The Soldier Shouted Save - Chapter 44



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The soldier shouted save (44)

The Room of Destiny where you can view information about the warriors.

If there was anyone else there besides me, it was obvious who it would be.

‘Are you a warrior?’

-Thump, thump.

The Room of Destiny, where the room structure changes randomly to the sound of your footsteps.

She hides behind a wall rising from the ground and watches the man.

“hmm….”

A man is seen stretching his fingers into the air, pondering something.

As I was carefully examining the man, wondering if I could possibly get another helper like Hye-rin, someone slowly walked up to me.

“…Why are you here, sir?”

Familiar footsteps and voices.

If this was a space where other warriors besides me could enter, it was only natural that Hye-rin could enter as well.

‘You said you had work to do until tomorrow, was this the room of destiny?’

Hyelin stares at my face with a confused look.

“Hi, this is difficult.”

As the man turned towards us, Hye-rin, who had been looking bewildered, quickly reached out her hand.

“Private room, created.”

As soon as he finished speaking, Hye-rin disappeared from sight.

[‘Lee Hye-rin’ invited you to her ‘private room’.]

-Do you agree?

As I quickly reach for the writing before the man spots me, my body shifts to another location.

A red sofa and chair, and a large bed.

‘Did Hye-rin do it?’

As they were looking at the room that strangely seemed to fit Hye-rin’s taste, Hye-rin, who had arrived first, sat down on the sofa and said.

“It’s a private room. No one else can enter except us.”

A room with no visible entrance or exit.

“So, why are you here, sir?”

He says this while recalling the first time he entered the Room of Destiny.

“I don’t even know why I’m in a place where only warriors are allowed to enter.”

“… You don’t know? Didn’t you see the same message in front of your eyes?”

Is Lee Hye-rin a trustworthy person?

After a brief moment of thought about how much to say, he sits down in the chair across from Hye-rin and tells her the truth honestly.

“I was a palace soldier when I came back to my hometown, and suddenly letters appeared before my eyes. That was the first time.”

At that time, when I fought against 22 goblins and fought against the shadow that swallowed up the village, Grimgal,

Then, as I briefly explain the story of how I met the necromancer in Dane Village and Hye-rin in Tallinn, Hye-rin opens her mouth wide and lets out an exclamation.

“… Wow, it’s amazing that you haven’t died until now.”

The reason I left out the story about saving is not because I don’t trust Hye-rin.

What I’m wary of is the palace’s interrogation techniques.

Actually, to put it nicely, it’s an interrogation. I’ve heard that they bring in rebellious warriors, drug them, make them mentally close to children, and inflict pain on them to extract information.

‘If you don’t know there’s a save, you can’t come up with a plan.’

Whenever he has free time, he logs into the Imperial Palace Guild as the spirit of ‘Jang Jin-woo’ to check the latest information and return the guild stones that were turned to dust by killing himself.

The priority has been lowered, but they still haven’t given up on Croa and Hye-rin.

It’s a good idea to block even the slightest possibility that the problem can’t be solved by saving.

“So, you chose the path of destiny to become a warlock?”

“To be exact, you made a mistake by choosing a wizard.”

“… Hmm, since NPCs also have initial jobs, I think someone like that would be at level 3 or 4?”

A look of deep thought, as if he believed what I said at face value and let go of all his guard.

He asks Hye-rin about the situation earlier.

“Who was that man earlier?”

“It’s one of two things. Either a newbie or someone who belongs to the Imperial Guild.”

“Newbie?”

“No, I’m not a beginner… um, think of me as someone who just recently came from the world I used to live in to this place.”

With those words, Hye-rin, who had been moving her fingers dazzlingly toward the air as if playing an instrument, stops moving and shows something.

“I’ve bookmarked the things you should read.”

“Favorites?”

“Do you see the stars next to the posts? Press them one by one with your finger and read them all.”

I look at what appears before my eyes at Hye-rin’s words.

[NEW Updated list of Palace Assassins]☆

[Don’t write your location here. I’ll also look at the Hwanggungdo posts.]☆

[Are these guys crazy? Why are they trying to kill me when I didn’t do anything?]☆

[There are those who give up the war and surrender to the palace, but don’t do it, it’s a dog’s death]☆

[… X-Fuck. There are so many traitorous bastards. All the information was leaked and they were waiting for it all. You can never win.]☆

Things related to the palace.

As Hye-rin said, I selected the text with my finger and looked at the content. It was full of content about a war between warriors belonging to the palace and those who were not.

“I was going to roughly memorize the content here and tell you, sir. Well, that’s a good thing. Is there any information you’re curious about?”

The level of use of the Room of Destiny was different when there were real warriors.

It’s a different level from me, who had been searching for text by stammering with my voice.

He thinks for a moment and then tells Hye-rin.

“Search for Lee Hyeon-seong.”

“Uh… Just a moment. I’ll search for it and share it with you.”

As Hye-rin moves her fingers dazzlingly, the letters before her eyes change.

[Search for posts containing the keyword ‘Lee Hyun-seong’.]

[―This post has been deleted―]

[―This post has been deleted―]

[―This post has been deleted―]

A bunch of texts filled with the same title.

I clicked on one of them, but it was a blank page with no content.

“There’s only one. Did you delete them all?”

As I lowered my gaze slightly, I thought I knew what Hye-rin was talking about.

[Noel’s Diary [Locked]]☆

The only one with a different title.

Hyelin shakes her head as she fiddles with something.

“The one with the lock icon is a password, either 0000 or 1234. Try it and if it doesn’t work, give up. I’ll find something else for you to look at.”

It seemed like a record that could only be viewed with a password, like an information guild.

‘Was it 62486?’

When I thought of a password in numeric format, the above number came to mind.

A password given to frequent visitors to the Information Guild.

If you wrote down the above number and gave it to them at an information center disguised as an inn, they would pretend to be a guest and talk to you and ask for the information you wanted.

‘How do you enter numbers?’

Should I speak out loud?

I touch the title with the lock shape drawn on it and try to ask Hye-rin.

―The post will be displayed.

The text was read as is.

“I talked to the bird that came to greet me through the window every day.

My friend told me everything, from how cold he was, how hungry he was, to how much he wanted to leave the orphanage.

One day, I told this to the director, and he scolded me for muttering in a place where there was nothing.

I looked through the window the director had been looking through. The bird was dead.

I realized that I was talking to a spirit and not a living bird, so I buried the dead bird outside my window.

From that day on, the bird never came to greet me again.

But more and more things with strange appearances began to appear.

… I became afraid of myself.

As the title suggests, Noel’s diary is written in length.

‘Did someone recognize her talent for black magic, so she was adopted and ended up marrying into the Walker family?’

The only black magician who can confidently walk around in the sun is Walker, who has received the blessing of the World Tree.

The place where Noel was adopted is also probably related to the Walker family.

‘… But why did the text appear without a password? What did Noel do when he entered my body?’

Details that only the parties involved would know.

Putting aside the question, I read the backstory of Noel’s rise to the top of the dark magicians and his meeting with Lee Hyeon-seong, and Hye-rin raised her voice with wide eyes.

“What, did you crack the code?”

“It just opened?”

“… Did you just leave the password blank? Anyway, now you’re going to choose the path of destiny? I’ve bookmarked the related stuff, so you can look through the rest yourself. I also have a lot to memorize to finish my job change…”

Hye-rin, lying on the sofa looking at the ceiling as if she has a lot to do, is busily fiddling with the air and mumbling something.

It seemed like he was memorizing information related to magic.

‘The path of destiny.’

The one at the end of the first path of destiny was a black magician.

This time, for the second time, I carefully read through each and every strategy guide and job description that Hye-rin had bookmarked.

‘Monster Hunter?’

What I became interested in was a job that specialized in hunting marijuana.

Among the long texts, the one that says it has the most powerful long-range sniping ability is impressive, so I take a closer look.

‘If I have this, I can consider more options.’

If you know your opponent’s hiding places and movements through saving and can snipe them, you can face stronger enemies.

‘Would you like to see something else?’

I have my heart set on being a monster hunter, but I’m looking into other professions.

As you progress through the advanced stages, you become a wizard who has to solve mind-boggling calculations.

A wandering swordsman who can aspire to higher levels of swordsmanship.

An informant who specializes in killing people and can even learn how to use daggers, bows, and poisons.

After reading the summary of what the outcome of that destiny path will be, you make your final decision.

“I choose the path of destiny as a monster hunter.”

[Caution: Once a fate is chosen, it cannot be undone.]

[Would you still choose the path of a ‘monster hunter’?]

“okay.”

When I raise my voice as if I’m talking to myself, the light in front of my eyes starts to shine as if it’s sucking me in.

The back of the man seen in front of me.

‘Did you say it showed the future of the career you chose?’

According to the strategy guide, I should have been shown with the ‘Monster Hunter’ equipment.

But when the man who had been turning his back turned towards me, what I saw was a swordsman holding a long sword.

‘It’s strange that monster hunters don’t only use bows.’

Was there a mistake?

Let’s check out other posts, away from the ones that have been followed without fail.

I looked through all five posts and there didn’t seem to be any mistakes in the method.

[The ‘Path of the Wandering Inspector’ has been chosen.]

In the end, the path of fate was decided regardless of my choice.

‘It’s not like fate is set in stone.’

Contrary to expectations, learning swordsmanship was also one of the main options.

Something that can no longer be undone.

‘Once your destiny is decided, I told you to look through the job scenarios and quests.’

As written in the post, I searched for the wandering inspector and looked through the strategy guide.

A brief description of the wandering swordsman who roams the continent improving his swordsmanship.

And then you learn the secret arts, quests, and fierce battles hidden in each region, and open your eyes to the rules of the inspectors.

[‘Coincidences’ and ‘incidents’ will come to you to help you learn excellent swordsmanship.]

Thanks to Hye-rin, most of what needed to be done in the Room of Destiny was finished.

‘Let’s find out more about the Wandering Inspector and the Palace before time runs out.’

How many hours passed as the investigation continued?

Whether it was because time flowed differently or because I was too focused, my time in the Room of Destiny was quickly coming to an end.

[Exit the ‘Room of Destiny’.]

The room in the mansion we returned to.

I blinked and scanned my changed field of vision, and saw a familiar person sitting in the chair next to the bed.

“… Ah, that.”

Marie Walker’s face turned bright red, as if she was quite embarrassed.

I sat down on the bed and asked Marie.

“…Why are you here?”

As requested by Marie Walker, I consider this a private meeting and speak informally.

Marie Walker, who had been moving her eyes busily here and there, clears her throat and raises her voice.

“Look, I came to talk to you about compensation. Just like Allen said, I’ll give you a reward commensurate with your performance.”

What Marie held out as if she had prepared it was a wooden sign that gave off a soft light.

“This is a wooden sign that represents the Walker’s lord’s representative. When you need the Walker’s name, hold out this sign made from the bark of the World Tree and state the Walker’s name.”

When I looked at the wooden plaque with surprised eyes at those words, I saw that the name ‘Allen’ was engraved on it.

If you’re not careful, you could abuse your position as an agent and put Walker in danger, but you’re giving him something like this.

I bowed my head obediently.

“I will accept it as Walker’s second home.”

Marie says this with a smile as if she is not finished yet.

“If you show them that pattern and go to the Merchant Guild, they will be able to retrieve the gold coins you were given as a reward.”

Along with the agent pass, there are also gold coins.

How much did they pay in compensation?

When I looked up out of curiosity, Marie smiled and said this.

“I gave it to you without any shortcomings.”

It is a fair price to pay for saving Walker, but the authors of the nobles are making up all sorts of nonsense to avoid paying this price.

Moreover, it was impossible not to have high expectations, since the lord of Walker, who had become one of the wealthiest people in the world, gave them in abundance, even though they could no longer harvest the leaves of the world tree.

“I was lucky to come to Walker.”

When I say that, Marie Walker smiles happily, but then makes a bitter expression.

“Actually, I didn’t come here for the maintenance. … I came here to soothe my weary mind.”

To some extent, I could understand Marie Walker’s mind.

The punishment of Galeod, who had colluded with the black magician, was handed down in the name of the Freya religion.

“I promised myself that I would make your days more miserable than happy, but when Galeord died, I felt relieved. … My dead mother would be sad to hear this news.”

Noel, who died when Marie Walker was only two years old.

After giving birth to her second daughter and Goyle, she frowns at the thought of her own mother dying so soon due to Gale Odd’s abuse.

“Who said that?”

“… My nanny told me. She’s not at the mansion right now.”

Completely different from Noel’s diary that I read in the Room of Destiny.

What really happened?

‘It doesn’t make sense that Noel, who rose to the top of the dark magicians, was abused by Galeod.’

I decided that Noel’s diary was more likely and told my second daughter about the diary.

“In fact, while I was staying in the secret study, I had a conversation with Noel’s spirit.”

“… Yes? With your mother?”

“I don’t know exactly what happened, but I’ll tell you exactly what I heard.”

I started telling the story as if I had heard it through a conversation with a spirit, from ‘Noel’s Diary’ that I had seen.

When I tell her the story of how she showed talent for black magic at an orphanage, was adopted, and married into the Walker family, who had been learning black magic for generations, Marie nods her head and says, “Ah.”

“… That’s right, there was actually a rumor going around that my mother was from an orphanage.”

Noel Walker, who took over the Walker family’s bedroom with his talent as a genius in black magic.

According to the diary, he used black magic to take away the consciousness of an angry Galeord who came into his room, made him bark like a dog, and then sent him back after inflicting some injuries on his body.

“You and Goyle suffered from a great fever, and you inherited too much dark magic to be able to call a priest. So, with the help of a dark magician named Choi Sang-jin, you were saved by infusing them with werewolf blood.”

However, Noel Walker, who realized that he only had a few days left to live due to his innate dark magic power, met Lee Hyun-seong while he was having a difficult day, and it is said that he left the mansion every night to teach Lee Hyun-seong dark magic.

The last part is about cutting off a finger, burying it in the mansion, and writing a diary while feeling death.

“I said I left you a letter. Didn’t you see it?”

Marie Walker says with a bitter look on her face.

“Gail Odd burned all of my mother’s things. … When I pulled out the things I was carrying, he threw the burning things in my face.”

It seems that after Noel died, he realized that he had been tricked by black magic and took out his anger on himself.

Marie Walker’s scars from trauma.

I said, looking quietly at the scar hidden by her long hair.

“I will tell Croa to erase the scar.”

“… Yes? But, divine power… .”

“If you have the blessing of the World Tree, it will be fine. Nothing will go wrong, so give it a try.”

The scars could have gotten worse because of the divine power, but it was okay.

If healing fails, you can just roll it back.

“…Thank you, Allen.”

I smiled following Marie.

* * *

It’s been over a month since I stayed at Walker.

The Raoul Pool, which was created through collaboration with the Druids, covered Walker and was becoming a hot topic among the people of the territory due to its unique sweetness and its ability to purify even minor illnesses.

“I plan to actively participate in social gatherings from now on. Wouldn’t it be great publicity if I said that the scar on my face disappeared thanks to Raul Leaf?”

It was said that the scar had completely disappeared thanks to Croa’s divine power, but it was a scar that had taken root as a trauma.

I couldn’t help but laugh out loud at the thought of using such a scar to promote Raoul Leaf.

“So… would you like to go to the meeting with me as my partner?”

Could it be because the scars have disappeared and her beautiful appearance has become even more radiant?

I had been unknowingly falling for Marie for nearly two months, but I had no intention of staying.

“I heard that the most famous bard on the continent of Gerard has come to Walker.”

A red sword that cuts down stars.

A song that tells the story of the best swordsman on the continent, Geomseong, and the wandering swordsman who brought down that star.

I had no intention of staying in Walker.

“I intend to follow the minstrel Galtarang to Red Hale.”

[The second path of destiny leads you.]

The path of destiny was calling me to the city of metal.