Only I Am Immune to Magic

Chapter 081. despair

The jet-black knight had never given a blessing since he fell asleep.

So Aaron was treated more specially by people.

It was only natural that a hero who had never given a blessing in the past thousand years had given it for the first time.

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“you’re right. This is your armor.”

Aaron stroked Apophis.

A hero’s memento can only be obtained by proving that you are blessed by that hero and by persuading the manager of the memento.

However, Aaron was proudly wearing Oberyn’s memento even though he was not blessed.

It was evidence that he overcame the aforementioned conditions on his own.

“Did you impersonate me? What a bold boy.”

Oberyn said with a strange face.

Even though he had committed the disrespect of impersonating a hero, he was not angry.

The moment he first met the group, he realized that it was Aaron who had solved his riddle.

Aaron had a foreign power that the strong people he had seen so far did not have.

An unknown power that is essentially different from that of this world.

It was a power unknown even to Oberin, who was called the first sword master.

“I couldn’t help it. Because the hero who should be active the most has gone into hiding like a rat.”

Aaron spat out a barbed word.

“You have not revealed your presence once in the past thousand years. No one knew why. Why didn’t the hero who was the first to face the demons give a blessing? Why don’t you go out for the continent like other heroes? Why?”

“… … .”

Oberyn stiffened.

Aaron paused for a while and then drove a wedge.

“You were a coward, a scumbag, and a pervert.”

“Aaron!”

Nesty called out to Aaron sharply.

Then, after staring at him for a moment, he sighed and lowered his eyes.

“Ariel-nim is angry. It’s hard to control.”

Nesty said in a trembling voice.

Ariel hadn’t shown much of her feelings since the moment she first gave her blessing.

Even if that happened, I used to give advice in a gentle and gentle way, but this time it was different.

She was expressing her anger toward Aaron unfiltered.

It seemed that reason was blown away by the unscrupulous figure of using and insulting the hero who saved the continent.

“Whoa… … .”

Nesty closed her eyes and took a deep breath.

A fury seething from within tormented her.

His calm face twitched nonstop, and his clenched fists trembled.

If I didn’t close my eyes, I felt like I was going to punch Aaron right in the face.

“Ariel.”

It was none other than Oberyn who calmed the boiling anger.

He looked at Nesti, who was struggling, and spoke quietly.

“Stop it. Your anger hurts me more.”

“… … You did nothing wrong.”

dump-

Nesty muttered with a dazed face, then sat down as her legs gave way.

Ariel, who couldn’t stand it, eventually suppressed her spirit and said a word.

“Ugh… … .”

Nesty groaned and clutched her chest.

Although it was short-lived, the aftereffects of the possession were great.

My heart was pounding like it was about to burst, and my whole body lost all strength.

‘I’m sorry.’

As I was trying to control my body, I heard Ariel’s voice from deep inside my heart.

A hero’s possession is beyond the power of the Sephirot.

If possessed for a long time, the wrath of the god could be incurred and the soul of the blessed person as well as the hero could be endangered.

‘are you okay.’

Nesty did not resent her hero.

It was because I felt the desperate heart of thinking of my ex-lover.

cluck-

Raast, who had been quietly observing the situation, swallowed dryly.

I wanted to hear a cool answer about what the hell was going on, but my mouth couldn’t move because of the heavy air that was pressing down on my shoulders.

“I did not speak my mind. You know.”

said Aaron, looking at Oberyn.

There were no thorns in his voice now.

“… … okay. That’s not your idea.”

Oberyn nodded after a while.

Coward, trash, immoral… It was something he had been saying to himself for a long time.

a thousand years ago.

When the Asmodian Grand Duke Azazel attacked his homeland, he was wandering around the empire for training.

Azazel was subjugated early thanks to the hastily formed allied forces, but the Hadman estate he touched became an uninhabitable land.

Count Hadman, who was the owner of the territory, succumbed to the demons and became a lich, and all the people who lived there became undead and evil spirits and roamed the Nine Heavens.

Oberyn’s family was no exception.

Father and mother, younger brothers and sisters who have not blossomed yet.

The entire family, who had been counting on Oberyn’s success, died in agony after being captured by demons.

The death of his family awakened his swordsmanship, which had been at a standstill for a long time.

It was thanks to him that he earned the nickname of the first sword master, the jet-black knight.

“I have been constantly cutting demons with the power I gained from the sacrifice of my family. But in the end, all that remains is the void.”

After the subjugation of Azazel, he always stood at the forefront of the allied forces and slaughtered monsters.

People gave him awe and trust in him who did not spare his life, but the more he did, the more he rotted inside.

That wasn’t Oberyn’s real face.

A black monster who has nightmares of cutting his family every day and howls at the guilt that clings to him like melted flesh.

That was the real Oberyn.

“Every evaluation of me is made with the blood of my family. How can a person who sacrifices his precious people to gain strength be called a hero? Even if others call me that, I couldn’t admit it until the end.”

After everything is done.

The heroes who led the war to victory lived in wealth and glory until they died and were enshrined in the Hall of Heroes after their death.

And some of them received the grace of the Sephiroth and influenced the next generation in a special form called blessing.

But Oberyn didn’t.

He returned to his homeland, refusing all the riches and honors given to heroes.

A task that the Allied Forces failed to achieve.

It was for the purification of the homeland.

He wandered all over Death Landing for decades before dying, fighting the monsters Azazel had left behind.

Of course, the results were disappointing.

No matter how strong Oberin was, it was impossible to deal with hundreds of thousands of undead alone.

“Even my revenge has failed. I didn’t have the face to see my family. That’s why I sealed my soul in this house.”

After putting everything down, Oberyn sealed his soul with an artifact he had secretly stolen from the archmage Tassadar and carved a riddle on the floor to wake him up.

‘What am I?’

He intended to one day hand over all of himself to the one who answered this question.

Anyone who knew the inside of him that no one knew, not even Ariel, who was his lover, deserved it.

“Thank you for listening to the complaint of a thousand-year-old nogoe. Originally, I was going to tell you to take everything in the house nicely, but that seems impossible. I have nothing to give you.”

Oberyn stomped his feet through the ashes, laughing dejectedly.

I was determined not to wake up forever and went through the sealing ceremony, but when I woke up, all that was left around me was ashes.

What kind of joke of fate is this?

Apparently, the Sephiroth didn’t like him.

“I didn’t find you for that stuff.”

Aaron shook his head.

It would have been great if he had been able to get what Oberyn left behind, but it didn’t really matter if he couldn’t.

What he really wanted wasn’t an artifact or something.

Oberyn paused and brushed the ashes from his hands onto the floor.

“Then what do you want?”

“despair.”

“… … .”

Oberyn silently lowered his hand.

Aaron looked straight into his shaking pupils and spoke again.

“The Despair of Oberyn Ragnok.”

His voice no longer contained respect for the hero.

That’s right, the man in front of me right now wasn’t the real Oberyn.

Oberyn, who was about to die, was neither this young nor so energetic.

Having lost all hope after decades of monster hunting, he was consumed by despair and sealed himself on the verge of going mad.

The figure that appeared now is the last piece of reason he possessed.

Beneath it lay his true soul, engulfed in despair.

“… … You don’t know anything.”

Oberyn groaned.

He tried to erase himself from this world.

After handing over everything to future generations who recognized his sincerity, he tried to go mad in eternal despair.

It was a secret he had kept by deceiving his colleagues and lovers, and even rejecting the favor of the Sephiroth, but a strange boy who unexpectedly came to know about it.

“Most know. At least about you.”

It wasn’t until the 50th game that Aaron learned about Oberyn’s secret.

I found it while unlocking the ‘Be blessed by all heroes’ achievement. If I didn’t know this secret, I wouldn’t have unlocked the achievement until the 100th playthrough.

“I don’t know how you know that, but I want to stop it. It has already gone mad in the course of hundreds of years. Disaster will come the moment they are released.”

Oberyn muttered with a hard face.

What was down here was Oberyn’s spirit, but now even he couldn’t control it.

It was obvious what would happen if he woke up.

He would probably kill everyone including Aaron and wander around Death Landing in search of monsters again.

“are you okay.”

Aaron’s answer was plain.

Oberyn couldn’t understand the strong confidence in his voice.

“… … Why are you taking this risk?”

“You have paid the fair price. Now I have to go out and help people.”

“I don’t know how I can help you.”

“Sefiroth did not abandon Lord Oberyn.”

Nesty suddenly said.

Oberyn looked up and she continued.

“Ariel said so. Your seat is still empty. All heroes are counting on you to come.”

“My friends… me?”

Oberyn opened her mouth slightly.

He committed the blasphemy of giving up the favor of the Sephiroth himself.

But still, after hundreds of years, the place has been vacant.

It must have been the request of the gods by the heroes who left first.

“I will make your wishes come true for you.”

Aaron took his word.

“So go up and do your heroic duty.”

“… … please come back alive Only then will I be able to pay off the debt.”

Saying that, Oberyn got down on one knee.

Kurrr-

Then, his body crumbled like dust, and the part on the floor where the riddle was engraved split into two sides.

The floor opened completely, revealing a faded gray staircase beneath it.

“I will take the lead.”

“no. I will go alone.”

Aaron grabbed Raast as he tried to step on the stairs.

Rhaast frowned.

“What are you talking about again?”

“It’s really dangerous here.”

“When did you move without knowing it was dangerous?”

“I could really die this time. just wait here… … .”

“Then let’s die together.”

While Aaron and Rhaast were arguing, Nesty jumped out of nowhere and went down the stairs.

“… … Nesty. Come up.”

“no, I do not want.”

“Nesty.”

“The Sephiroth will not forgive me if I let my savior die. If we live, we live together; if we die, we die together.”

Nesti, who had already gone down one flight of stairs, looked up and said.

a few days ago.

She almost fainted when she saw Aaron skewered by Asram’s greatsword.

A deep sense of loss that is different from losing a comrade.

At the time, it was only an attempt, but I really couldn’t bear it if he died.

“I will take the lead.”

As Aaron and Raast stood there, Nesty left a short word and disappeared into the darkness.

“Does the saintess really care about her master?”

Rhaast said with a smirk.

“shut up.”

“Honestly, don’t you feel it too, Master? Even after fighting Asram before… … .”

“let’s go.”

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Aaron tried to ignore the smirking Rhaast and stepped onto the stairs.

Only I am immune to magic

Author : Sileng

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