The Munchkin Disciple Wants To Stop Being Obsessed Over - Chapter 191



Memory (3)

The gatekeeper of fate, the master of the scales.

The transcendent being I did not know of granted Berheim a moment of time and the power to match, according to the contract.

Temporarily granted time and power, Berheim was able to wave his hands and create false illusions on the world’s landscape.

A huge door wide open, towering high into the sky.

A crimson flame that is gradually dying down.

A black pupil that was losing its vitality and malice while fluttering around inside.

In the midst of the pitch-black darkness that was gradually fading away, a black-haired man stood precariously in the center.

As I floated through Bergheim’s memories, I knew right away.

All of this situation that I am seeing and experiencing now is the same moment in the past that the Master showed me last time.

‘That’s what it was···.’

In addition, the fact that this was all a situation that Berheim had staged with the authority granted to him by the gatekeeper.

As expected.

“Ba, Berheim···?”

The master opened his eyes.

“Ah··· No···!”

The master came towards me screaming.

“Ugh, ugh… I can’t die… Ugh!”

The teacher’s hands trembled and tears flowed.

“Daphne Iris… I agree to the contract. Whatever it is, whatever it is…!”

The master made a contract.

Without even realizing that the contract you thought you had made was actually a contract that had already been made.

Without even imagining that the contents of the contract you knew until now were different from the truth.

“Alive···.”

In front of such Daphne, Berheim spoke with a trembling voice, shedding tears of blood.

“Alive···.”

Even as he performed his last play, Berheim stroked Daphne’s bangs with genuine sorrow.

“See you again···”

With a forced smile, Berheim’s soul passed through the door.

—-

When I received the Master’s memories

“I am···.”

I hesitated and hesitated again, but eventually I looked straight into the Master’s eyes and spoke in a clear voice.

“It’s not Bergheim.”

—-

I had somewhat expected that Berheim was a possessed person like me.

-“A long time ago… there was a man who couldn’t say what he knew like you. When I asked him something, he would answer, but no one, including me, could understand his answers.”

Just as I did to my Master, Berheim also had something he could not convey to the people of this world.

-“He knew something that others didn’t know, just like you.”

-“Yes. Like you, I knew the fate that was set for others. I knew what would happen, I knew who the enemy was, and I knew what to do.”

I thought so because I knew something that others didn’t know.

As expected.

Berheim, who passed through the gate of fate…

No, the young man who returned to his daily life having lost all of his memories from the other world was the young man who had lived in my original world.

-Tap tap tap.

As I expected, I enjoy playing the game [Harem Academy].

“Oh my, I think I need to get a hair cut.”

He was an ordinary young man living in South Korea with black hair.

Yeah, I definitely expected this to happen.

but···.

“really···.”

If there’s one thing I didn’t expect at all…

“This is like a fucking trash innocent game···!”

That was me.

—–

The consciousness that was floating through someone else’s memories returns to its place, and the control of the gaze and emotions that were not entirely mine returns to me.

-Wheww

The cold wind from the sea hits my cheek and ruffles my hair.

Blurry vision begins to become clearer.

“···.”

It was dark. If it weren’t for the faint stars decorating the dark night sky, I wouldn’t even realize that I was open.

“Khuh··· Khuh··· Khuh··· I’m curious.”

The unpleasant laughter that I hear in my ears.

At the same time, all my senses came back to life.

The sensation of piercing flesh rising up through the two swords held in each hand,

A disgusting smell that rises slowly along with the panting breath,

Yet, someone’s eyes still glow dark red, filled with evil.

“What did you see that made you cry tears of blood and grieve?”

Just as the evil god said, with his chest pierced by two swords, he felt something flowing down his cheek.

“Have you seen fragments of Berheim’s memories that I have not seen? Or….”

Even though his chest had been pierced, the b*stard asked with the corners of his mouth raised in amusement.

“Did you feel the pain of Berheim being trampled by me?”

The evil spirit raised one hand and grabbed the Sword of Good and Evil that was piercing his chest.

“Have you ever experienced the despair of a fool who fails to achieve his goal and loses everything?”

The Sword of Good and Evil in his hand began to lose its starlight and turn black.

“Or are you afraid, sympathizing with the loss felt by Berheim as he cried out while looking at the faces of those dying?”

The Holy Sword was also caught in the b*stard’s other hand, and was instantly dyed black.

“Anything is fine. No matter what kind of negative emotions you are consumed by···.”

Along with the b*stard’s muttering, the starlight and mana contained in the two swords begin to disperse.

At the same time.

“Hey. You···.”

At the same time, my lips, which had been closed, opened reflexively.

“Why does that evil spirit talk so much?”

He spoke, putting strength into the palms of his hands holding the two swords, squeezing out all the starlight and mana he had.

-Oh my god!

Then, a crack appeared in the black energy that was eating the sword.

-Pfft!

Soon, the two swords, from which all the black energy had disappeared, began to emit a brilliant light.

“You asked me what I saw in Berheim’s memories? I’ll tell you. Here’s what I saw.”

Against that dazzling backdrop, I continued my story, putting my all into the sword stuck in the b*stard’s body.

“I saw how to kill a kid, you little shit.”

“···!”

He twisted the two blades. This attack must have been quite painful for him, as his face suddenly distorted, and his bloodshot pupils were filled with an emotion like confusion or fear.

Actually, I was in the same misery as well.

The reaction that was the price of deceiving Libra began to squeeze out the starlight, and it was coming at a rapid pace.

I was afraid. I couldn’t even imagine what the price of this backlash would be.

But I didn’t hesitate, because I knew for sure.

If not now, then we will never be able to completely destroy this thing.

If I don’t make this decision now, I won’t be able to survive this guy.

If you hesitate now, the price of your hesitation will be the destruction of the world.

We must not make the same mistakes as Bergheim in the past and feel the same sense of loss.

“go away.”

So, with those last words, I tried to burst all the starlight and mana contained in the sword.

“Ugh, uh-uh-uh-uh···!”

No, that’s what I was going to do.

“K, kehahahahaha!”

And the sound of that b*stard’s laughter.

-Tingle!

Until you hear something breaking.

—-

On a cliff overlooking the coastline, which has become a battlefield of chaos where monsters and humans are intertwined.

A woman was deep in thought, looking up at the dark night sky, stroking the fur of a baby blue tit sleeping soundly in her arms.

“Berheim···.”

Daphne, for the first time in a long time, recited the name of a man from her old memories.

“If only I had noticed it sooner… and found it sooner….”

The words he had been searching for, the wedding stone he needed.

I resent myself from 1,000 years ago for not knowing such things.

“So if we had ended the war and faced tomorrow together···.”

“Hoo,” she muttered, letting out a deep sigh through her small lips.

“What was it like?”

I’m afraid I’ll get sick, I’m afraid I won’t be able to get out.

So, those are memories I tried hard not to recall.

But once I started to think about it, the memories and emotions from that time came rushing back like a tidal wave, as if it had just happened.

-“Alive···.”

-“Alive···.”

-“See you again···.”

His last face and voice dissipated into dust.

-“I picked it up on the way.”

-“What are you going to do when the war is over? Well···.”

-“I wonder if I should go see you again.”

His appearance shook my heart

-“Okay. I’m doing it because I want to. You just sit back and take it quietly.”

-“You want to learn how to cook? You think you can do it well? Phew! Daphne, wouldn’t it be more realistic to say you’d rather be better at both swordsmanship and magic than me?”

His smiling face, which was sometimes annoying,

-“If your food tastes good··· um···.”

-“Yes, I swear. If something like that really happens···.”

-“I’ll be held captive by you for the rest of my life. What do you think?”

His promise, whether it was a joke or sincere, I will never know.

“what···.”

Daphne, who had recalled every single one of them, lowered her head for a moment, then wiped her eyes with her sleeve and looked up at the night sky again.

“yet···.”

It doesn’t matter. I have a present that is more precious to me than the past.

Daphne, who was about to mutter something, quickly got up from her seat without being able to finish what she was saying.

-Tingle!

Because of a sound that seemed to be heard clearly in my ears even though it was far away.