Chapter 354 – It Wasn’t a Dream.

Kill the sixth wanderer, a necromancer belonging to the Golden Dawn.

From the moment I held the necromantic stone with special power in my hands. Her head was rolling and rolling, which wasn’t good at all.

I started planning my work by considering the number of cases I could draw in my own way.

When I started planning, it wasn’t easy from the first step.

This means that there were things that felt like obstacles to proceeding in a reckless manner, assuming that Rike would be happy.

Would it be better to first inform Rike of the existence of the necromantic stone and use it?

Is the ideal way to face the mother you met in your dreams knowing in advance that she is not an illusion?

At first, I never expected to worry about this problem.

Naturally, she thought there was no need to hide it.

However, the longer I carefully thought about it, the narrower my perspective widened, albeit slightly.

As she remembered Rike’s personality, her plans changed.

‘After all, it’s ideal to meet without knowing.’

Prepare and face it. Just in case, I imagined it based on that assumption.

If Ricke could meet her mother, how would she act?

Pretending to be solemn, pretending to be all grown up, pretending that there are no problems with being alone.

Isn’t it obvious to her just by looking at how Rike will act?

It was expected that she would thoroughly prepare what she had to say to her mother so as not to worry her about her future.

‘That’s not true either.’

How to show Rike’s true inner self and share her honest moments? It would be nice if the feelings for father and mother reached extreme polar opposites.

It broke her heart that she was planning to hide it, but that was her decision.

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Until just before the necromantic stone shattered.

I was able to watch Rike and Juana Bright projected inside the jewel.

A mother and daughter who cannot feel a single drop of Enoch Skadi’s blood.

Juana Bright’s appearance was literally that of a mature Rike herself.

The difference is that she has no scars on her face and her hair is long enough to reach her waist.

And today’s protagonist in my arms.

The sight of Rike as a child, with all her arms and legs, was so fatal to Roman.

‘When you have children…’

Do such lovely creatures exist in this world?

She watched her mother and daughter display with the corners of her mouth rising happily.

– I am also the happiest in the world because I am my mother’s daughter…

The image of Rike crying and releasing the emotions that were tangled up inside.

‘It looks good.’

It was fortunate.

Although I had the slightest worry about what might happen, I think my decision to trust the good mother and daughter and plan a surprise was not wrong.

Damn it-!

After completing the role and placing the cracked gem in the inventory.

I waited for Ricke to wake up.

About 5 minutes like that.

“Ugh…”

The girl with clear tear marks opened her eyes.

Stiff eyes and blurred vision.

Still, she was sure who the figure guarding her side in her dark room was.

With her relief, Rieke closed her uncomfortable eyes again and waved her hand in search of Roman.

“···Brother.”

“Here it is.”

Roman, who had been quietly observing the situation, held Rike’s hand and only then spoke.

“How are you feeling? You’ve had treatment, but is there any discomfort?”

“Yeah. I’m just a little tired…”

Roman’s voice is relieved and thankful. Rike raised the corners of her mouth as happiness filled her heart.

“Brother.”

“Huh?”

“Can you remember what I’m going to say from now on? I’m afraid I’ll forget.”

Even if you remember the conversation so vividly, word for word, wouldn’t it be volatilized in your head at any moment due to the nature of a dream?

That was unbearably unsettling, so Rieke wanted to remind Roman of her situation by telling him about it.

Rike chews his lip with a complicated expression.

Roman took the player away first and told him the truth.

“Don’t worry, I already remember. I was so surprised that my mother and Rike looked exactly alike… I won’t forget even if you strangle me and tell me to forget.”

“?!”

A sentence that softly entered my ears in a low voice.

The girl opened her closed eyes and raised her upper body from the bed.

“I wonder if you would allow me to call you my mother-in-law now, not my mother.”

“Did I talk in my sleep?”

Ricke grabbed Roman by the collar, his chin shaking.

Roman is talking as if he saw everything, so even if Rikke himself was unaware of the drooling, it is not really understandable.

It was a question that came out of nowhere because I didn’t know what to ask.

It was a question to hear if there was a different answer.

“Where should I start explaining this to Ricke?”

“···.”

The girl’s throat moved with a ‘gulp’ sound as she waited for an answer.

‘No way. No way. No way. No way···?’

Even though I thought it was a dream, I felt a sense of liberation, like a cool breeze blowing through my heart.

What if you can be sure that this is truly a conversation you had with your mother?

I have no idea what kind of attitude I will have in the future.

“After all, if you’re going to explain it, it would be good to have this. Rike, you might be able to read something in her eyes.”

Roman put his hand in the air. She showed a cracked piece of jewelry that she had put in one piece because it was a nuisance.

“What’s this?”

Ricke took the shattered jewel and held it.

It was so unfamiliar to her that she had a snowball fight with the broken chunks to figure it out.

“Rike, have you ever heard of the magic called necromancy?”

She gently strokes the girl’s head and goes through them one by one.

She began explaining slowly so as not to miss anything.

First of all, I would like to apologize for arbitrarily planning and executing the plan without prior notice.

She explained in detail why she did not speak out first.

Rike, who had been staring blankly at Roman’s lips, finished her explanation.

At the same time she began to shed tears again.

Inside a room in a mansion that no one can invade.

For a long time, the only sound that could be heard was the sobbing of a girl who had been liberated from a hellish nightmare.

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Figures from the church were busily moving around the mansion.

Now that the saint and Majella were there, everyone was making fun of her feet without even having time to catch their breath.

“···The situation is more serious than what was written in the letter. It’s not like there was an attack or an increase in the number of bodies during that time, right?”

Atra rechecked the letter she had quickly scanned in the capital.

As I walked, I quickly wrote down the corrections with a pen.

“Priest Ruart seems to have been so urgent that he quickly filled out only the big things. He says nothing special happened until we arrived.”

“It’s a pain in the ass. I wonder if it has something to do with the recent ugly situation…”

The time Atra waited for Roman and Rike was not meaningless.

She survived and heard the eyewitness accounts of the workers trembling outside her mansion.

She checked one by one to see if the body contained any unclean mana or any traces of it.

“The same goes for the sacrificial boxes owned by warlocks. If you look at the condition of the knights, the standard is not low at all.”

“Hmm…”

Of course, it takes time due to the size of the mansion.

It was not easy to be sure of the number of people because there were many bodies missing or with excessive damage.

Even the well-established saint and Majella would have their eyes watering when they saw this.

Suk- Suk-

Atra raised her head as she finished writing down the correction with a stroke of her pen.

“Now I have to check on the Marquis again.”

“All right.”

The two walked back to the office where the door had disappeared.

A large body with its head blown off.

The black liquid that continued from the cut surface had hardened and was giving off a stinging odor.

The feeling of stopping in the middle of evolution. This was something that could hardly be called a human being or even a demon.

It could be said that it was a creature without an established word, but coincidentally, the two people were not completely devoid of information.

“How does Majella look?”

“It’s similar as expected. No, it feels completely the same.”

Without the saint or Majella, it might have been a complete maze for the cult of the territory to solve.

The moment they saw the corpse with its head gone, they both immediately remembered a human being.

‘Leo Floyd!’

Son of Cedric Floyd, 4th Knight of the Empire.

Although the momentum was not as strong as that of the devil back then, this heterogeneous turbidity was like twins born from the same boat.

“Saint. There is something that bothers me.”

“Yes. Please tell me.”

“If we look at actual skills, wouldn’t it be difficult to say that Leo Floyd is better than the Marquis of Skadi?”

Atra, who understood Majella’s doubts, expressed his opinion.

“In the end, this is also an uncertain hypothesis… But if it harmed living things and grew over time, a demon that was the same or stronger than that time might have been born. Maybe it would have become something other than a demon.”

Even if it is a hypothesis that is not a clear answer, this is the best we can do for now.

Other than that, nothing else came to mind.

Did I miss something?

Majella took a step next to Atra, who was struggling, and bent down to whisper.

“Saint… I have come.”

Let’s follow Majella’s gaze and turn her head.

I saw Roman and Ricke hugging him with one arm around him.

The two approached slowly.

Roman bowed his head first.

“I should have explained it to you right away, but I’m sorry for leaving you. I should say thank you to the saint who healed me.”

“Thank you!”

It was different from the alluring smile seen in the past.

Atra, seeing Rike with a flawless bright smile, opened her eyes wide, unable to hide her emotions.

The light the girl gave off looked like a child who had a happy day.

“Oh, no. The treatment was perfect before I came, so I didn’t actually do anything.”

These are not empty words; nothing significant has actually been done.

When the saint arrived, the treatment had already been completed. There were empty bottles of valuable potions lying around on the floor.

What she did was to cheer her up a little.

‘···What happened?’

Rike’s eyes looking at Roman.

It was a profile reminiscent of a faithful religious person praying to the goddess.

I guess I’m intoxicated somewhere. I felt like something had changed compared to the past.

Mate!

In a somewhat chaotic atmosphere, Roman attracted attention with applause.

“Now let me get straight to the point.”