Epilogue
It dawned overnight from the battle of Leviathan.
Caro is perfectly well, and I'm - even though the magic hasn't fully recovered from yesterday's events, Pioneer sucked me off MP for making the final adjustments to my sailboat all night.
Originally, I'd like to take another day slow, but before I do, I wanted to make sure.
Open the door of My World under the sailboat and drop it into the sea. Caro says the tide was full yesterday when he fled Leviathan, and the time now is close to the dry tide, so at this time the door won't even open in the ocean.
When I dropped the ship through the door and moved on with it, I stepped out onto the sailboat deck.
Wide sea and blue sky in front of you. And what seemed distant was the island that changed its shadow when it first saw it - but nothing had changed after Leviathan attacked it once.
It seems that what Master Coschomare said is true. Leviathan is dead. by the hands of Demon King Familis Laritay.
I might have assumed that I could come to this world and do anything.
Save Hal, who is about to be bought by the nobles, save Caro, who suffers with his skills, and sometimes challenge thousands or tens of thousands of demon opponents to fight.
I have a different power than people. He grew four hundred times faster than others, took five times the profession of others, and felt he was rising somewhere high, unemployed but not unemployed.
"After all, I couldn't do anything."
When I told him to squeal, Caro, who was back in the world over here at some point, grabbed my sleeve,
"No, Caro thinks the Demon King was able to defeat Leviathan because Ichino worked so hard."
"... I might be. But that's a theory of results..."
Because the Demon King could defeat Leviathan. I think the idea is right that if it's over, it's all right.
But what would have happened if I had taken a wrong step?
Because the process whereby my immature power failed to defeat Leviathan and my chronic mind that I could defeat Leviathan put Caro at risk doesn't change, even if the result were.
"Dear Ichino - what are you going to do with the unemployed profession?
Caro asked.
What to do - I mean, the question of whether I'm unemployed as it is.
"... I'm going to stay like this - Caro... I knew you'd disagree"
That choice has never been my answer.
I've never been over strong, but I wished I had enough strength to protect my people, and Master Coschomare said it.
The next time the level of joblessness rises, I don't know what skills I'll learn.
That does me harm - no, I'm not the only one. He said it could harm Hal and Caro and the marinas with me.
But - I don't feel like this unemployed skill has any special significance.
And even though I couldn't do anything, I wouldn't have come to this deserted island without the mysterious skills I gained at level 90. It is obvious that you wanted me to do something more than purposefully relocate Leviathan to this island just before his resurrection.
Though I don't know if it's good or bad.
Still, I have to know what this profession means to be unemployed - I didn't feel like it was an obligation to fulfill.
"Well, let's go - adjust the wind direction -"
"Dear Ichino, I will adjust the sail, so Master Ichino asks for the rudder - go north first"
"OK! Full speed forward north!
The sail winds and the ship heads north.
Towards Port Cobe.
At that time, I never thought I'd be reunited with her, who I thought was my life's farewell there.