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

Chapter 374

Episode 374: Knowing each step (8)

“Why on earth...!!”

Why did you come here? How did you get here? Why did you come at this time?

Question after question coiled around my brain like an Ouroboros snake. The scales of emotion that eat my body and fall as it grows are so distorted that their color tone is difficult to recognize.

“Why now...!”

I wish you hadn’t come. If only the girl hadn’t shown up right now, I wouldn’t have had to give up.

If she hadn’t come at this moment, I would have...

“...Great warrior.”

I am...

“...Pipe player.”

I wouldn’t have done anything.

Because I just didn’t want to choose anymore, so I decided to wait for someone else’s choice. Truly cowardly and weak.

“Ah... he is the real Great Warrior...”

But in the end, she had to make her own decision. Instead of protecting the remains of the family he desperately wanted, he decided to capture a girl he had only just met.

It was such a strange thing. A meeting that took place less than two weeks couldn’t have been more burdensome than something I’ve been waiting for for nearly 30 years. The existence that proves her life itself is not lightness due to a passing relationship.

“...why.”

Why is she here?

“Why did you come to see me like this...”

Part of me wants to go back to the coffin containing my sisters right now. I want to stop the Deathbringer from heading there. I would rather close my eyes than see something taken away from my flesh and blood even in death.

“Why do you all throw away your lives so easily?”

But every time that desire tried to take over my head, the life in my arms flinched and showed off its presence. Cracked breath, a wide smile, and trembling. With just that kind of signal, her body is completely captured.

“why...!”

Berserk held his breath tightly, not knowing whether he wanted to cry or get angry. Then, a chill that gave me goosebumps came. It was a chill that was so disgusting that it was extremely similar to the last time she hugged her older sister.

“...Daejeon History.”

Even the breath you exhale is entangled with frost. Like a snow fairy who assimilates into the snowy field and disappears.

“You said it.”

do not do that. don’t go.

Berserk tightened his grip on the voice that seemed to melt at any moment. The breathing of the girl trapped in Berserk’s large hand and arms became a little louder.

“I thought I could go anywhere... I could become anything...”

And a wide smile appeared in that breath. It was the smile of a person who smiled without knowing what his situation was or how big of a deal the girl had just committed.

“Then Daejeonsa... can’t I be the reason you live?”

Ah, why is the world so terrible and cruel?

Berserk’s face darkened.

* * *

Deathbringer approached the coffin after confirming that Berserk was running towards the girl. The platinum-haired person with a flower in his ear is surprisingly calm despite all the commotion. Well, it’s natural since he’s dead.

“...May the deceased rest in peace.”

He sometimes spoke the words adventurers used to say about dead people. There wasn’t much of a reason. Adventurers are people who seem to have mastered etiquette and manners, even if they sometimes go against the rules of this place. I felt like I could express enough respect and admiration for this person if he said what he said.

“And... I’m sorry.”

Of course, under normal circumstances, I would have just said ‘I’m sorry’ and passed it on. Just like we did before when we cut up the corpse and sold it.

But if this person is truly Berserk’s family, he should never be like that.

He lifted up the dead man’s body as politely as possible. Since what was needed was the vertebrae, it was inevitable that it would turn over. The bodies belonging to the girl and the woman whirled around.

“Okay.”

The pain had become so intense that my heart, which had become pale, moved forward one step at a time.

“ha.”

And when you finally reach the dragon’s chest. She lifted the vertebrae and looked at them. The vertebrae, frozen with blood and flesh stuck together, look like a statue of something because their color is bronze.

If you were to ask what the statue represents, the only answers you would get would be something like a spear or a centipede.

“...ah.”

Still, I don’t want to send it away. This is also my sister’s, so I don’t want to let her go just for that reason.

She shed tears as she held the bone in her hand. Breaking up was something that hurt so much no matter how many times it was repeated.

“You have to keep breathing.”

“Huh...”

“Nari, please tell me there’s something helpful inside... tell me you put warm water or something like that...”

But now I have to let it go. Because it’s too late to go back anymore.

“Alsvidr....”

Oh dear sister. You are saving someone till the end.

Berserk threw Vidr’s bones into the hole in the flesh with the feeling of tearing out his own heart. Sigh. The bone fragment slipped inside and touched the restored heart.

3/5. The size of the heart, which was exactly half, increased at once and began to emit tremendous radiance.

Rumbling!

The eyeballs, which were pale and open as if dead, became clear and the dragon’s head lifted up again.

Wow! A much clearer and clearer cry, qualitatively different from the roar that the Deathbringer had experienced, came from its throat and into the air.

Whoa!

At the same time, the spiderweb-like threads connecting the dragon’s milky-white body and the cave began to glow with small rays of light. It was as if something was flowing in and something was flowing out through him.

Twinkles went back and forth in both directions, brightening up the cave.

“This is...”

There is a halo of light everywhere, but it is not blinding. It was as soft as if a candle had been lit during the day. It’s definitely there, but the presence isn’t strong.

Berserk instinctively reached out to the soft light.

[then no.]

“...!”

However, her actions were blocked by a familiar yet unfamiliar voice.

It was a voice I had definitely heard sometime ago but could not remember.

“...bi dr?”

Who on earth is the owner of this voice? Who is stopping her now? Before she could even figure it out, she instinctively called out a name.

It was a name engraved in her blood and soul.

[...I’ve been asleep for too long. Bagur has come to this world.]

But instead of answering her call, the owner of the voice uttered another sound. It seemed like he was avoiding it. Desperation and impatience began to build up in Berserk’s heart.

“Answer me! Bidr Bidr is that you?!”

[Ah... Was there someone who did my work for me? Endless glory and gratitude to you.]

“Alsvidr—!”

She saw the dragon not answering her and tried to approach him. “Cough.” However, a girl’s cough was heard from behind. Berserk’s feet hesitated for a split second.

[Also, bird of noble flame, there is no way for me to resolve the situation right now. I want to callously demand your death.]

However, while she hesitated, the dragon bent its neck and head. The light from his body spreads strongly along threads like a spider’s web, coloring the world milky white.

[Ah, it is time for the eternal sun to rise.]

The midnight sun has come to the frozen land.

It was the arrival of a sun that would not set for three years.