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

Episode 248: Does it have meaning? (2)

[Stop explaining. Because I know how much you like that guy.]

[Eeeeee.]

[Who does he really look like to be so foolish?]

A time when strong raindrops continued to hit my body.

The owner of the voice was disgusted by the mountains’ praise for me and ordered him to stop. At the base of that voice, there is still disapproval toward me.

However, regardless of how I felt about it, I also agreed with the dissuasion itself. Anyway, Sangun’s praise was embarrassing even to me.

[Ah, why?]

[You’re not asking because you really don’t know, right?]

But who really is the owner of that voice? Looking at Sangun’s high-pitched voice, it doesn’t seem like he’s at least a low-level being…

I measured the other person’s location based on the distance I felt when the voice came from. It didn’t seem that far. Even if the darkness was a veil for the other person, wouldn’t it be possible to vaguely witness it?

[…done. You’re not the only one who viewed that guy favorably.]

But the only thing that catches your eye is Sangun’s slippery body. Other than that, there is nothing else to see. It was a puzzling thing.

[There are some things I feel uneasy about, but… I’ll just move on.]

Ah. Or is it possible for this being to dissolve into thin air like the mountains…?

I made that assumption and refocused on the conversation I had missed.

I’ll move on for now. Even though he found me uncomfortable, the words he said about Yonginki were thought over a couple of times in his brain. No matter how I felt, it wasn’t a bad conclusion.

[It’s okay. I really can trust the driver.]

[If I knew what that thing did, I wouldn’t be able to say that.]

[Yes?]

[It’s okay. It’s an issue I’ve already decided to skip.]

However, when I listen a little more, I feel like the other person knows me. Even if you don’t know much, it seems like you have already recognized my existence…?

“…Do you know me?”

I exhaled cold yet hot breath and searched through my memories. I wonder when I was associated with the owner of that voice.

But at least not within a radius that I can think of. He is someone I don’t know. Then why does he know me?

…Is this someone who really had a connection with the Demon Knight?

[I guess you don’t remember me… Well. [My behavior back then and now are very different.]

With low expectations, I asked without thinking, and the answer I received made my heart inflate even more. My heart beats as quickly as hitting a bat when faced with unexpected luck – although it is not confirmed – no. On the contrary, it is pounding slower than usual.

[Oh. Have you two ever met?]

[Uh.]

[When exactly?]

[Not long ago. Because we ran into each other a few days ago when the city there that you had treated like a fool was falling into ruin in real time.]

[…Ugh?]

However, no matter how much I thought about it, I thought that the stage of the next words was Bemurchen. Having lost my hope in an instant, I only felt a sinking feeling in my stomach. The tense muscles relaxed and cooled down.

[Thanks to that guy, the other half of me stopped doing evil things and the body that was a puppet was freed, but I didn’t know that he would just take it and leave… Oh, right. It just worked out well. Are you willing to give me my old body back?]

But for a moment I was caught up in that emptiness. I ended up questioning the other person’s words.

Half of the evil deeds? Liberation of the body that was a puppet? carry it and fly it?

No, putting all that aside, what is your old body…?

I tried to wrap my dull brain around what he said.

Anyway, the only two things I remember from Bemurchen were confronting a lava demon and waking up to be executed. In addition, those two had no connection whatsoever to the picture described by the other person… Ah. no way?

“I don’t remember.”

[You don’t want to give it back?]

I added, shaking off the rain that continued to form on my eyelashes.

“It means exactly what it says.”

That didn’t really change anything.

Is it because I played out an unkind and blunt concept for too long? This is because even the added words were short answers that required deep interpretation from the listener.

I think there will be communication problems when I return home.

[…Is that a problem related to the presence of a demonic core within you?]

The good news is that the other person is quite attentive.

Before I could add an additional explanation, ‘I didn’t do that,’ the other person understood what I meant and asked the appropriate question. I blinked again to brush away my wet eyelashes.

“…okay.”

[Then I won’t be able to get my power back.]

“…Have my powers been taken away?”

[From my perspective, it’s roughly similar. If you say that the victor just took the spoils he deserved, then there is nothing much to say.]

Rather, what is the real identity of the opponent? Just listening to the story, it feels like my body and strength were stolen at the moment when the devil was controlling my body instead of me…

Is it because my body was taken away from me that I can’t see it now? But can you survive even if your body is taken away? Or, since you said it was an old body, does that mean there is a new body?

But before that, how strong was the devil to the point where he was able to steal his power himself? What has never been seen with such power?

Where did the devil take what he stole?

[It’s okay if you can’t get it back.]

The more I listened, the more questions piled up in my head. The next thing that happened was a sentence containing a slight sigh and resignation rang into my ears. Doo doo doo doo. It was only after I thought about it three times that I understood the words that spread softly amidst the distorted sound of the rain.

“…You give up so easily.”

[Because obsessing over something you’ve already lost is only ugly. It’s not like I wasn’t at fault for losing it.]

Surprisingly, he didn’t seem to have any regrets about not getting his power back. It was unexpected. I thought you would be offended by this as much as you are offended by me.

[If there’s nothing more to say, let’s go.]

[Eye. Are you finished talking?]

[Yes. Why do I have anything left to say?]

[I have so little to say, right?]

Of course, I am grateful that they did not place the blame on me just because we share the same body. If the other person had been unreasonable like that, I would have had quite a hard time.

[The driver came and asked if he was here and where he was going. Why are you abandoning all your companions?]

[There are so many things I want to ask. do whatever you want. It’s not like I can go alone anyway.]

[Hehe.]

Anyway, I guess I don’t have any business with that being anymore. I still have a lot of things I want to ask him.

I was trying to catch the person who was withdrawing from the conversation, but I became aware of the presence of Sangun and took a step back.

Sangun wouldn’t try to blow my head because I thought I was a little strange, but… I was just wondering. There is no need to act as tightly as the warrior’s group, but it would be better to keep the minimum concept.

[Why are you here, knight, knight…]

There really is no scarlet letter. Because of the concept, I always get blocked from doing what I want to do, and I have to go back to doing things that would otherwise be easy…

[Driver?]

Huh? Oh yeah. Sangun was talking.

I wondered if I had gotten too caught up in random thoughts—that was strange. I certainly wasn’t that absorbed – but I changed the object of my concentration. A white snake seen with dull eyes has a somewhat blurry outline.

“I’m listening.”

[Ugh. Yes. So how did you get here? I’m on my way back to the Great Forest of Jiya, so driver Kajiman has to go north?]

But I can still hear the voice. After repeating the muffled sounds a few times, I fully understood the sentence.

“that.”

by the way. How should I answer this? Sangun doesn’t know my concept in detail, but he probably knows that I’m crazy about demon hunting.

Just cover up the fact that you escaped from Bemurgen? Is it okay to have someone who knows about the Bemurchen incident next to you?

“That…”

…but it would still be better to just ignore it. If you say goodbye right away, you won’t be able to say anything even if you feel strange.

[Gogun?]

So.

“….”

I moved my strangely dry throat despite the rain. But no sound came out. In that brief moment, the view became even more blurred, to the point where the mountain range could be seen in two.

[…Driver?]

…Wait a minute. Although it is not a thing, it is not a thing. Anyway, isn’t it normal for an object to appear split in two?

[Huh?]

I wondered as I saw the world tilting, not just because the mountains were divided into two. Why does the world spin? The world shouldn’t turn. What is it really? Why is the world… Ah.

Am I the one with the problem?

[Oh my gosh! [The driver is going to die!!]

I closed my eyelids as I heard Sangun’s voice ringing loudly.

I thought my tinnitus was unusual today, but that wasn’t the problem.

That was the last thought I had.

* * *

[Why is this tooth so proud!!]

After barely catching the falling person, Sangun shouted in dismay.

In the meantime, the tail wrapped around the opponent to protect it conveys the opponent’s cold and hot body temperature. It was not the temperature of the humans he was familiar with.

[Are you going to die like this?]

If he had feet, he would have been rolling around and laying waste to the earth by now. However, Sangun has no feet and has even used his tail to wrap around his opponent. For that reason, he succeeded in preserving his surroundings very quietly.

[Is he dead?]

[Ancestor!!]

[No.]

But unlike Sangun, Yukgui clicked his tongue. Wouldn’t it have been of any help to the world if he had just died? Calm thinking was a bonus.

[Why is it so unusual? At most, a human being and a human being carrying a devil have fallen.]

But is this thought really so cold-hearted?

Yukgui crawled over Sangun’s body and stood in a position where he could look down on the fallen human. The first thing I saw was a face that went from white to blue.

[Yes? A devil?]

[As expected, you didn’t know.]

But rather than feeling sorry for that, I feel fear. Can not help it. That thing that seemed to only contain some magic was actually a vessel containing the Great Devil.

[What’s in there is the Great Devil.]

[Yesss???]

I don’t know how something like the Great Devil came to live in the human body. I also don’t know why humans are taking the lead instead of completely pushing them out.

[…How about killing him now?]

[Ancestor Joe?]

There is only one thing he knows. This is the power that the great devil will show when he awakens.

[Already, a strong demon swallowed half of me and my whole body. He and I have monopolized all of the power that Black Master had.]

…First of all, we know that thanks to that spiral, the corrupt Black Master died without being able to do anything bigger. His body, which had become a nest of demons and was defiled, would have caused a nuisance everywhere if it had not been for the fire.

So therefore. You could say he was a little indebted to that.

[Can you imagine? How strong will the Great Devil become after swallowing all the power of an ancient beast?]

But does that mean he should truly express gratitude to that thing?

If he hadn’t desperately clung to the human body, he might have been burned along with his shell by now. Although he may have lost everything to Black Death due to his betrayal, the power that originally belonged to him was also completely ripped away?

For example, something like this. The accident broke his leg and left him permanently disabled, but in return he was not dragged into the war. So, shouldn’t that person be thankful for the accident that broke his leg?

[I know that the Dragon of the West and you viewed this human favorably. But that is that and this is this.]

The answer would be ‘no’.

[Moreover, that person… he probably ran away all the way here because he didn’t want to die…]

[What? You said you ran away because you didn’t want to die?]

[When I was in that tent, I heard people talking about executing that person. And that person disappeared without a word at night. Then, of course, you ran away because you didn’t want to die, right?]

[Normally, it’s a shame, but…]

So Yuk-gwi persuaded San-gun. It was by no means a persuasion based on things like the house inspector saying that it almost drove him to death or that he killed someone who was corrupted but was still his other half. It is based on the conviction that this will be better for this world.

[…isn’t it okay to do that?]

But Sangun, who heard all that, hesitated and quietly expressed his opinion.

[…Are you being too greedy?]

If you’re just yelling that you can’t do it, I don’t know. Yuk-gwi was completely speechless when the boy who had been so cheerful suddenly lost his temper and muttered timidly.

[Greed… I can win…]

[I guess it’s like that… But I don’t want to lose…]

[….]

No, this guy doesn’t usually pay attention, so why only do things like this. ..!

Lu Gui was very shocked and his nose was stuffy, but he never said anything about him. He was the one who wanted to kill it, but the one who had to do it – and the one who had to take care of the six ghosts’ subsequent lives – was Sangun.

[I do not know. Do whatever you want.]

Whatever. To be honest, the ones who will suffer the most damage from those people alive are the humans rather than them, so it doesn’t matter if we just sit by and watch. Yuk-gwi finally gave permission for such medicine after calculating it.

Sangun’s face, which had been drooping, brightened in an instant.

[Then let’s go home quickly! A typhoon is coming and we need to get the driver treated quickly!]

It was time to go on the road again.