I Became a Foreigner Loved by Transcendentalists

Episode 80. I want to become strong too.

Tachia Firoy.

I was able to organize my feelings about her into her gratitude and concern.

Even when we met for the first time, he did everything he could with a gentle attitude, and more importantly, he even gave a beginner adventurer things he didn’t deserve for free.

On the other hand, there would be no reason to give such an item for free.

“Now, try following along. Get on.”

That was why I was concerned about the name this child introduced himself with.

The soul of Ego Weapon created by her hands may have something to do with the fact that it has the same name as her.

“Taa~”

“Ta, not ta. “Now again.”

“Taa~”

“Then chi, and then ah.”

“Chii~ ah~”

“Okay, then what if we continue?”

“Datchiya~”

“… Okay. Good job.”

I guess it’s because she’s still young and her tongue is short, so it’s inevitable that her speech is slurred.

However, she is not able to speak well, but she is able to express herself, and more importantly, she can understand what I am saying.

Thanks to this, we were able to communicate face-to-face without difficulty.

“Well, then can I call you Philo from now on?”

“Pinoy?”

“Ugh, since you have the same name as your mother, I think it would be better to distinguish them by last name rather than first name.”

Anyway, I thought that if we were going to be together from now on, we would have to decide on a title, and when I started talking to her, the girl who was looking at me started shaking her head.

“Nyaaa, mama im danya.”

“… “You have a different name from your mom?”

“Danya.”

What does it mean to be different?

Wasn’t Tacia the mother this kid was talking about?

“What is your mother’s name?”

“Tachiya pennoi.”

“What is your name?”

“Tachiya pinnoy.”

“…… “Aren’t they the same thing?”

“Nyaaa! Danyaaa!!!”

A little shrew running wild while being held in your arms.

Afterwards, the girl with her angry face looked at me and spoke in a stern manner.

“Mama tajiya pennyoy! I am Tachiya Pinyoi. Dannya!”

“Uh, huh. Okay. “It’s different.”

I gently patted the head of the girl who was repeatedly emphasizing what I had said, and then thought back on what I had said before and came to my own conclusion.

I understand roughly.

In short, the names of the two people are somewhat similar, but the pronunciation makes them sound similar.

Well, if it’s a mother and daughter relationship, they will both use the last name Philo, so the couple will be the same.

“Then, can I call you Philo from now on?”

“Damn~ hehehe~”

The baby shrew in my arms became Philoi.

I think it would be better to call you Philoi when using weapons from now on.

Egoweapon Philoi…. It’s not a very bad feeling.

“Anyway, I wonder what I should do now.”

After holding Philoi in my arms, I next wanted to explore the abandoned city where I was standing.

First of all, I was aware that this place was a dream, but I could feel everything here so clearly that it could not be considered a dream.

This child, who is actually just a weapon, can only communicate here.

It would be difficult to say that what happens here has no meaning.

“Hey Philroy. “Is there anything special around here?”

So, when I started talking to him to see if there was a reason why he came here, Philoi started pointing with his finger to a certain place.

“Early~”

“… “Is there something over there?”

“Yes! “Jo~ ki~”

Yes, the way you point with your small hand is really cute. Feeling this, I stroked Philoi’s head and looked straight at the direction his finger was pointing at.

A huge castle visible above a barren, foggy abandoned city.

Although it was smaller than the imperial castle, it was still a fairly large building even by modern standards.

You could say it is an old castle where the king of a certain royal family stays.

As he stepped toward a place that stood out especially in this barren land, Philoi raised both hands and shouted vigorously.

“Tuba~”

“Okay, let’s go~”

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Well, I don’t know what to do until I wake up from the dream, so it might be a good idea to give it a try.

Thinking like that, I crossed the city, passed the castle drawbridge, and finally arrived at the long-abandoned gate of the old castle.

Fortunately, it was not difficult to get inside. The door was half-open without having to open it myself, so there was no problem getting through the inside even with Philoi in his arms.

“Can I just go in here?”

“Yes! Panni~!”

Firoy urges me by pulling on the hem of my clothes.

I felt cold due to the unique elegance of the old castle, but thinking that it was just a dream anyway, I headed straight inside.

Yes, whatever awaits me, it won’t be a problem for me in real life.

“Hyosung, Mr.”

That carefree thought was disturbed when I stepped inside and encountered a person with a familiar face.

Iri Haven.

A person who is considered half a lover to me.

“Airi, why…” ….”

But why is she?

Is he staggering around here, bleeding?

– Shake it off.

Airi collapses before she can understand the situation.

The moment she gasped and was about to run, she noticed something kicking against her foot midway and quickly stopped in her tracks.

The one who fell there was a woman with a black hood who was lying there bleeding before Airi…

“Hey, Ms. Marilyn… ….”

Marilyn Surgeland.

The eyes, which had a characteristic smile, were wide open at this moment and did not even move.

She wasn’t asleep. After entering this world, I have seen countless people with the same appearance.

These are the eyes of a corpse.

A person who was special to me appeared in front of me as a corpse at this moment.

“Why, why…” ….”

The moment I noticed that and reflexively moved my head to understand the situation.

Soon, familiar faces began to appear wherever I looked.

Garam, who has been with me as an adventurer, Tacia, who gave me my weapons, and other people who came to this world and formed a relationship with me have become hundreds or thousands of corpses, welcoming me into the castle….

“Dream, dream. Easy?”

Concluding that such a reality could not exist, I took a deep breath and raised my body, which had already collapsed.

Yes, from the moment I first encountered Philoi, I knew that this place was a dream.

“Yes, it’s a dream. This can’t be reality…….”

-Yes, it is a dream.

As I was trying to pass it off as just a nightmare, I suddenly heard a familiar voice whispering in my ear.

-But who can guarantee that this will not become a reality? As you know, this world is gradually moving toward destruction.

The moment I was startled and turned my head towards the place where the sound came from.

Standing on top of the corpse field was an undead with a withered physique wearing black rags.

-Even if it was a dream in the first place, it was also based on evidence……. Since you foresaw this situation coming from the beginning, didn’t you witness this tragedy in your dreams?

“Gorgon Zola.”

I knew him.

I encountered him three months ago, and luckily I was able to survive and survive until now.

And after that, the decision to face the powerful enemy called the Fallen Hero was born out of a determination to never suffer the same punishment again…….

-Long time no see, Woohyo. Do you like the gift I gave you?

“… “It’s not Woo Hyo, it’s Woo Hyosung.”

-Khahahaha! I, who aims to be an excellent professor, don’t you know that? I’m just calling you Woohyo without your last name because I like you.

No, if you leave out the last name, it’s Hyosung. Why do you keep leaving out the last name?

A tingling sensation is felt near the neck the moment the swelling is there.

I realized later how this was happening.

“… “It’s a gift, what on earth do you want from me?”

That day, when I met this guy, the strange power that was injected into him by squeezing his neck.

The Red Knight of War invaded in the middle and I somehow managed to avoid being turned into a lifeless corpse, but that didn’t mean the power he instilled in me disappeared completely.

An occasional whisper or impulse….

Up until now, I thought it was an auditory hallucination caused by fatigue, but now that it has become clearer, I can no longer just ignore it.

-hehehehe, what can I ask for from you? I just hope you have stronger regrets.

“I regret it…… ?”

-All humans return to dust anyway. Nevertheless, if there is a next life, what proves the value of that second life will not be authority or strength, but will be called ‘lingering regret’.

Sleep.

Gorgon Zola suddenly turns into powder and disappears, then reveals his presence behind me.

Afterwards, there was no hostility towards me in his whispers as he held my shoulders with his skinny hands.

-Don’t you also feel hunger? No matter how hard you try or how much you achieve, don’t you always feel like it’s not enough?

On the contrary, it is the opposite.

In those whispers, there was a sense of kinship and an attempt to elicit empathy toward me.

-Hunger is not just about eating and drinking. Regardless of wealth, power, or power, all humans have no choice but to live their entire lives in hunger.

Like he said, I too am always hungry.

Strength is needed.

I have the power to block not only warriors but also geniuses like this guy, and even more so, all dangers aimed at me in this harsh world.

No, beyond that, I have dreamed at every moment of the ‘overwhelming power’ that can protect the people around me who are dead bodies lying around here.

-Free that desire.

But this is dangerous.

It is true that no matter how much strength is needed, it must be accomplished through my own will.

If it is encouraged by others, the result will be far from what you want.

– Don’t look back and move forward. If you accept that desire, my power will endlessly encourage you so that you do not waver.

“I’m going to take care of it, so shut up and get out of here!”

Black rags scattering with a shout.

But, surprisingly, it did not disappear right away, and once again solidified its form and let out a humorous laugh.

-hehehehe, nothing. You are a special person, so I won’t be able to completely control you like this.

The damn zombie guy completely turned his attention away from me while saying that.

But that is not a declaration that I will disappear from this dream.

As if considering a workaround rather than giving up, he just gradually moves his gaze further away from me.

-But your companion seems to be a bit different.

“What…” ….”

The head gradually moves towards the direction the guy is looking.

Filoy was seen standing in front of Tacia’s body.

A girl looking down at the corpse of her creator, the one who deserves to be called ‘mother’.

“…Firoy.”

“Dad, do you want to become strong?”

Soon, such a girl began to touch her corpse and turn her blood-covered hands and mouth towards me.

The slurred words became clear as if they had never been like that before.

The eyes, which used to shine purely, suddenly turn a dull color.

“Me too. I want to become strong. So that…….”

“That way, I will be able to kill the mother who abandoned me with my own hands…” ….”

The moment my heart sank at the eerie smile drawn on the corner of his mouth.

That feeling made me unconsciously take a step toward that child.

“No. Philroy.”

It is dangerous.

Unlike me, that child has not yet awakened his sense of self.

As it has no resistance to mental attacks, if it continues like this, it may be eroded by the whispers of those damned undead.

“So, it can’t be like it is now.”

“Come here, quickly!!”

“You have to become stronger. To make my mother regret abandoning me…….”

Firoy gradually walks into the tragedy, spitting out incomprehensible words.

I hurriedly stretched out my hand towards Philoi, but before that, the corpses on the floor grabbed my body.

-Sooner or later, all living things will eventually become one with us.

Iri, Marylin, Garam… ….

The moment when the corpses of everyone else who was related to me tried to restrain my body and throw me under it.

-So don’t deny hunger. Endless hunger will keep you strong until the moment you join us.

“Shut up!! “It’s none of your business, so get the hell away!!!!!”

How can we accept the fear of an illusion that hasn’t even happened yet?

If I can’t even protect those around me right now, what’s the use of the power I gain later?

“Firoy! Come back!!!”

The struggle that came from such tenacity forced me to shake off all the corpses that were restraining my body, and in the end, I grabbed Philoi’s shoulder with all my strength as my hand slipped away.

And… ….

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-Mulkeong.

The soft touch you feel in your hand at that moment.

But it was completely different from the body of the girl he had held in his arms before.

Although it is soft, it is much voluptuous than the simplicity of a child’s cheeks, and an object that aggravates a desire more pure than the desire for protection.

“Hey, as soon as he wakes up, look at him searching for his chest first.”

“Uh, uh…?”

I realized that the situation had changed due to the murmur that came with that sensation, and before I knew it, I recognized the person standing next to me lying on the bed and opened my eyes wide.

Tachia Philoi.

He is the one who created the girl he was with before.

“I see you’re very hungry. Should I give you some milk here?”

“Oh, no, that…” …. “S-sorry!”

I quickly took her hand away from her chest, but she just looked at me without saying a word.

Seeing as there was no sign of displeasure, it seemed like the friendly attitude he had shown from the first time we met was still the same.

But wait a minute. Why am I lying in bed?

Why is Tacia here?