Ren & Rena: World Heroes Legend

Chapter 52 Task of Keeping - 3

With, Ren here.

Have you ever wondered why the point of view of this story changes so often?

The answer is pretty short.

Because the author of the story wants you to understand what the behavior of the characters in the story—In the first person point of view— then later with a third person point of view you can think of a variety of monologues yourself because already know what the thoughts of each character when monologuing.

There is one point of view again— second person point of view— which is also known as the point of view of people around in the same place, but using their own opinion a.k.a differs from a third-person perspective explaining directly about the situation to the reader.

At least writers often use the first-person perspective so that readers are free to imagine the current situation of the story through the way of thinking of one character, one suggestion from me "Don't trust the monologue of the characters in the story!".

Too bad, at this time the number of readers looks to be "0" because of the long time left. Although there are no likes or comments that come in, the author says he will remain the latest chapter update. At the very least, he had already tried his best to continue this storyline.

So from me, do not expect too many updates because this author has some busy with other names.

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In the den of a lioness a.k.a Rena's room, I saw various kinds of things.

Well ... Isn't that natural?

I-I mean she is a woman— even though rata— so it's natural to have such things.

Ignoring Rena who was looking for something in her study closet, I tried to observe the entire side of the room while being careful not to get caught.

"It turns out she still has normal feminist traits huh." I muttered in a small voice so as not to be heard by Rena.

Doll bear, beauty tool— although it looks like not touched at all— until finally I found something interesting curiosity.

The object depends on a neat position and is located quite good because it is far from a variety of factors that will reduce its beauty, it was a painting of an adult woman or maybe a few years older than me with mint green hair and a pretty charming smile.

Seen from any side there is no gap to criticize it, let alone see the ugly side of the painting.

If I think about it again, it is unfortunate if this painting is only placed in a room that is quite—

"See what?"

"It's none of your business."

"Ah, the painting?"

"Let's see, don't try to guess what I saw!" I complained a little raise my voice.

Sighing, Rena walked towards me while carrying a book— or a book?— while saying, "The painting was made by a king himself."

"The king who can paint huh, looks like he's an unemployed king who is underworked."

"I hope you don't withdraw your words after reading this." Rena directed the book to me.

I picked it up and began to notice the outside of the book.

"This book is thick enough, is this a Bible?"

"No, just read it first, you'll understand what's inside."

"As your command, madam." I imitated the way westerners talk while opening the book.

"Basin' a silly man." Rena muttered while watching me, unfortunately I can hear it very clearly.

On the first page, there is only one word that is—

"Life?"

I feel a little confused and there are some things that make me feel a sense of nostalgia as well, but to be honest I don't know what it is.

Putting aside that uncomfortable feeling, I turned the page to the next sheet.

'At first I didn't understand what life was ....

After meeting him, I could only feel that I had to complete the task given to me which was—

killing him.'

The beginning of this writing seemed to say that I was reading a novel entitled "DarkCom" then ask me to continue to see it from the beginning to some parts— I just feel that the end of this writing does not need to read— only.

Before proceeding to the next page, I decided to open a conversation between us first.

"Is this a diary?"

Although I had just read the initial part, I decided not to be rash in reading it.

Hearing my question, Rena sat down next to me and said, "That's right, this is the diary of someone close to you."

From the side, I slightly looked at Rena's pupils which seemed to say that she was feeling a heavy nostalgia.

"So, why are you asking me to read someone else's personal writing?"

"Because it's your job to find out."

"My assignment?"

"There is a secret message written from various mixed events to the middle of the page, try to see the final page first."

"Good."

As per the advice given by Rena, I opened the final page and it turned out the contents ....

"Rubby huh."

"Right, I don't know what the author expected, but there's a good chance that the contents of this last page have something to do with the secret message."

"Where's this related to?!"

"Let's go, find out for yourself."

These girls ....

He really wants to play me, huh.

Then ....

"Lo sell cheap, I buy."

Regardless of what Rena would answer, I focused on searching for the message.

I went through several pages and looked for interesting words and events.

In ancient literature, it was common for events to be described in such a way as they thought, but not necessarily connected with reality or actual facts.

Think of it like they accidentally saw lightning, then when written it will sound like "The Lightning God was angry and passed judgment on the humans on earth through the thunderous sound of lightning and its rampage that could burn the forest or make humans die in an instant." and the like, but the reality is even reversed and can be described with science today.

So, taking a grain of salt from the writing I was reading was the best way to look for different types of clues.

Page 52, 'I lost to him and we became partners.'

Page 74, 'He taught me how to be a man.'

Page 86, 'We often fight like children when we have different opinions, but will make up again in a short time while finding out the truth from various other points of view.'

Page 89, 'He is a proud king despite many weaknesses, but he still struggles to hide his weaknesses so that the enemy cannot cheat.'

Page 91, 'I should have killed him, but what good is it to obey that inhumane commandment, in fact I think they— The Creator of me— is a human who is more arrogant than him and does whatever they want just because of unpleasant happiness at all.'

After reading the passage, I asked again.

"What does it mean by the word 'they' in this section?" I pointed at the page earlier.

Next to her, Rena put her head on my shoulder while trying to read the page.

Ughb ... It smells pretty good as usual, huh.

N-no no, I didn't mean for sexual harassment! This is just an unintended incident! So don't try to think anything of me!

Even though I screamed like that with a pretty convincing face, the police probably wouldn't believe it and the suspicion would add up.

Funny enough, after remembering a little bit of what happened in the class when we discussed.

Getting rid of that troublesome thought, my consciousness focused again on the present state.

"How's it?"

"Those he meant were the ones who created it."

"This book looks very antique if from my point of view, it is basically impossible to find in the past and good care is also seen in every corner of the sheet. So, how did you steal it?"

Ah, my mouth unintentionally asked.

Rena sighed with a pretty tired expression and said, "Since this book was written, I've been destined to have it."

Instead of answering my question, he tried to be sarcastic.

Is there anything like?

Uh, erhm, ah, so yeah ....

He's the same as me.

That's how it came out of my brain and I don't want to exaggerate it, for now I still need to focus on what's right in front of my eyes.

Seriously, this book only contains what the Author wants to say. Do not know what the subject of what he wants to express, but clearly it is better not to think that this writing has a main point. Just by thinking like that, I still hope to find another clue on the next sheet.

I opened another sheet and this one, the contents were quite surprising.

Page 103, 'They are just ordinary humans called 'Gods' because they have knowledge far above others.'

"Huh?" My mouth unintentionally made a strange sound.

"Is something wrong?" Rena looks worried.

"-no, it's just that I found something interesting."

"Interesting?"

"What he said on page 103, it would be a theory equivalent to 'Big Bang' under certain circumstances."

"What do you mean?" Rena still doesn't understand what I'm saying.

Once a sip of saliva on my mouth, in a fairly troubled expression while staring at Rena I said, "Conspirations about 'time travel' by 'a colony' randomly and leave some mystery that will make people who are in the present day feel deja vu."

"What part of it will feel like deja vu?"

"Aren't you really aware of it?!" I raised my tone slightly at the last word.

"No, not at all."

Ugh .. sometimes she is like this is much better than being a lioness, but apesnya me who must feel a little difficulty to find a sentence in explaining everything.

But in this situation, how do you explain to Rena so that she understands?

First, I better summarize the simple things first.

Ordinary humans, technology with more advanced civilizations, gods and the last is a description of the time of the incident at that time.

This book that I am holding is very different from what is emblazoned in some history and it is unlikely that this was discovered in the year AD.

Early AD, in the field of technology can be interpreted that paper can be made without having to use a leather. This book— that I'm holding— is treated in such a way that is unique such as utilizing the skin preservation process— is either devoted to animals or humans— in order to be like this. The writing or paper will not be torn like paper in general and more terrible, the writing on the skin that.

Quite surprising because in fact, many words have been written on every page and it is not possible for us— people today— wrote it only with the power of his own hands.

Although there are more efficient ways of utilizing technology in this day and age, still, this is very confusing because people who have lived much longer than us can write on the sheet with their own hands. It's the same as, we've been far behind from the moment they lived.

It's regrettable enough, but I also can't take conclusions for granted without finding out more about them.

Oh, almost forgot!

I'd better explain that to the girl.

When I want to talk, my shoulders feel heavy.

Looking at the side of my heavy shoulder, Rena fell into a deep sleep while leaning her head.

"Sleeping at this hour .... "

When I saw the wall clock in Rena's room, it was too late.

"Two nights?"

Sighing once, I raised Rena's body carefully and moved her on the bed.

"What have I done so late?" I was still muttering as if it had only lasted a moment.

I walked out of Rena's room while feeling a little dizzy from not sleeping in time.

"Ugh .. That was exhausting."

I slowly walked into the living room as the task given by Darii-tan was still unfinished.

Yeah, they're still not back.

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Sitting on the living room couch alone, I went back to thinking about it .

"Excuse me, didn't you come home?"

From the side, a woman's voice sounded in my ear.

"The job of keeping him is still going, so I can't go home."

I looked at the source of the voice, and there was a servant girl smiling at me.

"Is that right, there something you need right now?"

"Nothing, thanks for the attention."

"It's my duty as a servant of this house." The servant lowered his head politely.

I just nodded in return.

"By the way, what do you think of this house?"

"Hm?"

"Didn't you come here a lot, how did you feel about this house?"

Why is this a person?

Hmm .. If asked like this he is usually looking for appreciation for his work, so I can not talk carelessly.

Every now and then, I glanced at the living room decorations as much as the eyes could see. From the looks of it, this room shows that you can relax as much as possible by looking at various antiques to the right place to lay. Especially for cleanliness, there is no doubt that cleaning this place is very difficult because the area is quite large and objects that require special care.

Well ... It's only natural that he wants to be appreciated, but this guy should have asked his master and not me.

Sighing, I looked at him and said, "Your job is good, if I were you, I would rather sleep more than 12 hours a day than do this job, ah- need not think about it, this is just my opinion personally."

Hearing my words, the woman's expression began to be confused.

"Is something wrong?" I've been a little annoyed with that kind of expression lately.

"No, actually I don't understand at all what you mean."

"I also happen to not understand."

"Eh?"

"Eh?"

I don't know why I also followed her screech because of reflexes.

The atmosphere in this room began to feel a little awkward because of the conversation earlier.

I just want to die, that's the thought that keeps haunting me.

If I shout 'Uoooohhh I want to escape from here!', will they release me from this inner torment?

Even the explorers who crossed the pacific ocean would probably laugh at my hurting mentality.

Once again, the woman opened a conversation between us.

"Then, what about your days? Does it feel calm enough?"

Huh uh? Sorry, didn't I hear wrong?

Why are you suddenly acting like my mother?

Seriously, you're just reminding my ears of the infernal pain!

Because it's not polite if not answered, so I use a normal reply like a stale base when meeting someone who is jogging in the morning.

"As always, smooth and calm." I ended my words with a little murmuring.

"Are you not praying to God for a quiet day?"

"No need." I answered without delay.

"Why?"

"That's just an increase in your percentage of success, the edges of you yourself have to work hard to the end and I think it's more troublesome than following the flow of the environment around."

"Following the environmental flow around?"

The woman's face showed a very strong interest in my words just now.

"Yes, just think of it like the people around you use a lot of smartphones and in the end, you also follow their trend by buying the phone."

"Isn't that what we say affects each other?"

"Mutual influence, huh ... Good sentence, I'll remember it if I can."

The woman tilted her head slightly with a pretty funny face due to her confused expression.

Breaking this temporary silence, the woman asked again.

"Do you think this should happen in society?"

"At least we know that there is a definition of human being as a social being, so such a thing is inevitable."

"What if it's the other way around?"

"They're behind?"

Our position is now reversed, I don't understand what he's saying.

"The humans that influence each other are changed to ... " The woman brought her mouth closer to my ear and said, "There is only one person who affects another individual."

Hmm, so yeah.

It is not a concept in interacting with the social environmental structure of a society, but rather as between a leader and his followers.

Why would I say that?

It's easy, if examined more deeply, he conveys it ambiguously and has various meanings, but I adjust it to the current conditions.

I mean, how can a waitress talk about anything higher than how to socialize with ordinary people? Of course the answer is not possible, in the sense that it is very rare and this topic should not be discussed with people who still do not have much experience like me.

So, I'm giving a makeshift comment.

"Something like that can happen, but not every place can accept it.

Although there are some places that accept it, not necessarily there will be many individuals who will be obedient in the thing you mentioned earlier.

It's just my opinion, please don't think too much."

Executing it with a final sentence that signifies that I don't want to take responsibility for my answer subtly sounds quite rude, but I've said it in such a way that he doesn't misunderstand.

If any misunderstanding were to happen to him, it was possible that this person would join a terrorist group and plan to carry out a revolution.

Hopefully it doesn't happen because I'll be killed by someone if he finds out that it was caused by my words playing hands off.

"What if everyone accepted the concept?"

Unexpectedly, he threw thousands more mines at me.

Seriously, please give me some time to rest first!

If there is a .. means the same thing that everyone does not want to happen.

"If that time had come, then the world war might have already reached its peak."

"World war? Does it have anything to do with our current topic?"

"There is, mastering everything means that you are free to set anything above everyone on this earth."

"How to think you're broad enough." He smiled as if he had the right answer.

"Thank you."

I'm just thankful that there aren't any new mines.

After that, the woman went to do her duty and I just sat down while sleeping.

Tonight ends quietly and fortunately tomorrow is a holiday, not to forget the day after tomorrow is the perfect time to start it.

I'm sure all the students will prepare themselves tomorrow in full, as well as for me.

Because the day after tomorrow there will most likely be a "Special Exam" day of the school.