Regressor, Possessor, Reincarnator

Episode 58

“… That was it.”

Linbell nodded blankly.

“Confucius, you must have known everything.”

“me,”

Now I understand.

The identity of his unexpected expectations and burdensome favors.

Confucius is. Allen is. he.

“I must have known what my future was going to be.”

Her voice stood out.

“You must have known what kind of performance I was going to play.”

What do you have to hide?

There was no need to hide it beyond what I’ve said so far.

“So do you despise it?”

Allen smiled dryly.

“If you feel that way, I apologize instead.”

“No, no, that’s not it.”

The feeling I was feeling right now wasn’t like that.

In the end, he saved her, so thank you a few times wasn’t enough.

But why is my stomach churning like this?

“why.”

Why are you reacting so sensitively?

“Why are you making that face?”

okay. Because of that.

“Why do you look like it’s over?”

A face that looked exhausted, with no hope at all, as if everything was over.

“You said you were saving your brother. She said she lived that way, but, but why… .”

I didn’t want to see his face like that.

The Allen she knew was always a planned and laid-back person.

I mean, I wasn’t the type of person who was drowning in despair.

“Are you giving up so easily?”

“Then what shall we do?”

to continue? Do that without a promise?

“You won’t know if you don’t give up.”

‘Allen’ laughed at her ignorance in a sarcastic tone.

“Are you going to cling to something that has a fixed outcome?”

What are you dedicating this time?

Allen’s haggard face began to turn white.

Rachel committed suicide and was stripped of her successor position. He devoted his youth to magic, and now periodically causes seizures. He closes his eyes by relying on drugs and cannot survive a day without alcohol. Fame is buried in the ground, and everyone just points at them saying they’re crazy. The servants avoid themselves, and even the shallow relationship with the family has collapsed.

Here, what more?

“Knock… .”

What more do I have to give up? next?

I couldn’t breathe.

He chewed the medicine he was holding in his hand as he felt a tightening in his throat.

The result is fixed. But you can’t give up completely.

‘Cause he’s still alive

But there is no way to save his brother.

He was a death row inmate in a closet.

“Confucius, are you okay… .”

Linbell quickly approached the sight of him having a seizure.

Her well-maintained black hair was soft and she vomited a worried voice.

Allen squeezed the horse.

clapped her hand

“It’s not the guy you knew.”

He replied with a smirk as if it was the same.

“So you don’t have to come close.”

He got up quietly and threw himself onto the bed in the corner of the closet.

Giving up because there is no possibility.

If I had seen a glimmer of hope, I would have made a contract with the devil.

But if it has already been confirmed that it will fail.

“… I’ll help you get back, so don’t worry.”

There is no need to face the horrors to come.

… And the sound of leaving the room.

Time began to pass.

Allen completely gave up on saving Julius.

All he had left was alcohol and cigarettes.

“Confucius, look at this! Today it was made quite delicious.”

One maid was everything.

She came in with food she had cooked herself.

“Not required.”

Allen emptied the rest of the bottle.

She made the excuse that she was not dead, but that she had recovered so far and became a member of the mansion.

“Who asked you to bring the food? He wouldn’t be the real owner anyway.”

“I am Confucius’ handmaiden.”

She replied as if it was obvious.

Allen laughed.

“The dog whistle. Do whatever you feel like.”

As long as Julius is alive, he cannot end his life on his own.

He was like a living corpse.

“yes! I know!”

She smiled innocently.

And started cleaning his room.

A month passed like that.

“Why are you here? Julius must have come last time?”

Still, she was by Allen’s side.

“Would you be better off following him to get back?”

“Because Confucius wouldn’t want it.”

His sincerity was warm.

For a moment I want to lean on it.

“Ah, Confucius. Did you say you would listen to my request last time?”

“… Yes, it was.”

I remember nodding my head while drunk.

“Call people who have learned prana.”

Her eyes shone brightly like stars, as if confident.

“As much as possible.”

The starlight was cozy.

enough to illuminate the darkness.

Two years have passed since she fell here.

Linbell’s routine was no longer confined to Allen’s room.

“Why do you practice?”

Traces of her covered the entire training ground.

I have already found out that this world is a space created by the runaway of the divine beast.

“I wouldn’t even be able to remember properly unless I passed through the ordeal.”

“That’s all I can do to help.”

she laughed softly.

It was a smile that was the opposite of the pure black sword he was holding in his hand.

“It’s useless.”

Allen downplayed her efforts.

Hanging out with them was only a moment of entertainment.

“You will fail.”

“You don’t know what will happen if you don’t give up, right? I will do my best on behalf of Confucius. many times.”

Allen did not respond.

A black trace drew a picture in front of him, who sat down.

She still has not dealt with prana.

But her expression remained unchanged.

At some point, the number of requests to call someone decreased.

Sometimes when I look away, I often find myself meditating.

“Linbell, what are you doing?”

She didn’t listen to Allen.

“Why does prana contain emotions?”

Since when did that happen?

Magical power, divine power, and auras all have their origins.

“But why is only prana noble? Are other powers insignificant? Why does prana react to emotions?”

She delved into the nature of the power of prana.

the reason for including these.

“Prana is not affected by emotions. why?”

Power is gained through intense, blind emotions, and the magnitude of the power changes according to the concentration of those emotions.

“But what if it doesn’t contain any emotions?”

She started swinging her sword.

A sword with nothing in it.

“It is blind because it is lacking, and it is not enough to be finite.”

The shadow danced a sword dance.

Pure black vibrated in sync.

“Because it can’t be pulled out in a normal state.”

pack it contain it

If it’s not perfect, cut it off.

“Restrict your actions. swear revenge hold on to your aspirations walk your life and… .”

fall into the abyss

Longing for, and longing for again. earnestly, more earnestly.

“Hope, hope, hope, wish, wish.”

I’ve seen and experienced a lot over the years I’ve been here.

The knights who restricted themselves to keep the chivalry,

The king who widely declared in order not to forget his promise,

A warrior who promised to keep his family’s wishes.

“Until there is only one emotion left.”

I had a discussion with the article.

heard of the king.

fought with the warrior.

“So when you aspire through full immersion, there is eternity.”

I learned the end of the other ‘I’ who swore revenge after losing my mother.

“Is this a noble power?”

she smirked.

A power full of scarcity that has strict usage conditions?

“There was no need to despair just because I couldn’t use this.”

she put down her sword

No, it was the obsession that I held onto myself.

“… Is there any progress?”

“Not yet, but… , are you looking forward to it? Hehe.”

“Hey, you’re right.”

Still, Allen could not understand Linbell.

“You won’t be able to reach it.”

“Do not worry. I will not give up.”

Time passed faster.

Julius’s name grew day by day, and Allen’s reputation fell more and more.

To the bottom, further to the bottom.

At some point, she increased her time with Allen.

Each other’s meaningless time piles up.

Allen prepared the last.

The end of a fleeting, meaningless life.

“What are you going to do?”

It was said that Julius had come alone to investigate the omens of disaster that appeared in the mountains.

“I don’t know what effect my death here will really have.”

If you can’t save it, kill it.

I die because I can’t live.

“I will follow.”

“I should be able to get out of here in a little while.”

“She is Confucius’s handmaiden.”

Allen replied with a desolate smile.

“… do whatever you want.”

The attack on Julius was, of course, unsuccessful.

All attacks were lightly intercepted, and most of the traps were broken before use.

Contrary to the information he had obtained, he had a colleague.

A broken arm and terrible full body burns.

That was the price for attacking him and getting what he got.

‘Is this going to happen as well?’

I actually knew

that the attack would fail.

nevertheless moved.

‘Because I couldn’t stand it any longer.’

After losing the milestones in life, the hope he had been holding on to was quickly lost.

‘Julius, my brother. I’ll see you soon.’

Is there an afterlife even in fantasy?

I closed my eyes waiting for death to come.

“… Aww! Ranie! how!”

A high-pitched scream echoed through the hillside.

It was the voice of one of Julius’ subordinates.

“Lin, Linbell, how could you do this! How good Ranie has been to you before!”

She ignored her voice and called Allen.

“Are you still thinking about it?”

“Of course.”

Haven’t you given up yet?

“Stop giving up and run away. I barely tied up Julius’ feet.”

Allen calmly shook his head as he heard the explosions exploding in the distance.

“Yeah, run away. Hide until someone has finished the ordeal.”

She replied with a bashful smile.

“Then, I’ll show you.”

She moved forward as if she didn’t need an answer.

Allen had no idea.

‘It’s foolish.’

To come to the end and discuss unfulfilled hopes.

“That bitch was brainwashed by him. Just kill me!”

“My colleague is dead. You don’t have to live.”

“Raniel’s revenge!”

Rain of fire and steel falls.

The warriors in heavy armor rushed like arrows.

“The Master said. the future is set It’s just a fake that projects the past.”

Her feet shot lightly.

“But that was wrong. This is just an ordeal created by the power of the divine beast.”

A cool breeze cools the burning skin.

“You can break anything.”

Nearby, a veteran veteran who had undergone numerous battles raised a thick axe.

There was still nothing on her sword.

“die!!”

A pure black sword drew a semicircle.

push-

“… Kayden!”

“Uh, how do you break through defensive magic… !”

The warrior’s body crumbles.

“If you don’t give up, you can do anything. I will show you.”

Dozens of magic fell from the sky.

“In this place.”

Essence to moving forward, essence to hope.

Her steps shook like a haze.

‘ah.’

When the sword scatters, one life dies.

“Why doesn’t magic work?”

“Hurry up, stop the warriors! Stop it!”

The expensive shield shone, blocking the front of the blue shield.

There was nothing engraved on her sword, but paradoxically, it contrasted with them.

-bang! bang!

Perhaps he felt strange at the sound of screams, and the loud noise in the place where he was tied up grew stronger.

“Okay, okay, run away now.”

“You don’t have to give anything, you don’t have to sacrifice anything.”

Her single sword began to decapitate those fleeing.

Red blood soaked the white eyes.

“Whatever method you use, you will never reach him!”

“It will reach you.”

Her whispers pierced her ears.

“… why.”

Allen contorted his face.

“Why are you even doing this? After all, I’m not really ‘Allen’, why?”

“Neither am I.”

Her voice shone on him over the body that was cooling off.

“The longing for the unreachable.”

“Because that earnestness is forever.”

She turned her head to the cold voice and saw him.

A momentum mixed with arrogance and ambition.

Artifacts that could not be made in this era adorn him everywhere.

A deep blue electric current circulated through his body, and the snow field in the radius evaporated with one step.

The dignified attitude revealed the presence of leading others.

A face years older than she knew.

“… did you?”

Julius, who looked around with a face that did not hide his irritation, spoke softly.

clenched-

“Yes, Master.”

The air sank heavily at her confirmation.

Allen narrowed her eyes.

Julius didn’t say much.

“I got a dog that doesn’t recognize its owner.”

Julius raised his sword.

Magnificent dark clouds were forming in the sky, and the space trembled.

The ability to control the climate.

He pulled everything out of himself as if he was going to finish it all in one blow.

“I’m glad I went to Allen.”

mixed answers.

But Julius didn’t care.

‘Cause I’ll never see you again

“… okay? Then it would be useless.”

Hundreds of lightning bolts fell from the sky, breaking the space and sending judgments from the sky.

The sword fell, and the world was dyed with white light.

‘You’re late.’

A lightning bolt that fills the field of vision falls.

The one who wields lightning and calls the clouds was reminiscent of the god of thunder.

Gripping Jigsaw-!

Water vapor exploded.

The snow melted in an instant, and the whole mountain was colored in haze.

The sound of her body collapsing was heard.

“What touches… .”

In a single blow, she collapsed.

For a moment, I shattered my hopes.

Now everything is over.

Linbell will get out of the ordeal, and he will go see his brother.

The hallucinations that ate my whole life came creeping in.

“… Isn’t Confucius dead yet?”

With my ears getting crowded, I heard Linbell’s voice.

Allen put on a look of disbelief in his eyes.

A doll stood up amidst the swirling steam.

“Alive, are you?”

Julius also made a surprised face and smirked.

“… Ha, you mean you have the skills to kill kids?”

“Otherwise, there would be no way to attack, right?”

A somewhat blunt answer.

Her whole body was crushed by lightning-shaped burns.

Julius’s eyes flashed and he took a proper posture.

“Can’t you come back to my side even now? If you have that kind of skill, you can look at it.”

“I’m sorry.”

She smiled playfully.

“Because I have only one owner.”