The Blind Saint Who Can See - Chapter 45
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#45. The Magician (3)
“her.”
Her eyebrows furrowed.
“You speak as if the world is in danger.”
“That’s true.”
A slight surprise spread across his red eyes at my immediate answer.
“This time, I was lucky enough to defeat Changcheon, but there are still three more high-ranking demons stronger than her. If I overcome those difficulties, I’ll be able to stand against a demon king that’s too scary to even face.”
“Sleep, wait a minute.”
Liliana opened her mouth.
“Wasn’t the Demon King something that only appeared in legends? Is it really true?”
“there is.”
I said in a serious voice.
“From the moment Lord Aether selects a warrior, war between the demons and humans is an unavoidable fate.”
“… … .”
She was speechless.
It looks like you need some time to think.
That makes sense.
The humans of this world do not even believe in the existence of high-ranking demons, let alone the Demon King.
It was after the ‘Changcheon Incident’ that the existence of the first one became known to the public, so it says everything. Even that would have been delayed even more now that the scope has been reduced thanks to me.
Anyway, Liliana just stared out the window for a while. Then, at some point, she turned her head towards me.
“I will assume that the world is truly dangerous, as you say, and that someone absolutely must step up.”
“It’s not an assumption, it’s real.”
“Why me?”
It was a pure question.
“There are many people in this country who are far more talented than me. Wouldn’t it be better to recruit a good archmage instead of a failure who will have to share the pain every time they use magic? With the reputation of a saint, it shouldn’t be that difficult.”
“no.”
I said firmly.
“Other people don’t mean anything.”
“why-”
“Because only the princess can handle the gun I make.”
“…Why?”
A strong smile appeared on my lips.
You may look confused now, but you’ll understand soon.
There is no one more suited to a warrior party than her.
I guarantee it.
“You’ll know when the gun is finished.”
How talented you are.
***
“Hey, Youth, aren’t you feeling stuffy? Should I carry you? Do you want to go for a walk?”
“…I’m okay.”
A few days waiting for Liliana’s gun.
Cedric, whose identity was revealed, abandoned all of his previous concepts and became a nobody.
“Then if you need anything, just tell me. I’ll go to the ends of the continent to get it for you.”
“That much is not necessary.”
“I do it because I want to.”
“Ahahaha… … Then can you let me rest for now? I’m a little tired.”
“Ah, uh. Get some rest.”
If you refuse excessive favors, the grass dies.
‘What can I use this for?’
Even though I had intended to control Cedric properly, I did not expect it to end up this shabby.
Izumi also looks at us with quite a strange look.
“Saint.”
Eventually, when Cedric left for a moment (probably to go to the bathroom), Izumi came over to me and asked cautiously.
“Are you by any chance being threatened by Cedric…?”
“yes?”
It’s a tricky question.
“In situations like this, don’t you usually think the opposite?”
“But to anyone who looked at it, it looked like the saintess was the one being threatened.”
That’s true.
But these days, the trend is for pretty girls to walk around with their eyes closed and be the ultimate villain?
Just like the protagonist of a classic hero story, if you let your guard down, you’ll end up lost! Just like Izumi who was stabbed by Cedric!
“Don’t worry. We just found out who each other was late.”
“Who is it?”
“Actually, I’m from the Western Continent.”
I laughed out loud.
“I spent some time with Cedric when I was a child. He’s so different now that he’s grown up… … I didn’t know who he was at first.”
It’s a somewhat dramatized story.
“iced coffee.”
However, Izumi, who was not particularly suspicious of people, was immediately convinced.
“So that’s what happened. If they were childhood friends, that’s understandable.”
“Isn’t that strange?”
“Really.”
Izumi, who had been nodding her head, suddenly changed the subject as if she remembered something.
“Oh, by the way, there’s something I’ve been wanting to ask you.”
“What is it?”
“If we had known that Changcheon was weak to fire, wouldn’t it have been much more effective to just burn it outside?”
It sounds like something that could be possible.
If I hadn’t properly looked into the original setting, I might have just set off fireworks outside.
But you were wrong.
“It was the warrior’s holy sword that brought down the heavens. The weakness of a high-ranking demon race cannot be broken with just any hammer.”
“Then why did you light the fire?”
“It’s a confirmation kill. Even if they burned down the outside, it wouldn’t have meant much.”
has a cliché-destructive nature in many ways, but at its core it is a classic warrior story.
In such a classic hero story, if a development like ‘Actually, this kind of trick was possible even without a hero’ is allowed, it quickly becomes uninteresting.
If the above were a world where this was allowed, wouldn’t it rather be an ‘original work hastily made for the purpose of ice-making’?
‘Usually, the shamans use tricks to replace the main character.’
Or, they just dispose of the original protagonist as trash. (In this case, the possessed person and the protagonist are usually the same gender.) Or they just make her the heroine. (On the other hand, in this case, the possessed person and the protagonist are different genders. Except for certain genres.) Anyway.
The original’s hidden Easter egg is ultimately just a pretense device for the ‘real protagonist’ to use future knowledge to get ahead. There’s no way such a good story will appear every time.
I’m not the main character either.
… … isn’t it?
‘uh?’
Am I the main character?
In fact, it can be seen as an Easter egg that allowed Liliana to develop her talents, which were not developed in the original work.
It’s an Easter egg so complex that only someone who’s crazy about academics can solve it.
‘Besides, the status window is not visible.’
This is a hypothesis that we have ignored because we are obsessed with the stereotype that the protagonist is usually a boring healer, but if you think about it, there have been some female protagonists who were also saints.
“… … .”
I was lost in thought.
If I were really the main character, this train of thought would also be consumed as someone’s plaything.
Because most stories are created for human entertainment.
If you think about it that way… … hmm… … .
Hey, reader?
Are you listening?
Are you scared when the letters turn red?
Or are you scared because I noticed it?
Oh, it’s not scary since it’s on the screen?
“Saint?”
“yes?”
“I called you because you suddenly became quiet. I was worried that you might still have trouble with your legs.”
“It’s nothing.”
I smiled broadly.
“I was just messing around for a bit.”
“What kind of joke is this?”
“A joke played inside.”
When I put my index finger to my lips and made a shushing gesture, Izumi laughed as if she didn’t know.
“Your Majesty, you sometimes say difficult things.”
“I’m sorry. Is that difficult?”
“No. I like that too.”
He simply passed it over and sat down in the chair next to me. It seemed like he was going to start talking seriously.
“More importantly, Saintess, when will we be leaving? I’m starting to wonder where our next destination will be.”
“I’ll be leaving soon. As soon as the princess’s weapon is completed.”
Izumi made a strange expression at that story.
“Are you really planning to invite the princess to the party?”
I asked, a little worried.
“Do you not like it?”
Although I am the de facto leader, this is still called the ‘Hero Party’, so I definitely want to respect Izumi’s opinion.
Liliana’s effectiveness is a secondary issue. The mental care of the irreplaceable protagonist is much more important.
“No, it’s not that I don’t like it! I welcome it if I have a colleague.”
Fortunately, Mr. Izumi Daein didn’t seem to hate Liliana.
“I just thought it was a little unexpected. The princess’s magic circuits are currently destroyed.”
He carefully took off his clothes.
“Given the saint’s personality, I don’t think she would allow such an unstable comrade into her party… … I made a hasty judgment.”
When I saw that sight, I blinked for a moment and became lost in thought.
‘Where did it go wrong?’
My image, somehow, doesn’t it seem much colder than planned?