How the Reincarnation Seat Destroys the Original - Chapter 112



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Episode 112. The Hero Made (2).

Kael was currently sitting in a chair, facing a monitor with countless black letters stretched across a pure white window on his desk.

A slightly sunken left armrest, a chair that was so hard that the padding was gone, and a monitor with a note stuck to the corner that said, “Save every hour” in scrawled letters. Empty coffee cups and caffeinated beverage candles scattered around it.

It was his desk, where he spent most of his time in his original world.

Blink, blink. He stared at the blinking cursor and reached out to touch the black keyboard in front of him. He felt the smooth feel of the keys under his fingertips, and when he carefully pressed the key he was in contact with, the cursor moved to the right with a click.

A sensation so vivid and lifelike.

That’s why he realized early on that he was dreaming.

He withdrew his outstretched hand, leaned back comfortably in his chair, and snickered.

It was because I felt the sensation of my tied-up hair touching the head of the chair. The place was my world, but my body was still of this world.

“What a flawed dream.”

Kael muttered softly and let out a small giggle. It was so sloppy that I couldn’t help but laugh.

I was convinced that if I turned off the computer while it was on, I would wake up from my dream. But for some reason, I couldn’t easily reach for the mouse.

How long had it been? He straightened up from where he had been leaning on his chair. Then he reached out for the mouse.

A blue window with a message saying that it was about to end appeared, and the surroundings began to get darker and darker. After the surroundings became dark enough to be invisible, he lifted his heavy eyelids.

“… … .”

The first thing that caught his eye was the golden ceiling with its splendid patterns. He strained his eyes, which were starting to close weakly, and barely managed to raise his body, which was as limp as water-soaked cotton.

Idea appears in the capital.

Meteors that covered the sky.

And… I lost consciousness.

Thinking back on the situation, he realized that he had been lying down in his current physical condition for quite some time.

“Hwang… Palace Lady, go…”

The moment I started talking, inferring the place where I was lying without realizing it, Kael frowned at the sound of my voice flowing out like a rustling sound.

He looked around, touching his neck, which seemed to be cracked from being dry.

Next to the bed he was lying on was a chair and a small table. He checked the water jug ??and empty cup on the table, stretched out his arm, and drank the water to moisten his dry throat.

He took a deep breath after clearing his throat and blinked slowly. Judging from his physical condition, he seemed to have lost consciousness for at least three days.

First, let’s go outside for a bit.

As he thought that, as Kael tried to move his heavy body out of the bed, the door to the room he was in opened.

Kael felt someone coming in and turned his gaze toward the door, and his vision was filled with light pink hair like cotton candy. Then, as his gaze met with the clear purple pupils in the round eyes, Kael frowned again and opened his mouth.

“May… Evil?”

As if he had encountered someone who was not supposed to be here. A hoarse voice mixed with a mixture of bewilderment and confusion blurted out the name of the person who had entered the room, and the clear purple eyes he met with instantly filled with tears.

“Ka, ka… Kael!!!”

The little child who had been running towards him, calling his name as if he was about to hug him, stopped in front of the bed as soon as he reached it, as if he realized that he had just woken up.

“Kael, are you okay? When did you wake up? No, you just woke up. Are you… thirsty? Should I get you some water? Um… um, it looks like you drank some water. Well, well…”

Regretful that he couldn’t stop his ramblings because his throat was completely dry, Kael looked at Mabel with his usual indifferent eyes, and as if relieved by his unwavering gaze, Mabel, who had been spouting out various words, smiled.

“I’m glad you woke up.”

A small hand reached out and touched his forehead.

“Fortunately, the fever has gone down.”

Mabel nodded and pulled over a chair next to the bed, sitting on it. The way she pulled it over and sat down lightly on the fairly high chair seemed familiar, so Kael couldn’t help but open his mouth to ask, even though his voice had been lost.

“Situation, explanation.”

Mabel answered, her voice trailing off into a few short words that she could easily interpret what he was trying to say.

“First of all, Kael woke up after five days. I’m here. So, today is the third day since I came to the palace.”

Mabel, who seemed to be struggling with where to start explaining, soon opened her mouth again.

* * *

After Lars, Cloris, and Adrina left to go through the second trial, Mabel contacted the high-ranking priests who were watching her to get information. However, she was worried because she was not able to get any meaningful information.

After that, about two days passed.

Mabel heard the priests talking about monsters, and recalled the contents of the letter she had received from Kael, and guessed that he was moving.

“The Grand Priest asked me to prove my qualifications at the three-way meeting. They said that they would recognize the qualifications of a hero, so I’m making monster dolls.

I plan to become a created hero by revealing the idea to the empire with the monster dolls I created and stopping them at the same time.

Please note that a puppet show will be held in the capital within a week.

P.S. Don’t do useless things and just be quiet. ”

I thought that the idea to be put on the puppet show would be a puppet like the one at the Black Forest Lodge last time. But Mabel, who found out through exchanging notes with Jack that he was to play the role of Idea in this play, spent time exchanging notes with Jack and suggesting lines that he would want to say as Idea.

“Miss, is there anything cool you can say while performing magic?”

“Since it’s a puppet show, I’ll raise the curtain – wouldn’t that be okay? Since it’s Idea’s first time showing up, I’ll raise the first act – something like that?”

“Oh, that’s good. And considering Idea’s personality, don’t you think it would be good to say those lines while greeting people to the point of being excessive?”

Mabel let out a small laugh at Jack’s note.

“You said you didn’t want to do it at first, but you’re really serious about acting like an idea.”

At first, when Jack sent a note to Mabel, it was just a note of appeal, such as, “Your Majesty, aren’t you going too far?”, “You’re the only client who treats the head of the World Tree like this.”

Gradually, as time went by, Jack began to send notes filled with thoughts of how he would perfectly portray Idea.

“That’s a good idea too!”

Mabel, who had sent Jack a green piece of paper with a short reply, knocked on the door and quickly sent him a gold coin. Then she swept the paper and pen into the bag on the desk and opened her mouth.

“who are you-?!”

“Mabel, do you have…a minute?”

The voice coming from beyond the door was none other than Cloris, who had vacated the annex for the second trial. Mabel, who had not yet heard the news of passing the second trial, blinked her eyes quickly twice, and the child who opened the door greeted her with a bright expression.

“There’s plenty of time!”

Cloris smiled softly at Mabel’s bright expression, and the child took her hand and led her into the room.

Sitting across from each other at a small table, Mabel asked Cloris.

“Sister, when did you come back?”

“I just got back. Sorry, I surprised you by coming here without saying anything.”

Mabel shook her head at the apology that followed.

“are you okay!”

Regardless of the answer, Mabel was curious as to why Cloris had come to her so soon after passing the second ordeal.

What reason could there be for her to come to him?

No matter how much she thought about it, the only thing that came to mind was something related to the second trial, and her expression was not very bright, so Mabel was worried that Lars, who had passed the trial, might have collapsed or might not have passed the second trial, when Cloris opened her mouth.

“I passed the second ordeal.”

At those words, Mabel felt a sense of relief without realizing it.

Thank goodness you passed.

But Cloris’ expression was not good enough to express that relief. Mabel looked at her worriedly and asked.

“What happened?”

To the child’s question, Cloris smiled bitterly and answered in a whisper.

“… everything is going smoothly.”

I passed the first ordeal, I overcame the first disaster, I passed the second ordeal that followed. Everything was going smoothly. But… .

“The second trial will be to face the ‘Deathbringer’.”

Cloris continued speaking slowly.

?I assume that if you go into the dungeon and face him, he will be the one who brings death. If you don’t face him and he safely finds the exit and gets out, it means that he is not the one who brings death in the ordeal.?

As she relayed the ordeal, Cloris repeated to Mabel exactly what Archimandrite Matthias had said.

“We wandered through the maze for two days, but eventually we came face to face with the one who brought death, as the Archangel had said.”

When they first met, he used magic indiscriminately on them and ran away. After a long and drawn-out battle, his magic power ran out, so he sat down and muttered in vain.

?I, I just wanted to save my wife and daughter. They said the only way was through black magic. So, so I… .?

“He said he turned to black magic simply to bring back his wife and daughter who had died in a carriage accident.”

?You said the only way was through black magic. Did someone try to get you to dabble in black magic??

Lars asked him as if someone had taught him black magic. But the man looked terrified and started to laugh like a madman.

He laughed so hard that he couldn’t breathe. He crawled up to Lars with a distorted expression that made it hard to tell whether he was laughing or crying, and looked up at him.

?I want to go see my family now. To you who was chosen to save this world from destruction. If I sacrifice myself to the Holy Sword, won’t God take pity on me and allow me to see my wife and daughter??

“It was the same in the first trial. Even in the second trial, we couldn’t tell if he was really the one who brought death.”

The first trial of the greedy.

The first person to cross swords with Lars was taken away by someone called Idea, and then another greedy person showed up with good timing.

The second trial that followed, the one who would call death, also had a place and people prepared.

“If it’s just a trial from God, then it’s fine. If everything is going smoothly, then it’s fine, but is this really true? Why is this world going to end, and why did God give us, Lars, this trial? I… I don’t know.”

Mabel realized what Cloris was talking about. She was now suspicious of the temple… or rather, of the High Priest Matthias.