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Watching Ouroboros's expression, Medici suddenly realized he had encountered one of life's great dilemmas.
That was when you had fully prepared yourself to walk a painful, difficult road that could get you killed at any moment, accepted it gladly, and believed this was how you would fulfill your life's ambition and carry out your Lord's instructions, never stopping no matter what you encountered.
But your friend did not agree.
Although your friend had not seen you for a long time, he still paid close attention to you and cared about you. Seeing you happily preparing to walk a road of suffering, even ready to die, he naturally refused to accept it. To stop you, he took care of what you wanted to do.
"But who taught you to solve problems this way, Ouroboros?" Medici sucked in a breath. "If you didn't want me taking risks, couldn't you just tell me? You've got a mouth, haven't you? Why did you go straight to taking care of Klein?"
Ouroboros looked back at Medici, making it clear he would not let him take another step.
"Because he is the source of the risks you take. Helping him means making enemies for yourself. One day, he will be your undoing."
Medici frowned. "Is that your prophecy? You decided to get rid of Klein because of that prophecy?"
Ouroboros gave him a deep look and said nothing more.
Ah... wandering.
He's right.
Wasn't wandering precisely what he was doing now? To give himself something to do, to fulfill the Lord's last wishes, and for his own sake, Medici had chosen to help Klein, so he would not keep dwelling on unhappy things because he had nothing else to do.
Medici was forced to remember his current circumstances-fine, he really was an unemployed drifter, an