Returned Lord Wants To Rest - Returned Lord Wants To Rest chapter 94
Chapter 94.
Passed the first ordeal.
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Naturally, I thought that some time would be given until the second trial.
But no.
[Second Trial]
Again, letters were engraved in the air.
[Spirit that transcends death]
Immediately the second ordeal began.
***
I immediately realized that I was in the middle of the second trial.
“But what does the mental power that transcends death have to do with the current situation?”
The me now was not me.
To be precise, it was Fat, a farmer in a small village, not Suhar Caldert.
“Hey, why do you keep blankly there?”
“uh···? uh, nothing.”
I have become a different person.
This fat man was a young man who made a living by farming in the small town of Moles.
And Part’s only friend, Messi.
Messi said.
“I’m worried anyway.”
I replied to Messi’s words.
“What do you mean?”
“I heard that goblins have been raiding small villages lately.”
“A goblin?”
Perhaps the second ordeal is to wipe out the goblins with the body of a human named Pat?
However, there was only one problem.
“Yes, the goblins. If goblins really do attack, how can weak people like us stop them?”
It was.
Part’s body could be built to the extent of farming, but it was basically weak.
It was clear that two goblins would be the limit if the goblins were to attack right now.
“Why don’t we prepare for a goblin attack right now?”
“Oh, the part is a good idea. But couldn’t I have thought of that? The handsome village chief told me not to worry about things that never happened.”
Clearly, this was an ordeal.
But there’s not much I can do with this body.
I tried to reproduce my swordsmanship and mana breathing method with this body once before, but it was impossible.
It’s like there’s a limit to something.
“It’s a big deal.”
Still, if it doesn’t happen right now, I’ll be able to find out somehow.
Beep beep.
A deafening sound was heard.
Me and Messi’s eyes met.
I thought maybe.
“Pat, that just signaled an intrusion!”
Please I hope it’s not my opinion.
But a commotion came from the direction from which the sound came.
Amidst the commotion came a word.
“It’s a goblin!”
After making eye contact with Messi, I picked up the farming tools I could get my hands on.
Messi also picked up farming tools and ran in the direction of the sound.
Messi said as if he was confused.
“But what can we go and do?”
“I have to try something.”
if this is an ordeal
If it’s an ordeal related to mental strength that transcends death, isn’t it a call to fight with the determination to die?
I checked the farm equipment in my hand.
sickle.
The curved scythe reminded me of Patrick’s curved sword.
“…!”
The unfortunate premonition was not wrong.
It was a group of goblins that came to the village.
A group of goblins was slaughtering the villagers.
There were also people who were rebelling against the goblins, but they were being helpless.
I shouted at Messi.
“I’ll take the left side.”
“what? It seems like a good way to stick together.”
“So you can’t stop the goblins.”
I ran towards the goblins on the left.
Just as a goblin was about to cut down the fallen old man, I blocked his way.
“part!”
The old man knew me.
“Run away! Can an untrained person beat a goblin! Run away!”
I ignored the old man’s words and swung my scythe at the goblin.
The scythe drew the trajectory I had in mind and dug into the goblin’s neck.
But it lacked strength.
“Keruk!”
The goblin was not killed by the lightly stuck scythe.
I hastily pulled out the scythe.
The goblin stuck in the scythe looked angry.
A goblin rushed at me.
“sh*t!”
I dodged the goblins by rolling sideways.
But the old man who fell behind me couldn’t escape the goblin.
The rusty iron sword the goblin was holding pierced the old man’s heart. It was an instant death.
“This guy!”
It was the first old man I had ever seen since I had no memory of the part.
However, anger welled up in the depths of his heart.
“Without power!”
To me who became a part, the goblin was an ogre.
But I knew how to catch an ogre.
The easiest way to deal with monsters.
as soon as···.
“die!”
A goblin trying to steal a rusty iron sword from an old man.
I swung my scythe, aiming for the goblin’s eyes.
Hearing the goblin’s dying voice, the goblin picked it up and collapsed.
‘It’s just attacking through the eyes.’
Deal with one goblin.
If it were the original me, I would have been able to deal with the goblins that appeared here in an instant.
However, with the body of the part, it was difficult to deal with one animal.
My whole body was covered with sweat, and my limbs were shaking.
“Looks like someone put a restriction on it…”
There is no way that a farmer does not have strength and stamina.
However, Part did not have the strength and stamina.
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Nevertheless, the work related to the farmer is done with ease.
Obviously, this must be a constraint for trials.
“Still one…”
I checked the right side where Messi went.
Messi was not visible.
Upon closer inspection, Messi was there.
However, he was lying on the floor as if he had been hit by a goblin.
“sh*t···.”
I looked around.
The goblins who found me started approaching me one by one.
Villagers were dying one by one.
“Is the ordeal already over…”
So close.
If I had given him a little more time, he could have overcome the ordeal.
“No. The ordeal is not over yet.”
I am a sword master
It was impossible to defeat a mere goblin.
Even if the opponent was dozens of goblins.
“Come in, dwarves!”
Ready for death, I swung my scythe.
I took care of the goblins one by one, aiming only for the eyes.
However, several goblins attacked me at once.
Due to the shock, I let go of the scythe and rolled on the floor.
got up in a hurry
“I haven’t given up yet.”
Then he stabbed the goblins’ eyes with his bare hands and fought.
Soon after, he was knocked down by a goblin’s attack.
My body couldn’t move anymore.
The goblins surrounded me as I did not move.
And stabbed the sword at me.
‘Damn it, if it was a real body…’
The moment I thought I would disappear, the scenery changed.
It was a dark space all over.
Letters floated in the air.
[Death because he was weak]
Be weak…
Certainly Part was the underdog.
I tried desperately, but the weak had no choice but to die.
“Damn it… why do I have to leave the sanctuary without even getting a clue about the status of a demigod like this?”
I thought the ordeal was over.
I thought this space in the dark was the way to the sanctuary.
The way to go is also the way out of the sanctuary.
But contrary to my expectations, nothing happened.
The scenery changed again.
“uh···?”
body does not move It was as if the body was tied up.
Judging from the slight light leakage, it seemed that his face was covered with a cloth.
I tried to move the mana, but I couldn’t feel it.
There was commotion all around.
“Hey, what is this?”
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No one answered my words.
Gradually getting used to it, I heard the noise around me.
“Kill! Kill!”
A lot of people were screaming to kill.
‘What the hell is it?’
I couldn’t judge the situation.
I couldn’t see it, I couldn’t move, so I couldn’t help it.
Soon someone lifted my hair.
“Ah!”
It was a pain like having your hair pulled out.
It seemed that I was the target of the shouts to kill me.
And it soon became clear.
It was the moment when the wrappings on his head came off.
The scenery around me caught my eye.
“scaffold···.”
It was a guillotine that I had only seen in books before.
The guillotine was an instrument of execution that cut off the criminal’s throat in an instant.
Does that mean I am a sinner?
“for a moment! I am not a sinner.”
I shouted at the person who appeared to be a jailer.
I couldn’t help but listen.
The guard snorted and told me.
“Duke of Mehor, maintain your nobility until the last moment. Aren’t the lowly people you speak of looking at you? You show nobility.”
Duke of Mehor?
Apparently, the name of this body is the Duke of Mehor.
Come to think of it, the guillotine was a tool for executing only nobles among criminals.
The jailer put my head in the guillotine.
‘Damn it… Am I going to die again?’
I couldn’t see any way to escape.
Come to think of it, it was [death because he was weak].
That’s what [mental power that transcends death] means…
‘You mean you have to have enough mental strength to overcome death…!’
Moreover, seeing as there are different kinds of death, it seemed that he would experience not just one or two deaths, but several deaths.
“Goodbye. Duke of Mehor.”
The jailer cut the strings of the guillotine.
And at that moment, the blade of the guillotine fell on my neck.
‘Ah… sh*t.’
It was the second… no, the third death, but I was still not used to it.
back to the dark space.
[Death of an ugly power]
It seems that the Duke of Mehor was an ugly man of power in his previous death.
“Death by drugs, death by the weak, death by the ugly power.”
The first death I experienced was the death I actually experienced.
The second and third are virtual deaths.
I don’t know how many more times it will remain, but I let out a sigh.
“It still gives me goosebumps.”
The ghastly feeling of the blade of the guillotine digging into my throat does not go away.
I felt like I was going crazy.
“Still, it is a virtual death. You will not die from this.”
***
It’s already the 50th death.
The 50th was a painful illness suffered by wealthy merchants.
“…”
I couldn’t speak any more because I was tired.
suffered multiple deaths.
This death was particularly hard.
He was a merchant suffering from a painful incurable disease.
Even wealthy merchants could not cure an incurable disease.
It was also an incurable disease because it could not be cured.
But wealth made life extension possible.
‘Maybe it would have been better to die sooner.’
In the final stage of an incurable disease, only consciousness exists, and speech and action are impossible.
It was a misfortune for the merchant.
I wanted to give up my life because of the severe pain, but the remaining family somehow kept me alive.
It was possible because there was a lot of money.
“Again…”
The scenery changed again.
***
It was the 99th death.
It was also a death that had already been experienced.
Perhaps because of that, he was able to restore his devastated mind to its original state.
“It’s overworked… It’s fun…”
I thought I died from overwork, but I was poisoned.
But I couldn’t help but think that it was overwork.
“Because it was hard enough to be mistaken for death from overwork.”
got back to power
The original goal came to mind.
The hardships so far have been because of one goal.
“Healing Life.”
I struggled to live the life I wanted.
Becoming a sword master and becoming a demigod were both necessary parts of the life I wanted.
“It was to deal with the enemy who threatened my life.”
I was going through the hardships of the future ahead of time.
99 deaths can’t stop me.
For the one death I want, the one life I want, I will not give up.
“I’ll give up resting for a while for that.”
The landscape has changed.
It was that the 100th death would finally begin.