I Gave Up Their NTR Liberation Quest

26 – An article still unhelpful

The first feeling I had for him was an inferiority complex.

He was chosen as a hero, he was still a much younger child, and he thought that he would be able to have the image of a hero’s teacher when he heard that he was a new chick who had only been a hero for a week.

However… From the start, the hero was able to trample on anything like me as if it were nothing.

Swordsmanship, martial arts, speech, personality, and even family could not defeat him as a warrior.

As the daughter of a marquess family, I took pride in being part of the Imperial Knights Division… It was natural to be jealous of him.

“Zenobia.”

But he was different from me.

It was virtuous. It was pure. It was clean. And more than anyone… It was like a warrior.

Even if he secretly goesssips with low greed like himself, he talks as if he had to do what he should have done as a matter of course in order to discredit him, and goes out with him… I secretly had a tryst with another man.

Know. It’s not like this doesn’t fill my low self-esteem.

Unlike himself, he will always remain a noble warrior… … .

“Genovia… ?”

so he killed

He seduced the saint, tricked the wizard, and corrupted the maid.

It was really easy to make them into trash like himself, as he had done it several times. No, rather, wizards were of the same kind. It wouldn’t be an exaggeration to say that my pride and self-esteem went downhill and disappeared altogether because I was with him.

It turned out so, so simply.

The hero who captured the demon lord approached with a smile to greet us who trusted us.

Fu-wook-!!

It was as simple as putting a knife through his heart.

so he died

The warrior who defeated the demon king spread rumors that he was killed by the demon king due to the curse of Dongguijin, and he enjoyed his status as a warrior party.

Yes, it was meant to be.

“You trash bitch!!”

“To kill the hero!!!!”

“Since that was at the hero’s party… The hero must have suffered greatly.”

But fate wasn’t on my side.

At first it was doubt. The sword mark on the hero’s chest was different from the word ‘killed by a curse’ he spread, so the nobleman who was saved by the hero secretly proceeded with the work.

He investigated the sword marks left on the hero’s corpse, checked his magic power, and summoned the archmage to use his blood to evoke memories of the past.

He posted it to the Empire, and the Empire said that he and a brave noble found the false end of the hero, and treated them, who were a party of warriors, as ‘public’… Began a large-scale scavenger hunt.

Of course, he was excommunicated from the Knights, and his family was also destroyed.

For the crime of being a family that made public achievements, my father died miserably after being stoned by citizens on the street.

Her mother and younger sister were restrained naked on the street and suffered shame as women. They were used as toys for homeless people and citizens on the street, and then their arms and legs were cut off and sold to Chang-gwan.

The older brother and younger brother were able to extend their lives as slaves by revealing the secrets of the marquis’ family… He couldn’t even adapt to life and died after three years.

The last remaining me… . survived as a beggar

The long, beautiful blonde hair became manly short black and brown hair.

His abs and thighs, which had been trained as a knight, were not able to eat properly, so only the bones remained.

There is no way I can take care of my pride and self-esteem.

A miserable life, kneeling on the street, bowing one’s head, barely extending one’s life with a fairy tale someone throws at it.

In such a life, the only thing I could take care of in my heart was regret.

I wouldn’t have done this if I hadn’t killed the hero out of petty jealousy.

No, in the first place, the hero was a noble person who was chosen by the goddess, not by anyone else, but to be jealous is the same as pointing a finger at the goddess’ choice.

“… haha… .”

While living as a beggar for a whopping year, there was plenty of time to look back on myself objectively.

How much of a fool’s life have you lived?

What is your pride… What is so important about wealth and fame?

Grinding my teeth and wiping away tears, all that remained was misery.

I had to lose my pure body, my noble spirit, my family halo, my honor as a warrior party, and even my family whom I loved more than anyone else before I could come to my senses.

No, I’m not saying I’ve come to my senses, I’m saying I’ve become a human.

“sorry… Sorry… !!”

I couldn’t die.

I was too cowardly to burn my last life.

So, in the end, I survived like a tenacity.

He barely survived on the streets and earned money by doing manual labor.

That wasn’t enough, so he went to Changgwan and sold his body to earn money.

I have been doing manual labor in the morning and selling my body in the window at night for nearly 10 years.

In her 30s, she couldn’t even find any charm in herself. In exchange for manual labor, she has a body that is not bad for a person in her 30s, but that is not as a woman, but as a creature.

There were only a few people who could embrace a woman with a rugged muscular body, so she was naturally kicked out of the window.

Fortunately, if I bought a modest house with the money I had saved up and did manual labor for a few more years, I would be able to make ends meet.

Miserable, but liveable.

You can no longer do the act of putting others down to fill your pride.

Who is looking down on who when he himself is at the bottom of the bottom?

At the age of 41, I gave up even manual labor and retired quietly to a small house.

Meals were served with simple soup. Days continued, occasionally buying fruit or leftover meat from trimming, holding occasional small parties, and drenching the stomach with alcohol.

10, 20 years passed like that… Gradually, the limit of lifespan came.

Since he was a body that dealt with magic, he could have lived comfortably for 100 years, but when his family died, he had no choice because the blood that was already in his body was stamped and the magic circuit was destroyed in the first place.

Until the end I… I think I lived a life like an asshole.

“… May it be of help to the warrior.”

That was the last wish.

To help the hero he killed in the next life… Don’t fall into ugly jealousy and die a miserable death like yourself.

Let me try to be a little greedy.

please please… Do not envy him in your next life, just help him and wash away your sins in your previous life.

*****

this must be a dream

It shouldn’t be like this.

That I betrayed him again?

Absolutely not. It was only after he had already lost his pride and everything that he realized that helping him was the only way to prove himself, but he had already died.

Having become a knight of the imperial family, he is dying at my hand in this life as well.

“Hey, Zenobia. That’s awesome too.”

“yes… ?”

Her look was familiar. Since he was the leader of the Imperial Knights Division and a person he admired, he remained vaguely in his memory for nearly 40 years.

“To fight against the faithful envoy of the Empire like this and win… Do you think it wouldn’t matter if I passed on the position of leader of this division?”

What do you mean?

He, a warrior, ‘fighted’ with me and I won?

If it were me in the past, I would have been elated saying that my skills were this good, but objectively, my skills were low.

It’s a skill that barely touches the toes of the warrior… Did I beat him?

Maybe my body is different… When I checked it, it was clear that I had more magic power than the body I knew before, and my muscles were also developed. However, the warrior never wins.

You can be sure.

Then there is only one conclusion that can be drawn.

“He died… ?”

why?

because he believed in me

why me

because he loved me

You mean you die?

I loved you enough to die.

In fact, there were no common scratches on my body.

“Ahh… .”

He wasn’t killed by me. he was killed by me

mind breaks down

to help… . I swore so… !!

“… .”

“Xenovia?”

There was no longer any hesitation about death.

There were things I had already experienced, but I was disillusioned with myself for not being able to keep my vows.

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Just die Die and be killed by him.

Zenobia Affiliano.

*****

“why!!!!!!!!”

Can’t even forgive death?

After seeing his death in my third life, I went out of my mind and cut my throat without hesitation.

Please kill me this time, or at least his help… No, I want you to become someone who can carry his burden.

At the third death, pain was non-existent.

There are only bitter memories and bitter regrets in my head.

*****

“Ahh… . Aagh!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!”

It didn’t work this time either.

Zenobia Affiliano. Just look around.

It will help for him and for the world.