I Became a Foreign Worker Loved by Transcendents

Chapter 142: Francheska

Chapter 142: Francheska

The long-lived species that refuse change in order to live eternally.

The barbaric tribes aiming to reach the pinnacle of the ecosystem by adapting to harsh environments.

And the Aein species, dim-witted but boasting immense reproductive capabilities, etc…

To survive in a world where such aberrant beings coexist, humanity began to cultivate kinship and sociability.

A civilization that advances through generations by holding hands, sharing knowledge and skills, and passing them down through records.

Although key technologies were lost in the process of being succinctly transmitted, the outcomes have been secretly passed down from the backside of history.

One of them was the existence known as ‘Dolls,’ passed down in the empire boasting a thousand years of history.

They were tools with egos and companions to humans, guardians who fought against aberrant beings on behalf of humanity.

‘What you will undertake from now is far more dangerous than anything before. Are you still willing?’

‘If that is the mission bestowed upon us, we will duly follow. Please give us your command without hesitation…’

The purification of elves who reject civilization, the goblin hazard that explosively increases reproduction and disrupts the ecosystem, the merfolk who came to invade the land, and the bird tribes who claim to be rulers of the sky and make humans their prey, etc…

Many dolls fell in the fight against such aberrations, but conversely, those who survived had time to reflect on their battles with the foreign beings after completing their duties and falling asleep.

Unlike humans, they could preserve their physical state by sleeping, and it was possible for them to endlessly learn by repeating experiences, even in dreams.

Thus, as they advanced with each awakening out of necessity, their existence became increasingly admired by humanity as it was passed down through generations…

‘Francheska. In honor of your achievements representing the guardians, we now venerate you as a god of the empire. Would you not wish for peace for the citizens before you rest?’

‘No, it’s too much. How can I, merely a tool, be called a god…?’

‘Please, I insist. Only with an idol like you as a central figure can humanity maintain its unity.’

Once as a warrior, once as a hero, and once as a god…

It was centuries later that she learned a sect had been established based on herself.

This recognition signaled not only a rise in self-esteem but also hinted at new formidable dangers that the reawakened would face.

‘Guardian, I humbly ask for your help. Please lend us your strength to subdue the evil beings that disturb the world.’

Witches.

Beings who, for some reason, had awakened the power to interfere with the laws of the world to satisfy their intellectual desires, sparing no effort to delve into these laws.

Just as humans easily succumb to extramarital affairs, these ethically devoid witches twisted the laws of the world, causing uncontrollable chaos.

If left unchecked, they would undoubtedly destroy the world.

They were rightfully excluded by the dolls, and the war against such witches ultimately resulted in humanity’s victory.

With the exception of just one, Francheska, all other dolls were annihilated.

‘I’m sorry, Guardian. Our powerlessness has led to your sacrifice…’

‘No. We should be grateful that it ended with our sacrifice.’

Though it was lonely without her companions, they, too, would have considered their sacrifice a glory for humanity.

However, aside from that, Francheska, who survived alone, felt envy in her heart for her comrades who had passed away before her.

‘If beings like witches do not reappear, humanity will surely be able to protect itself and survive on its own now.’

Humanity was no longer threatened by foreign entities and had reached a position where they could overcome dangers with their own strength.

If humanity could indeed protect themselves, then there would be no need for her to awaken again.

‘So, I sincerely hope that I will not need to awaken again after this. Then…’

‘Just wait a moment.’

Perhaps there would be no further need for her.

As she prepared to enter eternal rest, the current emperor of the empire began to make a proposal.

‘If you truly believe you have fulfilled your mission… from now on, would you live with us?’

A mere tool, only awakened to fight, a weapon existing solely for hunting aberrations.

Even if it was her innate destiny, being freed from it was also permissible if there were no more threats to humanity.

Being merely a companion to humans, she was now allowed the choice to refuse eternal sleep and die among them…

If she did not feel tempted by that, it would surely be a lie.

‘…No, because I don’t know of any what if.’

Yet, Francheska refused the proposal and silently wished to enter the coffin.

‘Are you really okay with that?’

‘Yes, the happiness of being with you will be brief, but the act of reflecting on my life as I fall asleep will last forever.’

As she looked back, what filled her heart was not regret but pride.

That pride she hoped would last forever; for now, the idea of living with them was unimaginable.

‘So, you don’t need to pity me. Rather, my going to sleep signifies peace for the empire and humanity.’

‘…If that is your will, I will follow it.’

Respecting her heart, the leader of humanity, and the being who could be called her owner and believer, finally shed his pity and reluctance and stepped back.

Afterward, as he faced her, intending to lie in the coffin and sleep, he bid her farewell.

‘Guardian god of humanity, Friga.’

Over hundreds of years, her true name was distorted and passed down, now uttered by his lips.

‘May your peaceful sleep lead to eternal rest.’

May she endlessly mull over her current gratitude.

Hoping that humanity could forever protect itself and strive for harmony to make this possible.

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Yes, that story should have certainly ended that way…

[To the guardian god of the empire who reads this letter.]

After sorting out the situation, Francheska returned to the office in the domain and spent time quietly reading a letter stored on her desk.

About ten years ago, she awoke in a rural territory barely maintaining its name, and found the letter placed beside her bed.

[By the time you read this letter, nearly half a century would have passed since the attempt to awaken you. Such a delay was necessary to avoid the risk of you waking up midway and revealing your existence to them.]

She realized immediately upon seeing the opening of the letter.

That the danger targeting humanity in this era was not merely the existence of aberrations but something even more immense.

And also that one of the reasons for such a cause was part of the current situation created by humanity itself.

[After you fell asleep, ironically, humanity became hostile to each other. Humanity, which stood at the pinnacle of the world with the help of guardians like you, turned even their own kind into enemies to flaunt their power.]

Because they focused on undermining each other’s strength, they were unable to withstand the successive disasters that followed.

By the time they realized they needed to trust each other, most countries had already lost their functionality.

Without any countermeasures, the empire might have also walked the same path as them.

[So, I had to make a choice. Even if it meant becoming the center of humanity that could never mesh together due to hostility, I wanted to borrow the power of the aberrations you so despise to unite all of humanity.]

Vampires.

Borrowing their power would have greatly helped in gathering humanity’s leaders, who were hostile to each other, and solidifying their group.

Secretly parasitizing society, seducing people, and granting power to strategists adept at moving according to their will.

[In return, my son would enter their servitude aligned with his coming of age, and my grandchild born from him would be enslaved from birth.]

The author of the letter had long been abused by them and lost their life by the time they awoke.

The current emperor was a slave to the vampires, and the Crown Prince Seis, who was to succeed the empire, was a pitiful being resigned to his fate from birth.

Such was the price humanity paid for the mistakes made by a world without adversaries.

And the end that the history of humanity, which they had once held with pride, came to face.

[Friga. I cannot guarantee what the outcome of this reluctantly chosen course of action will be.]

But even for one like herself, who had fought countless aberrations for humanity, it was virtually impossible to eliminate only the parasites deeply embedded in society and lead to the cohesion of humanity.

Knowing such limitations, he too must have chosen not to awaken her prematurely, instead opting for a delay to see only the outcome.

[So, I will leave the choice to you.]

Choosing the lesser of two evils.

If it’s impossible to rectify by oneself, then to at least judge the outcome later and decide how to conclude it.

[We have prepared a place for you in case our pact with them does not mesh properly. From there, please watch over us and make your judgment. If you indeed find that humanity is treading the wrong path, then it will be up to your hands to…]

-Rustle.

The guilt-ridden letter was finally retracted from her hand, and Francheska then slumped tiredly into her chair.

Afterward, she spent time sorting through the events that had occurred, staring emptily at the ceiling.

“The non-humans who secretly occupied the Imperial Palace desire a heaven for only the chosen ones…”

The organization’s name, ‘New Era,’ meant such a paradise, and at this moment, numerous different races, including humans, were swearing absolute obedience, hoping to be chosen by them.

And the person needed to complete this purpose was Vivian Platonis, whom she had met today at the Imperial Palace.

Her power was similar to that wielded by the witches she had hunted, and like them, completely lacked the ethical consciousness that could act as a restraint.

Thus, she must be dealt with before her research is completed.

To protect humanity and prevent the plans of aberrations that exploit humanity.

“And the person needed for this, ironically, turns out to be you.”

Woo Hyo-sung.

On the surface, he had forged a bond with the young hero she had hired and had grown rapidly since.

Initially, she approached him, considering whether he could be used as her ally, but if he was loved by the witch, the story changed.

While it was unclear why a witch who knew nothing of love was obsessed with him, if she was obsessed for whatever reason, it presented an opportunity for herself, who had formed a bond with him, to close the gap.

“…I hope that we do not end up in opposition to you.”

Cheska sincerely hoped that he would not harbor personal affection for the witch that would destroy humanity.

The humanity she felt in her conversation with him taught her that he too was one of the beings she needed to protect……

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And then, a few days after he left for the Imperial Palace, the morning that followed.

Airi gathered power into her crystal ball, predicting the distant future, to check what future her companion, unable to return home for some reason, would face.

-Ah, ah, aah?

And then, as if awaited, moans filled the room, followed by a familiar voice…

-Kehehe, you’re starting to feel it now.

Yes, it was that prophecy again.

Airi understood it immediately, but still, she couldn’t become accustomed to the situation.

After all, what appeared in the crystal ball was a completely different new character than those that had appeared before.

-Yes, yes. Through the Master’s training, I, Francheska, have been awakened to the joy of sex?

-But you’re only just feeling it; your reactions are stiff, and there’s no movement to speak of… It’s no different from using an onahole.

-Onahole…? I’m not sure what that is, but I’ll try my best to move. Ah, aah?

A series of blunt coquettishness uttered by a woman of petite stature.

Seeing her companion’s gradually intensifying state, Airi began to shout, losing her reason.

“What on earth happens in the future for it to turn out like this again?!”

“And who is this woman now?! Why are there more women around you again?!!!”

Aaaaaaah!!!

The loud scream of the fortune teller denying the future.

Tashian, who was hanging laundry outside the window, listened and showed a content smile.

“Our daughter is full of energy today too~”

It was a day just like any other.

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