CH 381

Rose’s vine wraps around the burning arm of the Weakest Seventh Seat, which is still holding the bone knife.

It wraps around it multiple times, like it’s covering the whole thing, but of course, that doesn’t erase the purifying light.

In fact, purifying light starts leaking through the gaps in the vine, and I see smoke as it starts to corrode the vine.

“Rose, don’t overdo it! Ahri, we’re falling back for now.”

“Understood! I will stay in front!”

The effect of her skill brings the spear back to her hand as she responds, and the monster the spear pierced disappears, exactly like the reincarnated people.

Does Zwei have some of its underlings among the subordinates of the Weakest Seventh Seat? That means they were watching.

Rose’s main body returns to the scroll, leaving only the part corroded by the purifying light. Then I get on top of Seilook, followed shortly by Ahri.

Seilook then quickly takes off, and flies away from this place.

That was close.

I see a monster charging in to try to save the Weakest Seventh Seat, and then its corpse covered with flying sparks of the purifying light flying right through where we just were, before it falls and rolls on the ground.

But we don’t have time to stay and watch. Even as Seilook is gaining altitude and taking us away from here, purifying light is still burning Rose’s vines. Every time one is burned, Rose wraps another one around the arm of the Weakest Seventh Seat and the knife, holding them so they don’t fall.

All while it eats away at its body.

But it doesn’t look like it can keep this going for long either. The purifying light is slowly traveling through the vines and approaching the scroll from where Rose was manifested.

“Rose won’t hold at this rate. We need to land and take care…”

“Master Rust, this area is still dangerous!”

Ahri stops me. There are fewer now, but there are still many monsters in the sky.

“We should cut the vine and abandon the arm…”

I propose that we give up on that chunk of meat from the Weakest Seventh Seat, but Rose uses its remaining vines to deny that suggestion.

It moves them around, like it’s saying it’s still all right, even though it’s obvious it really isn’t.

That said, Rose put itself in danger and actually lost parts of its body to secure this chunk of meat from the Weakest Seventh Seat.

“Yes, giving up now would mean Rose’s sacrifice was in vain.”

I whisper while taking out my twintail horn knife.

“What are you thinking of doing, Master Rust!?”

I move the scroll in a way that the arm covered in purifying light comes near me.

“Rose, I’m going to prune a bit.”

I hold the twintail horn knife in my left hand, and Rose shrinks back the vine being corroded by purifying light, before I sever it in one swing.

The arm hovers in the air for a moment before I catch it with my right hand.