Chapter 81 – The Way Back -1-

This criterion cannot be said to be definitive, nor can it be said to be unconditional.

Not everything on such a subject either. But the reason people talk about it as if it’s true is because there are things that cannot be hidden.

It is often said that the visible actions are the footprints and mirrors that show the life we ​​have lived.

There are various types of human beings, but how is the daily life of those who risk their lives, such as knights, mercenaries, and adventurers, different from those of ordinary citizens?

They talk about past experiences and cling to the present pretending not to.

Anxiety about tomorrow, when your existence may disappear. The more distant the future, the more hazy the fog is.

It is difficult to envision a bright and peaceful future.

That’s why they all talk about their bigger dreams as if they can’t lose, bragging about whose goal is bloated.

To be able to see through the future, like a hazy fog where you can’t be sure if your life will still be there.

It is clear that your future exists.

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Cutler Dewar was completely defeated by Roman without any excuses.

Fuhuaak-!

Blood gushed from the cracked body along the pure white flames.

Blood splashes on the mask and the dismembered body collapses.

‘Roman…’

Widely!

I came down from the tree that was in charge of landscaping the mansion and walked carefully step by step toward him.

As a knight, what did I feel when I saw him as an adventurer?

Platinum Adventurer. It was the first time to intuit Roman’s battle.

He had the ability to achieve the records he had been reported on, and he understood why the imperial family was watching him.

How can they be so strong and how many have they left behind?

What is the bizarre mask that suddenly appeared, even if there are a mountain of questions I want to ask.

It is unwritten not to ask for him.

“Roman…?”

Anger-!

The mask and sword disappeared like a mirage, and their eyes turned to me.

Smile with your usual innocent smile.

“Let’s go back.”

It was amazing how I felt at peace.

He pressed the corners of his mouth upward, thinking that it would not be the end until he returned to the capital.

“No. Healing the wounds comes first. There is a church in Limno too, so let’s go there.”

“Okay~ I have the potion, but until the church… I need to buy some clothes when I go back. I think you’ll be worried because there are too many knife marks.”

He took out two bottles of red liquid from his leather pocket, drank one and sprayed the other on himself as if taking a shower.

Dump-!

Roman, who was spraying the potion, stumbled and sat down. My heart sank as I watched his model his collapse.

“Oh, are you okay?!”

“Ah – I used too much mana. My head is spinning.

Although Eclair does not understand what a shape is. From the explosive use of Aura that he does not assume a long-term battle to the skill.

He continued to sprint in a short time, so it was strange that he didn’t get tired.

It wasn’t a problem caused by an injury, it was reassuring.

“…I sent a signal earlier. When the informants come to clean up soon, they will have something to replenish their energy.”

Roman, who brushed his hair messed up with blood and potion, forced himself to stand up from his seat.

“I’m tired of complicating things. Let’s just go. We don’t need to be here, right?”

“Yes… You can do the report separately. I’ll help you.”

As I approached to help, Roman took a step back with an awkward step.

“Yaya- I have blood on my clothes. I can walk alone.”

I grabbed Roman’s arm his, who said something that was not even funny in this situation.

“Don’t fall over and come here.

As if he had no intention of resisting, he pulled lightly, and Roman’s giant was dragged.

Although the height difference was significant, there was a physical ability that exceeded that, so I lifted Roman halfway and left the seat.

I unexpectedly ran into informants coming from the other side, but luckily it turned out.

We have been given the location of the prepared wagon without having to return to Limno’s quarters.

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We have to return to the manor with the gate once again. I got into a wagon driven by a different coachman than last time.

There was no big difference in horse handling skills, so Roman didn’t seem to be dissatisfied.

The desire to somehow express gratitude to Roman, who was staring blankly outside, wriggled.

He’s unique in every way, but he’s not a maniac mad about slaughter and duels.

It’s not like I’m the type of person who voluntarily seeks out the strong and challenges them to fight.

Brilliant lights receding from outside. Looking at Limno, Eclair brought out his words in a small voice.

“…Now Rimno is over.”

“I don’t think I’ll be coming back. I don’t like that neighborhood.”

“I agree. I think the noise still hurts my ears.”

Even as he laughed to see if he heard and understood what he was saying, Roman was still looking out his window.

I now know that direct speech works better for him than circling around with clumsy speech.

“… Roman.”

“Why Kitty?”

At most, a person was serious about setting the mood… The eyes were strained.

“Can I stop using that name?”

“What to do? It seems to be attached to the mouth.”

The atmosphere that I was trying to catch melted and flowed down with a giggling and clever attitude.

“Ha-I have to tell you so you can hear it with the back of your ear…”

“Signs or signs that only friends know – if you keep these, they’ll come in handy? I’ll be careful in front of others.”

“···Do whatever you want.”

“So why did you call me?”

Looking at Roman, who was ready to listen, Eclair stopped his fidgeting fingers.

“Even if it was done in the form of a request. I want to thank you for the punishment of Cutler Duer.”

“Gratitude is… That kind of promise, and that’s what it is. It’s an action I made because I have something to gain from.”

“Even so, there was no need to go first against an unknown opponent.

When he opened his eyes outside the window after hearing the story, Roman’s eyes turned to Eclair.

“Eclair.”

His name his he has n’t called in a long time and his serious Roman voice his.
Unconsciously, power went into the whole body.

“What, what?”

“A friend of mine who was an adventurer once told me this. The most strange thing is not knowing that you are strange. Can you understand?”

“I don’t know…”

It was an ambiguous comment to answer without knowing the situation.

“It won’t be fun, but… I think it’ll be more enjoyable than silence with your mouth closed. Can I talk to you?”

I crossed my arms and nodded. To be honest, I was excited to see what he would say.

Roman was an adventurer, but there were parts of him like a scholar who had only read books his entire life. There were times when I felt like a sentimental novelist.

Roman, who was caressing the scar on his chin out of habit, opened his mouth.

“-When I came to the capital and became an adventurer when I was young, I wanted to live harder than anyone else.

“…”

“I wonder if it was a feeling similar to rebelliousness. I received a request that I might die for real without any doubt or thought… In the end, that rebellion and stubbornness bore fruit and was made into something like platinum. To be Honest, I didn’t think anything of it.”

“Why?”

“I thought what I wanted was an idyllic peace that always made me yawn. The job of an adventurer is fun even when it’s difficult, and the people around me are pleasant… But I can’t continue until I die. The power I have is also a means to that goal. This If the continent doesn’t have anything, you can’t even draw lyrical peace.”

“…That’s right.”

Even now, sitting in the wagon, farmhouses and nameless villages would be plundered and trampled by thieves and bad mercenaries.

If you think about it a little, Roman’s dream of living a quiet and simple life is not solved under ordinary conditions.

Are there people who actually live like that? I don’t even know that.

If you have abilities or material things, the wicked people around you who smell it boil like maggots. If you don’t have it, you get it.

That is the state of the present empire without a middle ground.

“I also thought about the right time to quit being an adventurer. But, well… You know, not yet.”

“It’s not a job to do for the rest of your life. Neither a knight nor an adventurer.”

“Right. And I’ve been feeling it lately.”

“What?”

He handed me the chocolate with a small smile and accepted it.

“It’s strange that you don’t know what’s strange… It’s just that I’ve been feeling strange lately.”

I raised the corner of my mouth as I opened the package of chocolate.

As expected, his story was unexpected and exciting.

“Roman. To say it without malice… Even to me, you’re unusual. To be honest, you’re not ordinary. That’s why I’m curious, where did that person feel something strange?”

“Didn’t I say that there was no reason for me to go first against an opponent with unknown skills?”

“Yes.”

Sweeping his dark hair, he muttered as he turned his gaze into the air.

“Strange? Yes… It felt strange. I couldn’t just leave it alone.”

“I couldn’t bear to see the evil deeds of Cutlass in Limno. Is this what you mean?”

Before Roman headed to the mansion, he destroyed two branches, so he might have seen such evil with his own two eyes.

But if that wasn’t the reason, Roman shook his head.

“No. I don’t have such great goodwill.”

Waiting quietly for an answer, Roman lowered his gaze and met his eyes.

“Whether either of us stepped in, the old man was dead. That’s for sure, but he did n’t want to hand over such an old viper to his friend his.”

“Why?”

“Not at all. He didn’t want to see his friend and his get hurt that much.”