Chapter 169
between owner and friend.
(2) The owner of the owner.
"......." I looked at the other person jigsi.
The fact that the heretic inquisitor did not use the word “master”
as a simple metaphor or symbol could be seen from the smile on his face.
Sometimes a boy and sometimes a young man, this man did not know how to joke.
Still, I couldn't help but look into it.
“Just in case, I asked.
Inquisitor, the sound of serving me as master...
.”
“I will obey your orders.”
The Inquisitor replied immediately.
“I will kill the enemy you tell me to kill.
You save the enemy you want to live! As I said, I will put my judgment on yours and my actions with yours.”
The Inquisitor raised his right hand and placed it on his chest.
As if imitating a butler, with a modest posture.
“I’m a pretty good tool!”
"......." “The beauty of a good tool is that [performance is constant].
I'm not bragging, but there's no other tool more useful for purging warlords, cracking down on the inside, and keeping groups united! king.
You can always count on my performance!”
say otherwise.
Heresy Inquisitor says: [I will never change].
“Please write me!”
The Inquisitor laughed broadly.
Seeing him, confident in his own immutability, somehow made my heart flutter.
"I'm feeling a little naughty!" Because I know how the Inquisitor has changed.
“I’m addicted to feeling emotions.”
“Do you always live in this mood?”
Only me.
I alone remember an aspect that even the Inquisitor himself could not experience.
Beneath the magnolias were white and withering, the Heretic Inquisitor murmured.
“If I had done that then.
If I had done this at this time.
Drifting in such thoughts, wandering, and yet living like that.”
“That’s why you are so beautiful, and Idaji is also lovely.”
“If I am just like you… … .”
The Inquisitor could not forget all of those words.
I was able to guess the end of the sentence he swallowed down his throat.
[If only I could feel emotions like you.
Could I have lived a slightly different life?] I know this because I have met many psychopaths.
The boundary line that distinguishes between psychopaths or not is connected by three words.
'If I am like you.' From the moment you put those words in your mouth.
To me, the Inquisitor was not just a psycho, but a man who happened to be living the life he is today.
“… … name." I opened my mouth.
"Yes?" “Your name.
Real name, not this name.
The old swordsman's name is Marcus Calenberg, and the viper's name is Liaopan." And the Count's real name is 'Nisha'.
Unwittingly, there was a time when the Paladin called the Count by his real name.
But since the Count never told me directly, I pretended not to know her name.
The companions who have yet to reveal their real names to me are Sword and Serpent.
Only two people.
“Mr.
Inquisitor.
I want to know your name.”
“Ahaha.”
The Inquisitor blinked.
“Is that an order?”
“If it’s a request, not an order, can you tell me your name?”
"Yes!" "why?" “I, no.
We made an appointment with the Black Dragon Lord a long time ago.
[We have abandoned the outside world and become our whole body.
The strangers who spilled their nationality, property, ties, and everything into the Dead Sea.
So let's also erase the name tags that the outside world puts on us.
When calling each other, let's say only the name we got from the tower.]" Indeed.
'There was such a promise.' All of a sudden, it came to me that I wasn't the original member of T.O.P.
"Black Dragon Zhu has mixed feelings about the outside world! I hate and despise it, but I long for the approval of the outside world.
Ahaha.
Probably the best among us." He must be a very emotional human being!”
The Inquisitor blinked his left eye.
"Anyway, Swordsman has withdrawn from our organization.
There is no need to be bound by promises! Also, Viper is not very bound by such promises in the first place.
However, I value promises.
Four Kings.
If you really want to know the name I had in the outside world…”
The Inquisitor narrowed his eyes, "Order me." “……”
“I will follow.”
You can see.
This is not an answer to the question of whether to say the name or not.
It means that I will give priority to the [orders] I gave over the [promises] shared between the original members.
It is a pledge to swear allegiance to me.
'...can I take responsibility? ' I thought, 'Can I give this person a different life? Can I take responsibility for a psychopath or someone who has become a psychopath? I have the will.
I have greed.
But, do I have the ability?' I silently looked down at the Inquisitor.
Without saying a word, the Inquisitor waited for my mouth to open.
'In [Sormwin Academy Story], there was an opportunity to reform the Inquisitor, but I failed.
I missed the opportunity.
I did my best to help Raviel, so I didn't even have time to take care of this child.' If given one more chance, then I wondered if I would be able to provide another life for the Inquisitor.
I gave the answer, 'I want to do it.' I nodded, “Yes.”
The second chance hasn't come yet.
Until he arrives, let's take responsibility for the child in front of us, even for a while.
“Tell me your name.”
The heretical interrogator smiled brightly.
“My real name is Bambolina.”
Laughter flowed down her golden hair.
“Strictly speaking, it’s hard to say what my real name is.
Let’s call it a nickname!”
nickname.
“I was raised by the mafia as a child.
The mafia often referred to me as a 'baby doll', and that's what the name solidified.
Ah.
Bambolina means doll! It was also called KyKna.”
The heretical inquisitor said brightly.
“The organization that imprisoned me was based in Bulgaria.
It was an organization that stretched out its tentacles in many ways.
I was trained to be used in the business of such an organization.”
“The reason I had to use the past tense was… … ." "Because it doesn't exist on Earth now!" The Inquisitor smiled broadly and pulled the lock out of his arms.
Whoop, swish, like a ballpoint pen, the lock flew about on the Inquisitor's left hand.
As I was lying in bed, a question suddenly came to my mind.
[I can open the lock on that door.
Is there any reason not to open it?]”
The lock creaked open from the Inquisitor’s hand.
“Think again.
Look, there was none!”
So he escaped: "There didn't seem to be any reason not to kill my dedicated watcher.
There was no reason not to kill the boss!" There are people who do not do it unless there is a reason, and there are people who do it, but the heretical inquisitor was definitely the latter.
After half a year, I began to suspect that it was my fault, but ah, at that time, the organization was already half-destroyed!”
The mafia baby doll quietly stood up, and the tower acquired a terribly capable beast: "...why do you want me to be your master?" “The first reason, of course, is that the Four Kings are more capable than me.”
The Heretic Inquisitor lowered his words slowly, "The second reason...
is that I hesitated." “Are you hesitating?”
“Ummm, yes… what do I have to say to ask for understanding?”
Rarely, the Inquisitor narrowed his brow as if he was having a lot of trouble: "After I cleared [Sormwin Academy Story], I got a bit… strange.
Even if I tried to kill the terrorists as usual, they couldn't be executed as quickly as before.
It looked like it was only about a second difference, but to me that one second was strange…”
The Inquisitor thought deeply, “For one second, I remembered the scenery I spent at Sormwin Academy with the Four Kings.”
“……”
“Isn’t it strange?”
No.
It's not at all strange.
Rather, I'm surprised in my mind.
'It has an impact.' The route where the heretic inquisitor was completely immersed in the golden sister disappeared.
It was lost.
But even in the new love affair, the heretic inquisitor must have felt the golden sister's feelings, even if only slightly.
Even if it didn't.
No, even if it was only 1%.
The little doll must have experienced 'emotion'.
The Inquisitor said, "You took a second in my life.
That was the first time I've ever experienced it.
Maybe, if it were you, you could be one second and one second in my life, one day and one minute and one hour!" The Inquisitor smiled brightly, "As you can see now.
Perhaps this is what we call the hope of man.
Man, may always be waiting for someone else to take his time.
In that sense, you This is my hope!”
"Just because you're taking up my time doesn't make me smaller.
Yeah, somehow.
I can be sure." The Inquisitor handed me the lock, and the old lock was rusty.
"It will just add your rhythm to the melody of me.
My monophonic melody.
Wouldn't your lyrics add to my monotonous hum? , I am imagining, at least in parables.”
I took over the lock: "You might make me music.
The king.
Even a human like me." The Inquisitor smiled, "May I make you my hope?" "......." It is heavy.
A scary word.
The difference between weight and fear is one point, so I didn't know that I would be afraid of carrying a heretic inquisitor.
I thought about the weight of the angler.
I thought about the weight of Sylvia Ebinail.
I thought about the weight of the mortal nature.
I came to think of the weight of the designated tribe, and at that point, I thought I could add one more load.
"Yes." The Inquisitor is my colleague.
“I will be your hope.”
It doesn't matter if the Inquisitor is like a beast.
Basically, humans are just beasts that admire people.
Both the child in front of me and I are on the road to becoming a human being.
“Without my permission,”
I ordered.
“Do not kill anyone.”
"Yes!" “Don’t torture people without my permission.”
“Yes.”
“Please do not imprison anyone without my permission.”
"All right!" "Please tell me when you have a problem.
Instead, I will listen to your story and I will not despise you.
I will not look at you with strange eyes.
.”
"......." The Inquisitor put his hands on his chest.
For the first time I felt him [praying], "Yes, you more capable than me.
When you are my hope, I will be there for you." I'll try my best." 4th place in the ranking: Manshinjeonju (萬神殿主) The little doll swore allegiance to me: "I was eliminated on this stage.
I can't go to the 32nd floor with you.
This time too, I asked the [Princess walking in the mirage] This is only a provisional provision, and it will be over soon.
I will keep the four kings’ orders in Babylon at heart!”
"Yes." I stroked the Inquisitor's head.
“Please keep the house quietly.
Mr.
pseudo-teacher.”
“Ahaha-.”
The Inquisitor laughed.
“I will take orders! Confucius!”
The new form of Inquisitor has melted away.
[The Inquisitor fails to complete the quest.] [The Inquisitor is eliminated from the stage!] And in the next moment, other colleagues appeared around me.
swordsmanship.
Black Dragon.
count.
venomous snake.
paladin.
The attack team, which consisted of 6 people including myself, looked at each other bewildered.
“… … Did you have to wait a bit even after you declared clear this time?”
said Black Dragon.
“The king.
You were the first to announce the clear.
Where have you been?”
I smiled.
“Just.
I said goodbye to the Inquisitor.”
The path we have walked is never meaningless.
Even if we don't say it and don't see it, someone somewhere is affecting us.
I said as I clenched the lock.
"Everyone worked hard.
Let's go to the next stage." 170.