Is It Bad That the Main Character’s a Roleplayer?

Episode 338: With These Hands (2)

Is it really a coincidence that Oman appears at this timing? Is it really a coincidence that a demon so powerful that anger warns him appears at this time?

I tapped my fingers, remembering the anger I felt in prison.

Is it just that Arrogance went out because there are only a few great devils left, or is it a campaign based on some kind of painting? My inner self was stained with all kinds of doubts and distrust.

“Arrogance….”

No, no. In fact, suspicion and distrust are not as important issues as you might think. If it’s a coincidence, all you have to do is adapt and deal with it. If it’s someone’s plan, you can admire its secretiveness and prepare a countermeasure.

─Has the Apostle of Arrogance moved…?

However, there are three reasons why there is a sensitive reaction to the appearance of Oman, and they overlap.

For example, it is a dangerous entity that anger warns of. I am considering taking a step back from the battlefield, and if I leave, the burden will be on the Inquisitor. The intersection of those three situations is the center of my deep irritation and anxiety.

─Are you sure about that? Although the Apostle of Arrogance is stronger than the average Apostle, it is not enough to cause an incident like this…

—Well, even though there was testimony that a pentagram with a feather engraved on it was seen on the altar they were building in the center of the city?

At that point, I wanted to leave this place.

I feel like if I continue to stay here, the scale of the damage will only continue and boring tableaux will continue, but should I still hold on to this position until the end? Wouldn’t it be more efficient later to ask Soseongju or anyone else to summarize and organize only the important things?

If you were to ask me for help anyway, I would have no choice but to explain what happened.

─This is the conclusion reached by wizards after collecting the testimonies of survivors. Even though unconditional trust is difficult, I think it is worth considering.

After some reasonable self-rationalization, I turned around. If you really ask me if I left just for efficiency, that would not be the case, but it was clear that I was running away for my own sake.

“….”

I placed my hand on the door while receiving the gaze of the person who was exquisitely hiding behind the bulk of the Inquisitor and the Archmage. Seeing the sign of movement, So Seong-ju turned his head for a moment and looked at me, but did not stop me from leaving.

Squeak.

The emotions that had been suffocating just by one door let me go. It was a moment of freedom.

“kyung? “What are you doing here?”

However, the problem was that even if I gained freedom, I had nowhere to go. But when I went into my room, I realized that I had been cooped up in it for the past few days.

It’s been a while since I’ve been outside, and I wanted to get some fresh air. Even if there is nothing to do, still.

“I thought you might have participated in the meeting, but…”

“You came out.”

“I see. Well, it’s not a story you necessarily need to hear.”

Of course, just wandering around in a daze wasn’t for me, so I went to see Daniel, someone I had a connection with. Even though we resolved the bad relationship, it was still not a comfortable relationship, so there was some awkwardness… but it was something we had to deal with.

There was a moment of silence between me and him.

“What are you doing?”

“Ah… we are organizing the body and remains.”

Not even a week has passed since the incident occurred. The bodies were burned and buried to prevent the spread of the plague, but it was impossible to completely deal with the deaths that occurred in the meantime.

In other words, the bodies being sorted out now belong to those people. Pak pak pak. Burning the bodies on one side and digging land to bury the remains continued on the other.

“…I want to help, is that okay?”

I handled the Ratel, which was divided into two pieces and hung in the form of a two-handed sword and the other a one-handed sword. I know that it was made from the ribs of anger, but the habit of fiddling with the sword was greater than the disgust it caused, so I couldn’t help it.

I was now a person who was more accustomed to having weapons tied to various parts of my body than to moments without them.

“Um… are you okay?”

Oh, I remembered it because it was a one-handed sword, but I haven’t returned the amber sword yet.

I kept thinking that I had to give it back, but whenever I met Lord Soseong, I thought of the sword that had forgotten its existence. I really have to give it back this time. An unpredictable promise was made once again.

“There’s no reason it shouldn’t be okay.”

“You should rest a little more….”

“I rested for five days. Resting any longer than this would be remiss.”

However, when it comes to weapons, there is one thing that comes to mind.

“Berserker… Berserk?”

Berserk should also be given an apology and a new weapon. I felt sorry that I had just remembered it, but also felt a little puzzled. It is puzzling that Berserk, which was not seen at the meeting, is not seen here either.

“Is she not there?”

Although Berserk is a free-spirited person, he is not a person with no sense of morals to the point of nitpicking over such a tragedy. He may skip meetings and other events because they are boring, but he is not the kind of person who would back down from something that requires such effort.

However, she is not visible from here. Why is that?

“You said it was Berserk….”

“Did you go to another recovery site?”

“Well… no. He is not in this city.”

“…?”

My doubts were soon resolved. Berserk left the party. It was a clear statement explaining her absence.

“I see…”

She’s not in this city. Work got a little annoying. If this happens, it becomes difficult to apologize and make amends.

“Why are you looking for him?”

“I have something I need to return.”

I’ll have to think about this more this evening. Instead of being buried in unexpected variables, I held the ratel properly.

“Anyway, can I help you dig up the ground?”

“…We are just grateful.”

“okay.”

A flame of anger can burn a corpse without a trace or smoke, but it cannot be done carelessly because the demonic energy will vibrate. People would also feel uncomfortable if they were burned by demonic flames.

So I decided to help by digging the ground. Thanks to the Ratel, which can be freely modified, there was no need to bring a separate shovel.

“How amazing. Does anything change?”

“okay.”

“It must be comfortable.”

“It’s comfortable.”

I dug the ground by hand using a ratel that had changed into the shape of a shovel. If you wanted, you could push the ground all at once, but you didn’t have to. There is a possibility that the priests may be provoked in the process, and that act goes a long way toward going against the purpose of my coming here in the first place.

After all, I came here to spend time outside, so if you just throw everything away with Ratel, what am I supposed to do after that?

Moreover, there was nothing in the world better than simple labor to pass the time without thinking. This was the reason why we had no choice but to choose inefficiency over efficiency.

“You’re selling it very quickly. Have you ever tried this before?”

“….”

Well, even such irrational behavior didn’t last long.

“Please at least drink some water.”

“Ah, thank you brother.”

How many places were dug to bury the remains? A young priest often came by and handed out water.

“…Would you like to eat it?”

I thought he might have given it to me in passing or through Daniel, but surprisingly, he gave it to me directly. “thanks.” I accepted the young priest’s kindness.

Sigh.

I took down the neck warmer covering my mouth and put the wooden glass to my lips. The gaze of the priest who was wriggling in front of me landed on the tip of his nose, but it didn’t bother me too much. Even when the neck warmer went down, the hood covering the eyes and head remained.

“…Aren’t you uncomfortable?”

In the end, the young priest passed away without any results, and Daniel, who had noticed the priest’s gaze, cautiously asked: It was clear that he was concerned that I was covering my face.

“I remember you didn’t use it before… Did something happen for some reason?”

But there isn’t really anything worth saying here. The reason I wear my hood down is actually nothing more or less than an act of saving face.

Also, how many soldiers saw me with brown hair (wig) when I first entered this city? How many people witnessed the brown color of their tusks in the early days of fighting on the castle walls?

Of course, as the battle progressed, the wig had to be taken off. However, in order to see the process, you had to keep an eye on me even in that urgent situation. I don’t think anyone would have been able to do that given the conditions at the time. That means that part is safe.

“kyung?”

However, if you show it now that you have half-haired hair, how can people who remember the past (brown hair) not have any doubts?

Also, if the doubts swell and swell, the story is bound to come out eventually. Why did my hair color change? Please explain.

“…that.”

But how do you explain that? How can I tell you that I went around in disguise! The moment you say that, there will definitely be someone out there tracking down your disguise. How do you explain that completely different personality at that time…!

“…Don’t I have a record of running away from Bemurchen?”

With the excuse of regaining my memories, I was able to portray a slightly softer personality than before.

However, if you turn this around, it means that only this level of change can convince people, even if you use these excuses.

If his actions while disguised become known, he will definitely be questioned. What is it? What is it really?

“Those who know the details of the situation are convinced, but those who do not know will view me with suspicion. It was just covered up to prevent that. Even if the identity will be revealed someday… it will be better than causing a stir right now.”

Meister, even though he noticed, I didn’t ask too much and buried him, but if he actually saw my disguised personality in person, he would have never ignored it, right?

So you have to hide it. It has to be hidden. If you don’t, I’m sure I’ll…

“Ah… I’m sorry. “I don’t even know that.”

In that respect, Soseongju and his knights, who both witnessed in person, are the most problematic… but since Soseongju said that he did a good job, I decided to trust his words for now.

If they were going to tell the group the truth anyway, there was no way I could prevent that.

“…Actually, I was wondering if you were aware of the rumors going around among the soldiers.”

“…rumor?”

“There was a knight in this city who disappeared a few years ago, and the story was secretly going around among the soldiers that he was that knight.”

Meanwhile, Daniel shyly brought up a story. My heart was pricked a lot because there were predictable characters in the story as ‘a knight who disappeared a few years ago’, but Daniel didn’t notice.

The reason he doesn’t know Faust’s origins is probably quite large. When Faust talked about his past, he did not mention that he was from this city or that he was a famous knight… the child of the embers.

“…I don’t know why such a story is going around.”

Separately, why is such a story going around? Did the psychology of blindly hoping for a hero in the face of crisis lead to such an illusion?

“I didn’t hear it properly either, but they all talked about a sword engulfed in flames.”

“flame…?”

“yes.”

“…The power of anger is similar to flame. So I guess I was mistaken.”

“Maybe so.”

While I was curious, Daniel smiled, grabbed the round handle of the shovel, and sunk it into the ground. The shovel, which had dug 2 to 3 centimeters into the cracked ground, stood tilted. If Daniel hadn’t kept his hand on the round handle, he would have fallen.

“Anyway… since the knight’s hair is brown, I thought he was wearing a hood on purpose so as not to disturb the soldiers’ expectations. I don’t know if you know this, but isn’t a hero you know better for boosting morale than a hero you don’t know?”

“…I never specifically aimed for that.”

Was he reflexively appalled by the talk about hair color? Daniel’s next words made me think, ‘Oh my god?’ I was hoping that if the soldiers were mistaking me for the knight, the sighting of the brown hair would also be dismissed as just their wishful thinking.

“There is actually a story about seeing a man with brown hair entering the battlefield…” The

longer Daniel continued, the more realistic his wish became.

“But it would still be an illusion. When a knight goes missing, it is usually because he was murdered, unless he committed betrayal… It is impossible for a dead person to return.”

“…yes.”

“Maybe I misunderstood the situation due to the urgency of the situation. People tend to focus on more obvious features than hair color, right? “It’s enough to make you question Flame’s black hair color.”

“know. “Not only is human memory easily polluted, but the distortion of memories is also influenced by the wishes and prejudices of the person concerned.”

“Do you know that too…?”

“I’m more surprised that you know that fact.”

“When chasing criminals, there are many cases where the witnesses’ memories and the criminal’s appearance are different.”

Maybe my disguise will be buried. Even if people who know the existing Demon Knights hear brown hair, the probability that they will mistake them for soldiers has increased significantly.

It was a huge benefit.

“Oh, that’s right.”

“…?”

“Perhaps… um. no.”

“If you have something to say, say it.”

“I thought it might be rude.”

Just as I was feeling somewhat good about my unexpected luck, Daniel suddenly showed hesitation.

“do it.”

I was worried about what the question was, but I was more curious than that. Daniel raised his eyebrows at my forceful tone.

“Do you… know Lord Xiaoseong?”

“…This is another unexpected question.”

Don’t be rude, but I don’t know how I knew about this.

Or is it something that can be guessed as to what Soseongju showed me? Even though he was a benefactor of the city, he was treated a little too much.

“Why did you think that?”

In any case, this is a topic that will not cause any special problems if it is discovered. I asked a question back with a bit of positivity. Daniel’s eyes blinked twice.

“That’s… After the drinking party ended, Meister said it was strange that permission was given so easily.”

Did it happen there after all? It was a sufficiently understandable reason. The fact that the speaker was a meister also contributed to the acceptance. A man who often hung out with high-ranking people under the title of great general was an easily recognizable target.

“You don’t know me.”

“Ah… I understand.”

“The question is, is that all?”

“Well… there is one more.”

Meanwhile, one more question?

“What.”

After thinking about it for a while, I decided to accept it as well. It was a moment of relief that the disguise-related issue might be resolved smoothly.

“Are you… are you going to stay here?”

But isn’t this too sensitive a question? From Daniel’s perspective, the question you just asked and this question may seem the same…!