Illimitable Until Death

“It hurts...”

The shock of moving back and forth in the body forced Jack, kneeling on one knee on the ground, to make a fuzzy sound.

“It hurts, Mom...”

That pathetic look is enough to provoke pity on anyone.

Jack, like this, covered his arms, raised his head and looked forward.

There, holding the blade of the moon, with a calm expression, slowly approached Jack.

Jack's words are sensible.

The body of the square revealed an astonishing killer.

“Why...? ”

Look at this place, Jack whispering.

“Why are you hurting me... hurting us...? ”

The most famous killer of all time questioned the square like this.

“Can we feel it? ”

“You are like us...”

The hunter-killer said something like this.

Yes, it is.

The square is the same as Jack.

Because they're both killers.

It's not about identity, it's about nature.

There are people who are meant to be different.

Different aspects of this can be varied.

People call it talent.

And Fong Li and Jack were born killers.

For both of them, there's nothing worse than killing.

This is what is called - "the same kind".

However, the party rejected it.

“Don't confuse me with you. ”

Standing in front of Jack, he looked down at the little girl and spoke indifferently.

“Perhaps, for us, killing is something that can be done without change, even better than anyone else. ”

But the square is different from Jack's.

“There are those who regard murder as work, those who regard it as recreation, those who see it as an indispensable way of being, and those who see it as sin, evil and the greatest evil, but continue it with the idea of necessity. ”

“Though I am good at killing people, and even killing anything, even if it exists in this world, I can actually kill. ”

“But I won't kill for no reason, let alone for interest. If you want to kill something, you must kill each other with a clear purpose. Otherwise, instead of being a person, it would be better to be a simple killing machine. ”

Speaking of this kind of language, he glanced at Jack.

“But you're different, aren't you? ”

Doesn't anybody know the details of this little girl in front of them?

Familiar with the original book knows that Jack the Ripper is so desperate because of his overwhelming mystery.

The world does not know what kind of man Jack the Ripper is, and even his gender cannot be identified.

This property makes followers like Jack the Ripper exist in the plural as well.

In other words, Jack the Ripper is not just one person.

Depending on rank or land, Jack the Ripper who is summoned will also change and belong to completely different individuals.

For the Holy Grail, the summoned Ripper Jack will continue to change unless the true Ripper Jack's identity is established.

For example, Jack the Ripper summoned as Assassin's agent and Jack the Ripper summoned as Berserker's agent will be two completely different people.

And this time, Jack the Ripper, who was summoned to Assassin's rank, is the collective grievance of many children who died as a result of a prostitute abortion in the White Church district of London.

The girl in front of you should not be called "she", but "they".

The spirits of "they", who had never survived, assembled into this follower and were summoned to fulfill their wishes.

That's why the source rays of light detect anomalies in Jack's body.

Because this follower is a collection of grieving spirits, like ghosts and demons.

And their desire is to erase the fate of being born and dying.

“Since we are born to die, then we should not be born! ”

With such resentment and resentment, the spirits want to return to their mother's belly.

Again, there is no reason for such "they", leaving behind nothing but pure resentment and homicide towards society as a whole.

“You don't need a reason to kill people, you simply treat killing as an instinct, because your ultimate goal is to kill yourself. For you, killing is nothing more than eating and breathing, and you don't question that behavior, let alone be guilty of it, which is to treat it simply and purely as an action. ”

There was some pity in the side talking to Jack.

“A pointless killer can't even count as a machine, not to mention a killer, but a mistake. ”

“So I'm definitely not like you. ”

Cut the nail and cut off the iron, slightly twisting Jack's childish face.

“… is it? ”

Jack lowered his head and whispered.

“Do you also intend to reject us that we should not have been born in this world? ”

Jack's mouth carries not innocence and evil, but pure resentment.

That is the essence of this follower.

The answer is also very heartless.

“No one should have been born in this world, even if you were born with" death "as the end. ”

This answer was given calmly.

“But being born as a collection of grievances makes you different. ”

“If your wish is to return to your mother, then I can tell you so. ”

“You shouldn't have been born in this world. ”

In this way, it became the last straw to crush the impasse between Fong Li and Jack.

Jack raised his head violently.

“Psst! ”

The cold blade became cold and ran straight to the throat of the cube.

“Psst! ”

In the crisp sound of the exchange, the sharp weapon was immediately severed, causing the half-cut blade to fly halfway into space.

Then the dagger fell like a broken moon.

“Psst! ”

Just as the blade of the moon fell, a glimmer of dazzling light covered Jack's tiny body.

“Pfft! ”

Immediately thereafter, the tears of the flesh rang, causing the blood to spill all around.

“Woo...! ”

Jack's painful whispers lingered in this space.

Then Jack the Ripper disappeared.

Frowns frowned in the square.

Look in front of the empty man, with his mouth open.

“Have you been summoned back by the curse? ”

Jack the Ripper is a very clever man.

But...

“The last knife, I did cut it. ”

Raise your head in the square.

In the eyes, the icy blue glow is still flashing.

“Wouldn't that be easy to get back at? ”

When you're talking to yourself in the square so much...

At the top of a building not far away, a female hunter had bowed and arrowed, pointing at him.