The 163,417,413th Soulslike Hero Chapter 100

Chapter 100 – Blessings Upon This X-ing Amazing World(2)

“Who are you, mister?”

Tara, the little one, was very wary of me.

I didn’t think much of it. I understood how she felt.

‘Well, I’m also seeing her for the first time now.’

I wondered how my perception would change after recovering the residual sentiment. How did I meet this kid, and how did I convince her to give me the legendary quest? What was the quest content and reward in the first place?

Thinking about it made me somewhat excited.

Why just think about it? I recovered the residual sentiment lying right next to me.

I tried my best not to look at the corpse with its horrible appearance.

[Item Activation – Izanami’s Heart]

[Acquired residual sentiment from previous life.]

[Recovered 11 Strength, 32 Agility, 0 Intelligence points.]

[Recovered Combat Skill – Seven Sword Pierce LV. 13]

[Recovered Combat Skill – Fatal Thorns LV.3]

[Recovered Combat Skill – Black Wing LV. 2]

[Recovered all memories from previous life.]

After recovering the residual sentiment, when all memories from my previous life returned.

They say I looked devastatingly terrible.

“… Mister. Why are you suddenly like that? Are you in pain?”

Even Tara, who was extremely wary, asked instinctively.

I barely managed to hold onto my sanity at that question. Even in my dazed state, I desperately forced a smile and said.

“It’s nothing… nothing at all.”

That was the first time I didn’t scream after recovering residual sentiment.

Though it was because my voice was suppressed by an overwhelming sense of emptiness.

* * *

‘It’s not too late… Now… If it’s now!!’

I ran frantically through Kern’s commercial district.

I frantically scanned my surroundings. I checked every woman with brown bobbed hair I could find.

Red eyes. Brown eyes. Black eyes. Green eyes…. No. No. None of them.

“Sarah!! Mrs. Sarah Annette! Answer me right now if you can hear me!! Saraaaah!!”

Right after entering the night market street. I wandered around shouting at the top of my lungs. All attention around was focused on me, but I didn’t care. Rather, that’s what I wanted.

Thanks to Lucy’s price gouging, this round’s starting was early. The white explosion hasn’t even happened yet. People who don’t know about the tragedy that will unfold in just minutes are bustling through the night market.

‘If it’s now, there might still be time!’

I might be able to save her.

No, I must save her. I made a promise to Tara. Even if she who made the promise doesn’t remember, I remember.

Just watch, Tara. I’ll definitely bring your mom back to you.

“Yes. I’m Sarah Annette. You were looking for me… L-let’s talk somewhere with fewer people!”

And my efforts quickly paid off.

As expected, shouting like a madman was effective. Seeing Sarah emerge with an extremely embarrassed face, I sighed with multiple meanings.

“There’s no time to talk. Let’s hurry!”

I grabbed Sarah’s wrist and immediately started walking. The direction was naturally beyond the central streets, towards the back alley where Tara was.

“What? W-where are we going…!”

“Anywhere is fine. It’s dangerous here. Let’s leave Kern right now with Tara. Right now!”

“H-how do you know my daughter’s name… F-first, let go! It hurts!!”

Sarah shook off my hand just before reaching the back alley. Only then did I realize I had used too much force.

“I-I’m… sorry.”

Belatedly releasing my hand, I looked at Sarah. She was looking at me with a face full of wariness while shrinking back. Her wrist was bright red.

People from the surrounding shops were also murmuring while looking at us.

From the atmosphere and their gazes, it didn’t seem like good things were being said.

‘… Let’s calm down first.’

Though it’s impossible to really calm down. But let’s at least try to appear calm.

I took a deep breath there for a moment.

“Huuuu.”

I looked at Sarah calmly again with composed eyes. After a brief pause, I started organizing words to explain the situation to her who was confused.

However, at that moment.

Perhaps because I was staring intently at Sarah, ironically, a status window popped up blocking my view.

[Monster Information]

[Name: Blessed Urbanite – Sarah Annette]

[HP: 90/90 MP: 0/0]

[Strength: 8 Agility: 10 Intelligence: 11]

[Details: One of those chosen by Astarte, the Blue Flame Demon King. Her power has not manifested yet.]

What appeared there was….

Her status window is invariably marked as a monster.

As if threatening ‘struggling is pointless’. A death sentence that filled my entire field of vision.

I firmly shut my mouth that I had opened for explanation.

“……”

“Um, excuse me?”

Sarah calls out to me. I couldn’t answer.

I want to say something, but I don’t know what to say at all. This is another first.

Right.

Is there really a need to answer with words?

Having reached that conclusion, I immediately drew my sword.

“……Ah?”

Shunk. Sarah stared in disbelief at the dark blade thrust into her stomach.

What do you mean ‘ah’. What you saw is correct. Don’t deny reality. I met Sarah’s intensely trembling gaze with a mechanical stare.

Grinding my teeth until they bled, I put strength into the hand holding the sword.

Then heeheek.

As if it had been waiting, Sarah’s mouth split into a grin up to her ears, drawing a chilling smile.

―How surprising. How on earth did you notice at this point, without any clues?

“…!”

―Really… Did you perhaps see the future? Hero Park Jeong-yong.

Slash!

As soon as I heard that voice, I swung my sword upward with all my might.

Sarah’s ribs shattered. Her lungs and heart were crushed. For a moment, her spine and nerve bundles caught on the sword, tearing. The sword that broke her neck bones, crushed her skull, and split her brain in half, shot up into the sky.

Splatter. Among Sarah’s bodily fluids scattering everywhere, I muttered.

“Hah. Didn’t know about that one.”

Instead of slapping my balls as a sign of realization, I stomped hard on half of Sarah’s severed head.

Sarah’s body, split in two from the abdomen outward. Her face, crushed under my foot, was still giggling despite being distorted.

And I yelled at some being beyond those gray eyes.

“You. You’re the type who can’t talk face to face. You fucking gloomy weeb bastard.”

Yes. I know that voice. I recognized it as soon as I heard it.

More precisely, this situation of conversing through someone’s corpse reminded me of one element I had completely forgotten.

‘First regression point update.’

A tracker from an organization called Casas was assigned, and he suddenly died. And the mysterious being who spoke from behind Jermi Balkin’s corpse.

The voice just now was identical to that voice then.

Now everything connects.

Now, I’ve realized the truth that connected too late.

―Did I not tell you? That we would meet again soon.

Hehehe. An unpleasant laugh kept overflowing from Sarah’s sprawled corpse.

That response confirmed my suspicion. I roughly wiped the blood droplets from my face with my sleeve.

As I lowered my arm, a bitter sneer had already formed on my lips.

“Is Casas’ financial situation that bad? How did you end up merging with the Immortal Cult? Boss couldn’t pay salaries?”

―Hmm. I’m glad as Casas’ leader that you’re so concerned. But rest assured. Those Immortal Cult rabble are merely pawns used for Casas’ grand purpose.

“Your level of bullshitting is impressive. I’ll give you that.”

It’s this bastard.

This bastard must be the mastermind controlling this whole mess.

The main culprit who led the Astarte fragment summoning ritual, the puppeteer controlling the Immortal Cult, and the absolute bastard who planted the selection of Egtart or Astarte in Tara.

I’d bet Byeongyeong’s testicle if I’m wrong. That’s how certain I was.

“Where are you? Let’s have a talk.”

Crunch! I said while gradually crushing Sarah’s head. I wanted to appear composed, but anger stuck thickly to my voice, ruining it all.

The self-proclaimed leader of Casas sneered at me with a “hmm” nasal sound.

―Are you that curious about who I am? I’m delighted to receive attention from such a celebrity as yourself.

“No, you fucking bastard. If I’m going to smash your head, I need to know where you are.”

I don’t care if you’re the Casas boss or the president of the Chilgapsan Jogging Club. I’m not a samurai, so I don’t care about the identity of someone I’m going to kill right away.

However, the response to my fierce words was just a “tsk” tongue click.

―I’ve felt this before, but it seems you lose all sense when you’re angry. Become an adult first before meeting me.

That was the end of the conversation. The Casas leader, quoting this century’s greatest saying from a pro gamer, fell silent.

Whoosh, the vitality remaining in Sarah’s corpse rapidly faded.

[Level Up!]

[Level Up!]

[Level Up!]

Then the level-up panel and fanfare sounded, and after they disappeared, what stimulated my senses was…

“Kyaaaah!”

“M-murder!”

“A madman is killing people!!”

Screams of terror accompanied by lines I’d heard many times before.

‘What’s going on?’

The white explosion shouldn’t have happened yet. Did the Immortal Cult move already? Could they have started the massacre early because I moved quickly?

I immediately shook the blood from my sword and prepared for battle, turning toward the citizens, ready to charge at any moment.

“… Ah.”

And I let out a sigh of realization.

Terrified gazes. Piercing screams. And angry shouts.

The midnight murderer receiving all of this was none other than me.

“Puhahaha life is fu―cked. Uhahaha!”

Right. That’s right. I didn’t realize that.

From their perspective, I’m the absolute bastard who suddenly tore an innocent woman in half.

‘Ah. The world is truly fucking beautiful.’

I held my forehead. The situation was so ridiculous that I burst into loud laughter.

Laughter flowed endlessly like a madman regardless of my will. People slowly backed away seeing my behavior.

And in the midst of the boiling chaos, a voice that shouldn’t be heard faintly reached my ears.

“…… Mom?”

The laughter stopped abruptly. I turned my gaze as if burned.

There was Tara. Her gaze was blank as she stared at Sarah lying under my feet.

Come to think of it, this was right in front of that back alley. The belated realization struck the back of my head.

“Mo-mo-mo… monster.”

Tara’s old pants slowly became wet from the crotch. She had wet herself.

She struggled to move her trembling legs to back away. Tara’s eyes, streaming with tears, were filled with confusion and terror.

Her gaze was fixed directly on me.

“……”

I opened my mouth, then closed it. And turned my gaze away.

I couldn’t think of any rebuttal to the word ‘monster.’