The Artist Who Paints Dungeon - Chapter 124



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Episode 124

“… … .”

“…hmm….”

Geo nodded.

“Can I leave when everything is finished?”

“Why don’t you listen more?”

“It’s heavy enough. It’s suffocating.”

“Is there such a joke in the world?”

“The limits of my violence are friendship quarrels and lover’s quarrels.”

“Please wait, the main topic is not over yet.”

“I’m good at that.”

“You are truly sincere.”

Delighted with the special listener, ‘Argio’ continued his explanation related to himself.

“In this way, the evil god called ‘Argio’ was born, and the world quickly approached destruction. The souls of countless saints gained divinity… How could they be docile?”

Humans said that evil spirits used evil demons to torment them, and it really happened.

“If I were to give you an analogy that’s easy for you to understand, I would say he’s like the Demon King.”

“I would understand it as a demon king from a fairy tale with a kidnapped princess or a brave warrior.”

“It’s not that different, it’s just a rough expression.”

In a peaceful world, there was only one ominous area. There, the Demon King began to spread an epidemic and use monsters to torment humans.

This continued for a very long time, long enough to be recorded in history books. Humans began to live in silence under the tyranny of the Demon King, and the world was ruled by terrible monsters.

“The Demon King’s tyranny has reached its peak, so what should appear now?”

“Hero?”

“As time passed and the evil spirits appeared, those who would seal this evil beast began to appear.”

“I guess this is a very typical response….”

“They eventually succeeded in sealing this ‘Argio’.”

In the process, the warriors learned the truth about the Black Forest, but…

“That’s not that important.”

In the end, they hid the secret story of the evil god’s birth.

“Perhaps it was simply that I could not accept the foolish mistakes of my ancestors, whom I believed to be good. How shocking would it be to find out that the beings I believed to be the evils of the world were actually created by humans?”

“Do you have any complaints?”

“No, in the first place, they are not the lunatics who burned down my house and family. They are not the ones I should be angry at. More than anything, I cannot welcome the life of being oppressed by countless vengeful spirits and having to continue to endure unwanted anger…”

‘Argio’ said calmly.

“I am grateful.”

The anger had to be entirely mine.

“Do you know how horrible it is to express anger that is not yours? Do you know how stupid it feels to express anger that is worthless? Now I know why the devil is called the devil, that I have to enjoy killing people I never wanted.”

It was an absurd act.

“I know I have not lived well enough to deserve God’s mercy and grace, but isn’t this a bit much? It is not my pleasure to slaughter innocent people. What is the point of killing an innocent child who is terrified and unaware?”

“Surprisingly normal words….”

“Anger must be equal to feel its value and joy. However, the suffering and despair of the saints were too great for me alone to stop. The anger of those who had to die horribly in the darkness without even knowing what was happening was too great.”

But to him, anger was not something so frivolous.

“I affirm myself. I affirm everything about myself, so life is enjoyable and free of hesitation. So the anger I feel should also have its own value…”

In that sense, I am grateful.

“They may sound like warriors, but they were nothing more than sacrificial lambs. Just because they were strong and talented, they were dragged into a battlefield where they had no responsibility, sealed the Demon King, and suffered much pain and sorrow in the process.”

“… … .”

“They didn’t want to fight. They were just human beings, not warriors, someone’s family, someone’s friend. And in order to get back their happy daily lives with them, they had to suffer so much to fix a mistake that wasn’t even their fault.”

How absurd this is.

“But in the end, the world was destroyed. Isn’t that natural? This evil spirit was created by humans in the first place, and sealing him away would not make the remaining beasts’ anger disappear.”

“Then how did Mr. Argio’s world come to an end?”

“They fought so miserably and vulgarly that there was no point in distinguishing between humans and beasts, and then they perished. It was a very childish fight. Those who remained must have long since degenerated into monsters… .”

Tsk, ‘Argio’ clicked his tongue.

“Humans have done many evil deeds using me as an excuse. When my lover cheated on me, I said that it was an evil spirit that tempted me. When I killed someone, I said that it was an evil spirit that led me to that evil path. When I fought with my neighbors and fought with the neighboring villages, I blamed it all on this cruel beast.”

Ultimately, their shifting of responsibility gave birth to the evil spirit and made him even stronger.

“They did not seem to think that such indolence would also incite the ferocity of the evil spirit. As a result, the story of ‘Argio’ was recorded in history in an even more horrific form, and in keeping with those records and memories, ‘Argio’ became an extremely cruel monster.”

“I guess I got it back.”

“So, my excuses should be small. Isn’t that right? They have inflated and enlarged our bodies, and even made us feel uncomfortable. If they had not been ashamed of the beast they had conceived, and had revealed the secret of the saint, everything might have been okay.”

That’s what ‘Argio’ asked for.

“Hey, Geo. He’s a friend who looks just like me.”

“I’m listening.”

“I just want to vent my anger.”

That’s what ‘Argio’ wanted.

“Those who want to fight can fight me, and those who have sinned against me can offer their blood to me. I am an honorable warrior with my family, and I am a greedy person who needs to get what I want.”

That was his wish.

“I will give you mine, so take care of my family’s descendants.”

“These ‘Geo’ people keep talking about their families.”

“The guy in front of me, Giovanni, wanted to support his father, right? I’m the same way.”

“How can I take care of you?”

“You just have to go to the ‘Animal Kingdom’ you drew and show mercy to the poor beasts.”

“I don’t think I am a person worthy of mercy.”

“No, you are more than qualified.”

and.

“Above all, please stop this mad demon’s wrath.”

“Yes? Me?”

“I believe you can do it.”

“Oh, God of Heaven and Earth.”

“Is that the source? Very believable.”

“There is a misunderstanding, I don’t know how to deal with a dangerous being like an evil spirit.”

“I’ll pass this off as another very clever joke.”

“You really only listen to what you want to hear. You are definitely a ‘Geo’ too.”

“This narrow hearing is one of the talents that helped me survive in the Black Forest.”

“Argio” said, smiling as if it was nothing.

“Don’t worry, your vessel is bigger than this ‘Argio’ vessel, so there’s no way you can’t handle it. I, the last personality to die, am just here. If you want to become one with ‘Argio’, you’ll end up becoming one with those countless lunatics.”

“Is it really not okay to be soft? I’m not confident.”

“Didn’t I tell you, it’s just venting? After all, the ghosts of the Black Forest are just kids a little over ten years old. No matter how long they live, they won’t live past thirty. I just want you to accept the venting of their childish anger with an adult mind.”

“… … .”

Geo asked, momentarily puzzled.

“So how old are you?”

“He died at the age of 24.”

“I didn’t realize you were that young because you were covered by a mask.”

So, does that mean he died while he was a college student?

“For your age, you’re quite… mature.”

“Isn’t the culture of the Earthlings you remember much slower?”

‘Argio’ tilted his head.

“In Sergio’s memories, the Earthlings were still acting childish and throwing tantrums even after they turned 20. It’s a different culture from mine, where people are considered adults who take responsibility for their families from the age of 15.”

“If you’re 15, you’re a middle school student, Mr. Argio.”

“You can think of it as a cultural difference. It’s something on a completely different level, so it can’t be helped that the brain structure itself is different. Anyway, since you’re older than me, I believe you’ll be able to handle it well.”

He laughed.

“In the end, I will be with you.”

“… I don’t want to become an antisocial person.”

“I think you already have a fairly antisocial personality.”

“Where can you find a model student like me who says such things?”

“There’s a saying that even illusions are abundant on Earth.”

“… … .”

The haunted portrait was eerie.

“… Mr. Argio is right.”

“I’m so happy I won this.”

* * *

“… … .”

Animal Kingdom_Argio

“I don’t feel… very good.”

Argio’s Quest

“There is such a quiet world.”

“Kur?”

“Yeah, not really.”

Demon’s Control (0/1)

Rain in the dry forest (0/2)

“I feel like I’ve just drank some bad alcohol and had a concussion… ”

Fairy tale rate 1%

“yes.”

“Kkuk.”

“This might be fun too.”

“Gurrrr?”

“You also have a cute son.”

Geo, who was lying on the bed, hugged the small water bird tightly.

“Peace isn’t as bad as I thought.”

There were no more screams of rage in his ears.

Control of the Evil Spirit (1/1)

Fairness rate 21.1%

“… … .”

“… … .”

“Is there no place to fight?”

“Kung kung kung kung kung!!!”

“Ouch….”

I got scolded by my son for not coming to my senses.

* * *

Around the time when Geo was fully concentrating on his spirit as ‘Argio’.

“What are you doing?”

“Draw a picture.”

“Do you know how to draw?”

“Want to see?”

“huh.”

The youngest of the Cha family, Chaisol, was chatting with my partner.

“Ta-da.”

“… Well, you said you draw, but I don’t think you ever said you draw well.”

“Isn’t it so well drawn that you can run everything you want to run?”

“So I don’t know what’s wrong.”

“Look, this is a cloak… .”

“ah.”

Chaisol’s partner, Iru Da, nodded.

“Did you draw a black cloak by any chance?”

“Yeah, now that I think about it, it makes sense, right?”

“It certainly makes sense that it’s black.”

“Luda, please tell me that I drew it well, even if it’s just an empty promise.”

“Okay, I drew it.”

“This is the first time I’ve met a friend who can’t say empty words like this.”

Chaisol laughed heartily.

“Now, look again.”

“I don’t think I can look at it.”

“This is an arm. This is a leg. This is a torso…”

“Oh, yeah. I see.”

“This is snow.”

“… … .”

Then he tilted his head.

“…eye?”

“Yeah, eyes.”

“… Are you talking about a person’s eyeball?”

“I’m not that good at drawing?”

“That’s not the problem….”

The eyes were too big.

“… … .”

So much so that the human face is drawn far behind the body.

“… I thought it was just a halo.”

“Huh? Does it look like that?”

“Usually when you say eyes, they mean the ones attached to a person’s face, like ours.”

“There were some people who weren’t like that.”

“Not that person… .”

Then I saw the picture stained black again.

“… Is that person right?”

“Even black cloaks are people.”

“I don’t think so.”

The black cloak in the rumor, and the black cloak in this picture.

“…hmm.”

Until just now, I thought it was just a bad drawing.

Looking at the large, intricately intertwined eyes, I felt a little creeped out.

“Chaisol, you… said that you don’t have any gods you serve right now.”

“No, nothing. I don’t know what to do yet, so I’m not confident.”

“okay?”

For something like that.

“I see.”

I felt a ‘gaze’ in that ugly picture.

It was an ominous gaze, of a lower temperature than the one she was receiving.