The Hero’s Brother Is Bound To Be Depressed

275 – Dancing with Bella #001

The streets were darker than usual because the sky was full of dark clouds and blocked out the sunlight. The owner of the store, who had felt a gloomy atmosphere since morning, rubbed his swollen forearms and turned his gaze towards the door of the store. This was because I had an uneasy feeling that someone would break down that door at any moment and come in, causing harm to me. It seemed that it wasn’t just the store owners who felt this, as people walking down the street turned up the collars of their coats, lowered their gazes to the tiles on the floor, and quickened their pace.

The owner, who was wondering whether the small dagger he used to peel fruit hidden under the counter could protect his life, took this opportunity to buy a good self-defense weapon at a blacksmith shop on 3rd Avenue as soon as he finished his business. decided to purchase. He knew that no one would go on a robbery spree in the capital of the empire, but he was thinking of buying a better weapon than a dagger for his own psychological stability.

The merchant, who was wiping off dust from his merchandise with a dishcloth soaked in water to relieve his anxiety, suddenly turned his gaze out the window when he heard a noise. A man was lying down on the gray street, looking like he was drunk. The store owner put his face close to the window out of curiosity. Unlike the owner, who was worried that the man who suddenly appeared on the street as if he had fallen from the sky had become a reality of his anxiety, and was contemplating whether to lock the door, the man who had fallen on the street had not yet come to his senses.

Unlike before, there was no one passing by on the street. Worried about the condition of the man who had fallen alone on the street, the store owner followed the teachings of the church, which had taught him to prove his righteousness with a small amount of gold every week, and put down the dishtowel and carefully opened the door, exposing his face.

Store Owner: Hey, are you okay?

The man didn’t move at all despite the store owner’s question. He was most likely drunk and fell asleep, or passed out. The shopkeeper was afraid that if he got close, he would suddenly leap up and swing a dagger at his throat. However, the store owner was very lazy. His stubbornness and not crossing the line was an advantage that made him a regular customer of the store, and one day, helping a woman who was in a difficult situation at a church meeting served as an opportunity to start a lifelong relationship with a companion.

♪Some people might think I’m stupid like this

♪But this is me!

♪I can’t close my eyes like this

♪I don’t know what kind of relationship might be waiting for me

♪Or… It might be the beginning of misfortune!

♪But all I can do is do stupid good deeds!

The owner let out a deep sigh, prayed that God would bless his stupidity, and approached the motionless man with his face down on the floor. I was also worried that the store owner would coldly ignore the person who had collapsed after having a seizure.

When the store owner gently tapped his shoulder and asked if he was okay, the man finally came to his senses and struggled to get up. The store owner, who made eye contact with the man who raised his hand and swept his face once, was able to relieve some of his anxiety about the man’s appearance, which was on the border between an adult and a boy.

He was a man with a gloomy look, with sad eyes that were different from his blond hair that matched the daytime sunlight. The man, who was frowning as if he had a headache, shook his head roughly and thanked the store owner. The owner, relieved that it was not a monster with three eyes or spouting unintelligible words, returned to the store and handed the man a glass filled with water.

Store Owner: Are you okay? Here, have a glass of water.

Man: (taking the glass) Thank you.

The man who emptied the glass in an instant thanked him again and returned the empty glass to the owner. The store owner shrugged his shoulders, thinking that his good deed would one day turn into good fortune. The man who was looking at the surrounding streets frowned slightly and asked the store owner.

Man: Where is this?

Store Owner: The street from Roentron’s Pizza Place. If you go through that alley, you will find the capital’s most famous pizzeria, Roentron.

The man thought for a moment and asked the store owner again.

Man: Is this correct, the year 622 in the imperial calendar?

Shop Owner: That’s right, 612 Imperial Year.

Man: (surprised) 612?

Only then did the store owner realize that he had answered wrongly due to the man’s reaction. And it felt strange that the man was asking about the imperial calendar. It wasn’t normal to ask whether it was 10 years from now. The store owner confirmed that it was the year 612 according to the imperial calendar and, fiddling with the empty glass, quietly returned to the store. And then he didn’t forget to lock the door tightly in case the man came into the store.

But the pensive man paid no attention to the disappearance of the store owner. Because men had bigger concerns. man. No, Ross, who had been aimlessly wandering around other worlds in an attempt to return to his original world, sighed at the fact that he had returned further into the past than he thought. He was clearly thinking of the academy where he was baking pizza, but he wondered why he ended up on the street of a Röntnom pizza place, which he had never heard of before.

Ross, who was lost in thought for a moment, felt his stomach shrink from hunger. If I think about it, I couldn’t eat anything in the last world. It was natural to be hungry. It took time for the runes on his wrist to recharge, so Ross decided to fill his stomach first, so he passed through the alley the friendly owner had mentioned and arrived at Roentron Pizza Shop. It was a pizza place that didn’t exist in Ross’s memories. Several carriages were parked in the vacant lot behind, and the several-story building was full of customers.

After ordering a cheese pizza and a cold beer from the waiter, Ross sat down by the window and leaned his tired body on the soft-backed chair. It was probably a mistake not to think of the imperial power when creating the passage. It seems that they ended up in a similar capital because they simply thought of pizza and the academy.

If you think about it, it was natural that you could go to a world a few years ago in the past just like you went to a world in the future. It was an unwanted trip, but I won’t be unfairly accused of being a devil and attacked like before. Because the current Ross was a 10-year-old kid. This time, Ross decided to spend his time in the former capital leisurely, unlike before.

Ross thought about meeting young Roel and Ross… . She quit because she was worried that she might get caught up in something strange. The most important thing now was to return to the original world. Ross didn’t really do anything, he just planned to make a passage as soon as the runes turned green and return to the original world.

The food I was waiting for came out. Ross, who enjoyed cheese pizza and a cold beer, wondered why such a delicious restaurant would disappear in the future. It was such a delicious pizza. Ross, who was emptying his beer glass thinking that Kane should have tasted this, heard a voice in his ears.

A man who has finished eating on the top floor is coming down the stairs. After that, his children and those who appear to be his subordinates follow him down the stairs. Next to the man, a man with a mustache holds his hands together in front of his chest as if to flatter him and takes a very polite stance.

Man with a mustache: Duke Youssef. Thank you again for visiting our store.

Duke Youssef: How could I just pass up the store recommended by the Emperor? Certainly, no one can match the Emperor’s insight. ha ha ha!

Duke Youssef spoke in a loud voice as if he wanted the customers in the store to hear.

♪Everyone is feeling it

♪A new world is coming (justice is coming!)

♪Where is the nobleman who raised his head with an arrogant face?

♪Everyone just bows to the Emperor!

♪Everyone is feeling it

♪May the Yusef family become even stronger (no one can surpass it!)

♪Where is the arrogant nobleman who insulted us?

♪If you don’t look down, you’ll just hit your head!

♪Everyone is feeling it

♪The execution ceremony is approaching (for the Emperor!)

♪Is there anyone who would dare to reject the Emperor?

♪You just get everything you deserve!

Duke Youssef’s group left the building in a noisy manner. Ross was able to recall Kane from the face of the small child at the back of the group. He clearly remembered Carne, who was baking pizza, and somehow he ended up meeting Carne when he was a child at a pizzeria in the capital. Ross sighed in bewilderment, put money on the table, including a generous tip, and left the store. Since he was full and had nothing to do right away, he planned to watch Carne as a child and play with him later.

Rather than riding the carriage that Duke Youssef and his party came with, they all go somewhere on foot. The knights who went first pushed the procession heading somewhere and created a safe path. Ross followed behind, taking out the robe he often wore when going to Modest from the space warehouse.

The place Duke Youssef and the people headed was the square in front of the imperial palace. A huge stage could be seen, as if a performance was taking place, and nobles wearing expensive clothes could be seen sitting in the audience seats. As Duke Youssef headed to the empty seat with his family, all the sitting nobles stood up and showed courtesy. Duke Youssef nodded his head with a satisfied face and sat down. Canet sat with a woman who appeared to be her mother in a seat obscured by a pillar a long distance away from where Duke Youssef sat.

All the people in the capital had gathered, so it was impossible to count them. There were many people wearing uniforms or official uniforms, and many others wore clean clothes and sprayed perfume. Where the nobles were sitting, there were people who appeared to be church members, and Benedict, whose head had not yet been bald, could also be found. The smell of baking bread and meat came from somewhere, and there were people holding wine and flowers. Ross, who naturally blended into the crowd, asked a man who seemed to talk a lot.

Ross: Hey, why are you gathered here?

Ross’s question brought life to the man’s eyes, which had seemed boring. He was a man with the qualities of a natural luxuryist. The man, who introduced himself as Varus, spoke in a friendly voice.

Varus: You don’t know why we’re here? Are you from the countryside?

Ross: (nodding awkwardly) That’s right. I came from the north today, and everyone was heading here, so I followed them.

Varus: That’s right! Today is the day when the capital’s most famous festival is held. It’s been almost a month. The people in the front row said they had been lining up since dawn!

Ross: You mean a festival?

Varus’ answer is covered by someone’s voice amplified by magic. It was a clown wearing a hat with bells and makeup.

Court Jester: Justice will be served soon. Did everyone bring bread? Oh my, the lady in the front row brought a huge baguette! Do you even want to see your great-grandchildren?

People cheered at the clown’s joke. To Ross, who was confused, Varus gave an answer that he was unable to answer.

Varus: (Smiling brightly) Today is the execution ceremony of the Empress who committed adultery!

It was only then that Ross realized that today was the day Bella’s mother died.