Let There Be Blessing Behind You - Chapter 112

Chapter 112: Chapter 112

Chapter 112

To my shock, I realized that we weren’t conversing in my language, yet somehow, I could understand him. The prophet continued, “The body that forms the holy land is Rakien. The mind is formed by Isnilen. Human Sapain Miser becomes more and more meaningless, and it will be destroyed very soon… The destruction of consciousness? Haha.”

I didn’t know the whole story, but what I gathered was that he would die when we conquered Hwen. He asked us to destroy his homeland. The land he betrayed. Despite all that, I didn’t hear any hatred in his voice.

From somewhere far away, I thought I could hear the sex slaves of Hwen moaning on their beds. It wouldn’t stop even when I covered my ears, so I shook my head hard. I asked him, “Um… Is Hwen that bad? Is it such a horrible country that you, a person who hailed there, want to destroy it?”

“Well… It isn’t that bad for now. Not yet, anyway. But something is very wrong there. It has been like this from the beginning. The divine power the Hwenian believes in… Its essence… You will be leaving here very soon, but why don’t you have a brief look?”

“…”

“As for me… I am a nobleman of Hwen who betrayed the Hwenian royals and tried to destroy my homeland using another kingdom’s army. It’s crazy, isn’t it? Hahaha…”

He said it lightly like he was joking, but the words sounded heavy to me.

“But, Hwen is your home… Don’t you have family back there? Someone you care about?”

Like the Innocent Ones of Minurd, who missed their families and friends back home in the capital, this man must have had someone back in Hwen. He said he was someone significant there, so he must have had a big family and relatives, right?

The prophet replied, “Yes, that’s true. I do. I did. Armiles, Albirena, Winis, and Ilat. People I loved. My family. Half of them died, though, and the other half are my enemies now. No one there liked me, who was Isnilen. They didn’t want someone like me there. All they wanted to be was for me to be gone. Even now, I am loyal to my kingdom, yet they call me a traitor.”

“…”

“I am all alone now. No one wants me. I have no one. You must know how that feels, right?”

It was true. I was still loyal to the Goddess, yet Minurd considered me a traitor. The prophet added, “Hmm… You are all alone.”

I did run away from my home, and I had nowhere to go. I asked, “But even when you left home and came here, you were still alone, right? You came here for a better life, yet you didn’t have a good life. You were trapped in a strange underground place… Inside a cage, no less…”

“And you will soon be in the same situation as I am if you go to Hwen, but I supposed that could be better than what you might have to face if you remain here… Why don’t I show you your future? Would you like that? But if you go mad from watching your future, don’t blame me.”

When I looked at him, I saw that his face suddenly aged. He now looked like a very old man, and I thought he was trying to confuse me.

“No, thanks. You are crazy, and we don’t need any more madmen here.”

“The concept of a mission is a funny thing. We live such painful lives in the cruel world we created.”

All I had to do was pretend to listen to him and follow him one step at a time. Once I got out, I would leave him. Whatever he said to me now was meaningless.

Just then, two pale humans crawl in front of us like insects. They blocked us, and slowly, something that looked like white clouds escaped their bodies to be absorbed by the prophet. The insects wiggled in pain, but they didn’t move away. “Arghhh… T-the mission…”

Isnilen stood still and said, “They are asking you to kill them, soldier. With that sword of yours.”

“What? What are you saying?”

Why? Who was ordering this? The Goddess?

The prophet explained, “It’s because this is their mission. This is how they maintained this place for such a long time. I don’t like it either, but when things like this happen, it’s just better to kill them as quickly as possible. This is how you can lessen their pain.”

“…”

“They already stole your sword once so they could experience quick deaths, remember? This is what they want… Hehehe…”

This wasn’t easy for me, but as I waited hesitantly, even more pale, bug-like humans surrounded us. There were too many of them, and at some point, I had no choice. If I wanted to go forward, I had to kill them, or else, they would trample me.

The living man must keep on walking to live.

The prince told me to live.

Just live.

I did as he ordered. I now led the way with the prophet behind me, and I beheaded the bugs one by one. The white cloud-like material surrounded me, and we finally reached the stairs I took with the prince to get here. When I took the first step and looked back, the figure of the prophet was no longer there. I didn’t know what this meant, and perhaps, it didn’t really matter anyway.

“Stupid prophet…”

I murmured to myself as I enjoyed watching the exotic city, which was now peaceful again. The city looked like it was shining brightly, even though it still remained dim.

Now, what I had to figure out was what to say to Camille. I didn’t know where he was, but I spoke out loud anyway.

I knew what I had to say.

“I will go to Hwen!”

Crash!

Suddenly, everything disappeared from my eyes. They were just an illusion. I found myself again back in the underground space under the harem. The prince was still cradling my head on his knees, and I was on the floor.

His highness wasn’t wearing a shirt. How much of what I saw really happened? Did Eriez and the soldiers really come to get us? I sat up to look around, but it was too dark around us. I couldn’t see anything.

“Juya, what are you looking for? Look at me! Please!”

The boy prince hugged me and continued, “I… I didn’t understand my feelings until now… I’m sorry that I was so stupid. I didn’t realize that what I felt was… I didn’t tell you the truth… I’m sorry.”

I didn’t mind. Everyone makes mistakes. Whatever happened must have happened for a reason. Perhaps it was the will of the Goddess.

Everything that happened so far… How Minurd didn’t believe us… How it didn’t work out between this boy prince and me… And why I decided to escape my home…

I whispered to him, “Next time…”

I hugged him back and continued, “Next time… You will do better. I just know it, your highness.”

Was it love? I didn’t know, but I was sure of one thing. I was his teacher, no matter what.

Before I left him for the last time, I secretly wanted this perfect prince to f*ck me, but I didn’t voice this wish out loud. The strange thing was that my body didn’t react to his touch.

Suddenly, a bright light shone from above, and the prophet yelled, “Abandoned prince! You can’t do the beautiful deed here. The strong girl is coming. Soon! She is bleeding, and she is coming here to the soldier! Hahaha! Good show, thanks?”

He was talking nonsense again, and he was stopped by a sharp voice of the girl, “Shut up!”