I Quit the Hero’s Party Chapter 270

〈 Episode 270 〉 Reality and Ideals (7)

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3 years.

Time enough for the four seasons to repeat three times.

It is by no means a short time. However, it is not enough time to end one life.

“It’s short.”

“Is that so.”

“You really got to the bottom?”

Raniel laughed bitterly.

She is a woman who has lived her entire life. It was not difficult to guess what three years meant.

“I haven’t heard that even heroes can make deals with stars.”

“I thought so too.”

“That means.”

“Yes, it is true that we made a deal.”

Galahal began to reveal his hidden secrets.

It was a story he kept hidden, but when he told it, Galahal felt relieved.

“It was the day I lost all my colleagues. It was a day when I was frustrated because there was nothing I could do. “When I looked up at the sky that night, the stars were especially bright.”

A star that shines in an unusually platinum color.

A star revered as a god by the Delohim Church.

“That day I heard the voice of a star for the first time.”

The original warrior listens to the voice of the stars.

However, Galahal, who was given little starlight, could not even hear the voice of the stars. So, that day was the first time Gala Hal heard the voice of his star.

“The star asked.”

Galahal spread his palms.

“Are you looking for light? Are you hoping to catch something you can’t catch? “I asked him if he was prepared to do that, no matter what it cost him.”

Galahal’s answer to that question was decided.

Galahal answered, and the star also gave an answer.

【The transaction has been concluded.】

“I answered that I would give anything if I could. Then a scale appeared in front of me.”

What should I upload?

What can you get in return for what you give?

“That was a scale that turned the time given to me into a commodity.”

Although Galahal had no talent for magic, the moment he encountered the scale, he was able to instinctively understand it. How should I use this? And, what does this scale give in return?

What Galahal felt when he realized this was not fear. Rather, it was the opposite.

“I was relieved.”

Galahal laughed bitterly.

“If you have this, you don’t have to let go anymore. You can do more. “There are things that I, even in a country like this, can do.”

That’s what I thought.

With that in mind, I moved.

“Whenever I lacked strength, whenever I felt like I was missing something, I used a scale.”

I wrote and wrote again.

By shortening your own time, you have extended someone else’s time. In this way, over the past few years, Galahal has put most of his lifespan on the scale.

“Until I can’t do it anymore.”

Galahal snapped his fingers.

Starlight gathered in the air takes the shape of a scale. Galahal placed his hand on the scale, but the scale did not move. As if they couldn’t trade anymore.

“The star warned me that if I traded any more, I would die.”

“···So you want to retire?”

“yes. “The knight commander also realized that I had used unusual means and recommended that I retire.”

Galahal waved his hand.

The scale dissolved into thin air. Galahal stared at the spot where the scale had disappeared for a while and then slowly opened his mouth.

“Raniel.”

“huh.”

“I want to ask you something.”

“say.”

“······.”

Galahal opened his mouth, then closed it again.

The lips that were glued together did not come off easily. I wanted to say something, but it wasn’t easy to string together the words flying around in my head into sentences.

A little time passed.

At the end, Galahal struggled to open his mouth.

“···Raniel, I understand that you also sacrificed your life. “I also know that you don’t have much time.”

“yes.”

Galahal slowly put together a sentence.

“you are.”

“Aren’t you afraid?”

Raniel’s body shook, flinching.

Raniel slowly turned his head and looked at Galahal. Galahal, sitting next to me, was looking down at the floor.

“I am afraid.”

The side profile is different from the usual Galahal.

“Of course, I don’t regret sacrificing my life. If that moment comes again, I will do it. But, but…”

I am not a warrior who stands in front of everyone.

This is not Galahal, who is said to be the most courageous warrior.

“The fact that I don’t have much time left, the fact that I can no longer live as a hero, the fact that I will die without finding the answer…”

A person who is afraid of death.

A human trembling with fear.

“That is so scary.”

What is here now is one human being.

“Aren’t you afraid?”

Humans ask wise men.

Humans ask questions to the wise man who is always perfect and seems not to be afraid of even death.

The wise man groans at that question.

2.

Galahal asked if he was afraid of approaching death.

He asked the wise man a question.

I asked a question to the wise man who seemed to be perfect, everything was just perfect, and he seemed to have transcended even the fear of death. Thus, Galahal seeks to get an answer to his agony.

The wise man, Raniel van Trias.

She knows the answer Galahal wants.

As a wise man, it is not difficult to give an answer to Galahal’s agony. All you have to do is tell an ideal story. It would be enough to talk about ideals that seem like drawings.

Anyone can say more.

Therefore, the value of an ideal is determined not by the ideal itself but by the speaker who puts the ideal into words. What about the wise man Raniel van Trias as the speaker?

It is perfectly suitable.

The ideals proclaimed by a wise man who has lived a life of truth and a life of a hero as if depicted in a picture are clearly valuable.

but.

Raniel doesn’t want to do that.

“Aren’t you afraid, Rani?”

She, who has always pursued perfection, sees Galahal. Galahal is also a person who pursues perfection. However, he is now asking questions as a human being.

then.

As a human being, you too must answer that question.

“Is that possible?”

Raniel let out a short breath and said.

It wasn’t just the breath that was exhaled. The shoulders, which were always tense, go down. The facial muscles that had maintained an expressionless expression relax.

“There’s no way I’m not scared.”

The voice uttered is lighter than ever.

“I’m sorry, Galahal.”

Raniel smiled bitterly and looked at Galahal.

Galahal looked at Raniel with his eyes wide open.

“It’s not much different from me.”

“···yes?”

“It’s you, Kyle, and Destel… I’m telling you this because I feel like we all have a misunderstanding.”

Something I haven’t revealed to anyone.

Something I had no intention of telling anyone.

Raniel began to confess it.

“I’m not doing this because you think I’m perfect, I’m not scared, and I’m not like a human… I’m doing this because I’m something great like that.”

Since he only showed that side of himself, it is natural for people to misunderstand him. With that in mind, Raniel continued speaking.

“I’m the same.”

Raniel continued speaking in a weak voice.

“It’s terrible no matter how many times I see people dying on the battlefield, and I can’t sleep at night when the knights I used to drink with come back dead that night. I’m afraid that the death that happens close by may not be someone else’s story. “How can you not be afraid?”

Not the wise man Raniel van Trias.

“When I face disaster, when everything I have built is denied to them, I feel crazy. That guy, Skebal, somehow found the answer. Have you ever encountered an apostate? “Have you seen the army he commands?”

Raniel, who was just a human, burst out laughing.

“Does that make sense, f*ck?”

“······.”

“Even if you burn all the circuits and detonate the spell, it’s difficult to stop a single crustacean. They come in groups of five or six, and that’s not the end. All kinds of demons follow the crustacean. Really, the sky is the limit.”

That.

That kind of monster.

“Do you know what I do every time I encounter such a ridiculous crazy bitch?”

Raniel stretched out his hand.

Although they are fine now, Raniel continued to laugh as he remembered the tattered fingers he used to have.

“Cut off all your fingers. Twist his arm too. If not, sacrifice your life. That way you can stop it. All I can do is stop it. “You can’t kill me.”

Even more so, said Raniel.

“What about the sword of death, Ganicalt?”

There’s no answer.

“You’ve never met the Demon Lord, right? When I see that, I just laugh, really.”

I can’t seem to find the answer.

“Wouldn’t you be scared of me dealing with things like that? I’m scared too. I’m so scared I’m going crazy. But then, what are you going to do?”

Raniel knows.

“Even if you can’t see the answer, you have to find it.”

So many knights sacrificed their lives for him. That I am standing over their corpses.

“Someone has to do it, and someone has to find the answer.”

They were willing to sacrifice their lives for themselves as wise men. There were many people who went into the situation believing that they would do something for them. There were so many.

“Even if you’re scared, even if you don’t want to do it, even if you want to run away. I can’t do that. I have to do it. “It’s something I have to do, capable of more than others.”

I did it because I had to.

Because I had to be perfect, I lived perfectly.

“It’s not that I’m not scared. Like Kyle, I want to choose the status quo. “I want to settle for the present and think I did a good job.”

But, Raniel said.

“Anyone other than me can do that. They didn’t die for me just because they wanted that. “I have a duty to take responsibility for their sacrifice.”

It doesn’t matter if it’s obsessive-compulsive disorder or mental illness.

Raniel cannot turn his eyes away from his duties. He can’t rationalize to himself that this is enough.

“So you should do it. It has to be perfect. “As if I didn’t feel any fear or anything… just completely.”

That’s it.

A wise man who even warriors express reverence for is everything.

He is a wise man who everyone thinks is perfect, but inside he is already broken. As is typical for humans who have stayed on the battlefield for a long time, Raniel’s insides were also festering.

“Whoa…”

These are my inner feelings that I have never revealed to anyone.

After confessing everything, Raniel let out a long breath.

“Did you say you were afraid of coming death, Galahal?”

“···yes.”

“I can’t help but be afraid. You can’t escape fear. Fear will follow you by your side until the three years end. The same goes for agony.”

It’s a cruel story.

Galahal bit his lip.

“Then, I…”

“That’s why it has meaning.”

Galahal took a deep breath. Raniel was looking at Galahal with a faint smile.

“Constantly agonize over what you can do with the rest of your time. What can you do? “What can I achieve and what can I leave behind during the remaining time?”

This is a problem that Raniel has also continued to worry about.

“I don’t know what answer you will find… but in my case.”

Raniel thought of the students attending Aplia and Chloe, who was now on the battlefield.

“It’s about raising disciples.”

“Do you mean disciple…?”

“Uh, student. The children I taught. “The children that make me grow.”

It is common for wizards to take on disciples.

Human beings do not live for less than a hundred years at most. That’s why wizards take in disciples and continue the magic path they have walked their whole lives.

Thus, the history of magic continued for hundreds of years. And on and on and on and on and on and on.

“Those children will reach high positions in the future. Maybe even higher than me. And, some of them might achieve what I couldn’t achieve.”

Their lives are reflected in the path they walk.

“What I wanted, the dream I couldn’t let go of, would continue through those children.”

『Next, again next.』

Just as the first group of warriors did in the past, Raniel also chose the same answer. It’s not just Raniel. All humans are choosing similar methods.

Because I am afraid of death.

Because I’m afraid of not being able to leave anything behind.

Nevertheless, because I want to leave some meaning behind.

Humans continued to move on to the next and the next again.

“Well, I have no intention of giving up on catching the Demon Lord yet… but I don’t know what the future will hold.”

“···Is that so.”

Galahal bowed his head.

There is a smile on his lips. Letting out a short breath, Gala Hal lifted her head.

“There is meaning in being afraid and in suffering. “Isn’t that what I said?”

“yes.”

“I’m already using it well.”

Raniel chuckled.

“What are you going to do from now on?”

“Like you said, we should think about it from now on. “Three years is not such a short time.”

Galahal let out a short breath.

Galahal muttered, looking a little more at ease.

“If you look for it, you’ll probably find one.”

“what?”

“It’s something only I can do.”

“I seem to hear that word often these days.”

“This is the quote I am pushing.”

Raniel chuckled and laughed.

Galahal also smiled brightly, brushing his shaking hair.

The two people, who were in similar situations and could understand each other, looked at each other and smiled.

3.

“There is one thing I need to do before I retire.”

Just before I was about to leave, Galahal spoke to me in a lighter voice. I tilted my head and looked at Galahal.

“what?”

“Actually, this is the issue that needs to be considered first. “If I were to leave, it would probably have an impact on the front line.”

“Yes, I guess so.”

One hero is missing.

The impact it will have on the battlefield is by no means small. Even if you simply calculate it, all kinds of problems will arise.

“Chloe, even if that child succeeds me… wouldn’t there be a gap in that time?”

Galahar sighed.

“That’s why I want to stay on the battlefield a little longer, but the knight commander told me firmly. “Please spend the rest of your time in peace.”

“Uncle Heinkel is like that.”

Those who serve humanity should receive appropriate compensation. Uncle Heinkel is a person who moves with such thoughts. I guess they don’t want to see Galahal fall to the end of his life on the battlefield.

‘and···.’

If he remained on the battlefield, Galahal would certainly put his remaining three years on the scales. This wasn’t a prediction, it was closer to a certainty.

Galahal dies on the battlefield.

If the knights were to watch that, it would have an impact incomparable to Galahal’s retirement. I thought maybe Uncle Heinkel had thought about it that far.

“How should I fill my empty spot…”

“You mean that?”

I stopped walking.

“I have something in mind.”

“yes?”

“There was a sudden crack and we were delayed while investigating this and that, but it’ll be okay now.”

I slipped my hand into my robe.

What I was holding in my fingers was a round glass.

“It’s very difficult to pass, and only a very small number of people can use it…”

took it out.

“Maybe at least one person can do it.”

The moment he saw what I had taken out, Galahal’s eyes opened wide.

“that···?”

“Holy Grail.”

I waved the glass in front of Galahal.

“It’s a miraculous relic.”

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fantasy,