Hunter of the Perished World

Rampil also knew that killing Charlotte, the enemy's enemy, would change the course of the war.

However, Ramfil was never pleasant to meet. The situation itself was awkward, pointing the sword at Charlotte, who could not be called a savior.

That's why.

“Go.”

“! ”

Ramfil mutters coldly toward Charlotte, and Charlotte opens her eyes.

“I owe you nothing. ”

Despite her obvious insulting remarks, Charlotte was the one she needed most. Above all, Ramfil now knew that the lives of his allied power, Galahad, were more dire than dealing with Charlotte.

I don't know how, but saving Galahad was more important to Ramfil.

“I wouldn't thank you either. Ramfil.”

You didn't ask Ramfil for an apology, and Charlotte didn't say thank you either.

Charlotte starts to slowly retreat, and Ramfil sees her slip out of sight and fade into the storm at a fierce rate.

Charlotte gave Ramfil the Terraframe Protocol, and Ramfil betrayed that grace and put a sword to her.

Ramfil lets her live with enough control over the enemy's enemies. Ramphil knew that it was an act that should never be done in this extreme situation of war.

But Ramfil had no choice but to do so.

The next time we met, we had to do it now to fight to kill each other without foolishness.

‘Hypocrisy.’

Ramfil curses it and decimates his actions. You blew a huge opportunity in your personal debt to fight under the undead commander.

We don't need people on the battlefield. Ramfil realized that what he did on the battlefield that required only tools would be greater sacrifice and death.

But the hypocritical dice have already been thrown.

Regardless of what the outcome may be, Ramfil realized this cheap hypocrisy would be even more troubling to him.

But Charlotte has already fled to an untraceable distance.

“Are you all right?”

“You…. Jin's …."

Galahad stares up at Ramfil with his half-broken body.

“I'll take you to the doctor. ”

“… you…. You think a doctor can cure me? ”

The collapse has already begun. Galahad was the best aware of the situation that he couldn't live with, and Lamfil realized he was too late.

A dying nightmare.

Ramfil knew that there was nothing he could do for Galahad, who was humbly or fearlessly accepting death.

I just met him for the first time today. I could not mourn it, nor could I grieve it.

But Ramfil had some experience leaving many of his comrades behind.

Lamfil, who had lived emotionlessly, had only one word to say to his comrades when death was certain.

“Is there anything I can do? ”

“ ……. ”

Galahad didn't feel any emotion of seeing his own death as it was the first cyborg encounter today.

Rather, I was surprised that his death faced someone who was neither an enemy nor a friend.

“I don't think I can hold out much longer.... ”

Galahad struggles to speak out. Galahad thought of Gene.

A demon hunter who became the new master of blood but refused to accept himself.

The owner chose my own death, so there was no reason to hate Jin. However, I waged a fight against him because I wanted him to be the new master of blood. And lost.

But now Galahad knows.

Even if Gene were to become his new owner, he would miss Ashfile.

‘Is it better.... ’

I felt lucky that Gene didn't rule over him. I didn't feel like seeing Gene last. Galahad quietly looks at Ramfil, looking down at himself in the rain.

It was better.

Lamfil was able to grant the current wish that the Allied forces would never heed.

“Can you give me a ride? ”

“… What? ”

“I literally need you to give me a ride. ”

Ramfil didn't understand what it meant, and Galahad muttered to himself.

“I don't want to get up again. ”

Then Ramfil found out what Galahad was talking about.

If you are Azura, you can awaken Galahad with the power of a commander. I don't know if I can sustain the power of life, but even the death of an ally would bring Galahad back to life.

So, I asked him to burn himself to ashes. To never wake up again.

To embrace death intact. On this battlefield where not everyone can die properly, it was the only blessing.

Galahad mutters as if he had sensed something.

“All that remains, may you bury me in the worst place in the world. ”

“I'll look into it. ”

I don't know where the most terrible place in the world is, but Ramfil knew he had to do it from the standpoint of watching her die.

And I also knew that I was going to go somewhere horrible.

Ramfil took out the L20 silently and fired the laser. Looking at the blazing laser saber, Galahad was not afraid.

However,

Shoot me!

The weather is not suitable for blowing in the wind as ashes.

The self will be carbonated, not ashes, and washed away in the rain.

‘I don't even resemble your death. ’

Ramfil stabbed Laser Sabel into Galahad's chest to enforce Galahad's complete death.

Seeing the flames of the laser consume her body, she quietly looks up at Ramfil.

When the reinforcements arrived, along with the stormy, brutal dawn, they could see the half-blown Islamabad outpost.

The blood has been washed away by the rainfall, but not to the ruined encampment. Bodies were everywhere, and Castle, especially the executives, was scattered all over the place.

Enemy Enemy Enemy Enforcer strength was unparalleled to your Enemy Enforcer. That's why the battle damage was significant. Above all, this was the first battle in which gunships were properly deployed, and the Allied forces suffered enormous damage in exchange for seeing the benefits of gunships for the first time.

Leona stares blankly at the collapsed encampment in the pale dawn, standing over the collapsed wall.

I'm used to death. I've been to war. But in the Battle of New Delhi, there was no time to look at the heat of the fight.

That's why it was Leona's first time not to look at the signs of battle.

Leona fought her own battles and killed three enforcers. But this overwhelming destruction and death was literally surreal.

Survivors have been put into restoration work, including collecting the bodies and cleaning up the debris. Most of the executives were dead, but the reinforcement commander was taking over the field command and repairing the garrison.

Leona continues to gaze at the collapsed encampment with bloodshot eyes, just as she tries to see which land she's standing on.

There is no turning back. I have to go ahead.

Leona continues to hypnotize herself, saying the same thing over and over.

“It's been a while, Jean. ”

“It hasn't been that long. ”

“Yes, it is. ”

The transient nods with a firm expression. Originally, he would have talked cheerfully with a false laugh, but now was not the time. The reinforcements dragged armored vehicles, chariots and munitions across the mountain. But it sure wasn't a lot of numbers.

The core of the reinforcements was the infancy rate. It was the key of the backup operation to pour ultrasonic velocity into this area and pour out the booze of the storm. As a result, fewer steps were taken, and the support operation was successful.

However, the success of the operation does not change the amount of damage done to the garrison. But considering Srinagar and Islamabad's streets, the supersonic rate was quite fast.

After finishing the initial preparations for the landslide, he left the work to the field personnel and came to meet Gene.

“A hundred enforcers and a hundred and fifty gunships... ”

The ultrasound mutters as if it were frightening. It was a massacre. But Gene laughed in relief.

“You took care of the situation yourself. ”

It was impossible to move forward, Ramfil, to overcome the situation. I couldn't stop them from dying, but I couldn't turn them away. However, the ultrasonic rate pushes the enemies back with meteorological action. So, admiring each other's power was nonsense.

I bowed my head to Jinn because I knew that Jinn and Ramfil had helped this battle a great deal.

“Thank you for your help. ”

“There's no need to thank each other for agreeing what we want. ”

I think command is the enemy after all. That's why we have to do the same for the defeated party and the Allied forces. Gene looks up at the collapsed wall, inside the castle. I could also see the aftermath of the transient.

I can't see his face, but Leona's hair is blowing in the wind, looking at the garrison.

“I don't mean to sound like this, but congratulations. ”

“Yes."

“You've changed a lot. Leonardo.”

Just by looking at the back, I could tell a lot about the supersonic rate. In his rear view, he felt the suffering of Leona who had lived face to face with the world as it is.

Originally it was Leona who was reluctant to say what I had to say, but in my ultrasound, Leona was clearly different from the past.

At that time, Leona, who was just trying to be vicious, now seemed to be able to stand up for herself without showing off her victories. After experiencing a process that must be called growth, Leona felt a strange sense of gratitude even in this situation, after a long time facing her.

“Asura?”

“There was a bucket of prime ministry. ”

Enemies raided Islamabad while also storming the headquarters in Srinagar. It wasn't big, but I stayed at the main base to deal with the raid, and only the infancy was coming here.

“I see.”

“The average power difference is too great. Our pros and cons are unique, but our limitations are clear. ”

Laser weapons rarely work on enemy enforcers. The enemy has taken out the card of the spleen now, and that is why Islamabad has suffered tremendous damage.

This battle was an obvious defeat, even if you pushed your enemies back. Subsequently, the entire military could be reorganized. The command tried to outrank science with a power surge that would never have been a shaman, and it had a clear effect.

This means that most of the power from the Central Asian military, which is dominant in laser weapons, has been rendered useless.

Now that the enemies have issued their spleen cards, their choice is clear.

“They're after the fast rope. ”

“I suppose so.”

I'm sure the troops won't give you time to reconfigure the weapons system. Enemies would try to wipe out their enemies at will with overwhelming advantage.

But then there is a question. It would have been better to show this advantage at the beginning of all-out war.

And the reason was when Ramfil, who was on his way to track down the remaining desserts, came back.

“Vagabond is dead. ”

Ramfil only encountered Galahad once. The ultrasound shakes its head miserably, and Gene mutters with a stiff expression.

“Is that the point? ”

Before the all-out war, this operation was essentially an attempt to kill one of the enemy's most powerful fighters. The supernatural rate was able to see what was happening here because Galahad said he was dead.

“That was now.... ”

“What does that mean? ”

“Galahad was destined to fight the enemy's enemies. ”

He didn't know the exact date or time. Clearly, Galahad will be defeated, but he may not die.

But he didn't tell me what he saw.

Galahad knew he was going to die in that fight. But I wanted Galahad to try to survive by saying he might not die. Only with that kind of will could I have hope.

A shaman cannot change his fate. Eventually, as he saw, Galahad fought the Wargrave's enemies and was slain.

The more precisely he saw, the more extraordinary his power became.

Astronomers only see what they see. After all, if you show yourself something, you will follow only what you see and meet a strange fate.

An accurate shaman eventually hates his abilities.

According to the dying Vagabond's will, Ramfil burned the body. I don't know what it would have been like for Asura, but I thought it would have been better if it had been extraordinary.

He has done more than he was given, and has lived too long to experience a proper death. Had Azura been there, he would have tried to resurrect the dead Galahad somehow.

And at that time, he was not confident that he would not stop such a massacre.

“What's that? ”

Gene was distracted by something he was holding rather than the fact that an enemy enemy enemy had appeared here. Ramfil glances at what he is holding in his right hand.

“… an unburned part of that ship. ”

“Unburned parts? ”

“Yes, it didn't burn, it didn't break. ”

It was something that burned all of Galahad's flesh. Ramfil showed it to Gene and Chocolate, putting it on his hands with a strange look on his face.

He leaves somehow, not easily broken, and Gene glances at it. I was staring at it, dumbstruck.

Galahad said as if he knew that there were parts of his body that would never burn. Ramfil glances at it quietly, saying.

“He asked me to bury him in the worst place in the world. ”

We don't have the courage to do such a favor. But Galahad's last words were strangely strong in Ramfil's mind.

I felt obliged to do so. He put his hands on it and said:

“Galahad survived as long as Jean did. ”

“Of course.”

Galahad was a hunter, a pear and a nightmare, who lived even in the days of the devil.

“If such a long-lived existence is one last request, it must mean something. ”

“Maybe it's just a will? ”

“Even if you say something like that because you don't mean anything to yourself, just because you feel guilty for yourself, it must mean something. ”

I was convinced that it was not just a will. Gene asked, looking at the ultrasound.

“Are you human? Or are you sure you're a shaman? ”

“Both. ”

As a man, as a shaman, there must be some obvious meaning to it. It's strange.

Galahad's will, even if it didn't imply anything, was already spelled into this core.

Gene mutters quietly.

“I'd say there's no place in the world that isn't terrible, but the only place that's the worst is the MCP I can think of right now. ”

The black hole that destroyed the world is exactly what Galahad asked for. Ramfil looks at Gin and asks.

“MCPs are a terrible place, but there's a fishbowl to be called the worst. ”

“Yes, it is. There's a lot of MCPs.”

The MCPs everywhere are clearly absurd to be called the worst of places. Then where could be worse than that? He said, looking at Ramfil.

“It was you, Ramfil, who asked for it. ”

“ ……. ”

“So the answer, too, will be yours. ”

It was hard to see the look on the face of someone who was passing on annoying work. The extraordinary rate was very serious. It was irrational logic that was hard for ordinary people to understand, but it was the heavenly shaman who called for thunder and storm in the dry sky.

Ramfil sighs as he looks at the nucleus resting on his palm.

“You've taken care of your troubles. ”

“Maybe you shouldn't think so hard. Take a good look."

The ultrasonic rate was still looking at the nucleus.

Galahad is dead, and it's a trail. Given the power that Galahad used, it's not hard to guess what it is.

“Doesn't it look like a seed? ”

“... And then I saw. ”

Obviously, the nucleus was quite large, but it was definitely a drop of water like the seed of something.

You nod as if you agree.

“I don't mean to bury you. You mean plant it.”

You don't know what grows.

Ramfil thought he would one day reach the most terrible place in the world.

Thought it wouldn't be that hard to plant a seed there.

Ramfil put the seed in his bosom without a word.