Hunter of the Perished World

Since the sin of trying to destroy the Church was a grave sin that was hard to repay with his life, we should consider the punishment of oneself. How to run the way to death is more important than what was already predetermined.

But the blueprint didn't want the cross to die. It was because he remembered the godmother who was always kind to him. Soon, it was a footstool in a childlike mind.

Oracle has always tried to exclude that from himself. The way young Oracle led the Twilight Brigades was to act and think in the opposite direction to his own impulse.

If there is an urge to be childish, I tolerate it.

When I feel like I'm going to cry, I force my tears to tears.

If it hurts like a scream, hold the scream and smile.

Because he felt that he could be complete as Oracle only by castrating all the impulses he felt, he was imposing a heavy responsibility on himself.

However, she is her godmother who worried about herself and tried to destroy even the Church, betraying all her faith and doctrines.

Even before he knew that faith was a lie, he had already betrayed all his beliefs, ideals, doctrines and beliefs since the moment he made the choice to search the secret room.

I didn't know if it was the right thing to do for you, but she loved you. In this situation of having to make the choice to kill such a person, you didn't want to make that decision alone.

Ultimately, Oracle's lips, which had endured everything, trembled.

Tears fall from his big eyes.

“What the…. Why the hell did you do that? ”

He shouted with a small fist.

“What the hell, why! Why did you do that? ”

This is not a reprimand.

“Why don't you ask me? Why don't you ask me? Why did you do that alone? ”

It's just screaming.

He just screams and misleads those who must be lost.

“Ugh... Ugh! I hate Godmother! I hate you!”

The pretty face trembled with its lips.

It's also pouring out its tears without lifting its head in front of the puzzling pattern.

“Sorry…. Sorry, Oracle…. It's my sin... ”

“Just stay with me! That's all... That's all I needed... ”

The fork refuses to become an Oracle, and the fork climbs into Oracle's place and then doesn't come back to see Oracle. I didn't even want to celebrate. I wanted to come by from time to time and talk and talk about my concerns.

But the godmother did not appear in front of Oracle, who accepted an early death. I couldn't do it because I thought I would pour out a sad cry when I met her.

Oracle's godmother committed an irreversible sin, and it must be avenged with her life.

Knowing that he had to make that decision, Oracle was crying in horrific tears like an animal.

And the godmother also misunderstood how her choice hurt Oracle, so she couldn't even breathe.

Conversation and communication was too late. If so, it should have been a year ago. Oracle, who cannot be an individual, knows that forgiveness is not his own. So the faint figure was trembling less and crying less with a pale face because I had to kill my mother's godmother with my hands.

Gene looks at the two eaten in tears, briefly saying.

“Hey."

“Yes…. ”

The crying old man replied without even raising his head. Jean said briefly.

“Give me a hug.”

“… Er, how could I…. ”

Are you a human enough to hold Oracle in your arms? You've endangered the Church and hurt Oracle, and you deserve it. Nothing. I couldn't do what Jean said.

“In times like these, it is necessary. ”

Conversation and communication were late.

But just because you're late doesn't mean you shouldn't. People share a lot just by hugging.

Gene was not originally a human being who could do such things.

To be precise, I could, but then I couldn't.

Now I can do it again.

That's why I was able to tell Self to give me a beautiful hug.

“Give me a hug, I'll regret it later. ”

I remember the past because I learned how to hold her again.

I regret the things I could not hold. I was fine until I met Leona, but then I realized that after I met her.

I should have hugged her back then, but I thought about the things I'd forgotten, and I knew what it felt like to smile and regret that past.

Before you regret it later, you can still confidently say, "Hug me now."

With a distorted look on his face, he stands up and hugs the weeping Oracle.

“Hehe! Hehehehe! ”

The faint figure wept as if he had waited only for that, hung on his arms and cried out in horror.

“I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm... I'm sorry... ”

Self also hugged the little Oracle as hard as he could not bear his own grief and guilt.

Gene looks at it and smiles bitterly.

Someone to hold onto now, but to think of things that were forgotten and lost.

It is because he realizes that eternal life is not a blessing.

“How did it go? ”

Leona asks as she looks at the camp coming back to the ground alone, leaving Oracle alone.

“I guess we're done here. ”

Venflower farming is all about finding wildflowers, and the culprit is caught. The death and sadness that would happen to him was now a matter of leaving Gene's hand. It was time to take the promised reward and leave.

Gene glances at Leona sparkling, placing his right hand on her head. Leona tilts her head because of the strange color of gin.

“Why?”

Although it was not good to be treated as a child, Leona tilted her head because it was unusual for Jean to do something like this.

“That's what happens when you get old. ”

It wasn't Gin, it was Ramfil. Ramfil shrugs his shoulders, staring at Ramfil in horrific glances as if he was in labor.

“Stop thinking about what you have because it looks like that of a veteran. ”

“It's so precise that I'm offended. ”

Leona tilts her head as Ramfil's words are hard to understand. But it was clear that Jean's hands on her head were warm. When I first met him, I would have hated touching my body, but now I don't. It certainly wasn't a memorable first meeting.

In a strange grin, Leona smiles awkwardly.

Gene sneers at Ramfil's words, but lays his left hand on Ramfil's shoulder. Ramfil looked embarrassed because he didn't think he would.

“But you, too, belong to one of my relationships. ”

You didn't expect to hear that, did you? Seeing Gin staring at herself with that expression, Ramfil blurted out his gaze.

“I hate to say it... ”

Leona's not the only one.

Ramfil also clearly belongs to one of Gene's embraces. It's scary to hug something.

Gene has been avoiding things in front of his eyes for too long because of the sadness that is to come. I was tired of relationships, so I ignored them and turned away.

But now that he's tired of looking away, Gene decides to hug again. Leona allowed it, and so Ramfildo entered the fence in Gene.

Knowing that I would lose it someday, I decided not to be afraid of it. Human, demon-hunter. Maybe there's a difference between immortality and immortality.

Living now does not change.

Self made the wrong choice because of his once-in-a-generation betrayal and grief, and that was the kind of thing that was unforgivable. Grief is grief, and Oracle had no intention of forgiving or acquitting his own judgment of self-sufficiency.

Since he was a child, he rather confined himself firmly to a sense of obligation and responsibility. There are no exceptions, and I am sentenced to death. She felt a false need for hope through Jean's words, and in her fancy words she knew that the boy sat in Oracle's seat at his will.

Despite her betrayal of the Twilight Bridge and her nephew Sulin, she didn't want the Twilight Bridge to collapse.

“Oracle needs to know something. ”

That's why he said, looking at the pattern as if after all the stories had ended.

“What is it?”

“Before I retired, I was headed south to look into my childhood. ”

She was a successor, which meant she could soon put monsters into a fight. That's why she travels around the realm within the Church. Soon, Wargrave was in charge of the executive duties.

But she had already renounced all her trust and faith in the Twilight Brigade at that time. I just wandered aimlessly, aimlessly. It was because I couldn't help my confused heart.

She wandered into the Malay Peninsula, where I was unknowingly a hunter cult. He explained what he had seen with a dark expression.

“They're taking out the killing chips and making weapons out of them. ”

Of course you knew what they were talking about. I only said that now because she wanted the end of the Twilight Bridge in her heart. If such a situation came up, the fork was going to run away with a fabulous pattern.

But he was talking about the threat late because he knew that the boy was there at his own will, and that he should not interfere with the mission he felt.

This was also seen as sin, so he had a guilty look on his face. When the matter of the Church was discussed, the figure asked with a calm expression.

“Don't you know why they came here across the ocean? ”

“I don't know about that. But they're burning the forest, they're plowing the ground, they're slaughtering the spirits, they're armed with guns. ”

The weapons level of the Twilight Bridge is poor. The forest was their shield against the outside environment, and the threatening monsters didn't need a powerful weapon because the guards were cutting them off.

Above all, in this extremely limited area, it was much better to deal with spirits with extraordinary colorimetric abilities than with the overwhelming dominance of firearms.

But now they cut down the forest, set it on fire and destroy everything. If it is difficult to operate a firearm, create an operable environment.

“I don't know when, but they'll come up north one day. ”

They will set fire to the forest and push up the desolate lands.

So be prepared. The Twilight Cult was at peace for a hundred years. It was a strange long peace to think about now. As there is no life without a crisis, the group cannot be sustained without one. The Hunting Worshippers and the Twilight Brigade have long maintained a surface conflict, and there have been a few actual conflicts.

Monster worshippers, monster haters. Hunters hate the Twilight Cult even more than monsters. The Twilight Cult also hates monster-haters.

But when that hatred surfaces and the collision begins, a war will only happen if one of them is destroyed. And this war was never in favor of the Twilight Brigade.

I felt guilty for telling you this, but I didn't think so.

There is still the apostle of twilight by their side. Some people are known as apostles of twilight, but they know the truth just as well as you do.

He is a demon-hunter, so he has absolute influence over the hunters. The war has not yet begun, and we may be able to stop it.