Konjiki no Moji Tsukai (WN)

"Stupid!

Only the sun color was irritating to the sight, and no, it was irritating to the straight person who created the sight.

Because at the moment in the nucleus of the monster, the movement of the crossed double-knife had stopped.

Take a look, the monster is just standing up. It's not like the monster did something to stop the attack. It was the very will of Camus, who was releasing that attack, that stopped the attack.

"Knock..."

A double knife is trembling in small pieces.

No, not only the knife, but the Camus with it is trembling himself. Remaining in a forward leaning position, I only raise my face slightly and send my gaze to the monster, but that Camus' face was distorted in sorrow.

"... can... nah"

Are the monsters suddenly confused, too, still intact?

"Because... I smelled Dad's..."

"What are you doing! Now stab me in the todome!

The sun color comes down from above and screams at Camus.

"Me... me..."

But Camus just zeroes a drop of tears out of his eyes.

"I... can't... Dad..."

The monster who saw the tears was hacked, and at that moment, the sun color felt as if he had become less murderous. But it's only a moment, and soon the monster will get more angry and murderous than before.

And sometime he moves to stab Camus with the poisonous needle on his regenerated tail again.

"Long!

Ginwu jumps to the side so he can hold the cam at the inches. But it didn't seem to completely engage, and the poison needle chooses Jin Wu's back.

"Grrr!"

"Jin Woo!?

As it is, the two fall towards the ground, and Camus is sheltered and like an underlay by Jin Wu.

"Jiisan! Buy some time!

"I'm in awe!

Did Siuba also grasp the magnitude of the situation, even producing and throwing a knife similar to that of earlier? But the monster jumps back a lot from the spot.

(Chi, you've already recovered!

Has the damage done by the sun color healed much already or the movement is reviving?

When the monsters looked abominably at the suncolors, they opened their mouths wide and inhaled their breath and...

- Kiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii!

It emits a tremendous treble treble. An unpleasant sensation of tinnitus strikes me and I accidentally flaunt my face.

"Oh well, this is it!

The sun color realized the meaning of the monster's actions, while at the same time a ringing was heard from the surroundings so as to be in tune with the monster's voice.

And the left and right sands of the bumpy monster rose, and a new monster emerged from it.

"After all, is this the ability to call the example monster!

"You're right. Apparently, you've come a long way, haven't you?

Siuba was right, a little distance apart but a monster-like shadow could be found here and there in the distance.

Then there are those who are being attacked by monsters in the distance… the 'Asura'.

That I had foreseen this situation for once. So there won't be any monster reinforcements coming this way from around.

(Well, you also said something like red lollies move when you have to. You can ignore the monsters outside. Here's the problem...... three of them)

One, of course, is a monster in the desert. And the other two, one, are monsters of the giant man known as the Grey Golem, and the other is a monster whose body, known as the Madman, is muddy.

Both only heard information from the 'Asuras'. It is a monster of S-rank.

I really wanted to settle before the desert monsters called for reinforcements like this, but more than this, I have to figure out another way.

"Jiisan, can I take care of this for a second?

"... what are you going to do?

"I'll wake that idiot up"

Releases words in a grumpy manner with blue muscles on his forehead.

"Nofofofofofofofo! That's, if that's what you mean, let's do our best!

Siuba sharpened her gaze and stood before the three monsters.

Look at that. The sun color changes the direction of the kurli and the body to move the feet.

The way to go - is where Camus is.

Camus said that he was horny when he saw Jin Wu moaning bitterly at the poison needle. Jin Wu's face is blue, and the wound on his back is painfully red blood flowing out.

"Jin-woo... me... me... eh"

Obviously it was his fault that Jin Woo was injured, and he was in a state of panic between himself, who could do nothing to the suffering Jin Woo, and himself, who had distorted his will to fight.

The sun came there.

I thought Camus might be able to do something about it if it was sunny, too, so I gave him a hopeful look.

- Baki!

But when he noticed, Camus distorted his face to the pain in his cheek, and the sand, which had become hot in the light of day, was in his mouth. I would have understood that I was now falling. Besides, he was beaten by the sun.

He slowly rises up and stares at the sun color with an expression that keeps his eyes wide open. That's a look I don't understand why you got beat up.

The color of the sun goes cold on him like that.

"That's unusual, you."

"... Huh?

He even stuck his chilly gaze out and looked down at Camus with his arms together.

"What is this situation?

……

"You were ready, weren't you? And what is it? Unsurprisingly, there will be more."

"Hi, Hiiro......"

Camus doesn't say anything back to words that are relentlessly spouted out of pity.

"It's your fault the bastards there are suffering. It's also your fault that the monsters in the desert are calling for reinforcements and you're in trouble. Most importantly, it's your fault I'm so upset."

Angry sun-colored words continue.

"Sure, that poison needle was neurotoxic. It's poison that takes away body movements. However, the area received is close to the heart. In it, the poison stops until the heart moves, and he doesn't die."

"Oh, no! I can't handle it! Jin-woo, because of me!

- Baki!

Also the sun color punched Camus in the cheek.

"Oh yeah. It's all your fault. Finally, let's say that the 'Asura', who is now fighting other monsters, has been attacked by a monster by some mistake and died. It's your fault, too."

"Ugh... me... me..."

I bit my teeth and wept again.

"What the hell do you want?

"... ugh... ugh..."

"Was it a lie that you said you would protect everything?

"It's not a lie..."

"............... you said that. He said he smelled his father from that monster."

I look up at my sun-colored face in tears.

"Then maybe that monster still has a slight sense of your father."

"... Huh!?

Take a ha breath and watch the monster.

Ahead there was a monster fighting Siuba in a tremendous shape. It wouldn't be the very look your father would give you. But it is also true that he hesitated because he felt his father's presence from that monster.

He had also seen the sight of some sun colors.

That's the moment Camus wept, the monster's hostility loosened slightly.

Arre may be the result of Camus' father, Ligundo's consciousness, appearing only slightly on the table. Look at the sad look on Camus' face, his own son like no other.

"Take a good look"

The sun color prompts the monster to gaze.

"If that monster is your father, can you just cry in front of a father who looks like that?

"............... Dad"

"Don't put on kindness"

…………

"It's you with family thoughts, family thoughts. You can't kill me for thinking I'm your father even if I look like that, can you?

Lean silently. That took the meaning of affirmation.

"If that monster is your father, you should end it yourself."

"My... with my hands?

"I don't want to hurt my father. That's not kindness. It's just sweet. Look at your father now, what you can do. What I can do for my father. Is that really just about crying?

"I... am..."

"Real kindness only makes sense when you turn it into strength. At least that's what I think."

"Hiiro......"

Actually, it's also one sentence that was written in a book I read a long time ago, but I was also sure I was just a little impressed with that.

gaze at each other. The sun color slowly moves the mouth.

"Help him. There's no other way, with your hands."

…………

"Only you, my son, can truly free yourself from suffering. That you can squat in here?

The strength came back into Camus' eyes.

"Or can I just be a traveler and kill someone else? Your father? I don't mind, do I?

"... no"

"Hmm?"

"That's all... no"

"... then what are we going to do"

Camus lays his hands gently on Jin Wu's shoulder lying down.

"Jin Wu...... sorry. But... it's okay now."

Then Jin Wu, who had closed his eyes until earlier, opened his eyelids with a slight grin.

"Ha... Yes... Dear Ligundo... Regards..."

"Yeah."

Nodding vigorously, he rises softly on the spot. And turn to the sun color.

"Jin Wu...... please"

"... let's get this over with"

"Yeah!"

Camus ran out to the monster. And the sun color moves the gaze towards Jin Wu.

"Hey, asshole, I owe you this."

"... what?

Jin Wu looked incomprehensible to what the sun said, but suddenly his whole body is surrounded by warm light.

"Fully healed"

With the letters used by the sun colour, the wounds Jin Wu has sustained until then will see the blockage. Moreover, the magic of the sun gently envelops Jin Wu's body, and he falls asleep with a look like a dream.

I feel lightly tired and the sun color exhales.

I consumed quite a few MPs so far. I gave the MP recovery medicine out of my nose and mouthed it. I decided it would be better to keep it supplied and executed it.

(All right, it's just that idiot after)

"Grandpa... back off. After... I'll do it"

Seeing the look on Camus's face rushing to Siuba's place, Siuba leaks her breath to admire "ho ho".

"Apparently, there's nothing wrong with leaving it up to you."

"Hmm... I was worried"

"Nofofofofofofofo! Then I will finish the other two, so you can leave your fate to me, right?

To Siuba's suggestion, Camus shook his head full.

"Yeah. It's all... I'll do it. So just... stay away."

"Nofo?"

Siuba leans her neck, yet stands in a position where she falls back a little from the spot as he says and looks at Camus' back.

Camus stares at the monsters of the desert with a zit.

"I'm sorry... I... didn't get it"

"Grrrrrrrr!"

He's narrowing his sharp eyes further and roaring like he's targeted at Camus.

"... be like that... the hardest part is... you're my dad, aren't you? So... me."

With that said, I take only one knife from my back and put a blade on my arm for what I thought.

And - two......

Keep moving the blade and hurt your arm.

Red blood spills out of the thoroughly open sole.

Potato Potato Potato......

Blood falls into the sand at your feet according to gravity. Return the knife to its original sheath.

The sun color and the siuba, watching without knowing the meaning of his actions, the part of the sand wet in the blood at his feet, gradually spreads.

"My blood is... infected"

- Go, go, go, go, go, go!

The ground rocks out slightly like an earthquake.

And only the red-stained sand part floated fuzzily to stop the position in Pukapuka and the universe. It was roughly enough for one automobile.

"Not me now... I can only manipulate to this extent..."

The bright red sand is moving with Uneune over the right hand raised over the sky by Camus. Then it rises further up into the sky, and the sand, which was a lump, splits out fine.

The chunks of sand, which also struggle to count, divided just about the size of the beads, are still floating over the pukapuka.

"... Red Idol. ……… I'm coming."

Camus' gaze narrows sharply.

"Model Rain (Rain)"

- Hyun-hun-hun-hun-hun-hun-hung!

Small balled chunks head from the spot toward the three monsters at a tremendous speed. That looked like red rain.

"Giggle!?

Lifting up the smoke, the relentless chunks of sand pierce the monster's body like a bullet.

The sun color looked at the sight and admired it, "Whew," he said, raising his voice.

(Surely blood is magic itself. By flowing that blood into the sand, you mean you're succeeding in moving the sand the way you want... don't do it duplicitous)

There's a risk of bleeding, but in return, it looks like he's gained the ability to control it freely.

When the smoke cleared, there were two monsters there, full of holes all over their bodies and completely desperate.

And the other one, a desert monster, said he was guarding with his tail, whose tail was worn out, but without a scratch on his body.

"Grrrrrrrrrrrrrr!"

"... Stiff after all"

Camus tells him to squeal, pointing his right arm over the sky. Then the red sand, which should have plunged into the desert, gathers to him again.

"But... now there's one left, yeah, one!

"Grahhhhhhhh!"

Whether the anger voltage has gone Max, it has progressed from the spot to Camus. The sand is kicking up and the sand is winding up with its propulsion.

"Model Wall"

A red wall can instantly be made in front of Camus.

-Dogo!

A monster thrust as it were,

"Not to that extent... I can't break it"

As Camus said, the monster's rampage seemed to contain tremendous destructive power, but the red wall was not bickered.

"Model Fist (Knuckle)"

It takes the form of a big fist, and that's what it takes to hit me for a monster.

"Grrrrrrrr!?

A monster that is quite shocked and blows away as he distorts his face. The monster, who stormed the sand mountain, is rising up flirtatious and biting his teeth tight to increase his willingness to kill.

"... Not even this"

The sun color is also looking at the situation,

(Must have been pretty aggressive, but can't you destroy the sand that's haunting you even then... you mean pretty dense)

Red sand can also be expected to host considerable hardness, but still cannot strip monster armor.

(Come on, duplicitous what to do)

Watch Camus from a distance. The camus changes the shape of the red sand again.

The monsters who see how it goes, they come using sand in the same way. A large wave of sand strikes Camus.

"... for nothing"

- Bhun Bhun Bhun Bhun!

Red sand moves out in circles.

"Model Tornado (Tornado)"

Keep going toward the impending wave of sand with tornado-like sand.

- Giggle, giggle, giggle, giggle!

The two are bumping into each other as if they were an impending sword.

And - Bushaaaa!

It was the waves who lost. Once again, it returns to just sand and spreads mist. Camus frowns sadly when he sees it.

"... no"

"Guru?"

"No. Dad is... more amazing... better... stronger"

Point your gaze at the monster like a kick.

"You're... you're my dad... not my dad!

Red sand reshapes over Camus' right hand again.

"Model Hammer (Tor)"

A big hammer, but now I can do two. He then heads to the monster at a tremendous speed and taps it up so that one sticks up from the bottom.

"Grrr!?

The second gavel was waiting for the monster to rise straight up into the air. That now swings down towards the ground.

Of course the monster struck falls as-is. But what lies ahead is the hammer again. Now it moves to stick up from the bottom, just like earlier.

It is also launched into the air, but beyond it the hammer is swinging down toward the ground. That is repeated over and over again.

"Gugg! Gugg! Lugga!"

As if playing table tennis, the monsters that have become balls come and go between the two violently. But because of that,

Piki...... piki...... paki......

A crack is entering the monster's body and the sand is gradually peeling away. At the same time, green liquid is scattered from the monster. It was the blood of a monster.

He also broke his arm in a direction that was not clear, and his tail was crushed and snapped. Blood flowed, which means all the sand that was wrapped around it was peeled off.

Finally, he was struck by a gavel over the sky and slammed to the ground. He distorts his face in pain, trembling his body, yet desperately trying to rise.

Camus pulls two swords out of his back and takes a big, deep breath.

"... End it... Dad"

Then you felt scared of Camus' killing, the monster dives to the ground and tries to escape.

But Pissy...... Shh!

The monster is trying to dig through the sand with both hands, but he looks at the ground and is stiff. Because the land containing heat, which is supposed to be a desert, is now, for some reason, turned into ice that drifts cold air.

Let him dive.

When Camus stared at the sun color in surprise, too, the sun color was writing something on the kneeling ground.

"Iced"

The effect of the first three characters used. In an instant it turned a side of the desert into an ice land. Its range of effects is tremendous and, as far as we can see, it seems to be icing to the 'Asura' where we are fighting far away.

And everyone is bewildered by the sudden change of things, but in fact, the most bewildered was the sun color.

(... I didn't know it was this powerful. That's just amazing)

That's not exactly the whole desert, but it was still powerful enough to scare me compared to when a tatami, like when it was a single letter, was quadruplet. It keeps the poker face, but the only secret that was thrilling inside was the sun color.

"Now! Finish it, Duplicant!

Camus is hacked by the sun-colored words, and he can put his strength all over his body again.

And from the spot, he advanced at full speed toward the monster.

"Guru!?

He stands up in panic, sudden changes in the environment and Camus' willingness to kill him directly from the front, plunging him into a state of confusion and stiffening his whole body.

"Ha ha!

- Bushuuuuuu!

"Graaaaaaaa!?

Two swords were thrust through the balls, the nucleus of the monster. Camus looks tough eating his teeth all the time.

I watched blood flow from the mouth of a monster mimicking his father's face, and I darkened his expression unintentionally to the feeling that pierced his life.

Slowly pulling out the double knife, the monster collapses doggedly with his hips folded and on his back.

"Ha, ha, ha..."

Now that he has saved everyone from the fear of monsters, Camus' face is not colored by joy, but has a floating expression that tends to tremble and lean over his body.

"Ghoo!"

Monsters spit a lot of blood out of their mouths.

The nucleus calms the movement one by one. At the same time, the red eyes, which were sharp and constantly caged in hostility, gradually turned into eyes that dwelt in purple light.

".................. ca...... mu......"

Camus just opens his eyes to say if this is still the case. And stare at the monster lying there like it's incredible.

The monster moves only his gaze toward Camus, in large part.

"... Camus"

This time there was no doubt.

The voice, and its eyes, were undoubtedly what Camus knew.

"Father... honey...?

Drop the knife you had in both hands to the ground. Run to the monster on your knees.

"Dad!"

"... Camus... I'm sorry"

"Yeah...... yeah...... yeah!

I shook my head over and over and denied it.

There are tons of tears coming out of those eyes.

"But... well done Camus"

"Dad!"

Nikko and Siuba also come near those two.

And the two look at each other. They express surprises, but keep quiet and watch.

"I'm sorry... I made you do such a hard thing because of me..."

"Yeah...... yeah! 'Cause I'm the leader... and I'll protect my people... just like Dad!

"Ha... well................ You're getting big, Camus."

"And, Dad..."

"To the chief... you are... but that is my son..."

With a slight smile, he reaches out his left hand, trembling into small pieces, and places it on Camus' head.

"Strong... you've become"

"Higu... Gu..."

Ringing his nose and dropping his tears into the sand.

"Almost... I wasn't conscious, but I was feeling it. Your strength."

"... really?

"Oh, I'm stronger... but still in my realm... not yet"

"... sorry. sooner...... I should have let my dad go"

"... Ha, ha, I'm a happy man"

"Dad?"

"Unlike your mother who passed away early... I could see you growing up like this with these eyes"

Camus' mother is sick and otherworldly as soon as she gives birth to him.

From then on, it seems Rigundo had decided in his heart to raise him up fine.

But there was a case of a monster in the desert, and in the end, he was only raised in his own hands for about a few years. I guess that was also something to regret for him.

But this is how I can see Camus getting splendid, with a somewhat hoarse look on his face.

"He has a good souvenir story."

Of course he means the mother of a dead Camus. Ligundo strokes Camus' head with force in his arms.

"Look, Camus..."

"... hey, what?

"Who did this to me, that man... watch out for The Man with the Cross Wound"

"The Man with the Cross Wound"... "

Camus remembers who was on top of the dessert tortoise methyl that attacked us. The person did have a cross wound on his cheek.

"He said... he was trying something.... I don't know what you're trying, but you're definitely not busy. But... there's no use for this desert anymore... he said."

But still, I said it was possible to come again, and I kept telling Camus to be careful.

"It's okay... I'll protect everyone..."

Seeing Camus' determined expression, Ligundo gladly loosens his cheeks.

"Ha, but not yet. Still treating the sand guffy too!

"Dad!"

Ligund threw up blood again and suffered. My breath is getting rough, and what a crumbling sand from my feet.

"Dad! My leg!?

"Ha, ha, ha... Listen... Camus"

"Dad!"

"Look... go-ho-ho-ho-ho-ho! hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha

"Father...... yeah...... yeah! Yeah, yeah! Come on... follow me... sloppy..."

Tons of tears and runny noses, hard to tell what you're talking about, but Ligundo is smiling.

"Don't... don't give a shit who you are! BUT... BUT!

It is already sandy and windy around the neck of Ligundo.

"I'm watching you... my dearest son"

And Ligundo, whose whole body went back to the sand.

"But raaah! Don't worry. Whoa!

At this moment, the battle against the monsters of the desert marked its end in a true sense.

It ended sadly, but still much Camus would have gotten.

Camus had a strong, tight, neutral look on his mouth as he looked up at the sand that danced in the sky, but the look was clearly a man's face. He bore what his father entrusted him with, and was the face of the one who grew up once.