The Retired Supporting Character Wants to Live Quietly

[Translator Peptobismol]

Chapter 0 Prologue

Ive transmigrated as a supporting character in a classic royal fantasy novel.

The story follows a hero who, along with his companions, overcomes various hardships and eventually defeats the Demon King, restoring peace to the world.

Most cliche transmigration stories involve the transmigrated character using their knowledge of the original sotry to meddle. They hijack the protagonists plot, steal the heroine, and ultimately change the ending while spouting nonsensical lines like, I just wanted to live quietly.

But thats just garbage.

Twisting and defiling an already complete original story is unnecessary.

And besides, its much better for both me and the story if the protagonist follows the original path.

My greatest weapon right now is knowing the original story of the orthodox route. Changing it myself would be akin to suicide.

Its much better for everyone if the original protagonist defeats the Demon King as intended and ushers in a peaceful world, living quietly.

So, I lent my support. I fought alongside the protagonist and his companions, risking my life.

Once again, your words were right on point, Dian.

Could it be that Dian is a prophet?

If it werent for Dian, I dont even want to think about what wouldve happened.

The protagonist and his companions trusted me, and I trusted them in return.

And so, we were able to finally reach the Demon King.

Dian, thank you for everything.

The protagonist, with a determined expression, spoke as we stood before the Demon King.

If I die here, make sure Celine can safely return to her hometown

Dont say strange things. Just do as I instructed. Then everyone can survive. Do you trust me?

Yeah. I trust you. If I dont trust you in this world, who else can I trust?

Good. Lets go then.

The battle was fierce, with several close calls, but the Demon King was defeated with his body being split in half, just as it was in the original.

We returned safely, and the continent regained peace.

With rewards of great wealth, titles, and territories bestowed upon us, amidst the grand welcome celebration, I quietly packed my belongings and left the palace.

Dian! Dian!

As I stepped onto the bridge leading out of the palace, enjoying the warm breeze of a spring night, I heard someone calling me from behind.

Turning around, I saw the protagonist running towards me.

Dian! You were here!

Whats up? Why has the main character of the celebration left midway?

I couldnt see you, so I came to find you. But

The protagonist glanced at the bag slung over my shoulder and asked.

Whats that? Where are you going?

Im leaving. I have nothing else to do here.

Youre leaving? What does that mean? And you have nothing to do?

I smiled at the protagonists puzzled expression and explained.

The Demon King is dead, and theres nothing left for us to fight for. So, I have nothing to do. Of course, you and the others will be busy in the future.

You talk as if its someone elses affair, Dian. Dont you have a position offered by the Emperor? Are you really going to refuse?

Yeah. Im not cut out for administrative work. Being tied to one place feels suffocating. So, Im leaving.

At that, the protagonist asked seriously.

Is this also a decision made by foreseeing the future?

Hahaha! No, nothing like that. I dont have the power of prophecy. I just want to live quietly now.

Live quietly? But you

Thats why I returned the titles and territories. I dont want to be bound by the duties of nobility.

I see

The protagonist stared at me for a while, seemingly at a loss for words.

Is that so

After a moment, the protagonist nodded slowly with a somewhat subdued tone.

If thats what you want, then so be it. Youve never been wrong before.

Ive been wrong many times. Well, anyway Its time to say goodbye. Thank you for everything, and be happy.

I patted the protagonists shoulder and turned away.

Dian!

Just as I took a few steps, the protagonist called out to stop me.

Turning back, I saw the protagonist wearing that familiar, serious yet innocent expression.

If, by any chance, I ever need your help again

The protagonist hesitated before continuing.

Will you help me as you have always done?

Looking at the protagonist, I smiled and replied.

Of course.

The protagonists face lit up with joy.

Thank you, Dian! For everything, and for the future!

Waving goodbye to the teary-eyed protagonist, I left the bridge.

Everything went according to the original story. The Demon King was dead, and peace returned to the continent.FOlloow ewest stories at n(v)el/bi/n(.)com

As for the story after the ending, even I dont know. So, I cant be of any more help.

Now, Ill quietly live with what I gained from the Demon Kings subjugation.

It could be considered the best ending fitting for a transmigrated supporting character.

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Ten years later.

Dian, could you help me with something?

Oh, this is a bit

[Translator Peptobismol]