I’m not a Regressor

Chapter 334

I am not a returner Episode 334:

Treasure Hunt (13)

After Deimos dies.

The demons of the underground city, including the Golden Knights, began to urgently retreat out of the tunnel.

It was only natural that the ‘Grand Duke’, who could be said to be their focal point, was dead.

“Where are these bastards going to run away?!”

“Die quietly?”

Of course, the decisive reason why they hurriedly left was because of Ha-eun and Isabella’s outstanding performance.

Thanks to the blood of Ha-eun and Oh-jin, who have obtained the power of the Trinity, including the heart of the dragon and the soul of the dragon god, and have a power equivalent to that of an awakened person who has reached the 11th star in terms of simple fire power, he stands at the end of the 10th star and now hopes for the 11th star. Isabella is watching.

The Golden Knights were left helpless by the combined efforts of two women with superhuman strength.

After all the demons in the underground city retreated.

After freeing the captured Salamanders, Ozin and his party decided to take a short rest in the empty castle of Deimos.

“Wow, there really isn’t a single place that doesn’t sparkle.”

Ha-eun let out a short exclamation and looked around.

She approached Ojin, carrying a golden teacup and candlestick.

“Would you like to take this with you?”

“What should I do with it?”

“I have to sell it! “I heard there’s star magic inside here?”

If you go back to Earth and sell the gold, you could make a huge amount of money.

“it’s okay. “I don’t really need money.”

Even if I didn’t have to sell the gold, I had enough money to make a living.

“Wow… I never thought I would hear people say that they don’t need money after living so long.”

It was an unimaginable thing to say when thinking about misdiagnosis in the days when I was working hard to save money.

“That’s what I saved up for my sister.”

Now that Ha-eun has recovered, money is no longer needed.

“Is that so?”

Ha-eun blushes for no reason and scratches her cheek.

In the warm atmosphere between the two, Isabella opened her mouth quietly.

“Where is Cheon Kwon-seong?”

“He’s probably in his room.”

Oh Jin’s face darkened when he thought of Baek Moo-gang.

“…Shall we go see it together for a moment?”

“okay. “I need to eat sometime soon.”

Oh Jin and Ha-eun Isabella headed to the room where Baek Moo-gang was staying.

“Hehehe.”

Baek Moo-gang was smiling brightly while holding a dirty, dirty letter envelope in his hand.

“ah! nice person! “A good person has arrived!”

Baek Moo-gang, who was lying on the bed, jumped up and O-do came running too.

“How are you feeling, sir?”

“I can’t move my arm very well yet, but it doesn’t hurt!”

Baek Mu-gang smiles brightly, lifting the arm that was trampled by Deimos.

“thank god.”

Ohjin looked around the room with a faint smile.

I saw the Holy Sword of Deneb lying around in the corner of the room.

When I saw the holy sword lying shabby on the floor, I couldn’t help but laugh.

‘The Holy Sword wasn’t a treasure.’

The feeling of discomfort that Baek Moo-gang felt when he first saw the holy sword and shouted that it was his treasure.

The gears that had been out of sync were now finally starting to turn.

‘There was no need for a holy sword in the first place.’

What was more important to him was not the holy sword given to him by the Constellation, but rather the kinky letter envelope he kept inside the hilt of that holy sword.

‘I didn’t know that the inside of the sword hilt was empty.’

If it were a normal sword, there was no way it would have been empty in the hilt.

In the case of Deneb’s Holy Sword, there was a separate empty space inside the sword hilt in order to engrave the magic spell.

‘If it wasn’t for Denebna who made it herself, I wouldn’t have even known there was an empty space inside.’

Oh Jin also tried holding the holy sword as a test, but it showed perfect weight and balance to the point where you wouldn’t think the hilt was empty at all.

Since it is a holy sword that is said to be a sacred object, its weight and balance are probably adjusted in detail to suit the user.

“If you leave your holy sword like that, won’t you be scolded by Deneb later?”

“ah! “I forgot!”

Baek Moo-gang suddenly turned around and neatly placed the holy sword lying on the floor on the bed.

“Is this a secret? “Can’t we reach Deneb?”

“Yes, I promise.”

Ohjin smiled and nodded.

When I was trying to tell Baek Moo-gang that we should go get something to eat.

“Um… can I ask you something about the installment plan?”

“Huh? Yep! ask!”

“There’s a letter envelope there.”

There was one part of the letter envelope that was stained with hand stains that made me feel uncomfortable.

“Why… didn’t you open it?”

The opening of the letter envelope, which was covered in hand stains, was tightly closed with no sign that it had ever been opened.

“….”

Baek Mu-gang’s expression, which had been smiling brightly, hardened.

He paused for a moment and then smiled faintly.

A precarious smile that looks as if it will break if you touch it wrongly.

“I did a lot of bad things to my grandmother.”

therefore.

“Grandma must be very angry with me.”

A voice that cowered like a frightened animal.

The hand holding the envelope of the letter I had never opened trembled slightly.

The last letter she left behind.

I tried to open it several times, but I couldn’t.

“Bad words… will be written.”

I wonder if her last words were full of hatred towards herself.

I’m afraid that the life I spent with her will be denied.

“So… you can’t open it.”

Baek Mu-gang crouched down, hugging the envelope of the letter.

“….”

Ha-eun looked at Baek Moo-gang with sad eyes, unable to offer him any consolation.

Not only Ha-eun, but also Oh-jin and Isabella, who were in the room, could not bring themselves to offer words of comfort to Baek Moo-gang.

Because they didn’t know what was written in the letter.

Oh Jin sighed deeply and looked at the letter in Baek Moo-gang’s hand.

‘Did you say you helped yourself for five years?’

Baek Mu-gang’s wife died just before the ‘first crack’ appeared on Earth.

In other words, it was a time when Baekmugang had not yet become Deneb’s apostle.

It is said that because his wife was infertile and they had no children, he took care of Baek Mu-gang, who suffered from dementia, alone.

‘Then he got sick and died before you.’

It was a story that left a bitter taste in my mouth just hearing it.

“Ah, dinner is ready. Would you like to eat first? “We also have dumplings that you like.”

“Wow! dumpling! “I want to eat dumplings!”

It was Isabella who broke the awkward silence.

Baek Mu-gang nodded with a bright smile, as if asking when he had started to shrink.

“Mumbling. lol. “The dumplings are delicious!”

“Eat it slowly.”

After the meal was over.

Ojin and his party dispersed to the remaining rooms in the castle and spent time on their own.

“ha.”

Ohjin returned to the room and sat in front of the window with a sigh.

Because it was a castle built inside a mountain, all I could see outside the window was dull granite.

“….”

Why?

The image of Baek Moo-gang looking frightened while holding the letter was not easily erased from my mind.

smart.

A cautious knock was heard.

I opened the door thinking it was Ha-eun or Isabella, but unexpectedly, the person standing in front of the door was Baek Moo-gang.

“What’s going on?”

“I have a favor to ask.”

ask?

“this.”

Baek Mu-gang held out the envelope in his hand to Oh Jin.

“…Can you watch it for me?”

Baek Mu-gang looks at Oh Jin with trembling eyes.

Ohjin asked, carefully accepting the envelope.

“Weren’t you supposed to open it?”

“That’s right.”

Baek Mu-gang nodded with sad eyes.

“I thought a lot on my own.”

After losing the treasure.

How many times have you regretted it?

How terrified I was that I might never know her last words.

“You have to see it.”

I didn’t know when I would lose my treasure if I didn’t see it this time.

“Ha, but. “I’m a little scared.”

“So you’re asking me to look at it for you?”

“huh. “Because you can trust good people.”

“But I don’t know how to read Chinese…”

It was possible to have a conversation using an interpretation device.

I couldn’t even read the text.

“My grandmother is Korean. “Grandma doesn’t know Chinese characters well, so the letters will be written in Korean.”

“…Is that so?”

Oh Jin looked down at the kinky letter envelope in his hand.

Why?

Even though it was supposed to contain a light letter, the envelope felt extremely heavy.

“All right.”

Considering how many times Baek Moo-gang had thought about it before he asked her to look after him, he couldn’t refuse the offer.

“Yes. Please.”

Baek Moo-gang took a step back and looked at Oh Jin with a nervous expression.

Oh Jin carefully opened the envelope.

A neatly folded piece of paper came out of an envelope.

On paper as white as a snowy field.

There was hard writing on it that said ‘Divorce Consent’.

“….”

A feeling of suffocation.

Oh Jin chewed his lips when he saw the words written on the letter or document.

“This letter… did your wife hand it to you personally?”

“Huh? no. “My grandmother fell down while going out to work and couldn’t get up again.”

“Then this letter…”

“It was in the pocket of my grandmother’s clothes.”

therefore.

This means that this was not a ‘letter’ in the first place.

“….”

It is not something that cannot be understood.

It must not have been easy to take care of my husband with dementia for several years.

It would have been even more hellish if I had suffered so much from life that I had to go to work with a sick body.

No matter how much you love your husband, there are some things in the world that cannot be solved with love alone.

It must have been painful.

It must have been painful.

You probably wanted to give up everything and run away.

‘Because in this world… there are only things that cannot be resolved by enduring it.’

The world is not a movie.

Life is different from drama.

There were only a few people who were able to stand up and endure endless pain and despair.

“What does it say?”

With his eyes tightly closed, Baek Mu-gang asked in a trembling voice.

Oh Jin looked down at the document in his hand and answered quietly.

“It says that I was happy to meet the old man.”

I ran my hand over the document and used transformations.

A dark cloud erased the letters written on the document and created new letters.

“Really? Really?!”

Baek Mu-gang suddenly opened his eyes and snatched the letter from Oh Jin’s hand.

“Hehehe.”

A clear teardrop flowed from the corner of my wrinkled eye.

I cherished the letter I had never read before and held it in my arms.

“I’m lucky… hehe, really… I’m really fortunate.”

Oh Jin smiled bitterly as he looked at the sobbing Baek Mu-gang.

“…Yes, I’m glad.”

The truth is so bitter that sometimes it needs a seasoning of lies.