Chapter 76 – 075 Isilite
While Susa stopped by the only general store in Etbruk to dispose of the hides, horns, and teeth of the beast, Hwanin was examining the mixture attached to Isilite in a room on the second floor of the inn.
“…….”
Isilite, who had been motionless for 30 minutes because of Hwanin’s silence, forcibly held on to her body as it tried to twist and endured it.
Being quiet and discreet doesn’t suit the constitution, but the owner (the person who will become it) takes care of Honjae.
She must show the attitude she deserves.
Hwanin did not pay any attention to such an attitude and fixed his eyes only on the mixture hanging from Isilite’s shoulder.
‘It’s strange.’
Blink blink
Blinking her eyes and exchanging her gaze with herself, her mixed appearance is a nine-year-old girl of the human race.
She said that the only one she had seen of her was Yulkam’s, so she now lacks information to determine whether the mixed appearance of the girl she interacts with is normal or not.
Yulkam’s confusion is that no matter what she did nearby, even if there were people from Yulkam Village, she only glared at Rukil who murdered her.
However, the mixed girl in front of her looks at herself when she gets closer.
If you wave her wand or anything in front of her, she will look at it and then reach out her hand as if she wants to touch it.
She shakes her head with a slight wink in disapproval when she gives her command to come here in her heart.
It wasn’t that she didn’t think of pulling it forcibly, but what would happen if she exercised her deterrence.
“You really don’t remember anything.”
= Yes……. Even though I’m stupid, I don’t have a bad memory. I even remember the faces of the people I killed.=
“But I’ve never seen this face before.”
=Yes.=
When she first drew her mixed face and showed it to Isilite, Isilite did not recognize who it was.
As Isilite had said, although she had a bit of a weak understanding, her memory was excellent. I guess she really doesn’t know.
“…….”
It’s messy from the start.
Sitting on the edge of her bed, her phantom beckoned Isilite to sit in front of her, her left shoulder visible. She and she addressed her mixed-race girl.
“Can you understand me? If you can understand, give her a nod.”
…….
A mixed-race girl nodding slightly.
I don’t know if this is because of her own psychic growth, or if it’s because she’s a mixed girl, but she keeps asking her questions.
Do you know who Isilite is? (Nod.)
Are you sticking with Isilite because you hate it? (Dori Dori)
Does she wish Issilite dead. (Dori Dori Dori!)
Is Isilite good? (Nod)
Does she want something? (……)
Do you know that you are dead (nod)
When did she die (……)
Does she have someone she doesn’t like? (……)
Does she want to be with Isilite? (Nod)
Do you have any thoughts of leaving Isilite? (Dori Dori)
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Do you know that you are mixed? (……)
Hwanin, who asked if you knew you were mixed, stared at the mixed-race girl with her eyes down, and brushed her flowing bangs with an all-back.
And she let out a small sigh.
‘There’s no answer.’
The reason I stick to it is because I want to be with you. It’s not that she hates Isilite, and it’s not that she has any intention of leaving for another place.
The reason I stopped asking her question after seeing that her expression was greatly blurred at her last question was to avoid provoking confusion. Because you don’t know what kind of phenomena the intense emotions of mixed emotions will cause.
“Today we will end here.”
= Yes…….=
She was Isilite wanting to ask how it went, but she kept her mouth shut because she looked tired or remembered Susa saying, ‘Forbidden to ask questions first.
If there is anything I need to know, the master will tell me first. Thinking so, I went out to relieve my stiff body, but Hwanin stopped me.
“I want you to tell me your old story.”
=…… A story from my past?=
“Okay. It’s just my judgment, but Honjae seemed to have known you for a very long time.”
Isilite’s expression frowned slightly at the story that she had been attached to her for a long time.
“To find out why the mixture is attached to you. Tell me where you were born and how you lived, everything you can remember.”
=…….=
After she hesitated for a moment, Isilite lowered her head slightly and began to unravel her own past.
=I was born in a small town in the North. I don’t know who her parents are. Because she was abandoned as soon as she was born =
Hwanin narrowed his eyes at the heavy story from the beginning.
=I was born in a slum and learned about stealing and begging. When she was a baby, she was lucky to be suckled by a good beggar woman and went begging from the time she could move.
She was a beggar woman who somewhat thickened her hair and raised herself. One winter, after she froze to death under a dirty stone bridge, she joined another gang of beggars.
From then on, besides begging, they were mobilized for begging, stealing, swindling and cheating, and if they made a mistake, they got beaten up and couldn’t even eat a proper meal.
Isilite, who lived a hard day by day, said that she thought about why she had to live like this several times a day.
=If I go out on a wide road just a little bit, children my age are much cleaner than me, wear nice clothes and eat delicious food, but it was normal for me to be beaten to death and starve if I made the slightest mistake.=
He said that if he was beaten and crippled somewhere, he would rather beg, and the severe beatings were non-stop.
Then, at the age of 12, she became embroiled in a power struggle between her backstreet gang to which she belonged and the newly influx, her blood spattering and her bones breaking. I was able to catch the greatsword by chance.
She had no reason to hold the weapon. She said she was just iron, so she wondered if she could get a piece of bread if she sold it to an old woman vendor in the back alley.
“Then she awakened as a sword warrior.”
=Yes. Thanks to this power, she was able to survive the power struggle. At that time, almost all my peers and children younger than me died. I decided then. I don’t want to die living like this. I left the back alley and blindly followed the troupe as it moved to another town. And I joined a third-rate mercenary corps that accepts anyone as long as they have the strength.=
It was a mercenary group where everything was a mess and a rule-of-thumb, but just in time, a faction war was going on between towns and cities, so work was abundant and manpower was scarce.
She said there that she worked as a war mercenary for 8 years, and she learned weapon skills, riding skills, letters, and life. Isilite, who survived until the end of her faction war, independently built a mercenary group with the money she saved.
= It was not difficult to gather people even though it was a bit of a joke because it was a job. I also seduced some kids who do odd jobs in the mercenary corps.=
However, her world was not going well, and even though she grew up rough since she was a child, Isilite was not good at her tact.
He was looked down upon by the client, and was often eaten by taking off nearly half of the request fee.
As a swordsman, it was a matter of seconds for the income he had earned from rolling the battlefield for 8 years to be consumed by the mercenary’s operating expenses.
In the end, the Isilite Mercenary Corps, which decapitated the merchant who even targeted his own body while escorting the upper ranks and took all the valuable property, turned into a gang of bandits.
He realized that stealing is more profitable and much easier than working hard as a mercenary.
After that, things went rather well.
The mercenary group, which had only 10 members, grew to more than 30 members after being transformed into a band of bandits. Somehow, they were able to get their hands on Kudo, and as they worked hard, such as feeding part of their income as bribes to the nearby village guards, their equipment was much better than when they were in the mercenary group. .
? Didn’t the boss have to awaken as a thief, not a sword warrior? Hee hee.
The thieves went so well that his subordinates said this openly in front of him.
He paid attention to the subjugation and reputation in his own way, such as dividing the activity area into 10 places and randomly replacing them at each period.
In fact, it was ambiguous to call the Isilite bandits even bandits.
The training was done like a regular mercenary group, and the distribution by income was made similar to that of a regular mercenary group.
Shall we call it a mercenary group that commits illegalities and transgressions wearing the mask of bandits?
In the meantime, he had to kill a direct descendant of a arrogant and fearless family member, and the bandits moved about 4,000 kilometers to change their area of activity.
=And I met the owner on the first day of business.=
“…….”
Hwan-in recalled a point in Isilite’s story where there was a high possibility that the mixture had stuck.
There would be very few cases where friendly mixtures would stick together during thievery or mercenary work, and if they did, it would be only then.
However…….
‘Isn’t it only because of resentment that things get mixed up?’
According to the mixed girl’s reaction and her own guess through the story of Isilite, the reason for the mixed girl’s mixed state is not resentment but regret.
After organizing his thoughts, Hwanin showed the picture of the mixed-race girl to Isilite, who was still sitting on his knees, and said,
“Think carefully. It’s not a recent thing, but I think it was before you woke up. Are there any girls around you who look like this?”
=…….=
Hwanin looked at Isilite, who was frowning as if she was trying to recall her memories, and gave her gaze to Honjae.
‘Lua’s soul was clean, unlike her messy corpse. Then…….’
Look at the picture some more.
Her hair is rough and frizzy. I lost more cheek fat and felt that my lower eyes were plump. Her face is also a bit dirty.
A picture of a beggar girl who must have been begging and begging for a long time. Hwanin, who showed it to Isilite, thought it was unnecessary to ask.
Upon seeing the painting, Isilite changed as if she had seen the sky fall.
=Ah, Abet…….=
The moment Isilite said her name, the mixed girl moved through the air and stood in front of Isilite.
= Master, Master. Is Abet really on my shoulder?=
“I am in front of you now.”
=…… !=
Isili probably turned her head to the front, but the only thing that seemed different from her earnest wish was a small wooden room.
Isilite’s expression gradually contorts and she begins to sob as if her heart is breaking.
= Ah… Bet. Abet…… I’m sorry, Abet……. I ran away, only I survived…….=
Isilite continues to apologize to her girl while shedding tears as she holds the picture drawn by her master in her arms. Abette gently stroked Isilite’s hair.
“Abet doesn’t resent you. He is still stroking your hair with a gentle expression.”
= But, but Abet said it was mixed. Confusion…….=
“It doesn’t mean that you just grumble and hold grudges just because you’re mixed up. In Abette’s case, it’s more of regret than resentment. The regret of wanting to see you live well.”
As if that was right, Abette smiled and nodded. The unfortunate thing is that that smile doesn’t touch me purely.
According to Isilite, it has been about 20 years since that mixture has been attached to Isilite. There’s no way I can be pure if I’ve lived by seeing things like Isilite.
= Ah…….=
Hwan-in said to Abet, Hwan-jae, about Isilite, who was sobbing.
“Abet, you must now attain Buddhahood.”
= No! Abet, you can’t achieve Buddhahood!!
Hwanin, who was looking at Isilite with her emotionless eyes as she flung her arms as if trying to grab Abet without being seen, thumped her foot and stamped her hard on the floor.
I asked Isilite, who had stopped and flinched at the sound and vibration.
“How old are you this year?”
= Twenty-nine…… It is…….=
“Even if I broke up with Abette when I was 12, it has been 17 years. I don’t know what the spirits of this land are like, but if an ordinary soul stays in reality for a long time, it won’t be strange if it turns into an earthly spirit or an evil spirit.”
=…… !!=
“As evidence of that, Abet has turned into a mixture even though she doesn’t resent or dislike you. When was the last time you touched a lily flower?”
=…… I once passed an Illil flower field three or three years ago. Then…… I was fine…….=
As he speaks, he starts to shed tears again. It was because Isilite realized it too. That Abet has become mixed up because she has been attached to her for a long time…….
Hwanin was worried. If you’re going to do it, now is the time to set the mood. But will this work? If it doesn’t work, achieving Buddhahood will become more and more difficult.
Hwanin, who was worried, decided to try it. If not, there is a way to forcibly destroy it.
“Abet. The reason you stayed by Issilite’s side must be because you were worried about her foolishly honest and gullible personality.”
Seeing the change in Abet’s facial expression as if he had read her inner thoughts, Hwanin continued to speak.
“I could have reached Buddhahood, but I didn’t…… No, it must have been because he stupidly left the mercenary corps and did things like stealing without finding his own happiness.”
Abette’s expression, nodding slightly, changes as if she’s looking for something.
Hwanin looked at Isilite, who was now weeping, and made a promise.
“I promise I’ll take good care of Isilite so she won’t be fooled again. She can’t guarantee it, but I will help her to meet the man she likes and get married and live happily ever after.”
= Ughhhhh…….=
“So, even for Isilite’s sake, she should stop becoming a Buddha now.”
I tell you in my heart that that side is good for you, and that you wouldn’t want the catastrophe caused by her confusion to hit Isilite.
…….
Then, Abette’s soul quickly changed from red to blue, like water draining.
‘Blue?’
It wasn’t long before he was surprised by the color of the soul he was seeing for the first time, and Abet slowly approached Hwanin and held his hand.
‘…… A little bit of strength?’
How can I add it? After thinking for a while, Hwan-in focuses his will on releasing the two energies from his palm, rather than sucking them in as when concentrating.
Then, through his palms, he felt a stream of heat flow into Abet.
“Thank you, Spirit Master.”
“…… !”
=Abet? Abet!=
Thanks to her acceptance of her spirit, her soul became visible, and Isilite rushed at her, shedding tears. Of course, since she was insubstantial, Isilite passed through Yvette’s soul and threw her ghost on the bed as if to crush her.
“…….”
=Ah, ah.=
Surprised, Isilite, who had even her tears in her eyes, hurriedly backed away and went under the bed.
Hwan-in was a little annoyed, but now he thought that Abet was first and began to give encouragement to Abet, who was still holding on.
Abet, who greeted the Hwanin with a smile, looked back at Isilite and said,
“I worried a lot for 17 years.”
= Huh. I’m sorry, I’m sorry for everything…….=
“Do not be sorry. It’s not her sister’s fault.”
=But, if we ran away together then…….=
“Stop talking nonsense. I don’t have much time. I have to go now. So please do me one favor.”
It was Abet who cut her off without acknowledging that she had no time, but Isilite kept her mouth shut and waited for Abet’s words with her face full of tears.
“Spirit Master is someone you can trust. So don’t wander around like an idiot anymore, and she’ll stick with the spirit master from now on.”
= I will. I will!=
At the sound of her weeping voice, Abet stretched out her hand and stroked Isilite’s cheek, with her face seemingly looking at her worried sister.
It is her face that says that she is worried about having to become a Buddha after leaving such an unreliable older sister.
“Crybaby sister. I’ll go first and I’ll be waiting…… As happy as I am…… Have to come live It’s a promise…… ?」
= Yes, yes…… !=
Abet, who had asked Isilite not to ask, looked back at her Hwanin this time and kissed the Hwanin’s forehead with only her upper body remaining.
Then his forehead tingled as if force had been transmitted through his lips. The blue color of the soul also disappeared as if the water had drained and turned to a grayish white like a normal soul.
While fiddling with the kissed spot, Abet, who instantly oxidized from the neck down to the light…….
= Abeth…… !=
It faded into light powder and disappeared, leaving Isilite with only her small smile.
