Chapter 382

Episode 382 Even if you shake it off again and again (1)

“So... what exactly do you mean?”



Daniel, who managed to come to his senses, was the first to speak. Since it was not a difficult question to answer, I gladly agreed to answer.

“God said if I kill Satan, he can send me home immediately. He also said that he would save the owner of this body.”

“yes?”

“It was said that he would cut off the branches of the devil that entered this body and purify the body tainted by demonic energy so that one could live a proper life.”

“to??”

“Huh??”

This time, not only those who were facing each other but also the boy who was residing in the image were questioned. [for a moment. What about my neck?] The screams of anger were a bonus.

[for a moment. What on earth were you doing while your soul was gone?]

But when I think about it, it makes me angry. Isn’t it me who should be screaming, not anger? If I hadn’t met God this time, I would have thought that the 9 years of the contract were just 9 years for this side, and I would have completely screwed up. This son of a bitch is real.

“You’d better keep your mouth shut, devil. “I’m already here after hearing about all the tricks you played against God.”

I couldn’t hold back and was furious. I knew that the people I was talking to would be embarrassed by my sudden remark, but I couldn’t stop.

Thanks to holding back and holding back, I ended up putting down the painter’s bowl with only the veins on my neck standing out. Breaking a bowl in anger once was enough.

[...What kind of trick?]

“Do you want to pretend not to know? Do you want to deny it? If you want, do it. “Nothing will change.”

After all, God created a new way to fuck that bastard... No, but that bastard went first. I felt the rising and falling gradation of anger that is unique to Koreans a couple more times and then crossed my eyebrows.

My bones were sore that I felt like I had to get an acupressure massage.

“What...did the devil do?”

“little. However, there is no need to worry as it has been resolved successfully.”

That bastard is done now. Because it doesn’t change whether I or Satan gets screwed, that bastard gets screwed. I clenched my fists, taking that fact as my only comfort.

Fortunately, I was able to control my emotions this time, probably because I cried a lot. The blood vessels and muscles that had been asserting themselves upright relaxed and hid under the skin.

“Anyway, that’s why I have to catch Satan.”

“No, the situation has been communicated clearly, but isn’t it still too sudden?!”

“Do we need a more detailed description?”

“There’s no need for that...!”

“No... I think I need something... So did God give you an oracle?”

Anger and Faust were still clamoring inside—Faust may have been more likely to ask out of pure curiosity—but I skillfully ignored their voices.

My gaze briefly turns to Daniel and the Inquisitor, who seem to be looking forward to me instead.

“It’s a bit difficult to say it’s an oracle, but it wouldn’t be wrong to say it that way. “In the end, God’s words are the same.”

“then...!”

“But he didn’t force me. I just suggested that there is a way to go back immediately and a way to live both ways. “Among them, the only one I accepted was the latter.”

“Ah... Is that so?”

“So do you understand that part now?”

“yes.”

Is the word God’s word something to be so excited about? Maybe it’s because I’ve never been religious, but I don’t really sympathize with it.

Well, there’s no way you’ve contacted God! I’m really glad it didn’t come out this way.

“So... will the adventurer... continue to be with me?”

Regardless, this time the Inquisitor asked with a nervous look on his face. Her ultimate goal is to kill Satan, and the new goal I revealed this time was to kill Satan, so it was a worthy question.

“It will be so if you accept me as a comrade.”

And that was actually a question I was happy to ask. If you had to catch Satan, there was no better companion than the Inquisitor.

“...! “Of course!!”

The young man’s face brightened with happiness.

[Did God really say he would do that?]

Meanwhile, Suzaku quietly asked in a voice that only I could hear. The reason I was sure of that was because even Berserk didn’t turn his head in this direction. After checking it, I pursed my lips.

“The promise came true.”

[Ah...]

Even if I say it is a fruit, it is still understandable. Before that, it seemed like Suzaku was definitely aware of their existence. So, was Suzaku also present at the place where ancient beasts sacrificed themselves?

I scooped up the last spoonful, feeling a subtle discomfort at that fact. The soup was now completely cold, but it was still delicious.

“A demon knight, not an adventurer.”

“okay.”

I was so dumbfounded that I looked at her with startled eyes and she smiled.

“I knew you would say that.”

It was a sad smile that was somewhat reassuring, yet had a bitter ending. I stopped grumbling inside.

“...I think I will go down south and have my sister’s funeral in a place where there is no snow and flowers are blooming.”

“is it.”

“Would you like to come?”

“If allowed, by all means.”

Instead, I remembered some of the funeral customs here and estimated what I should bring there.

Condolence money... Since there is no system, I don’t think money is needed. As for artificial flowers, white flowers seem to be mainly used here, so you can go for flowers that look similar to gypsophila or white lily and chrysanthemum. With sweet fruit.

no. Since you live in a snowy field, you probably don’t like white flowers? The idea of the Earth side is so strong that colored flowers make me feel uncomfortable.

“After the funeral... I will help you.”

Still, it’s better to suit the deceased’s tastes... huh?

“You said you were going to catch Satan. “We will be together.”

“...I would be reassured if you were with me, but why?”

Even though you found your sister’s body, why are you coming to her death? When I looked at it, it seemed like he was very affectionate with the girl.

“Slaying Satan is not a light task.”

“Know.”

“I might die. No, there is a high probability of that happening.”

“I was prepared.”

“You still want to follow me? “Don’t you have someone to take care of?”

As an Inquisitor, he had a mission and his own aspirations were strong, so I couldn’t think of stopping him.

But Berserk is different. She has no reason to necessarily capture Satan. You can leave out. But why?

“It seems like the girl is really following you.”

“...I think he will understand.”

“If you’re not sure, don’t say anything. It wasn’t the girl’s opinion to begin with, it was just your guess, wasn’t it? “Do you understand how important it is for children of that age to have an attachment figure?”

I don’t know if the relationship is nothing to each other, but in a relationship like that, an adult unilaterally leaving leaves a huge scar on the child. In fact, it is equally difficult even for fully grown adults.

“It is true that the more colleagues you have, the better, but I am not willing to risk a child’s future to recruit colleagues.”

So not until the girl says it’s really okay. go back. They will never accept it.

“You...”

At my insistence, Berserk’s expression changed to a blank expression, like someone watching something strange. But my opinion will not change.

A child going astray after losing his or her guardian? How do I view something like that? I’d rather suffer alone. No way, not until dirt gets in my eyes, you bastard.

“Great Great Warrior!”

However, before I could finish my thoughts, a child came running out from the cave. The extra clothes I had stored in subspace are currently wrapped tightly around the girl’s body.

“I thought you left....”

“What did I say? “He just went for a walk.”

What came next was Deathbringer. His tone of voice is full of annoyance, perhaps because he was worried about the girl.

“Now that we’ve checked, let’s go back. If you get frostbite again like this, Saennim will be angry.”

...A frostbite again?

“It went well for a moment. “Pipe player, can I ask you one question?”

While I was distracted by Deathbringer’s words, Berserk stood up and spoke to the girl. “What question?” When two people speak, white breath rises like a cloud from their mouths.

“I owe Lee a debt that cannot be repaid. So I want to help him do what he wants.”

“yes.”

“But the job is very dangerous, so I can’t guarantee whether I will come back alive or not.”

“yes.”

“Is it okay if I go?”

Berserk, who was speaking, suddenly looked astonished, but—Why am I getting permission? It was an expression like that—what was important was that he had said something to the girl asking for Yun Heo.

I expected denial to come out of the girl’s mouth.

“Of course it’s okay, right?”

It was out of the question. Damn it.