Hunter of the Perished World

Elizabeth confidently said that she killed her grandmother.

“About half a year ago. Lisa asked me to go out for a while and let me go. And don't come back until you do. I grabbed a bunch of chips and I was living there because I thought there was nothing I couldn't do... I've never seen anything in my house before. ”

Elisabeta has a deep look in her eyes that reminds her of that time.

“Gang.”

“Gang?”

“Yes, there was a line of women with slave tickets coming in. ”

Elizabeth continued to explain.

Lisa, the high shaman, was buying women's slaves through the gang. Since it was a metropolitan area, there were naturally urbanized slatters and gangs.

But they also, of course, don't mess with the city's mystical Grand Shaman. What if I'm cursed for nothing? That's why the Grand Shaman and the gang weren't face-to-face in the first place.

That's why the gang and the Grand Shaman's bizarre deal was enough for Elizabeth, who was leaving the mansion, to be surprised.

Elizabeth snuck into her mansion, where she could see it.

“In the basement of the mansion, I was raising those slaves up in the ceremony, milking their blood and bathing them. ”

“A bath...? ”

Mukali opens his eyes, disgusted and unbelievable.

“Lisa was afraid of getting old. He was about to share in the youth and lifespan of the tribute with humanity. ”

Elizabeth spoke boldly, savoring and enjoying the tea.

“And I couldn't bear to see that. ”

That's why he killed his grandmother.

“I snuck in here and performed a powerful hysterical ritual. Lisa was only emptying the basement when she made the deal, so the gangs fell apart and the slaves died together... I was close. ”

Elizabeth summoned a fierce cripple to feed on everyone here. Ramfil frowns as if he couldn't understand.

“Why didn't you use a gun? ”

“You don't know much about magic when you have the Grand Ball. Once the ritual has been performed, the ritual must come to an end in some way. If the power of the Lost Spell goes crazy, something worse may come or come. I've decided that the end of the humanitarian ritual is to call this place a freak of nature. ”

After all, the power of the dead incantation had to be used here through the artifact, and Elizabeth used the power of the incarnate incarnate ritual.

“Hefty, I've been stuck in a mansion like this. ”

“You too... Were you locked up?”

“Yeah, I don't know what's going on out there, but I don't think the weather's working. ”

“Smog all over the city. ”

According to Ramfil, Elizabeth nods.

“Oh, yeah. This place is especially messy. ”

Unlike the glorious climate, Solarium is a highly polluted city. No matter how contaminated, the weather technique by the Grand Master continues to purify the air and keep the climate warm.

That's why the factory doesn't stop. That's why this place became a ghost town when the weather technique that was purifying the atmosphere stopped. Ramfil nods because he didn't know such a veil.

Mukali was dumbfounded by the fact that Lisa Christine had gone human with her desire for youth.

“Lisa…. Like that…."

Elisabeta sighs deeply as he can't shake his puzzled expression.

“People get ugly when they get old. Lisa was just like that. ”

The more I looked at Ramfil, I thought that she was much older than she looked.

A child who feels a little different from Leona. Ramfil thought so. And it was weird that the girl was still trapped.

“Why didn't you get rid of the dysfunctional god when you achieved your goal? ”

“I need to appease the dead. She's been on a spiritual medication here ever since Lisa died. It's not over yet. ”

While the food was being eaten conservatively, Elizabeth continued to use deadly medicine to soothe her dying spells. In fact, the strong-willed and ill-mannered armor were also serving to divide the place from the outside so that Elizabeth would not be disturbed during the process.

Mukali mutters with a firm expression.

“Lisa…. If Lisa really wanted it and died without it... ”

The soul of an Archmage. What if the shaman died with hahn?

Sometimes shamans are more dangerous than demons. In fact, she went crazy trying to reclaim her youth through artificial insanity. Elizabeth nods, as if she knew what Mukhali was talking about.

“The probability of transfusion is insufficient. That's why he's been going through the apocalypse. I keep praying. ”

Just now, Elizabeth was kneeling in front of Lisa's grave and praying. He was also a ritual to comfort the dead high shaman's uncircumcised mind.

Mukhali looked at the situation where her granddaughter had to kill her granddaughter and felt sorry for Elizabeth despite all that she had been through.

“You don't have to look at me like that. I had to do it. ”

It was a face that did not even feel comfortable with grief. The girl looks at the mukali, pouring another cup of tea.

“Maybe Mukali came to Solarium because the weather stopped.... Don't worry, we'll restart the weathering once we're done with the spirits. ”

The Necromancer is dead, but Elizabeth Christine is alive. So if enough time passes, Solarium will regain his former glory. Mukhali sighs and slowly rises from his seat.

There was a problem, but it was solved, and there was nothing more he could do.

“Wait…. I want to be alone. ”

Mukali whines and goes somewhere. Ramfil looks at the back of that mucali and asks Elizabeth.

“What was the relationship? ”

“For generations, evil hunters have been patrons of the Christine family. I hear Mukali and Lisa grew up together as kids. Says the demon-hunter left the orphan Mukhali at Christine's until he was an adult. ”

It was said to be the only friend I had as a child. Ramfil tilts his head surprisingly.

“Hmm, I thought that demon-hunter might be your grandfather. ”

When she heard that Lisa was dead, Mukali was expressing the face of a man who had lost someone he loved. Lisa said while drinking tea.

“No, but I think you two are in love. In fact, she was afraid of getting old because she wasn't old. ”

Demon hunters don't get old, but ordinary people get old. Lisa thought that Mukali and Lisa Christine loved each other, and they did.

I just wasn't married.

“The men of the Christine family are illiterate. For generations, the power of magic comes down on women, and men are quick. That's why you're not married. ”

Mukali was happy to meet you every now and then to talk about the world.

But as the encounter grew longer, Lisa Christine grew older. The old Demon Hunter, on the other hand, always comes to see her in the same shape.

I don't want to see myself grow old and ugly. Because she couldn't bear to die of old age, she committed an abominable act of artificial insemination. And died at the hands of my granddaughter.

A tragedy caused by distorted and twisted minds.

Ramfil was feeling a complicated feeling he couldn't say. Elizabeth smiles at him.

“So, what do the guests with the Grand Law want? I haven't officially become a Grand Shaman yet, but I'm sure it's polite of you to listen to me since I've even broken through a powerful metaphor. ”

While I was fascinated by the other story for a moment, Ramfil had his own business unrelated to Mucali and Lisa Christine.

“We need to find people. ”

“By human, do you mean the original owner of the object? ”

She also matched Ramfil's agenda, whether she had a new mind as a high shaman or just an intuitive mind.

“Yes. He's also a demon-hunter. ”

“That's a little surprising. ”

Elizabeth's eyes widen as if she couldn't read it.

“The spiritual agenda for today is not over yet. I was interrupted by your arrival. One day here today, and I'll do what you asked me to do tomorrow. ”

“Then I'll come back tomorrow. ”

“Are you trying to get through the aggravated assault? Alone?"

Ramfil wasn't thinking about that. It was a problem to go back, but it was also a problem to come back. Ramfil did not know how to use Spellbox properly, so he was likely to get into trouble if he entered the bag again. Mukali can replace consciousness with Dark Bone Energy, but Ramfil can't do that.

If Mukali's coming with us, maybe.

“Mukhali brought you here. Mukhali must take you out." But we have to give him some time to grieve. ”

You were right. It was only natural to give an old friend a day to mourn.

But he was worried about Frey. He didn't say he would stay the day. Ramfil didn't think he'd be stuck here either.

“Can't you take off your weapons armor? ”

“Hard. The aggravated and the mutilated have already become one, so getting rid of the aggravated is like removing the mutilated. ”

In the end, it meant I had to go out with Mukali. Or Elizabeth is on a spritz and kicking out the strongest of them all.

“What's the rush? ”

As Ramfil acted like he was about to leave today, Elizabeth tilted her head.

“There's someone... waiting. ”

I don't know if I should say "human."

I'm sure Frey will be waiting. Elizabeth looks at Ramfil and smiles.

“It's good to have a place to go back. ”

“That's not what I meant…. ”

“If you know what that means. ”

Suddenly, Elizabeth speaks in a calm voice.

“Now think about the feeling of a man who has nowhere else to go. ”

Ramfil couldn't argue with the young girl's words.

Ramfil should return to Frey.

However, Mukali has lost his way back now. Ramfil already knew what it meant because he had lost it once. I didn't want to feel that awful feeling again, even if I could say it was miserable.

So, I couldn't tell Mukhali that I had to go back today.

‘One day, one day. ’

Ramfil mutters to himself brainwashingly. He's not a child. He can wait long enough.

Elizabeth rises from her seat to prepare for the spiritual ceremony, and Ramfil steps out into the courtyard first. I was forced to spend the night in this ancient mansion.

With an anxious mind, Ramfil comes out into the foggy courtyard with a myriad of flowers.

The courtyard was filled with ears that could only say it was dark and sour. It was originally this place or something, but Ramfil thought it might be an ominous projection from a dead Lisa Christine commander.

Mukali stands before a small tomb among the myriad of fog flowers.

Mukali didn't cry.

I was just staring at the memorial stone with a stiff face. Someone who was afraid of old, who was trying to regain his youth through humanity.

In front of the grave of a friend or lover.

“Oh, are we done here? ”

As Ramfil approaches, Mukhali asks for Ramfil as if nothing had happened.

“I think I'll be ready by tomorrow. I've decided to wait here for a day. ”

“Is that so... ”

Ramfil doesn't say much to Mukali. I decided to stay for a day, so I didn't want to say anything useless.

Mukali smiled and said.

“Is Elizabeth the high shaman now...? ”

The contract will stand, and he will now be with Solarium to protect the new shaman, Elizabeth. Mukhali said.

“Isn't she a mysterious child? ”

“Sounds crazy. ”

“I had to. ”

The girl's calmness and speech did not match her age, and it was abnormal enough.

“Elizabeth is a special child in Christine's history. ”

“In what way? ”

“The child was called by the Spirit from birth. ”

“If it's a spirit.... ”

“Ghost, do you understand exactly what a kidney is? When I was a child, Elizabeth was possessed by a spirit. Elizabeth's mother died as soon as she gave birth to that child. As soon as Elizabeth was born, she had to keep going. ”

Ramfil was a concept that he did not quite understand, but he guessed that it was a different level than what he usually said about ghosts.

“After the spirit was fully seated, Elizabeth knew she would speak from the first stone, she would walk, and she could write. ”

“Is that so... ”

“Elizabeth's soul is completely immersed in the spirit. When the other high shamans poured out their kidneys and listened to the spirits, Elizabeth became the spirit herself. ”

“I don't know what it is, but it sounds great. ”

“So Elizabeth is a little girl, but she also has the spirit's self and knowledge. ”

Elisabeta, who was completely trapped by the two souls, was a member of the Christine family, but became a spirit itself.