The Lord of Another World: All Wasted at the Beginning, and He Made His Fortune by Taking in the Fem

——Sister, what do you see now?

...You are asking this question even though you already know the answer. All I see is suffering, curses, malice, and fools who refuse to give in.

Aarons' injuries have basically healed.

The star power that continuously flowed into his body had quietly repaired the wounds on his body.

However, perhaps because he strongly wished for it, the scars on his appearance did not completely disappear...but those were just illusions of slight pain.

"Hey, little brother... Tell me, how did you offend the magician?"

Although it was probably already late at night, the drunken captain of the city guard somehow ran to the outside of the solitary cell where Aarons was and started talking to him in a very friendly manner.

But Aarons didn't want to talk much.

"…Just bad luck."

"Luck? Hahahaha...hiccup, you still believe in that kind of thing?"

Perhaps because he was mentally exhausted, Aarons' voice was so weak that it seemed like it might disappear at any time.

When the captain of the city guard noticed that Aarons seemed very weak, the expression on his face became a little concerned.

"Hey, little brother, although my men were a little rough just now, your injuries shouldn't be that serious, right?"

“…Maybe he’s dying.”

"Oh, that's too bad. By the way, is there anything you want? Hiccup... I have a lot of good wine over there."

Aarons, who was leaning against the wall with a weak look, was actually thinking all the time.

He didn't want to pay attention to this drunkard, but he didn't know what else he could do... He just felt very tired and just wanted to close his eyes and have a good sleep.

It doesn't matter if I never wake up again.

"Give me paper and pen."

"Hmm? What do you want some stuff for? Writing a letter to your family?"

"…Write a suicide note."

It seemed that Aarons' reaction was too unexpected, and the captain's face, which was originally smiling frivolously, suddenly became gloomy.

However, after a moment of silence, the captain stood up, got a pen and paper, and threw it to Aarons in the cell.

"Hic...Write if you want, but I don't think you'll have a chance to show it to others...After all, you'll be able to go out in two days, huh."

As if he had lost interest in Aarons, the drunken captain yawned and turned away.

After Aarons tiredly got up, picked up a piece of paper and pen, he leaned over the wall and began to write something.

……

——Sister, what do you think suffering is?

...Suffering? Suffering is suffering, it has no meaning. Suffering does not make people strong, but only strong people can overcome suffering.

——Then why is there such a heavy curse on him? Why does he have to encounter so much suffering and endure so much malice?

...Of course it was because the world he was born into wanted to corrupt his soul completely and then exclude him.

Aarons was indeed writing a suicide note.

He had already decided what he was going to do next, so he anticipated the corresponding results.

【I have never known what the value of my life is. 】

Aarons did not give up, nor did he lose the will to move forward.

He just faced the reality and knew his own destiny.

[I am not a protagonist, nor do I have the ability to become one. I have always been just a stone on the roadside. Even if I did not exist from the beginning, the world would still keep turning.]

He did not feel angry, nor did he feel sad about his past.

He just wanted to know whether he could realize his wish before the end of his life.

[But I want to know how far I can resist. ]

He did not hate fate, nor did he care about those who did him evil.

He just wanted to see how cruelly the inescapable suffering would treat him.

[I don't want to admit defeat. Even if I know I will lose, I will still fall on the battlefield.]

He didn't want to escape, nor did he need others to fight for him.

He has nothing left.

[So, I'm sorry... I can't respond to your expectations, nor can I fulfill anyone's wishes. ]

The only thing he had was his meaningless life and the tiny dignity that had sustained him to this day.

But even if his fate would end miserably in the struggle, he would not escape.

[This time, I decided to resist with my own strength. ]

My stupid self, my weak self, my meaningless self.

Perhaps dying like this is the best ending for everyone.

So this is not done for revenge or to take something back.

[Of course I know I won't get anything... I just want to see what kind of ending the so-called fate has prepared for me.]

He simply didn't want to succumb to suffering and fate.

……

- So why is this? Sister, why does the world reject him so much, why curse his fate?

...Because that peaceful world does not need a savior...that is why they continue to inflict just the right amount of suffering on him, causing his soul to slowly wear out in unrelieved torment.

——Then, when will the curse disappear?

...As long as he keeps moving forward, the suffering will never end...But even if he is burned to ashes by the fire of ugly desires, he will still keep moving forward.

【『Dead is dead』. 】

After writing the last sentence in the language of his previous life, Aarons threw away the pen that was not very useful, then folded up the suicide note and stuffed it into the side pocket of his trousers.

This letter may never have the chance to reach other people, or maybe no one will care about it at all.

But he still wrote down what he wanted to say... as if it was just to vent his emotions, or just to laugh at his own weakness.

"...Ms. Yayin will probably be disappointed."

However, Aarons still felt a little upset.

Would the person who was old enough to be his mother be disappointed by his willful decision?

Would she feel sad for herself, or angry at herself for making such an irresponsible decision?

"…It would be nice if you could apologize in person."

Unfortunately, I may no longer have that opportunity.

……

"Hey, little brother... there's a magician outside who asked to see you. It seems he's from the academy."

After an unknown amount of time, Aarons, who had been leaning against the wall and falling asleep, was suddenly woken up.

After opening his eyes in a daze, he saw the captain of the city guard talking to him with a nervous expression.

"You seem to have offended an important person. He actually came to admire your miserable state in person. Tsk tsk... I'm glad you woke up. I'll call someone in now."

Is the winner going to come and laugh at me?

Aarons sneered softly and closed his eyes again.

No matter what the other party intends to say to me, I will not be shaken at all now.

"...Yes, yes, there is a soundproof barrier here, you can talk to him alone... Don't worry, we will stay up there."

When the captain's flattering voice came from a distance, Aarons also breathed a sigh of relief.

It seems that the other party has arrived.

"..."

But the footsteps that were gradually approaching him were not as steady and dull as those of a man.

The crisp and clear knocking sound was more like the sound made when the heels of high heels touch the ground.

So, in order to determine the identity of the visitor, Aarons opened his eyes again.

However, what he saw was someone he had never expected and someone he shouldn't have seen here.

"You look very miserable, sir."

When that half caring, half mocking voice reached Aarons' ears, he finally confirmed that what he saw with his own eyes was real.

That person seemed to be feeling sad and angry about something, and wanted to get an answer from himself.

"Is it bad luck this time too?"

Crimson moon.