Chapter 255. <The One who didn’t conquer the stage (1) >
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Translator: Seven
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Time passed quickly.
Although for the first time in history a snail had become the Chairman of the Fire River Council, there was not much chaos. Even those with doubts couldn’t help but nod their heads when they heard [That Snail beheaded the Red Dragon]. Numerous warriors from the goblin and oni races who accompanied her, testified to Seimslam’s record.
“This is no longer a country for just the goblin race!”
The Black Dragon Master said excitedly.
It seemed that talking about this topic was to Anastasia’s liking.
“The country our children will make will be greater than Rome! Do you understand how amazing that is, Gong-ja?”
“Anastasia, I’m a middle school graduate. I dropped out of high school. Please say it so I can understand…”
“Ah, um. Rome originally started off as a country for just Romans. However, when foreigners from completely different provinces were allowed to enter the center, and when the religious belief from a border territory grew to become the state religion, Rome finally became a great Empire that encompassed all people.”
Looking back at that world, the Black Dragon Master placed her hands on her cheeks.
“However, Rome had its limitations… Do you know what those limitations were?”
Of course I didn’t know.
So there was no need for me to say anything.
“It’s because the religion became more sacred than it needed to be!”
“Wasn’t it because there were no more countries to conquer, making it difficult to draw out the war economy?”
“It’s because politics is corrupt and society was led astray.”
These were not my words, but an interruption by the Heretic Questioner, Count, and Crusader.
‘Uh-uh’, waving her arms, the Black Dragon Master made a sound.
“You guys go away. I’m talking to Gong-ja right now.”
The three withdrew with sulky faces.
The Black Dragon Master cleared her throat.
“Um. There were many limitations, but I think it was mainly because the interests of each group were not clearly divided.”
“What do you mean?”
“Look.”
The Black Dragon Master pointed towards the seats in the Fire River Council.
“The goblins are in charge of the defense and food production, the elves manage the capital, and the mermaids control logistics. The snails are in charge of the underground resources… In this way, the factions are formed on the biological level of race. Unless a race is exterminated or enslaved, no other race can extend their tentacles and seize power!”
The Black Dragon Master’s cheeks were slightly red, probably because she’d drank too much.
She even stuttered.
“This, this is important. It’s a decision made on a biological level. That we need each other, we need each other, so we naturally make checks and concessions…”
“…”
“This system is strong and solid. It is friendly even to latecomers. Any race, um, even a new race for example, if they are better in a certain field that one of the existing races is in charge of, it would naturally become the specialized field of that race. However, um, however, it is a very difficult system to establish.”
The Black Dragon Master ruffled her hair.
“For example, if a race fears that they will be challenged. If they are afraid of being pushed out of their field of expertise. They might decide to suppress the latecomers. If the established races take it for granted and allow such a trend to prevail instead of stopping it, then this system will rot over time. However.”
No species had gone extinct.
Because Uburka didn’t allow the snails to go extinct.
In a time when the continent seemed to be unified centering mainly around the goblin race, racial discrimination had been eliminated by the Fire River Council in a timely manner.
Ssonia. Because this child, who was born an elf but wanted to perform, devoted his life to showing blood flowers on the stage.
The discovery of the new continent cemented the position of the mermaids who guided the waterways, and the dream demons, who were the natives of the new continent, were said to have merged with the vampires led by Anastasia.
And in the battle with the oni race, the people had gained a sense of distance from god.
One at a time.
One person at a time.
One life.
The world changed, and finally, a snail became the Chairman of the Fire River Council for the first time.
The Fire River Council was being reborn as a great council that embraced both fire and water.
“Everything, um, fits so well together.”
On the screen, a grand festival to commemorate the defeat of the Red Dragon was being held.
Some talented elves presented all kinds of circus tricks and fire painting, and tourists from all over the country laughed in harmony at the festival.
“Gong-ja, this scene that we see before us. It is a huge miracle, like a sacred painting that was created with the overlapping footprints of countless people.”
The Black Dragon Master muttered in a dreamy voice.
It wasn’t a bad feeling, so I smiled a little.
“You’re right. It really is a miracle….”
“Unless this miracle was ‘made’ by someone.”
I paused.
Before I could even blink, the faint feeling in the Black Dragon Master’s voice faded. At the same time, the atmosphere, or to be precise, the look in her eyes, changed.
“I’m talking about you, Gong-ja.”
The Black Dragon Master looked at me.
All the uninvited guests had retreated so could not hear our voices.
In this place where only the two of us were talking, purple eyes pointed towards me.
“You didn’t [regressed] without telling me, did you?”
“…”
“Kim Gong-ja, you have a regression skill. Just like when we defeated the [Devil King of Fall Rain]… climbing to the stage and dying on your own, finding a route where we don’t die, and finally figuring out how to make everyone happy… You didn’t carry us all the way here, did you?”
The Black Dragon Master’s hands grasped both of my shoulders.
The beer cans fell, and the chair toppled. I lay on the cool ground, and the Black Dragon Master stopped me from moving.
“That world, isn’t built on your corpses, is it?”
Ahh.
“…”
I see.
‘Um.’
To my embarrassment, I almost burst into tears at that moment.
It wasn’t that I felt like crying because my hard work was recognised. Again. That was an emotion that had already passed its expiration date, and I had long since disposed of it from the refrigerator of my mind.
It wasn’t that.
‘As expected, senior is a beautiful person.’
In Anastasia’s eyes were things like sorrow, regret, gratitude, and anger. Things that weren’t like those. And even things that I wasn’t sure about. They were all mixed together.
Even though I didn’t have any mind reading skills.
[I hate it when a friend dies without my knowledge.]
I could understand the meaning in senior’s eyes.
Because Anastasia had already been beaten by me once.
The battle I was thinking of had ended without any damage like a miracle… The war that took place in the Aegim Empire was actually a flower that had bloomed from my countless deaths.
Senior now knew about it.
“Senior.”
That’s why.
“We, let’s renew our friendship contract.”
I said seriously.
“Huh?”
“The contract we made last time. Ah, let’s please take a moment to clean up. If Raviel were to see this, she would laugh and say [In any case, whenever you go out to drink someone attacks you].”
“Ah, I can imagine that for real… Sorry. Let me sober up, too. Here’s the contract.”
The Black Dragon Master scratched the air with her fingernail. The air split in two as if a zipper had been opened, and within the crack was a black abyss.
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