196 – negative-3

“thanks.”

Celia’s small voice flowed from between the coffins. It’s the sound coming out of her throat.

“Can I open this?”

A dark and stuffy aura still filled the cabin.

“You didn’t have to go that far… to alleviate my guilt.”

“It’s just annoying to bring up things from a long time ago and talk about it without even knowing it properly.”

I knocked on the coffin with a disgruntled face. It may have been a bit rude, but I thought I could do this much.

“You may be right. My holy spells may not have been as strong as I thought, and saying that you lived… agreed to them is probably right.”

I forced myself to inhale the acrid air. something comes You have to keep your mind straight.

“But nothing has changed. You can’t change the past. I’m not trying to kill Enerel to undo the mistakes I made back then.”

“That’s kind of creepy.”

A priest’s ability is proportional to his emotions.

It doesn’t make sense to say that bullets fly hard if you shoot with all your heart, but it’s possible for a priest.

“It’s just, to build a better future. To fuel your future with the people you hate so much, the people who made you hate you so much.”

“If you have something to do, do it quickly.”

As soon as the words were finished, her emotions flooded in. Without a chance to resist, I fell into hallucinations again.

/////

It is an ordinary house. If I lived on Earth, I would have lived in a place like this, an ordinary apartment.

Dressed in a suit, I was leaving the house after getting ready for work.

A successful life where a beautiful wife kisses her goodbye.

I didn’t think the possibility was high, but the me who remained on Earth might have lived a life like this.

Go down to the underground parking lot and drive your car out onto the street.

Many vehicles are blocking the road. Turn on the music and wait for the time to pass.

People walking down the street enter a cafe with a peaceful face, or hold hands with their lover and enjoy a happy daily life.

this is my world

“It’s pretty.”

It wasn’t comparable to the beauty of the warrior party members, but my wife had a beautiful appearance.

When I went to work, I worked until the end of the day.

Attend meetings, resubmit reports, and eat out at a nearby restaurant during lunch.

I felt the crispy texture of the pork cutlet and the savory taste of the sauce.

Employees accept my card and make payments inertia, as if they had no worries.

no one hurts I am not that meaningful.

I am just a member of society, doing my job well.

Sometimes it’s hard, sometimes it’s happy.

On my way home from work, I drive with anticipation at the thought of seeing my child and my beautiful wife who must have just returned from kindergarten.

Riding the elevator up, sharing refreshing indifference with neighbors. I don’t know where he lives, and he doesn’t know where I live.

Upon returning home, the child first runs to the door and greets the father. I pick up the child, spin it around, and give my wife a hug.

After changing clothes, the child listens with interest to what happened in kindergarten.

My wife is looking at me with curious eyes.

When the child goes to bed, my wife, who has changed into provocative clothes, seduces me.

I’m a little tired today, but the day was too precious to go over like that.

After having a hot moment, I fall asleep in the same bed as my wife who is lying comfortably.

Tomorrow, the same day as today will continue.

A day where you don’t ask for anything more than the average person. A daily life where there are no people dying on the street, and there is no need to see a dead body.

A comfortable society where there is no need to beg someone to save someone who is about to die.

As much as I have no power, I have no responsibility. I just enjoy the daily life given to me and live a happy life.

Maybe, this kind of life might be my happy future.

You don’t have family or friends, but you can make new connections. You can make a new person.

In a comfortable and comfortable world where nothing is asked of me.

“…no.”

Although there may be a difference in degree, my world is not ideal.

There are people dying here too, though less so than in the world where they lived as warriors and porters.

There are people who work all day and earn a few thousand won to live on a line of gimbap.

There are people who get caught up in a ridiculous war and lose their lives in vain.

Left in terrible poverty, there are people dying of starvation because there is no porridge to eat right away, let alone modern civilization.

Considering the enormous population of the Earth, there may be more people dying on Earth than there are dying in this world.

The reason such people are not visible to me is simply because I did not exist where they could be seen.

It wasn’t that I donated my money and donated it to them, or took an interest in them.

I just didn’t pay attention. It’s just that I don’t think I have the power to change that, and I just focused on doing things for me.

it ran away It is hidden behind the words, ‘If I tried it, would there be a way?’

Maybe, that’s not necessarily a bad choice. No one will criticize me for running away, and it is not particularly disrespectful for an ordinary person to live an ordinary life.

However, in order for me to enjoy that daily life, I have to kill someone.

Not an unknown stranger.

Even if it’s hatred, I have to kill the human being who is emotionally attached to me.

It is impossible.

“under…”

Let’s sigh, and the world twists. Hallucinations disappear.

The night view from the high apartment and the beautiful face of the wife lying on the bed disappear without a trace.

“Do you think I… will run away?”

There are things you can do here. There are people you can protect with the power of a warrior.

Whether it was death or dimension shift, it was no different that they abandoned this world.

“If I showed you the future, did you think I would curl up?”

“…”

Celia silently showed me the next future.

/////

The atmosphere is dark.

I was alone. Before that, countless people surrounded me.

“If it weren’t for you…”

“By order of the new emperor, you will be punished as a traitor!”

I, who was there, hesitated, unable to do anything.

In a situation where the people I’ve been protecting betray me and the people I’ve saved try to kill me.

As usual, I couldn’t even stun with moderate power. Because my body was already in tatters.

Wherever the warrior’s power went, it disappeared without a trace.

From the sky, huge fireballs rain down. I avoid it by forcibly moving my tired legs.

A direct hit was avoided, but the shock was not avoided. A warm feeling rushes from your back.

An elf’s arrow pierced the back of my fallen hand. After hastily pulling it out, I move my legs to somehow find a gap in the siege.

The body becomes dull. Celia’s divine spell is slowing my body down.

“That’s right.”

I came to my senses, instead of running away, I looked at them with a blank smile.

“You don’t have divine power.”

Well, it would have been correct to assume that there was no intention to hide it in the first place.

A party of warriors staring at me and countless people following them.

And at the top was Eleanor.

This is impossible. However, it was not a meaningless fantasy at all.

People change. Hatred, the will to atone, love, compassion, and determination are bound to be swept away in front of the enormous flow of time.

Before I knew it, I was sitting alone in a lonely room, not in the middle of the battlefield.

“Yeah, this is at least… more realistic.”

Now they are willing to sacrifice their lives to help me return.

However, that heart cannot last forever.

If I could save their lives, even if I had to give up returning home, they might be grateful right now.

However, if such times continue. If one day they are dissatisfied with me, and I will regret my choices.

Outside the window, a party of warriors gathered together and passed by. With a happy face, except for me.

“Someday…”

Even if I’m determined, it won’t last forever.

Neither the promise with the goddess to sacrifice as a hero nor the promise as a porter to accept any hardships were permanent.

If my body hurts and my mind becomes dizzy right now, a person’s mind is too easily worn out.

Can I not regret this action now?

Will I be able to keep this decision in the slow flow of time?

“…that’s enough. I’ve seen enough.”

After shaking my hand a few times, the solid-looking house was torn like a piece of paper. As I closed my eyes and left the house, the familiar black mist covered my eyes.

“Whatever you show me, it will be meaningless. I have no intention of running away anymore.”

I roughly opened the lid of the coffin where she slept.

Celia’s eyes were looking at me with mixed feelings.