker…”

The fact I had been hoping for is gradually becoming a reality, and now, I don’t know what the hell is the truth in this development, and I’m almost out of my mind…

“I am… your daughter.”

It was no coincidence that I met a girl who looked like Mir…

It was fate…

A girl who doesn’t know where she came from… She calls me, who is not yet married, her daughter…

“father.”

He called me father.

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