I Became a Fortune Teller in a Game My Sister Made - I Became a Fortune Teller in a Game My Sister Made chapter 218

218 – 42. Abel Legion

Despite everything that had happened the previous day, the world was noisy in the morning.

Unfortunately, the emperor who was imprisoned passed away due to a chronic illness.

It was decided to reveal it a month later in the name of concern about confusion among citizens, so it was truly an ordinary morning for the world.

“…….”

Kim Seong-il did not return to the academy. Now he was virtually destined to ascend to the position of emperor, and he remained in the Korean Empire, leaving a message to meet when the time came.

An hour after returning to the Romance Academy on the Korean Empire’s express private plane with Eunha.

Today’s class also starts in the afternoon. I lay down at the base and melted away the fatigue that had accumulated from moving around all morning.

I laid down on the bed without even taking off my clothes, but when I closed my eyes for a moment and opened them, the sun had already set at noon.

Is this correct? It seems like time has been deleted?

…… I woke up feeling refreshed thanks to a good night’s sleep, but I kept trying to close my eyes again. This is reality.

I want to succumb to my desire for sleep and sleep more, but I can’t miss afternoon classes because I already miss a lot of days.

‘Originally, I wanted to be a model student who gets good grades.’

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It’s the same thing about being ranked last in school during Daehosu, and the fact that I kept missing school because of outside work…… I am confident that my theoretical and practical grades are in the top tier, but because of that absenteeism, my overall grades remained in the lower to mid tier.

Naturally, all rewards and events that could be received by maintaining the top grades were lost.

Among them, there were things that could improve the fortune teller’s constitution, so I tried my best.

The character event was more important than that.

It is not a specific artifact, but an improvement in constitution included in the event itself, so it is not something you can get even if you ask Rio, Eunha, or Rain.

In fact…… It’s not that I have any major regrets. I’m doing this because while dealing with the emperor, I realized that although I may not be good at other things, I’m not even an extra ax in a fight.

In the end, it’s just a trivial delusion.

“Err.”

It would be much better to prepare for class during this thinking time.

I got out of bed, took off my pajamas, and got ready to wash……… ?

“……Huh?”

Huh? Pajamas?

Didn’t I just lie down with my suit on?

“……………….”

In an instant, goosebumps appear all over my body.

Why didn’t I notice?…… Oh right. Even if you follow me openly, you won’t notice.

No, anyway.

I feel like someone is pretending to be popular in a place where I thought I was the only one.

I never thought it would be this scary.

‘Let’s think calmly and calmly.’

This is not any other place, but Romance Academy, a floating city in the middle of the Pacific Ocean.

In particular, the building I am using as a base is on the outskirts of the floating city, but since I am using the entire building, I have installed some crime prevention devices. To be exact, Rio, Eunha, and Lane.

So, who can break through the security device installed by those three and secretly infiltrate my base?

‘……… Rio, Eunha, Rain?’

…… It could be a serious slander, but why are those three the only ones that come to mind?

Oh, there’s Eileen too. If you use , You might be able to get in…… Is that really possible?

In fact, all these worries are pointless.

All you have to do is go to a place that seems popular and check.

Once something like this has happened, it may be possible to invade again. It would be better to find out who the culprit is now and eliminate any regrets.

‘Over there…’ … This is it.’

Tak. Rattling. All right.

The criminal was openly making noise, as if he thought I was fast asleep or had no intention of hiding it.

The base of the basement is not very large. It’s not for nothing that I use the fortune telling shop on the first floor as a reception room.

A decent-sized living room, a well-decorated kitchen, a storage room for miscellaneous items, and the bedroom where I sleep.

And the sound was coming from the living room and kitchen.

‘What is the purpose? ‘If it’s a valuable item, it would be normal to search a warehouse or fortune teller.’

Could it really not be those three or four? Really?

Ignoring the strange feeling of anxiety, I put my ear to the bedroom door in my pajamas.

I am without a weapon and it poses no threat whatsoever, but if it becomes really dangerous, you can run away to .

So, here and now──

“Who are you? Show yourself!!”

──Just go straight ahead!

If you let your guard down, you will definitely be able to see the criminal.

If they run away, I can mobilize all my connections to catch them, and if they attack me, I can run away into subspace and that’s the end.

Now, be obedient………

“……………….”

“……………….”

“………Hero?”

“……Wait a moment……Wait…….”

Bubble bubble.

Abel, who was boiling something while wearing an apron of unknown origin, focused his attention on her pot again as if it was no big deal.

…… No.

What is it?

“Hero? Why are you here?”

“Today…Class…Is canceled…I came…To inform you…”

“Ah, thank you. But…”

“……Namgoong Min…….”

“Yes.”

“Let’s live a little…Cleaner….”

“………Yes.”

While the homeowner was scolded by the uninvited guest, he cringed.

With a familiar look, Abel cleaned the dust and trash in her living room and polished it.

At the same time, she stirs the boiling pot using the Skill like a stick, and also turns over a sizzling steak using .

I only occasionally checked the dishes, but I swept the living room until it shined because I thought it was important to clean it.

‘No, is it okay to use the holy sword like that?’

The sword of light created with the Skill is a type of lightsaber…… I know it’s the same thing.

Is it okay to use it as a cooking tool like that?

Is that really okay? … ?

“Thank you… Thank you, warrior.”

“……Nothing…Nothing…”

“Cooking, cleaning, even my pajamas… It may not be a big deal to you, but it’s a big deal to me.”

“………?”

“Hmm?”

“…Pajamas…?”

“Yes? Didn’t the hero change your clothes for you?”

In those words.

Abel, who was busy cleaning, showed a rare expression of contempt.

You got further away from me little by little.

“I am…Heteros*xual…”

“Yes?”

“…Of course…I have no hobby…Taking off the clothes…Of a sleeping man…”

Huh?

…… Huh???

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Let’s put aside the horror stories about pajamas for now.

I changed from my pajamas into the suit I always wore, and frantically tasted the steak placed on the completely clean living room table.

“Why is it delicious…?”

“…What…Are you thinking about me…?”

“No, if you just look at it from the outside, doesn’t it give the image that you don’t know how to do anything like cooking or cleaning?”

“I thought you would live a clean life just by looking at the outside.”

“Hmm…”

Actually, it’s not entirely wrong.

“I just got used to it.”

“……? Familiar……?”

“If you leave the base for a while, it will be cleaned automatically.”

“……………….”

“It’s like a cleaning service, right? It’s so convenient that I just lived there…”

In fact, as much as I acted like a fortune teller outside, I felt comfortable inside the base.

To begin with, I wasn’t the type to keep my room neat or anything like that. I just feel like living in moderation.

But Abel’s eyes looked like they were facing the horror of the abyss, and then she looked at me with pity.

…… Why not?

“You could get carried away while you sleep, so be careful.”

“Hey, would there be someone who would come into my base and kidnap me while I was sleeping? That’s a crime, a crime.”

“…Bossam…Sudo….”

“Yes?”

“……No…It reminded me of a book about…Oriental culture that I saw a long time ago.”

“Aha.”

Well, before America collapsed, as the president’s grandson, he hung out with Asians like Liu, Kim Sung-il, and Eunha, so he must have studied a lot.

As I was slicing and eating a gently grilled steak, I asked a question that suddenly occurred to me.

“Then why did the hero come? It’s not that the hero is a burden, but there must have been other people as well.”

“……………….”

“Hero?”

“…I happened to hear this…And I came…To let you know…”

Did you hear it by chance? Well, maybe I was just caught by an instructor walking down the street.

The rumor that I got along well with all the special occupation classes was spread throughout the academy, so it seemed like they just told me to tell it to Abel, who caught my eye.

Oh, now that I think about it.

“By the way, hero, what happened to the holy sword? Has the maintenance been completed?”

“……….”

Huh?

“Hero?”

“…I have a favor to ask you…”

“Isn’t there a relationship between the hero and I? Just say whatever you want.”

I still feel bad about having a hard time in a dream, so any favors are welcome.

What is it this time? If it’s a story about being single from birth, there’s nothing I can do.

Nothing but biting–

“I want to walk for a moment…”

“……?”

“……Could you be a little…Companion…?”

…… Oh my god, is what I just heard true from Abel?

Abel Legion, the pinnacle of cruelty, wants a companion?

Is there someone who talks too much to the point where it’s already a little frustrating?

‘Has there been any change in your state of mind?’

I can’t even think about cancer. I really don’t know.

I can’t figure out Abel’s intentions, so I just look at Abel’s expressionless expression as always.

As soon as I put the last piece of steak into my mouth, Abel immediately got up from the table.

“…It would be good if…As soon as possible…”

“Ah.”

“Let’s go right away…”

I left the plate of steak I had finished eating.

I immediately followed Abel, who was leaving the base.

I’m not sure what he’s thinking when he suddenly wants a walk and a chat.

‘Isn’t this surprisingly serious?’

With all the things I’ve experienced recently, I naturally thought something serious would happen.

If you think about it, proving things in the Room of Truth, subjugating the principal in a dream, or destroying the emperor’s plan are not things that usually happen easily.

Rather, because I experienced these things in succession, I was at the point where I was suffering from insensitivity to safety.

Now, I felt like I could just dismiss a decent incident as a trivial matter.

‘Given Abel’s personality, if it had been something as serious as the last trip, he would have just said it right away at the base.’

Abel Legion is not a person who turns his back on words or avoids them for no reason.

Because there are extremely few changes in facial expressions and emotions, they do not speak for long periods of time in the first place.

If you have something to say, just say it right away. If something bothers you, avoid it without saying anything.

So, when Abel suggested taking a walk and talking, I thought it was an important matter that required Abel to talk at length.

“……………….”

“……………….”

It must have been 20 minutes since I walked with Abel.

I continue walking to the outskirts, avoiding people, in that ambiguous place between the border of the city and the mountains.

Not saying a word, just silence.

‘…… Is this your friend?’

For a moment, I thought that Abel might not have understood the concept of companionship.

Rather, it strengthened my belief that it was not that serious.

If it was a really serious matter, you would have said it at the base, and if you needed to talk at length, you would have already started talking.

Isn’t it just a shameful incident like the last Mosol incident?

Just when I was so sure, I saw a small building in the distance.

‘…… House? ‘A place like this?’

This is neither a downtown nor a residential area. If I were to be specific, it’s closer to a mountain.

My base is also on the outskirts, but it is difficult to even call this place the outskirts. The nearest residential area is far away and you would have to walk for a long time.

Even if a house is built in a place like this, who will live there?

Even if it is near a mountain, the land price is not cheap if it is above a floating city.

And above all.

“……Log cabin?”

The house I saw up close wasn’t even a proper building to begin with.

A log cabin that seems suitable for just one person to live in.

It is literally a rustic log cabin that you can only see in books or fairy tales.

No special finishing was done on the outside, nor was there any decoration or interior design.

I just stacked logs to make walls and a decent roof.

It is certain. This is a house that someone built arbitrarily. But…… Who?

‘A log cabin in this day and age…’ ….’

While I was confused, Abel, standing in front of the house, naturally opened the door.

As if it were my home.

“……Come in…Come…”

“Yes? No, uh. No way?”

“……It’s my…Home…”

No, this is Abel’s base?

After being shocked by that fact for a moment, I followed Abel into the log cabin.

“Oh my god…”

The inside of the log cabin was more rugged than it looked from the outside.

It seemed to block the wind, but the floor was uneven because it was carved from logs. The only things in the house were a ready-made bed, a closet, and a reasonably-built kitchen.

There was nothing else. Nothing.

Can people really live here?

There is only one thing that stands out.

The only thing hanging on the wall like a decoration…… Only the holy sword sparkles in the sunlight beyond the window.

Leaving me dumbfounded, Abel, who was holding her holy sword and looking closely at her blade, opened her mouth.

“…The mission…Is…Coming…Someday…But…So far…I’ve run away…Saying the time isn’t right…”

“……Hero?”

“Now… I can’t turn away… Because I feel the end… Is approaching…”

Abel’s voice as he said that was filled with deep regret.

Abel, who was in his 20s and very worn out, looked back at me.

“…Yes…Thank you…Nam Goong Min…”

“Are you saying…?”

“…Don’t worry…I’m not blaming you…It was just…A great…Opportunity…”

Crash.

A real holy sword, not a skill, obtained during a 1 night and 2 day trip.

Abel put the blade in the sheath.

She declared with her eyes still not even slightly shaking.

“……I……now…….”

“……………….”

Not even any opposition……

“I’m going to die.”

…… In a voice of rejection.