The Military Chef of a Ruined World - Chapter 460



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Episode 460: Just like me.

{Have I ever told a single lie to the Commander?}

“… … .”

When I heard that,

I could only stare blankly at that face.

That makes sense.

As he said, he never lied to me.

Because I’ve never hidden anything.

‘No, that’s not all.’

If you think about it.

This guy has actually been nothing but helpful to me.

While you have always been honest with me.

I was just annoyed and hostile towards the guy.

I was keeping a close eye on him through Ariella.

I did things without thinking much about it.

To summarize what he said from his perspective… … .

‘To be honest, there were some parts that were disappointing… … .’

No, there were quite a few.

{I don’t know what I did wrong to be like this.}

At that guy’s attitude.

I had a feeling I was a little bit misjudged by this guy.

‘This guy is definitely rational.’

but.

That being said.

‘He’s not a guy without feelings.’

A leader monster who leads vicious monsters.

Because of that image, I ended up treating him strangely prickly.

If you think of that guy as a normal human being.

Anyone could see that it was me who was at fault.

‘Oh, indeed.’

and.

It was only after a while that I realized why I had been so hostile to this guy.

I could tell that I didn’t trust this guy easily and was suspicious.

‘Because there’s never been a guy who’s been this kind to me…’

Of course, the otherworldly beings I’ve met.

Of all the people I’ve met in my life.

There was no one as honest as this guy.

Of course, monsters, but also people.

Regardless of whether that existence is good or evil.

Most people have their own inner thoughts.

The reason I started to think this way was none other than this.

‘… … [Taste bud enhancement]’

After gaining this power to taste the emotions of others.

I was able to taste a little bit of the emotions of everyone I talked to.

Even the one who has the deepest loyalty to me.

When talking to me, there were many times when I hid my true feelings.

After gaining this power.

I know everyone is hiding their true feelings.

I began to think that I had to use this power to find out what was inside.

But, as is the case with everything in life.

There were also exceptions.

{I wanted to strengthen my friendship with the Legion, but… … I am starting to doubt my actions.}

‘truth.’

That’s it.

This guy.

but.

I never would have guessed that this guy would fall into that exception.

no.

Honestly, this makes sense.

Krunt… … .

‘A monster that looks like that wouldn’t have any inner feelings… … How can you believe something like that?’

Compared to any monster I’ve ever met.

This guy is more hideous and grotesque.

Because the monsters I was dealing with out there were the same.

but.

If you think about it… … .

‘That guy was saying there were cultural differences and stuff.’

at last.

That guy is from another world.

I think I’m pretty average looking.

To some otherworldly beings, my appearance may seem utterly hideous.

Some otherworldly beings might see me as an incredibly beautiful being.

Judging the essence of another being solely by its appearance…

It was an unbelievable blunder on my part.

{Why don’t you trust me so much… I don’t understand.}

“… … .”

In that regard.

I could only stand there with my mouth open, unable to answer.

Yeah, that’s right.

Because you can’t just answer that and say, ‘Because you look so disgusting.’

“Really, you’re not trying to fool us?

{That’s right.}

“… …Why?”

Instead of answering that question, I say:

I asked the guy a question with a serious attitude.

{… … ?}

and.

The guy’s response to that was… … .

It was pretty simple.

{Is there a reason to lie?}

Mild taste.

truth.

“If I ask a question… … do you plan on cleverly mixing truth and lies in it?”

{But there isn’t any.}

This is also true.

This guy is really, really unbelievable.

He had no intention of deceiving us.

I’ve been trying to figure out what’s on his mind for a while now.

I had to wonder how I could find out what was on his mind with such trivial questions.

“If that’s true, let me ask you a few more questions.”

{I never asked you. Do whatever you want.}

But, if that guy were to be honest with me.

“The reason you hate gods. And… … .”

While twisting and turning annoyingly.

There’s no need to use all sorts of leading questions to get answers from him.

“Tell me what you want to gain by establishing friendly relations with us.”

{… … .}

* * *

Let me get straight to the point.

The guy answered with a slightly hesitant voice.

{It’s easy to answer the second question. But… … .}

“but?”

{The first reason is… … a little bit awkward to say.}

This was also true.

Apart from the fact that the guy doesn’t lie to me.

It’s understandable that there may be things that are difficult to talk about.

and.

The first question he asked that was awkward was… … .

‘The reason why I came to hate God.’

From our last conversation.

The guy showed his disgust to me without hiding it.

I wanted to ask the reason in the first place.

According to the feelings I had for the guy at that time.

I thought it would be a very sensitive issue, so I didn’t ask.

It seems my thoughts were correct.

“I do that because I want to know.”

{… … ?}

then.

hmm.

“As you know, in this land… … there is no such thing as a deity as you so detest. We are so ignorant of such beings.”

{… … .}

“but.”

It’s hard to believe it based on my appearance.

The guy was honest with me.

“You know that, right?”

Then me too.

I guess we need to take this guy a little more seriously.

“I have tasted the anger you feel. There must be a reason for that anger.”

{… … .}

“I… … I want to know what kind of beings those guys are, and why they have to be so angry… … I want to know the reason.”

To my words:

Doctor… … No.

The monster that looked like a doctor’s terminal blankly stared at my face.

{If that’s the reason.}

What were you thinking?

After being lost in thought for a long time, he soon opened his mouth.

{Can you answer a little?}

“……thanks!”

The body sagged.

A weak voice echoed in my head.

{Where do you think… …my medical skills come from?}

* * *

As is the case with most other worlds.

In his world, there was also a being who became the master of that world.

{I was originally a priest. A priest who served the great one… … and I sat at the bottom.}

and.

The ‘doctor’ was said to be a faithful follower and priest of such a god.

“From a priest to a doctor?”

{To be exact, it’s a little different. He was a priest and a doctor, I guess.}

“… … ?”

I tilted my head.

The doctor continued speaking calmly.

{His divine power was… … healing and restoration.}

“… … !”

{All the priests who represented his will had to have excellent medical skills.}

Although I was surprised, I could understand what he meant.

The guy calls himself a ‘doctor’.

Because I was able to learn the origin of that medical technique.

{He… … promised eternal, painless life to his devoted followers.}

and.

The words that follow are… … .

It was a proposal that even I found appealing.

‘Eternal and painless life.’

That’s what I want more than anything.

Because that was exactly the kind of life it was.

And at the same time.

“Is that possible?”

It feels like no matter what you do, you can’t get it.

Because that was the kind of life it was.

{I believed it was possible. I had evidence. Those who rejected his faith or committed sins did not live more than a hundred years at most, while I, who was the last of the priests who followed him, lived dozens of times longer than the sinners.}

I couldn’t help but flinch a little at those words.

This guy.

How old are you?

“… … If you just listen to his story, he seems like a good guy.”

{… … He was a god who received the sincere love of many believers, including me… … That was the kind of god he was.}

“But… … why now.”

{Why?}

To my words:

That dizzying spiciness I felt last time.

It’s curling at the corner of my mouth again.

{Can’t you tell that I’m here right now?}

“… … .”

Yeah… … .

I turned my head slightly and looked out the window.

There are countless monsters scattered throughout Gangnam.

I was trembling in sympathy with the doctor’s anger.

‘I said you were a liar…’

I guess he doesn’t want to tell me the details of the situation.

As you said.

{… … You looked quite unimpressive.}

The fact that that guy is here right now… … .

That must mean that promise wasn’t kept.

That must be why he’s so angry.

“Then why do you want to be friendly with us?”

The next thing to ask is.

The question was whether or not the guy had other intentions.

{As I said, that promise was not kept. To be exact, it was a blatant lie that could not be kept in the first place.}

“so?”

{But still.}

and.

The guy was pretty cool about this part.

{I… … plan on somehow getting what he promised me.}

“If that’s what he promised.”

{Eternal and painless life.}

The taste I felt from the guy changed a little.

A cool yet bitter taste.

{After I found out that his promise was a lie… … do you know what my first feeling was?}

“… … Well. I guess I know.”

{It was scary.}

horror.

{I was so scared of the death that would come to me someday.}

“… … .”

* * *

If what he says is true.

He must have originally been promised eternal life and immortality.

{I was afraid of the fact that one day I would become a corpse and rot away ugly.}

The guy who had been like that suddenly realized that that promise was a lie.

{I was so scared of the fact that such a future was certain that I could barely control my body.}

When you are faced with the death that you thought would never come to you.

How much fear must have been felt by that guy?

I couldn’t even guess properly.

{… … I found out later. Death is the natural ending that comes to all living beings.}

“… … .”

{From your perspective, I must seem so weak and… … insignificant. But what can I do? I… … .}

The guy.

He spoke with a trembling voice, as if he was afraid to even say those words out loud.

{I’m so afraid of death.}

and.

To that guy’s words… … .

I couldn’t answer.

‘That I’ll look weak and insignificant?’

That’s funny.

That makes sense.

‘This guy is just like me.’

The fear the guy felt.

Because it was exactly what I was feeling.

‘Nana, come to my precious people… … the end.’

Me too.

I’m so afraid of the death that will come someday.

He struggled to build up the strength to resist that death.

There were several times during that struggle that I was on the verge of death.

Thanks to that, I thought I was slowly moving away from inevitable death.

But still.

I still couldn’t shake it off.

Perhaps I will spend the rest of my life trying to escape from that death.

And this guy.

{… … So. I started researching.}

In a slightly different direction from me.

It was a desperate struggle to overcome that inevitable death.