I’m Not a Hero Like You

100 – 33. The sky is falling. (2)

A sound is heard.

“Let there be light to begin with.”

The darkness will come next.

After that.

“Is there only fire and water?”

Kaang!

Kaang!

Beat the iron.

The world seen with open eyes was extremely cold and pale.

I was very displeased and annoyed at the gold standing around in front of me.

Even that is faint now.

“You only have one step left.”

One step.

Who is a step for?

Who’s talking about that?

The pale world in front of my eyes disappeared before I knew it.

All I can see is darkness.

Only black darkness.

But why?

Even in the vast darkness, there was light.

The faint light eventually forms a dot and forms a line.

It spreads brightly.

I have seen this, vaguely.

Yes. It’s a landscape I’ve always seen.

Night sky.

It is as if the night sky stretches endlessly up and down.

It was such a scenery.

I don’t know why there.

There was a very large one.

From far away.

That huge darkness emitted a strangely vivid light.

No, that’s a little strange.

Because there was no light in darkness.

‘Ah.’

The great darkness.

Circular.

No, is it a circular sphere?

However, the surrounding area was particularly splendid.

As if the light wrapped around the circle of darkness, the ball.

However, the darkness that was there did not allow even the slightest ray of light, even a single dot of light.

Honestly and firmly defending their territory.

‘What is it?’

What am I looking at?

Could this be death?

And over there, entering after death… Hell? Heaven?

The appearance of heaven I heard from my mother was not like this.

The appearance of the Demon Realm, known as the mouth of demons, will be different from mine.

Not to mention Hell, where demons live, is not like that.

I don’t know why, but I had a hunch.

A scenery that can never be seen from the ground.

However, the darkness spread out before my eyes.

It was absolutely brilliant.

The vastness is endless.

… Before I knew it, I had forgotten even the existence of the country.

Me?

Who am I?

What am I?

In the first place.

Do I need it?

There are things I can do because I am myself and my age.

Yes.

In the end, I exist for that.

Presence.

Life and death.

Life.

And.

If there is anything I need to do now.

… That’s not clear

Live selfishly.

In old memories, Ases almost resented himself for working hard for others.

Why do you live like that?

Why don’t you strive for greater things?

“… ….”

What does it mean to be great?

Leaving your name in history?

To be praised by everyone?

To be praised? Getting recognized?

What does that mean?

So, was my life that was looked down upon by everyone the opposite of greatness?

How will I be mentioned in history?

I was born as a child of a great warrior, but even though I was great when I was young, later on, I was looked down upon and turned away even in my own country.

In the end, he colluded with the demon king and was abandoned by the world, no, he chose to be abandoned… What’s that?

Maybe it’s not even mentioned at all.

It might be treated as a taboo, indecent, non-existent existence.

“… ….”

Is it necessary to care?

All meaningless.

I am not there.

I am here.

Isn’t that enough?

I suddenly realize.

In life.

What is the biggest stumbling block?

That was, after all, myself.

If I change my mind like this.

To the point of futility.

Everything in the world changes.

“… ….”

Someone was looking this way.

From the beginning, he was there.

It’s just something I realized late.

“You have already worked hard enough. But here, are you going to go one step further? How? For whom?”

“… ….”

He asked.

So I am.

“For myself.”

And.

“If there were no coincidences in this world. Everything must be inevitable.”

In that case.

“Everything I learned about her must have a reason.”

Even though I have been manipulated and abused by someone all my life.

If only the freedom that had been attained at best was actually a false cage constructed by someone.

“Whether she wins or loses, she will never be saved.”

What she did may never be forgiven.

But didn’t you find out while spying on her memories?

She didn’t kill the villagers.

I just put it to sleep.

However, it’s clumsy to handle the abilities and powers I have.

Still, I’m just perplexed as I don’t know how to solve it.

Maybe there was some intention to protect them.

If only she hadn’t used her hand.

She might have tried to harm the villagers’ lives, not by her own hands, but by the hands of others.

She ended up thinking that far.

Really clumsy.

Because I am an unreliable person.

… Not even sympathy.

But.

He has enough heart to feel regret.

Her For her, if there is her best atonement and forgiveness.

It’s a chance for her to rectify what she’s done herself… It’s just something that makes

“… ….”

But the contract is tied.

She will have to kill Leo with her sword drawn.

I knew better than anyone how the absolute compliance contract was structured through the demon king.

Even I was tied to it.

Therefore.

Even though she can kill Leo, she doesn’t.

It means you have no will to abide by the contract.

That is equivalent to breaking a contract.

“So she has no choice but to make it out of her hands and hinders her performance of the contract. Is that your plan, is it your will?”

“… ….”

“But to do that, you must have the power to stop it. But do you now have that kind of power?”

“… ….”

I am.

I am not a warrior.

With an indomitable will.

For sure to achieve victory.

Not that kind of warrior.

But.

“That I can’t do it. Is that a reason not to?”

“Even if you’re going to die?”

“He is already dead. Either die now or die a little earlier. It will be the same.”

“Even though things could have ended in a worse way?”

“We should try not to be like that.”

“How?”

“… ….”

To the extent that I think about that, it’s because I’m not in a situation where I’m overflowing with space.

“Do you have the confidence that you won’t regret it even if you risk your life like that?”

“… ….”

If you regret it.

I’ve done enough.

Someday, I think I heard a similar question from someone.

“As long as I never forget. Looking back at the past that has already been engraved, it is impossible for me not to regret it.”

As long as you don’t forget.

Unless you’re deliberately trying not to think of it.

The whole time I think about it, I will regret it.

And with that regret in mind, move on.

We have reached this far.

So I….

“As far as my life goes, I will take care of it.”

Without needing to notice anyone.

Irrespective of understanding.

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If you want to, do it.

If the heart leads you, do it.

If you felt you had to.

… Do not hesitate.

Isn’t that freedom?

Counting and judging whether you can or cannot.

What kind of freedom is here.

“I see.”

“… ….”

Again.

Look up at the sky.

The sky is pure white.

Now it’s like it’s covered in something, it’s leaking white.

It was hard to see the blue sky.

My body is still cold and vague.

My head is just blurry, and my senses are dull.

No matter how hardened your heart is.

I wonder if I can get up from here.

I was a little bit anguished.

… ….

….

Maybe I lost my mind for a moment.

I don’t know why.

There was something I saw once.

Little baby angel.

When I saw it one day, I remember crying at the top of the hollow.

For now.

Laughing.

Oddly enough.

My shoulders are lifted.

…… ?

Let’s turn our heads slightly.

Someone’s hand was holding onto my shoulder.

Not only that.

The other side was also touched by someone.

The body is infinitely heavy, but the upper body stands up with extraordinary ease.

And as it is.

I can hear my body.

From the other side of the field of view, someone reaches out.

The child stretched out his small hand with a smile and grabbed my hand tightly.

Then, he pulled as hard as he could.

It seemed that his small hands and his body were not enough to handle me.

For some reason, my body was lifted with ease.

Before I knew it, the hands holding his shoulders and waist were withdrawn.

The images of those who raised me up passed my gaze, albeit faintly.

There were men and there were women.

There were children, even four-legged beasts, furry beasts.

I couldn’t quite tell the difference between their clothes, their faces, and their expressions.

They looked at me in unison, chanting an unknown language.

“… ….”

Suddenly.

Keep your eyes down.

The child who was pulling my hand there.

A child with a somewhat familiar appearance suddenly held out a small sword.

The one holding the sword with both hands.

It looks like he is a king and is giving the truth to nobles.

Since he handed me the sword like that on my half-kneel, I inadvertently grabbed it.

I only found out after receiving it.

… That it was the sword I was originally using.

Really strange.

I left it at the blacksmith and found it just before that.

Even though I’ve been through such harsh things in this short amount of time.

Isn’t this sword so fine?

[…] ….]

A voice is heard.

The child eventually stepped back slowly.

With the baby angel, he disappeared.

‘St. Kariel.’

Why are you here now?

If I’m not mistaken, that child… I saw once earlier….

‘I don’t know.’

My mind is confused.

Nevertheless, somehow the body was raised up.

Someone grabbed my body and forcibly lifted me up, but it was like standing me up.

Nevertheless.

These two legs were standing.

In that case, we’ll just move on.

I can’t see the road.

However, it moves according to the intuition it feels.

Take your steps, keep going.

Soon.

To reach.

I don’t know why I’m here.

Suddenly, I felt the need to do so.

“… ….”

Looking left and right, you realize that this is the end point of the beginning and the end.

Light on one side.

On one side, like a disaster caused by Mother Nature, a violent storm was blowing.

For some reason, everything is blurry.

As if, everything feels unreal.

But no.

It’s all real.

‘Really with this.’

Is this the last?

Only then do they wake up.

How have I been encouraged and comforted since I came this far?

[My ancestor.]

[Homage to your life.]

[How could you live like that?]

[The teacher was jealous of you. And now, even I have become your student.]

[What’s the use of saying hundreds and thousands of words? That life is the clearest answer.]

[Why do you want to save others instead of yourself?]

[Even if I die, I won’t understand you. The people who are called heroes and saints, why do all of them go through such troubles? Why, does existence itself make us so ashamed and miserable?]

… ….

Who are you?

Who are they to say this to me?

I don’t know.

Maybe hallucinations.

No.

That’s all real.

But, at least not now.

Not even in the near future.

… How do I know this

Kaang!

Suddenly.

The period is stamped.

What lies in front of me is a huge chain.

No, huge chains, thousands of bundles tied together to form pillars.

A huge tower.

Maybe it’s a tree.

Innumerable weapons hung there.

Under the desolate sky, it is on the barren land.

It grew like a pillar holding up the sky.

What are you looking at?

[Someday, someone will come with the sword you made.]

A blacksmith strikes a sword.

A skinny blacksmith, a blacksmith with no eyes.

Throwing someone’s words like that out of one ear.

I hit the hot iron.

Kaang!

[This is the last time!]

Put the holy sword into the heart of the giant fox.

The golden fox complained of his pain with all sorts of screams.

However, this is not the end.

Soon, the gray-haired hero pulled out another sword hung from his waist.

The head of a giant fox.

Slashed with a single knife.

Then blood, like gold, was sprinkled as if to fill and saturate the world.

In that way.

That sword, held in the hand of the hero.

A golden beast that once engulfed the world around the head of the demon king.

The monster’s head was cut off.

On its own, that sword has enough meaning.

Even so, the sword did not bend, crack, or even break.

It is truly a famous sword.

Soon, the sword is delivered to a girl.

The hero glimpsed his future in the girl.

But.

[Sir Rueld. I don’t have the confidence to deal with this.]

So.

[I’d like to leave this to Kariel.]

The hero was happy at the girl’s request, but with a little regret, she accepted the request.

Soon.

Although he has dark hair that resembles his own wife.

Nevertheless, towards her child who has golden eyes that resemble her.

The hero bestowed the sword.

Later, when you become a knight, this will protect you.

I dare say this is the sword that cut off the demon king’s head.

I couldn’t bear to say that.

If I get a chance later.

If the time comes when we stand shoulder to shoulder together.

Whether at camp or during meals.

While boasting of his achievements at any time.

I will tell you.

I used to behead the demon king with the holy sword.

And that sword.

… The sword that the follower of the knight who gave me the only despair gave me with respect.

Even though he was the commander of the Demon King’s army, he led chivalry and protected the weak for some reason, and was braver than anyone else in front of enemies.

That there was a man called Grandeus.

Someday, I wondered if the day of confession would come.

With such complicated feelings, the hero handed the sword to his child.

Right now, it seemed too daunting to even lift it.

Someday, the day will come when you wield that skillfully.

That day….

… ….

And.

[If there is a child who comes to you to repair the sword you made, you may use it then.]

The jet-black knight.

Cut off his own arm.

It eventually changed from a lump of cast iron in the shape of an arm to a foreign object in an unknown shape that was crushed like mud in an instant.

As if raking up sand and damp soil.

The blacksmith gathered them and put them in a leather pouch.

Eventually, he reminded his son of what he had seen and heard.

[After I die, he will come to you. It is the long-cherished dream of all of us to complete it.]

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You must remember.

[As long as you do that, you are free from then on.]

Just like that.

A man.

We finally met.

When a boy with a dark expression handed over a curved sword.

He didn’t show it, but he shuddered as if he had his heart seized.

The prophecy has come true.

Even the relief knights don’t know, it’s a long-cherished wish that Grandeus passed on to his father.

I don’t know why.

But if you watch it, you’ll know.

He said that the great Grandeus peeks into the future.

Then, indeed, when this sword is completed.

… Is he coming back? Will he be resurrected?

Or not.

… ….

“… ….”

Come to think of it.

Why didn’t I think of reading the remnants of this sword, a memory or something?

No. Isn’t it only recently that I’ve been able to figure out and deal with this?

So I didn’t pay attention.

Speaking of

, It wouldn’t be strange to not have anything to say.

I don’t even have the strength to laugh, but what is the reason for the laughter leaking out?

Besides.

Now, I think I know something.

‘Ancestors.’

The thing you were talking about to me just now.

After all, they are the people of the future.

Then what ability did I have to see them?

You also got their help?

I wouldn’t have known if it had been a while ago.

Now I understand.

“I….”

Light floods.

From one side, a huge storm leans in this direction, like a great tower collapsing.

――

――――

Just like that.

Light is light.

A storm is a storm.

All those things mixed together.

In an instant, he ascended to heaven.

As if to prove the intense aftermath, the vibration that shakes the heavens and earth in an instant shakes the earth as if tearing it apart.

The intertwined light and frost became a storm and even soared into the sky.

And.

In that very moment.

Black light.

Soared vertically.

The entangled storm of light and frost.

As if being sucked in through a small gap.

Through the black beams of light.

Be sucked in.

-?

The vast calamity that boasted of its enormous volume and resounded the enormity of Mother Nature.

The volume gradually begins to decrease due to a fine ray of black light.

By the time I feel that all of that has been sucked into the black light.

The only thing left.

Soaring as if piercing the sky.

Only black pillars.

It exists as if it cuts through space and even the sky, as if it hurts.

Perfect.

It swallowed all the disasters in the area.

-No way.

Even this is all.

Did you see it?

Comrade.

How far are you?

―Are you going to make fun of life?

Even in situations where you should be willing.

What is it?

The demon king lamented.

I sighed.

And again.

… I was furious.

Really, that’s it.

The disloyal Dark Star.

It’s an unsettled black light star.