Dungeon Defense (WN)

- Say something.

What did your father just say?

I have a hard face. Nothing comes to mind.

“ ……. ”

Your father's eyes.

Only black eyes filled with grief occupied all of my vision. One second passed. Maybe three seconds, maybe a minute of silence. Then I shouted, "Ah."

You shouldn't have done this. I didn't understand what was going on, but it shouldn't have happened anyway. Either way, because I'm acting right now. We have to deceive him.

Because you have to.

“Smoke. You're sleepwalking. ”

I raised my mouth.

“Your father used to say such nonsense that it was hard to understand, but today the concentration of nonsense is.... ”

My voice grew smaller and smaller. Your father's gaze. His eyes made my voice quieter. My voice was getting smaller, so I was cut off at some point. I realized later that my tongue had stopped.

“…… concentration is terrible. It's meaningless.”

I desperately made a sentence out of it.

“It's time to die, so you might as well say something." To be honest, I'm ashamed to be seen as a foster daughter. I hope you'll stop now. ”

“ ……. ”

He was just looking at me.

I mean...

“If I get old age already, I'm a good girl, and I get weak because my heart aches. It would be disappointing if it were your tactic. It was hard to understand what my father used to say. ”

Wait. That's what I said before.

I repeated the same thing. It was a mistake. That's why I'm disqualified as an actor on stage. Even if it was the same word, it had to be expressed a little more diversely. It was fine. No problem. There were not many humans who would follow my language skills.

I mean...

“...... He said that since the old days...... ”

I mean...

I don't know what to say.

“ ……. ”

My mouth is closed.

I clenched my teeth. I grabbed the Great Sword with both hands. This was a trick. I had no chance of my father noticing my acting. Nevertheless, flying the smoke was definitely just his calculated scheme.

If you test it yourself, you can easily find out.

I raised my sword high and shot down at my father. Baal's Great Sword thunders with a thunderstorm. Your father's face is where the blade runs. My sword was not a wasteland, nor was my life a lie.

He must have found a way to stop me.

That is, something will stop me before my father's head is cut off. An assassin who hides himself with invisible magic. A pre-programmed spell. There was no way to know the details of the innards, but something like that was sure to be prepared that would fit your father's ruse.

Time passed slowly. The sword I wielded is getting closer to your body.

“ ……. ”

Your father didn't even flinch. He was still staring this way.

I don't know why, Father. My sword will surely slaughter your father's head. If you don't avoid it, if you don't stop it, you're going to die in an instant. It's not just death. Death to the enemy who has driven your beloved lovers to ruin.

The blade gets closer.

“ ……. ”

Nevertheless, he didn't move. No, nothing moved. There was no one running to stop my sword. There was no magic that triggered it to stop my body. The archers are only clinging to the archers from afar.

What are you doing?

If we keep going, he's really going to die. Your duty is to protect him! Stop me now. Take care of your father, otherwise ― ―.

Now the blade is almost in his face.

If you go any farther, I will slaughter your father without a sword.

“Phew…!? ”

I desperately stopped the sword. I stopped the movement with all my strength in my arms. I guess it's because they forcefully picked up the blade. Blood lines burst from both forearms that were sharply cut by arrows.

It's not enough. At this rate, I'll reach your neck before the blade stops completely!

No! No! ’

I twisted my whole body. Even the thighs and calves that had not been intentionally empowered until now were not as spared as I am now. The wound spits blood. Excessive pain pierces the whole body.

But it didn't matter.

As long as he was safe, my body was fine.

‘Please……! ’

Do aspirations work?

The Great Sword stopped just before it reached your father's neck.

However, it was impossible to completely cut the strength. A slight blade pierced my father's skin. A red drop of blood flows from my flesh and runs along my great sword.

“Ah……. ”

I opened my mouth in a daze.

The Great Sword almost slit its throat, but he didn't avoid it. I looked at my eyes endlessly with the eyes of Zachman. His gaze became a tight net and caught me.

“Why……. ”

I couldn't lift a finger. I only moved my tongue.

“Why aren't you avoiding me? ”

“ ……. ”

“You could have really died. I don't understand. Why, why……. ”

“Daisy.”

It was then.

My father is one step ahead. I drew the Great Sword in surprise. It was because the Great Sword could hurt my father. Then he walked more and hugged me with his arms.

My head turned white as a blank sheet.

In your arms I've never felt before.

Yawin's body wrapped around me as if I were slower than a man of integrity and would collapse right now. He slightly bent his waist and hugged me. A single voice barely came out of the tight, soft, wet, cramped, but wide enough gap.

“I'm sorry I didn't notice. ”

Oh, I see.

“I didn't think I, myself, deserved to be loved. I thought I shouldn't even be loved. So I thought it was natural to be hated by you, and I deserved it. ”

Aah! Aah!

My lips trembled.

All the nerves in your body scream.

You can't do this.

You can't do this.

It was the sound of the world crumbling. What should never have happened was a disaster that had to be stopped at any cost. The sword swirled from my right hand. I couldn't catch it.

“But, Daisy. You're carrying all this weight because of me. You tried to take on something I could never carry. ”

“Ahh... Ahh... ”

“I'm sorry.”

Something fell on my cheek.

It wasn't my tears. It was your father's tears.

My father, who only showed me how strong he was anytime and anywhere, was crying, holding me in his arms.

“I didn't notice. No, I didn't. I just believe what's in front of me. There was no such thing as that in humans, but I was blinded by fiction, so I didn't look at you the way you are. Everything. It's all my fault... ”

No, it's not.

That's not it.

What I wanted to hear from you was not an apology.

I don't want to be the one to guilt you. Why apologize? Father, why are you apologizing to something else? He didn't do anything wrong. There's no reason for you to apologize!

The one who has done wrong is this world!

I have forced you to commit murder. If we don't slaughter them, we throw them into a life that we can't survive. Then why is your father responsible? Why does everything come down to your fault?

That's odd.

Invalid.

Don't get up.

I mean, I...

I'm trying to make things right.

“Me, I shouldn't have been born in the first place. ”

“ ……! ”

I pushed him away urgently.

“What are you talking about...! What, are you talking nonsense? ”

“ ……. ”

“You didn't do anything wrong! What's wrong is the world. No one wants to take responsibility, and no one wants to face them directly. There are no obvious people anywhere. There's nothing but rotten corpses. Then why should you be the only one to carry it all? ”

I cried.

Suddenly, I was crying.

“Please don't apologize to me! ”

I could feel his face crumpled. I wanted him to have a beautiful face to remember the last time. That's why I tried so hard not to hurt my face, even as hard as trying to cut through the mercenaries' tents and forcefully break through.

“Please, don't blame yourself...! ”

A torn sensation.

My smoke was detected by my father.

My drama failed.

“ ……! ”

And at this moment, I realized what he was going to do.

He doesn't hate me anymore. Then what do we do from now on? Do you think he'll give up his faith? Do you think he'll decide not to take any more responsibility for his murders? And do you think you can bear this hell with me, even if you're miserable?

It couldn't have been.

My father will kill me.

By killing me, I will put myself back in the role of the perpetrator.

“No, Father...... I can't do that! ”

It was unacceptable.

It was my father who turned into a rag just by killing Pymon. What if he kills me from here? Moreover, after my death, he was certain he would kill Barbatos as well. At the same time, your father will lose an understanding and a companion named Barbatos!

I swiftly grabbed Baal's Great Sword from the ground.

I held out my sword to my father. My right arm, already empowered like garbage, trembles.

“He can't stand it...! ”

Yes, it is.

He can never stand it.

I will destroy myself.

“Rather than allow such an ending...! ”

I felt strangled. I even tried to catch the horse, but I was strangled.

I'd rather kill your father.

Instead of sending your father to hell, I will give him a peaceful rest.

It's all right.

No problem.

I'm going to kill him anyway, and then I'm going to kill myself. I have to send my father alone to not feel sorry for him. Even though he saw it, he was good at wandering the road. You won't be able to make it if I don't show you around.

“ ……. ”

“ ……. ”

There was a strange struggle between you and me.

I draw a heavy breath and close the Great Sword. He didn't have any weapons. However, the disadvantage was this way. I was clearly aware of my disadvantages, so I avoided living even more.

He doesn't want to kill me. He wants to kill me.

I had to kill him without wanting to kill him.

My father walked one step forward.

I clenched my lip and took a step back.

“Promise me... I won't kill Barbatos." Then I'll be fine…… because I can die any way I want……! ”

“ ……. ”

And...

He smiled sadly.

It was the most desperate rejection in the world.