Chapter 40: A Certain Man's Diary 3, The Last Soliloquy That Couldn't Be Written

Chapter 40: A Certain Man's Diary 3, The Last Soliloquy That Couldn't Be Written A Certain Man’s Diary 3, The Last Soliloquy That Couldn’t Be Written

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......I let my guard down.

I was sure I had killed him.

Maybe I’m getting old.

Blood spurts vigorously from the wound I received from a deep diagonal slash.

I can no longer stand and fall to the ground.

What happened to Emi......

Struggling just to move my eyes, I see that Emi is safe.

She is launching a 【Stone Throw】 at that cult leader.

A thunderous roar echoes.

......Ha ha, Emi, that sound isn’t something a 【Stone Throw】 can make.

That baldy is definitely dead now. I can’t confirm it, but.

“............Master”

Emi, probably having dealt the final blow to the cult leader, rushes over to me and struggles to stop the bleeding.

I appreciate the sentiment, but I’m beyond saving.

Moment by moment, I can feel my life slipping away.

“Master... Master, Master......”

Ah, Emi.

My beloved disciple.N/nêw n0vel chap/ers are published o/n n0v/e/(lb)i(n.)co/m

My dear, dear... “granddaughter.”

Don’t cry for me.

This is a fitting retribution.

Rather, it’s about time retribution came my way.

Such a man should die quickly.

Ah.

But, sorry, Emi.

Your training has ended midway.

I wanted to teach you more, to train you more.

But well, you’ll be fine, Emi.

You’re a genius.

I’ve taught you the basics.

From here on, you’ll grow stronger on your own.

My consciousness is getting blurry.

Lastly, Emi, just one more thing.

“............Han, g in, there......”

Ah.

These are my last words.

How lame.

Unsatisfying.

Well, it’s okay.

Emi.

In the life of my beloved disciple.

In the life of my “granddaughter.”

May you have much happiness.

At the moment of death.

For the first time in my life, I prayed to God.