The Regressor and the Blind Saint

Startle-.

Renee’s body trembled. I did not know how to react to the sudden voice. Renee quickly weaved the divinity, engraved it on the staff, and pounded the floor.

iron-.

With the sound, the waves spread and come back, and the space became information and settled in Renee’s head.

‘… no?’

A voice came from right in front of me, but the surroundings had not changed at all. There was no owner of the voice.

Meanwhile, the voice rang again.

“Hey, can you see this drink? There’s only one thing for you to do. Just making that much money so I can drink this ‘Vera’ every day.”

giggling voice. And Renee’s expression wrinkled at the meaning contained in that voice.

“… yes.”

A voice that was really young, but familiar for some reason continued to be heard.

Renee could immediately recognize who the owner of the voice was. A look of astonishment crept over his face.

‘… Vera.’

Then I realized what the situation was now.

It is because one day, right after coming to the island, the contents of a book that Vera had read to me in the library I went with Vera came to mind.

“Orgus.”

A walker through time. An ancient species that shows the illusion of another time zone to others.

While the strange conviction that it was the magic he practiced came to mind, the voice continued again.

“The answer is no malt, you bastard!”

Puff-!

“👌… !”

“yes? A little loud! With enthusiasm! That’s how you answer it!”

Renee’s complexion turned white at the sound of the voice. My body moved unknowingly and looked around in a scrambled look, but I couldn’t catch anything. The stench still hovering around the space, and the thick air touching the skin.

“Vera, Vera, Vera! You can do it by name. huh? I mean, you have to pay the price you raised so that I can only drink this!”

It was a rebellious voice. It was a voice filled with anger, joy, and a deep malice that I did not know what it was.

Renee realized what kind of moment this vision was showing.

It was young Vera. It was showing the origin of the name Vera.

The name Vera showed that it was in the midst of such evil that his love was shaped into a sentence.

“Yes Yes… !”

There was fear and despair in the young Vera’s voice. there was pain At that, Renee felt a pain in her stomach.

Tick-.

The ticking sound is heard. accelerate Cognition and thinking are distorted. When Renee, who had been staggered by him, regained his posture, another voice was heard.

“Leader… , Tommy is not coming.”

The voice of a young girl full of weeping. Then, a cold boy’s voice was heard.

“It must have died.”

Again, it was Vera’s voice. Renee felt choked and choked.

It was because there was nothing in Vera’s voice speaking of someone’s death, someone he was supposed to be quite close to.

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Only the dry and cold temperature was contained in that voice.

“People like you will die. If you want to live, run. Didn’t you always tell me?”

“Ugh… .”

A voice in the form of ridicule drove the girl to such a cold temperature.

“If you don’t want to be left behind, run too. If you’re struggling there, you’re the one who’s going to run out tomorrow.”

Behind her voice, the sound of ‘f*ck’ and the girl’s scream of ‘Kyaaaak!’ are followed. Perhaps there was an assault. Renee’s body trembled.

Tick-.

The world turns again perception is distorted.

“Ouch… !”

At first, the moan of the man who gave Vera his name is heard.

“Something like trash.”

Vera’s voice is heard. What’s in your voice… , it was bliss.

“I’m behind because I’m not that tough. You asshole asshole.”

Vera chuckled in a slightly muffled voice as he spoke, followed by a ‘popping’ sound. Renee’s body stiffened.

‘… I killed him.’

I could tell just by the sound. That was the sound of people breaking. Renee felt her breath stop.

Tick-.

The second hand moves.

“Bee, Vera… , cleared all the other compartments. So please, please, please… .”

puffy-.

break apart

Tick-.

Second hand flows

“boss. I caught pomegranate. This guy has an affair with another cartel… .”

puffy-.

it breaks up again

“… Yes, that’s cool.”

Tick-.

The second hand flows again.

“Kroden stole the drug. Boss, Chubber… .”

puffy-.

“… Bee, yes, I did.”

Tick-.

“Boss, boss? How the f*ck have I been loyal… !”

puffy-.

“So, why are you so greedy? A sick bastard.”

Tick-.

The second hand flowed, the human was broken, and the second hand flowed again.

Renee had already fallen on the muddy puddle with a blank face.

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One day Vera’s own sins were being revealed. The past of the paladin, who had always said that he followed the light, had finally been revealed.

Tick-.

The second hand tilted.

“Marquis, I must have offered to make a deal, right?”

“Be, Vera. Listen for a moment. yes?”

puffy-.

Again, this time as well, someone terrified broke.

Renee wanted to cover her ears. I didn’t want to hear anything anymore. It was scary. It was terrifying to see Vera so cold, the emptiness in his voice and listening to those moments without doing anything.

While he was holding his body in a trembling movement and closing his eyes tightly like that.

puffy-.

“Sick.”

Renee felt uncomfortable. Renee’s head was raised.

‘… voice is.’

At some point, Vera’s voice came from a man’s.

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Obviously, Vera must have returned to Sungkuk at the age of 14, but the voice he hears now is the same Vera’s voice he usually hears.

what is this Isn’t what you’re seeing now the past? But why is the voice I hear now playing the voice of an adult Vera?

While I was getting goosebumps at the thought of that, something a little more bizarre happened this time.

Tick-.

Behind the sound of the second hand.

“—–.”

‘Beep-.’, a strange sound echoed in my ears. It was a strange sound that could not be understood at all, even though it was known that it was a human voice.

After that, a familiar voice was heard.

“–Sir, this is Vera’s district. Avoid this place… .”

… It was Rohan’s voice.

“—–.”

“Yes? Oops, please! –sir! Because I’m going to die by the real Sungha?”

I could hear Rohan’s voice speaking as if begging someone.

As much as its name, it was still indistinguishable due to the noise.

Renee’s expression hardened.

what’s going on what kind of harmony is this

There would be no one other than His Holiness Rohan would treat him with such respect, but it wasn’t His Holiness who was talking to him now. So Renee couldn’t understand.

“Oh really! I don’t know! I really don’t know! I warned you!”

Behind that cry, Renee felt a ‘beep-‘ noise taking the form of laughter.

Tick-.

Again, the second hand moved.

“Cool… !”

This time I heard a coughing sound. At that, Renee felt that all the accidents that had been done up until recently were scattered.

‘Vera!’

It was the sound of Vera’s cough that was heard. It was because it was a sound that was deeply intertwined with pain and the energy of death descended.

“–… .”

A voice that has been silenced, but that Vera is immediately recognizable.

Renee wrinkled her expression at it, and remembered the astonishment at the words that followed.

“——.”

This muted voice was due to realizing that Vera was talking to the person he was talking to the last time he was talking to Rohan.

While a confused feeling came to mind, the second hand moved again.

Tick-.

“–You are very faithful to me.”

“—–?”

Vera let out a smirk. What was so bizarre? He was saying that with a sarcastic tone.

The voice was cold.

Tick-.

“Stop doing useless things. There’s no hope — you know that too, don’t you?”

“—–.”

There was anger.

The temperature of his voice was a little cold.

Tick-.

“In the city gates, they call such people assholes.”

“—–.”

there was sarcasm There was fear in it.

The temperature of his voice was lukewarm.

Tick-.

“… Don’t you regret it?”

Vera was such a question.

Renee’s body stiffened at him.

There was something in the voice that was being heard. It was an overt form of sadness that Vera had never revealed to him. It was fear.

“… Psychopath.”

it was regret

Tick-. Tick-.

The second hand flows faster. The whole perception is distorted and it repeats finding its place. You stop breathing and breathe again. The sensations of the whole body are sharpened.

At the end, Vera’s voice rang once more.

“… It’s ugly.”

This time, the ‘jigging’ noise cut off all the middle parts, to the point that the words could not be recognized properly.

However, even in the midst of this, the emotions in the voices that were heard were being engraved in Renee’s heart like a fire.

“What did I say, I was going to die.”

It was a dangerous voice, as if it was about to stop breathing at any moment.

His voice was hotter than ever. It was a temperature that felt like anger that would burn the whole world, but also felt the scream of a monster that burned my body.

“… Lived for me, lived that way by the way.”

Plus, it was a pity.

Renee could understand.

Now the emotion in Vera’s voice was regret. It was sadness, it was despair, it was grief. Those words that sounded like they were going to break at any moment were like screams.

That was the voice of the one speaking of loss.

Tears flowed from Renee’s eyes. The liquid flowing down his cheeks was transparent and clear in color, unlike the sludge of this gutter.

It was an incomprehensible cause and an incomprehensible situation.

Why is the voice I’m hearing now the voice of a saint, and why is Vera acting like he’s dying? Also, who is Vera talking to now, and who is also talking to Rohan?

I didn’t understand all of that, but I had one feeling in the middle. Sorrow continued to grow and slice through Renee’s stomach.

Vera, who always spoke of regret and spoke of light. Because Vera’s life was looming.

It was impossible to say that I knew everything because there were only a few very fragmented situations, but that made it even more sad.

It must have been a life that didn’t end like this.

Vera’s own past, when he trembled so much, must have been so miserable that he didn’t know whether it was the past or the future.

Renee was saddened by it.

Then I realized The tragedy that came to his life was just one of many such tragedies.

that he is not the only one with tragedy.

That everyone in the world has their own tragedy, and that it happens with pain and regret in that tragedy.

… Vera knew that was how it happened.

The distorted perception finds its place. The stopped world moves.

“Wait… .”

Rohan’s voice is getting shorter and shorter.

Cheek-!

The sound of muddy water falling down is heard.

Inside, Renee heard a strange voice that seemed to be transmitted directly into her head.

[three.]

After that voice, the world moved again.

“Lady!”