I Give Up on Conquering the Heroines

Episode 53. Elvengard (6)

That can’t be possible.

How can a person not have a single talent?

If you’re bad at everything else, you don’t have to be good at magic.

With that thought in mind, I continued to practice.

I kept hitting the wall.

“Hmm? Why can’t this happen? It’s supposed to be normal?”

“Give me a tip.”

“There are no tips. All you have to do is picture each attribute in your head and release the magic power. The first level magic is that easy.”

“······.”

Is she saying that because Alicia is a genius who doesn’t understand criminals?

No. Alicia is right.

According to the setting, the 1st tier magic is truly a sh*tty magic that can be used by both dogs and cows.

“This is the first time I’ve seen a case like this. Usually people have a hard time because they get blocked a lot in magic control, but no one gets blocked in level 1 magic. If you know how to control magic power, you should pass level 1 in one go… How can you control your magic power so perfectly and still not be able to use magic?”

Every single word Alicia says becomes like a dagger and pierces my heart.

Only then did I realize it.

The old man who first taught me magic was not a quack.

‘You’re bad at magic. If you don’t want to be embarrassed in front of others, like a petty thief, only learn magic that is invisible.’

Her grandfather, there was nothing wrong with what she said.

I was not capable of using high-level magic from the beginning.

He is good at using magic that is not classified as an attribute and is only for petty thieves…

“Wow······. Already up to the 2nd level? Boy, isn’t he learning magic too quickly?”

Meanwhile, Mijeong’s progress is progressing rapidly.

He’s already spouting fire from his hands and swinging an electric whip, so it’s not a big fuss.

I decide to consider it fortunate.

Out of the two, there was at least one person who had talent for magic.

From now on, Mijung will be in charge of magic.

“Don’t be too discouraged. Not all magic is connected to attribute magic. For example! Recovery magic is not categorized by any attribute and exists alone? Is there any magic like that? “You might have a talent for it!”

“What level is that?”

“7Th rank…”

“What are the chances of me mastering the 7th level in one go?”

“Unless you are a saint, you should consider it close to 0…”

Alicia, who had raised her tone for no reason to comfort me, gradually became more talkative.

She was immediately blocked from level 1 magic.

There is no way you can learn the 7th level magic all at once.

When I think about it that way, the quality begins to seem amazing again.

In the case of attribute magic, it starts from the first level and gradually moves up the tech tree.

Things like recovery magic and blessing magic have to be learned from scratch without a prerequisite tree.

‘I thought she was a crybaby who only knew how to whine.’

There was just a screw missing somewhere.

He was a genius of great quality.

As she thought that, her helplessness spread throughout her body.

“Mijung is teaching me some magic. I’ll take a rest.”

“Yes…”

I need some time alone.

He roughly strokes the head of Mijeong, who is concentrating on magic, and leaves the training center.

When I came out, the weather was unnecessarily nice.

The sunlight shining through the leaves of the giant world tree is warm.

Birds are chirping.

The scent of flowers is fragrant.

The weather is so good that you just want to give up everything and go out and enjoy it.

“Haa…”

Find a sunny spot and sit down.

I know very well that every minute is urgent.

I also know that swinging a sword at least once during this time would be much more helpful.

Just a little bit.

I just wanted to rest just a little bit.

I’m tired.

I wondered if I was this talentless…

‘I should have looked into it from the moment I was given a magical ability like regression.’

Well.

If I had talent, I wouldn’t have even made it to the 13th episode.

But when I let go of my expectations, I feel much better.

The problem is that this is the last episode.

Even if I discover the limits of my talent, there is no way to make up for that weakness through regression.

A deep sigh escapes me.

“Brother.”

“Huh…?”

At that moment.

I turn my head to hear an unfamiliar voice calling me from next to me.

An elf kid is standing blankly looking at me.

“I saw him putting out the fire.”

“Really? Congratulations. Go tell the high elves. They’ll probably tell you to be quiet and give you some candy.”

“Did you come to fight too?”

“What?”

“My dad was also a very strong wizard, but he left for the World Tree to go fight and never came back. Are you going to help my dad too?”

I just said something.

Apparently, he was a blood relative of someone who entered the dungeon and was sacrificed.

“When did you come in?”

“Ten nights ago.”

Is it 10 days ago?

Then you can say that he is 100% dead.

Because self-sufficiency is impossible inside the dungeon.

Even if you are a great wizard, you cannot survive in a dungeon for ten days.

If you even fall asleep for a moment, monsters will rush in and bite your flesh.

This guy’s father must have turned white by now and is wandering around a dungeon somewhere.

“Yes, you are right. My brother came to help your father.”

“Really? Where is my dad now? Are you hurt? I heard you killed a lot of monsters? Adults don’t answer even when you ask these questions.”

“Uh…”

This makes it a little difficult to answer.

This is a question that is difficult to give a definitive answer to.

Should I tell him the cold reality that he is probably dead?

Or should we make them have vague hope that they will still be alive?

It is difficult to say that either answer is correct.

I cannot guarantee the survival of an elf whose face I have never seen.

“Is your father strong?”

“Yes, he’s very strong! He runs a school and has many students, and there are many wizards who respect him!”

“Do you believe in your father?”

“Yes. I believe it. I’m sure he’s still fighting braver than anyone else.”

“Then you must be alive and well. Because you have a child who trusts you like this.”

You can only have as much hope as you believe in.

Anything more than that is luxury, anything below that is irredeemable.

I don’t want to teach this child to get used to feeling hopeless and helpless.

‘People were dying in real time, so what was the point of worrying?’

Thanks to you, my thoughts have been organized.

I have no talent?

There is no time to whine and say things like that.

People who are truly untalented are still dying out all over the world.

You may not know.

If I sit still for a moment, people who will be helpful to me in the future may die.

To put it a little more extreme, I cannot ignore the possibility that my future colleague, who will later take on the final boss, dies inexplicably because I was too lazy.

“Your father, I’ll come get you right away. Can you take care of this until then?”

“Ugh…”

Zech.

I unfold the hat I took out from my chest and put it on the boy’s head.

A one-of-a-kind item in this world.

This is a baseball cap that I custom made myself.

Since this is placed on the head of a blond elf boy, the feeling of strangeness is no joke.

“I keep it well. How old are you?”

“I’m 51 years old.”

“Ah.”

Suddenly, immersion is lost.

Now that I think about it, the elf reached adulthood at 100 years old.

He is definitely a child by elf standards.

When I think that he was on form against someone 30 years older than me, I suddenly feel a sense of self-destruction.

“How old is your brother?”

“That’s right… More than you.”

“100 Years old? 120 Years old?”

“No, that’s…”

“Cheon Michael Jackson.”

Then I hear a cheerful voice calling me.

I think I know this even without looking back.

This sweet voice belongs to the priestess, Mia.

As she and the elf boy turn around, an elf who appears to be the boy’s mother runs up to her, holds her child’s hand, and leaves.

“When you come back, I’ll definitely give you your hat back!”

“It looks like you’ve already become friends with the kid here.”

“We were just chatting a bit. So what’s going on? Have you made a decision on the request?”

“Please give me a little more time. The meeting is still in full swing.”

Mia approaches, lifting the veil that covered her face.

It was my first time seeing it.

The face of Mia, the goddess of the World Tree.

Light green hair.

And the face looks much younger than I expected.

However, I feel like I can see a strong will from her resolute expression, and I have no intention of belittling her.

Mijung is a child who seems to have no emotions.

Mia feels like she is suppressing all of her emotions.

“The world tree’s prophecy is ready.”

“Ah.”

Come to think of it, separate from her request, she received a one-time prophecy pass as a reward for catching Ifrit.

You can think of her as tasting it before receiving her lifetime free pass.

I follow Mia, who turns around with a meaningful expression, and head toward the World Tree.

Soon, a small tunnel appears below the base of the World Tree.

Mia went inside without hesitation.

Acolytes and guards all wait outside the tunnel.

“What are you doing? You’re not coming in.”

“I’m going.”

It is a tunnel that is so humid and dark that one is reluctant to enter.

When your eyes slowly get used to the darkness.

On the other side, you can see a huge cavity with a bright light blinking.

‘It’s been a long time. The eyes of the World Tree.’

This is a space called ‘the eyes of the World Tree’.

Literally, the World Tree is a place where you can see, hear, and speak.

Here, the World Tree talks to the priestess and gives her a prophecy.

The air here is special.

Unlike the outside, which was full of mana and slightly stuffy, there was almost no mana, so it felt refreshing.

It is a space that feels comfortable even though it is quite humid.

“I will tell you the prophecy soon, so please wait comfortably.”

“······.”

Mia strides across the ground filled with the roots of the World Tree and places her hand on the wall in her center.

Then Mia closes her eyes and begins to concentrate.

It seems that it takes time to fully read the prophecy.

In the meantime, I sat roughly on the ground…

‘It’s really f*cking pretty.’

I can’t take my eyes off Mia’s face.

It is said that elves are basically a race of beautiful women, but this one seems to be particularly pretty among them.

I haven’t seen that face once in the past 12 episodes.

I lost 12 years of my life.

“Why are you staring at me so intently?”

“Oh. Did I get caught?”

“Currently, the World Tree’s senses are connected to me. Even when my eyes are closed, I can see what you are doing through the World Tree’s eyes.”

“I’m sorry. If I disturb you, would you turn your back?”

“No… I don’t have anything to apologize for. It’s not that I’m intruding. I’m just asking out of curiosity why you were looking at me like that.”

Mia shakes her head with a puzzled expression.

I thought you were upset because you sounded quite nervous.

That’s just his usual attitude.

Then, I tried to avoid face-to-face contact throughout the last 12 sessions.

What is it that only communicates through the veil?

No, in fact, even if it was a conversation, he did not respond to Saddam at all, except when conveying the prophecy.

Then Mia came to chat first this time.

Did she suddenly have a change of heart in this episode?

“It’s just that I feel like I’m seeing the priestess’s face for the first time.”

“I’m sorry for all this time. I know it’s rude to cover your face, but because of a certain prophecy… I thought you weren’t the person the prophecy spoke of, so I just lifted the veil.”

“I’m glad. I thought I was being hated by the priestess.”

“Well, that can’t be possible! I’m really sorry for causing you to misunderstand.”

“Excuse me, would you like to buy me a meal later?”

“Yes?”

“I’ve already thoroughly enjoyed the dinner with the elders. Now let’s leave the old guys out. I’d like to have a conversation with the priestess.”

“······.”

I am so sad that I am dying.

For the past 12 episodes, I thought he was an extremely cold and cold extra.

It was in the last episode that I started talking to Mia like that.

I want to know about a person named Mia.

Not the characters who explain the game settings and story in detail.

You can only find out about Mia, an individual living and breathing in this world, by meeting her in person and talking to her.

She thought she had seen all the hidden elements of the game.

When an achievement she didn’t know about suddenly pops up, she wants to wake up and wake up.

Any gamer will understand my feelings.

“Puhup. You’re an old man… This is the first time I’ve heard a human say that. Everyone can’t tell the difference between an old elf and a young elf.”

“It looks like she doesn’t have a sharp eye. The liveliness on her face is different.”

“That’s right…”

“So are you going to buy me food or not?”

“Um…”

The moment Mia smiled faintly and made a nasal sound as if she was thinking.

“Ah. A prophecy has come down.”

The World Tree cuts off its flow.

She hasn’t heard an answer yet.

What an inconsiderate child.

Still, she wants to wait and see what the prophecy is.

Mia’s expression gradually hardens.

“What’s wrong?”

“There’s something strange about the prophecy. It’s not the World Tree’s usual tone…”

“Just recite it as it is.”

“Okay. Big, big.”

Mia cleared her throat and parted her lips again.

However, at the first word she spoke, I froze.

“You are the human race that Belphegor…? Was talking about.”

“······!”

“What on earth does this mean? Belphegor, this sounds like a person’s name.”

You notice it right away.

The fact that this is not a prophecy of the World Tree.

That tone of voice belongs to Kali.

“Damn…”

The moment I looked back in surprise.

The tree roots embroidering the wall are wriggling.

This is the eyes, ears, and mouth of the World Tree.

If this place falls into Kali’s hands, it could be used as her eyes, ears, and mouth.

My existence was discovered by Kali.

-Die. Poor child-

“Mia!”

“Huh…?”

Roaring!

With a loud noise, the earthen wall collapsed, blocking the entrance.

The fireflies fall off all at once, leaving it dark.