Living as an Unemployed in Another World

140 – 5. Witch Moon (16)

5. Witch’s Moon – Nightmare (3)

A dark cloud or fog. That was what I thought when I looked at the contents of the flask. When a viscous liquid is heated and cooled once, a pattern like this usually appears. However, there’s no way the witch was doing a chemical experiment, so it must be something magical.

I carefully picked up the plugged entrance and looked inside. I don’t do stupid things like opening the stopper or pouring the contents on the floor. Just observe I tried moving the bubbles by shaking them and vibrating them, but the contents in the flask just stayed still like a substance without a self.

Did this come from that big jar? The result of her ‘experiment’? Just looking at it, you can’t know the purpose of the party, so won. Anyway, why did you make this? Maybe for me?

Through such thoughts, I was able to calm my heart, which had been torn apart once by the witch. If you knew right away that I was hopeless all this time, you would have lied to me all this time, because there is no reason and no need to. I knew my fountain well enough.

Then, it means that she came to that conclusion recently, but considering the change in her attitude, no matter how you look at it, there was no other trigger other than this ‘experiment’ that she had been engrossed in recently. During the experiment, he must have realized something related to me and poured it out to me like a sigh. Witches may be omnipotent, but they are not insensitive beings without emotion.

But what did you see? I looked at the flask suspiciously, and on the other hand, I reflected on myself, thinking that she was really for me to the point of inventing something like this on my own, when I hadn’t made any progress in my achievements.

She is still indifferent to human emotions to the point that she sentences her disciple, who she taught for over a year, to death by cutting up front and back, but I am comically relieved that she did not regard such a human being as mere seed. . That’s cheap pride.

I tried to put the flask back on the shelf. Then, suddenly, I felt a large presence behind my back. A presence so gigantic that even I, who have not been able to awaken to magic yet, instinctively tremble even I, who is dull with such a ‘sense’. I looked back for a moment and

“──Don’t touch me!!”

Her roar, which I had never heard before, hit my ears. Her red eyes burned like hell and her wavy hair rose upside down. At the moment, I felt all the power draining from my body, due to the enormous emotion she had never shown me before, and the overwhelming power that no creature could possibly match. The flask in my hand fell into the air before it hit the ledge, and it fell under the large jar underneath and shattered. Kwajangchang!

For a moment, both the witch and I froze in place. That I dropped the finished product she made into my hand, she…… He stood there like a stunned man, looking back and forth between the jar where the flask fell and me.

Immediately.

“…… That’s it.”

A human-like scream was felt inside the jar. Unknowingly, I tried to look inside. However, before I could raise my head, a black liquid suddenly gushed out from within like an upside-down waterfall.

“Oops!! Turn it off!!”

It’s too bulky to be the result of a broken flask the size of a human head. The substance, thought to be a gas, ate empty space and expanded enormously, gaining a mass that was physically impossible.

I fell on my back in awe at the movement of those sticky molecules. It slowly formed into a ball and began to slowly form a human shape from the head down to the neck as if imitating me lying face down.

“Save me, give me. Save…….”

What did you just say? At the moment when the material, now almost human in shape, grabbed both ends of the pot with wobbly hands and tried to escape, the witch blocked me before I knew it and arrived in front of it. And,

“Save——get it.”

The next words didn’t follow. For as the witch straightened her hand on her side and drew the air over her, her neck suddenly fell as if it had been cut by her sword, and the rest of her body melted away and began to fall into her urn.

She poked her head into her, and without delay, uttering something incomprehensible, she immediately found the lid and sealed her jar. Silence came to the laboratory with a heavy thump.

She looks behind her. When our eyes met, I instinctively lowered my gaze. I didn’t know what to say. Should I apologize? Or should I ask for forgiveness? Should I ask what it really is? At the time, I was in great confusion, and I was not rational enough to draw any rational conclusions. The witch spoke to me first.

“I told you not to touch it.”

“I didn’t mean to… ….”

I mumbled, looking for an excuse. That part was also different from usual. A quick apology didn’t come out of that mouth. I still put up a wall in my heart at her sudden change in attitude, but seeing her anger in person, it seemed as if the thin bridge between her and me was cut off in an instant.

“Is my horse weeping? That’s rare…… You made me say it twice.”

As soon as I heard her words, a thread that had been precariously connected in my head snapped.

Yeah, that’s how it ends.

I was nothing to you.

Usually, I’m sure you’d have been more concerned about me than that strange creature in a glass bottle. As soon as he knew he couldn’t use magic, he abandoned me. It’s like being treated like a servant. That’s why i was angry

I’m just an idiot who thinks I’m smart.

You are just a confirmation that I am not mistaken about my position. So you won’t understand me

Because I’ve never been so precious to myself.

All sorts of negative thoughts ran through my head, but there was no one to clear them out. Silence continued for a while. I slowly got up. And asked

“What was it? That.”

“…… You do not have to know.”

“…… Is it so?”

After hearing her words, I turned my back as if I had no regrets. I heard a faint gasp from the witch, seemingly embarrassed. Just as she would never be angry with me, I would never turn my back on her before she did.

“Is there anything else I should know?”

I muttered in anger.

In the end, I was just this much of an existence.

A human who gives affection only when necessary, perhaps even less than a pet dog.

Perhaps even if she tried her whole life, she would never be able to achieve an equal relationship with her. At that moment, I hated her with all my heart.

“Not that… ….”

“If not, what is it? What do I need to know and what do I need to know? That I can’t use magic? That nothing would change if I rolled my bones out from under you?”

I said it sarcastically, but the witch showed no signs of caring about the rudeness. No, it’s because she didn’t see that expression because she was actually looking back. When she didn’t answer, I continued to pour out her various words at random.

“How funny have you been so far? A mere human who rolled in from another world believed that he was smart and that he was genuinely helpful to you. How funny was that? The face of a guy who sincerely believes he can catch up with you.”

“Jin… ….”

“You know everything about me. But I still don’t know anything about you Don’t you have the heart to tell me? You never told me what the hell this damn mansion is about, how old you were, where you were born, who you were and whether you were human, how you lived with whom, and what kind of life you lived.”

My rough breathing was removed and a chilly silence fell. When she didn’t answer, I didn’t turn around either.

“I am sorry that I had a vain dream for Mojiri, who cannot create a single spark by herself.”

“Jin!”

I heard her calling me from behind her back, but I barely ignored it. As soon as I left the room, I started running. A horse bone chased after me, but now I couldn’t even afford to shake it off.

Because I am not a wizard.

I exited the mansion through the front door, spraying all the unpleasant feelings out of my eyelids.

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The sky was still dark. I finally stopped. I know very well that the sun has never completely shone here. Actually, I don’t even know if it’s night or dawn.

One thing I know is that I will never get out of this forest. That’s why, in the end, it’s just that I have to go back to the mansion.

I gave up trying to shake off the skeletons that were chasing me, dragging across the floor. Right now, he was tucked into my side to conserve the strength to rampage again.

I suddenly stood in the middle of a forest full of trees, trying to find the place where I had fallen. It wasn’t for any particular reason. It was a goal that was nothing more than a simple complaint, to delay even a little the time to return to the mansion.

But I couldn’t remember. I guess so. That was a year ago. There was no way the blood that had flowed at that time would remain intact. How many times do you think it rained during that time? I roamed the forest at random, laughing heartily and sitting down with my back leaning against a tree stump.

And…… Suddenly, a question occurred to me.

Come to think of it, since when did I stop questioning this place?

A forest that no one can ever enter. In contrast, a mansion with obvious signs of someone living there. These two propositions are absolutely incompatible.

Before receiving the witch’s teaching, she wandered around the mansion at will under her watchful eye. The conclusion I came to at the time was that the place was originally a temple for those who served and taught others.

Besides, the contents of the flask that was broken today due to my carelessness. Right before being annihilated by the witch, what it emitted was clearly the voice of a human being.

It was the language spoken by humans in this world that she taught me.

As I was idly sweeping the grassy ground with my hand, I immediately remembered an old incident. Obido Forest. She clearly told me that when we first met her.

The fact that it had a name meant that this forest itself was highly unlikely to be a space created by witches’ magic. Because she never names her own creations in her own way.

Suddenly, without warning, all of a sudden, a lot of information that had been dormant in my head drew a conclusion.

I immediately got up and started running towards the mansion. It took less than 10 minutes to arrive at the mansion as long as he had promised to go back. I returned and headed across her lobby to my room whether the witches cared or not.

In my room, on the side of the bed, there was a separate bookshelf that collected damaged books that were scattered around the mansion, not magic books bestowed by witches. These are the things I’ve collected so that I can organize them and read them later when I master the language, but since I started studying magic, I haven’t bothered to take them out.

I took out only those I had classified as journals, scattered them all over the room, and gathered only the last chapters of the journals that had not been damaged and started arranging them as one.

At the end of every log, every log and research log, it was written like this.

『From now on, I intend to abandon my body and continue my true quest.』

『From now on, I intend to abandon my body and reach a new state.』

『From now on, I intend to abandon my body and seek the true truth.』

This too.

This too.

This too.

They are all written in different languages, but the conclusion is always the same.

Most of them were human, but if you look at the front of the journal, they were elves, dwarves, fairies, monsters, and descendants of dragons. That’s how they concluded about their last legacy.

‘I want to abandon my body and get closer to her level.’

I stopped thinking for a moment.

Innumerable rooms in the mansion.

Obviously traces of where people lived.

Text written in blood.

Traces of madness.

All kinds of bones lying around in the kitchen.

The hallway is full of human skulls.

And…… The witch’s order to never put them together.

I came to a belated conclusion after a year.

Why is there no one in this mansion?

The answer was simple.

“…… Jin? Are you there?”

At that moment, a familiar voice came from outside the door.

I held my breath. When I didn’t answer, she hesitated.

“Can I come in?”

A voice so sweet that if it weren’t for this situation, I would have wished for reconciliation with her first. However, I didn’t answer. Instead of me, a blue light rose on the horse’s head.

『A magician with a horse’s head, I hope you will become the nourishment of holy research.』

This mansion itself.

It was the tomb of the wizards.