The Hero’s Brother Is Bound To Be Depressed - Chapter 300



301 – Interview

Roel’s ability to sense my presence was something I had already experienced in a previous world. But I wonder why now? As a penalty for continuing the battle, I was unconscious for three days. I was literally defenseless.

Roel, a fourth year student, was living in the academy’s dormitory. She is close enough that a 10-minute walk from the academy will take her to Modest’s secret hideout. She could have easily come to me if she wanted, but why did she show up at Modest only now, three days later?

It was unlikely that Roel had come to visit me, but to take advantage of Modest by chance. To begin with, Roel never directly used Modest in the novel. Just looking at Estelle’s reaction, as if she had never expected Roel to come here, it was clear that I was the reason she visited Modest.

Suddenly, what Ross of Longing said came to mind. Roel is not an enemy, but the hero we have longed for and longed for. I haven’t yet come to terms with that. No, I couldn’t understand it at all. This was more than once when I almost died from Ross from another world.

Roel, whom I met in the passageway before coming to this world, was a madman who swung a holy sword to kill me. At this level, it is normal for the favorability rating to be reduced to 0 or even negative.

“I think I came looking for you. “What should I do?”

I nodded to Estelle, who asked me with a perplexed expression. Anyway, since Roel senses me, I won’t be able to run away or avoid the place. If you can’t avoid it, you should enjoy it. Of course, I couldn’t have a pleasant conversation with someone who tried to kill me countless times, but I had to at least gain something.

After Estelle put back on the mask she had taken off, she opened the door and talked to Danger outside. Judging from the fact that she put her mask back on, it seems she has no intention of revealing her identity to Roel yet. Even in the novel, his identity as the leader of the Modest guild is not revealed until the end, and he is only mentioned a few times as Rosaline’s friend.

Estelle’s behavior may be an extremely natural behavior that matches the probability. If you suddenly reveal your identity here, it would be an unnatural flow that is completely different from the flow of the original work.

Two footsteps were heard outside the door. Roel, guided by Dainger, who seemed somewhat happy, entered the room and made eye contact with her. I twitched one corner of her mouth as I saw her big eyes get a little bigger and her shoulders twitch slightly reflexively.

“You look like you’ve seen a dead person’s face.”

Roel smiled bitterly at the cold mockery in his voice.

“It’s really you. “Ross.”

It looks no different from the Roel in my memories. His arms are fine, and his handsome face has no scars. The only difference is the holy sword on his back. As Roel approached the table, Estelle asked me a small question.

“Would you like me to leave for a moment?”

If I hadn’t explained about the other world, I would have asked them to leave so they could talk alone. But Estelle already knows a lot from my explanation. I’m not sure that she’ll be on my side, but with what I’ve experienced so far, the Estelle in front of me will definitely be helpful to me, at least for her own curiosity.

“As long as the seat is not uncomfortable, it’s okay to be around.”

Estelle nodded vigorously. There will be a lot of information you can gain just by watching our conversations from the side. There was no way Estelle didn’t know that, so she was so happy.

Roel’s hand slowly moved towards the holy sword he was carrying on his back. Estelle looked at her Roel with a nervous expression for a moment, but I watched Roel with her calm face.

I had an intuition that Roel would never swing his sword at me. This is a situation where I, who was dead, came back. Roel can even see that my soul has not been tainted by the devil.

I judged that it was unlikely that Roel, who had come to see me out of curiosity, would suddenly swing his sword. That prediction was correct. Since he couldn’t sit on a chair with the holy sword on his back, he was trying to hang the holy sword next to the table.

Roel sat on the chair across from Estelle, and Estelle sat next to me. Roel, who glanced at Estel, turned his head to me and said.

“I don’t know what to say first. This is the first time a dead person has come back alive… .”

There was silence in the room for a moment. It is a crossroads of choice. I had to decide whether to be aggressive towards Roel or to start a conversation in a friendly and rational manner. After thinking for a moment, I decided on my attitude and looked intently into Roel’s eyes.

“You already know that the Ross you killed and I are different beings, right?”

It was not an aggressive tone filled with emotion, nor was it a friendly voice exchanged in a friendly relationship. It was close to a dry voice that seemed to treat others thoroughly.

Roel, who was looking at me silently, smiled slightly at me.

“That’s right, that makes it even more surprising. Because Ross’ soul and other souls are mixed together. “I was a little worried that the devil might have used your soul to create a new chimera or something, so I even brought the holy sword.”

“So, what’s it like to meet you in person? Do you think it was a good idea to bring the holy sword?”

I deliberately said it with a bit of sarcasm to gauge Roel’s reaction. Roel looked away with a faint smile and then came back to meet her eyes. Those blue eyes were slightly watery.

“No, even if the souls are mixed, I have no doubt that the person in front of me is my younger brother Ross.”

What Roel said was not a lie. He could clearly feel the sincerity in his voice. I could believe that she trusted me to the point where she turned her back on me.

So I was even more confused. Roel, from the world I was originally in, always believed in me and always supported me. Even if it was a feeling of guilt about being a parasitic created by the possibility of stealing everything from me, it was an undeniable truth that Roel truly cared about me and cared about me like a loving family member.

But it was also an undeniable truth that Roel tried to kill me. As if he had recklessly swung his sword for the salvation of a world on the verge of destruction, or to become one with himself, or just because he saw me in the passage.

In a way, there was no need to think about Roel in a complicated way. It is Roel who is willing to kill even her truly beloved lover with her own hands for the sake of everyone’s salvation. In fact, it was Roel who killed his lover Ilia in a world on the verge of destruction.

It is convenient to think of Roel as someone who can wield a sword for his own justice, even if it is for his beloved family. However, if I simply define Roel that way, I will never understand what Ross of Longing meant by ‘the hero we longed for and longed for’.

So what I can do is to understand Roel a little through conversation. For what purpose you act, and what is the ending you truly dream of. If the scene seen in the cult leader’s trap is true, is this really an endless cycle of regression? All those questions could be solved by understanding Roel.

“You came to see me later than expected? “I thought he would come find me as soon as he sensed my presence.”

Roel’s eyes, who were making eye contact with me, wavered, and he answered in a slightly subdued voice.

“you… You know my secret. Seeing as I think I can sense your presence… .”

“Yes, I am from a different world than here.”

Although it was an extremely insufficient amount of information without context or consideration for the other person, Roel interpreted it accurately.

“I see, I understand a little bit now. The sense of defeat and defeat you always felt when looking at me has disappeared, and your appearance has become much more manly than before… .”

Roel nodded as if he understood and continued.

“You there are different from here… “It looks like he was able to grow into a good man.”

Roel’s voice was mixed with complex emotions. Perhaps he is regretting his decision to kill me, who sold my soul to the devil. Maybe she thinks that if she had not given up and stopped her younger brother, she might have grown up to be like me now.

But Roel soon smiled. His regret was only temporary, and he seemed to believe that his choice was the best.

I felt strangely excited by Roel’s appearance. The reason I came to this world was to compare the world that followed the flow of the original work with the world in which the discarded settings were revived and see what changes were made in probability.

The Roel in front of me was a Roel who followed the flow of the original work, and was the character I understood the most. I had a strong intuition that if I could find the differences between the Roel of the world I was in and the Roel of the original, many questions would be resolved.