I’m not going to die

44 – Before Death (4)

When I was thinking about the Elixir, I had one thought.

“But Reinhardt.”

“Tell me.”

“What if I don’t eat this?”

The swordsman lightly nodded.

“I won’t mind. But wouldn’t the hero feed it by force?”

Actually, there was no need to worry.

The hero, whose eyes were full of bloodshot eyes, looked like he was going to shove the elixir into my mouth by any means.

…Actually, knowing that this would happen, the swordsman pretended to give him a choice.

It was difficult in a different sense to choose between showing the hero the ugliness of having the elixir shoved into his mouth after meaningless resistance, or just drinking it.

What can I do?

You should drink it after all.

It was a waste to the point of shedding tears of blood, but otherwise the hero would forcefully feed it.

Even if they weren’t heroes, there were Fran and Raeli.

Will they really stand still, leaving behind the elixir that can save me?

pop-

When I opened the lid of the elixir, a clean scent came out.

Thinking about it again, a drop of this is like an elixir that could shatter a mansion.

I wonder if the swordsman who calmly gives such a noble thing is really great.

I thought about whether or not to drink it dozens of times.

…The case was different from the root of the star hanging around my neck.

The elixir is a one-time use, so I’d rather save it than eat it.

but.

you should drink

– Gulp, gulp.

I thought about saving the elixir while saying immortality, but it wouldn’t make any sense anyway.

There was never a single human who believed in that, but there was no way the hero and swordsman would believe it.

What kind of bullshit are you going to scold me?

No, the swordsman is a bit different, but his way of thinking is very peculiar.

It got better though.

As soon as I drank the elixir, my whole body’s energy was restored, and I could move my body easily.

I tried to get up from the bed, but the hero stopped me.

“I am not fully recovered yet. Please rest before the effect of the medicine is fully applied.”

“…i get it.”

The more I looked at the warrior, the more anxious I became.

no way… . you too?

If even the hero had such excessive feelings towards me like Fran or Bessia.

It was a bit difficult to handle.

In addition, since I have the goal of lowering the hero’s power as much as possible, a conflict with the hero will inevitably occur.

In such a situation, if the hero had strange feelings, he could not have predicted what would happen.

There was a high possibility that there would be unmanageable variables.

But it’s not as extreme as the other girls, so it’s still okay.

…not yet.

After putting aside my worries for a moment, I decided to bring everyone together.

“In order to discuss the future, bring Fran and Raeli, and can you bring out the hero, Bessia?”

“Of course it has to be done, and it is possible.”

“Then please.”

The hero told me to lie down, but I didn’t feel the need to lie down when I was feeling better.

Even the hero didn’t stop me twice.

I opened the door and went out to get some fresh air.

Tung-

A barrier blocked me.

Oh right. was i locked up?

He completely forgot that Fran had imprisoned him.

“…Hero, can you take me out?”

“You are staying there for a while.”

As if the hero had no intention of doing so, he left the barrier and left me alone.

…even you, the hero.

I turned my head and looked at the Sword Master.

“Reinhardt, maybe… .”

“It doesn’t mean that a person who dies just by taking the elixir will recover right away.”

The swordsman pressed me more logically.

“Stay still so that the Elixir I fed you is not in vain, can’t I ask for that much anyway?”

“…That’s right.”

It feels subtly more heated.

Because I can’t resist at all.

Besides, it was the sword saint who brought the elixir.

I didn’t ask for anything else after feeding the expensive food, and I was told to stay still, but I couldn’t help but listen.

The conclusion was that he had to be quietly crushed in bed.

…because I’m not dying.

I don’t believe anyone really.

There was something sad about it, but I couldn’t help it.

Even the bishop doesn’t see me as an immortal, so other people must be the same.

“…not die.”

I just tried to mumble.

Being locked up in a room like this made me feel very strange.

until everyone has gathered.

For a while, I have to wait.

**

“Did you ask me to take Besiah out?”

The cardinal replied as if he was embarrassed, wiping the cold sweat from his forehead.

The warrior was more adamant.

“That’s right. Please get Bessia out of prison.”

“Th-I have to explain to the hero, but that priest is a criminal accused of colluding with the devil. You can take it out… .”

“He said he would lend a hand if I wanted anything.”

she held on

There were many questions and words that the church wanted to say, but they were still keeping Bessia locked up.

Because the bishop is cursed and fallen.

It is difficult to beat a church that pretends to cooperate on the outside.

I decided to leave it alone until the Black Tower Master was defeated.

Cardinal Yoas had something he had said, so he was in trouble as to how to respond.

No, what mattered most was the fact that the hero had distrust of the church.

That much had to be stopped.

Until just now, she had never wanted to give Bessia up, but she gave up a small thing in order to get a bigger one.

Decided to release Priest Bessia.

“…All right. I don’t.”

“Are you sure?”

“Yes, when will we refuse the request of the hero? It’s just that not all of the charges against Priest Bessia have been cleared, so you just have to return it to us within the set deadline.”

“That’s enough.”

When the hero agreed, the cardinal breathed a sigh of relief and asked for it.

“But you must believe in the Church of the Hero. Would we ever betray the warrior? Because of the wall of reality, the church only dirty its hands on behalf of the hero.”

“…I will listen carefully.”

The hero turned and left his room, saying he had nothing more to say.

The cardinal remained alone and sighed heavily.

“Things got messed up.”

The cardinal slowly figured out the cause of the twist.

The Dark Magic Tower, the royal family, and the entrance exam.

Still, the burden was heavy due to the entrance exam, but the royal family even raised a warlock organization there, so it was only natural that the church defending the royal family would be suspicious.

“How did the Dark Magic Tower collapse?”

The cardinal thought it was strange.

The disaster of the practical exam was going to happen anyway, so I was going to take care of it, but due to the dark magic tower, I ended up exceeding the set capacity.

If so, the starting point for the twist was the collapse of the Dark Magic Tower.

The cardinal called a dedicated priest.

“Yes, Cardinal.”

“Deliver some stories to the royal family, and release Priest Bessia.”

“All right.”

The Black Magic Tower’s collapse was decided to be covered by the owner of the Black Tower.

The reason was that the person who destroyed the Dark Magic Tower died anyway, so there was no need to dig it up.

Priest Bessia, who was involved in this, also decided to deal with the bishop, so he thought there would be no problem.

However, a variable continued to appear somewhere.

Starting with the Dark Magic Tower, the entrance exam, and until now.

“Someone ruined our work.”

I had to catch that worm.

Only then will everything be done according to His will.

I decided to dig into the matter about the Dark Magic Tower, which I hadn’t been interested in originally.

One of the cardinal’s eyes turned black for a moment.

However, it must have happened only for a short time, and the cardinal’s body was filled with holy power.

Sacred power is the opposite of demonic power.

Also, holy power is a power that can only be possessed by being faithful.

Therefore, possessing holy power is a kind of guarantee of identity.

Because he has the power to make such contradictions possible.

There was a perfect spy that no one could notice.

**

“Argal, are you okay now?!”

“I heard you ate the elixir? So you won’t die?”

Fran was the first to run.

The next one is Raeli.

I was receiving their concerns as one body.

If you think about it, my condition would have continued to deteriorate the whole time I was down, so Fran and Raeli deserved to be serious.

If it really wasn’t for the Sword Master’s Elixir, there would be nothing strange about dying once.

“Me, yes? You wandered around the outside looking for even a shaman who could solve the curse!”

“I also! Did you go looking for a warlock to transfer your curse to me?!”

Both were very angry.

A shaman with the potential to cast a curse, or even a warlock to place a curse on Raeli, was on the verge of looking for her.

…I didn’t have to worry that much.

“But now that I’m feeling better, why don’t you let me go, Fran.”

Thanks to eating the elixir, you guys aren’t in a state to worry that much, so I made that suggestion.

The other characters didn’t really want to release me, so I tried to convince Fran, the wizard who imprisoned me.

Frank was really serious.

“That is true. Argal?”

“…That.”

“You’re really going to die and move freely this time?”

No, that’s how it should be.

What can I do if I catch the black pagoda wine… ?

call!

Fran gave me a bloody look with a face that said she would eat me right away.

The moment I brought up the word to be freed, I felt threatened that I would be locked up until the academy closed.

In line with my instincts, I quietly swayed.

For some reason, it seems that I can’t move on Fran more than the demon lord.

Staying still, Fran sighs deeply as if she has calmed down a bit.

“I’m glad though. Argal.”

“Yeah, I wish I could live after all.”

Raeli also nodded and was relieved of my survival.

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Jerk, jerk.

The one who appeared next was the Sword Saint, so he leaned against the wall without saying anything and waited for everyone to gather with his arms crossed.

As expected, there was a girl who opened the door and entered.

Bessia, who was confined for a while, had dirty soil all over her body, and her physical condition was not that good, so Bessia looked somewhat weak.

…remembered that time.

The girl of that time who suffered from the black magician and waited for the day she would die.

“Argal.”

Bethia looked at me and said nothing.

And resentment that I want to spit out because I risked my life recklessly to save others.

At the same time, he felt gratitude because he helped the bishop, who was like his own parents.

It coexisted in her mind and tormented her.

“you idiot.”

So the conclusion that came out is that you are cursing me first.

Even though I feel sorry for the steps that are approaching me, trembling.

Do you feel a will that can never be let go?

But was it the aftermath of being imprisoned with a bad body?

staggering-

One leg gave out and I almost fell.

that caught her

It was the warrior who came after him.

“Are you okay?”

“…it’s okay.”

Everyone really got together.

after the practical exam.

I thought I would take a break for a while.

The situation that struck us immediately after that brought us together.

That’s why I said

We are the rescuers who helped the examinees.

salvation of mankind.

Or those who were destined to do so gathered.

Therefore, except for me, these were members of the warrior party.

“We have one goal.”

The warrior party has only one goal.

“To exterminate the Black Pagoda Master.”

to catch the devil.

Of course, there were members who never joined.

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Just a virgin.

It didn’t matter much, since Bessia had saint-class skills anyway.

The role of the hero’s party’s archmage was now being replaced by Fran.

So I thought everyone gathered.

The one who forgot one entered this place with his own feet.

“…Are they all gathered here?”

Perhaps still feeling sick, Chang-seong, wearing a mask over his mouth, coughed and entered the room.

She seemed to be slightly better, as if she had been healed somewhat at the church.

…Come to think of it, I remember not taking it after I arrived in the capital, but I managed to stay at the church.

Probably Fran or Raeli took care of it… .

“Uh, Asher? Are you staying at the church?”

“When did you come here? I remember leaving it in the carriage.”

nope

As soon as Changsung entered, he said with an expression of all the regrets in the world.

“Did you leave me there and forget about it until now?”

Do you really think it was?

In the strange atmosphere, the Sword Saint laughed lightly.

He asked if the situation felt like it was concocted.

“What is it, Argal, is this also etiquette education?”

“…no.”

Who makes etiquette education so pitiful?

Changsung’s eyes were filled with water to the point of being a little excessive.