43 Lesson XXXI: Sin and Punishment

There was an air that was hard to describe.

It is a different sign of being able to describe every organic matter in the world, such as why it was corrupted.

- The signs are drifting from all over.

Something bad happens. Such a fatal feeling constantly boils down from the inside of me, but I cannot do anything with certainty.

(What... is happening?

The area is surrounded by silence.

Nothing strange exists.

But earlier, the alarm that was busily ringing and the interruption of his own contact with the Lord had plunged Isla into a sea of impatience like never before.

"... is that it?

"Uh, where am I?

There was a pitiful voice that did not resemble this occasion and should never have been.

"-!? You guys! Why are you here?

"I don't know -"

"I should have been with the king...... well, why?

It was the Elhul sisters who were on the spot.

She is a dark elf samurai who takes care of Takt around herself, two girls with a sad past that Isla sees most.

They should now be evacuating in the city of Minoghura along with other non-combatants.

You can't be in this place if you're supposed to be.

I also suspected for a moment that it was illusion or fake, but the information I received from Isla's superbiological five senses tells me that the two of them are real.

All of a sudden - I was forced to call on this occasion by some law.

There was no doubt that a critical anomaly was currently occurring in the progression system.

Isla's next act, judged as such, was quick.

"My children! Come and join us at once! Protect those twins now!

Call in the worms that would be in the vicinity or the spare foot worms. It spares the aftermath of a fierce battle and also orders awakening to eggs that have not yet hatched.

But nothing happened.

"Gear! And a dark elf warrior! Do you have a scout? Get over here now!

Raise your neck to the sky and contact the loud, dark elf warriors - those who would have observed earlier battles or those who are retreating to where their voices reach.

But nothing happened.

"Great King! Our leader, Ira-Takt! Answer me! Answer my voice!

Send a message to your own king, who will most trust you and show you the only way to open up on this occasion.

- But nothing happened.

"Become... why! Why can't I get in touch!?

"Are you okay?"

"Oh, what should I do with my careers...?

"Come here. Never leave."

It's as if this place has been cut off from space to space, and all the action ends for no reason.

I held the twins and thought about getting out of this place, but the moment I moved my arm, it would be erased as if those actions had never been there from the beginning by the force of invisibility.

The feeling of impatience keeps increasing.

I do not know what is going on, but I can only be sure that if we allow the situation to proceed as it is, we will undoubtedly regret it.

Inactable, so to speak. Mandatory standby state.

The twin girl looks up at herself anxiously.

At the time Isla stroked her head with those sidearms in an attempt to reassure them.

"Kuhihi! Kuha! Gahahahahaha!"

In all directions, it was the deafening laughter that moved the stagnant time.

The Lord of the Voice is forward. That voice color is something I remember hearing earlier.

Isla, who instantly judged the matter, moved unlike its giant...... Lord of Laughter with the same agility that Kamakiri had when hunting for his prey - piercing Fremine.

"Yes, too bad. You're not going to die."

The man who should have died answers.

In fact, the man's torso has already been torn in half, and the skull has been completely destroyed by the attack unleashed.

Still, nevertheless, Fremine was speaking plainly.

Isla unwittingly distances herself from that anomalous phenomenon.

"Why...... sure, I should have killed him!

I'm stunned, I accidentally lack calm.

Circumstances where tact instructions are not available. I don't have clear guidelines for my behavior, I just waste my time and get wolfy.

The brittleness of the Eternal Nations-derived unit, which became a sort of isolated helpless, had become evident when it came here.

"Oh, he's dead. Yes, he's dead. I'm dead for nothing, asshole."

Fremine's body speaks up.

Its skull is cracked, its brain marrow spills, its eyes stick out and stare into the void.

Death is inevitable no matter what creature it is.

Even the undead would be forced to stop their activities.

But still, the man was speaking plainly.

"Hey... I was right about you. This world is shit. It's a shitty world living a shitty life, believing that chunks of shit are alive."

Ignoring the monologue, Isla pierces Fremine's body with another agile move.

But this time an incredible force field broke out, and it was as if any more corpse damage had prevented that attack just from happening out of schedule.

"Ha! I can't kill you... No, well, you're dead! Hahaha!"

Fremine laughs. The body laughs.

For the first time in this world,... no, Isla can't figure out who it is for an event she's never even experienced in Eternal Nation.

Perhaps Tact could have guessed the reason for the current phenomenon with that insight, but there was not so much she could do now that the means of asking her own king for instructions were sealed.

"Mother..."

"Duh, what do I do? Well, if there's anything I can do to help..."

Dark Elf twins anxiously scowl at Isla.

These two are non-combatants.

It doesn't have a phenomenal defense, like Isla, or an extrajudicial resilience.

A little hurts and dies lightly. Such a fragile life form.

Makes Isla more anxious than that fact has ever felt before.

But my mother pushes and kills all of that anxiety and speaks kindly to both of us.

"Oh, you're two worrying people. It's okay. You can rest assured if you stay here. I won't let you two..."

But reality is always cruel.

No - you might be right to describe the story as always seeking tragedy and the epic accents misery...

Things were definitely persecuting.

"Hey! You can cry! Beautiful! Love! All right, I've made up my mind! I knew we'd make it those two! That would be the best, wouldn't it? Hey, bucket thing."

At first, I didn't know what the word meant.

But then, for the first time, I understand the meaning of words.

Two girls somehow approached Fluffy and Fremine's body away from Isla's chest.

The behavior was even natural, as a matter of course, forcing a blank of thought for a moment, even with Isla, who had stretched his whole nerve around vigilance.

"What are you doing! Stay hidden! Why did you come forward!?

"Oh, uh? No."

"Behold! Why?!? My feet are on their own!

Isla screams, hands up.

The twins rush into their feet and retreat.

All of that ends up in jail.

He mocked Fremine for distorting his crushed jaw as he captured the approaching twin figure with a lost eye hole.

"You can't fight it, can you? You can't turn it against me, can you? Look, I'll tell you what's good now. - A loved one of Temehe dies. Definitely die. No matter how strong you are, no matter how great you are, no matter how important you are, you will always die. Oh, yeah, you're gonna die. You got that? If you know what I mean, say hi. Smile."

At this point Isla had gained certainty that this was derived from some sort of gaming system.

The character of Mynogura is influenced by Eternael Nation's system.

It added the Dark Elves to its own faction and was able to influence non-game beings as well, as it was able to rewrite the Spirit to evil attributes.

If so, vice versa.

It was clear that the system of Brave Questas, from which Fremine originated, was ruling the place with some law.

That said...

"Stupid! Why is this happening! Impossible! That's not possible - impossible!

Such lawlessness. Isla couldn't accept it in the end.

Power is everything in their world.

That is true of simple force and combat, as well as forces that do not have a direct form of intelligence or financial power.

The only law is the ineptitude that what has power can get everything through its own will, and what does not have power is just taken away. It is a simple but therefore absolute law.

That is why I could not tolerate the phenomenon that is happening now.

It is easy to speculate that Fremine's death is causing this phenomenon.

But it was Isla who won the battle. If she should have shown strength, if she had to find herself in such a critical situation, what does fulfillment mean by power?

If fate is determined from the beginning, what the hell is victory?

"Hey, well, I feel a lot better too. There's definitely something about how much scratching can't help. But if you can distort Temé's face, then you can have it, and I think so."

Nor does Isla willingly intervene in the delightful stirring complaints emanating from the shattered face.

Now was not the time.

Now that I can't make contact with my king and mentor, Takt, it's precisely because Isra was the only one who could save the two girls in the abyss of death.

She tortures and ravages her muscles to the limit to counter the invisible forces that bind her.

But it's impossible.

"Guh! Guh! Gahhhh!! Don't think I can tie this Isla up with something like this. Ahhh!!

"Look, bucket thing, I'll tell you the last good thing. Listen up, I don't... I don't know how this shit works..."

There is a reason in the world that can never be overridden, no matter how it is raised.

That's what......

"I'm calling it a compulsive event."

It was the identity of a desperate situation that was now progressing steadily.

"... I don't know what world Temehe came from. I just know it was a freer world than me."

The man's voice was somewhere ambitious.

The intense impatience and its voice, which resonates well to the ear, even in the midst of passion, seem to be strange and sympathetic, and Isla unwittingly listens to the words.

"But you know what? The world is set with events that are absolutely inevitable. We dolls can never escape that fate. One thing you can do - just give up."

I don't know what he's seen so far.

And I don't even know how to lift it up and eventually give up.

But Israelis could not accept it because they pushed it.

It couldn't have been possible to snort that it was destiny.

"Mother... what do we do?

"Isla, Mother! Please help me..."

There's no way I can put the two of you in front of me and give up or anything.

Because she is my mother and it is my dear daughter who asks for help.

"Aaaaaaaa!!!

The blemishes and muscles lift the blemishes.

The lost power of the destination is raging in your body, the outer skin of strength beyond steel is cracked and green blood is overflowing.

But still, Isra will not loosen its power.

"Oh! That's right! It's important! I want to protect you! You can't miss it! Hang in there! Hang in there! Maybe a miracle will happen! Well, I've never seen anything like that before!

Fremine's body, and the twins.

The distance spread in between seems to be the hourglass of the death sentence, stirring up a sense of crisis as if the girls were to announce an inscription on each step forward.

"I can't. I can't... Come here, Dokan, that's it. I'm supposed to feel like I'm closing in on the brave guys, but they do the details right."

Two girls turn their faces toward Isla and their eyes cross.

Was that the behavior that was set as an event to be fulfilled, or was it the last resistance shown by the two people who realized that only the upper body would move......

But Isla turns to the two frightened girls, with a gentle smile.

"It's okay... I'll definitely help you"

Desperately invest in your immobile body and test every ability you have.

I spin my thoughts desperately wondering if there is any way to open them, but I get more irritated by answers that never come out.

"Oh, and always this one! You're just stupid! You have a will, a belief, and that's how you mistakenly think you're moving the way you want!

One step.

"And brave men! And the Demon King! Everything! I don't even think I'm being deceived! It's a playground comma, and you don't understand that if you don't get what someone wants, you can easily get rid of it!

One step.

"That's enough, right? Even if it's easier now, that's enough, I've worked hard enough. I did my part!

Another step.

"Fuck off! What the hell? The boss inside! What a player! Make a fool of yourself, too! So what is it? Am I gonna die for the tale of the brave? I'm not kidding!

Walking towards the end of the day is approaching.

There is no longer anything to hear Fremine's monologue.

Both Isla and the Erhul sisters, and even Ira-Takt, who perceived the anomaly on this occasion, were doing their utmost to avoid the confirmed tragedy that would come after this.

Do you understand that you have nothing to listen to, or that you can no longer think decently with anger, Fremine's curse was unleashed against Nanica, who is not here.

"So is Temehe! You're asking! You're watching me anyway! What's 'Kill all the games and you'll be free'! I didn't mean to do that from the start!

Of course, none of those who could afford to hear the words were on this occasion.

No... maybe there was only one person listening.

But there is no way to confirm it.

At least it was an impossible story for the participants on this stage.

"So this is the final chapter! Take Temehe and the others to this damned hell. Your precious kids are on the road! You're asking me, Takudou-sama! You're a player too, aren't you? Were you with him, reading our story somewhere? Seeing as if I was desperate to fight a brave man, you thought," If I knock this boss out, I'll have to get new gear "?

No one answers.

"You're kidding me! I'm here! I'm alive here! That's why! This is my best harassment! I'm gonna kill your favorite right here! I don't know because this is such an event!!

Fremine was laughing. I was just laughing off like crazy.

There is no shadow of a man once said to be cunning and cruel, but only the sorrow of a wretched man who cursed his own destiny and despaired of his life.

I no longer even know if this behavior came out of his heart.

All I could tell was the fact that things were going exactly the way he wanted them to.

Eventually, two girls arrive in front of the body.

Its face is distorted by fear of death and tears are spilling from its eyes.

A temperamental career, of course, seemed that way even for Mary, who did not normally reveal her emotions very clearly.

Cursing our own fate, the girls who should have always wanted to die are frightened and frightened before death.

No...... because I've learned about the pluckiness of my new family and the kindness of my new mother.

It made me horrible to die.

It was too much in contrast to the man in front of him who, likewise, cursed his fate and, finally, the understander did not show up.

Katiri. And a sound with some kind of flag rang.

No one will hear it, no one will understand it, but the end of the day will tell you that your destiny has been confirmed.

Death comes to all beings equally.

Despair comes equally to every being.

They are treated separately, even if the other person is a bucket out of the imaginary range.

You can never escape.

"Wait - wait! Wait!"

Isla makes a scream similar to a scream with a glimmer of hope.

"I don't like it! Absolutely not! Only Temeh! I hate Temehe! I hate Themé and the others! So it's my last giveaway, thanks for accepting it Gahahahahahahahahaha!!!

But reality is heartless.

"" My mother. ""

Fremine glistened for a moment, and the explosive flames enveloped it all with so much heat and devastation that it was hard to exhaust to the brush tongue.

The area turns ashy, the wind with heat storms and blows everything away.

The earth that has already been plowed up is dug back again, and the soil and dust that have risen cover the sun and bring about darkness like midnight.

The fragments and pieces of wood pour down upon the earth like rain, and the burnt air sways with ease and quiet.

Eventually there will be true silence, and no one can remain a winner......

The ordained fate ended spinning its story with no doubt dimensions, as ordained.