Hunter of the Perished World

In a large unit called the Allied Forces, Lancelot became alone, losing the same being that could understand him.

It is not something that can simply be expressed that the two become one. The last nightmare ship was silent, and the silence was still showing its grief.

“Do you know what this is? I found it on his corpse... ”

What Ramfil showed me after he broke the silence was the nucleus from Galahad's body. Lancelot looks at the seed quietly, wondering if it was amazing.

“He died telling me to bury it in the worst place in the world. ”

“That's what Galahad said? ”

Lancelot looks at the nucleus for a moment because he didn't think he'd left that word behind. But Lancelot quickly shakes his head slowly.

“Vagabond's ability varies greatly from individual to individual. The same Vagabond does not allow us to understand the abilities of other Vagabonds. ”

“I see. ”

“If you think about the power of Galahad, it's a seed. ”

“I'm guessing that, but I don't know what will grow if I plant it. ”

Lancelot's assumptions were intuitive, as Galahad used the same power as the trees, and that was what Gene said.

But Lancelot was able to guess one more.

“Perhaps it has something to do with Galahad's curse. ”

“Curse?”

“Yes, the curse. We are a people who are human beings and monsters. There's just a side to being a little stronger and more rational than a vagrant, but the nature doesn't change. ”

It doesn't mean magic curse.

“The physical side effects of being human and a monster, to be exact... You're right to put it that way. ”

So, like the vagrants, Vagabond lives in pain. Ashfile, who was the head of BH, stopped the vagrant's monstrosity, but was able to free the vagrant and the baggage bonds from the pain.

I knew the truth about that.

“In the case of Galahad, I thought it was hunger. ”

You can't eat anything with your mouth, and only by absorbing the bodily fluids of living creatures, you were able to overcome that hunger. Of course, Gallahead didn't seem to be suffering from such things when he was with Gene.

Galahad has been a living Vagabond for long enough to endure the side effects given to him and remain calm, and has already exceeded the limits of man.

At Gin's words, Lancelot nods and adds.

“Slightly different, to be exact. ”

“What if it's different? ”

Leona asked.

“Eternal hunger. ”

Hunger is right, but eternal hunger.

“Galahad never feels satisfied. It's not like I'm full, but I'm full. It's like trying to fill the bottom with poison. Galahad lived with a hunger that would never be satisfied even if he ate all the living things in the world. ”

Lancelot, the same vessel, knew a little better about Galahad than Gin. Galahad had a curse that could never resolve hunger.

Ramfil felt closer to the essence, second to the possibility of this seed.

“What do you think is the connection between that and this seed? ”

“Galahad has lived only by his own will since his master died. Eating doesn't fill it up. ”

I killed and absorbed many people in a war situation, but Galahad was still hungry and urged to devour his allies. But Galahad never eaten an ally. Lancelot points quietly to the seed.

“It probably has that same characteristic of Galahad. Then our reason is gone and only our instincts remain. ”

Instinct.

Galahad's instinct is to starve and to resolve it. Reasonably, I have looked to that need for relief, but the action of that reason disappears.

Then what's in Ramfil's hands will be the most terrible thing in the world. What can I use seeds with hunger that won't disappear after eating the whole world?

“It will consume anything indefinitely. But seeing that we're safe now, perhaps, we're not the food. ”

“Strange, isn't it normal for Galahad's hunger to continue, to be a monster who eats anything that's alive? ”

Gin's question was reasonable. Then, Leona tilts her head.

“Well…. Did he die and change his appetite? Hmm?"

It was just a murmur, but Leona's expression hardened as if she had even realized what she was saying.

“I really think that's it. ”

“That doesn't even sound like a word. ”

“I ate what was alive when I was alive. Are you trying to eat something that's dead now? Like... Or a ghost.”

It was an absurd idea, but according to Leona, Galahad is dead, and that is why it is not to be eaten alive.

It's just a guess, but if Leona's elixir is true, where should she bury the remains of Galahad?

Ramfil was naturally able to tell.

The most terrible place in the world, full of death.

“Did you mean to bury this in the Red River...? ”

He asked me to bury this where the Red River bully came from. It was definitely the most horrible place in the world.

Gene mutters, looking at the seed.

“This will consume all those aggravated traitors and princes. ”

The aggravated renegade has already surpassed the level under which she can be subdued by magic. However, if this seed devours everything without satiety, it will continue to devour the principal and the red river, leaving nothing behind.

But there's one thing I still don't know.

“Then we must find the source of this fierce cult. ”

The will of Galahad must be buried at the exact heart of the Tough Faith, not at one tribute.

However, Leona was anxious to see everyone nodding as if they were convinced.

“Oh, no. But I'm just saying, don't you think it's too easy to believe? Or what?”

“We'll just have to dig again. ”

“Oh, that's the easy way. ”

Leona sighs as if it were absurd.

Anyway, thanks to Lancelot's advice and Leona's last words, Ramfil got a clue.

And in this war, I thought Ramfil would be able to reach the source of this powerful dysfunction.

Earlier today, Ramfil said he would find the answer on his own. And now I know where to bury it.

Now that you know where it is, all you have to do is touch it. It was strange that Ramfil himself cared about Galahad's will like this. There was no reason to be. There was no loyalty.

The salt of the lion is strong.

That's why the last salt of the long-lived creature is tied to Ramfil like a jug. That's why Ramfil was tied to the salt to carry out Galahad's will.

“Galahad knew what to do when he died…. ”

Lancelot's words give me an answer.

“A man is dying and realizing things. Or…."

The ultrasound sadly muttered and looked up at the sky.

“Maybe I've wanted to do this for a long time. ”

He was convinced that the seed was ready because he knew Galahad was looking for a place to die.

But Leona opens her mouth to see if she's got the wrong idea again.

“But you know what? Lancelot.”

“Tell me.”

“What is Lancelot's curse, then? ”

“Oh, that's the question. ”

Galahad suffered from a fierce hunger and an insoluble hunger as a monster.

Leona wondered what kind of curse Lancelot must be under.

“In my case, Phantom pain. ”

"What's that?"

Gene answered.

“People without arms or legs feel pain in their arms and legs. ”

It was a bit difficult for Leona to understand, and it was even more difficult for Lancelot to understand.

Obviously, Leona noticed that Lancelot was still in the mist, but his limbs were intact.

But hallucinations.

“Huh? Then... ”

“My whole body is fake. ”

He was taking the form of a human being with a black fog with physical strength, and Lancelot was the black fog himself. No arms, no legs, no head, no heart, no collateral damage.

But feeling pain in all of that was the curse and side effect Lancelot had to experience.

Leona didn't even know what it was.

However, it was only possible to speculate that it would be a very terrible kind.

“I'm afraid I'm not under any kind of curse to help you die. ”

Lancelot's words blend in with his own ridicule.

The ritual proceeded quietly. Screams and nerds may come as much as torn souls are reassembling, but no sound comes from the bunker.

Jean answered if she felt any doubt about Leona.

“Asura is that good of a shaman. ”

The process of sealing the soul will not be ordinary. However, Asura is now undergoing the ritual with power beyond even the best shaman and shaman.

Even after Lancelot returns, the group loses, guarding the bunker with a supersonic pulse. It was to fulfill Azura's warning that no one should come in, but Leona and Jean were unable to leave even because of the anxious Lamfil.

Leona slowly opened her eyes as the pale dawn approached the garrison, and as the sun was about to rise from the east.

Despite the cold nights coming, Leona wondered if it wasn't too cold, and soon saw a barrel of wood burning next to her, leaning against the wall. He had a coat across his shoulder. A big coat wasn't his.

Seeing Jean only wearing a shirt, Leona awkwardly stood up on Juju Island.

“Are we almost done? ”

“It's already over. ”

Where Gene pointed, Azura and Elizabeth came out.

And then...

“Ah…. ”

There is a Frey under the pale glow of dawn.

Nothing has changed from before. His appearance remained the same, and the atmosphere did not change much.

Frey, standing in front of the basement staircase, either has just left the bunker or is looking straight ahead at the sunlight over the collapsed castle wall.

Nothing seems to have changed.

But Frey does not frown at all, looking boldly ahead at the sun that shines on him.

I just don't have to frown in front of the sun anymore.

Leona was unable to visually ascertain what was different about Frey. But I knew that the justification that I felt in that picture explained so much.

So,

[Frey.]

Leona quietly called her.

[Yes, Leona.]

Frey explains everything in one quiet word.

The two witches look at each other, smiling quietly.

The most powerful demon in the world has returned. But she did not reveal her second coming with the bloodline.

On the morning of dawn, the Devil returns, thanking Asura without destroying anything.

“I'm tired, I need to rest. ”

Asura would have served a few words trembling normally, but she went back with a supernatural rate of exhaustion. Elizabeth is looking back at Asura, who looks like she's seen a ghost.

Ramfil is anxious, but he knows that Frey hasn't changed a bit by showing him the smile he showed at midnight again.

“It's cold, shouldn't we rest too? ”

Jin's expression stiffens with Frey's words.

“Wait, if you're cold right now, you can't do that. ”

“But it's cold. ”

The shivering Frey didn't seem to have changed a bit, and now he seems to have changed since he was talking to Jin normally. Leona is a different type, regardless of whether she can stand against the opponent or not.

Leona thought, and that's not a bad thing. Obviously, so far, Frey has been a little too afraid of Gene.

Before they can rest a little, the group gathers in one room. It was to confirm the strength of Frey's return.

“I think I know why the power hasn't returned. ”

Frey sighs for a moment, then reappears one by one.

Witches, witches, vampires, foreign bodies, immortals.

Except for the immortal power, Frey explained, demonstrating one by one.

“I was made out of a mixture of demon blood, and my power was basically restored through immortal regeneration. ”

“So when Karlpa sealed the power of your immortal self, the possibility of regeneration itself disappeared. ”

“Yes."

Frey used the power of foreign objects he did not yet know, sealed himself as an immortal, and as a result, his foundation, the vessel of power, collapsed.

Therefore, the immortal power was lost in a situation where the foundation of that power had to be restored, and it became permanently deprived of all power.

Only the immortal's regenerative power filled the vessel with power. Even when I was communicating with Leona, I was able to communicate directly, but that was the same as leveraging Leona's psychic waves.

Immortal power was not engulfed in the way Frey used it, but it was truly a fundamental force.

Now that he has recovered it, Frey has recovered all his strength.

And Frey pulls on Ramfil's sleeve like he found something fun.

“Ramfil, look at this. ”

“Huh?"

“Now, we can do this. ”

Blah, blah!

And the space on the palm of Frey's hand distorted, and a black hole appeared there.

To be precise, it wasn't just a black hole.

“Isn't that amazing?"

Inside the crack in that small space was a myriad of flashes of light. And I saw things like a lump of light. The others may not have seen it, but Gene knew.

That's why I sighed and murmured.

“That's not just a power you can say is strange.... ”

It was a small universe with stars and galaxies unfolding.

“It looks like a jewel.... ”

Leonardo, Elizabeth and Ramfildo were looking at the universe unfolding on Frey's palm with their souls drawn in.

“You've awakened the true power of the foreign body. ”

“I don't know how to use it yet. ”

Despite Frey's fairly mild words, Jean speaks with a solemn tone.

“Be careful. If you can handle that space properly, you can go anywhere in the world. ”

“I tried that once... I don't know what to do. ”

Allows you to move over long distances. And Ramfil proved himself that other people could travel there, too. However, seeing Gin's serious expression, Fray tilts his head.

“It's convenient to move space. Then why do I have to be careful? ”

“That's not all. ”

The true power of foreign matter is not only the power to move space, but also the power to handle the void itself.

“If your power grows further here, you can summon the monsters of the void here. ”

“What's that? ”

“You can think of them as foreign servants. But it's not that important either. ”

Foreign body power is dangerous. Gene, to be precise, suggested that the void itself is dangerous.

“If you can fully harness its power, you can bring back to the world the foreign body that has already been exiled into the void. ”

“! ”

The expression shocked everyone.

“So I would never have brought you here in the first place. ”

But Gene quit the demon-hunter.

Otherwise, I would never have done this madness to give Frey back his power.

Frey closes the door of the universe to that void in a frenzy.

“This, this…. Such a dangerous tendon.... ”

“I didn't say don't use it. I just told you to be careful. ”

“If you're going to scare him, just scare him, or say something like that? ”

Leona mutters unevenly, and Lamfil feels sweaty. Moreover, Frey's power was more dangerous than they thought.

Frey's power carries a very strong risk, even though it may be the time of the Devil to come.