60 – forgiveness

What is the most common word spoken by those who want to be pardoned for their sins?

Maybe that means asking for forgiveness.

The most effective way to alleviate guilt towards a specific person is to appeal directly to the person’s compassion.

What’s more, a book containing words that don’t even seem like the words to love one’s enemies in this world is selling like hot cakes.

There is even a bizarre culture in which the act of forgiving someone is regarded as a kind of virtue and is sacred, which is difficult for me to understand.

It was the conclusion I came to after decades of self-exploration of this benevolence-filled world that, now, the weight of asking for forgiveness has weighed less than a trivial morning greeting.

”Black, now, wrong, wrong…”

But the girl in front of me didn’t say forgiveness easily.

As if he didn’t even deserve it. As if I’m going to go to the middle of the day.

Seeing that he didn’t want forgiveness or salvation, just wanting to be rebuked for his mistakes, he looked even more pathetic than a sinner who had committed a mortal sin.

”Hero…”

I got down on my knees and tried to make eye contact with her.

Her dimmed eyes, which had lost their light, seemed to struggle even to recognize me sitting right in front of her.

”Hero… It’s me…”

”Now, wrong, ugh! sorry····. sorry····.”

It seemed that the difficultly weaved words, as she calmed down her agitated mind, did not reach her consciousness.

It was right after that.

The reason I noticed the strange thing that happened to the hero’s body.

”····!”

Her beautiful blond hair, reminiscent of ripe ears of barley, was slowly fading to an ominous white color of unknown origin.

Rather than the color being overlaid, it seemed more accurate to say that the color that had been applied to her was discoloring like water was dripping from her clothes.

And the source of power felt in such anomalies is a very familiar concept that anyone who has been on the path of the priesthood will not recognize.

A split miracle that is said to have been bestowed by God with a portion of that power to mankind.

It was divine power.

”Look at this!”

At that very moment, the being I had temporarily put aside from my consciousness suddenly called me by name.

I looked back with a little bit of annoyance.

Then, with the long skirt she was wearing tied around her upper body, a white straw mat that was constantly flapping around like a fish on land was suddenly screaming at me.

”You’re still there!? You’re listening to me there! Subterranean! Do you have any idea how much you are being punished!? You wouldn’t know! Of course you don’t know! If you knew who I was, you wouldn’t have dared to commit such a disrespectful act! Hey, just this time! Yes, I will mercifully pardon that ignorance just this one time in particular! Right Now! Please free me from these bizarre restraints placed on me!”

It was such an arrogant attitude that I couldn’t believe the words of a shabby man with only a piece of underwear sticking out from his tightly wrapped upper body.

At first, even though I did it, I thought that it was a little harsh, but I was very slightly moved.

Looking at that horse, it seemed that he was worrying for nothing.

It never occurred to me that the restraint was an unreasonable measure.

Restraining the limbs of a suspicious person who speaks suspiciously to prevent them from doing suspicious things is something that must be done.

There were no personal feelings at all.

”Warrior. It’s me. Regis Rowville. Can’t you recognize me?”

”Hey, hey! I know what you’re listening to! Don’t ignore me, just answer me! Underworld!”

It sounded like a preschooler begging their parents to buy a toy, but that distinctive, unpleasant voice stabbed me in the back of the head.

Right now, I’m preoccupied with wiping away the hero’s tears with the handkerchief I’ve prepared, so I don’t have the mental space left to pay attention to such trivial elements.

”under! If you’re thinking of playing tricks on my bowl, you’d better give up. For now she is in the midst of being charged with my holy power! I’m not in a state where I can listen to someone’s voice! therefore! Stop being silly! Please release this restraint right now and bow your head to me—.”

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Kwajik.

”Uh, uh…?”

Immediately after the bloody echo of the waveform echoed once, the extremely annoying noise finally subsided.

Without moving his neck, he only slightly glanced over there.

The bladed rosary that had been draped around my neck was slashed right across her like a dagger.

Thanks to the blade that flew through his collar and made a hole through which to escape, the suspicious person was able to see the outside world again.

After our eyes met through the hole in her torn clothes, she suddenly started to tremble like a rabbit in front of a wolf.

”Whoa…”

I wanted to give her a prickly warning, if it’s okay for a moment, please be quiet.

I couldn’t make fun of it carelessly.

Because I couldn’t say harsh words in front of the hero.

That’s why I carefully brought my index finger to my mouth and, like a librarian at a library cautioning someone who moves a lot, insinuatingly conveyed my intentions to her.

tell me to shut up

”Hee, hee!”

It was around the time that I moved my gaze toward the direction where the hero was once again, after confirming that my intentions had been clearly conveyed to her from that fearful behavior.

snap.

”Yo, hero…?”

”Me, because of me… Black! Because of me…”

My right hand, covered in blood from fragments of unknown identity, was scattered and carefully embraced in my arms with a trembling gesture.

Before long, the whitish things that were hovering around the hero like steam over hot water began to take on distinct shapes.

It is a film of the past that lights up in gray color.

The musty soot that forcibly brings something you want to hide into a person’s face.

Because I had been through a similar experience just a little while ago.

This is the scenery the hero was looking at.

It was not difficult to guess that the so-called past was something she wanted to ignore.

I had no way of knowing at this point whether this phenomenon was a unique characteristic of this dungeon, or if it was due to the tricks of that dirty horse.

It was good to see what kind of past the warrior was facing, regretting, and suffering.

A man with blood dripping from his hand.

Opposite it, a little girl weeping.

It is safe to say that the familiar aspect that forcibly recalls sometime in the memory is a kind of reenactment with the main actors of the past as they are.

”Hero… This wound is not because of the hero…”

”Oh, no…! because of me! because of me····! Aww!”

Although the conversation was held for the first time.

What she is looking at is the me of the past. I wasn’t who I am now.

A stupid man who was busy chewing up his sinful thoughts while standing at a place where the hero swung his sword.

She was such an insignificant person that she had no reason to suffer so much.

”As expected, you knew everything…”

”Huh! Whoops! Ugh!”

It seemed that she was trying hard to endure the bursting gok-eup, but her constant efforts eventually ended in failure.

Starting from a single tear shed, she flung herself into my arms.

From the moist breath that wets the nape of my neck, her green thoughts that cannot be expressed in words were seeping into me one after another.

”Ugh! Ugh, now, wrong, wrong, ugh!”

Now, is it too much to even tie the knot?

Her behavior, as if she couldn’t control the emotional thoughts leaking out one after another, was like watching a child who had a nightmare of her parents disappearing.

”No····. I am····. I was wrong…”

”Oh no! my, me! I’m bad! Mi, sorry! Ugh! Ah, uncle! Now, wrong! Ugh! wrong! Wow!”

I hugged the warrior with the momentum to dig into my arms, saw him pat him on the back, and stroked his hair.

There was no sign that the tears would stop.

how long has it been like that

The ominous white color that invaded his golden hair began to emerge with the momentum to cover the hero’s entire body thanks to its momentum.

Did you say that it is Junchi even if it rots?

Although it was just half a penny, I was able to instinctively realize that he was a priest who could handle divine power.

This invasion must have had a profound effect on her emotions. It would have a great negative effect on her personality.

”Yo, warrior. Would you like to listen to me for a moment?”

”Huh! Wow!”

I had to think.

this bitter lamentation of hers. swirling emotions.

I had to find a way to intervene, even if it was only for a moment.

”Yo, hero…! Warrior! Calm down for a second! Abbie… Abigail!”

”Huh! Whoops! Wrong, wrong…”

However, my brain, which can never be said to be smart, could not come up with a great alternative in a short time that is not enough to even call it that moment.

Before long, that ominous erosion will destroy the hero’s soul. It was around the time when I belatedly felt that I was trying to reach the roots.

”Keugh!”

She was traumatized, and she had to somehow vomit out of her mouth even information that would stop her thinking for a moment.

Shortly after my confused brain reached such a hasty conclusion.

”Warrior. Actually, it brightens women up a lot.”

”Huh?”

At my pointless confession that jumped out of my brain, she suddenly let out a hollow breath in the air.