What on earth are these memories?

Why do these emotions, these senses, bother me so much?

“The chest… .”

It was a burning pain.

vision blurs

[‘The Unknown God’ warns you to hold on to your spirit.]

Who wouldn’t want to be

How can I keep my composure when these feelings that are sure not mine are tormenting me.

smart smart

As I slowly lost my consciousness, someone knocked on the door.

“I will go in.”

The door opened, and a man in leather armor entered carrying a basin of water.

“Uh, wake up… Sir Raymond!”

He was delighted when he saw me awake, but hurriedly came running as he saw me breathing heavily.

Not paying attention to the overflowing water in the basin, he hurriedly came over and examined my complexion.

“Are you anywhere uncomfortable?”

“Does your head hurt?”

“Is anyone out there? Call someone right now!”

He shouted at the door, examining my body.

My head is hot.

He took the basin he had brought and hurriedly put his head in it.

The cold chill made the heat in his head go away.

It seems to live a little.

“no. it’s okay. it’s okay.”

Grabbing his arm to calm him down, he pulled his head out of the basin.

‘Why are you doing this all of a sudden?’

The memories of the middle of sparring have disappeared.

It was a good atmosphere. Why did I lose consciousness and why am I here?

‘I hope it’s a dream.’

I just hoped I’d lost consciousness as I lost.

If not, it seemed pretty difficult.

Did I do such a cruel act?

The look at that time wasn’t mine at all.

“I have caused a nuisance. Where are you all? Are you out there?”

I struggled up and asked him, but for some reason his face was not good.

His hardened face is quite dark.

Looking at his face, I felt quite uneasy.

Maybe my memories are not a dream, but a fact.

“I-that’s… .”

“Do not speak. I will check it myself.”

He got out of bed, covering his mouth as he tried to speak with difficulty.

At that moment, with my head spinning and struggling to support my staggering body, I came out, leaving behind his dissuade to stop me.

buzz buzz.

Why didn’t I feel it?

The smell of this blood stinging my nose as soon as I left the room.

“Uh, there… .”

“Here comes… .”

“Well… .”

The gaze of people who saw me was never good.

A look of fear in the eyes.

I felt sick to my stomach in those eyes.

Feeling their gaze reminds me of the people I did in Dalian.

Despite hearing that the sparring was over, I attacked even those who were watching, including those sparring with me.

“Raymond… did it come out… .”

Perhaps he had heard the news that I had woken up, and he saw Count Warrug, who had come running in a hurry.

He looked at me here and there as if to check my condition.

“how… did it happen? No, what the hell am I… .”

It’s hard to understand why the hell I did this, why I was crazy.

This is the first time ever.

no, it’s not the first time When I played Ahar, I almost killed Beatrice.

But after that day, I stopped playing Ahar.

Ahar is not alone. I rarely acted, and I haven’t done much lately.

It was enough just to realize the talent of swordsmanship and use it.

But why did it repeat and get worse?

“It is enlightenment.”

“Yes?”

Count Warrug spoke softly to me who was confused.

Enlightenment?

something like this?

In the original work, there was no character who had this realization.

Even talented people with exceptional talent did not wield a sword blindly like me.

if you really want to find it

‘Ahar and Mahol… .’

When Ahar became a Master, nothing remained in the area around him.

No creature was alive.

When Mahol awakened his powers, at that time everyone in the academy as well as the people around him died.

‘Could it be that I played them?’

That was the only thing that caught on.

If it wasn’t for that, there would be no reason for me to go so far.

No, I couldn’t believe that I was enlightened after leaving everyone.

Can enlightenment be so easily attained?

I heard that enlightenment is good, but the one I got didn’t look good at all.

Rather, it just looked bad.

What kind of realization does it mean to attack allies without being able to identify friends?

“I know what you’re thinking, but don’t blame yourself too much. Because no one can blame you.”

It’s a word of comfort, but strangely it wasn’t comforting.

Rather, my heart sank at those words.

It sounded like there was a dead person.

It was a sparring where mishaps could happen at any time, so it seemed like they were saying that although there are people who die, they don’t hold them accountable.

“directly… I want to see for myself.”

“… i get it.”

He looked at my face and nodded his head slightly.

so i followed him

The place where the wounded are is in a place where I made three tents across the training ground where I sparred.

“Ugh… .”

Their groans came from outside the tent.

It was quite a lot of people.

The entrance to the tent was wide open. The cloth used for the entrance is rolled up and tied on top.

The moans made me suffer.

The idea that the people I made are lying there moaning.

‘Did I ever be this weak?’

As I entered the tent, I immediately thought of that.

It was strange that I, who had said I would do anything to protect myself from Ahar, and who was okay with the academy students, suddenly felt these thoughts and feelings.

I can only guess that this may be the aftermath of the smoke.

Shaking his head to shake off his thoughts, he inspected the inside of the tent.

As expected, the inside was miserable.

It was full of patients with amputated arms and wounds the size of a span.

It was clear that it was a miserable environment.

But for some reason, when I look at them, why do I feel like their wounds are not a big deal?

“Yai-san, tie it up gently!”

“It hurts! Then, if I fall behind, will you take responsibility?”

“Hey! you should have seen it! How fantastic the swordsmanship was at that time!”

“I would have liked it a little. that smile. ah… It’s a big deal. I heard that there is no love more dangerous than that of the same sex.”

Maybe the reason lies in their conversation.

It wasn’t the patient’s tone at all.

Their extremely mischievous tone made me wonder if this was an infirmary where wounded soldiers were gathered.

The knight whose arm had been cut off was applying a potion by attaching his severed arm to the section he had been cut off, and the ranger, whose skin was cracked and even the bones were exposed, showed his bones to others and said strangely, “Aren’t his bones really beautiful?” there was.

Is that a patient or a comedian?

“That… What is it?”

“That’s what you said. no need to blame They don’t care about that at all.”

“ah… .”

Count Warrug shook his head.

Even he, who often came down to the South, couldn’t accept that sight easily.

“uh? Aren’t you Sir Raymond?”

“what? really!”

“Ohhhhh! Sir Raymond! How did you get here!”

The sight of him waking up bleeding profusely was even grotesque.

I wondered if it wasn’t that I couldn’t even feel pain, but I don’t think so.

“aaagh! P, P P P P P!”

“I die! I’m dying!”

They wake up and roll around saying that they are sick.

As I was just looking at them, wondering what the situation was, they scratched the back of their heads with embarrassing faces.

“Oh, by the way, yesterday was amazing!”

“I have never seen such fantastic swordsmanship! Can I ask you another favor next time?”

“nice… Realizing right after sparring, I envy you!”

Even though they were hurt by me, they didn’t care at all, just like Earl Warrug said.

On the contrary, he burned his desire to win, saying that he would not lose next time.

“First of all, do you say everything is better?”

As I stared blankly at them, Earl Warrug yelled at them and took me outside.

Then he shrugged his shoulders and said, “I’m not the right fit for you.”

And why did they not accept the work in Dalian very much?

“Do you know how many battles are fought in the South?”

“no. I don’t know exactly.”

“I don’t know either.”

what. Did you ask me a question without knowing?

Looking at him with frowns, he smiled and said,

“I don’t know at all. It’s just that I don’t know because it’s jagged. Well, on average, there are more than 10 battles a day in the South.”

“Ten times… .”

Isn’t that a lot?

If you add up the small things, the center is rather… .

“From the look on your face, I think I know what you’re thinking. Don’t you think it’s not that much now?”

He nodded.

“When I said that, I was talking about a battle that takes place on a large scale. Whether it is a battle between monsters and barbarians, between barbarians and barbarians, or against us, a battle in which at least a hundred people participate.”

“uh… .”

“If you add up the little things, there are countless numbers. Kairos alone fights for life hundreds of times a day. Although there are so many tribesmen in the first place. Even taking that into consideration, it’s a lot.”

“okay.”

“The South is such a place. What about the knights and rangers who have to block and protect the South in a place like this? The guys here are good at fighting. Arms cut off, bones broken? They don’t really care if they don’t die. As long as I’m alive, I can call the Archmage or the High Priest to recover.”

“ah… .”

“Rather, they will be thanking you. I’ve been a bit careless since the battles have decreased recently. It’s indolent. Then, in an instant, thanks to this incident, there was a sense of alertness.”

“But your arm wasn’t cut off.”

“Did you hear what I said? Those guys don’t care about that. You saw it earlier. Rather, it’s that you’re cool. Losing an arm is a common occurrence when fighting savages anyway. Since this incident has raised awareness, the survival rate has also risen. It could save your life, so thank you.”

“It is difficult.”

“Just keep it simple. Whatever you do, I don’t care here. As long as you don’t betray me.”

“Don’t worry, I’m not going to betray you,” he said with a smile.

At his words, I could barely smile.

Hearing that it’s okay, his rumbling stomach settles.

My dizzy head felt a little refreshed.

“Sir Raymond!”

At that time, I saw Lanos running in a hurry from afar.

“Why is that?”

“Are you okay? Where are you sick?”

he scans me all over

It’s a face that doesn’t care about yesterday’s work at all.

“What are you doing?”

I asked him as he looked at me anxiously.

What did you come for?

Then he scratched his head shyly and said.

“Oh, let’s go hunting.”