Is It Bad That the Main Character’s a Roleplayer? Chapter 162

Episode 162: A flash of excuses (2)

The moment I came to my senses, my eyelids reflexively lifted.

I think it’s because the last thing I remember is sticking a knife into Moby Dick’s head. Before reason could do anything, instinct took over to understand the surroundings.

Also, the surroundings that I saw that way were as follows.

White stone walls and a blue tapestry hanging from the ceiling. A cozy bed and blanket with a unique pattern engraved in gold embroidery on the tapestry.

Based on past adventures, there was a 99% probability that this was a temple.

Sreuk.

I tried a little harder to get up. They had taken off a few layers of clothes to make me feel more comfortable, so only the bandages and shirt were fluttering around.

The vest and coat were placed on the nightstand right next to him.

hmm. This feels a bit like déjà vu.

Surely two weeks weren’t deleted this time?

I felt a little anxious, but unfortunately there was no way to find out the date.

However, his body was very heavy and his vision was a little blurry, so his physical condition was not perfect. Considering that most injuries heal quickly, it doesn’t seem like a long time has passed.

Well, I learned from Tatara that if you come close to death, your body can still feel heavy even after two weeks, but you didn’t get there this time, right?

You followed White Wind’s advice and suffered a minor injury, but you didn’t suffer a wound that could lead to death?

smart.

At that time, there was a knocking sound. It was a very quiet sound, probably because he thought I was going to sleep.

“…What.”

Oh, my voice is completely broken.

“…Did you just wake up?”

I pulled up the blanket a little more as the other person came in. Covering everything would look odd, so it only covers the right arm.

“It’s been less than an hour since treatment ended. “Get some more rest.”

“What happened to the Great Devil?”

The one who came in was an Archmage. I listened to her, thinking that I was receiving an after-the-fact report from the Archmage every time—I was the one who fought, so why?

“He’s dead. You killed it. “Don’t you remember?”

It’s a good idea, but I’m not sure if it’s the last hit or not.

I guess I killed him though.

“For your information, all of you except Berserk have fallen and have inevitably returned to the temple. “There were two people who couldn’t be cured with divine power, so I followed them.”

However, the fact that everyone fainted except for Berserker means that it wasn’t just me who fainted, but also the Inquisitor and Dev.

But why Dev? Has the internal injury worsened again? No, no, even if it gets worse, why can’t I heal it with divine power?

Now that the Great Demon is dead, isn’t the problem of demonic energy in Dev’s body also resolved? no??

I calmly organized the information, worrying about Dev and wondering if Berserker was truly beyond humans.

The concept was the preliminary step to selecting an action that could be presented as a response.

“Oh, don’t worry, I only picked three people to carry you and three people to escort you and came back. The rest will be guarding and purifying the corpse of the Great Demon. Berserk also remained there.”

However, the Archmage seemed to understand the silence and quickly added further explanation. It wasn’t bad.

The fact that Berserker stays there and protects the invoice means that he hasn’t had a shift yet, and the fact that he hasn’t had a shift means that not much time has passed.

Considering the comment that he followed me because there was no one who could treat him an hour after the treatment was over… I think it must have been a day at the longest, or about half a day at the shortest.

This would be even more so if you add in the Archmage’s outfit, which didn’t change even after coming to the temple. Because I couldn’t change my clothes because I was concentrating on treatment.

“I have to see it with my own eyes.”

So, isn’t this the right answer? Normally, I would pass it off as ‘Hmm, that’s right,’ but this time, it’s my opponent.

It would be better to stick to the concept of checking just one more time. I’m a little unwell, but I don’t think there will be any more battles.

If it happens, it means there is a problem, so it won’t be a loss. maybe.

“Are you crazy?”

“…?”

“No, I made a mistake. “Is your brain still not working properly?”

But hey there. That’s what I corrected.

“How was your physical condition just now?”

The Archmage calmed himself by raising his hand rather than raising his voice.

“Demon Knight, do you know that the seal was shattered earlier?”

“…what?”

Eh.

“I didn’t know either. That does not mean that you destroyed it on purpose because of your exertion. It means that you instinctively used your magic power again to recover.”

No no why? I wasn’t hurt that badly.

“…Did you only care about trauma?”

…Maybe you should have paid attention to the inside of your body too?

I was a little worried about altitude sickness, but was it really cerebral edema, pulmonary edema, etc. that made me risk my life by going in that direction?

“…Demon knights don’t die unless they are stabbed with a sword or have their bones broken. “You could die from bleeding in the brain, or your heart could suddenly stop under certain circumstances.”

I realized.

“For wounds like these, there is no other way than divine power. “Some wizards are working with doctors to expand the horizons of surgery, but without a wizard who specializes in a related field, surgery is not even a dream.”

Even though I listened to White Wind’s advice carefully, this raid was one that I chewed on and thought, “Hehehe.”

“Even I have no relevant knowledge. “Luckily the healing magic worked this time, but we can’t deal with a more severe illness than this.”

In addition… even if you catch someone, you have to worry about internal injuries from now on!

“Luckily, you don’t have that disease yet… but it was a bit dangerous this time. So, take a break and don’t even think about going out of the temple for two days. “Please, please.”

But it’s too difficult on a human level!

If they force me to go up to thousands of meters in the air and give me a realistic disease, what will they do to me? If you’re going to do this, make me a strong boner like Berserker who can chew up everything!

“We will take care of the Great Devil ourselves.”

The balance person comes out!!!

* * *

“Etch!”

Berserk was on alert and turned his head when he heard the sound.

The priest who had been assigned to the most difficult job because he was the youngest was listening stiffly.

“Do you have a cold?”

“That’s not it.”

The priest must have been embarrassed about sneezing, so he covered his cheek, which couldn’t be seen because of his fur. In fact, it didn’t even cover the fluttering of his round ears.

“Berserk is a bit cold.”

“ah! Then, let’s turn up the heat more!”

However, at her words, the priest shook off his embarrassment and quickly put away the firewood.

Then the fire that consumed the firewood grew a little bigger. It was natural that the intense warmth spread further.

“Then, the blanket…”

“I don’t like it because it gets in the way.”

It wasn’t really cold to begin with.

Her hometown is a place where the exhaled breath can take shape and even runny nose freezes instantly, so how could it be cold here?

“…I want to go back to the royal palace.”

“yes?”

“no.”

I didn’t know I would miss that damn place. Is hometown really hometown? Or maybe I felt homesick because the air I encountered when I went up to catch whales was similar to my hometown.

With those thoughts, she looked straight at what was blocking one corner of her vision. Even after more than half a day has passed, the appearance of the giant Merman’s corpse has not changed.

We’re not talking about rigor mortis or anything like that. Strangely enough, it didn’t feel like I was ‘dead’. However, as to whether it felt like I was ‘alive’, it wasn’t like that.

“hmm.”

I checked the corpse several times whenever I was concerned, but I still had to see it again.

Berserk stood up again, holding the halberd that had been planted on the ground.

“Where are you going?”

“check.”

She climbed onto the corpse with light steps. The devil’s body, shining pale blue in the moonlight, glowed softly as if it had been coated with silver powder.

Considering that its bodily fluids were black with no shine, there was a huge difference between the outside and the inside.

“Hmm.”

It’s pretty, but disgusting at the same time.

It was definitely not because of the devil. Demons are obligatory objects to be subdued and are fun prey in their own right, but I have never regarded them as an area of likes or dislikes.

Just like that. I hated it because it looked like a layer of snow. The same was true for the white hair and the silver eyes surrounded by black eyes.

Berserk hated snow. To be exact, the memories it brings to mind are many of the things it has taken away.

There are countless things buried in the snow that will remain frozen forever.

Come on.

“…?”

But did I look down at that huge head for a long time? She felt a presence.

Grumble.

It wasn’t my fault. Berserk’s hand tightly gripped the halberd and he focused all of his senses. Grr. Something was coming.

Not up, not on either side, not behind, not in front.

“Wake up—!!!”

Right under what she’s standing on.

“Get out of the place immediately!”

She threw down her halberd. Quang! As the earth shook with her cries, those who were asleep suddenly opened their eyes.

“Huh?”

“Ugh.”

“What—!”

You have no discipline!

Berserk jumped off the corpse and grabbed the backs of those who were still confused and threw them.

There were a lot of screams due to the sudden disaster, but the effect was excellent. Although they may not have fully grasped the situation, those who recognized the crisis through that action began to retreat.

And when they managed to evacuate to the zone Berserk said.

Quaaaang!

“─!!”

Huge tree roots soared up and began to engulf the Great Demon’s dead body.

* * *

While I was locked in the temple, the Archmage himself left before daybreak under the pretext of investigating the Great Evil.

Of course I couldn’t say anything. This is because she is the only wizard and there are investigations in this world that only wizards can do.

Clink.

However, I think it was a bit of a problem that the soup bowl that was served at breakfast was broken after she left.

Isn’t it a cliché that has long been used as an omen for all sorts of ominous signs and signs such as “something is going to happen, open your mouth?”

“omg. “Are you hurt?!”

More than that, why is this really broken? Did you put hot soup directly into a cold bowl? Or that when you put it down on the table, the number of natural vibrations coincided with the number of external vibrations?

“I’ll bring you a new one!”

Anyway, it already happened.

I put down the spoon I had just picked up as I watched the priest hurriedly collect the broken dishes and food.

The priest leaves the restaurant in a hurry, and now I am the only one present.

It’s been a while since I’ve been in solitude that I didn’t intend, so I felt a little nervous. I’m a little bored too.

“….”

However, if you think that this boredom is all because of the faint-hearted noblemen, your mind quickly becomes serious.

The Archmage and Berserker went out to investigate the Great Evil, but that wasn’t the cause of the two empty seats.

One fainted due to excessive exertion, and the other fainted due to internal injuries.

Moreover, the latter was difficult to treat properly due to demonic energy.

This is not a situation that can be overlooked like usual, saying, ‘Oh my gosh, it’s a big win.’

“…after.”

At least the Inquisitor believes that the child is strong and will wake up soon, but Dev… I don’t know about Dev.

I’m sure he’s not a traitor – but his attitude is a bit harsh and he’s been throwing up mysterious hemoptysis from time to time, so I’m not sure what to suspect – but that’s why I can’t completely relax.

That’s the case right now.

I defeated the great evil that is presumed to be the cause, but doesn’t the child still contain demonic energy?

We cannot ignore the possibility that something will be forced, regardless of Dev’s sincerity. If something like that happens, I wonder if we will be able to crush the concept like we do now.

I am also worried about the feelings of Dev, the person involved.

Even though I treated the cause, it wasn’t resolved, and the Sea Dragon Bead I secretly gave it didn’t have any effect, so I guess it’s a trait I’ll have to live with for the rest of my life.

In that case, how difficult would it be to make meat dumplings?

I thought it would be okay since there didn’t seem to be any extreme hatred like my concept, but I felt sick again.

I think it becomes even more so because I am already a child with low self-esteem due to my origins or something like that. It’s okay if this incident gets worse, because it’s clear that it won’t get better.

Tuk.

I ended up resting my arms on my forehead with my hands. My head hurt.

“Damn it.”

My head hurts, but I can’t stop thinking.

If I had known this would happen, I would have been more suspicious when I first found Dev on that rooftop. Will Dev still be with us? Can we solve Dev’s problem? If it can’t be resolved, then what? etc. All sorts of questions keep filling my mind.

And at the end of the tail was the image of the Deathbringer, who always swung his sword at me.

I stroked my smooth cheek without a single wound.

‘Would Dev be interested in joining us and me?’

I also had a headache.

Crack, thump.

Ah, why do I have to suffer like this even though I killed one of the seven great devils?

Crack, thump, thump.

Should I sew the first button like this for the remaining six or five? When do you catch the five and how do you catch Satan?

Crack, thump, thump.

shit. It really makes sense that instead of having a victory party atmosphere, only a crisis comes….

Jump!

“Ah, Demon Knight!”