Monster no Goshujin-sama

Twelve.

- There are two questions about this disturbance surrounding Silan.

One is, what is she hiding?

The other thing is, why are you hiding it?

The most likely reason is' take care ', but this is hard to think about.

I just failed with that yesterday, but I made the same mistake again because it's too unnatural.

So why is it?

Salvia said there was something I could do for Silan right now.

It means it was possible to deal with this before it happened.

And yet, I don't see why you didn't bring the consultation with you.

As a result, he was exposed to secrets before Mr. Leah and Helena, so it was even more so.

This time things were avoidable.

It's obvious to everyone what they should have done, if only they could think calmly.

That Cyran wouldn't be a misjudged occasion.

If that silane.

... That's how I missed everything that got me here.

When I found him, Silan was sitting alone in the deep woods.

In short, it was a dangerous situation.

Because this is the biggest dangerous area in the world, a sea of trees with numerous monsters.

Even though it is the best of the three layers, an area called the superficial part, it does not change that there is a danger to life.

Even though I was alone in such a place, Silan didn't have the appearance to cling to his current situation.

Is that an indication of leeway, coming from the pride of being the former deputy chief of the Allied Knights, known for their strength, and of being regarded as the best knights only in the northern realm of the Tree Sea?

No. It won't be.

Sometimes she's not that type in the first place, but as a matter of fact before that... because the word "spare" etc was far from the current state of Silan.

There's only one reason a girl doesn't care about the status quo.

Because it wasn't the other way around.

"... no.... unwanted."

Clear my ears, I heard the girl snapping.

Like a bump, an extension, a broken radio.

"I can't connect. No connection. No connection."

With a crying voice.

On a blue-white face, with a vain look of despair.

"I can't connect......!

Silan was desperately trying to connect the left arm that had been removed.

But it didn't matter how much I did.

If you let go of your hand, your left arm will fall to the ground without gluing.

Each time, Silan repeated the same behavior.

Try to connect the plump, falling arms again.

Many times. Many times.

It's like a broken machine.

How many times have you repeated this kind of imprisonment?

"... no"

At last, Silan made a perfect move.

"Not Connected"

Groaning, the girl rose loosely.

"Not enough magic."

He had a voice that seemed to rub off into a sense of impatience.

"We need to find the monster..."

In the eyes of those who were not hidden in the eye bands was a light that was peculiar to those who were cornered, close to madness.

"I'm okay. I'm still okay."

Repeat, as I tell myself.

Only the person in question realizes that such a figure is not at all unusual.

"Look for monsters, eat them, then..."

Word broke off.

Because he finally realized about me standing in the front.

"Takashi, Hiro?

A loud voice leaked.

"To Lord Lily, and Lord Rose."

My eyes caught both of them refraining from me.

My head, which had not moved properly because I was being cornered, perceives things correctly.

The process seemed plausible.

"... oh, you came after me. ”

There was a grin on his flashing face.

In just a few seconds, the hunted down appearance earlier had scratched off without leaving any shards.

"Thank you, Takahiro. Thanks for the inconvenience."

He was a calm voice and a calm waist.

As if it was a fantasy, such as how it was hunted down earlier.

"I'm sorry I popped up to run away. Suddenly, I was upset."

That being said, Silan bowed his head to discipline.

I apologize because I failed from the upset and caused trouble.

Clean, honest.

You behaved exactly like a knight.

... If I hadn't seen her earlier, I might have thought so.

Oh. Really, I feel nauseous about my stupidity.

How could Silan have lay down the circumstances?

Reason for this.

The sight earlier was the answer.

Silan had been cornered.

There was despair, there was fear.

Those were things I had never imagined before.

He assumed that Silan was a noble knight, an unshakeable believer and a strong man with a core.

No. It seems true.

But it was not as absolute as I had assumed.

It's natural.

Even Silan would have a weak spot.

That's right.

It's obvious, but I've never been able to realize it.

So this was my mistake.

That responsibility had to be taken.

I clenched my fist.

Already from Salvia, I was listening to 'what Silan was hiding'.

Maybe that's what I can do.

How that could affect her, too.

I was informed, and that's why I was' ready '.

"Takahiro?

You felt it even disturbing, and Silan looked at this one surprisingly.

But it's too late.

I commanded Lily and Rose behind my back.

"Seize Silan."

There was no upset between the two of you when you heard the orders given.

When I promptly step forward, I lay my hands on Silan's body.

"Takahiro...?

Suffice it to say, Silan didn't resist.

I'm just confused by the abrupt developments and I'm not getting a decent response.

I guess it's still not in the book shape.

In a body without one arm and weakened by a lack of magic, you can't possibly rival both Lily and Rose, but you've never crossed without resistance.

While she's confused, she should end it all.

I pulled out my lower back sword as I walked over to Siran.

Kneel on either side of the silane pressed against your back.

"What...!?

The brilliance of my white blade just reflected in Silan's upset eyes.

- Sir. If you want to save Mr. Silan...

A sincere voice came back into my brain.

- You have to break that girl. Are you ready for that?

I don't even have to be questioned.

I flashed my sword without hesitation.

A sharp blade ripped the flesh.

"... Huh?

A loud voice rose.

"Takahiro...?

Siran's blue-white skin was littered with contrasting Zhu colors.

It was blood.

From my left hand, it was zero.

For this reason, the armor was originally removed.

The sharpness of the sword made by Rose was wonderful, the moment it slipped, and the palms were ripped in one letter.

The sharp pain ran, but I wasn't going to put it on the table because I was ready.

And I offered my hand unto Shiran, with no expression.

A few more drops of blood coloured Silan's cheeks red.

Normally, self-inflicted acts of no significance.

But only on this occasion, it wasn't.

"......"

In reality, has recognition finally caught up?

Silan leaked a small exhalation.

The change was dramatic.

"Ah, ah..."

Hidden in a large eyelid, starvation rose colorfully in the face of Silan, who had become only half dewy.

As if the blood flowing through my body was a water call.

No. Actually, I guess so.

Because this is what Silan was hiding.

Silan's body is suffering from a lack of magic and is defective because of it.

By eating monsters, you can gain magic.

Up to this point, yesterday, it's what Silan was talking about, and it's an indisputable fact.

But the magic gained is insignificant.

That's not at all enough for a body in a lack of magic.

If you want to take it anyway, it has to be more magical 'ingredients'.

That was me, I mean.

When I heard this story from Salvia, I was deeply convinced.

For example, Asalina.

Germinated in the back of my left hand, she was to be born in this world as a unique monster of mutation.

That's because this one belongs to the metastatic.

We fight our enemies at an overwhelming rate, burning down a bunch of monsters with the sword of light, turning them into divinely gigantic dragons, or, alternatively, connecting paths to let monsters and minds pass through.

If you consider that all of those forces are done by magic, there is no doubt that the flesh of the metastasizer is a far superior source of magic than that of the monster.

In fact, Kudo Lu has been here before, aiming to strengthen the monster of his distribution by feeding the transferees.

Additionally, my compatibility with Silan is also relevant.

As you know, the path that connects me and my family is a magical connection, and the magic of my family is pouring into me.

Then again, vice versa.

Rather than eating the flesh of an unrelated metastasizer, it would be more efficient to consume magic than to mouth mine.

And this method also had a proven track record.

That's when Silan just became an undead monster.

I tried to regain her reason to run wild in a ghoul state, attempting physical contact with her to strengthen the connection of the path, and she was eaten at the shoulder.

That in itself helped to strengthen the path, but that's not what I want to cover here.

The important thing is that Silan was eating on me.

At that time, Silan was licking my blood.

Pippy and like a kitten drinking milk.

Or the whore's slut.

I remember their wandering expressions, like demonic flowers.

I can see now what that was all about.

Monster meat is just an alternative to sneezing on the spot.

Takahiro Mashima's blood was the best 'ingredient' for her.

Therefore, Silan cannot resist.

"Ahhh..."

It's like having a superb meal in front of you where you were suffering from a near-death hunger.

It can be taken for granted that it has blown away lightly, such as reason.

"Ahhh..."

Half-opened mouthpiece.

An indifferent eye.

When Silan stretched his neck, he tried to lick the blood dripping into his offered hand.

- No, sir.

On the verge of doing so, he bit a tight white tooth.

"Silan. You..."

Exactly, I wasn't expecting this either.

I didn't expect to regain reason in this situation.

Given how much suffering hunger blows up reason always inflicts on her, it's not something she can do with her half-baked mental strength.

Or are you so averse to this behavior as an absurd one?

Does your body as a monster mean that's all you've been tormenting her about?

Previously, when I had just left Fort Chile, events in the pioneering village I stopped by revived behind my brain.

-... reconsider, Takahiro.

That night, Silan pointed out the changes that were happening to my body.

Touching that he now had the same magic as Gabella, he warned that he might become something that could not be a human or a monster as it was, and that he should no longer hold his sword... and when I could retreat from it, he soared high, not even like her.

What did that mean?

Who was really afraid of change?

I thought I'd know now.

"... please stop, Takahiro"

It was a powerless tone.

A pleading gaze looked up at this one.

On the verge of dying of debilitation, he looked weak.

In fact, that impression wouldn't mean a mistake.

As far as how it's been going so far, if you leave it like this, Silan won't be able to maintain his body anywhere near you.

Eating monsters is only symptomatic.

It is an occasion, and even if it has the effect of stopping debilitation, it is not such as to encourage recovery.

If we become so weak, we can no longer hope to be effective.

If you want to save her, it was a necessary act to make her drink blood.

Even if it was an act that hurt her deeply.

"... bad, Silan"

And I brought my left hand, wet in blood, near to Silan's mouth.