How the Villain Lives

38. I don't know anything.

I was forced to be even more embarrassed because I had never experienced an opponent speaking like this before. But the funny thing was that it was plausible to listen. Reputation and notoriety don't prove him perfectly. For example, in his case, reputation is more than 5 million, but notoriety is also about 500,000.

No matter how good you do, if you end up fighting other cities to save your city, you will be forced to build up that notoriety.

"Obviously, the tendency is to be weak, or evil. '

Although the sword is perfectly black, the light of the jewel embedded in the pommel does not become cloudy. It is clear that it has some reputation. The reason he hesitated was because of him.

Slurp.

Arben, who was staring at Yooseong for a while, said, turning his sword around with a waist dance.

"I honestly can't believe what you're saying. But whatever mistakes you've made in the past that you've lost your memory, I can't judge and punish as I please. I'll move on now."

"I won't say thank you. It's a situation where, as soon as I wake up, someone I don't know will shoot me and believe me as I please."

"I don't know if you're a good man or a bad man, and I won't let you wallow on that in the future. But at least in front of me, so I can act so I can prove you're a Caucasian."

"What would you do if you were a villain? Are you going to cut with that sword?"

"I'm not the one who just got out. If you're a bad guy, it's just that you don't have anything to do with it anymore."

Yooseong instantly curled his head. When I saw what I was saying, I heard that I would continue to look at myself and my face.

"Will you stay with me?"

"Yes, at least until the end of this mission."

"This is another surprise response. You seemed to hate me, but what did you plan on doing with me?"

"You don't have to tell me why. If you don't like it, I'm welcome. Are you going to act alone?"

"... I'm sorry, but I'll take a moment."

Yooseong, who thought it risky to move alone as long as his memory flies, decided to accept this favor. At least until memory returns, it will help in many ways if we can act together.

'And a slight tickle in the head will bring back memories in a few days.'

The memory of who he was flew away completely, but speculation was possible as to what kind of human he was, and when the memory would return with abilities, an item window, and current attire. Once a superhuman's abilities are cut, it has strong resilience to regenerate the body. Although once destroyed brain cells do not recover, amnesia is not the destruction of brain cells, but the temporary disappearance of memory due to shock.

Although they may not regain their memory for decades, they are extremely rare, and most amnesia is caused by intense shock and recovery in a few days. In fact, there are still some faces or vivid memories that come to mind little by little.

'If I go to this face, even if I don't get all the memories back, even if I have one day, I can guess who I am. By the way, is it natural to guess the situation so calmly even after the original amnesia? Am I a strange human being?'

Arben looks down at the meteor for a moment and wakes up with Lucia.

"Are you leaving me alone? I'm scared to be alone in these dark woods."

"Hmph."

Arben grabbed Pragarach, who was smiling and holding him, and threw him into the air without hesitation. The black man, who thought he was going to fall to the ground, refused gravity and floated on his own in the air. Ego Sword Pragarah has the power to choose his master and move on his own. That sack alone will be able to exert more power than a dizzy test.

"The dizzy monster will stop him by himself. We'll talk for a while, so we can stay quiet for a while."

"I didn't want to be alone... Come back as soon as you can!"

Having left Yooseong shaking his arms with a single smile, Arben used a magic that prevented him from falling out invisibly and sounding out to the outside. As soon as he realized that, Lucia hugged Arben with a smile on her face.

"Thank you, brother! I knew you wouldn't just walk past someone in trouble."

"I'm not trying to help you with that. I lost my memory, but I thought it would be right for me to dress like this, because I don't know how to react to this when my memory comes back later. It's a lot better to keep anxiety by your side than to keep it out of your eyes, even if you don't remember."

"You always say that hard stuff. You just have to say that you helped me out of pity."

"I'm not that nice. Ugh, what am I gonna say to you?"

Some of the reasons he said so, but the biggest reason he chose to carry Yooseong around was because he didn't think Lucia would let him go no matter what. Lucia's unprovoked good character is sometimes frustrating, but that just spread helped her from a minor moment to a decisive moment, with virtue piled up one by one.

'Even if it's Pragarah right now..'

Even if Pragarah, the only new-grade weapon in his possession, could heal those who were infected with the plague, it was a dawn for anyone to discover the sword.

"Bonamana, your idea is to protect him, but we have our reasons. Suddenly, it wasn't part of the plan."

"So what are you going to do?"

"It may be a little annoying, but I want you to help me collect 5,000 mission points, which is the minimum requirement to take him out of this compulsory mission. You don't have to worry too much about taking them with you as we move anyway, and you can send them back to their original city."

"That would be great! Huhuhu, Arben is smart too. Ah! But I lost my memory and went back to the city.."

"I can't help you from there. Rather, there will be people in the city who know it, and they will get used to it, so memory will recover faster. That's it, isn't it?"

"Honestly, I want to keep watching my side until my memory comes back, but I can't help it because it's not true. Do we really have to protect them before they fall? Promise!"

Arben, who shook his hand up and down with Lucia's little finger, began to smile weakly and return to his hometown. In this hellhole, it is Lucia's naivety that can smile without losing her humanity.

Arben, who thought so, wandered through the branches and returned to his residence, was forced to stiffen his face again. Yooseong, who had to lie down and rest in his sleeping bag, was laying on nearby ground with his arms slightly raised, and Pragarah stopped looking at the neck of the Yooseong. Yooseong, who confirmed his return, laughed at you.

"Ha, ha, ha. I just touched it because it looked so good that I wanted to swing it. Then suddenly I moved and fought back like this.."

"Phew."

'Undo.'

It seemed like he had more thread than gained.

The worst thing that ever happened was that I had to spend a few days in the woods without knowing where I was. Arben moves forward as if he knows where to go as soon as he wakes up. Asking why, Arben showed me a small compass that seemed not to be very algebraic.

Compass of Choice

Rating: Legend

Type: Compass

Legendary compass with power to handle destiny. This compass has the power to detect a large fate or event and point it in the direction in which it occurs.

Navigation magic available.

You can determine the fate or conditions of the event you want to find, such as the distance of the event, the size of the event, and the timing of the event.

Increases the chance of success of all kinds of crafting by 10%.

"... This is another unusual item."

"With this, you won't be able to deforest in the last minute. By the way, Yooseong, since you have a sword, I think you're an inspector. How good are you?"

"I can't tell you exactly. But in my mind, I don't think I used this kind of longsaud very much."

"So you're using another weapon?"

"No, it's not like that, it's not very usable, it's also long-sounding. like this."

Hehe! Hehe!

Seeing the sword swinging naturally as it walked forward, Arben nods at the movement of the sword, usually peeling away.

'I don't know if I've lost my memory, or whether I'm hiding it or not, but I'm pretty good at getting my business cards out of here. Is it my illusion that the trajectory of the sword seems clean and the body seems to be rotting?'

After all, he didn't know that Yooseong could protect himself. Arben had to be quite surprised since then. He didn't even have to travel for half a day, but Yooseong was demonstrating his ability to be truly universal.

"If you go that far, it's hard for the person behind you. Teach me directions. I'll take the lead."

"Hmm, it looks like a monster is passing by here. Please take care of everything."

"It's not that the dishes don't taste good, but they're excellent. May I cook?"

It wasn't a combat-helping ability, but I knew all about stargazing. When he ate the dish he made, even Arben threw up his emotions for a short time and reassessed his inner heart. In the case of Lucia, he asked how he made the dish by crying.

The answer, of course, is, "Can we take the best cooking skills? 'Though I was desperate because the answer was not helpful. Arben suddenly grabs the meteor in front of him and brings his finger to his mouth when he comes out to hurt the forest for some time.

"Quiet. There seems to be a fight nearby."

"I can't hear anything in my ears."

"It sounds to me. It may be a little slow, but move as slowly as you can."

Soon after even the sound of breathing was killed by Arben's instructions, Yooseong was able to hear metal hitting and screaming. And after a long time, I was finally able to get to the source. What was fighting was not human elves, and the colors of the fighting elves were white and black.

Common elves were fighting with unusually bent twin swords and palaces, riding trees and moving around, and dark elves were dismantling the wire using swords with saw blades or small daggers. All I can hear is the sound of the weapon hitting and the breeding of blood splattering and splitting flesh. Overall, the fight was predominant to the Dark Elves.

Peeing!

Having grabbed the arrow of Aman, who flew during the battle with his bare hands, Arben watched the legend for a moment and began to lower his voice as much as possible to give instructions.

"We go into combat too."

"If you're in combat, which side are you helping?"

"Isn't that obvious? Help the Elves and drive out the Dark Elves."

"… hmm."

To be honest, Yooseong was very dissatisfied. It's about getting into a fight, but why do you have to help ordinary elves?

Because of the color of your skin? You're being pushed unilaterally? If you save the one who's in danger, can you do me a favor? If you're like me, I won't make any useless adventures, help the Dark Elves, or pretend not to recognize them, or wipe out both groups. '

But that thought had to end with an idea. Right now, the decision of this party belongs to Arben, not to him, and I didn't want to buy a complaint by grabbing a horse's tail in this situation.

"Yooseong, your skills are above average, so you don't have to worry. But if you want to be a little disadvantaged, step back towards the elves and protect yourself. Lucia, you're here as usual."

"Got it."

"Yes, brother."

"All right, then."

Arben, who pulls out Pragarah, takes a small breath and swings his sword forward as it is. Then the dark elf's arm, which was about to swing the sword, rolls to the ground.

Ugh!

"Holly Blade, Armor of the Holy Spirit, Resist Magic, Recovery."

When Lucia's buffs were caught properly, Arben's body began to glow weakly, and Arben, with the Holy Sword of Light blown almost 2 meters away, appeared in a serious attitude.

"I want you all to get there."