What's Wrong with a Great Hero Being Jobless

... If you think you're awake, you know what it is - but your head is so cancerous.

I wonder what it is, this.

Is it cold? I get chilly. But it doesn't look cold. Or is it cold? I don't know.

Oh... a fever.

Do you have a fever?

Maybe so.

I have pain. My right eye hurts. Precisely, it hurts where my right eye was. Yes. I don't have my right eye anymore. I was humbled, crushed. Anjolina. Anjolina mericulio. That's the woman. That woman captain gave me my eyes. Right eye.

Hiccup.

Shit. Shit. Shit.

Ouch. Asshole. You're an asshole. What the hell, damn it. It hurts. Why are you doing this? It's me? It's my fault. I hit bad. So here's what happened. Right. Yeah, shit. So what? You mean to reflect? What happens when you do that?

I can't help it. Nothing changes. This is the same thing. Keep it up. Keep going. Ouch. Does it still hurt?

What's wrong doesn't make it any easier.

This pain, the chill, the bitterness, it doesn't go away.

At least let me sleep.

I want to sleep and do it. You know what? Why not?

Why can't I sleep? Just a little bit. In just a little bit. Let me sleep. Give me a break. Because it's the afterlife.

... No.

Can't you?

I can't even sleep rolling. If I'm not mistaken, this is a barn. At the corner of the barn, with the rope and all that, I'm rolling. Odor.

There was a mixture of all kinds of stench, a hell of a stench. What stains wet slab floors? Sweat. Blood. Piss. Some kind of oil. All of it. I want to sleep, but I don't want to sleep. But even though I'm not being shackled, I can't even get up.

I used to roll and speak out every now and then. In time, I couldn't do that either. I thought about a lot of things at once, like reducing my health drain, or if I stay still, I should recover. It all seemed to hit me, and it felt almost like it was off target.

Some... several faces came to mind. I got rid of it every time.

What are those guys thinking right now? What are you doing? I can imagine, but I don't know what's true. Even if I could, I wouldn't do that now, but I can't even ask those guys for something. How are you guys doing? I can't even say those words.

Is that all you got?

In a moment, maybe I want to get rid of it. I want to remember their faces and play with their memories. There's been a lot of fun. I want to run away in the past. But I know I can't help but run away.

My current location.

That's the place.

I'm here. This is reality.

I can't go anywhere. I just have to stay here.

to a prison of pain and loss.

Let me twirl it. I want to go crazy.

No, I'm me. As long as I'm alive, I'm me. That's what I want. The only.

Yeah. Just one.

I'm here. Prison or not, here, as I am, here. I'll follow you.

Someone's approaching.

I walk in with a cantera or a lantern or something.

What time did I spend in this prison?

I don't know. I have no idea.

He was dressed in black. My hair is long and I hide the bottom half of my face with a blackish cloth after all.

That's odd.

I have four arms...... it looks like. No, I do. Four arms.

That guy has two of them in his arms. I have a lantern with my right hand and my left hand is empty. But he's got four arms, so he's got two right and two left hands... that's tough. And oddly enough... quite oddly, I know him, at least one similar to him.

I'll never forget a man named Saji, who died by entrusting me with the Devil's Sword Seoul Collector.

Saji didn't die of illness or anything. Killed. He broke into the former kingdom of Ishmal, along with his partner Mine, to obtain the Devil's Sword. Probably stole it. So the two became pursued, and Saji, while losing his partner, followed him to the side of Altana. Just a few moments later, the chaser took care of me. However, it was a discussion. Saji killed the chaser, but he was mortally wounded himself and was dying when I found him. Saji wanted it, and I let it go of my misery.

The chaser was four-armed.

But maybe that wasn't the only chaser. Did you get sprinkled by Saji on the way, or did you act differently for any reason? Affected Forest. Arnotow, the capital of elves. He snuck into Milliu's home. The aim is the Devil's Sword I had. He took away the Devil's Sword.

He had four arms, too.

... What do you mean, this guy who's stopping in front right now and looking down at me with his yellow eyes, Immortal, huh?

Speaking of which, there are immortals on this ship, Angelina said. You mean this guy.

"... donomichi, mammonak, deathnu destiny da"

The four-armed voice was low and crouched.

"Wazza wazza, kill sma demo, nye......"

What the fuck is this guy saying...?

"Woo, woo, woo..."

Is this a laugh...?

Four arms returned their heels. Keep away. I tried to go after him. If I could at least crawl and move, I would have. If I could move my body a little more properly. We should go after him. Don't let them get away with it. I can't help feeling that.

"Hey......!

I screamed. It was so tight that I thought that would dry up the blood all over my body. I can't breathe well. Still, it's not good if you don't let someone know about this.

Maybe he's the immortal sailor Angelina said he was. Then staying here isn't always weird. Interested in seeing me or hearing rumors, I came to see how things were going. It's a likely story, and it's a mystery that I may die one day or another, and I don't even have to kill you on purpose, but I wouldn't even be able to say it's a flying word. So I can't explain it, but I was sure.

Something's wrong with him.

"... Hey...!

Absolutely crazy, but there's nothing I can do about it right now.

At the very least, I need to tell you this.

"... Somebody...!

It was then that the roar rang and the ship rocked heavily. What happened. I don't know. But I knew it, I thought. How, what did you do? I don't know that either. But definitely. This is his fault.

There was another loud noise and the ship rocked.

I feel the wind. Air flow. Light. Somewhere is bright.

Footsteps. A lot of people are running around. I heard voices. It's the pirates yelling.

Sounds like crap. I don't know what it sounds like.

Wake up.

That's what I ordered myself. Get up. Whatever happens, get up.

My legs are free, but it doesn't change that I'm wrapped around my arms and chest with rope. I gained momentum and rolled my body. Rely on the wall and get yourself up somehow.

Standing is quite tough. It's just up against the wall. But I can't even say that.

... leaning.

The floor.

It's still just a little bit, but the floor is inclined… naturally the ship itself is inclined.

That's not all. … water.

The floor is wet. Until just now, I was a little nervous, but there was no water. This sound.

A water noise?

I don't even have to lick and check. It would be seawater.

This is a barn. The closest place for people to enter the ship should be to the bottom.

It's flooded.

Was that the roar earlier? Four arms did something. So I smashed through the bulkhead and put a hole in the hull. Why would you do that? I don't know. You can't possibly know why, but I can see the purpose. There is only one.

To sink.

Four arms did this to sink this pirate ship.

The sea water is already wetting my ankles. I have to move. Hurry. Hurry. We have to hurry.

Wall talk, say hello, I'll walk. I don't feel any pain for some reason. There is little chill either. It's just that my legs don't listen to much. Which way do I go in the first place?

Don't think. Move. Move. Move even.

The ship's inclination hasn't changed much, but the water level has risen a lot. It's even close to my knee.

Different from some pirates. Nobody cares about me.

Stairs. Finally there was a staircase.

I'm going up step by step. I was just halfway up, and the pirates threw me over and rolled me down a few steps. Water is imminent. I stood up. Get up there. Stairs. Quick. Up the stairs.

The upper floor of the barn is like the habitat of the pirates. But not a single pirate is relaxing. Is this guy always rushing around or trying to get out on the deck?

Deck. I'm trying to join the line of pirates that are killing me on the stairs to get out on deck. I was immediately pushed away and trampled by several people. For a moment, my consciousness was flying, but I crawled through my teeth. I get up somehow. Once in line, I was able to go up the stairs to be pushed away.

As soon as I got out on the deck, I fell. I remember rolling over the deck and hitting my body on the edge of the ship.

When I realized, the ship was leaning like that, and I managed not to fall into the sea thanks to being caught on the edge. There were still pirates on deck. But it doesn't seem that much. There was some kind of light swinging over the sea. I didn't think I could walk anymore. My consciousness is going to break even now. I couldn't think of anything. I threw myself at the light that was shaking like a coincidence somewhere in the ocean.