Green Skin

I didn't feel pity or heartache. He had nothing to do with me in the first place, and I saw his face once. That was all I could think of, a stupid woman who made a foolish choice by making a single mistake.

She is talented and smart. I don't know, but she would have been watching her quite politely in the north or east, and she would have had hopes. This community does not exclude newcomers. Rather, it is advisable to anticipate and to conduct various social activities to the extent permitted.

Not just humans, but me, too.

The original Kim Tae-sung was also quite talented, but he was very friendly with the things that could be used after meeting relaxant dragons.

I use everything I can with relationships with many people. Holding Jane in your arms will not have that effect either.

But this woman turned her back once. I did not feel a personal grudge or a lot of anger, but I was not stupid enough to accept someone who turned away again.

"Traitor"?

If you say, a little grandiose expression. But she lost the community she belonged to. I don't care if they were intoxicated by the great cause of freedom and peace that I'm risking for value, or if they really felt the current continent was wrong, or if they simply moved for their own benefit.

Choices are responsible, and it is time for Jinhee to be dismissed for her choice.

“Sal, help me... somebody... please! Please!!"

He tries to crawl into the ground somehow, but the rest of the troops are still waiting for him, too. I was reaching out for help, but naturally none of them held her hand.

“I don't know if they're just scared or if they think you're a stranger, but they've lost you. ”

“Ahhhhhh!! ”

I didn't even have to move by hand. I have control over all the blood already here. As you raise your hand, the thorns of blood begin to stick to one side of her leg.

“Ahhhhhhh!!! ”

The expression "spear" is not a thorn, but the size of one leg is even more suitable. It's not enough to drill a hole. There are more flesh points that are more distant than sticky skin. Whether she had abandoned her will to live or was immobile, Jinhee held her legs in place.

“Ah... ah... it hurts... it hurts! Help! Help me! Please, it was a mistake. Blood Dagger, please…”

The face on the ground is covered with tears and snot.

“If it worked out the way you thought it would, it would have been me, not you. You must have remembered the possibility, too, to join this war. ”

“Ow... Ow... Ow... Ow! ”

“But I am merciful. If you can crawl all the way to that place with the sword in it, you might want to consider it. ”

Visibly improved face. From her perspective, it must have been an unexpected mercy.

“Thank you, Sense. Thank... Thank you. ”

In my words, Jinhee began to move on the ground with an improved expression. Moving without one foot and arm made her forget she was a human being. It looks like a worm.

“Oww... it hurts... ughugh...”

But it can't be painless. It is not a situation where you can move your arms and legs, your whole body, to the place I told you about. The wound is swept and moving the body induces bleeding. Probably on the ground... regretting it. She'll be regretting her choice while she's on the move.

He must be thinking about why he made such a choice, what he had to lose, and why he put his greed in the wrong fountain. Those who are watching what is happening here quietly know that.

Others frown and stare at him as he slowly began to crawl. When the scars on the ground were wiped out and screamed, they frowned as well, and there were some who cheered as they advanced over the fallen corpse.

It feels like a little time has passed.

The target was just the front and back of her nose, but her movements are quite challenging.

‘Just a little further and we can live. ’

It seemed to say. "

“Ahhhh... It hurts... Ugh... Just... just a little more...”

A voice that resounded in this battlefield began to come very, very unrealistically to me, and I raised my mouth in the image of humans swallowing and gazing at my senses. In the meantime, she's moving on. Gears up to where the sword is, reaching for what it wants.

“Living. ”

“Shhh... Shhh... Shhh...”

However, after every groaning, the body lost its power. The hand that reached out to the ally falls to the ground as if it had been weakened, and the eye loses its light. Your body is cold and you can't even hear your breath. A body without even a pulse.

The expression "I'm out of breath" fits best.

There was a strange silence in the gut.

“................................ ”

“..................... Ah... ugh...”

Things are a little different from before. Their eyes also began to sink heavily. Of course I have to. They saw it right in front of us. In a play called the battlefield, I watched in great detail the breathlessness of a human being as an audience, not an actor.

I stepped off the stage and saw in great detail what death was like, how miserable it was, how insignificant and easy it was for a human life to die. This is a little different from death as an actor on stage. It's a little different than being struck by a blind knife, bewitched, or seeing a colleague snap his neck. If the former is unrealistic, the latter is a little more realistic, a little more human.

Simply killing brutally isn't that bad, but it's also not that bad. It gives me more time to think and reminds me of things I haven't finished yet. It reflects a little more on death and makes me think about the value of life.

Dreams, family, home, hometown.

“Ah.......”

And the rest of your life.

Everything disappears. If you die, what is left behind disappears in a moment.

“Sal... save...”

Someone mutters in the place of silence. But he didn't spit it out, either. I was just quietly staring at Jin-ah's corpse in front of me. I slowly opened my mouth in the middle.

“Freedom and peace, very good words. Greenskins who enjoy fighting know what that means. But I also know that it's very hard to get. We have nothing to do with you shouting for freedom and peace. It doesn't matter to me that you live your own lives according to their values. ”

“............... ”

“But it doesn't make sense to try to inject us with your value. It doesn't make sense that they held a sword against us for their values. For freedom and peace, for freedom and peace, you have raised your swords. How contradictory this is. For freedom and peace, I will die and kill with others who have nothing to do with you. ”

“.......... ”

“You will die fighting endlessly. I understand to some extent why you raised your swords for freedom and peace. But irresponsible freedom and powerless peace are fiction. Look at you now. Look where is free, where is peace, who is fighting for, and what ideals you are fighting for. The only one truly free is the one beyond the wall. ”

“....... ”

“This is the only one up there watching you die. ”

As soon as I raise my hand, the weapons that make up the Iron Throne begin to stick to the ground. The fascinating chairs that Jang Ye-ri gifted are made in no time. I slowly began to lay down the Iron Throne.

Suddenly, they were staring at me in a chair. Anne, the redhead, is still looking at me, not knowing which side to sit on. It's so fun to move your fingers this way. It was a silly expression, but I opened my mouth again, touching the Iron Throne.

“It is the end of a hundred people to save. ”

“Well... what. ”

“I told you that saving lives is the end of a hundred people. I originally tried to use others, but I changed my mind. Thank the redhead. Time to take responsibility for your actions. ”

“............................ ”

You know what I'm talking about. The people here are not so stupid. The atmosphere that was sitting heavily, those who were looking at each other, and those who were thinking about keeping their bodies quiet began to notice.

“Well... D-don 't be crazy. You monster! ”

“Too bad.”

Brave humans that do not compromise like that exist everywhere. I cannot say that I am a bad type of person in that I give hope to others, but I am also unnecessary if I look at what I do. As you raise your arm, the blood on the floor slowly begins to rise into the air. If there's so much to use on the floor now, Dye is better than Leviathans.

The liquid rising in the air slowly began to take shape. If the worthy ones die, it will be a loss, so it will not be bad to adjust their strength.

The place where all the blood that came to mind was precisely where it was headed. He was the first one to say the final word. Of course, those around him started falling away somehow to get out of range.

The blood thorns, not only him, but all the others around him were swept away. The same hell begins to rise again, creating another scar in the blood, and the blood from that scar makes its surroundings hell again.

“Aaahhhh!”

“Gaaaaaah!”

All sorts of screams go into my ears, but I'm not impressed. I thought it was a lack of humanity, but it was only a short while before I thought about it. Simply tease the hand mechanically.

“It's going to take a while, so I'll give you a little help. ”

“Aaahhhh!! Run!!"

“Fuck, fuck! Run!!"

I thought it would look like that. Blood on the floor begins to pour out indiscriminately on the humans again. But it is meaningless struggle. Jung Yeon's plants, already filled with ice walls, never let them out. Rather, while swallowing humans, the monster in front and the blood behind.

I started to look at Anne with the red head, raising the tail of her mouth, as if she could see with fire what choice those who could not go.

A face that looks very complicated, but what remains subtle, is a relief.

“Freedom and peace, bullshit. ”

I didn't think the answer would come, but the person next to me was still clapping his mouth.

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