The Only Ending for the Evil Count Pig Is Destruction

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“It’s not enough to ask Wendy to go through the ordeal, so you want her to accompany you on the ordeal? Where’s the shame?”

Michaela put her hand her on her side her her her as if she was shocked.

After finishing our conversation, we went straight back to the bedroom. On the bed was Wendy, sleeping soundly, hugging my pillow. Once she falls asleep, she sleeps so soundly that she doesn’t even know who is carrying her. I caressed her, her sleeping cheek, her

“I am this child’s guardian.”

“What is a guardian? “It’s just that I’m worried about sending my young fiancé alone.”

“I’m not married yet.”

“You must be young. I wonder who isn’t Loristan.”

“You must be completely mistaken. “Kid.”

Helga, who was listening next to her, snapped her fingers and joined in.

“The Count is not a lolicon. “I just like girls who are a bit younger.”

“Also… !”

Michaela backed away, covering her breasts. I think she will be misunderstood again because of Helga’s remarks.

“Helga… “You would have been perfect to my taste if you hadn’t opened your mouth, but it’s a shame.”

“?! So, are you really marrying me just because of my body? How can you be so evil! To eat me and throw me away… !”

“You can just throw it away. Michaela. So is it possible?”

“Joy… There’s nothing you can’t do. But I don’t know about anyone else, but I feel very uneasy about letting you accompany me.”

“What does it mean?”

Michaela sighed.

“You know because you’ve been through it, but the trials I give you often reflect the past that has already passed. No matter what you do there, the future will not change. “Even if you revive the dead, they won’t come back alive.”

I felt like I knew what she was talking about. During the first trial, I did not kill Milliam Ruelberta. In the end, he committed suicide, but even if he had lived, the future would not have changed. After all, trials are just afterimages of the past.

But Michaela clicked her tongue because she was displeased.

“I should… ” . “You’re a little strange.”

“It’s strange?”

“Did you ever give Bella a teddy bear for her birthday?”

“… “You mean Dmitry?”

The teddy bear given to little Bella during her first ordeal. It’s a doll that Bella cherishes to this day, but for some reason, every time she sees her, she turns into a rag golem.

But why are you suddenly saying that?

“Okay! That! Because of you, that teddy bear is no longer just a doll! “I assimilated with you ever since you touched me!”

“Can you explain so I can understand?”

“After you came out of your ordeal, that doll began to resonate with your soul.”

“If it resonates… ?”

“If you get hurt, that teddy bear gets hurt too. “Do you understand if I say this?”

“Her her her her…”

It’s not some kind of cursed doll…

I thought Bella was tattered because I treated her roughly, but it seems she was because I lived a rough life. Well, Blanche pierced her stomach, gave Helga her eyes, and fell into hell in Bella’s place… Considering what happened, it wouldn’t be strange for me to become a rag golem. Anyway, I feel sorry for Dmitri… There’s no need to do it.

“… So what you’re saying is that if I go through the ordeal, there may be an unknown impact in the future?”

“Joy. That’s right. That’s why I don’t feel like it. “It’s annoying if something strange happens again because of you.”

During my ordeal, I couldn’t figure out why I was influencing the future. It could be because I’m Sora’s older brother, or it could be because I’m the only alien being in this world. Hmm… There are more than just one or two things to point out. However, Michaela is also not sure and cannot say clearly that it is my fault. In times like this, you just have to shamelessly push ahead.

“Is there any evidence that it’s my fault that Dmitry ended up like that?”

“Under? It’s because you touched Dmitri.”

“If Dmitry became like that because I touched it, why didn’t the other things I touched do the same? Explain.”

“Ugh… That…”

“In the end, there is no proof that it is my fault, only deep sorrow. In that case, I have no choice but to accompany you even more. “Because Wendy might run into trouble during her ordeal.”

“Under? Are you saying there’s a problem with the trials I’m giving you now?”

“This is not a story about deciding who is to blame. Didn’t you just say that? No matter what you do during trials, the future will not change. “I believe that.”

I looked at Michaela, stroking her chin.

“I don’t think our future has changed with just one teddy bear. Isn’t that right?”

“Uh. What… That’s right…”

“It will be the same this time too. So don’t worry and send me with you.”

After saying that, I caressed Wendy’s cheek while she was sleeping soundly. From now on, she will experience Michaela’s ordeal.

It has become an ordeal, not of her own will but under my direction, but there is nothing I can do about it. Because she must acquire a personality that can offset the’misfortune’that will stand in her way.

‘I’m sorry.’

No matter how much I did it for Wendy’s future, I did it on my own. The reason I wanted to accompany her was partly because I was worried about her, but it was more because I wanted to take responsibility for her as someone who brought up her story.

I held Wendy’s hand tightly and spoke to Michaela.

“Then start.”

*

What I saw was not Wendy’s her past her her her, but Wendy’s ancestors her… So, they were the descendants of the first warrior.

Because I only saw it piecemeal, I couldn’t know everything about what kind of life they lived, but all of the people I saw were disadvantaged. It was just, but it had no power. Although I fell and was frustrated several times by the hopeless reality, I did not give up on living.

As I watched that scene from the side, I suddenly wondered if the warrior’s bloodline was the warrior’s bloodline for no reason. A being that does not give in to any adversity. I realized once again that he was the hero of this world.

But I found out an unexpected twist.

“Did Myohail come and go earlier?”

“Yes…?”

“No… I’d have to say Wingfield.”

Sage Myohail. Based on the circumstances, it appears that he was the wizard Wingfield, a colleague of the first Hero Grace. Could it be that the first hero’s companion… Also, the warrior’s husband, who left behind warrior descendants in the world, was right next to me, but I didn’t recognize him until now.

In other words, Myo Ha-il found out the hidden story behind Wendy’s distant ancestor.

“That old man has been fooling me so well…” ” .”

He must have been happy that his descendants, whom he thought were lost forever, were alive. When I thought about it that way, the front and back fit together perfectly. Somehow, the reason he loved Wendy so much was because she was her cute student, but the secret that she was actually his blood her her she was hidden.

I almost didn’t recognize him because he was wearing a robe, but it was definitely strange. The face revealed under the robe was different from now, but I could recognize it. I was fortunate to have seen him in human form relatively recently. Otherwise, he would have thought it was a thief approaching Sylvia and attacked her.

I was watching the two from afar, but then I got closer and overheard their conversation. I almost got caught by Myohail who noticed me in the middle, but luckily there was a sandworm not far away so I didn’t get caught.

“Ah, uncle… “Molly is the wizard who saved her grandmother, right?”

Sylvia looked up at me with her eyes wide open. As with Molly, it was the perfect Wendy. She said you can’t fake blood… No, Wendy’s consciousness is now possessed inside Sylvia. It may be because of her influence that they look similar.

Nevertheless, I smiled and patted Sylvia’s head.

“Did Molly tell you? But aren’t I too young to say she’s that person?”

“If you’re a wizard, it doesn’t mean you live a long time and never grow old…” ” ?”

“A wizard is his own wizard. “It might be possible for the wizard you met earlier, but it’s impossible for me.”

“Thank you…”

“Hmm?”

Wendy suddenly lowers her head deeply… No, Sylvia.

“Grandma Molly said that… You are a lifesaver… She said she wanted to say thank you when we meet again. Oh…”

“… That…”

I was about to say there was no need to be thankful, but I ended up saying it. And then I took a moment to choose my words.

“… Even if I hadn’t come forward, Molly would have survived. He would have survived and left behind descendants. Because it has already been decided that way.”

“Yes… ?”

“Likewise, if it weren’t for me, Sylvia, you would have survived. Either someone saved you, or you found your own way.”

Actually, this is a place where I don’t need to be. Wendy would have done it without my intervention.

“But the reason I came…”

I looked into Sylvia’s eyes. She spoke into those sparkling golden eyes that looked exactly like Wendy’s.

“Because I couldn’t leave you alone.”

“Yes… ?”

“Oji… No, it’s just self-satisfaction.”

After saying that, I quickly pulled out the sword from my waist and cut into the air.

Keying-!

There was a sound of metal clashing in the darkness. Sylvia recognized the object that fell helplessly at her feet.

“Fire, arrow… ?!”

“Desert lizard… It’s a lizardman. These are the guys who want to annihilate the humans around here and establish their own country in the desert.”

Where I pointed, darkness was writhing and approaching. Silvia trembled with fear when she realized their true identity.

“Uh, what should I do? Seriously?! Mom and Dad… !”

“Your parents are safe.”

“Yes?”

“The rock forest in the west. All the survivors in the vicinity are hiding there. Your parents are also hiding there. And I… “I was asked by them to save you.”

“Parents?!”

The last one was a lie. It’s true that her parents are hiding there, but she wasn’t asked. Because they were injured and unconscious in the battle with the lizardmen. I didn’t have the strength to go save Sylvia.

Originally, Sylvia was attacked by lizardmen and ran away. After a chase that lasted until morning, Sylvia was captured, but she was truly lucky and was saved alive by a passing mercenary group. No, she is lucky.

Her nameless group of mercenaries who tried to save Sylvia were killed by her lizardmen right after they let her escape.

‘What a strange feeling.’

It’s hard to explain, but I had a vague feeling that it would happen. It was a bit different from predicting the future. It felt like I had known about a future I had never seen before.

The main character of this ordeal is Wendy. And I am a supporting character in this ordeal. She looked like me, Tristan, but I am a different person now. Not only did I have memories of the supporting role I played, but I was also able to predict the not-too-distant future.

‘Maybe it’s telling me to do my part.’

If I were an actor, the future given to me could be said to be a script. From now on, I will just act according to the script. Of course, to some extent, there may be quite a bit of ‘ad-lib’.

If you thought I was just an actor who acts according to the script, you would be mistaken. The reason I left the mercenary group and came here alone in the first place was on a whim that wasn’t in the script… Because it was an ad-lib.

A group of lizardmen were getting closer. There is no time now.

“Sylvia. You just go to the rock forest and hide. In just one week, the militia and punitive forces will wipe out all the lizardmen. Just hang in there until then.”

“Kya?! Ah, mister?!”

I rode Sylvia on the horse I rode. She tried to resist somehow, but I secured the saddle and her waist with a rope.

“Si, I don’t like it! Please let go of this!”

“I lived in the desert, so I guess I know how to ride a horse.”

“Wait a minute!”

“No matter what happens, don’t give up.”

“Well, I can fight too!”

Was it a premonition of a breakup? Sylvia held my collar tightly and shook her head.

“Oh, man, I can’t fight them alone! “I, too, will stay and fight!”

“Your courage is incredible…”

I started laughing while trying to speak. Because she said the same thing she said to Wendy not long ago when she said she would be punished too.

“Well… Why, why to me… You’re doing this for me… ?”

Eventually, Sylvia began to cry. The more I look at her, the more she resembles Wendy. She couldn’t tell if this was the real Sylvia or if she was influenced by Wendy.

However, seeing that crying face made me feel weak.

“Ah, man… ! Name… ! Then please at least tell me your name… !”

“I am…”

At that moment, I felt a desire to tell him my name. But I couldn’t.

If I said it, it would be NG. She instinctively felt that it was an unacceptable mistake to ad-lib.

In the end, the words that came out of my dry lips were completely different words.

“… I fought against the lizardmen to save you… A nameless mercenary. That is me ‘now’. Well then, goodbye.”

She slapped her horse’s bottom with her palm. Then the horse started running. Silvia, hanging from her horse’s saddle, tried to stretch out her hand toward me.

“Mister!!”

I spoke reassuringly, my face covered with tears and snot.

“I will wait in the future.”