62 – collapse

”uuu… Wow…”

shit. damn

The girl’s plaintive tunes blended together with mysterious bursts.

It was right after that that the silence that seemed to last forever was desperate.

A heterogeneous space where only thick darkness exists no matter where you look in all directions.

The white cracks that sprouted here and there in the gloomy background seemed as if the night sky was splitting apart, scattering an ominous feeling that words could not explain.

What they indicated was self-evident.

the world No, the dungeon was collapsing.

”Hero…”

However, I did not have the mental capacity left to direct my eyes to directions other than the front.

Dungeon Collapse.

It was because an issue so serious that such an important matter would fall behind in priority was right in front of my nose.

”Where are you going to use something like that…”

The desperate appeal of the warrior. solicitation. confession.

In response to that, what I came up with after careful consideration was, in the end, an unassuming farmland street.

Asking me for the price of protecting this world.

Isn’t there a degree to a transaction that does not match the balance of payments?

Regardless of whether a person like me has enough value to compare with this world.

As an upright adult, I couldn’t take it lightly as an ignorant girl who made an outrageous proposal out of emotion.

Now, first of all, I decided to take comfort in her so that the hero can calm down his own turbulent emotions.

”Warrior. I’ve said it before, but I’m as great a person as the hero thinks…”

”You’ll be hugging me all day.”

Right then.

The warrior, who was busy sobbing with his face buried in my stomach, suddenly cut my words into pieces with a confident tone reminiscent of a contestant in a speech contest.

”Embracing the priest’s wide waist, with his head parted on the priest’s stocky thighs, you will be praised by the priest for everything you have done so far.”

”Yo, hero…?”

”When you compliment me, I want you to stroke my hair. It would be perfect if you whisper my name in my ear from time to time. We eat together, chat with each other, and then when I fall asleep, I want to cover myself with a thin duvet cover and feel the warm body temperature of the priest with my whole body and fall asleep quietly.”

”····”

No words came out.

If it was normal, the absurd words that would have been dismissed as a pointless joke.

But now I realize that she has an unusual feeling for me.

My heart was not dull enough to hear her plaintive appeal, which was full of tough thoughts.

how long has it been like that

Faced with the embarrassing wish of the hero, who cannot be hastily encouraged or weighed down, let me stick to my cowardly silence.

Suddenly, the warrior-nim groaned sadly.

”Ah, can’t I…?”

Blue eyes shimmering with sorrowful emotions. A faint voice tinged with damp anxiety.

All the sights were unfamiliar and unfamiliar.

Because it was her theory that a brave warrior should not be entangled in personal feelings, nor should she be seduced by her own self-interest.

The hero’s behavior of crying out loud like a child looking for her parents, mentioning her own desires, and begging her, was something I had never seen before, even as I had lived with her for many years.

”Ah, I see. Tea, I will endure, I will endure… I’ll just look at it like before, I’ll just look at it… That, so, by my side… Ah, no, can’t you stay even where I can see…?”

Wobbly fingers grabbed the hem of my clothes.

Shortly thereafter, an old, dusty vision flashed into my mind.

An unknown man who came to an orphanage to abandon his child.

A scruffy child who desperately clutched at the crotch of the arrogant figure and begged him not to abandon himself.

It was a very common tragedy that anyone born and raised in an orphanage must see at least once.

If you’re not going to take responsibility, give it affection or not.

These were the words of an elderly nun who was serving in the orphanage where I was raised, whenever such a tragedy struck her eyes.

The bitter reaction made me aware of reality.

That what I have done so far and what I am about to do now is not very different from the tyranny of the ruthless man who kicked off my own child with a wild kick.

”Whoa…”

I took a deep breath and regained consciousness.

So I made up my mind.

”Huh?”

”I’ll do anything like this.”

Instead of the bloodied right hand, I carefully stroked the warrior’s golden hair with my clean left hand.

Fortunately, thanks to the rehearsal with the saintess, I had acquired some tips on the issues to be careful of when handling women’s hair.

”Poem, Father? uh? Eh?”

As if he hadn’t expected my actions at all, the hero-sama suddenly scattered words with a dumbfounded look into the air.

”sorry····.”

by running away by ignoring pretending not to know

The reasons and justifications for having to apologize would be overflowing.

However, I couldn’t bear the courage to face the things I had done, so I didn’t even try to convey this humble apology to her.

no. Rather, I even tried to push him away.

”sorry····. sorry. Hero…”

”No, Annet, no! It is rather me who has to apologize! Poetry, Father, because of me, you can’t even use your holy power, your hands are scarred, and your path to success is blocked.”

”I guess you knew that too… it’s okay. It’s because they weren’t originally mine anyway.”

”No! Ah, Annette! Ugh!”

Although the words he said in the hope that the tears would stop seemed to rather stimulate her crying.

Could it be because of the heavy burden I was carrying on my heart?

My thoughts, which had been endlessly agitated with guilt, were gradually becoming calmer, like the sea after a storm.

Maybe it was because I was so used to the current situation.

For the past few months, comforting and comforting a crying child has been something I’ve been doing to the point of getting tired of it.

After such a shrill voice of apology came and went for a long time, the hero, who seemed to have calmed down his feelings to some extent, suddenly asked me a cautious question.

”Father. Sir, if you’ll excuse me, can I ask you a question?”

”Yeah? Ah yes. Please tell me anything.”

”Before, I think the priest said that he was actually revealing a woman…”

”ah····.”

That suspicion was justified.

Because it was none other than me who said that sexual desire was a concept that could not exist for a priest who swore chastity to God.

No matter how reluctantly I was led, the memory of the day I stopped by the Changgwan on the day of my coming-of-age ceremony was still entrenched as one of my bitter dark histories.

Of course, even if I went to Changgwan, all I had to do was hold a woman’s hand once and come back.

”It’s embarrassing… Yeah····.”

”····”

Immediately after those words, the hero’s straight gaze twisted sharply in the direction of my face.

I wanted to be honest about my experience of going to Changgwan, but I decided to keep my mouth shut.

Out of shame, I wanted to cover my face, which burned like a stove, with my hand.

I couldn’t bring my bloody right hand to my face, and I couldn’t stop stroking the hero’s head with my left hand.

In the end, I had to face the warrior’s sharp gaze from the front, as if he was scandalizing my disgrace.

”Father····! Your face is red! It’s red…! Ho, maybe! Are you shy!”

”ha ha ha····.”

What makes my face red so much fun?

Like a cat looking at fish in a tank, the warrior’s behavior as he looked at my expression with curious eyes was indescribably perplexing.

”okay! The priest also had a sexual desire!”

”Warrior. Because there is an echo here. Talking out loud like that… No, I don’t mean to talk about it elsewhere.”

It was around the time that I was having an untimely scuffle with the hero who looked so excited.

”All, you…!”

As if they were in sync with the slowly collapsing dungeon.

A strange woman, with parts of her body broken and dislocated, giving off the strong impression of a broken doll rather than a human, was glaring at us as if to kill us.

”Even though it’s a temporary body, it’s not enough to punch my holy zone, and even the dishes I’ve prepared are ruined…”

eyes and nose. It had lost most of the parts corresponding to the upper part of its face, and only the traces of one eye and dry, chapped lips remained as its only possessions.

Nothing could be seen where the eyes and nose should have been.

The scenery on the other side comes into view.

I couldn’t even figure out his identity, and the nameless fear that I shouldn’t even try to find out was creating a clear sense of crisis in my thoughts that were just about to relax.

”I never thought that an underworld person’s insignificant body could contain that amount of divine power… Furthermore, it is possible to absorb the divine power dwelling in the body of another person… Indeed, it is. The one you’ve only heard of -!”

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Kwajik.

”I don’t know who you are, but please be quiet for a moment! The priest and I are having an important conversation right now, aren’t we!”

And such a sense of danger was completely extinguished by the hero’s resolute knife.

No, it’s okay to attack a person halfway through the mood and explaining something…

It was around the time I was thinking such carefree thoughts.

”Father! in short! It means that the priest also has a desire to embrace a woman’s body!”

”Yeah? Ah yes. As long as it is… Wait, wait.”

The hero suddenly began to take off his jacket with a bright smile.