The Hero’s Brother Is Bound To Be Depressed - Chapter 314



315 – A chance to become stronger

When Roel said that he had killed the Fairy King, my mind began to read the flow as it pleased. It wasn’t a difficult problem. Roel even told us the reason why he killed the Fairy King. He got the hint, so it’s not difficult to read the flow.

After some time passed, I was finally able to understand Roel’s actions. The Fairy King was a necessary ally in the fight against the Demon King. However, since Roel intended to save everyone before the Demon King descends on the human world, the need for the Fairy King to be active in the latter half of the story disappears.

If Roel’s plan goes according to plan, the world will be destroyed anyway. Since the intention was to end everything before the Fairy King’s vacancy appeared, killing the Fairy King and absorbing his power at this point was, in a way, the most efficient choice.

It was not a choice an average person could make. It is a suitable choice for possessors who value efficiency. Therefore, it was a choice that Roel, who continued his many dreams with the goal of saving everyone, could make.

While I was silent as I was trying to organize my thoughts, Roel, who had put his hand on the table, rested his chin.

“Why did I kill the Fairy King…?” “You don’t ask why?”

Roel’s question mixed with laughter made me realize my mistake. The natural response for Ross would have been to grab him by the collar and yell at him, asking if he was crazy. But now, I coolly analyzed Roel’s words and chose silence. This is because, unlike before, I understood Roel’s actions with my head.

Roel did not miss my change like a wild beast.

“… “It seems like it’s not just the appearance that has changed.”

That little muttering made goosebumps run up my arms and down my back.

The tea I spilled on my hand dried and felt sticky. After wiping it with my pants to get rid of the stickiness, I raised my head and made eye contact with Roel.

Even though we were facing each other with only a table in between, I couldn’t tell what kind of emotion Roel was looking at me with. Also, I didn’t know how to view Roel. As the silence began to subside again, I sighed I don’t know how many times.

“Are you ever tired?”

Unfiltered thoughts without context or intention, without passing through the brain, suddenly came out of my mouth. This was because the image of Roel, who was crying after losing everything, overlapped for a moment.

Rather, the question with its strange timing shook Roel, who was relaxed. Seeing her bite her lip and smile as if trying to hide her emotions, I suddenly realized that Roel was also a person with a racing heart.

“If you are never tired… “That would be false.”

“But I have no intention of giving up.”

“Yes, that’s right. “Because I am that kind of person.”

Roel responded with a smile and added:

“But I hope you don’t.”

This time I was caught off guard. I unconsciously asked with a bitter look on my face.

“Are you better off in the past when you gave up on everything than now when you don’t give up?”

I wondered if he preferred his depressed younger brother who was struggling with a sense of inferiority. Maybe that thought was born out of an inferiority complex.

“huh.”

This is a good answer that can be interpreted in various ways. A normal Roel would have added various kind explanations to avoid misunderstanding. However, Roel’s answer was only a firm and short one.

“… why?”

“Because I know you better than you think.”

I didn’t understand the answer. As I frowned slightly, Roel straightened his chin and spoke in a lower voice than usual.

“The reasons why people become strong are different for each person. For some, it is love, and for others, it is honor, dreams, justice, and righteousness. “It’s like a predetermined fate.”

Roel paused for a moment, took a sip of lemon balm tea, and smiled bitterly.

“What do you think was your trigger?”

Roel asked with serious, sunken eyes. It looks like he is expecting a serious answer. So, I took a sip of her tea and thought about it carefully.

The worries didn’t last long. The reason I wanted to become stronger and the reason I wanted the true ending of this world was simple. It was all because of one person.

Luna is the person who taught me about love, something I didn’t know about and thought I would never know. She is the person who made me, who was an insignificant person with an inferiority complex, feel like I was special. I could do anything for Luna.

“love. “It must be love.”

The moment I answered that with a confident voice, I realized that Roel was looking at me with kind eyes. It wasn’t a secret battle of moves where they tried to read each other’s thoughts just a moment ago, but it was just the way the older brother looked at the younger.

Roel looked at me blankly, then sighed and closed his eyes. When she opened her eyes again, the kindness in Roel’s eyes had disappeared. There wasn’t even a trace left, as if I was mistaken.

Roel spoke with his cool blue eyes shining as if they were looking right through me.

“No, it’s not love. “That answer is wrong.”

I felt embarrassed rather than dumbfounded by that clear denial.

“What is wrong?”

“My question was not about reasons to become stronger, but about opportunities to become stronger.”

Roel’s answer was true. Being able to do anything for Luna was my goal to become stronger. The purpose is not the trigger. So what is the reason I become stronger?

Feeling inferior? jealousy? Or is it just a simple desire?

“You mean you know the answer that I don’t know?”

Roel quietly lowered his eyes and answered.

“know.”

“… .”

I raised my hand and stroked my face once.

“Every time you lose something, you become stronger.”

There can be no doubt about Roel’s words, as he has experienced various Loss in numerous worlds.

“A loved one. colleagues. And every time I lose a friend.”

Funny enough, Roel’s sincerity in his voice seemed to be on my side this time. Unlike her cold face and cold eyes when she spoke firmly, I could clearly sense that her voice contained unconcealed concern for me.

There was something to be learned from that worry. Roel would have killed me countless times in many worlds. There may have been times when it wasn’t, but the saintess who possessed me with Ross in order to stop her Roel would have used her invisible hand to push my back to confront Roel for that purpose.

However, through my countless deaths, I could see that Roel had never once gotten used to my death. The proof is that Roel genuinely cares about me.

No matter what world it was, to Roel, I was his unchanging loving family member and younger brother.

I wasn’t moved by that feeling. Rather, I just realized how firmly Roel thought his actions were right.

Roel is not a psychopath. Her improbability caused me to steal emotions that Roel could not experience, but through it, Roel was able to sympathize with her vulnerable person and shed tears at her sadness.

Roel is just willing to kill his beloved younger brother for the sake of everyone. Because that is the setting of a utilitarian hero.

“So you’re saying I shouldn’t be strong so I don’t lose something? How come that sounds like a threat?”

“I’m telling you not to be impatient. “Because you are doing well enough now.”

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After saying that, Roel continued speaking with clear determination.

“I want you to forget about the church and everything else… I hope you have fun every day with Luna and her club friends. “I will take care of everything you worry about.”

At those words, a flash of realization occurred in my mind. The reason why Roel has been so obsessed with my safety.

Surely in another world, Ross would have acted to save the world. Just as the crazy Jamie hijacked the portal and attacked me, Ross in another world may have been hit by an unexpected variable.

Ross, who was not so lucky, would have lost his life in a confrontation with the church. Would Roel, who found a way to make his brother happy forever without killing him, really stand by and watch Ross die before he could become one with him?

The warning Roel had given me earlier came to mind.

“I will do anything to protect you. If you don’t keep your promise… I will force you to leave the academy, even if it means forcing you. Even if I break your limbs, make you an asshole, and lock you in the basement, I will make sure you never die. “Because I’m your older brother.”

Maybe it wasn’t just a warning. There is no way Roel would have ignored his warning and left Ross exposed to a situation where his life was in danger. They would have broken his limbs as a warning and locked him in the basement until he was ready.

For Roel, it was a way to save his beloved brother from being killed by his own hands and to eternal happiness.

Since I had no intention of being dragged into the basement and waiting for destruction, my answer was practically predetermined.

“… “Then it’s good for me.”

Seeing Roel smiling with satisfaction, I also put a fake smile on my face.