I’m a Hero, but I Gave Up Saving the World

81 – Carlos’ apple

‘Why… Why did this happen? Why… ? Why am I the king… I’m crawling on the floor after being beaten by a mere commoner… ?’

When faced with a major crisis in life, people look back on their past lives.

Carlos, in particular, was a man with a lot of past to revisit.

After all, I’ve lived ten times the average person’s life.

‘When I first heard about the plan of eternal life from my father… It felt good. I thought it would work’

Hearing his father’s suggestion to save life by transferring the soul to another body, Carlos went one step further and conspired to take over the soul.

Thanks to that, it was Carlos’s soul that appeared on the surface no matter who it was transferred to.

‘It was a genius plan, I think’

‘It was a divine move to spread the news that the hero and the saint were killed by the devil at the time when doubts about the existence of the devil were slowly rising.’

‘There is no other way to explain that I used my older sister, who was a thorn in my eye, for my plans other than that my genius saw the light of day’

‘I put the imprint of a slave on my sister, and Bonita, who was the only witness, manipulated her memory’

‘Of course I didn’t divulge the secret to anyone. Not once in a thousand years!’

‘Then why did you get caught… ? fuck… I don’t know.’

The past days passing by like a panorama…

When he sat on the throne and yelled at him, he would naturally accumulate money, the royal authority that was getting stronger day by day, and if he saw a pretty woman, he would make her a concubine on the spot.

It didn’t matter if the other person was a married woman, it was rather good.

“Wait! I also remembered stabbing a stupid man who said, “She is my wife,” and kidnapping a woman.

The woman had to live up to Carlos, who killed her husband, for 30 years.

That’s the power of power.

A means to make nonsense into sense and force others to do what they do not want.

So once you become addicted to power, you cannot live without it.

for a thousand years… Carlos enjoyed the pleasure of being in the center of power.

The only person who could hold the king in check was the hero, but… Fortunately, not a single warrior appeared, nagging, “Please spread politics that cares more about the people.”

‘Yeah… It was decided a thousand years ago that only such a person would be chosen as a hero on purpose’

It was something I had explicitly stated in front of my sister, and she agreed.

Irene was the one who agreed to my plan and even offered the holy sword.

The fact that the stone statue of Irene, who was in charge of the summoning ceremony, brought all of the warrior candidates from another world were trash Carlos wanted, which was proof that my sister was obeying me.

Thanks to this, personality-breakers who were timid, greedy, couldn’t use women and alcohol, and didn’t care about other people as long as they were happy with themselves, took turns taking the place of the hero for a thousand years.

In harmony with the hero, he wandered the streets at night and had many obscene parties.

「Fortunately, my sister summons the hero as I intended. Is it because of the imprint of the slave? Anyway, I’m glad I finally realized who was the master and who was the slave.”

Even though she was an older sister, she always made up her mind to scold her as she always spoke in a tone of admonishment to herself, the next successor in the hierarchy.

Because Carlos is the man who can’t be freed unless he puts everything under his feet.

Fortunately, Irene also picked out the talent I wanted for a thousand years, without missing a beat, as if Irene had realized that she couldn’t attack me again after being beaten up once.

However, the summoning ceremony for the last warrior was a bit different.

“I don’t need money or women, but if humanity needs me, I will fight.”

From the first time I saw Faust, I thought it was dangerous.

This guy is a bit different.

His eyes were different from the trash he had been up until now.

Why did Irene summon such a person?

‘Unlike Faust, Kwak Dong-soo is exactly what I want as a hero.’

‘If only one Kwak Dong-soo was summoned, it would be no different from the previous summons, but I feel very happy that Faust came along’

‘… But it’s unusual for two heroes to be summoned’

then… After thinking about it, I came to the conclusion that Irene tried to summon only Kwak Dong-soo, but accidentally brought Faust nearby as well.

It doesn’t happen often, but sometimes it does.

But now, Carlos asked himself if he hadn’t made a big mistake.

in other words,

‘It wasn’t Faust that came with it… Wasn’t it Kwak Dong-soo?’

‘Isn’t Irene intentionally summoning Faust from the beginning?’

‘It was a play to gain trust by faithfully summoning only foolish bastards as I ordered.’

‘Isn’t the truth still rebelling against me?’

As proof of that, I’ve been thinking about it since I first saw it, but Faust… The first hero, John, whom I don’t even remember anymore… The appearance was very similar.

I thought it was just a coincidence… Even that now felt like some sort of coincidence of fate.

—Carlos, who had been caught by Faust and was flying somewhere, was thinking about that.

“D-D-Geum, where are you going?” ?”

“I miss your villa.”

Hearing the word villa, there was no place that immediately came to mind.

There must be a lot of villa-like things.

However, as the scenery of the Demon Continent gradually came into view and the castle of the Demon King, which seemed to have been pulled out of Aurelia’s palace, got closer, Carlos finally remembered the place where he betrayed his sister and left a thousand years ago.

“Why, why is Yongye here… ?”

“It sounds like fucking shit. Just fix your teeth and tongue. If you’re going to apologize, you should at least say it out loud.”

“to… ?”

Faust clenched Carlos’ chin and cast a spell.

Healing magic is not his specialty, but the wound in his mouth has been restored to the point where he can speak straight.

“Did you say sorry… ? to whom… ”

“Who is it?”

Faust grabbed Carlos by the collar and dragged him into the castle.

“I am your sister.”

“sister… ? no wait… Yo… Keugh… Hey, put this… ”

“You have no rights from now on. Do it if you want to, don’t do it if you don’t. There is nothing you can ask for. If you tell me to do this or that again next time, I will cut off your arm. Even if you don’t have an arm, you can still apologize.”

“No, just wait a minute. Let’s talk.”

“I will cut off your arm for violating the warning.”

Faust actually raised the blade like a saw and cut off Carlos’ shoulder blade.

Clean, machine-cut edges.

It was so sudden that Carlos screamed a beat late.

“aaa!!! It hurts!! Ahhh!!!!!!! aaa!! eight!! My arm!!!”

“Shut up and follow me. By the way, what I am saying is absolutely not threatening, everything is sincere, so don’t take it lightly. If you say that you don’t want to go again next time, then I’ll gouge out your eyes.”

“Ugh… ugh… ”

‘Crazy bastard. This baby is a really crazy baby. not human I’m 100 percent serious about plucking out my eyes.’

As he was being dragged away, Carlos cursed and cursed Faust inwardly.

‘If it wasn’t for this bastard, I’d still be happy and enjoying myself’

‘Where did such an evil spirit come from?’

‘You fucking bastard… I will definitely take revenge. certainly… As long as you live, there is hope. The final weapon remains… ‘

Carlos was eventually impaled on a stake and taken to a room with his sister lying in a coffin.

“It’s beautiful… ”

Unexpectedly, this was Carlos’ first word when he saw his older sister in a thousand years.

I have never seen a woman more beautiful than my sister.

It was surprising that her beauty had been maintained like a preservative for a thousand years.

The cute Bonita is now a wrinkled old man.

“beautiful? Why are all cubs like you? Even when I see my older sister who was sealed because of you, all I can say is that she is pretty. Shall I tell you what you need to say instead? It’s “I’m sorry” and “I was wrong.”

“… … … .”

“What are you doing, you idiot, apologize.”

“Ugh!”

Faust kicked Carlos in the hamstrings, forcing him to kneel.

dump.

My knee hurts from hitting the hard marble floor.

The king knelt down.

In front of the older sister she had sealed herself a thousand years ago.

‘I want to apologize… ? really my I wanted to do something else, but… Did you bring me here just to apologize? It’s a low-key idea that a commoner would think’

Carlos looked up at his sister’s sleeping face with confident eyes that did not have a single tear in them.

A stupid woman who, despite being born into royalty, was friendly with commoners.

No matter how noble blood you inherit, if your conduct is not right, you will walk around with such words.

If I relax, I feel like I’m going to eat and laugh at any moment.

But, I persevered.

Because Faust was staring at me with watchful eyes.

‘It’s nothing like an apology. Don’t underestimate politicians. If you get out of this crisis, I’ll kill you with the final weapon’

Carlos took a deep breath, squeezed out his tears like a crocodile, and acted as pitiful as possible.

“sister… You were here… Seeing my sister suffer, my younger brother’s heart is torn into a thousand and ten thousand pieces… How did our brother and sister, who were really close, become like this… I wonder if this is a trick of fate… ”

“Stop, stop, stop.”

“Ouch! Aww!!!”

Faust hit the back of the head with the club used by the Orc King Obite, who was spewing out hypocrisy.

There was the sound of skulls breaking.

Carlos couldn’t come to his senses for a while and moaned in dizziness before finally opening his mouth.

“Why… why did you hit me… ”

“You crazy bastard, who told you to apologize? Do you want to act?”

Faust had already seen through the childish play of worn-out politicians.

Like a goblin judging sinners in the underworld, he held a club and stood next to him as if he would swing it at any time.

“Apologies again, Carlos. make an apple like an apple Don’t apologize like shit.”

“… Mi, sorry, sorry, can I just say something like this?”

“Oh, my god!”

“Ahh!!!”

This time the club struck him in the forehead.

Even the hard forehead bone was broken and a tremendous headache came.

“Ah ah ah ah ah!!! it hurts!”

“No, no, you have to apologize from your heart. Do I have to coach you on how to apologize? I’m not lying down now, but I’m chewy. ”

“But if I say what I think, they will beat me for not liking it!”

“yes.”

“No, not ‘yes’… ”

Blood ran down his face from the wounds he had been beaten back and forth on the head.

“then… If I don’t give you a satisfactory apology, I will have to keep beating you, so why don’t you tell me how to apologize?”

“Of course. After saying “Please apologize like this,” would that make you feel better if you apologized like that? Fuck if you feel the truth. Of course, the person making the apology decides what to do to ease the feelings of the person receiving the apology. Don’t you even know the basics?”

“Then at least don’t hit me for not liking the apology… A few more hits and I’m going to die… ”

“Okay, apologize.”

When I first heard that I should apologize to Irene, I honestly felt complacent.

what a difficult thing that is

Giving an apology that is not in your heart is something you will experience countless times in your life.

But… A sincere apology is a bit difficult.

Looking back, I wonder when I did something like that.

I don’t know what to do.

Carlos simply appealed to Irene in a tearful voice.

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Right after being beaten so painfully, tears welled up.

“I’m sorry, sister! I have done a very great wrong to you! As a younger brother and as a human being… It was unforgivable! I apologize for this.”

“If you know it’s wrong, you shouldn’t do it.”

“Wow!!”

This time, Faust kicked Carlos’ stomach with his tiptoe.

It hurts so much that I can’t breathe. I think my diaphragm has burst.

“Why… why did you hit me… Yes, I apologized… Kuwuck!”

“It is an unforgivable sin. so i didn’t forgive why? Are you dissatisfied? Did you actually think you could be forgiven? So, did you gossip? Do you want to go back?”

“… … … … ”

As he grabbed his stomach, which was rocking with pain, Carlos had an ominous thought.

‘You bastard Faust, isn’t the purpose just to make me die while apologizing to Irene from the beginning?’

Even as he thought about that, Carlos couldn’t help but fall on the floor and apologize to his sister.

His speech became servile and pitiful as time passed.