29 – Revival-12

“Are you dying?”

“It’s been a long time.”

It was too long.

Even when the capital was visible in front of my eyes, I thought I would be able to finish work and go home right away.

At least, I thought I would be able to avoid seeing the faces of the warrior party.

It was harder than I expected, and it was a short period, but there were many accidents.

But, it’s over now.

The silver-haired maid was shaking her head restlessly, as if feeling regretful.

“Aren’t you sorry?”

“Not at all.”

“That’s how it goes…”

I wanted something. If anyone wants something, it’s probably a maid.

The hero, the saint, and the archer each have their own desires. And, of course, I was under no obligation to comply with the request.

No, there was no obligation from the beginning.

When the Goddess first asked me to become a warrior for this world, I had no obligations.

I just did it because it was something I could do. I gave because I could give. If it were me, I thought I could endure a little longer, so I persevered.

“There is nothing. As it is, nothing remains…”

“That’s enough.”

It wasn’t something I started hoping for from the beginning. Not a single thing has been done for me.

“Looks like it’s about time. I’ll go down.”

At least I was able to put on a comfortable face. I had to search for a long time to see when I had ever laughed.

In the end, I realized that even those memories were made with the warrior party, and I had no choice but to stop reminiscing.

/////

I remembered the first day I came. The subtle smell of blood, the sparkling blue light here and there, the unfamiliar touch of divine power and magical power, which was the first time at that time.

It was only when I smelled this smell that I realized that I was really going back.

“I’m really sorry for you.”

The emperor standing in front of him bowed his head and apologized to me.

It wouldn’t have been easy. The wizards and priests here also have eyes and ears.

The secrecy will be strictly maintained, but it is clear that it will undermine his authority.

“…”

I couldn’t say I didn’t care, I was fine, I forgave you. That was an outright lie.

However, I didn’t want to curse at him in this atmosphere. I just glared at him once and then entered the center of the magic circle along the way.

Perhaps for distinction, the wizards were wearing gray robes, and the priests were wearing brown robes. But Farseer greeted me with tired eyes, his face exposed.

If this was an object used to conceal identity, it was certainly meaningless to her.

Considering the Farseer’s small stature, no matter what robe she wears, she will be found out.

“I’ll start. Just sit there.”

Without saying anything, she started the ceremony right away. It was also comfortable for me. If you talk to her, she’ll get angry.

It’s over. It’s over. It’s over.

It took a lot of work, but I succeeded anyway.

Defeated the Demon King. endured for that long.

I didn’t forget the first heart until the end. I remain a good person

The priests sang hymns, and the wizards memorized spells in between. The chant was as complex and subtle as that of wizards, and the incantation was as grand as that of priests.

Light emanates from the magic circle. A huge light that you can feel even with your eyes closed.

All body strength is released. I could feel the strings tying me to this world loosening.

I’m going.

I realized that fact once again. Only then could I laugh.

/////

“no….”

Nerwen climbed over the trees in the imperial garden, dripping blood.

It was obviously painful, but the urge and desire were so great that I forgot the pain.

To the point of ripping off half of his own flesh, throwing off the shackles and handcuffs, and subduing the guard who came to see his condition to steal the key.

I was thinking that the guilt would increase. However, I didn’t have time to check things out.

“please please…”

While imprisoned, I apologized to him hundreds of times in my heart. Her neck was too stiff.

At least for now, Nerwen’s pride was all torn apart.

Whatever it was, I wanted to see him again just once. It wasn’t bad to die right away, but even the suicidal urge from the pain couldn’t overcome the urge Nerwen felt for Enerel.

The imperial family was heavily guarded, but with superhuman concentration and a little luck, she managed to get inside.

There was no need to try hard to find where he was. As if one could find him from birth, the elf followed his trail.

“…”

However, even that had its limits.

He wasn’t in good shape, and he didn’t even get official permission to enter. Although a member of the hero’s party, rumors spread that she had been imprisoned.

Getting here in the first place was a miracle. No matter how competent and strong an elf she was, she really couldn’t rush into it thoroughly.

“Yes, Nerwen!”

“Oops!”

Without a moment to think, the elf turned his bowstring towards the sound.

It wasn’t the bow she used to use, it was the jailer’s crude bow, but the arrow wouldn’t miss.

“Uh, where did you get hurt so much? Get well soon!”

With one ‘command’ from the saintess, Nerwen’s body was completely healed. The blood on the body remained, but the inside was completely fine.

“What?”

Celia was intimidated for a moment at Nerwen’s eyes shaking as if they had been encroached upon by Magi.

“Now is not the time to be like this! Farseer-sama is going to send Mr. Enerel far away…”

“That’s not allowed….”

Although Nerwen’s mind was already in tatters, he was able to react to those words.

She trudged, continuing toward the scent. Celia was momentarily taken aback, but soon realized her intentions and

Although she wasn’t kicked out of the imperial palace, the saintess had no solution either.

“Lord, you can’t kill it. Just subdue it, and I’ll take care of it…”

The two outlaws took cover and began to defeat the palace guards.

The reverse summoning ceremony was an important one, but it was a ritual that had to be done in secret. Anyone who knows that the ritual exists has no choice but to know the existence of a real hero other than Eleanor.

Because of this, it was not possible to inject more escorts or make them more elite.

Transporting goods and letting people in and out of a cellar that is not normally used is dangerous, but if you become more suspicious, everyone will find out.

“…We’re almost there.”

“Boo, I’m nervous. What should I do? Something, a giant crab down here…”

When they reached the very front of the basement, they felt it.

A huge flash of light spread through the cracks in the door. A great miracle of divine and magical powers.

“ah…”

Like a doll with a broken string, Celia collapsed in front of him. Nerwen hadn’t quite judged the situation yet, but he was aware that something irreversible had happened.

everything is over

/////

“Did you know what you did?”

Farseer recognized that this was a dream. However, her angry mouth did not stop. She had no choice but to follow what she had done in the past.

“Now you’ve delayed my research by about 60 years.”

“In the first place, it was impossible. Even if all of them died, it was something that couldn’t be retrieved, right? If you told me a little sooner, at least three more people could be saved…”

Enerel was usually obedient and obedient to her orders, but this time it was different.

“Didn’t I give you a hearthstone? Once you get the item, you can return with it.”

“Who else?”

“It is an inevitable sacrifice.”

“What is a sacrifice that can’t be helped! If it’s that important, I’d rather have a party…”

“The rules of that dungeon are too dangerous!

Spitting out the same words he once said, Farseer fell into endless regret.

“Even the return stone is a place that can’t be used unless you’re a mana-related person like you!”

The sad thing was, no matter how much I regretted it, I couldn’t sit down. Because in my memory, she was shouting at Enerel.

“Is that more important than human life? A wizard’s lifespan is infinite! Not for me, but for you, that 60 years…”

“You’re probably overestimating ‘the person you see’ with that short insight! It’s 60 years. How many people do you think the monster called time will kill in 60 years?”

The Farseer of the past shuddered at the sense of betrayal.

“I thought you… understood!”

It was only she who thought that the story worked well was an illusion.

I was going to give him eternal life someday, and give him the honor to participate in this great and beautiful work.

Magic is originally a solitary work, but it hasn’t changed that being alone is painful and boring.

Still, Farseer thought that if there was an understanding person on the road, it might be possible to hold on.

“I, I don’t understand. I don’t expect your success any longer.”

“You know! I succeed. Somehow, definitely!”

“You’ll succeed somehow. But…”

-I’m not looking forward to the kind of world you’ll create.

The flashback is over. Farseer sat inside the dark magic circle and opened his eyes that he didn’t want to open.

“You’re right.”

It was not a matter of success or failure. It was not a matter of life and death.

A man who lost his mind had to create a world where everyone lived forever, but no one could be happy.

“I, never, not at all, not at all…”

Water droplets flowed from Farseer’s eyes.

“You didn’t thank me…”