The Blind Saint Who Can See - Chapter 33
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#33. One-shot spring dream (2)
“Please wait a moment.”
S Airlines’ first class offers limousine pick-up service to your desired location.
“Don’t you have a separate carrier?”
“yes.”
I nodded coolly and got into the black GLS with the three-pointed star flashing. My phone was ringing like crazy because I hadn’t attended the wedding.
It’s pointless. Unless you want to live as a slave even in your dreams.
Even though I looked striking from afar, the driver didn’t say anything to me other than what was necessary. I felt like a real VIP.
‘Well, strictly speaking, I continued to live as a VIP after reincarnation.’
The saintess was practically treated as a state guest wherever she went, so she was treated no less than she is now, if not more. However, the reason why it feels so unfamiliar is because this is the modern era where I was born and raised.
Why is there such a saying? The modern middle class enjoys far more affluence than the kings of centuries ago. That was exactly the case. No matter how much money or how high your status, you can never enjoy the luxury of driving an air-conditioned German SUV in that world.
“I’ve arrived. Follow me.”
Shortly after arriving at Incheon International Airport, a dedicated staff member came out and guided me straight to the first-class lounge. This time, the attention of those around me was definitely on me.
Until you enter the lounge.
Once you sit down, check-in and immigration are automatically completed. I’ve ridden prestige class a few times with school money when visiting for research purposes, and it’s definitely good value for money.
Especially if it’s free money.
I ordered a course meal from the chef and had a simple dinner, and even took a nice shower in a bathroom with warm water for the first time in over 10 years… … .
‘About 30 minutes until departure.’
Now it was time to slowly get up.
“I will assist you with boarding procedures.”
The Korean flight attendant, who is part of Star Alliance, guided me to the boarding gate and completed her final task.
I opened the room, which was divided like a capsule on both sides, and there was a bed and a chair there. I fiddled with my smartphone one last time before takeoff.
[mom]
[dad]
[Lee Do-jun]
This is the contact information for my parents and my naughty little brother. There are no messages.
“… … .”
Actually, I hesitate.
If I call right now, I might be able to hear your voice. If I cancel my flight like a crazy person and go home, maybe I’ll see my family…
At that moment.
[Lee Do-jun: Hey]
[Lee Do-jun: Are you coming home today?]
[Lee Do-jun: Dad bought you your favorite strawberry cake]
[Lee Do-jun: I’ll celebrate your birthday, it’s an honor, lol]
The message came as if it were a lie.
I jumped up. My heart was pounding so hard it felt like it was going to jump out. A cold sweat was running down my body.
I remember this day.
That day, when I couldn’t return home despite my younger sibling and parents’ requests, and instead went to Daejeon to celebrate someone else’s wedding.
… What did I say then?
“Sir, we will be taking off soon. Please be seated.”
“… Ah. Ah, yes.”
But that was the end of it.
Soon the plane slowly took off. The message was never answered.
Because I woke up from a dream.
I looked around and saw that there were huge tree roots surrounding me.
“Ugh, haa.”
I moved my body hard and it came out more or less. It wasn’t that hard since the original purpose was to just keep the sleeping person still.
‘It went pretty much as expected.’
There are two main ways to escape from the day’s dream.
First, death.
Second, run away to a place very far from the source of your dreams.
The original and easiest way is the former. The latter is a kind of expedient that exploits the blind spot of the limited scope of dreams.
It would have been difficult to predict in one day. The only means of transportation on the Eastern Continent were carriages and ships, so it would take at least a week to get out of the dream range.
I stood up, staggering. The house that had been lying there until then was completely shattered and hard to see. When I raised my head, a huge cherry blossom tree stood there, so big that it was hard to guess its size, as if it was piercing the sky.
“In the middle of the royal road… … .”
This is also as expected.
To be exact, it’s just like the original.
I quickly turned my gaze. It was no problem to find Cedric buried in the nearby tree roots.
‘From Cedric? Or Izumi?’
In the original, the first person to come out of the dream was Cedric. For someone who lives in the darkness, taking his own life might not be that difficult.
The worry was fleeting.
“Krrrrrr.”
A creepy warning sound rang out from behind. It was a monster.
‘… born from a nightmare?’
The body of the day is that tree.
She feeds on the negative emotions of humans by entangling them with her roots and causing them to fall into nightmares. In fact, all demons feed on the negative emotions of humans, although their methods are different.
And the moment emotions are converted into magic, a random monster is born as a byproduct.
The monsters, which are nothing more than a byproduct of magical power, are not irrational, so they are not that difficult of an opponent even for an ordinary knight. The problem was that my body was weaker than that of an average adult woman.
“… This is it. (This fucking shit, really.)”
No matter how strong Cedric is, he is no different from a living doll while in Haru’s dream. Furthermore, I am the only conscious human in this royal capital.
It means that we have to deal with that guy somehow. I’m breaking out in a cold sweat.
Knock knock.
As I tapped my foot, the wolf-shaped monster’s head turned towards me. Its red eyes lit up brightly.
“Kwaang!”
Kwaaak. Bang!
The monster’s hind leg muscles contracted for a moment, then it leaped toward me with sharp claws. I immediately sat down and rolled around on the ground. At the same time, I picked up a fallen rock and threw it at the monster with all my might.
“Bang!”
hit.
The monster that was hit in the nose screamed and shook its head. It kept scratching its nose with its front paw as if it was in pain, and then puffed up its body as if it was angry.
The bastard’s gaze is still directed at me, not at Cedric, who is lying on the floor like a corpse. That’s fortunate.
‘What should I do?’
Adrenaline surges as the decision is directly related to survival. My arms and legs are covered in blood after just one roll.
“Krrrr.”
Thanks to the nose hit earlier, instead of rushing at me, the creature just stands there with its tail up and glares at me. It’s a guard that will collapse in an instant if it realizes that I’m weak.
‘It won’t be easy.’
No, but… … .
When I touched the corner of my mouth, the corners of my mouth went up slightly. There was no need to ask why.
Since it had come to this, I decided to become a gambler. I exhaled slowly, looked straight into the bastard’s eyes, and slowly walked forward.
The bastard flinches. But my target wasn’t a monster from the beginning.
“Lord Cedric.”
He sat on top of Cedric, who was lying there like a corpse, and wrapped him up. The monster flinched at his incomprehensible actions.
Meanwhile, I held his hand and took out the magic scroll.
‘I never thought I’d actually use this.’
Since I knew all about how this incident would unfold, I had spent quite a bit of money on the scroll in advance.
The explosion magic I gave to Cedric, the signaling magic in case of an emergency, the magic to forcefully invade other people’s dreams, and even a blank magic scroll so I could draw it myself.
The problem is that I can’t breathe magic into it myself.
“I’ll use some magic.”
This part seems to be solved thanks to Cedric. Just by being near him, the scroll begins to slowly react to the flowing magic.
Okay, then where?
“See you in your dreams, Cedric.”
My eyes are closed.
Immediately after, the monster also rushed at me.
***
smell of burning.
The screaming self.
“Be a good adult.”
Justinas tries to smile.
It was a terrible nightmare. Cedric witnessed Justinas’ death dozens, if not hundreds, of times without noticing it. It was a nightmare.
Being aware of the nightmare didn’t make it any better. No matter how much he whispered that it was a dream, the image of Justinas disappearing into the burning house before his eyes continued to gnaw at his mind.
“Ah, ahh. Aaaah… … .”
He sat there, curled up and shivering. There was nothing he could do as a boy in his early teens.
Ten years passed in that state.
“I have a request.”
Cedric, who had repeated the death of Justinas, looked down at the priest who had come to see him with empty eyes.
“Hurry up and go.”
“Huh? Aren’t you going to listen to the content?”
“No need.”
Is this a dream or reality?
There is nothing I can know. It is too horrible to be reality and too vivid to be a dream.
But Cedric had hope. Now that he knew that Justinas was in the temple across the sea, there was nothing left to fear.
No, I thought so…
“My name is Izumi Polli! I heard from His Holiness the Pope that he is a great martial artist.”
“… … What is this?”
“yes?”
As soon as he arrived at the temple, he grabbed the warrior who greeted him by the collar.
“Stop talking nonsense. Tell me where the saint is.”
“Seo, are you a saint?”
The warrior looked dumbfounded. The unlucky blonde princess, who had been watching from the side, intervened.
“Hey! Stop being so rude.”
“Rude? Huh.”
Cedric snorted.
“Are you trying to fool me right now? Right now, the saintess… … .”
“So, what on earth have you been talking about?!”
The warrior who was still being held by Cedric shook his hand away and shouted.
“A saint? There is no such thing.”
“……what?”
The black eyes shook.
“Don’t lie. Wasn’t the saint definitely in Aegis?”
“Your Majesty, what you said is correct.”
Pope Zephyrus appeared behind him. Zephyrus, with his narrow eyes and grin as always, explained in a somewhat troubled tone.
“For some reason, this time, the adult was appointed with the name of Yongsa, which is different from usual. It seems that the Demon Tribe will be on the rise… … .”
“That’s, what.”
Cedric’s mouth opened. A possibility he didn’t want to believe flashed through his mind.
So, if.
What if… … all of Justinas’ memories of his existence were his dream, and this was in fact reality.
My head hurt.
“…Please leave me alone for a moment.”
Which one is reality?
If it was a nightmare, I wanted to wake up quickly. However, even after several days, this place without Justinas remained the same.
It’s peaceful. It’s still the same.
Without her.
After a long time in that state, at some point, that thought occurred to me.
‘What is the value here?’
It’s a world without Justinas.
A world like that would be better.
rather…….
The face she held with both hands gradually turned gray. Her pupils, which had been round, gradually became sharper, and her neatly covered bangs began to tangle and split.
That was when.
“Cedric.”
My eyes lit up.
Cedric let out a trembling breath as a slender hand covered his shoulder. He didn’t have the courage to look back, fearing that this moment would just disappear like a mirage.
“It’s time to wake up from the dream.”
“You, s… … .”
“Yeah. Cedric.”
She whispered softly.
“I’m here.”
“Youth, you, s. Youth… … .”
Cedric, who had been rolling her nickname over and over in his mouth, mustered up his courage and turned his head. Then, Justinas was there, smiling like an angel.
Their eyes meet.
“Cedric.”
“Youth, your eyes-”
Unlike the girl in his memories who was blind, Justinas in front of him was staring at him with precise focus. Her blue eyes, full of life, were more beautiful than stuffed animals.
“Cedric. Do you trust me?”
“huh.”
“Then stab yourself in the heart.”
“My heart…?”
“Can you do it?”
“For you.”
Cedric nodded, took off the dagger from his waist and held it in his hand.
Then he stabbed me.
There was not a shred of hesitation.
“thank you.”
There was no groan. The warm blood drained from my body and I became cold.
Still, I was happy.
“You are my precious friend.”
“Friend, is that… … .”
“hmm.”
When Justinas heard that, he closed his eyes gently and shook his head.
“No, actually we’re not friends.”
“then…?”
“I like you, Cedric.”
Immediately afterwards, my heart stopped.
The clock turns over. Cedric opens his eyes to the pungent scent of blood.
and.
“Ugh, gasp… … .”
“… … Youth?”
“Ah, haa.”
Justinas, covered in blood, sat on top of him and smiled faintly.
“Did you sleep well, Cedric?”