The Old Man Is So Good at Acting Like a Loser

＜ Epilogue. One afternoon, what happened on an uninhabited island ＞

“All good, all good.”

The scorching sun at noon poured over the vast white sandy beach. Occasionally, the grains of sand, like salt, glistened in the sunlight. Looking at the antique sea, three humans and one monster were meaninglessly killing time.

“It’s good that we escaped safely from the dungeon, and it’s also good that we didn’t get scattered. Needless to say my father came back alive. By the way······.”

Trisha stopped talking and looked at Marco, who was suffocating from a distance. He had been trying since morning to catch fish to appease the hunger of the party.

Marco was a fairly skilful barehanded fisherman, but that wasn’t much of a consolation. Because they were facing a serious problem that couldn’t be solved by that alone.

“Why did you come to such an uninhabited island!?”

I couldn’t even hear the cries of seagulls. After catching and eating for several days, the seeds were dry. Mimic, who was panting like a dog and holding out his tongue for a long time, also opened his mouth.

“···Mi, Mimic is of the same opinion······ Now we go out here··· I want to eat gold coins, not fish······.

A rare Mimic who agrees with Trisha’s opinion. Emilia, not knowing how to react, secretly looked at Andrea, and Andrea let out a devastated laugh before letting out a deep sigh.

He was quite competent, but on the other hand, he was a developer with a really nerdy side. David, who said that Andrea would send him to the place where he first found the entrance to the dungeon, kept that promise very faithfully.

They didn’t even prepare a way to escape and just dropped their bodies on an uninhabited island.

Thanks to that, Andrea and the others were suddenly on the verge of an extreme survival period.

It was a barren island where not a single tree or a single blade of grass grew, so even a roof could not be provided. There were times when I had to cover myself with sand as a blanket because of the severe temperature difference between day and night. Even though I was sweating profusely, I had no clothes to change into, so I had to wear them.

But what bothered them more than anything else was the intense hunger they hadn’t felt for a while.

Although they weren’t aware of it when they were in the dungeon, Andrea’s party, who had superhuman strength, increased their basal metabolic rate to an unbelievable level. Because of this, it is now possible to eat three or four meals at a time and not get upset.

As already mentioned, the seagulls were pierced by Trisha’s arrows, and the seed dried. The fish could not keep up with the demand and their numbers were rapidly declining.

If things went on like this, it would only be a matter of time before we all starved to death together.

“after······.”

It’s obvious, but it’s not that I haven’t thought of a way to escape. Andrea discussed with the party every evening how to escape. Every way they came out was absurd and absurd.

“Andrea, why don’t you pierce the floor with your punches and create an underwater cave?”

“…”

digging an underwater cave that leads to land,

“Emilia, even though you don’t have any cards… if you put in some effort and ‘turn into an archangel’, wouldn’t it be possible to split the sea?”

“···to?”

Emilia becomes an archangel and splits the sea,

“Damn it, if this doesn’t work and I can’t, let’s just swim to the land together.”

“…”

Like swimming together and leaving…

As only a cold response came back each time, Trisha stopped expressing her opinion from one day. When the only opinion maker disappeared, the discussion meeting contemplating how to escape became a time of meditation to look back on the past life.

It’s absurd, but the one with the highest possibility of realization was the ‘way to leave by swimming together’. In fact, Andrea, Marco, Tricia, and Mimic had enough stamina to swim across a decent amount of ocean.

But Emilia wasn’t like that. Due to the nature of her class, Emilia’s strength was only slightly better than that of ordinary people.

However, it was impossible to leave the deserted island without leaving Emilia alone, so everyone in the party was still stranded. As if recalling that fact anew, Emilia put on a gloomy expression.

“I’m sorry, everyone… if it wasn’t for me, you would have already left here…”

“No, Emilia. The way to escape by swimming might also be that you need to know the direction to the continent… If you escape without knowing the direction, you’ll just swim until you’re exhausted and die.”

In fact, since Marco said he could see the constellations, he could know the direction somehow, but Andrea told a white lie to ease Emilia’s guilt.

‘Well… Not only that, but like when we were shipwrecked here, if we met even a storm, we would drown amicably…’

Even Andrea, who always found breakthroughs in dungeons, was at a loss as to what to do this time.

Meanwhile, Marco swam ashore. Five or six fish were threaded through the spear he was using instead of a harpoon. Considering the ever-decreasing numbers of fish, this was an absurd feat.

“The fish are getting less and less noticeable. I guess I’ll make up my mind tomorrow and go out a little further.”

“Then what if I meet a shark, Marco-san…?”

Marco burst into laughter at Emilia’s words. Trisha said in the tone of worrying for nothing.

“…are you worried about what will happen to the shark, Emilia?”

It’s not like it’s not, the current Marco would have won even if he faced a whale, not a shark.

While Tricia was cleaning the fish, Andrea tore up the Necronomicon and turned it into kindling. If Shylock, the goblin librarian who was the original owner of the book, saw it, it would have sparked a game.

“Wow, it rides well.”

“…”

After the dungeon was destroyed, the Necronomicon lost its ability and became just a book with a rather gloomy cover. It was a bit strange, but it was the only thing Andrea and the others owned that could be set on fire, so there was no choice.

Somehow, the frictional heat caused a fire, and Andrea and the others sat in a circle and grilled the fish. The fish oil dripped down as it was browned in the flames. Watching that, my saliva went down without even realizing it.

Meanwhile, Marco served Trisha with the flesh of his portion of fish.

“Tricia, try some of this.”

“…that’s my father’s. They say I take care of mine…”

“This will be more ripe and delicious. I just want to taste it.”

After the reunion, Marco treated Tricia with utmost sincerity. However, this should only be done once or twice, and Trisha, who accepted it with a grateful heart, seemed a little burdened when Marco did this for a month. I can see the other people’s eyes.

“Ah, that’s all right. Have some for me or for my father. Did you have a hard time catching fish?”

“I get full just by watching you eat.”

Hearing the number one lie that his parents told him the most, Andrea thought that all the people in the world live there.

But while they were eating, Andrea narrowed her brows and narrowed her eyes. Even that was not enough, until he put down what he was eating and rubbed his eyes.

Andrea jumps up from her seat after realizing that she did not look at it wrong. The party all turned their gazes and looked at Andrea blankly.

“Why, why is that, Master?”

“what. What’s wrong, Andrea?”

“···conceive.”

“···what?”

The party also put down their food and rose up at the same time. Looking out at the distant horizon, I saw a really large ship, just as Andrea had said.

“What, crazy! Are you really hungry?”

“Three, my God! I-I’m not dreaming, am I?”

“Andrea, this is not what you are doing! We need to request help immediately…”

However, Andrea tilted her head and made an expression that seemed very perplexed.

“Uh… wait a minute, Mr. Marco. That ship…doesn’t something look familiar?”

“Well? What does that mean…?”

Marco, who took a closer look at the ship, soon had the same expression as Andrea.

There was no way I could ever forget. That long hull and huge sails. Dozens of oars protruding like the legs of a centipede.

It was Nelas’s galley from which Andrea and Marco had escaped.

The other members of the party who heard the circumstances also made an expression of amazement. It was so unfortunate that it hardly seemed like a coincidence, but it made more sense that the galleys had come this far in search of the missing slaves.

“…Was the galley’s course this way, Mr. Marco?”

“We got caught in a storm on the way, so I’m not sure… but at least we went in the opposite direction in a small boat. I don’t know what happened, but…”

“…”

“Anyway… they seem to have found us, seeing as they’re coming this way.”

Tricia secretly looks at Andrea’s eyes.

“therefore. What are you going to do, Andrea?”

In fact, I didn’t even have to rack my brains trying to guess what had happened. If the galley lands here, grab the guy inside and ask him.

“For now, let’s wait comfortably until the ship comes this far. And······.”

Andrea declares with a resolute voice.

“We will take that ship and go to land.”

Mimic and Tricia nodded in agreement, and Emilia calmly agreed as if she couldn’t help it.

And Marco was smiling quite excitedly. Andrea was sure that Marco was thinking the same way as he was.

‘Well, I don’t mind using a ‘very little’ rough method. After all, the guys inside have a ‘debt to pay’. Especially… a supervisor who has a good knowledge of whipping.’

Recalling the memory of being whipped on the back and doomed to a fish bowl made my heart ache. I couldn’t wait to have a touching reunion with the supervisor as soon as possible.

“Would you like to do some light exercise together when you get on the boat, Mr. Marco?”

“That is exactly what I was hoping for.”

Seeing the two men in harmony, Trisha wished the people on the boat the best of luck. It was an unusually sunny afternoon with a cool breeze blowing.

* * *

“Am I really just going to that island? that that······.”

on the deck of a galley. The overseer was helpless, like a puppy needing to pee, and didn’t know what to do. It was a spectacle that any slave who had been whipped by him would be thrilled to see.

A woman in a purple robe stood in front of the supervisor. Realizing that the supervisor had forgotten her name, she repeated it in a haughty voice.

“Anna.”

“…Yes, Miss Anna.”

“There was one more request besides that, I guess you forgot?”

A cold sweat broke out on his back. The overseer hurriedly shook his head, but he was too nervous to come up with anything.

“I’m sorry. If you tell me again just once…”

Anna let out a deep sigh. Somehow, there were only idiots on this ship.

“Don’t tell the people on that island that you met me. It’s just that you guys took the wrong route and ended up on this island. got it?”

“Yes, yes! I will keep that in mind!”

“…Don’t forget what happened to your colleagues who didn’t listen and attacked me.”

I couldn’t forget if I wanted to forget. Two of them passed away after being impaled on an ice pick, and the other was struck by lightning in succession and reduced to ashes. The overseer nodded with such ferocity that he thought he might break his neck.

The dungeon was destroyed and the deck disappeared, but Anna could still use magic. Because her power is not a card, but the blessings of all the gods. Of course, like the case against Arpan, magic on an enormous scale became difficult to use.

Anna slowly prepared to leave. This would be the last time he would help Andrea and the others. It felt like I had done my part.

Originally, after the dungeon was destroyed, I was planning to see how Andrea was doing.

But no matter how much detection magic he used, he couldn’t find Andrea’s location. Being on a remote island away from the continent, it was a natural result.

She sensed that Andrea and the others were in a difficult situation. So, after searching the whole world for a month, they finally found Andrea and his party on this remote island.

Wanting to at least say that she would repay the debt, Anna decided to help Andrea and the others in a way that did not reveal herself as much as possible.

‘·······.’

Anna finally looks at Andrea from afar.

Looking at his ultramarine blue hair and confident expression, it seemed that the thief who stole the country, Ian, was still alive. Inevitably, a part of her heart felt cold, but Anna decided not to be bound by that familiar appearance any longer.

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Now, his fate of getting rid of the manager is over. She was finally able to choose the path she wanted to walk. And the path she wanted was to find Ian, her former lover, who had become an angel of the Shadow God.

It’s a journey where you don’t know where to go, how to do it, or how long it will take. But it didn’t matter.

She was determined to go even to the ends of the earth, to give up even her life, and to not give up even after eons of time passed.

Anna grabbed her wand and slammed it on the floor. The air split open and a huge portal appeared. Anna puts on the hood deeply and enters there.

Where she disappeared, only the salty sea breeze was blowing naturally.

Author’s words

When I thought about it in my head, it was a short amount of about 3,000 characters…?

As I wrote it, more than the main volume came out.

It seems that the habit of writing more than 6,000 characters is imprinted in the brain.

Actually, after seeing the comments yesterday, I wanted to talk about a story from a later point than this, but it was too long and the atmosphere seemed to be far from the main story, so I just did as I originally planned.

I hope you liked the epilogue ㅠㅠ

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