The next time I woke up swallowed by the skeletons, the surrounding area was in a white space.
The people of Samarial, standing surrounding me at the center of that white space, were bumping into countless voices of resentment.
And it was the memory of the people of Samaria, which is shown to fold together, that was shown together when the voice of resentment was heard. Broiled by fire, suffering from hunger, crying out in the rubble, forcing the sights of those trembling in the fear of death to appear.
I can't get my eyes off the sight of being slapped directly into my head, and I eat my teeth, suffering from a headache.
"Gu, uhh..."
The first thing shown was the memory of a man invaded and tormented by poison.
The man, who inhaled the poison of the evil dragon and continued to suffer without being able to rot his lungs and breathe properly, was sacrificed and his soul plucked by an arrowhead who thought he could finally see signs of healing and return to his family.
"Live more, with your family..."
"... gu...!"
The next thing I was shown was the memory of a woman who witnessed the death of her beloved family in front of me.
Having lost something important and lost hope of living, she was in love with a family she still couldn't see, captive to the curse of her soul, and wanted to be liberated.
"I just want to see you, I just want to see you"
"but gu......"
Next is the memory of a knight who fought to protect his people from evil dragons.
Having been poisoned by evil dragons directly from the front by no attack, he was miraculously plucked from his soul by the merciless king and sorcerer of what took his life.
"It finally helped. That's what I thought...... '
"... ugh."
The resentful voices of the skeletons are repeatedly slapped into my head.
Memories of those who were exposed to the attacks of evil dragons and suffered great injuries.
Memories of souls being plucked and breathless by outrageous kings and magicians.
A memory of a day that would have been happy turning into hell in a flash.
In agony, the scene shifts further.
A pile of debris full of vision, a tiny hand of coal dirt.
Lord of vision - the girl cries without a voice.
- Gggggggggggggggggggggggggggggg!!
The roar of the evil dragon that trembles the air.
When the girl fell in shock looked at the tip of her voice, the evil dragon, who looked stronger and more disastrous than in my memory, stared at one man standing in front of me, exhaling his poisonous breath.
Wearing adventurous clothing and armor, the man with a long knife and a small knife on his hips, delivered to a sheath incompatible with his appearance, was relative without being timid by the roar of the evil dragon.
- You, Hananda?
―――……
To the silent man, the evil dragon wields his big tail on the sideburn.
A tremendous momentum, an approaching tail as it transforms surrounding buildings into rubble.
In contrast, the man - pulling the same knife out of his waist as I had - went toward his tail, which would either enclose vicious power.
The rising dust and the shock that the tail would have struck a man directly strikes the stunned girl.
In the sight of the girl, who rolled on the ground to much impact, the figure of a man who took the tail of the evil dragon intact with a fist with a small knife jumped in.
- Huh!?
- System strengthening, sealing.
When a man groans so much, a sphere floats like a Kazuki magic bullet from the body of a knife he has received. Once again, the sphere returns to the knife's body, and now the body itself bears a golden light.
And the man stabbed himself in the abdomen that it would remain so when he held the light-borne knife backwards.
- Solve.
At the same time, I pull my left hand knife out of my belly, for some reason I should have stabbed myself in the abdomen with a knife, but no scratches, no blood marks.
―――!
Without a foretaste, the man runs out to the evil dragon.
Its speed is unimaginably fast from a lean body, and the ground can make a big decision every time you step on it.
To the impending man, Evil Dragon opens his big mouth and exhales his fiercely poisonous breath.
- Seal.
But the poison disappeared so that it could be sucked away just because the brave man turned his long knife patterned ass on his hips.
The brave man hits the stunned Evil Dragon in the chest with his left hand with a knife.
An evil dragon giant blows heavily into just a fist without a magic cage, dancing through the universe.
- Ggaaaaaaaaaa!?
- Rot with your own poison, chemicals.
The brave man with the knife releases the long knife and holds it in the upper section with both hands.
- Solve it!
When he shouted so forcefully down the knife, a purple disastrous shockwave ran from his body and disappeared into the sky, involving one wing of the evil dragon that danced through the universe and also cleaved the clouds.
The girl who watched the blow of a man who had even torn open dark cloudy weather, falling and falling, lost her mind as it was, with feelings similar to fear and longing, and never woke up as it was.
"Hey, who's fault? The king, Mr. Scary Dragon? Or... brave man? '
"... gu..."
Skeleton - No, they hit me with their lifetime misery.
Some people still wanted to live, others wanted to see their loved ones, resentments for leaving their loved ones behind and dying - my head, honestly, seemed to manage to be forced to hear hundreds of thoughtless voices like that.
"'I want to live'"
"'How?'"
"'It's Your Blame'"
"'Disappear'"
"'Die'"
"'Atonement'"
The resentful voices that are showered from the surroundings intensify.
Along with that, my headache intensifies and I can't stand properly. With knees and hands on the ground, hands and feet bury slowly on the white ground.
"Keep it up, if you sleep... will you be released... haha"
I don't feel like I can stand it anymore.
My head's going to burst, and I don't even know if I'm looking forward or down anymore.
My spirit was worn out when I was made to see the sight of dead bodies over and over again and every time I was asked to resent them.
You can give up now, you can make it easier, and that idea grows in you.
But...
- Shut up.
That doesn't make it a good reason to fall now.
That's what I say to the skeletons, forcing them to pull their sinking limbs off the ground, and stand up in a whirlpool.
- Huh!?
Skeletons upset by my words.
Can't you be surprised when I suddenly get up? [M]
It's definitely a dead body. My head hurts, and my consciousness is blurred.
As I slowly glanced around my feet, I exhaled a full voice that I could give myself right now.
"What do you want me to do with this? You wanted sympathy? Are you trying to tell me to keep you prisoner? Don't be ridiculous...! I won't even tell you to accept death. But hey, there's no way I can hurt Eva alive right now!"
My head hurts too much to even understand what I'm thinking and talking about.
Still, I have to be honest with myself.
"She... Eva... she doesn't know anything yet...! Spend this world in a much narrower bond and break it off as her world! Still smiling...!"
You really shouldn't want to disappear.
You should want to live more.
And yet I can't believe I'm trying to accept it unreasonably... can we talk about that?
"I wanted that kid to know the outside world! Not even a few planted trees! Not a blooming flower in a small flowerbed!! Not a single fish not swimming pond! The world I've seen so far has been so small...! It's huge out there, 'cause I want you to know I'll break the curse that binds you!!"
I know because I'm from the original world.
This world is amazing. Swords and magic, monsters, all sorts of unknowns are rolling. I was anxious to know so much about it, but I was so excited to think that something amazing was waiting for me that I would never taste in the original world.
So I...
"To keep her from dying, to keep her from ending without knowing outside...! I'll help her! I will destroy all the curses that have afflicted you..."
Slowly hold his fist up and cage his strength.
"Shut up and be saved!"
Yelling so loudly and slamming their fists all over the white ground, the Samaritan people surrounding me scratched out, and the white space itself broke into pieces like glass from the ground where they had beaten them.
My consciousness also wakes up to rise from the water.
I took off my hand holding my head, opened my closed eyes, and, at the same time, shook off the skeletons attached to my body, pushed my arms out with momentum -.
●
Shortly after I woke up, I crushed the head of the suspicious skeleton, and I looked down at the skeleton with my hands ringing.
"You have a cane and you're wearing a robe, which means this guy's the mastermind, right? Nair."
Pointing to the skull that is restoring the skull and asking Nair that, for some reason, she steps back frightened.
……
"Nair?"
"Huh? Ah, yes. He's the magician who's manipulating the curse…"
... as to why it's a tribute, I knew it would fit with this guy.
It was a distinctly different feeling than the other skeletons, and most importantly, I thought it might be because malice felt stronger than resentment.
As Nair asks me about the identity of the skeleton in this robe, Master Lucas with Eva walks up to next to Nair.
"Mr. Usato! You're safe!"
"Yeah, I'm fine. Is Master Lucas safe?"
"Oh, thanks to Nair and them, no injuries, nothing."
"Really?... er, they..."
Could there be a translucent figure around Nair and the others?
I'm a little scared because I look more ghostly than the skeletons.
"These are the royal families of Samaritan, whose curses were bound."
"... I see"
Moving her gaze at Nair's words to the only person who maintains a clear appearance - a woman who looks just like Eva, she turns to a raunchy grin similar to her.
I wasn't too surprised because I had made a prediction that the royal people who had been wiped out by the curse so far were protecting Eva when I heard from her.
"Damn, dude... how..."
"Ah?"
If you notice, the skeleton in the robe whilst cursing to see if the regeneration of my crushed head was over - the sorcerer was up.
Nair told me that he tied his own soul to the curse by being executed himself, but how could he have done that for a long time?
I get more frightening emotions than anger......
To me holding my forehead, the sorcerer pointed at me with his teeth trembling.
"Why was it bearable!? It should have been a nightmare that should never have been bearable in a regular person!"
"... are you talking about the memory the people of Samaria showed you? I don't know what purpose you showed it to me, but there's no way I know that. I shut up when it hit me. That's all."
"No, no, there's no way you can shut me up about that. What a beautiful way..."
It would be true if I summed it up succinctly.
At some point he returns to the figure of an owl and laughs bitterly at Nair for jumping on my shoulder.
If you don't understand what I'm saying, the magician who scratched his head is confused and looks around at the skeletons.
Then do it again! Go, the deceased!! Break his heart!! '
The chains connected to the skeletons' necks are strongly pulled.
But the skeletons don't move with weakness. He slowly lowers his hands and watches as if to ignore the magician's orders.
"What's the matter, you're not moving?"
"Oh, move, why don't my orders go through!? Don't you want your soul released!? '
Even bigger chains become, but the skeleton still does not obey the orders of the sorcerer.
"I guess everyone finally figured it out. What you're saying is a lie..."
'Heh, I'm kidding!! Can't believe that's happening!! There's no way these guys can make sense!? As long as they're imprisoned by the curse, these guys are just pawns waving hatred around! They can't be willing enough to refuse my orders!'
No, it's not.
I've seen their voices and their memories and figured it out.
It's not just hate. Everyone wanted to be free from the pain, so they were trying to tell someone. We kept following orders because we couldn't help ourselves with this suffering because it was painful.
"I can't speak from the outside, they're doing this now because Usat was drawn into the same spiritual world as them, where he made some kind of difference to them? That would be a good idea... but it's not a decent way to do it at a time when you're in danger of breaking your heart. The boulder is called Usat."
……
I had no intention of doing that at all, so I have trouble with people saying boulders and stuff.
But it didn't seem like it was a bad thing that I was imprisoned by the skeletons, albeit temporarily.
"There is no more soul to follow you. Break the curse here and help Eva and all the captive souls.... Nair, I'll decide."
"Yeah, let's get this over with"
Grab a fist and stare sharply at the sorcerer.
The sorcerer in my sight wandered backwards, but when his body trembled loudly, he jumped at me with a beastly roar.
"Even you, if only I could get your flesh!!"
"Mr. Usato, it's dangerous!!"
"Usato!?"
With my right hand sidelined to reassure Lady Eva and Lucas, who panic about a sudden sorcerer attack, I grab the sorcerer's neck with momentum as it is.
At the same time, a dull pain runs on my head, but such things are trivial now, so I ignore them and hoist the sorcerer with one hand.
"That degree of mental assault got used to boulders"
"... oh, this, you monster...!"
"I'm used to being told."
He's a magician who intertwines his arms in an attempt to escape his captured right hand, but his arm is weak.
"Body, even body......!!"
"My body is mine. Build your body in the next life if you want. It should be a lot easier than preparing for hundreds of years."
Saying so, he swung the mage wide with his neck grabbed and threw him thoughtfully forward.
Take the brave knife out of your hips and cover your body with healing magic and a curse of restraint.
I gripped the pattern so hard that I threw it at the flying magician on the altar.
"Huh!?"
"If you want so much bravery, I'll give it to you!"
Flying around drawing a green trajectory, the knife strikes directly at the forehead of the sorcerer without the madness of the dimensions and pierces it with the momentum to sew each sorcerer into the crystal of the altar behind him.
"Let me take back what's been taken from you! Mage!"
I put up my right fist and step out loud to the altar.
Seeing me approaching, the immobile magician trembles his body as he begs.
'No, I don't like that. I, yet... yet, do not want to disappear... do not want to end, do not'
"It's too late to regret it now!! You should have had as many chances to regret it!! If you are the culprit who created this curse, let that curse and fate be with you until the very end!!"
'No, no, no, no!!'
"Ora!!"
My fist punches the patterned head of a knife straight through the forehead of the sorcerer, shattering the head of the sorcerer with every crystal.
Moments, light overflows from crushed crystals and many human souls are unleashed into the hall.
If you look behind you, the chains connected to the necks of the skeletons that were everywhere in the room will also shatter, turning into human souls and disappearing, just like any other soul.
"Aaaaaaaa....................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................."
The shattered magician's body also turns into a human soul.
When I saw the soul of a man ascending to the ceiling with a sobbing scream, I laughed hoo.
"Come back to work out, if you're going to be reborn."
"Is that supposed to be cool? Don't you have any great taste?"
……
My buddy's scratch on me is cold...
I'm serious about it.
Nair, who stared at me with her eyes, relieved the tension and took a sigh of relief.
"This is one of Usato's lines to tell Amako and the others."
"... no, they don't yet"
"Huh?"
Say that, and turn to Lady Eva and Lucas.
They were looking up at one blue-haired woman.
As the other royal souls disappeared one after the other, the blue-haired woman - Master Eliza slowly extended her hand to Eva's blue hair and caressed it gently, with a grin that made her feel no goodbye.
"Ah..."
Then the light flows into Eva from that hand that strokes her head.
Seeing Eva rounding her eyes at what had happened to her, Eliza, who leaked a crunch and a grin, muttered something small, turning to the soul of man and returning to heaven only that she had nothing more to remember.
"Father, I... my body..."
"Huh?"
When Master Lucas rushed down to the nearby lights to illuminate that shadow in Eva's words, all the shadows he had lost more than half until he came here were back to normal.
I saw my shadow back on track, Eva sat on the ground, touching the floor where the shadow plunged in.
"Your mother helped me, didn't she?... all the time, you watched over me... oh, I wasn't unhappy at all. Your father and mother stayed with you the whole time..."
"Oh... oh, I suppose so. You are not unhappy. [M] We can live in the crowd now..."
Dear Eva and Lucas, trembling with joy and tears.
Seeing those two from a short distance away, I fall straight into the floor in relief.
This finally settles one thing.
Both Eva and the souls of the people of Samaria were saved.
"Nair, thanks to you, I picked up my life this time. And thank you for protecting Lucas and Eva while I couldn't move."
"Heh heh, thank you more. Oh, yeah. I was wondering if you could give me something to thank me for. With blood, specifically."
"Hahaha, ok ok ok"
I'm really tired this time.
It may be more than the time of the Evil Dragon in spirit.
"... glad you could help..."
That Eva was laughing at me right now with an impossible smile was more than happy for me.