I Became a Raid Boss-Chapter 247: Sin and Atonement (3)

Meanwhile, it seemed like he had no idea how surprising this situation was.

“Were you curious about that?”

If he understood how rare it was for Da-eun to speak normally, he wouldn’t have reacted so nonchalantly.

Look at me. I’m shocked by this.

“I said earlier. Among 'us', I bear the most of Mother’s divinity. Wouldn’t it be strange if I were like everyone else?”

“...Aha?”

Da-eun had a dull expression to match her dull answer.

It seemed like she didn’t fully understand his words.

As expected, Da-eun carefully opened her mouth again.

“So, is this divinity really that impressive?”

“...It’s the power that creates and sustains the world, so isn’t that impressive enough?”

“Aha!”

This time, Da-eun pretended to understand.

He stared at her with a somewhat dissatisfied look.

It seemed like he had realized something about Da-eun’s true nature.

Hesitating for a moment, he seemed to want to say something, but he turned his head with a sigh.

“I didn’t want to say this... but honestly, this time was a bit much. Mimicking a high-level lifeform like you to this extent isn’t easy. It would have been different if I could handle Mother’s power properly, but as I said—”

“You don’t have the right to wield that power?”

“Exactly.”

“For someone who says that, you don’t seem very regretful about it.”

“What’s there to regret? I’ve come to realize again how great Mother was.”

“...You’re really something.”

Earlier, he described his god as “kind but not wise,” but in my opinion, he wasn’t any different.

If I were in his shoes, I’d never look at it in a favorable light.

Even after becoming like that, he still praised his god.

“Anyway, to come here... and because I used up too much energy mimicking, I need to rest for a while.”

“Really?”

“...But don’t make that face like you’ve already caught me. I came here with a suggestion that wouldn’t be bad for you, but you’ve been so cold.”

“Tch.”

He set himself apart from the other dimensional beings, claiming he wouldn’t harm us and began revealing his past...

Though some parts aligned with Edel’s words, as someone without the ability to discern lies from truth, I couldn’t fully trust what he said.

Plus, the constant mentioning of his mother made it all feel somewhat fanatic, which didn’t leave a great impression on me.

I thought about dealing with him when he weakened, but Da-eun, while not as sharp as me, still seemed pretty quick on the uptake.

I clicked my tongue and subtly changed the subject.

“I have a suggestion.”

Of course.

Even though he claims to be different from others, he must have some purpose for showing up like this.

After quite a detour, I thought he’d finally get to the point—

“Wait a second!”

“...What now?”

Da-eun interrupted again.

Since there were only two chances, the probability of her saying something coherent was very low.

“...I do play around a lot, yes. But still... this is too much...! Am I some kind of ultimate weapon that can only be used twice a day?!”

“...Did you hear me?”

“I said it out loud on purpose!”

“But it’s your karma, Da-eun.”

“...Ugh!”

Normally, Da-eun would have jumped at me, grabbing my cheek, but this time she just scowled, still guarding the figure in front of us, as if wary of him.

At least she had some level of caution.

“What were you trying to say?”

“...Before we get to the point, let’s settle the way we address each other.”

“Do we really need that?”

“You can’t just keep calling me ‘you,’ ‘that guy,’ or ‘priest,’ can you?”

“Is that so...?”

When I glanced at him, he shrugged his shoulders.

“I don’t mind.”

He had the attitude that it didn’t matter either way.

It wasn’t really an introduction, and I didn’t think it was necessary to do one just to make a new friend.

If his suggestion seemed good, we could /N_o_v_e_l_i_g_h_t/ decide on it then, right?

“No.”

Da-eun shook her head.

“When people meet for business, they don’t just start making suggestions and handing out business cards. They greet each other first, then make the proposal or negotiate. Right?”

“I don’t know, I’ve never done business.”

“Ugh...! Of course, you haven’t! But you’ve probably met someone in a non-personal context at least once! Am I wrong?”

“Hmm... Not wrong.”

Anyway, since I had been in a knight commander position, I couldn’t have avoided external activities completely.

“When that happened, what did you do? You didn’t just dive into the business, right?”

“We did talk.”

“See?!”

“Yeah, that’s it.”

“....”

Da-eun went silent as she looked at my unsheathed sword with a trembling gaze.

“I was joking.”

“You joke in a deadly way...”

“It wasn’t always like that.”

“...So, by ‘not always,’ you mean sometimes you did, huh?”

“Yeah, well. It won’t hurt to know each other’s names. You never know when it’ll come in handy.”

“Excuse me, Kanna? Can you answer me?”

I ignored Da-eun’s chattering.

“This is Da-eun, and I’m Kanna.”

“Mm.”

“....”

He blinked, tilting his head.

His gray hair fluttered as it almost brushed the floor.

“Is that all?”

“Do you need anything else? You already knew my name.”

“Hmmm, no. That’s probably enough for now.”

Whether it’s ‘for now’ or ‘in the future,’ I couldn’t tell, but he seemed somewhat satisfied.

He nodded and suddenly showed a bit of awkwardness.

“Sorry, but after introducing myself, I don’t think I can introduce myself properly.”

“You can’t do it because you don’t want to?”

“Yeah. I’ve lost my real name a long time ago.”

The statement about his soul being twisted was the same as saying he’d lost what made up his existence.

He had fought and struggled to keep some memories intact, but his name wasn’t part of them.

Hearing this part of his explanation, I expressed doubt.

“...Isn’t that the most important part?”

For someone like me, who’s cried and laughed over names, it was hard to understand.

Of course, it wasn’t literally crying and laughing, but there had been many tumultuous events related to names.

But he flatly denied my words.

“Names don’t matter. What defines me is that I’m Mother’s first offspring and her most faithful servant.”

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“...Oh, I see.”

I made the mistake of trying to measure a fanatic's thoughts with my common sense.

My mistake.

“I won’t stop you from praising your mother, but if you’re going to do that, at least do it with someone else’s face. I don’t want to see you doing it with my face.”

“That’s a valid point. I’ll keep it in mind.”

“You don’t plan to mimic someone else?”

“I don’t have the strength, and thinking about what I need to do, this appearance is all I need.”

He said it nonchalantly.

And for some reason, I felt like I could almost imagine what he looked like before.

While I was looking at him disapprovingly, Da-eun spoke in a troubled voice.

“Hmm, not having a name... That’s a bit tricky.”

“You can just call me what you’ve been calling me, can’t you?”

“You introduced me, so it’s no use if we just go back to calling you that.”

Sigh.

“I’ve got a good idea!”

Da-eun clapped her hands, having thought of something.

“If you’ve lost your name, we can just give you one.”

“...You want us to name him?”

“Yeah!”

Da-eun said it as if we were naming a puppy we brought home.

“If you’re going to live without a name, it’s just too pitiful.”

“...Da-eun. You’re not trying to compare him to me, are you?”

“Eh, no way.”

Is she lying?

I carefully watched Da-eun’s expression, but I couldn’t find a hint of suspicion in her, even as she waved her hands.

If she was comparing him to me, I’d be really upset.

I’m glad that’s not the case.

“...I’ve never heard of it being pitiful.”

Meanwhile, he seemed just as confused as I was.

After all, someone who invades other dimensions to steal energy probably never experienced any feeling of pity.

He’d been stuck in a broken world for who knows how long, so there hadn’t been any chance to feel that way.

Still, he accepted Da-eun’s suggestion of naming him with little resistance.

In fact, he seemed almost pleased.

Although, considering he had gone on about his identity as a servant, it was probably just his mood.

“What do you think? Kanna? Got any good ideas?”

“Mimic.”

“That’s not a name. Forget it. I’m not asking Kanna.”

After saying that, Da-eun began pondering on her own, groaning softly.

I asked if I could just let him decide, but—

“Well, I guess that’s fine, but I think it’s better to name you to mark your coming to this world.”

Da-eun winked as she squinted one eye.

“And by doing this, if anything happens, you might treat us kindly. Call it a goodwill gesture, maybe?”

Da-eun’s ambitious plan might work, but for now, I just let it go.

After quite some waiting, I started to expect just how impressive the name would be.

Finally, after a while, Da-eun spoke.