Is It Bad That the Main Character’s a Roleplayer?

Episode 234: Full of pain (7)

“You bet… you made it with the devil…”

The meister took his body off the bars and looked back at the devil knight. Why is this guy being so stupid? The opposite sex, who was annoyed, changes his mind while continuing his conversation.

The demon knights he had seen so far were not ordinary idiots, but ordinary people who could communicate well.

But ordinary person 1 was suddenly downgraded to idiot 1? It was clear that there had to be some reason.

For example, it’s not that his intelligence is reduced, but he really has no memory.

Meister recalled what he had heard from his grandfather. 『Until the moment the signal gun was fired.』 If it is not a word that omits the circumstances behind it, it ultimately becomes the truth in itself.

In other words, the demon knight has no memory of the time between firing the signal flare and waking up again.

…I can’t remember the bet I made with the devil, or even the warning I gave at the end.

Meister’s goal began to tingle.

“…I heard that the devil in your body couldn’t do any harm, let alone kill us, due to some kind of bet. “Everyone, including me, is judging that the bet was between you and the devil.”

But I have to say what I have to say.

He hurriedly explained the situation to the demon knight. The person who seemed to be quite surprised turned slightly, like the Meister, and opened and closed his lips slightly.

“…Did you tell me about the details of the bet?”

Aside from that, I was confused because I couldn’t remember anything, and it didn’t seem like my intelligence had decreased.

Meister asked, ‘Is that real?’ or ‘I don’t remember anything like that.’ I felt somewhat satisfied seeing the demon knight not wasting time asking the same question. If the guy who was able to communicate at least turned out to be an idiot, it would have been sad for about an hour. thank god.

“They said if we try to kill you, you’ll come out again.”

“If it were true, it would have been better not to say it.”

“I agree. But the problem is that even stating those conditions is a condition of betting. “If that’s a pretense, I’m glad, but if it’s true, we would have had to deal with the great evil without any manpower capable of responding.”

In that respect, it was truly a stroke of luck that the demon knight woke up unharmed. Not only from the perspective of the demon knight, but also from the perspective of all humans here.

“Also, I left a message telling you to be sure to prepare, so I had no choice but to choose to believe it rather than rush and ruin it.”

“…I left a message.”

“okay.”

You expected it, but you don’t remember leaving a message.

Meister brushed off his bangs again, leaving his face hidden behind the hair and the night. I smoked a cigarette.

“…He said he didn’t want to lose the vessel he barely got. Maybe that’s why the betting started. The problem is the process of negotiating a bet, but what can be measured differently?”

“….”

But there is no fire. That was always the problem. Fire was still rare in this world. A fire that does not burn or harass people, but helps people.

“Stop right there!”

Meanwhile, the knight who was standing a little away straightened his back, as if to be wary of the demon knight.

It was the same with the soldiers. They quickly regained their sense of discipline and readjusted their weapons. All their nerves were directed towards someone who was approaching them awkwardly.

No matter how he was dressed or how he was standing, he seemed like he was no more than an adventurer and stopped in shock.

“This is a no-go zone!”

If I stop, there is no need to stop me anymore. A soldier stepped forward while maintaining appropriate tension.

“That…”

Then the other person’s eyes rolled back. His extremely foolish appearance made me wonder if he was on guard for no reason. Even the Meister, who had not raised me like the soldiers, relaxed for no reason.

“Is that not possible at all?”

Meanwhile, the other person let out a voice that was so flat that it was servile. It didn’t seem like he came with any strong resolve. The short gray hair that was somehow gathered into a ponytail moved gently along with the nods.

“If you have business, please identify yourself first.”

“I am a certain adventurer. “Support came this time.”

“group.”

“Here it is.”

No matter how you look at it, he is an ordinary person with no fighting experience, but he also has an adventurer’s card. The Meister narrowed his eyes and observed the other person.

This was possible because the conversation with the demon knight was interrupted.

Well, I’d like to continue the conversation from earlier rather than observing such a novice, but… it seems like the demon knight isn’t ready.

“Why did you approach me?”

“I have something to deliver….”

“To whom?”

“To that person over there…”

Separately, this is an item that the adventurer will give to the demon knight. The Meister found something the adventurer wanted to convey. Since he was holding something large in his hand, it was not difficult to estimate the delivered item.

It’s just that… it’s tied up in leather so you can’t see what’s inside.

“…ah.”

Additionally, a small sigh was heard from behind. It was from a demon knight, but it didn’t feel like it had a negative connotation. More precisely, he seems to know what the adventurer brought.

“Is it important?”

“…perhaps.”

So I asked in a whisper, and the answer I got was not a negative. That’s enough.

“Uncertain items are not allowed to be used against prisoners—”

“Ah, it looks like you got what I ordered.”

The Meister opened his mouth exaggeratedly. If it’s something the Dark Demon Knight doesn’t know about, there’s no reason to give it to him—since it might be a dangerous item—but if it’s something he knows, shouldn’t he give it to him?

That is a right that demon knights should naturally enjoy as long as they are human. A qualification that should not be taken away for a crime that is not even a crime.

“Your professional spirit is clear. “You could have given it to me later.”

So the Meister passed the soldiers who tried to block him and approached the adventurer. The adventurer looked a little embarrassed, but quickly changed his facial expression.

“I heard it was urgent… I thought I should deliver it to you as quickly as possible since it was delayed because I was looking for it all day.”

“Okay, thank you.”

Oh, I guess he’s a quick-witted person and works as an adventurer. The Meister accepted the item, giving extra points for being astute.

Of course, the soldiers seemed eager to say something. Even that was resolved with the Meister glaring at Sergei and Sergei rolling his eyes before giving the soldier a glare.

“Meister, the conversation is….”

“Just a little more and it will be over. “You don’t think I’ve been here that long?”

The meister motioned for the adventurer to go, then moved his body back towards the grate. He saw the demon knight slowly raising his head and staring at him.

The outline of the other person’s face, vaguely visible from the torch lit in the distance, is extremely strong.

“…you.”

“ruler.”

The meister clung to the iron bars as much as possible so that the soldiers could not see him handing something to the demon knight. I was very fortunate that the gap between the bars was an arm’s length wide.

“….”

But now the other person was the problem. Even though he did that, he hesitated and hesitated to extend his hand.

The character line, melted into the darkness and barely visible in the faint light, snapped his fingers. Depending on the movement, the fingertips sink into pitch black or glisten scarlet, like a night sky filled with shooting stars.

“Don’t you accept it?”

However, Yoosung does not like it. The only thing that gave him hope during his most miserable days was a star that could be seen through a small window, and doesn’t a shooting star mean that such a star falls to the ground?

So I don’t like it. The meister deliberately urged his opponent. The person who hesitated stretched out his hand.

“Isn’t there anything worth putting inside?”

Of course, they didn’t even hand over the leather for packaging. Since he had told the soldiers that it was his, he needed something to show them when he returned later.

“….”

The demon knight who took the contents inside—it looked like a wad of paper—stayed silent for a moment.

“Take it.”

Then he held out something to put inside the leather packaging. There were all sorts of things. There are also handkerchiefs, headgear, and some local specialties and crafts. These were things I didn’t know how I got them.

However, at that point, Meister was so shocked that he couldn’t even laugh. I realized it again, but the reason the demon knight is trapped there is because he wants it to happen to himself.

Not because of the iron bars or the soldiers’ vigilance, or because he had no power to escape, but purely because he allowed it.

“…thanks.”

Also, I think this is the end of allowing conversation. The Meister followed suit, wondering what kind of response that thank you was giving him.

There were few clues I got, but it was time to go back and think about it.

* * *

“If you’re grateful, consider buying it. “Because I hate dog deaths the most, like sacrificing for everyone else.”

I laughed bitterly after hearing Meister’s words. A sacrifice for everyone. Can we really say that this is a sacrifice for everyone?

Is it okay to simply package the desire to rest out of exhaustion as a sacrifice?

“….”

Although most people are trying to kill me, I don’t regret struggling for everyone. In the first place, rather than an effort for everyone, it was closer to an act I did because I knew I had a hard time watching people die.

Also, I don’t feel resentful of the people who want to execute me. Isn’t it natural for cancer to be afraid of something powerful that it cannot solve?

Just as ancient people deified natural disasters or feared them as the work of the devil. Rather than finding its principles, it is as if we prioritize blaming someone for doing something bad and incurring the wrath of heaven.

Because humans are inherently such animals.

“hey.”

but.

But…

“Don’t even think about leaving.”

Even if the raw malice and exclusive attitude are understood and accepted, there are moments when it becomes emotionally difficult.

Even though I know that humans are animals by nature, there comes a time when I cannot accept it in my heart, even though I know that this situation is completely deserved.

“Don’t worry.”

However, I don’t want to complain that it’s unfair that others don’t recognize my hardships. I don’t want to regret what I did, saying I shouldn’t have done that.

Cancer: If I admit that, what will all the efforts I have done so far become? What is my best? What were my struggles to deal with the present?

“I have no intention of leaving.”

I don’t want all my actions to be meaningless. That’s why I endure it.

My situation is not good enough to endure even a single flood of negative emotions. I don’t even want to endure that. I don’t even have the stamina to do that in the first place. I don’t want people to know that I’ve worked hard, but it’s annoying to react by getting angry or laughing when I hear criticism.

Yes, it is difficult to live with their hostility.

“under.”

So I let out a small breath, raised one knee, and leaned my head back. I have the information on ‘Demon Knight’ that I requested two months ago, but I didn’t have much intention of reading it. Even figuring out something, interpreting it, and making inferences was a hassle.

The fact that I was likely to die if I continued like this also added to my helplessness. I don’t want to bother using my brain if I’m going to die anyway and be meaningless.

I want to rest.

I buried my head in my knees and closed my eyes.

My parents missed their parents.

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.

.

“Oh great sage.”

“Thank you for your hard work.”

…But it seemed like the world had no intention of letting me rest.

In my sleep, I felt the noise behind me again. Even though it was late at night, someone came to see me.

“How did you come….”

“I came to check on your condition at the request of the lord of the castle.”

Even from the sound of his words, the visitor seems to be a great sage. Judging by his voice, he doesn’t seem to be an Archmage, but someone else.

But should I really respond to him? Should I break the delicate peace that this silence and silence brings?

I hadn’t been able to eat anything since I woke up, so I curled up a little more, feeling empty. The feeling of not even feeling hungry as your hunger goes beyond the limit is surprisingly very comfortable. So, within the constraints of not having to move.

“Can I talk to you without looking like you’re sleeping?”

“How do you know I’m not sleeping?”

“You know because you saw me.”

“…are you turning around?”

“It must be like that in the world you see.”

However, the opponent showed no signs of backing down easily. I exhaled weakly, listening to two voices coming and going.

Still, I don’t want to deal with it.

“hmm. “For now, please stay back.”

“yes?”

“We need to talk alone, so either wait nearby or go back first.”

“…Yeah, whatever. If that’s the case. I’ll wait over there. “Please give me a signal when you go.”

…I don’t want to deal with it.

“It’s finally time for just the two of us to talk. “I apologize for interrupting your rest. I’m going to say something that will be embarrassing if anyone hears it.”

I really don’t want to deal with you.

“So, are you really not going to talk to me?”

Really—

“Precious soul from another world.”

uh?