“Then why exactly were you treated as disposable? Was it simply because you were considered a failure?”
Berserk, who had been stroking the head of the girl leaning against her, asked the question.
Her indifferent expression proved that she had had little interest in the topics being exchanged until now.
Well, thanks to that, she had managed to catch something the rest of us might otherwise have overlooked.
“…The fact that I inherited Pride’s memories was likely rather unexpected even for Pride. As was the fact that, despite that, I inherited not even the slightest portion of Pride’s power.”
After appearing to think for a moment, Gyemyeong quietly answered.
If she really had inherited Pride’s memories, it was probably a deduction with a fairly high chance of being correct.
“There was no need to kill me immediately, but neither was there any reason to employ me. The knowledge I possessed was already Pride’s, and martial power on my level was something that could be obtained in any quantity if desired.”
It was useful for us to be able to learn about the Great Demon Pride through her, but was any of this actually good for Gyemyeong herself?
For a moment, I wondered whether her personality might have become the way it was precisely because she had inherited those memories.
A pointless thought.
“Therefore, I was sent to Muenmundt. At the time, that was the only place where I could be used as the most effective piece.”
Well, she herself did not want pity.
Thinking things like that toward her would probably be disrespectful in its own way.
I corrected the emotions that had…