Beat the Boss Mob

45 – Getting closer or farther

Despite Leon’s request to grow up quickly, Enlil didn’t close his eyes.

Instead, she kept talking nonstop.

As if she didn’t want to let this moment go to sleep.

“The saintess is quite zealous. Once she got the hang of it, she charged even more terribly.”

“That charge is not what I think it is, is it?”

“Maybe you are right? She wants to stop the mana cycle until she dies.”

No, please. Don’t do that why are you doing such crazy things

When Rion’s expression got messed up, Enlil continued her words.

“I think I really liked the performance at that time.. It also stimulated me.”

“You have to say something that makes sense. Using the crisis of death as a driving force for growth is also limited to once or twice.”

Until now, I admit that Rion herself cherished the warriors without realizing it.

He thought he pushed it to the limit, but he admits he never did.

But even so, crossing the line every day is a bit of a stretch.

Crossing the threshold of hell means that if you are unlucky, you can really die.

There is no such thing as a loss if it happens once in a while.

How many times can Rion say he has a good mindset and how can he get over it?

The problem is that if this is too much, you may not see the benefits when you really need it.

For example, while fighting with yourself, you suddenly burst! It was the moment when she came to her realization.

“Please dry yourself off. What is a person called a saint? It’s breathing every day, mana circulation, and it’s all clogged up, so if others see it, they’ll say it’s good.”

“I can’t help it because I strongly want it.”

“I beg you, please do it in moderation. If you see it in the church, it will bother me, not you.”

When I said it was a problem on this side, Enlil nodded and nodded.

“Stop sleeping now. Ruler. Stop talking loudly.”

My arm keeps throbbing. It seems like the wound has burst again.

I want to see the condition, but I can’t because Enlil’s eyes are so soft.

I ask for a favor, not a request, but the hero who cut his knee is immovable.

“Sleep is not necessarily a rest, right? Talking like this is also a break.”

I know. I know, this is true. I can’t tell you honestly.

Frustrated, Leon just stroked Enlil’s head a little.

I will correct it. She’s not stroking, she’s just squeezing.

“… Instructor.”

“Why?”

“Can’t you do that?”

Rion trembled at the words that were spat out after he skipped the food.

He is said to be the owner of the tower, but his body is something other than that of a human.

There is no choice but to be stabbed by conscience to see if there are still people left in the contents.

“… Don’t do anything.”

Wander around looking for the subject in a nonchalant tone as much as possible.

I’m afraid Enlil will stand up and say, ‘How long do you think you’ll be fooled?’

If that’s really the case, try to suppress it as much as possible without killing it—

“When I really finished my duty as a warrior, when I fulfilled my destiny. So when you return after destroying the tower, you say that you will return to your hometown.”

“….”

Rion tried to avoid Enlil’s gaze as he looked up at him.

Where can that be like words? No, it is impossible in the first place.

If Enlil really destroys the tower. If that condition is to kill the owner of the tower.

Couldn’t he, the person in charge, be in this world?

But there’s ‘Yeah. OK. Let’s not go back and stay here.’

My conscience kicks in again as I answer casually without changing my expression.

“I can’t help it if you miss your hometown… Still, it would be nice if you were here.”

“There is something good about being here. I’m not even a person here in the first place.”

“Since you are here, you can say that you are here. There’s nothing wrong with that.”

The more we talk, the more the pain of conscience gradually increases.

Although Enlil is just talking about the academy instructor Leon’s residence.

From Leon’s point of view, she had no choice but to mix and match her circumstances.

For some reason, my mind is confused. It’s for everyone, but I can’t shake off the awkwardness.

One day, this woman who has found out everything will brandish her sword, spitting out her curses and hatred.

Will she be able to accept her acting properly like now?

Will she be able to handle the anger spewed by a person whose sincerity has been insulted?

“… Ahhh! Why, why!”

“Just grow up. Ruler. Please.”

Don’t make others upset. Please sleep.

Your world has half a year left. If you can’t finish it within that time, you’re done.

Would Leon, who forcibly closed Enlil’s eyes, sing him a lullaby? She asked.

At the words to stop sighing, Enlil replied silently.

“Instructor, you can’t sing.”

“How else do you know that?”

“I heard you sing a song once before.”

I can’t remember what song I muttered casually.

But I did that once. Seeing the cadets, it was so frustrating.

I thought I was going to explode, so I tried to calm myself down.

“That’s because I just called it.”

“A lie.”

It was Enlil who smiled softly on her face, and Leon whose expression on her face was messed up on the contrary.

As time passed, Enlil’s chattering words gradually diminished.

A quiet and warm space. And the person I wanted to come with.

When the mind becomes comfortable, the body naturally has no choice but to relax.

There is also a habit of going to sleep when you have time.

To survive in the tower, it is essential to take a nap effectively.

I can’t help it that Enlil’s eyes close again.

‘Am I going to sleep now?’

Go to sleep. Look at the state of your arm without looking at you.

“… Instructor Leon.”

“Oh, why again?”

It’s such a baby, baby. Why don’t you listen to me like this

If this is enough, you have to give orders to go to sleep to listen….

“Are you hurt?”

“… Uh?”

There are too many surprises today.

Even though there is nothing good about controlling emotions and revealing one’s true intentions.

I can’t help it because I hit the stomach like this.

“What are you talking about all of a sudden?”

“After fighting like that in the tower, I got used to it. The smell of blood.”

At those words, Leon involuntarily glanced at his arm.

I wondered, but it looks like the wound is really open.

That’s enough for Enlil to notice, to the point where blood oozes out.

“….”

What should I say? Why should I just skip it?

While Leon’s head spun rapidly, Enlil patiently waited for an answer.

“… It’s because of you.”

After thinking about the answer, Leon came up with an answer.

“Is it because of me?”

“Now, I wanted to teach you something other than just mana practice. For example, swordsmanship. But while doing that, her hand got twisted and hurt. I don’t think it’s swordsmanship.”

“Why don’t you be careful.”

Sure. You have to be really careful in the future. I didn’t know you’d become strong this fast.

The owner of the tower and the hero spent time leaning on each other’s bodies for the second time like that.

*

Even at that time when Enlil and Seria were preparing for the next challenge.

Other warriors continued to enter the Tower, bearing their duty and destiny.

Of course it’s scary. I don’t want to go. Want to avoid want to live

But if you avoid it that way, what is at the end?

If I avoid it, can I really live confidently?

Even if the world forgives me, can I forgive myself?

Everyone who was equally scared, didn’t want to go, wanted to live, left everything behind and moved on?

‘Life will disappear like smoke. But those who are not meaningless deaths.’

That was Leon’s evaluation of the warriors heading to the tower.

If you look at it objectively, it’s weak. They say they are ready, but not from the owner of the tower.

Your skill in handling weapons isn’t bad. However, the most important mana management is a problem.

I’m still teaching mana practice, but the progress can be said to be very insignificant.

It’s completely different from the way they’ve been doing it so far, and the process is never easy.

Above all, it is a high-risk method that can lead to internal injuries if it fails.

On the other hand, the result is still not very different from what they originally use.

I don’t know if Rion directly shows it, but then the body’s strength can come out, so pass.

Rather than raising everyone to 90 anyway, I just need one or two to reach 100, so I pass again.

In the end, those warriors were the ones who would perish from the tower unless they were lucky.

‘If I had more time, would I have taken care of those guys?’

Suddenly, I had an idea. Unless your body is pressed for time like it is now.

I wonder if that candidate for the hero and those who will soon enter the tower were all taught like Enlil.

If you do that, it might burn like a flame instead of disappearing like smoke.

Although time will stretch far incomparably longer than now.

After thinking about that for a moment, Leon vigorously shook his head.

Anyway, since I’m in the tower, my hardened heart seems to be loosening before I know it.

Thinking about it doesn’t change anything. The reality is harsh anyway.

If the tower is not destroyed within half a year, everyone will be destroyed equally.

Those who want to return home will never become chaos in the world.

Those who try to save the world will become eternal failures and wander the Nine Heavens.

You shouldn’t think hard. You have to go forward simply with that mindset at first.

That’s how it ends. This deed of himself, and that deed of Enlil, and their deaths.

‘Damn it. Really. How can I not take damage from the hero?’

How did the first wound heal, but the next wound was still a problem.

Somehow the blood stopped, but the pain is still there. Rather, it seems to have gotten worse.

I have to hide this and face Enlil at the tower and at the academy.

I’m upset. Leon muttered and let out a sigh of her own.