Absolutely Do Not Touch Eldmia Egga

Siegfried’s reaction to the joke thrown to lighten the atmosphere was to pinch his cheek with a laugh.

That kind of reaction even though he must have stopped by the tent with Entire first. Like the face that is a little haggard than the last memory, and according to Princess Messina, it may be that the aftermath of fatigue remains from not being able to sleep at night.

“Even if this is a dream, can you wake up with a pinch like that?”

Of course, he pinched it really badly, so when he helped out with a word in Korean, Siegfried responded by pinching it a little harder, then slowly opened his mouth, putting his butt on the seat where Princess Esselua had been sitting just before.

“…Since when?”

The fact that the answer came back in Korean is also very friendly. It was such a random question that I wanted to say one more word, but it reminded me of the fact that there were not a few clichés in the form of possessors or belated awareness of memories.

I wanted to change the atmosphere, so a lot of drips appeared and disappeared in a short moment, but even if I threw them all, the guy’s tension didn’t seem to be relieved, so I gave a normal answer.

“From the beginning.”
“No, really!?”
“Really. My category is Reincarnated.”

There was no need for cumbersome explanation. After all, Siegfried knew that there was no reason to reveal that he was a reincarnated person or a possessed person, as long as it was clear that they were from the same Earth anyway.

Right now, even now, ‘So that means it was a real Yaka arrow.’ Siegfried, who said the same thing and shook my head, did not doubt my words at all.

“Why did you keep it hidden until now?”
“Is there anything good to reveal? Originally, if it wasn’t for this incident, I had no intention of revealing it in the future.”
“You thought you were going to pretend you didn’t know at all and just get along?”

Siegfried questioned me back, even his eyebrows curled into eight characters as if he didn’t understand, but my answer was certain.

“of course.”

At the time, I wasn’t a warrior. Strictly speaking, I was already marked as a hero from birth, but Epaga-sama didn’t want me to shoulder the task of being a hero, so it was more like I didn’t have to be a hero, but it was okay.

If the Demon King’s army hadn’t destroyed our village, there is a high possibility that we would have lived as a proud adventurer dreaming of becoming an ordinary adventurer until we died.

There is no purpose or duty to maintain the balance of the world, defeat the demon lord, or subdue demons. Of course, he might have tried to kill all the demons in sight.

Life is like a healing open world game with nothing to do with quests, so what reason is there to join the hardships of a warrior with a clearly defined main quest?

“Even if I pretended to know, the only thing I would get was the pleasure and welcome I could feel from meeting people from the same country. It wasn’t. I thought I’d keep my mouth shut and hold on because it was obvious that if I got involved, only troublesome things would get involved.”
“…So that’s why you kept rejecting scouting offers?”
“It’s similar. If you’ve read some novels, don’t you know? Crawling into a warrior’s harem party to look good? Do you suffer inside and out? It’s not like you can defeat the demon king and return to Earth.”

Originally, I had no intention of meeting or anything to meet. It wasn’t that I didn’t have any intention of avoiding it, but because of the unintentional entanglement and twist, I became kind enough to help.

After answering and taking a sip of tea, Siegfried looked at me in amazement as if he had thought of something, tilted his head and asked again.

“You can’t go back?”
“Uh. It’s just that I’m connected to my previous life because of personal circumstances. I died on Earth, so I’m grateful for my life here. Isn’t it a bit different from you?”

Siegfried lowered his head uncharacteristically and let out a sigh when I asked him indirectly, recalling how he lamented that he had been taken by force while drinking in the Empire.

“…Ha, I don’t know anymore.”

It was somewhat of an expected answer. If you were full of dissatisfaction with God like you said to me, when you heard Korean, you wouldn’t have been shaken like a reed, but you would have moved on right away and behaved like a great demon king.

Even if he was annoyed by the sudden drag, it was already several years ago. If you’ve been treated badly, it’s not even that, so it’s clear that you’ve definitely noticed this time that the time you’ve spent here has become impossible to ignore.

“You, I heard that the illusion wizard was shaken because he spoke Korean?”

There are still many things you want to ask me, but it wasn’t an environment full of leisure enough to lay down a nogari while solving the earth, so I decided to turn the topic and move on to the main topic.

“To be precise…”
“I heard that there is a way to return to Earth. That’s what you did.”
“…It was. Not anymore.”

Did Entire have a pretty big impact? To be honest, I thought I would still be confused about the return, leaving the likes and dislikes of this place, but the answer came back neater than expected.

“I saw Entire on the way. Saint Belessica told me that you healed her.”

With a deep sigh, pouring tea into Eselua’s cup, Siegfried spoke first.

“You mean you said you wanted to leave it and you couldn’t go back?”
“…Yes fuck. So, I wanted to put everything aside and say thank you.”
“I was lucky. Originally, I came only to reveal that I am from Earth and to prevent you from making hasty judgments.”

At least, if Siegfried hadn’t shown signs of fluttering like Dumbo the baby elephant, Princess Messina wouldn’t have moved, and in that case, I would have been relaxing in the cabin for a while without knowing anything.

If so, wouldn’t Entyre have ended his life with the Axe Mk2 and did all kinds of shoveling while properly taking pictures of regret, obsession, and waste? When you think about it, there is no other way to express it other than that I am lucky.

“…why did you think that?”

Once again, I wonder if this is the luck of the warrior, and I wonder why I don’t have this kind of luck. I asked.

“What? Did you reveal my identity and try to help you?”
“Yeah, that. You said it at the academy. It’s not that the entire demon tribe has ill feelings, so the goal is to get revenge on the officials involved and then stop touching you. If what I said at that time was sincere, I would appease the demon tribe. Wasn’t it a position where it didn’t matter whether or not I cooperated with the Demon King’s army?”

I can’t guess why you bothered to break down the sense of distance you maintained and try not to fall over to the demon army. That was the sound after all.

There is no doubt that I am a person who does not know what kind of situation I am in, and there is a possibility that I am a regressor with little future foresight. It was annoying to misunderstand and explain without it, so I barely endured it.

“Anyway, that was the point.”

Before explaining in words, I took out my sword and put it on the table, and the guy’s eyes naturally focused. Siegfried wasn’t particularly wary as he watched me pull out the sword, but he soon understood the condition of my sword and, at a cursory glance, made an expression as if he were collecting countless hooks overhead.

“First of all, the first reason is that these bastards did not dare to show grace and rebelled against Epaga. I want to be.”

Since he decided to act as a hero, he had to expose everything related to evil spirits. But how can I just let go of the news that the warrior who was an ally might be deceived by those damn things?

Siegfried, who flinched as if to say something, looked back at me and the sword as soon as he heard my explanation, narrowing his brows. It seems that he is thinking hard about what he is feeling right now and what I said.

“Is that what I’m feeling right now? Divine power and magical power.”

Seeing that I noticed not only divine power but also magic power, Siegfried must have learned the sense that the people of the Silver Eagle Brigade said I felt like a demon. I was anxiously asking if I was a hero, but that wasn’t what was important right now, so I tapped my sword to call attention.

“I’m going to tell you everything anyway, as long as I’ve played the previous life card. But for now, let’s focus on this. The reason why Entire’s wound didn’t heal and the reason I was able to fix it.”
“…remnants of evil spirits.”

A short nod and a short reply. Satisfied with the excellent agreement, he continued his explanation.

“The power of that dregs erodes people and turns them into monsters. I don’t know the principle yet, but I’m guessing that the holy power contained in Epa’s holy relics and the remnants of the already dead evil spirits were forged into weapons.”
“A holy relic? Did the demons intervene?”
“It’s not all, but it looks like it from the circumstances. The situation is a bit complicated there too. First of all, the saintess foreshadowed the purge and holy war.”

For Siegfried, who once again expressed his doubts with his face as soon as he mentioned the saintess, I briefly told him some of the information I knew, including how I got involved with the saintess. There was no point in talking about it. Most of the explanations could have been explained simply by Ephaga-sama intervening in my previous life.

“After all, are you saying that your sword is the only way to heal if you get hit by dregs?”

I was worried that it might leak out of the topic again and dig in, but the guy who was thinking about it with his chin resting calmly just looked at my sword for a while and then asked another question.

“At least from what I know. That doesn’t mean that this sword’s function is grandiose. Regardless of whether it is a good or evil god, it just absorbs the divine power. It is possible because the evil god is also a god after all. If there is a similar item, it will have the same effect. I think you can.”
“How did you get that? Did the saint of the Demonic Church help you?”
“Uh-huh, it’s bitter. Saint ‘sama. In the process of dealing with the monster who became a monster, something similar to a vaccine was accidentally created. That’s why I kept emphasizing that I was lucky from the beginning.”

The dumbfounded Siegfried he had when he first entered the tent was no longer there. He stared at me with a serious face and opened his mouth while drinking the already cooled tea at once.

“First of all, the scraps. But I’ll listen to the rest of the story without going overboard.”

I’m so glad I’m not an immature idiot. I got up from my seat with a smile, grabbed my sword, and patted him on the shoulder.

“I’m going to tell you everything as well, so don’t worry. No, should you rather worry?”
“… what else are you talking about?”
“What are you talking about. Before I died over there, I was in my late twenties.”

Siegfried’s brow, which had been extremely serious until just now, wrinkled. But that’s not to reprimand me for not being serious in this situation.

“Where… should I watch Jang Yoo Yoo like a Korean? How old was my brother when he came over?”

It’s because I realized that up and down has changed.