348. The Truth Is Here (4)
“Ah… this is a bit… I’ll answer, but don’t take it too personally.”
“I don’t care.”
It’s a hundred times better than not hearing anything.
And who do you think I am, a petty person?
I’m not going to sulk after hearing just one truth now.
“First, it had to be someone who had the time to leisurely read that much information… in other words, someone who didn’t have a strong attachment to that world and no particular position there.”
“…Ah, I understand that much.”
What excuse could I make, having no passion for my work because of the damn overtime, just dragging myself through the hours?
“And someone who has no affection for their hometown.”
“That… seems plausible too.”
I was actually planning to settle down comfortably.
After all, if they summoned someone who kept crying about missing home, it would be difficult to make them work.
“And someone with a fickle personality who doesn’t listen to anyone.”
“Why is that?”
“Because they have to mess up their plans. They say they summoned an outstanding person in the past but failed miserably.”
There’s no point in fighting with a plan.
They figured that someone who unpredictably throws out variables has a higher chance of success.
Once, they brought in someone methodical and full of justice, but in the end, they sympathized with their ideas, and it ended in disaster.
“Most importantly, they thought they needed to show them an ordinary human being.”
A righteous person only demanded righteousness and failed.
A wise person only pursued efficiency and failed.
A benevolent person only pleaded and failed.
That’s why they needed someone who could show them an ordinary human being, not a genius excelling in one area.
“So, in short, the reason I was chosen is…”
I mulled over the reason he gave.
“It means they needed someone who has no affection for their hometown, only knows self-satisfaction, has a terrible personality, and is a stubborn mule who never listens to others?”
“I’d say that’s not far off.”
He avoided my gaze, looking a little embarrassed.
And I.
“Ah. Yes, yes, that’s right. I have that kind of personality. Damn it.”
I was a little sulky.
I’m sulking! Yeah, I have a terrible personality! I’m lazy! Damn it!
“Then what am I, the lazy one, supposed to do from now on?”
“Well?”
But at the crucial moment, he tilted his head.
“Hey…”
“I’m sorry, but from your perspective, I’m a person living in the past. And from my perspective, you’re a person living in the unknown future. Of course, I can’t give you perfect advice.”
That’s true.
If there were a simple solution, they would have used it without saying anything to me.
“But this era has already disappeared, right? Even if you leave it to me, it won’t be salvation for you guys…”
The words don’t come out easily.
Because I know it won’t be salvation for them.
But he shook his head.
“Aileen, if you can break that cycle, it will surely be a great salvation for the people here too.”
“Salvation?”
“When they wipe out a civilization, the souls of the existing life don’t disappear.”
“…That’s.”
“Even for them, it’s too much to recreate everything, even the souls. The workload is enormous. So, they make the souls, returned to their original form, live again in the next civilization.”
“Recycling, huh.”
In a way, that’s an even more terrible tragedy.
They are indeed worthy of sympathy.
“If you stop their tyranny, it means these people will also escape the repeated end.”
Is that what salvation is?
“But… it’s an abstract meaning, there’s no practical meaning.”
“I still think it has meaning.”
Nelkellos finished his explanation, saying that he had said all he could say anyway.
“Well, I’ve given you a rough outline. Actually, there’s nothing else I can do besides this.”
“How do I get back?”
What to do next or whatever, I can’t do anything if I don’t go back right now.
“Ah~ don’t worry about that. You can go back if you use that artifact.”
The artifact, the Pendant of Truth, was it?
“It wasn’t working, though?”
“Well, I can fix that. I can restore at least the function to return.”
“What… is that so?”
I was relieved about that.
If I had to defeat something or make something, I would have really cried because it would have been a pain.
I heard that this was originally an item to evacuate me if I got targeted by that higher being.
Indeed, that’s why it activated back then.
“Then that means I can just laze around until then?”
“…I hesitate to say it, but you have quite the personality. Even after hearing this story, you’re thinking about taking a nap.”
“……”
“A talent, a talent.”
Nelkellos muttered to himself.
That doesn’t sound like a compliment.
“Whatever. I should enjoy myself while I can.”
It’s not like I’m suddenly filled with a sense of duty.
I have no intention of ignoring his warning, but I don’t intend to blindly believe it either.
“So, you’re willing to do it?”
“Well, there’s still a lot I haven’t enjoyed. So, I’m thinking of doing it properly if possible.”
“…Well, good luck with that.”
He shrugged as if there was really nothing more to advise or anything.
As he said, if I fail, he’ll probably try another method.
“Hmm… is the story finally over?”
And just as our voices were dying down, Sylvester’s master, Melas, returned.
“Yeah. I’ve said all I had to say.”
“…I see. Then your request is fulfilled.”
She nodded calmly and sat down on an empty chair.
“Request?”
“I asked her to protect me until you came, Aileen.”
Does that mean she’s also a collaborator?
“……Just so you know, don’t talk about her disciple.”
Nelkellos said in my ear.
“……Don’t talk about him?”
“……In the first place, that disciple was originally someone she sent as a clue to change the future… she definitely didn’t send him to be swayed by them.”
“……So Sylvester being chosen as the protagonist was a coincidence?”
That Sylvester is targeted by that higher being and chosen as the hero who will be the pillar of developing the world.
That is the original work I read, the plan they are talking about.
“……Okay. I won’t talk about it.”
I quietly agreed.
Anyway, I’ve heard everything I need to hear, and there’s no more business.
The rest is like a vacation…
……No, that’s not it.
Considering who’s in front of me, it’s not right to ignore it and laze around.
“Why do you ask?”
Melas glared at me and asked as if she noticed the change in what I was thinking.
“Do you have business with this old woman?”
“It’s nothing much. Ah! Come to think of it, this sword… then this is the Old Master’s, right?”
I showed her the same sword as hers, Killmuris, again and asked.
“It’s hard to believe, but it must be. It seems this sword remained until your era.”
“The ability engraved on the sword is different, though.”
“……I was thinking about it recently. I was wondering how to leave my swordsmanship to posterity. So, I originally intended to ask a wizard I know to change the spell on this sword.”
“……Could that be?”
“It is to leave my swordsmanship to posterity.”
She said, stroking Killmuris hanging from her waist.
“Ah~.”
In short, she left her swordsmanship by imbuing the sword with swordsmanship to leave it behind?
I understood the general cause and effect.
“Thanks to you, I’m using it well.”
“If possible, learn the sword properly. Originally, I wanted someone to inherit my swordsmanship. And, from what I see, you still haven’t made it your own.”
No, that’s a pain.
“……Ah, if I have the chance. Ah!”
Just as I answered that, something good popped into my head!
Anyway, it would take some time, she said.
Then it would be good to spend it as usefully as possible.
Above all, it’s an opportunity.
I can’t take anything else, but I can definitely get this.
“Then can I ask you for just one favor?”
“What is it?”
There is something I can get here, definitely.
“I would like you to teach me.”
That is experience.
I don’t intend to say anything like experience is a valuable asset or anything like that.
So, let’s ask shamelessly.
“Won’t you teach me?”
Well, me being shameless is my specialty, and they say you shouldn’t be ashamed of this kind of request.
So, let’s ask confidently.
* * *
Somehow, I got her to agree, and I decided to follow her around for the remaining ten days.
At first, she was embarrassed by my request, but soon Nelkellos intervened.
“Now that it’s come to this, why don’t you help him? Isn’t it right to help a young man who has no experience yet?”
“Hmm… is that so?”
Nelkellos persuaded her, saying, “Yeah. Let’s help him since we have the chance.”
“Getting that sword can also be said to be a stroke of luck. Alright. I’ll take a look at your skills for a short time.”
“Wow~ thank you.”
“……At least show some seriousness.”
Can’t I be bright and cheerful?
Well, it seems like she thinks it’s too absurd, so I decided to be a little quieter.
“……I decided not to increase my disciples any more.”
The wrinkles on her forehead deepen as if she picked up something troublesome.
Certainly, the older you get, the more worries you have.
I nodded as if it were someone else’s business.
“Aileen…… hmm, even if it’s just for a while, a master is a master. I won’t forgive rudeness, so keep that in mind.”
“Yes~.”
“……That’s enough.”
It seems she already understood my personality.
She moved on to the next topic as if she was giving up.
“Before that, I want to see your skills.”
“Didn’t we compete earlier?”
“That’s the power imbued in that sword. Swinging it around is like me fighting myself.”
It’s like watching yourself move in a mirror.
Certainly, that’s not wrong.
“So don’t use that sword now.”
Melas took out another spare sword and lent it to me.
“Hmm, it’s heavy.”
“That’s normal. From what I see… you’re really unskilled except for the basics.”
Just by holding the sword normally without Killmuris, she can see my general framework, and she starts to seriously look me over and worry.
“But thanks to being swayed by Killmuris, you at least understand it through experience. ……Then the only thing left is to see your movements.”
“In short, you mean charge at you?”
“Charge at me as much as you want.”
However, she didn’t even draw her sword.
As if she doesn’t need to with me now, unlike when I held Killmuris.
Well, that’s probably true.
It’s a truly reliable attitude.
I immediately rushed in without hesitation.
Normally, with as much strength as possible, I raised the sword and swung it down greatly.
“……”
There’s no particular impression.
When she flicked her finger slightly, the sword went astray and stuck in the floor.
Clang!
“Ugh……”
Thanks to the wasted hit, the shock traveled through the sword to my hand, and my arm is numb.
“Can’t you be a little gentler or something?”
“You talk too much. ……Anyway, I roughly understand your level.”
She said that and lightly swung her arm.
Papapapapapat!
Clearly, what I saw was the sight of her lightly waving her hand and passing by the side of my head, but I felt several heavy blows to my body.
“Keuh?!”
I fell backward on my butt and looked up blankly in surprise.
“What did you do?”
“Indeed… if you don’t use that sword, you can’t even see this much skill… this is difficult.”
“No… what do you mean by that much skill.”
Even without using Killmuris, my physical abilities can overwhelm any strong person in a pure power struggle.
I can’t even follow her movements at all.
There’s no way that’s simple.
I thought her level was only slightly above Sylvester.
But the reality is completely different.
The total amount of power is naturally higher for the young ones.
Experience and years are different.
“Alright. Anyway, I have a rough idea of what I need to show you.”
“Ah~ are you going to give me some kind of training? A way to awaken Aura [a life energy or spiritual force]?”
“Let me ask you one thing. Can you awaken Aura in less than two weeks?”
“Huh? There’s no way that’s possible.”
“And you’re asking that so casually……”
She clicked her tongue and then.
“I can’t teach you something new. More than anything, teaching you carelessly will only hasten your death.”
Learning carelessly is worse than not learning at all.
“First of all, I’ve figured out what your problem is. Alright. I’ll enlighten you.”