1150 Episode One Hundred Twenty-nine: Doom or Execution. (1/2)
”Father, what do you mean! Alim hasn't recovered at all! You didn't get hurt when you took your medicine, did you? This is terrible, while you get help!
”Oh, I know, Kara. I'm really sorry for Alim...”
We moved from the infirmary to the throne. Seems silent and terribly troubled by otherwise great, spiritually tougher people like the representatives of the nations and King Rama. I'm also curious to see you fly and me.
And I've never seen Kara really angry before. To the king, too. Awesome sword screen. The king is furious, too. I don't deny anything at all.... Should I follow up with him that he's still okay enough to be called in?
”So, my king, what the hell was so much content that I had to call Alim? We have to move on, we can't even give you a break.”
”Uhm.... it would actually be quicker for you to read it”
The king came to me and handed me the letter. What does it say to stand out: ”From God to all the inhabitants of Anasm”?... I left this behind by raiding a place where representatives of a nation gathered during anasm. I guess it was part of their plan to get people together to ask about Anaza-level measures and my situation. I wonder if that tragedy could be my fault...
”Takeshi...?
”Please don't push me.”
”Ugh, yeah......”
I don't have the option of not reading anyway. Let's read it hard. The font is exactly the same as the one that describes the status. Letters as if typed in with a machine. I feel like I desperately want to claim that I am Ten Himself who created the concept of status.
To begin with, the perception of a fake God was a mistake, and it was like claiming that I was a real anazah level. You always thanked me for believing in you, or you spoke from status to some, oh my god. If you're going to say that much, you can believe it's real, but I still wonder why it's really frigid. Around a third of the way through the whole thing I started talking about my own purpose now at Anazar level. And in that part, I understood if the king had called me in now, which I wouldn't normally force him to. And why is everyone possibly silent?
I honestly wanted to stop reading it, but I did my best to read it to the end wondering if there was any information that could be some kind of breakthrough. The more I read it, the more I was made to realize that there was only despair and that the other person meant it and there was no escape.
………
”What... this...?
Words don't come out. My eyes around me have felt horrible. In fact, you must be thinking terrible things.
A series of streams, and this letter. This I can be mentally hunted down...? That's right, it's weird to think. I didn't even realize I wasn't intolerant of the grotesque situation that happened in reality. I'm poked at my weakness, made brittle, made weak... I can hear the unbroken mentals cultivated in the game collapsing.