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

Episode 259: What if (7)

“…weren’t the ancient beasts born with the world?”

[that’s right. Born together with the world.]

“Then the creator is….”

[Because when God created the world, we also created it.]

Equa was silent for a moment at the sudden revelation. [Was there really a God?] Sangun, who learned the secret of his ancestors’ birth, was in a similar situation.

“I thought that was just an unreasonable act from the outside world…”

[Well, that could be true. You didn’t go through the Age of Mythology or the records from that time were properly passed down.]

“Then our faith has been blasphemous until now…”

Ekua calmly controlled her mind as much as she could after the bomb exploded while sending off a person. It wasn’t that easy. My composure disappeared and my true feelings suddenly came out and barely managed to fade away.

[Don’t worry about that. He is a just death and an unfair life, a benevolent forest and a harsh sea. There is no need to be interested in such things and label them as profane.]

“But…”

[Even if it’s okay.]

Yukgui noticed this and patted his arm with his fin.

[In the first place, all he cares about is the existence of the world. He doesn’t care at all how the creatures of the world live or what they worship or follow as long as they don’t destroy the world. So don’t worry too much. It’s not good to worry about buying something.]

“…Is that so?”

However, the petting could not fully control Ekua’s complicated feelings. The child’s eyes sank slightly.

“When I read the religious scriptures to understand the outside world, I was dumbfounded by the reason why idol worship was allowed… I guess that also had some basis.”

[huh? What did they write?]

“Their scriptures state, ‘The entire world was created by God, so even worshiping His creation ultimately praises God’s greatness.’ So there is no need to look down on idolatry.”

At the time I had just read it, I thought, ‘Don’t those on the outside know what respect is? I thought, ‘You’re criticizing other people’s faith?’ But now that the Six Ghosts have established the existence of God, it’s a bit different.

[Uh… that’s not wrong. That is incorrect.]

Surprisingly, it seems to have been a work based on facts. Equa strangely disintegrated.

[More precisely, as long as the world can survive and as long as the object of faith belongs to the order of this world, it is none of my business who I believe in or who I respect… But that’s the point.] ”

I see… .”

[It’s a new thing, so is that okay?]

[Why not? Human faith and His existence are separate issues.]

Both Ekua and Sangun were a little shocked by Yukgui’s words. I won’t deny it, since it’s the words of Yuk-gwi, not anyone else… but having something that was the foundation of life broken and reassembled was accompanied by indescribable pain.

[Why are demons being persecuted…?]

[Because they are not creatures of this world.]

[Hmm. By the way, my ancestors. Since you are not serving the devil and are working hard for the survival of the world, shouldn’t you be allowed in the temple? I think this would be acceptable given the generosity shown earlier.]

Still, Sangun immediately got over the shock. Although he was in a position of worship and was the subject of faith, this was possible because he did not have a stubborn heart to rule.

[There are a few answers we can give to that… but before that, let’s fix what needs to be fixed.]

[Ugh?]

[Our God is not lenient. Idolatry and denial of God are simply things that are not worth responding to, so they are passed over, not because they are truly merciful.] [

Huh…?]

[As I said before, He is a fair death and an unfair life. It is a benevolent forest and a harsh sea. In other words, it is also called ‘nature.’]

However, the truth that continued to pour out was a bit heavier.

[Think about it. Is there anything more ridiculous than asking nature for mercy? The world is not about nature caring for living things, but living things living in harmony with nature.]

Yuk-gwi forced the two into complete silence. I didn’t feel very happy about it either.

[And God treats demon knights poorly? That’s wrong too. He doesn’t have eyes or ears, so if it’s part of the order, he embraces it, but if it’s not part of the order – so if it has an external energy, he just throws it out. He does not take into account each individual’s actions, such as the inequality of handing death to a poor man who has struggled hard and giving a long life to a rich man who has lived by trampling on others. Look at us in the first place. If he had cared about us, would they have become corrupted?]

Of course, since this is the God that the Six Ghosts know, the Demon Knight had to take even more care of himself. Since only he can take care of himself, he had to do so even more.

[Don’t you listen to the prayers of the children of that denomination? If you pray strongly, they will give you more divine power.]

[You idiot. It’s not a listening and responding mechanism like ours. If there is a well called God, humans will pour down the bucket of prayer and draw out as much divinity as they can handle.]

“…So, aren’t they chosen by God as the popular belief has it?”

[The only beings he personally selects and constantly watches over are warriors. The rest are just acquired or innate traits that have developed.]

“Such…”

[Rather than praying to God, I would rather pray for good luck. He will never listen to your prayers, so rely on fate.] The

Demon Knight’s absolute ally in this world is only him.

[Because in this world, fate is an area that not even God can touch.]

Yes, the only one who can save him is himself.

“…I’ll have to insist the driver to stay a little longer.”

But…

“But before that, I’ll go and see Aori. “I have something to take care of.”

Even if you can’t save him, you can help him.

* * *

The Inquisitor moved his hands and feet mechanically, healing people and helping those around him.

With a single light, trauma healed, with a single light, internal injuries improved, and people’s expressions brightened. It was a miracle of God performed on her behalf.

『Save the one who has the way.』

Yes. It is her power.

『Send back the one who lost the way.』

At the same time, it is the power she has acted on behalf of.

『Kill it.』

And it is something that must be done

.

“why?”

but.

But…

“Why…?”

The Inquisitor felt his knees buckle. It was not because her legs were weak or because her health was suffering.

“Priest?”

“God, why…”

There was only one thing that broke.

“Why…”

was all that was on her mind.

* * *

“Please stay just two weeks, two more weeks!”

[2 weeks! 2 weeks!]

I wonder if he was trying all sorts of things to achieve an extraordinary transformation, including scarring his mouth and drawing tattoos. The warchief who came secretly riding a mountain army asked me a favor as if he was clinging to the hem of my pants. The mountain army even wrapped its tail around my body.

“…1 week.”

“No, two weeks! “I cannot accept compromise!”

“Do you think I will compromise?”

“…2 weeks!”

Why are they really like this? I left the squishy boy and the snake behind and lowered my head to forcefully swat them away this time.

“….”

“….”

Gloomy eyes were looking up at me.

“….”

“….”

Do you think my attack power will decrease if I use super-green eyes? Do you think my attack will drop by 2 levels just because I use cute cheeks?

“…What is it?”

…such a cunning and wicked child! Normally, I faithfully carry out my duties as a warchief, but why am I the only one given the privilege of being a child…!

“I will not be greedy anymore. “Can’t you just stay for two more weeks?”

However, all children have a legitimate right to behave like this. Since I am an adult, I have a duty to be swayed by it.

“…Promise me. “I won’t show any stubbornness after two weeks.”

“yes!”

[Waaah!!]

“And take this with you when you go.”

“What is this?”

“Go and see. “You let go of your tail.”

[Oh, I understand.]

When it seemed like conditional permission had been granted, I sighed weakly, looking at the warchief’s flushed cheeks.

They finally delivered 3 million gal for the wig – I put in a little more considering the debt I’ve been in so far – but… is it really right to accept this offer? Even though the child hung on first, is it right for me to stay here?

The longer I stay here, the greater the risk of them getting involved. Do I really turn a blind eye to that even though I know it?

“Oh, and… I told the priests that I would visit the forest with Sangun today. So…”

I wondered whether it was right for me, as an adult, to get along with the child, or whether it was right for me, as an adult, to prevent the dangers that the child might face.

“Today… can I stay here with you?”

But the answer did not come easily. It had to be that way.

“…okay.”

I thought adults felt lonely too.

Even though I know I shouldn’t do this, I have no choice but to move on.

[Eye. If it’s so bad, why do you always tell me to go away? Is this discrimination?]

“It’s noisy.”

[Hiing.]

“Haha… Oh, that’s right. Lord Eungong, I have a lunch box prepared by the priests. Would you like to eat it with me?”

I pursed my parched lips as I heard the warchief’s cry.

When you leave the Great Forest, when you go outside of this forest. Will I ever hear words with such nuance again? Due to the penalty for camouflage skills, I cannot stay in a city or village for a long time or ask for company when walking down the street. Will I ever encounter something like that again?

“Oh, I didn’t mean to eat now… I meant to eat together at the time when my benefactor usually eats. I asked the priest to pack more than usual. “I packed a lot, so I won’t run out… maybe…?”

It must be difficult. It must be very difficult. Unless I come back here again and those people from back then still have some affection left for me, it would be almost impossible.

“…Do you not like it?”

Therefore, the result is bound to be like this. If you are in a position where you inevitably have to walk down an arduous path, it is a universal psychology to want to postpone it as long as possible.

“no. Let’s eat together.”

Without even being able to laugh, I placed my hand near the top of the child’s head.

Is it okay to do this to the being who leads this area? Isn’t it rude to carelessly pet someone without permission? A sudden thought made me stop holding my hand.

Tuk. The hand that stopped leaving an ambiguous space touched the top of the child’s head. Ekua threw away his status as warchief and smiled like an ordinary child. [Heeeeee.] Only one snake, who thinks he has been discriminated against, is openly complaining.

“…When did you have breakfast?”

In the meantime, my fingers, which had stiffened for a moment, gently stroked my hair. When I tried to stop it, the child started rubbing it, so it was difficult to take it off first.

“I ate it just as the sun was rising.”

I woke up much earlier than that….

I glanced at the year that was almost in the middle of the sky. For your information, since it is a forest full of trees, the light does not sting your eyes.

“Eat now.”

“yes!”

I ate breakfast a little late, but… my job is physical work. In other words, the more calories you consume, the better.

So I prepared to eat, thinking that good things are good things. Sangun, who had been half-passed earlier, looked upset, but he quickly calmed down when I threw him an apple. I don’t know if he knows that the apples he made were his own.

“This is your lunch box.”

“…lunch?”

“There is also dinner separately.”

no… That’s not what my question meant.

I reflexively made a subtle expression as I looked at the seven large lunch boxes. The warchief should have asked for a little more, but would he have to give it this much…? How much does that little child eat?

“Sangun said he wanted to taste it.”

[You really have no intention of eating it. I can’t even clean my mouth with something the size of a booger.]

Luckily, my doubts didn’t last long. Ai and Sangun, who noticed my doubts, hurriedly explained with embarrassed expressions. That was quite convincing. It’s a lunch box so big that even an average-eating adult wouldn’t be able to eat it all, but it’s impossible for someone that big to eat it.

“This is fried rice, this is porridge, this is…”

Meanwhile, Ekua opened the lids of the lunch boxes one after another. Soups, stews, stir-fried vegetables, fried rice, curry, fried noodles, and several grilled dishes were all filled with the scent of spices used only here.

“I couldn’t cut out meat because there was no reason to cut it out. I’m sorry…”

“It’s okay.”

What are you talking about. If you have a child growing up, you have to feed them meat even if it kills them. If I add my likes and dislikes and the essential nutrients my child needs to consume, the latter will definitely win. Even if they knew of my existence, I would have told them to put it in.

“I would like to express my gratitude to nature, which always gives me grace.”

More than that, fried rice and risotto… my mouth is watering just looking at it.

I lifted my spoon over a rice dish that was closer to Annam American rice than Korean rice. There was no need to hesitate as the child had just finished praying. My stomach, which had been shriveled up after spending the last few weeks alone, accepted the luxury it had enjoyed for the first time in a long time.

The rice, so light as to fly, rolled across my tongue first, and the coconut milk-based curry sauce, with its peppery scent, exploded in my mouth along with the vegetables.

I felt like the blood I lost while practicing my stomach skills was being replenished. It was so delicious.