He Didn’t Want to Be the Center of Attention, Hence, after Defeating the Demon Lord, He Became Guild Master

I knew I didn't have to sleep when I knew I could use healing magic to get tired from sleep deprivation.

The basic way to recover your magic is sleep, which is essential for your body to grow. But sometimes I think that I don't need to sleep.

Sleeping can be said to mean wasting a limited life. If I don't sleep, things will keep moving in me all the time, and there will be more things I can do.

--Still, I sleep according to people, wake up in the morning, prepare for the opening of the daily tavern, go to buy ingredients, and give instructions to the guild members.

Look for a request that only my guild can accept, that's all. There were times when the only goal was to satisfy my curiosity in this way, to get rewards that were hard to obtain, and to increase what I could do.

But when I actually started the Alliance, I started thinking first about using their powers to match the abilities of my Alliance members. I have taken great care when doing dangerous work, supported and accomplished it if necessary, and striven to grow the entire Alliance.

For five years, the first thing I've ever thought about was not letting one of my guild members die in a client.

It's not something to think about again, it's something to take for granted as an Alliance Master. I thought I should pay the most attention to their safety by getting the Guild guys to do their job.

However, the idea that people's lives should not be lost did not lead to the Master.

People die easily, and that's not sad.

You don't have to be afraid of dying to come as a matter of course. So you don't have to hesitate to kill yourself.

While I was afraid of such a master - at the same time, I remembered my longing for a transcendent existence.

I was supposed to be invincible forever. But one day I began to learn from my master, I noticed.

If you keep learning, you can go beyond her. You can get the power she wants.

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I didn't intend to fall asleep, and I was going to stay awake and watch my master.

Still dreaming means I'm not completely disciplined.

Or are you relieved that Verlaine and everyone are here?

I left the room with Verlaine saying that they would help me with the shop, and then it was gone and I fell asleep.

I remember when I met my master - when I was ten years old.

When I was a child, I couldn't control the magic that grew as I grew up, sometimes triggering unintended magic, and I was scared and distracted by children my age.

I ran a farmhouse for generations, but my father retired early and gave up his house to my oldest son, my oldest brother, and returned to the path of an adventurer he had aspired to when he was young and left the house. My mother followed suit, but the children had already acquired the power to live on their own, including me, so they accepted my parents' wishes.

I obeyed the will of three brothers and two sisters. I've been helping out with the house since I was five years old, but my eldest brother said he could do something childish to me after my parents left.

But I didn't have any friends I could play with. My brothers and sisters loved me, my youngest brother, but they had friends with them, and I couldn't always have them with me.

That's how I got out of the mountain. If it was a mountain, even if the magic ran wild, it wouldn't bother anyone, and I liked exploring things from the beginning. I only went to the mountain for less help at home, and when I learned how to camp, I sometimes didn't go home for a few days. My sisters caught me in the mud and took a bath - my brothers laughed, "You're going to be a big man."

Until then, in my narrow world, my older brothers were much better than themselves, and I didn't think I could catch up easily. Being an adult is a longing for me, and I wanted to be so soon.

To meet my mother and father, who had gone on a journey as an adventurer, I had some idea that I should grow up and choose the same path. They come back sometimes, but their stay was short, and we didn't have a reason to keep them.

I don't think it's bad for me to have such a family, and I don't feel guilty about my parents. I left my eldest brother and the other brothers started traveling and stopped going home. I think it is such a blood line.

The longer I left the house and spent in the mountains, the more I almost forgot to talk to someone, and instead I was able to read the beast's emotions in a magical stream.

But I was scared to death by the beast. The beasts who lived in the mountains did not accept me as a human being, they never approached me, and they attacked me.

Still, as I continued to live in the mountains, my senses became more acute and I felt like I was no longer just a human being. The days of survival in the steep mountains made me stronger without realizing it.

--And that day, I met a wounded two-legged flying dragon (Wyburn) in a cave in the back of the mountain that ran into the rain amidst heavy rain.

Subject to the adventurer's crusade and fleeing desperately, Feilong attacked me in fear of death from serious injuries and anger towards humans.

I thought a creature as strong as a flying dragon might understand my feelings.

I know now that I was about to lose my mind.

I don't want to bother my family with magical runaways. So while I was away from home, I feared that my family might one day be forgotten.

Feilonglong didn't accept me, shook his nails and threw up a flame. I didn't give up. I tried to apply the medicine I made by crushing the herbs collected in the mountain to Feilonglong.

When Fai-lone fainted in pain, I applied medicine. That's when my consciousness stopped.

I wasn't interested in what would happen to me.

If Fai-lone had died as it was, I would have regretted it. And finally, I remembered my family and finally felt faint.

There's no point in dying here. I felt terribly lonely and vain about it.

I had something I wanted to do. Go on an adventure like my father and mother, see a world you don't know - and...

I wanted to live like a normal person.

When I was a mere child, the days of playing with the village's children were intermittent.

In conclusion, it was Master who helped me at that time. Seeing a wounded flying dragon (Wyburn), she said she was willing to chase after it and moved through the rainforest like a knock.

And somehow he stood in front of me. He peeked at me like scraps from burns and nail wounds, and scratched his hands - using "Healing Light (Recover Light)".

When I woke up, I was by the fire and my master put my knee on my pillow.

The master with clear silver hair, first seen in the twinkling light, looked so beautiful that he could not imagine the existence of the world.

She stroked my head, touched my cheeks, smiled and spoke kindly.

I've been intoxicated with her since I heard that voice. Literally, it was taken away from me.

"Your name is Dick Silver."

"... why, my..."

The voice I had heard for the first time in a long time was crouching and I felt that it was not my voice. The master held his mouth down and laughed, prompting me to close my eyes.

"You should get some sleep. It's okay, this kid is grateful to you. It was painful, it was painful, it was violent."

She knows how Feilong feels.

Same as me. I finally found my buddy. Such a selfish feeling made my chest burn.

The girl I just met was even kind to me.

Later, until I found out that I wasn't really interested in life or death, I had something close to faith in her.

Soft knee feel. I don't seem to be that old, but the feeling of security when I took care of myself was such that I could realize that I would never get out again.

I thought I could do anything for her.

What can I do to convey my gratitude?

Ask her how she'll be happy until she answers with an unusual smile.

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It wasn't a fire, it was a warm light hitting my cheeks.

It was supposed to be lunch, but when I woke up, it was dusk.

I noticed it touching my hair. I was lying on my master's bed, lying on my back.

Touching fingers moved. That's how I was touched, so I thought I had an old dream.

That's how I met her. Master, I called her Master and followed her around.

She said that I belonged to her. Until five years ago, that was undoubtedly true.

It was she who once again gave me the connection I had lost to others who didn't want me to live in this world.

But at the last thought, I say, five years ago, I was afraid to disappoint you.

"I want my master alive."

My throat hurt and I heard a crouching voice. It was the same as at the beginning.

Master's fingers stopped touching my hair. I still couldn't raise my face.

"Don't tell me to kill you. For me, it's the same as killing myself."

The answer didn't come back. It's not easy to change her mind, I know that.

Master didn't say anything. The stopped finger moved slightly.

--And that hand snuffed my head. So I finally raised my face and saw my master.

She was smiling quietly. He was showing me in his big eyes, under the light that plunged me in, and he affirmed me.

"... I'm not the only one who's as important to you as life. I knew it well when I returned to King's Landing."

"I...."

"You should have lived among people from the beginning. I'm just giving you directions for that. I didn't have to feel so grateful just for helping out on my own... but somehow I was more dependent on you."

Her eyes were full of madness when she told me to kill her.

It was like waking up from a nightmare I had been seeing for a long time. My words have reached her and been listened to. Until I left Master, no matter how much I wished, it didn't come true.

"I was afraid of losing it for the first time. I didn't think I'd miss you if you killed me. [M] I thought I'd forgotten how lonely I feel a long time ago... that's strange. I wonder when I remembered."

"... Master... I've missed you so much. I just didn't realize."

I couldn't possibly speak of such arrogant decisions, but I was shouting when I noticed them.

I thought I had no choice but to get hit on the cheek. I haven't lived for twenty years, what do I know?

But it didn't work out as I imagined.

Master turned his face on the bed and looked towards the window. The breeze that came in through the window shakes its long hair and tries to cover its cheeks with glowing drops.

"... Dick Silver. I knew you were still a nasty 'Dee-kun'."

"... I'm sorry. I was going to grow up, but I don't think so."

Master doesn't look this way. It seems to be a pleasure, or not.

Because she's laughing. Not the smile of a clown, but a smile that is natural enough to make you happy.

"... Master. From now on, I have to apologize to various places, and sometimes I don't know if I'm allowed to. If you still think I'm your apprentice, I'll take responsibility with you. Let's settle this once and for all."

"Dee, do you want me to sell you a favor and not die?

"That's... that's right. I didn't expect Master to listen to you like this....."

I don't think so. Before that, Master looked at us after wiping his tears.

"I've lost to you, Dee, so I really don't have the right to say anything, but can I ask you one favor?

"... unless you kill me. I'll do anything."

"Dee, when you become a grandfather and you're already dead, take me with you. Until then, I'll live as long as I can, Dee, without disturbing you."

That's the biggest concession she's ever made - and I'm still gonna whisper it.

"... then I'll find a way for my master to die of old age."

"Is it really there? At least not as far as I've been looking for it."

"Then... I'll be immortal too. Does that make everyone angry?"

"Dee, if I were with you, people might want to stay like this forever."

Would the Miralkas laugh if they said that? Or are you interested in immortality?

If you have a choice, I want to have it. I think so, but I definitely don't want to get it.

Now that I've decided not to leave Master alone, there must be some way to do it. If she doesn't want to die.

Considering her sins, the days of tranquillity do not begin immediately - but they are still much better.

"... I need to ask Master something. I've been worried about you ever since we met."

"My name? Well, I forgot. I feel like it happened a long time ago, but nobody calls me anymore."

"I see....."

I thought I could hear it now, but I can't help it.

"I was also told," Something about forgetfulness, "so it might be a master's assignment."

"Did you notice that? You're an Alliance Master, just like me, and Dee, you behave like me. I thought it might be a little sweet to create an information network. I guess I could say," Well done, in general. "

I feel like it's been a long time since I've been praised. It's been a long time, and I don't remember the last time I did that.

"... just like Les Beatrice, I'm going to be like Dee's family from now on. It's you two, Dee. I can't get your family name."

"Are you sure? Master is not the case with Beatrice...."

"Even if the family name is fine, let Dee think about the name. I don't hate to be called Master, but... Dee, you're stronger, so you've already graduated from my apprentice. As a public servant, I have to admit it."

"... that's an honor. Then I also want to recognize my master as a human being and do something first."

"Dee, you have a naughty face. What do you want me to do?

Suspiciously, but with a pleasant face, I offer my Master the ritual of passage to those who have joined this guild.

First, I need you to help me prepare for the evening at the pub. Along with seniors Verlaine, Mizha and Miralka, who will be downstairs.