The Hero From Yagem Is Discriminated Against

8. Lost

** 8. Lost

Wins would have been quite taken aback by the current situation had it not been for the chairman who had appeared out of thin air before entering the mental world and briefly informed him of the situation.

Elfs and dwarves, who weren’t even students at Academy, were talking about Alem’s name.

That’s what I mean.

‘The nightmare of the original world where Alem lived?’

However, even after reasoning like that, Winds, who looked around, was still worried.

There are buildings in the academy, but it feels strangely old, and the land is deserted again. Originally, it should have been laid with block tiles. It felt like a sloppy dream that was mixed up like this and that.

I don’t know where I went wrong. It’s to the point where you don’t even know who and whose dreams are mixed. In this case, you need to quickly take the information you can get and make a decision.

Having made up her mind, Wins opened her mouth.

“What is their relationship with Alem?”

A tall girl with impressive red hair answered that question.

“Well, starting with me, sharpening his sword every day… “

“I told you not to do that, you lewd Dwarf.”

“What is lascivious, you goblin? Actually, he is always milking himself.”

“What… ?! This is a traditional elven costume, right? You don’t want to do anything? And you know that you say that out of envy?”

“Hmph, like a traditionally lustful race. Why don’t you just stick one leaf on each side? If you openly look like a pervert, I won’t even say anything.”

“What…..! You dwarf!”

The two of them suddenly started fighting, starting with the blushing elf knocking beans down the top of the dwarf. Because they seemed to be on good terms with each other, they started to get confused whether this was a serious battle.

Winds fell silent as if troubled.

“Come on, stop fighting.”

She tried to mediate between the two just to stop the fight in front of her eyes, but suddenly the elf even dragged Winds in.

“By the way, human, how do you know Alem? No way… “

“Hmm, come to think of it… “

The elf and dwarf stopped their trivial chatter and looked at Wins at the same time. Winds shook her shoulders at her chills.

“What, what is it? Why are you looking at me like that?”

“Ummm… no. It must be strange that you don’t know the name of the highest level horse amulet, especially if you are skilled enough to come all the way to the demon continent.”

Winds tilted his head at the elf’s words.

“A top-notch horse amulet?”

“Huh? Don’t you know the map? Aren’t you a mercenary?”

There is no Ali. Winds intuitively sensed that this conversation was related to Alem’s original world. At the same time she was troubled.

‘Can I watch his trauma?’

Everyone has a part they want to hide. It was clear that it was not an ordinary thing, even to the extent that it remained as a trauma and materialized into the world of images.

I don’t think I have that kind of memory.

Winds thought blankly. If everyone’s nightmare is embodied, does Wins’s nightmare also exist somewhere?

‘Then, once again… ‘

“Hey!”

“Hyat!”

Winds was startled by the elf’s call and woke up from her thoughts. The elf continued sullenly.

“Why are you selling your mind? Anyway, let’s go with us. It’s dangerous to be here alone, so I’ll take you to the base camp where we’re staying for a while. You can go on your own from there.”

It’s a bit ticklish, but I could feel the warmth inside. Winds nodded awkwardly and accepted the favor. She was told by the chairman that it was important to go with the flow in order to close one world of images anyway.

“Then follow me, I will guide you.”

The elf moved smoothly.

The dwarves beckoned after them, and Winds followed them.

The background changed quickly. Still, the traces of the buildings that were there to some extent began to be cut off, and a land that could be called a complete wasteland appeared.

They said it looked like they were calling it the Demon Continent.

‘Is this where you came from, Alem… “

Winds’ state of mind became more and more complicated.

The bizarrely damaged soil made it seem like a miracle that even a single blade of grass could grow.

It was not difficult to imagine what the scarcely visible bloodstains were, and if this was not the world of imagination, it would be swarming with monsters as the elves and dwarves cautioned.

He must have been a great mercenary to have even earned the title of the highest rank on such a battlefield. Hey, considering what Alem has shown her so far, maybe that’s natural.

Winds looked at the elves and dwarves who were still joking around.

What is their relationship with Alem?

Both of them were quite strong, if not as strong as Alem, and were beautiful enough as women before discussing the level of force in the first place.

An elf with a bow was as perfect as a racial value, with features and a body that would make humans daunt.

If you listen to the stories so far, you can definitely tell that both of them have feelings for Alem.

No traces of brainwashing or hypnosis could be found there.

There are new stories about him every minute, so how can you manipulate such tearful memories with mind control. The rubbish of Eros that Winds had seen and experienced was merely corrupting her opponent’s intellectual level to a low level.

From the moment that thought came to me, my heart felt stuffy.

It was difficult to breathe, as if a stone had rested heavily on her chest. Gradually, the floor I walked on became dizzy to the point of spinning around.

‘……What the hell did I do wrong?’

I did things I couldn’t do as a human being.

I ended up doing things that shouldn’t have happened just because I was from the same background, and because I was the first Eros to enter after the criminals escaped. He was already aware of it, but seeing the people who loved Alem so much right in front of his eyes, his guilt grew rapidly like a snowball.

“Hey… “

In the end, Wins let out a voice as if squeezing it.

“Do you two know what kind of person Alem is?”

From the moment she appeared in Alem’s nightmare, she was already in a situation where she had no choice but to ask the two people who must have had a tragic breakup with him.

‘I still have to listen.’

Someone will curse you for being foolish.

However, that moment still lingered dimly in Wins’ retinas. Alem was barely standing in the Phobos Circle room with a burnt body. Because of her pain that exceeded her threshold, even in a daze, as soon as she saw Winds, she cried out that she had done something wrong again.

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In the midst of an unstable mental state along with Shimma, who has been raising her so far, the despair of the one who was driven to the edge of her cliff for a moment because even her social status was shaken by Winds.

She even held the position of vigilante leader and promised to make sure that no one was hurt in the future, and those words couldn’t hurt that much at that time.

So I have to atone.

Even if Alem didn’t accept her wholeheartedly, Winds wasn’t about to give up.

“Huh?”

The elf and dwarf stopped walking, exchanged glances, and then smiled.

“Come on, you must have a lot to tell me, little human friend.”

“Looks like you finally decided to join us.”

They soon went to Winds’ side and began to praise Alem for what a great warrior, good mercenary, and best friend she could trust.

“And then Alem—”

“Is that all? Even-“

As Alem’s footsteps piled up one by one, Wins’ shoulders grew heavier.

How much more valuable is the good karma that comes out of her mouth. Winds knew that all too well.

“The emperor is shocked! Huh? The demons are trembling! Again-“

“Maybe the first person to slice and slay a dragon—”

If those achievements had come from Alem himself, Winds would have snorted. So yes, I say.

But it wasn’t.

These two seemed to choose her words one by one, struggling with how to make Wins revere Alem even more, even if it was a little less exaggerated.

Alem could not have been possible without those who sincerely respected and followed her man. Because humans are selfish

If someone can praise someone so droolably, that person must be an unimaginably great good man. It was something Winds had never experienced. Perhaps, of all the people she has met throughout her life, no one has fascinated others as much as Alem.

The elves and dwarves who were talking about him seemed happy with that alone. She seemed to take unimaginably great joy and pride in being with him.

‘I was wrong.’

When it comes to Alem, Winds has always been wrong. I have truly realized that now.

“Come on, isn’t it the end?”

The elf, who was excited as a storyteller, reluctantly shrugged with Winds. Wins smiled bitterly and suited that closeness.

The story became much longer as they became more friendly.

And when their talk finally came to an end.

“…..”

They were talking friendly with Winds on his shoulder, but they all disappeared. It seemed to have evaporated between the borders of dreams.

Instead, at the end of finally reaching the center of the Demon Continent, there was only a certain sword stuck in it.