- Episode 79 of Gaiden
Episode 79 of
Gaiden It is as Cressel pointed out.
Why did such a monster appear in this land? Of course, the cause exists separately.
“how! How can those savage bastards! The being I summoned! How the hell eh eh eh eh eh.”
There are people who tear their hair out and scream.
A man with a black robe and an ominous aura and stench.
People would call him this.
“... ... Warlock.”
“Ugh!”
The warlock flinched at the sudden thin voice and turned around to find Hetia, who had been ruined in the previous battle, blocking the entrance, glaring at him.
“... ... did you do it?”
Hetia glared coldly at the warlock as if she already knew the whole story.
The approximate logic was deduced by Cressel once.
And as he pointed out, there is a culprit here, so he wouldn't be wrong.
[Because that monstrous creature wasn't born from an ordinary natural phenomenon.]
And the cause lies here.
“... ... four years.”
The witch mage glared at Hetia and narrowed her eyes. Concentrating black mana in the field of vision is probably using some kind of magic that scans the essence of the opponent.
“It’s unpleasant... ...
“Right... ... The Pessel Go guy touched it... ... Are you a test subject?”
“... ... What are you talking about?”
However, the warlock didn't seem to have much of an answer.
You've probably seen her somewhere.
Well, Hetia isn't too interested in things like that now.
In fact, Cressel had already speculated about Hetia's birth several times.
Although it was confusing, it was after I understood it to some extent.
But there is anger.
“remember. Are you wearing those black clothes too?”
“joy... ... Regarding the dirty test subject.
... ... But did you dare to interfere with my experiment?”
Rather, the black magician expressed hostility towards Hetia with a red flag.
[It's a nerve-wracking thing. It's an experiment... ...
Well, he speaks at such a low level.]
For Cressel, who prides himself on being well versed in magic, these words inevitably come out with ridicule.
Even if it was an experiment, the monster probably came out by coincidence over and over again.
Maybe it's different from the original purpose.
[Certainly, even if it continues like this, there's no way a kid like that will be able to control it. Tsk.]
However, as if the black magician didn't even know that shame, he raised blood vessels on his forehead and exploded in useless anger.
“Something that does not even know the sublimity of the abyss is talking!”
“... ... What do you know?”
Of course, Hetia wouldn't be interested in it.
“good night. This damage was replaced by the blood and heart of four years and other lesser things... ...
Whoops!”
The witch mage, who had been talking a lot, staggered and vomited a dark red mass.
Several arrows were lodged in his chest.
Even in this room, it flew accurately and aimed at his vital points.
“It fit.”
As Hetia waved her hand, the elves hiding nearby quietly nodded.
Of course, she couldn't have come alone.
At that time, Hetia properly told the other races what Cressel had heard, and they also willingly agreed to find the culprit.
“... ... Warlock.”
“To think that someone with such an ominous aura is lurking around.”
“Anyway, you mean that guy?”
“I will not forgive you.”
All of the different races, without exception, cast an angry gaze at the warlock.
No matter how much he is, he can't help but be shaken.
What's more, that black magician, to borrow Cressel's words, is third-rate.
I will never be able to withstand their wrath.
“Kuh... ... Something like this beast... ...
“Hoo? You speak well.”
“Isn’t that guy barking needlessly more of a beast?”
Rather, as if it were interesting, the warriors of the different races let out vicious smiles and drew their weapons and approached the warlock.
“... ... huh. After that, there is nothing I can do.”
It doesn't seem like there's anything you can do.
Hetia muttered that and secretly watched the man's words.
[Ha ha ha! Seeing that he said that, Hetia is quite old too... ...
Wow!]
Apparently talking about age is taboo, so Hetia throws the cressel with all her might.
It flies well.
It must be their own way of communicating. It's not a relationship built overnight.
“Isn’t that why the present union was formed right after that?”
“hmm... ... It took time after that.”
Hetia recounted her hardships in a bitter voice.
The hardships of wandering around the territory of different races. other things you've been through.
“At first it was noisy everywhere I went.”
I also experienced confrontation between each race. I didn't just watch from afar, I was directly involved in it.
Or, the opponent to fight was also a human being.
In particular, it seems that it is bittersweet for her to drive out people who are tired of human supremacy.
“It's ironic that we thought we needed solid cooperation, but it was because of those humans... ...
Of course, it seems that Hetia made up her mind to unify the different races in earnest and act as their representative much later than that.
It seems that Hetia liked them and wanted them to live together more.
That's why I decided to integrate them myself.
[Come to think of it, it was around that time that Hetia pretended to be solemn with an unsuitable tone... ... My handling got rough too. At first, I thought it was a strange time.]
“It's noisy. this fucking skeleton. In any case, the days were neither too short nor too long... ... Much has been gained and much has been lost.”
[what. Do you miss that time now?]
“I didn't mean that. what... ... Anyway, now is more important, so there is no time to look back on the past.”
“Hmm... ... Is that... ...
“What. don't you understand? Arell Ernesia?”
“No, of course, I have experienced it myself. what... ... It must have been a long time ago.”
It's not that I don't have a similar experience, but if I recall, I'll have to bring out what was buried at the bottom of my memory. There's no reason to do that now.
I nodded moderately and gently touched the surface of the window.
“By the way, Arell Ernesia? Why do you keep fiddling with that window?”
“Just for some reason, this window... ... Because it stands out.”
“Is it something like that?”
As if there was nothing strange about it, she didn't bother to ask.
It's just that one skeleton is silent while looking at me... ... .
I sent a telegram to Cressel with my mouth shut.
(So?)
(So, what do you want to ask, hyung?)
(Hetia doesn't seem to know much about that monster. Didn't you tell me after that?)
(There was no need to teach me.)
It wasn't that I encountered a species similar to that monster after that.
(... Then, of course, you recognized it.)
I stared at the window of courtesy and lost myself in thought.
A truly strange aura felt beyond this pure white luster.
but it's familiar
However, I thought it was an energy that I couldn't detect if I was here.
I thought it was an illusion, but after hearing Hetia's story. And seeing Cressel's awkward reaction, he was convinced.
Cressel seems to be trying hard not to mention the monster's identity.
(......It can’t exist in this world
......and even if it does exist, it’s a sacred creature that’s alien to it......)
Excessive sanctity is like deadly poison.
that's why i don't know
(It seems to be called variously depending on the world... but if I'll explain it to you, Mr.-san knows.)
(...a type of divine beast.) Both
simple monsters and beasts. A word that refers to an alien being that cannot be called an intelligent life.
Shinsu.
The most sacred beasts in the world and the most heterogeneous beings.
They are so rare that even I can't say for sure that I know them all.
That's right, I can count on a handful of things I've seen, and I've been born and lived in their world by chance.
That's why I can't find out any more.
(Well, don't take it too seriously, hyung. At that time, it seems that the kid accidentally bought it.) It seems that there
was no special aftermath after that.
(......Then it doesn’t matter.)
(Unsurprisingly. I can’t imagine that older brother would show such an awkward attitude.)
It seems that Cressel doesn’t know much about divine beasts either. He must have minimal knowledge.
what happened
As he said, it's been quite a while, and it's a headache to overthink things.
I quietly returned the spear to the cradle and looked away. How
a former pro
sucks honey