No, it was turned into an even better world.
Regardless of what the truth was, the epilogue stated that, so it must have become a better world without a doubt.
Like every hero's story in fairy tales, they lived happily ever after.
Then Reed realized why the hero had made such a suggestion.
'In order for everyone to be happy... I have to deny everything I've done.'
To do that...
Adonis has to become a disgraced swordsman.
Larksper has to become a furious berserker.
Dolores has to become an existence so shameful that it doesn't even leave a trace in history.
These three things are what the hero fighting for the world want.
A little sacrifice creates a happy world.
In the world, it's called a greater good.
The greater good is very nice.
How plausible is it?
When someone stabs a spear blaming the king for the famine, they become a hero by saying, 'It's for the greater good.'
It was ridiculous.
The small sacrifice that had to be made for that greater good was themselves.
'Rosaria...'
Rosaria came to mind first, and then one by one, the pictures were drawn.
'Larksper... Phoebe... Adonis... Dolores...'
They were all people who wished for happiness.
It started to make him angry that they had to be sacrificed as a small part.
Suddenly, Reed recalled what Isel and Rachel had wanted.
'What the two of them wanted was the destruction of the demons.'
Their goal was to annihilate all demons.
If Peon becomes the Demon King, all demon races will be destroyed.
Although the flower called Seoksan suppressed the demons, it was only a suppression. It was certain that they would reveal themselves again someday.
Not suppression but extermination.
That must have been what the twins wanted the most.
However, they didn't do that.
Instead, they cut off Peon's neck and prevented the birth of the Demon King.
If they had the will to destroy the demons, they would have definitely saved Peon and tried to send Dolores to the abyss.
"If you all knew... you would have intervened since Adonis' fate changed, right?"
"Yes. If we had tried to stop it, we would have definitely stepped in at that time."
"But you didn't. You just watched the fate change. Can I ask why?"
Why would they just stand by in a situation that could be the worst?
The more he thought about it, the less he understood.
They say they believe in themselves as much as they believe in God, but words are always easy.
Isel answered.
"If we make them adapt to their fate, it would undoubtedly be the easiest way. It's easier to give despair to people than to give them hope. But... we couldn't do that."
"Why not?"
"Because it was beautiful."
Isel said.
"The fate you create slowly changes the fate of others into a very beautiful form. It was making it as beautiful as a spring plain."
Isel's final words faltered.
Confessing sin was so difficult and challenging.
"Then I realized I had the wrong thoughts. If I hadn't noticed... I would have had the same thoughts as the hero."
Isel looked at Reed with clear eyes.
It was the same feeling as when she first saw the hero.
Thick silver hair and worried golden eyes.
Although the only resemblance to the hero in appearance was his hair, his gaze gave the same feeling as when she saw the previous hero.
Despite not being the easiest way to save the continent, she chose Reed's path and tried to help him.
Reed could feel Isel's heart too.
However, feeling it and accepting it were difficult things.
"Allow me some time."
"Yes."
Isel decided to understand Reed.
From the moment she brought it up, she didn't expect Reed to understand.
It wasn't about bringing up her mistakes to receive forgiveness.
"I'll leave now, Tower Master."
"…"
Reed couldn't even say goodbye.
He was left alone in the reception room, organizing his thoughts.
'I don't know about the saintess.'
They were people whose intentions were unknown even when playing the game.
When he treated them as special people, he thought he could trust them a little, but after learning the behind-the-scenes story intertwined with the disasters, it was difficult to trust them.
"In order to remove the demons, what if they turn their backs?"
'Is knowing too much also a disadvantage?'
Doubting someone is an unpleasant feeling.
If that person really betrays, it feels terrible, but if you suspect them wrongly, guilt builds up.
He thought it would have been better not to know.
Whether it was the memories from the original world or the memories now.
'I must move on.'
Avoiding the problem doesn't help at all.
He must create a means to counter the hero.
***
Silence Tower, Kaitlyn's laboratory.
Kaitlyn breathed as she stared at one spot.
"Hmm…"
Blue mana devices and supply lines were cluttered in one place.
A large stone was placed where the supply lines and wires were plugged in.
It was the head of a golem found inside an ancient temple in the Carlton Mountains.
She called it a treasure trove.
Sometimes she gritted her teeth and cursed it as a junkyard, but when she woke up, she always called it a treasure trove.
Kaitlyn, the chief engineer, carefully extracted the knowledge from the golem's head, and using some of it, successfully saved Dolores, the former Tower Master of Wallrin.
Since then, Kaitlyn has actively attempted to extract information from the golem's head.
But it wasn't easy.
It was as if she was wandering through a vast maze. A frightening maze where even the way she came was forgotten.
'There must be something here.'
Captivated by the thought that a god who grants everyone's wishes is asleep here, she fiddled with the solid sphere.
The puzzle she's looking for, and the power Reed wants!
That's why 24 hours was not enough.
She saved time on eating by having minimal meals, racked her brain, and reduced her sleep by three hours while researching, but she couldn't find any clues.
It was inevitable that fatigue would settle on Kaitlyn's face.
'Is it really not working?'
She scratched her thick red hair and looked down at the junkyard.
'No.'
She denies that thought. With a belief that there is more to the end, even at the edge of a cliff, she takes one more step.
When she finally couldn't even support herself with her toes, she realized one fact.
It was the fact that she could fly.
"Eureka!"
It was transcendence.
