The Sub-Protagonist Is Retiring

94 – 091. Since ancient times, there have been two swords-4

The fight between Hyesha and Rin didn’t last long.

The two stood still and stared at each other.

There was no collision like this, so while I was looking at it suspiciously, Hyesha inserted her twin swords.

“I never thought the day would come when I was pushed back from the sword. It’s a state of nonsense.”

“You really have a good opinion. I was quite surprised.”

It suddenly became a warm atmosphere and they were complimenting each other.

Am I weird?

Looking at Renée’s expression from the corner of her eye, she seemed to wonder about her current situation as well.

Meanwhile, Rin turned her back to me and cleared our doubts.

“I fought with her and came back after winning.”

“Win? Didn’t it look like I didn’t do anything?”

“A swordsman who has reached a certain level can conduct a virtual duel with breathing, posture, gaze, and aura. Even if you don’t move directly, you can gauge the opponent’s level and tricks.”

“That was possible…… ?”

If it was Bern, it is highly likely that I would have known about it, but unfortunately my knowledge was not very deep.

I had no idea there was such a fighting style, and I didn’t even know how to do it.

Compared to the people of this world, I really grew up in a greenhouse.

Maybe I was making a serious expression at that thought, but Rin hurriedly brought her words out.

“No, of course! Not all swordsmen can fight virtual duels! In the case of a swordsman who values actual combat, he doesn’t know how to engage in a virtual duel… !”

“I see.”

He looks flustered and flustered even though he hasn’t done anything wrong.

When Rin, who always maintained her composure, was agitated, she felt cute.

I waved my hand, saying it was okay.

“You don’t have to pay attention to me. It’s just that it’s amazing that there is such a combat method in the world.”

“Is that so?”

“And I’m looking good on it. You mean it can be finished without bloodshed?”

“That’s true, but I’ve heard that at a higher level, you can kill your opponent’s mind in a virtual duel. Even without bloodshed, you’re not necessarily safe.”

“What happens if you kill the spirit?”

“I’ve never seen it, so it’s hard to say for sure, but I think it’s probably a helpless zombie.”

I thought it might be more comfortable to just die.

I was going to ask for advice if I could learn the fact that there is no need to shed blood, but my heart completely went away.

Forgetting the virtual duel, I turned my consciousness to Hyesha.

After being defeated by Rin, she leaned back on her greatsword and stared this way.

It was the same as the character setting of becoming obedient in front of a strong person.

The person who defeated her was Rin. Would it be okay if I came forward and suggested it?

With half determination and half worry, I approached Hyesha.

“First of all, let me be clear. I know what you are hiding, but I have no intention of exposing it anywhere. The only reason I’m interested in mentioning a secret is to do business with you. “

“It’s a deal…”

“It must be a very tempting proposal. If you listen to it, you will never regret it.”

“Let’s hear how tempting it is.”

I raised the corner of my mouth and showed a smile of repentance.

Looks like he’s overflowing with confidence.

“I will break the curse you are experiencing.”

I thought he would be a little shaken if not surprised, but Hyesha’s reaction was very calm.

Sweet and cold eyes. She seemed to have no expectations whatsoever.

Since she was openly unresponsive, she became a little embarrassed.

“Don’t joke. My curse isn’t something that priests use their holy power to lift.”

“I know.”

“What do you mean you know?”

“I’ve never experienced it myself, but I know a lot about the curse.”

Hyesha grabbed the eyepatch that was covering her left eye and tore it off.

It was the moment when her secret was exposed.

In the iris, which was divided into left and right halves, pupils that were torn into several branches could be seen.

She has strange eyes that no creature has.

She would have been tolerable if it were only him, but the change began from the moment Hyesha took off her eyepatch.

Her left arm became red and swollen at a terrifying rate.

Bright red spots stood out on her face.

The moment when a spot rising like a centipede was about to invade her right eye.

Hyesha put on her eyepatch again.

Then, like her magic, the spots disappeared, and she returned to her true form in her arms.

“As you can see, the curse on me is different from the Ark. Even with the power of the artifact, it cannot be cured and can only maintain the status quo, so how can you cure it?”

Of course, I intend to treat it with prior knowledge, which is the prerogative of possessors.

But since I can’t reveal my secret, I needed an excuse to cover it up.

And just in time there was a good way to trick me.

I showed Hyesha the back of my hand as I raised her right hand.

A divine aura that blooms bright blue. It was proof of being a believer in Friedhart.

“Is it the imprint of God…”

“Yes, my god gives me the wisdom to break your curse.”

Actually, there is no such thing.

Frehardt is not a god of medicine or seaweed, but a god of ice.

There was no way to know how to lift the curse.

It’s okay though. It was because the temple was not well known as it was hidden in the northern snowy mountains.

It wasn’t a round-up, but a low profile, which became an advantage.

Even if you know that the engraving on the back of your hand is a sign of a believer, you will never know what kind of god it is.

If I speak well, even if I am the god of ice, to Hyesha, I can be accepted as the god of wisdom or the god of Haeju.

My Goddess is such a god, but how could she refute?

“…….”

“You still have a hard time believing it.”

Hyesha didn’t say anything and kept her eyes in disbelief.

She was born in a slum and had an impoverished childhood, and was even cursed at her by her trusted companions.

She

It wouldn’t be strange if she became an icon of disbelief.

She’ll have a hard time earning your trust unless you perform miracles right in front of her.

“Okay, I’ll try to get rid of that curse in a month. Until then, I won’t ask for anything, so why don’t you pretend to be fooled and leave it to me?”

“Are you asking me to entrust you with a deferred payment?”

“That’s the way it is. Furthermore, I will ask for a reward that is commensurate with performance. If you don’t think the result is satisfactory, you don’t have to pay it.”

“I have to admit that confidence.”

Hyesha shook her head, smiling dejectedly as if she were fed up.

It was a habit she often displayed in her novels.

When Kang Jun-hyeok was stubborn or did something reckless, he acted as an automatic reflex.

While sighing that he couldn’t stop it, he also meant that he liked it.

“Okay. I’ve come out so hot, but if I don’t accept it, I’ll look ugly.”

“Are you accepting my deal?”

“Yeah. Just one more condition.”

“What is it?”

“Cut off your pinky right now and give it to me. Then I’ll take the deal.”

In a slum full of mistrust, the value of the finger was higher than the tongue.

Ask for a little finger was an oath often seen in slums.

“I will treasure the severed finger and put it back together on the last day by mobilizing a renowned doctor.”

If you can’t protect it, the severed finger won’t come back forever.

It means that you cannot make a promise with your pinky finger for the rest of your life.

That’s why in the slums, the little finger became an icon of covenant.

“You have shown quite ambitious aspirations, but you can’t possibly be this bad, right?”

“Ha ha…!”

I laughed awkwardly.

I could feel the disappointment on Hyesha’s face when she saw my reaction.

I think it’s because I only talk slickly and don’t show it in my actions.

But the reason I’m hesitating is different.

It’s not because cutting off the pinky finger is burdensome.

“If you’re afraid of cutting yourself, I’ll help you. Or are you a person who’s afraid to even cut your fingers? It’s pitiful.”

“……I will cut it.”

Since the other side even sold it, I don’t think there is any need to worry anymore.

Pajijik-!

It discharged current in the form of a thin but sharp dagger to its index finger.

Without hesitation, he put it on the opposite finger and drew it down.

Blood flowed from the neatly cut section, and the finger fell off.

Hyesha caught her little finger that had fallen to the floor.

“I received the token of the oath. I will accept your deal with this, so hurry up and stop the bleeding…”

Steel-! Cheolpudduk-!

“Hmm…?”

Hyesha, who was nodding her head with her eyes closed, opened her eyes to the sound of an object falling over the puddle of her blood.

The identity of her object is a severed finger.

It was my small weapon that I was cutting and dropping every time it was played.

“Ha ha ha! My pinky finger gets copied!”

I am invincible, and the troll’s regenerative power is divine.

I’ll weave the cut little finger together and make it into an anal bead.

Hyesha’s face became contemplative when she said that as a joke to counter her provocation.

It was thrilling because it was the reaction I was hoping for.

“Sir, if you don’t mind, I’d like to ask for mine as well!”

“Huh…?”