Is It Bad That the Main Character's a Roleplayer?

Chapter 447

Episode 447: We Will Be Blessed (4)

“Oh and... um.”

“Do you still have anything left to say?”

However, the adventurer, who thought he had said everything, hesitated for some reason and hesitated to turn around. It may be rude to say this to an adventurer, but he seemed like a young boy who was hesitant to confess.

“Inquisitor, once this fight is over... what do you want to do?”

“I... you mean?”

After the fight? What I would like to do?

The Inquisitor hesitated for a moment on a topic he had never thought about before. The question was so unexpected and unfamiliar that the answer did not come to mind easily.

“okay. This is the same for you too. “Is there something you want to do?”

“I... um, I want to be with Daejeon Love.”

“That’s good too. But what I want to ask is something more specific.”

What kind of work do you want to do or what kind of job do you want to have?

The two began to worry about the detailed example given by the adventurer. This was true even though it was a sentence that was not particularly difficult at first glance. The things that come to mind are so vague and vague that I cannot give a clear answer.

“I... I don’t know.”

In the end, the Inquisitor admitted. She was a person who had no idea how to live after the fight.

“is it.”

“How are you, adventurer?”

What kind of answer does the person who asked this question have in mind? What will he do when he returns home after this fight?

“I... will be the first to tell my family that I love them.”

“Family...”

“I’m going to tell my friends that I missed them so much.”

“Friend...”

She doesn’t have either. The beings who could be called family were destroyed along with the Great Temple due to the Great Devil’s work, and there was no time to make friends in the first place.

“After that, I will go to the hospital.”

“hospital? “Are you sick?”

“The body is fine.”

As the Inquisitor tried to find his own answer from the adventurer’s words, he was surprised to hear the word “hospital.” When you say hospital, don’t you mean a treatment center?

“So where does it hurt?”

“this place.”

However, in response to her question, the adventurer patted his chest. Could it be the heart that hurts?

“chest?”

“mind.”

“...In your world, adventurer, is there a place that heals heartache?”

The Inquisitor found the adventurer’s words quite awkward and put his fingers together. A place that heals the mind was an unfamiliar concept to her.

“okay. “Because physical pain is not the only pain.”

“Adventurer, are you feeling hurt right now?”

“any.”

“Then what should I do? “Medicine doesn’t work on the heart.”

At the same time, it was quite unfamiliar to me that the adventurer was a heartbroken person. This was despite the fact that I now know that he is not an emotionless or worn-out person.

“Original medicine definitely doesn’t work. But if you promise that you will live healthy and happy lives even after I am gone... my heart will feel better.”

“Ah...”

No, it’s not unfamiliar. In the Inquisitor’s next words, I immediately understood what he meant by ‘heartache’.

“Me too... I think so too.”

Even if the adventurer leaves, she will live on. As I promised in the past, I will move forward steadily even though I will be a little sad and have a little hard time.

However, at that moment when you feel sad about the empty space, if you are reminded that the adventurer is happily living in his hometown... then that sadness will fade a little. Even though they may never meet, they are clearly aware of each other’s existence.

“...I think I’ll miss you, adventurer.”

“That goes for me too. But... I can’t promise to meet again this time. sorry.”

“are you okay. “It’s not your fault, adventurer.”

Isarncol was accustomed to being held in the arms of an adventurer. The Inquisitor stared at the two people, feeling a little envious.

“Would you like to tell everyone the adventurer’s story instead of me? “Don’t let anyone in the world forget it.”

“Nice to meet you.”

I nodded my head slightly in silence and looked at Mr. Asphodel again. Maybe it’s because she has such a rare hair color, but I feel strange every time I see her.

[Nice to meet you too. I guess you’re Hawkeye’s friend?]

“I’m not sure if I can call him a friend...”

“Hey, at this level, we’re friends!”

Hawkeye said, slapping my back. I already knew that Neoksal was good, so I didn’t feel that bad. I just feel that his hands are a bit spicy.

‘I don’t think he gave me strength... I guess it’s because he’s an archer.’

Even though my senses are dull, I don’t know what will happen if I get hit seriously, if I feel like there is warmth in the spot where I got hit. I think at least the bones will come out.

[It’s amazing. I thought Hawkeye’s only friend was Mr. Crusher.]

Meanwhile, isn’t this person... hasn’t he been strangely criticizing Hawkeye since a while ago?

I was wondering if I was being oversensitive or if it was really like that, and asked the question between the two.

“What about you two? “Are you friends?”

[That can’t be possible.]

“Not even a joke.”

The two people looked at each other with straight faces as they were afraid to speak. It was a moment when it became even more unclear why the two were together.

“...Right.”

If they weren’t friends or anything more than that, why were they being together so amicably and criticizing each other? While I was wondering that question, I suddenly noticed that Asphodel’s hands were wet. It was crazy in this cold.

“this.”

The water has already frozen. I quickly took out a handkerchief and handed it to her.

“I don’t know how it got wet, but I think it would be a good idea to wash your hands.”

[Ah... Thank you.]

What if I get frostbite like that? Although I carry around a lot of things, I don’t even have extra gloves.

“As expected, Job is kind.”

“I just did my duty. Rather, why did you stay still?”

“Well...”

Hawkeye stared at Asphodel with dull eyes.

“I wasn’t considerate enough. sorry.”

It was truly a bleak relationship. What are you really doing? Are they measuring each other’s livers in case they are worshipers of the devil of lust? But even if you look at the liver, why do you look at it like this?

[Oh, I have to go now.]

“Already? “The effect of the holy water wouldn’t have completely worn off.”

[You’ve seen it before, so why don’t you watch it again? Please do as much as you like.]

...Still, I thought I had gotten used to Northerners over the past time, but I guess that wasn’t the case. I was embarrassed to see their censorship culture being stricter than I imagined.

[Don’t be too obsessed. I’ll see you again soon anyway.]

“...Okay. all right. Bye.”

I guess I got involved for no reason. I was bored waiting, I just came here out of pleasure.

“Ah, so Job. Why did Job come? “Who else are you looking for?”

I scratched my neck slightly as Hawkeye finally turned his attention to me.

“It’s nothing special, today... “I came to ask Sir Daniel and Sir Maxi if I could have dinner with them.”

“Dinner?”

“okay. “I guess I’m leaving tomorrow.”

“Oh, I see. It’s already been so long...”

“Hmm. So, since we ran into each other, I wanted to ask you if you were willing to come too...”

It just so happened to be a romantic relationship between a Northerner... or rather, a relationship? I ended up getting caught up in a battle, not knowing if I was just trying to become friends or what.

“Is Crusher coming too?”

“I think that’s probably true. I can’t be sure because someone else decided to deliver it for me. “Still, I think the likelihood of rejection is low.”

“Because Crusher loves to eat. great! “Where should I go?”

Still, Hawkeye’s invitation was successful. I told him where we were going to meet. Hawkeye happily assured that he would go until then.

“Adventurer! “I found it!”

“Oh, I guess the results are out. See you later then.”

“yes.”

In a stroke of timing, even the priest who had been away to find out the whereabouts of Daniel and Maximoyak returned. I happily turned around.