Have a Meal Before You Go

Contusion

Spring Elf Leslie walked again today. She brushes her jaws and touches the flowers around her. The flowers bloomed one by two and illuminated the way.

“....... ”

Suddenly, Leslie looked up at the sky. A cheerful breeze blows in, smiling. Leslie's hair was green and yellow.

The day is getting warmer.

Beyond the warmth, a little warmth now enveloped the world.

[Good weather.]

Leese wrote that letter with her fingernails on a leaf. Then he strikes again, holding the sunflower in one hand tightly.

Summer was coming to Bahá 'h.

.

Whisperer!

The Mado Engineer of Poriner.

She was a Dwarf clan in the Darkness Valley, facing the Ring dynasty on the continent of Espan. Rarely in Dwarves are geniuses born with magical powers. That's her.

He was also a genius stone engineer behind the scenes who refined side-effective stearoids to make them perfect combat stimulants.

Choo-choo-choo-choo!

- I asked him what he was doing, Black Mamba.

Black Mamba discovered Eugene Woo's secret warehouse in the Spirit Realm. It was definitely full of cobblestones, and he wanted to know the truth.

The Whisperer I met then.

She has led great golems and pressured him.

A human-shaped Gorem walks behind her back.

A cold sweat drifts down the back of a black mamba.

- I was wondering...

- What do you want to know?

- Where'd you spend all your horseshoes? We have sent countless horsemen to this side of the world. I want to know what they were used for.

A smile spread over Whisperer's face.

- Why do you ask?

I'm also Poriner's executive. Isn't it natural to wonder what resources you've accumulated?

Blackmamba regains her composure.

I took courage and asked.

I've worked with Whisperer for a long time. She has been in charge of top-secret experiments since her time at the Awakening Society, and most of her missions have been kept strictly confidential.

I've known her for a long time, but don't know much about her. Except she's a dwarf.

Whisperer smiled quietly and asked.

- You doubt it?

Bang!

I felt like my heart was going down.

To the king of the earth. That's why I wanted to see it with my own eyes. Isn't that right, Black Mamba?

Her voice is sharp as if it were an oath. Blackmamba staggers, staggering back.

- You've seen the King of the Earth, haven't you? You must have felt his power, right? Is that why you can't trust the commander now?

- No, it's not.

Blackmamba runs wild.

- That's not it.

- Oh, yeah?

Her voice was magical.

Blackmamba hesitates to answer.

- I get it.

The black mamba narrows its eyes.

- I'm giving you a mission, Black Mamba.

- What mission?

- The final fusions are complete. I have located the Wind Spirit King, and the commander has left to absorb the Spirit King. If we succeed in absorbing even the Wind Spirit King, we will abandon this dimension.

- Throw it away?

- Yes, the deal with Ketikom is done.

Negotiating with Ketikom.

I've never heard of it.

- Fighting those pawns is a waste of time anyway. Black Mamba, just so you know. One hero is more powerful than a million pawns.

- What the hell are you up to? Our purpose? Our vision? What about the world we're trying to create? W-what happened to those things?

Choo-choo-choo!

Two more Gorems appear behind her back. Blackmamba staggers back.

- Funny, really. Innocent. The world? It doesn't matter how trivial it is, right?

Whisperer's cynical voice echoes like a screech.

- No, you're not! This isn't what I wanted.

Choo-choo-choo!

Gorems approach Blackmamba. Whisperer spoke in an office voice.

- Whether you want to or not. It's already started.

Ji-ying!

One of Whisperer's eyes became a deep turquoise glow. She smiles coldly. White teeth were uncovered and it was creepy.

Guaguaguaguaguagua!

Gorems rush from all sides and reach for Blackmamba. Blackmamba quickly dodges. Blackmamba sprints out of the palace in no time.

Idiot!

Blackmamba's eyes glide in turquoise as they rush through the wind.

Puck!

But I got hit by an attack from somewhere and crashed into the ground.

I have no memory of it after that.

I just heard a strange beep. The body does not move on its own. It just moves the way it wants.

- Something's wrong!

It only echoes in the Bones.

I was beating myself to a pulp. I don't remember, but my body does.

And the senses that came with it.

It's hot.

.

‘Hot.'

Blackmamba opens her eyes.

“Huff, huff, huff......”

This room has sunlight coming in right, and it looks like it's going to be hot during the day.

I had a horrible dream.

A dream that repeats itself many times.

He and Nightmare have escaped death.

Demonstrate all the information you know.

However, it must only begin after life in prison without promise.

Blackmamba's face is filled with despair.

Eugene Woo's vision was the future of Black Mamba. He gave up everything for Eugene Woo's future. I thought it was right.

A powerful new civilization made by evolved humanity!

We will not lose our comrades in the evolved world of humanity. I will not lose my loved ones, and I will not have to fear monsters.

To do that, I was able to throw away what I had been building.

“....... ”

So it was shocking that all of those plans were just a matter of time. Terrible things have come to my mind that I have done while being exploited.

All that was left for him to see was despair and hatred.

‘Whisper.’

And...

‘Eugene Woo. No, the First Demon King. ’

But he lost all his strength. The magical power of the whole body disappeared completely. Class 0. Everything goes back to blank paper, and the power cannot be restored.

‘I am the Dark Elf. ’

There is no class, but he is a Dark Elf.

It possesses Elvish fast movement and powerful power. That meant that even though it was Class Zero, it could cope well with some of the lesser Awakenings.

Blackmamba's eyes were piercing. Then I stuck my ear to the floor.

Cover - Cover -

I hear footsteps coming from over there. The time is approximately 2 p.m. Lunchtime.

Blackmamba gazes at the shabby plate coming through the trough window.

“Blackmamba, the belly. ”

This new assignment is a tricky one.

Blackmamba has eaten and cleaned up. Then I turned around and crawled to one side of the cell wall. The current Blackmamba is surrounded by arms and legs. They are made of steel, including magical restraining handcuffs.

The Blackmamba can now only use four fingers that stick together with their hands raised.

The four fingers point to a brick on the wall. Carefully, the brick clicks and is pushed out.

Bang, bang! Bang!

After lunch, cleaning started.

Cleaning up after those inmates over there has nothing to do with Black Mamba. Blackmamba clenches the iron chopsticks that were hidden in it.

Click-click-

As one or two bricks drift away, only one black mamba stands longitudinally, creating a cramped hole.

As the bricks escaped, the interior was covered with solid cement.

A few months ago.

Blackmamba finds, among them, a tiny crack.

Several earthquakes in the past have cracked this cement. The cracks were carefully dug with chopsticks, and the inside of the cement was made of soft material.

Blackmamba shakes her head and pokes her insides.

I stubbornly stabbed myself inside a sturdy wall. It was an act that had been going on for months.

The chopsticks are worn out, they've already decreased a lot. This wall leads to the sewage treatment plant as I listened to it whenever it rained.

Hard work that lasts for three or four hours. The gums bled and the whole body sweated.

- All right, afternoon's over!

You hear the guard yell from over there. Blackmamba moves in haste. You fill the bricks and gather the debris from the floor into one place. I spilled a plastic bowl on the other side, erased the white marks and lay down on the debris.

Brace yourself!

The door opens with a eerie hiss of iron, and the intricate guard glances over. He disappears, and Blackmamba sighs for a moment.

The sun is setting outside the window.

The sky is clear today, but clouds are coming from that side. Spring will end, and summer will begin after the rainy season.

Kugu -

Throw the debris out the window before the evening feast begins. I take a break after dinner. When the sun was fully tilted, there was a little bit of water.

‘It's going to rain. ’

His eyes gleam in the dark.

* * *

Rrrrgh! Kwaguang!

In a few days.

Indeed, there was a storm of thunder and lightning. It was the rain that announced the end of spring.

In the middle of the night, the black mamba tucks itself into a hole. I bite a brick in my mouth and crawl out the back.

Bang, bang!

The hole is small enough for the body to barely enter. I emptied myself into the hole through there, and finally got out. A large space, where there was a drainage tube.

Blackmamba's body falls to the ground. You twist and turn your body like a sleek dark elf, barely landing.

I threw myself into the wastewater tube.

I feel nauseous, but I crawl with my teeth clenched.

How long have they crawled?

Fresh air grazed Blackmamba's nose after a time that seemed like a distraction.

Fluffy!

Blackmamba exits the sewer shaft and falls into a dead pool of clear water. I feel nauseous.

Rrrrgh! Kwaguang!

Thunder and lightning struck the sky and it was a continuous rain. Blackmamba slowly rises up.

Flash-!

The lightning struck and illuminated my vision for a moment.

“.......! ”

Blackmamba saw a young man there. He stands with his spear on his back and an umbrella in his hand.

I couldn't get used to the shape, so I had to stay absent.

“Serpent Inspiration, where are you going? ”

The opponent is Magran. He wouldn't have been the enemy of Blackmamba before, but he isn't anymore.

“...... I'm going to get revenge. ”

“To whom?”

“To them! ”

“Inspiration alone is impossible. You know?”

“....... ”

Blackmamba's mouth is tightly shut. I had a lot of thoughts in my head.

Can we lose him? That's impossible. Should we fight?

Class zero now?

There is no victory.

But Blackmamba is in position.

Mahchang looks through him, and walks slowly.

“Our proposal, is it a no? ”

The Association made them an offer.

It was meant to support the Awakening of the Society. Nightmare accepted.

But Blackmamba couldn't. He left the association and turned around, doing too much. My conscience of the last words made me refuse the offer.

“Old man, you're so stubborn. ”

Makchang walked to Blackmamba. You hear the sound of a sudden rush of water.

Click-!

Magansa untied the handcuffs that restrained Blackmamba's arms and legs.

“.......! ”

Then he turns away. With an umbrella in his hand, he walks to the other side of the trench coat.

Blackmamba screams.

“Why!”

The merchant who was walking from that side turned his head slightly.

“What.”

“Why! Why! Why are you doing us this favor? Do you have any idea how many Awakened Societies have died at my hands? ”

“19.”

Magchang replied with a cool voice.

“You think that's a favor? Well, think about it. ”

“....... ”

“Don't get me wrong, Serpent Inspiration. You have to pay for your sins in a different way than others. ”

Magchang's eyes became colder.

Jubbuck Jubbuck

Mahchang's body disappears to that side. Blackmamba looks down at his free arms and legs, clenching his fists. I got it, I sharpened it.

Pot!

And then he disappeared to that side.

The End

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