Chapter 281 – Tough Guys (3)

[Marina. What would you do? If I told you that everyone should kill the fruit of your love, what would you do?]

I came into Peta Marina’s house. In the middle of the tidy furniture was a letter crumpled in disparate ways. It was a letter thrown very suspiciously in the middle of the yard, as if hoping that someone would come this way and look at it. The first sentence of the letter was someone talking to Marina. As soon as I read this sentence, I could guess that the owner of this letter was Peta Sirius.

[As a priest of the Archangel Church, I couldn’t possibly kill my son. Even if it is justified to be wary of ‘might hurt others’, it is not the right thing to say to kill someone. So Marina. I decided to write Maygar’s oath to my son. I don’t know if you say this

What is Meigar’s oath? You might ask yourself. But I can’t tell you what this is. All you need to know is one word: Meigar’s Oath. I’m going to write Maygar’s Vow on my son.

Marina. Now I am writing this letter to myself in a carriage to Ashildern. You were my faithful servant Please understand that I can’t tell you the details. If you know the whole story of this case, you might be disappointed in me. I might say this. How is this different from killing? How could you do this to one human being?

But Marina. Trust me. You may laugh at this as hypocrisy, but I just couldn’t kill my son. So, Marina, I want to ask you a little heavy and difficult request.

Marina. Will she be able to be the mother of this child? She’s not asking me to take care of this kid. She’s not even saying that she has to date this kid. Will she be able to earn the respect of the people of Ahildern as the nominal mother of this child? And someday, will you be able to greet my son, Lucius, who has come to visit you?

This child’s mother is already dead. She died at the hands of my fellow warriors. So, if Lucius misses his mother’s arms, hug him tightly. And. If this child who was raised as a priest of the Great Heavenly Church is very ferocious and evil, please put an end to her with your own hands.

For me, could you please do that? I hope you can erase the traces of hypocrisy I left behind on my son with your own hands. Don’t forget If this child ever puts the words ‘Meigar’s Oath’ on her lips, or does anything evil, she must be killed. I’m sorry I feel like I’m entrusting you with a heavy burden. You have always shown me only loyalty, because I can only make you do this.

But Marina. What would you do? If I told you that everyone must kill the fruit of your love, what would you do? Even at this moment, Achildern is getting closer and closer, and my son Lucius is playing with the neck of a mountain bird. Marina. Don’t wait for a reply Please decline if you don’t like it. Request.]

I read the letter again and stuffed it into my bosom. Looking at the story, it seemed that a rough estimate was caught. As a child, Lucius was a very evil human being. It was so evil that everyone around it was convinced that this bastard was going to kill people when he grew up.

And this child’s mother died at the hands of the former hero, and Peta Sirius was convinced that Lucius would surely become an evil existence if it were not for Mayga’s oath. In addition, Meigar’s oath was not enough, so he prepared a plan to kill Lucius in case the brainwashing was released.

“What? Fuck. Who the hell is my birth mother?”

First of all, he wasn’t human. Looking at it this far, he it was clearly not human. He was killed by a hero, and since Sirius was also convinced that it had to be Meigar’s oath, it was probably a demon, but I couldn’t figure out what kind of demon it was.

“Fuck.”

When you know the truth, it’s a fucking law. Hiding my embarrassment, I took another look at myself in the mirror in the house. In the mirror, I was a half-elf. White skin and a handsome face. Red eyes and pointed ears. Is my mother a demon that resembles a human? And while Sirius was a priest, he fell in love with the devil and even gave birth to a child?

“I look like my father.”

I clicked my tongue and left the house again. There was nothing more to do in the uninhabited hut. In case there were any other clues, I dug around the house and even the cross on Sirius’ grave, but there were no more clues left. I didn’t like the smell of sulfur. An unpleasant smell of rotten eggs stuck in my nose and squeezed through my brain.

I suppressed my uneasy feeling and headed back to the carriage. Stepping on the muddy ground, he hurried forward. A carriage was seen in the distance. I frowned and looked at it, and it was my carriage. A few people gathered around my carriage. I put it in a cave, but it seems that someone finally found it. Perhaps it hadn’t been long since I found it, people were groaning and touching my wagon or touching my magic stone.

“Look at this. This! It’s a magic stone! It’s a magic stone! We’re rich now! If you sell this to the magic tower…!”

“Fuck really.”

I cursed again and took out my mace. The people gathered in the carriage also checked my appearance and looked at each other with slightly embarrassed faces. They scythe the branches around them. He raised a pitchfork and pointed at me, shouting.

“Hey, go away! This, this wagon we found first!”

There was no room for negotiation. I took a big step and approached the man in front of me who was screaming. He froze at the sight of me who had suddenly rushed in. He grabbed his man by the collar with one hand and threw him backwards. Several men who were buzzing behind the body protruded like bullets got tangled up and rolled away. The man with the magic stone in his hand saw it and ran away in a hurry.

I picked up the scythe that had fallen on the floor, aimed at the head his, and threw it. The scythe rolled down and struck the man’s head, cutting it in half and flying forward. The man who stirred the air with his hand holding the magic stone collapsed on the floor and spurted out her blood her and died instantly.

The tangled men were complaining of pain. I hit each one of them with my mace on the head as they fell to the ground, then pulled the wagon back up the mountain. There was still a lot of charge remaining, so I had to sleep for about a day.

After pushing the wagon, I laid down on the floor and lay down next to the wagon. I was annoyed when bad things happened one after another. At the same time, I had this thought. Was I originally such a cruel person? It was a worry I had many times, but the answer didn’t come out, so the thought that I had given up crawled to the top of my head.

If my body is half devil, the change in my personality was also convincing. If I’m half-demon, then my mind becomes more and more evil under the influence of my body. I have come to understand my appearance so far. Even if he beats people to death, he doesn’t mind, and even if he fucks a woman, he just acts as if it’s natural. I understood everything.

There must have been room for compromise a little while ago. If I had revealed my identity to him and quietly commanded him, there was a high possibility that he would have lowered his weapon and fled. But instead of explaining, I killed them all. I killed people with no weapons, just because I was annoyed with them.

Why am I so violent Was I really a good person? My mind was complicated. Was I really a good person? In my memory, I was a good human being. To be precise, he was a human who had no time to be evil. Two hours of sleep per day. A harsh environment with daily hard work. The years of sleeping curled up in the caregiver’s bed every day with no space to stretch out and sleep.

And then I fell into the world of Yagem. How? How the hell did you know that this world was a game? I didn’t have time to play games? I slept for two hours a day and couldn’t even go home. In a corner of my life where I had no money or time, did I play a game?

I couldn’t remember. I definitely remember missing it, but I couldn’t remember even when I wrapped my head around it. I think that memory will be the link that connects my path and me until now, but I couldn’t remember it even thinking about cancer. I lay awake all night next to the carriage. I’m afraid that someone will come again. She watched the entrance to the cave, holding the mace tightly in her hand.

****

The next morning. As soon as the wagon was fully charged, he returned to the mansion. Robin, who left for work early in the morning, greeted me. He smiled lightly as he had not yet adapted to Aglio Festa’s carriage. I was greeted by his tired face.

“Nice to meet you. Robin. Long time no see.”

“Yes. Lord. Did you meet your mother well?”

“He already died. If she knew it would be like this, she would have met earlier.”

“Hey, be strong. Lord.”

Robin told me so with a sad expression. I asked Robin. Come to think of it, Robin was a person who served this family from the beginning.

“Robin. Robin, have you ever met my mother?”

“Sirius said he was not feeling well and he was resting in another area.”

“Okay.”

“Younglord. If you have any difficulties, I hope you can always tell me.”

I looked up and asked Robin.

“Robin. I suddenly… Don’t you feel like you’ve changed?”

“It has changed, what do you mean?”

“The idea that I became too evil, or that I became too evil. Have you ever tried it?”

“I never thought of that. Rather, I think I like the current appearance of the lord.”

“How are you now?”

“You look like you’re enjoying a sense of liberation.”

“It feels liberating…”

I licked my lips and shook my head.