Regressor Instruction Manual (PART 4)

Chapter 693: Let's Prepare The End (2)

"Cheer up... cheer up, Honorary Cardinal."

'I have to. But fuck, it's terrifying.'

I had already finished preparing my mind, but the premise was still scary.

'Will it hurt when I die?'

Honestly, it was not something I wanted to think about. I was expecting how things would roughly work, and I judged that the odds were high, but how could I know what would happen?

I really wanted to pick up the dice that I threw just by thinking that I couldn't avoid the moment of dying and face the ending.

Lee Jihye even scoffed, saying that I was getting into the mood when I wasn't really dying anyway, but if she was in my place, I could guarantee that she would never be able to say that.

'I mean, what if I really die?'

Those thoughts came intermittently. Wouldn't it be quicker to understand if I thought about it as if I drank a poison that might kill me?

Even though I knew that someone would give me the antidote after I passed out and someone would stop me right before I drank it, how many people could really take the poison?

'Wow, that really is my situation when I think about it.'

Lee Kiyoung decided to sacrifice himself and take the poison. He had a heart for the continent that was bigger than anyone else.

'You can't be shaken, Kiyoung. All you have to do is finish this. That's right.'

At that point, it wasn't unreasonable to nod my head to the thought that there was no sense of incongruity even if I was a real hero of the continent.

Regardless, everything was ready except for Jung Hayan. She was yet to cross the wall, which I thought was the most important. I had many schedules to do during the day, so I wondered if it was correct to finish it at that moment.

It wasn't bad. I was helped by a guy who came out in the middle, and I could lower the agitation of the war refugees a little.

The face of the saint, who was responsible for throwing everything, was undoubtedly shown in the Goddess's Mirror, and at that moment, I could reconcile with my mind once more.

"You don't have to see me off separately, Pope."

"Haha, that's okay, Honorary Cardinal. Are you going back now?"

"Yes. I'll probably come back soon."

"O-O-Oppa."

Not surprisingly, a small voice began to be heard with the flow of magic power. At first, it seemed to have called me quite vigorously, but the voice was gradually getting smaller because Pope Basel was next to me.

"I-I am here."

"Then I should go and leave you two alone."

"..."

"Then... I wish you luck, Honorary Cardinal."

"Yes. Pope Basel too..."

I didn't think he had a hopeful mood. Pope Basel might also have felt the unidentified sense of responsibility in my eyes.

The same went for Jung Hayan, who came to pick me up. As if something would soon explode, she couldn't hide the anxiety that made her look bitter.

"Shall we go then?"

"Yes. N-Now..."

"How have you been?"

"I'm fine. I'm in good condition, too. I-I think I can do it well."