Living as an Unemployed in Another World

98 – 4. Silence in the Helmet (14)

14.

When her nose was filled with the scent of flowers mixed with soap, she called me.

“Jin.”

Yes? I answered and immediately turned around. She motioned for me to come closer. The scent of the aroma was strong, but the closer I got, the more subtle the smell of flesh emanated, and I inadvertently drew my attention to the small puddle on my collarbone. Facing the flesh-colored sight in front of me, I bowed down in front of the bathtub.

She stretched out her arm and put her wet hand on my chest. It wasn’t anything particularly unusual. There was nothing particularly ‘strange’ in the mansion. Everything was strange and eccentric and tied to her. I also didn’t have any doubts. I just lowered her slightly to keep her wrists from breaking, only to worry that her heartbeat might be too loud.

For more than ten seconds, she felt my heartbeat through touch——I still couldn’t figure out what her intentions were——and eventually released me from the formless bondage. The heat of the bath gave me a slightly reddened cheek, but it gave me a smile that I couldn’t understand the meaning of. The witch. As always.

…… It’s an old memory. One of my many memories. Maybe at that time? Only now do I have doubts. Of course, even if I knew, I wouldn’t have thought of resisting at the time. I bit my molars hard.

“Jin? Are you okay?”

I blocked the space between us with the palm of my hand as if pushing away Janice, who was looking up anxiously. Slot, no, slot’s role, as long as you know clearly about the imitating curse. Now I’m thinking about why. Why did the witch plant this in me?

──You have no talent.

Are you paying attention to what I said? Frustrated and despaired that I couldn’t use magic, so you forced me to use magic in this way?

Help? Consideration? I couldn’t stop the twisting of my mouth. At one point, I thought she was like me. Ironically, there was a time when I genuinely believed in that idea. But not now. Caring is based on empathy. And she, in the end, never understood me.

If you wanted to torment me, if you wanted to give me hope and drop me back to despair, I understand. However, it is not very efficient for that. Even me who knows her magical skills, no, even those who know that she is the same as magic itself, know that it is troublesome to engrave a ‘curse’ with such a function into my heart without my knowledge. And she was never the type to do such troublesome things.

But…… If so why

If you wanted to enslave my soul, if you wanted to make it a slave, you could do that. She had the power and even the right to do so.

If you wanted to save me, you should have done that a long time ago. Since you are lowly and unable to use magic, I wish you would lick my feet while saying that you would help. I would have gladly licked those white toes.

Without reaching out to me when I was frustrated, without mocking myself for not being able to get away from myself, and only finally manifesting it now after four years, is it torturing me like this again?

Does it remind me every time, every time, every time I forget? What the heck do you want to do I still don’t know what you wanted to do. I clenched my fists until my nails dug into my skin.

“… ….”

Slowly drop the raised hand to your lap. The gloomy face of Janice, which I had covered, falls into my field of vision. I met her gaze with her and bowed her head helplessly.

Just in case, really.

What if, really, she had no ill intentions on her part?

What if this ‘curse’ was, ironically, her best masterpiece that allowed me to use her magic most safely, and also her best?

I don’t know why it was only now, 4 years later, that it was able to unleash its power, but at least it wasn’t her intention?

Even you…… There are challenges that cannot be overcome.

If that was the problem.

I turned away from only one possibility. I turned my back on him.

Because that shouldn’t be the case.

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Now, you can’t do that to me.

I finally let out a big laugh. Then, he asked Zenith, who shamelessly pushed him away once.

“So, other than these curses, what about the ‘real’ slots?”

“… ….”

“Am I never going to be a wizard?”

“That…… “

Janice slurred her words. Maybe, because this stuff is in the heart, it doesn’t have a slot? I thought to myself, but…… There was very little chance of that. At the point of learning magic in the first place, that stage was already over. Out of order

And in fact, I knew perfectly well that there was no point in asking Janice about my talents. It was none other than that witch’s public figure. Although there was no malice, he knew right away that Zenith, a mediocre wizard who couldn’t even keep up with her toes, couldn’t answer her questions.

I put my arms behind the chair, straightened my back, and looked up at the ceiling. I can see the old ceiling with several layers of nails driven in after a major water leak.

“…… Sorry. You must have had a hard time researching, but I can’t say thank you.”

“…… No.”

“Thanks to you, it became clear. It is also a risky slot. Unless under any circumstances…… Also, you shouldn’t use it.”

Janice nodded quietly. As much as she told me about her soul, she would agree. However, things in the world don’t always go the way I want them to. Even if I say this, I have a vague thought that in the event of an emergency, I will eventually use magic by leaning on this slot.

What happens after that? Janice insisted that the ownership of her soul would be completely transferred to her even if she was only as good as herself. So what if you only develop your skills until then? Is it possible to claim that kind of soul in the first place? How much is erosion going? Even if time passes, can I not resist?

I can’t. To have a headache. I put my hand on my forehead. Then Janice unknowingly pushed my hand down and put it on my forehead. A little cool

“…… It hurts?”

“…… No.”

I laughed. I don’t think it’s okay to keep telling depressing stories anymore. I decided to do this research on the curse today, and I brought out another thought that had been swirling around in my head for a while.

“By the way, a cleric could cast spells on himself, right?”

Listening to my words, Janice nodded quietly. The other thoughts were about the curse of the armored knight who was not here.

“I can write. That range applies to all those who are recognized as allies. He himself is also an ally.”

“Hmm.”

“Why?”

In the battle with the devil, her vocal chords are cursed and she is unable to express herself. There must be Cure Curse [Remove Curse] Among the representative spells of the cleric, but why don’t you use the spell on yourself? In the first place, it must have been the priest who was overflowing with coldness. If the hierarchy of spells is a problem, it’s enough to ask a high-ranking priest or a cardinal with stupid words. Out of curiosity, I didn’t reveal her identity, only saying that there were people with such and such circumstances. Janice pondered for a moment before speaking.

“For spell users, wizards, sorcerers, warlocks…… There are various sects, but the system of demons is a little different.”

“Different?”

“Their attacks and spells are different in concept in the first place. If it’s a high-ranking demon that doesn’t work with normal Haeju spells, I think it can.”

After all, it means that the curse is too strong or too complex to be solved with ordinary Haeju skills. Somehow I’m losing my pulse. I listened to her symptoms and studied diligently through the magic books, but there were no results for three days. All ‘spells’ were written in the book of magic, but curses in the form of non-spells could not be studied.

“Jin, that person I mentioned earlier… ….”

Janice paused for a moment, trying to say something to me, but it was overshadowed by a knock on my door. Who is it? The visitor opened the door after knocking, probably as usual, but when he saw that the door was locked, he clattered in embarrassment. Oh dear. You haven’t placed your order yet.

“Jin…… ? Why did you lock the door? What are you doing inside?”

I almost misunderstood you again. I hurriedly activated the mage hand [Wizard’s Hand] And opened the door, and Celine was taken aback by the open door, and as soon as she entered the room, she leaned slightly forward. Instinctively I ran and got her right in front of her.

“Ah… ….”

Well, I’ve been feeling it lately, but you’ve grown up really well. The weight is no joke. I looked down at her snuggled into my arms, and then, as her Celine ran wild, I hit her chin on the top of her head and bit her tongue.

I’m not kidding, this hurt a lot more than the curse on my heart.

※

I came down the stairs at her request to have breakfast before the soup ran out. Janice declined. I don’t know if I don’t want to be misunderstood by going side by side. I understand.

However, when I discovered an unexpected person in the hall, I was taken aback. The paladin, who hadn’t come down from his room even during meals, was sitting at a table in an empty hall. She had a goblet full of wine in her hand, and her Mr. And Mrs. Coopers were watching her.

“… ….”

I see what happened. Fairly aged wine is a valuable commodity that is not easily tasted by the common people. Since she had been helped the other day, Mr. Cooper must have handed her a drink as a courtesy, but it must be a rather difficult situation for her because she does not want to show her true face to others. If it had been before, she would have refused, but is the fact that she is sitting at the table is proof that she is struggling in her own way? I hurried down the stairs.

“Knight.”

She looked behind her. Her helmet was still on, so I couldn’t see her face, but I could tell she was welcoming me. I gestured to Mr. And Mrs. Cooper and they went into the kitchen regretfully.

“Well, if you’ll excuse me, I have something to tell you.”

The knight clicked her helm and tilted her head slightly. Before she leaves for the capital again, she wants to at least solve the curse of not being able to hear her voice, but she has no clue. I just want to hear more about the before and after.

I tried to ask her about her demons that she had encountered but…… It couldn’t be done because someone hastily pushed the inn’s swing door open.

An ordinary village youth with freckles on his face and a good physique. When I saw him sweating profusely in this weather, I muttered involuntarily.

“…… Isaac?”

The eldest son of a farmer who runs a wheat field across the hill. I got up and helped him to catch his breath, and she got up too.

Soon he spoke to me with a face almost crying.

“Jin, it’s a big deal!”

“What is it?”

“──A group of winter wolves have appeared! Right under our house! Coke, my brothers and sisters are locked in the house!”

I narrowed my brows. Looking back, the few remaining guests in the hall were all looking this way. But I couldn’t help but shout for help.

Winter is a painful season. Just being out there takes a life.

Winterwolf is not an easy monster either. If there is a swarm there.

It is different from three years ago. Adventurers do not move unless they have practical reasons. I don’t have time to pamper myself like I did back then.

Suddenly, someone put a hand on my shoulder.

She was her. No,

It was a knight.

“Jin.”

She didn’t hesitate to spit out her own cracked voice, calling my name.

That sounded like he was looking at me and saying, let’s fight together

I realized again.

Although agonized, she was a knight.

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Not a noble, not a king, serving a god.

They advance by crushing all the evil things that disturb the order.