The Regressor and the Blind Saint

Chapter 68

The monster roared.

shape is distorted The surrounding landscape shimmers. cognition shakes.

While Vera’s muscles were tense at that.

Slurry-.

The monster has disappeared.

Startle. Vera’s body trembled. His gaze was still on the place where the monster was.

‘how… .’

I didn’t take my eyes off of it for a moment, but how did it disappear? No, how did you deceive your senses in the first place?

Vera, who had raised a confused look at that thought, realized that he was left alone immediately and drew the dagger.

thud. thud. The heart still hasn’t stopped beating. Vera’s mind was clear of the tension that had arisen.

‘what… .’

what you just saw The illusion, Aisha who appeared at the end, was the monster.

Vera began to recall every single thing he had seen before.

‘… Second hand sound.’

That ticking sound. I definitely remember hearing it. Vera expanded his thinking and recalled the moment he heard the sound.

‘The end of the last life.’

The moment I returned. It was definitely the sound I heard at the moment when the accident sank deeply.

Then the monster you just saw.

‘The one who intervened in the regression.’

I had no choice but to come up with such a conjecture. Otherwise, I couldn’t explain what the assailant had done.

Vera continued his thoughts and began to speculate on the identity of the assailant.

‘god?’

What was the last thing you saw? They were the most influential ones to intervene in his return, so of course the gods came to mind first.

‘… not.’

Vera soon denied it.

Among the things that could explain the monster Vera knew, there was already something more suited to the gods.

The ugly face is hidden by pressing the robe. A bare hand penetrating the background in a semi-transparent state. and.

‘… pocket watch.’

A large watch that feels too big to be called a pocket watch. He was obviously wearing it around his neck.

Vera’s eyes fell deep.

‘… Orgus.’

A walker through time.

A monster belonging to the ancient species, just like Terdan and Aedrin we have seen before.

A monster who spreads mysteries by going back and forth between the past, the present and the future.

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Only when Vera recalled it could he realize what the hallucination he had just experienced was like.

‘… future.’

No, I didn’t even know what to say about the past.

What will happen if you do not intervene. The hallucinations shown by Orgus must be like that.

However, even after realizing him, there was still a part that was not pleasant.

‘why?’

Why did you show it to yourself? And what was the meaning of the words he said just before he disappeared?

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Obviously, he folded his fingers and said that.

‘count?’

I’d like to think of something more that could be a clue, but I have too few clues right now.

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Orgus, the walker of time, had very little information among the nine ancient species. Of course, it was because it was so difficult to meet.

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Orgus was dismissed as a monster that only appeared in the story because it was unclear whether or not it existed, so Vera, who had the knowledge of ancient species at the level of general continental people, could not find out much just by showing it right away.

Vera kicked his tongue, feeling the suffocation creeping up inside him, and then recalled the scene Orgus had shown him.

‘Aisha, and the magic sword.’

A scene in which Aisha, who has grown older than she is now, runs while holding a magic sword. It looked like he was running away from something. In addition, Mogol, who was torn and dirty all over, was crying.

Vera clearly remembered what he saw at that moment.

‘The magic sword was being forged.’

The moment Aisha vomited out a murmur, the demon sword responded at that moment. The dark red light of resentment. that’s what came to mind

Suddenly, Vera felt a chuckle ‘chin’.

‘Is it Aisha who completed the magic sword?’

The question that had been rotting in my head the whole time was solved.

‘Doban dies, and Aisha’s hatred dwells in the unfinished magic sword.’

With that, the magic sword was completed, and Aisha must have joined the ranks of heroes.

Again, Vera frowned as he recalled the missing Orgus. The teeth were sharply sharpened. A tendon bulged over the back of the hand that was holding the dagger.

‘What is it?’

What Orgus intends. What we want to achieve by showing the future. It was so because I didn’t know it.

It must have been some kind of intentional act, but I couldn’t get a sense of it.

Vera felt confusion fill him up.

Doban came out to the front yard of the forge, sipping alcohol, and looking at the sky, turning his head at the approaching sign.

Who is coming at this late hour? At the end of the gaze towards that thought.

“… Sir Vera?”

There was Vera walking by with his robes tightly wrapped around him.

Dovan tilted his head and asked a question to Vera as he approached.

“You haven’t slept yet?”

I thought he was sleeping, but I wondered why he was coming out of the woods.

“Yes, for a little walk.”

“Oh, I am again. I was surprised that something had happened.”

A laugh escaped Dobin’s mouth.

Vera looked at it, then looked at the glass Doban was holding in his hand and continued.

“… Were you drinking?”

“exactly. The moon is bright and I can’t sleep, so I’m not thinking of alcohol. Oh, would you like a drink?”

Vera stared blankly at Doban’s glass of wine, then shook his head.

“it’s okay. I don’t enjoy it that much.”

“I’m sorry.”

Doban drank the drink from the glass, not recommending twice at Vera’s refusal.

Vera, who looked at him, felt the hesitation that had been lingering inside him once again.

‘You must evacuate.’

It shouldn’t be too late here. I had to run away from Gartea at the bottom of that mountain range right away.

The reason why hesitation came up despite its clarity was none other than the oath he had engraved.

To escape Doban and Renee to plan for the future, in other words, it means that we have to turn away from the evil that Gartea will do.

Because it was against the oath, Vera was completely lost.

A shadow began to rise over Vera’s face.

Aisha from a different time period that Orgus had projected in her mind came to mind. The face that shed tears of hatred, forging a grudge and perfecting a demon sword, came to mind.

Vera wanted to stop it.

Because I do not believe in the cause that can be completed through the sacrifice of the unwanted, I thought it was wrong to ignore it, so I wanted to run away from them right away.

However, in order to do it, we have come to a situation where we have to turn away from other things, so this is a moment where there is really nothing we can do about it.

Those who will be sacrificed to Gartea right below, Doban and Aisha are on different sides of the scale.

A situation in which one cannot take sides.

As Vera’s troubles deepened over it.

“Do you have any concerns?”

Dovan snorted.

Vera trembled at the sudden words, and looked at Doban.

Dovan was looking straight into his eyes. A calm and serene look.

“I think you have a problem. no?”

Doban with such a face grinned.

“At this age, you know something. No matter how much you strike a sword, there is wisdom that you can acquire even if you are a worm who has lived a life. I think you can give me a little help, so can you tell me?”

Vera licked his lips for a moment at Doban’s words, then shut it off.

It’s because I thought it was pathetic for some reason that I was trying to vomit out the current situation at any moment.

Isn’t it an act of shifting responsibility to Doban about the current situation?

Isn’t it like saying that you should weigh your own life and the lives of others and make that choice?

Vera, who frowned for a moment and swallowed the words, then expressed his concerns in a slightly indirect form.

“… I have to choose between the two, and I just can’t afford to do it.”

“A choice?”

“That’s right. There are two things in different directions that neither side should let go. However, I now have a reason not to give up on either side.”

The whole time he spoke, his gaze was directed towards the air. He looked at the quiet moon rising above the black night sky and tried to ignore Doban’s expression.

Dovan looked at Vera like that, and immediately remembered, ‘It must be a concern about his relationship with Renee.’ I quickly brushed off my thoughts and picked out the words.

Select.

This young friend was dealing with the troubles that could not be left out of the doban years, so I thought that fortunately I might be able to help.

“You know?”

“What do you mean?”

“People’s vision narrows when they’re full of impatience.”

Vera’s gaze, who had been looking towards the sky the whole time, turned to Doban at the words. Doban continued the conversation, thinking that the gray eyes pierced over the face they faced looked very gloomy.

“There are many reasons for being anxious. The pressure of not having enough time right now, the compulsion to be perfect, or distrust in oneself. However, if I had to pick the worst of them all, I would pick responsibility.”

There was one day when I was just thinking about it.

“When I first found out that I was an imperial grandson, then I went to war. I did it with an unreasonable responsibility, thinking that I had to end that war.”

They only know that the devastation caused by the war is due to their own immorality, they only know that ending this war is their own business, and they only know that it is something that should not be ignored.

“For about 10 years, it seems that they have been on the battlefield. That’s exactly how I decided to get up and intervene with them. Do you know what the outcome was?”

Vera looked at Doban, then looked at the wheelchair he was sitting in.

If you think about what you lost in the war, you did it because that wheelchair was the most imaginative thing right now.

At that, Doban nodded with a deep smile.

“Yeah, I lost this leg. And the war could not be ended.”

Doban picked up the wine bottle, filled the empty glass, and continued.

“After I lost it, something caught my eye. In fact, to them, I was not an important person at all. That their war had nothing to do with me. All I could do was find somewhere else.”

The cup is full. The full glass reflected the black night sky and was dressed in jet black.

“The day I realized it, I left the battlefield. And I got Aisha. I did it with the thought that if this war was beyond my control, I should at least reduce the number of people suffering from the war as those who possess this royal blood.”

Doban sipped the night sky that had descended on the glass, and added the words.

“The moment you get caught up in something that is beyond your control, you are ruined. I think it’s okay to let go of your nervousness and turn your head a little. Surely there is something the Lord can do there, right?”

Soon the glass was empty again.

Dovan looked at the empty glass and licked his lips as if regretfully, then added that word to Vera in a playful tone.

“If the two options are in different directions, then we just have to drill another way to connect them. I know that there is no law that you have to go only on a set path.”

Vera silently listened to Doban’s words, and felt his heart flutter at one word.

“… what can be done.”

“exactly. Aren’t you half-maimed like this old woman? He is in good health and is an apostle, so he will surely find his way.”

Dovan said it like that, and then added such a word by adding his own humor.

“Well, if that doesn’t work, even those heavenly gods should blame them. The ordeal you have given me is so difficult that I am suffering! If I complain like that, won’t you even give me a miracle?”

A smirk slipped out of Vera’s mouth as he spoke in a high-pitched accent, as if from a script.

“… That’s a fun thing to say.”

“Is it rude?”

“Not at all.”

Vera answered, and again the word ‘can be done’ came to mind.

what you can do.

what you do best.

Thinking about it, Vera’s answer came to his liking.

‘Knife.’

His organ that no one else will lose. it was

“Dovan.”

“Well?”