Monster no Goshujin-sama

Thirteen.

The flow of time was felt very slowly.

It was as if the pain was weighing on time.

But whatever it is, the end is bound to come.

After it was all over, I breathed a small exhale so that no one would notice me.

I was under terrible fatigue.

There was more spiritual than because I lost blood.

"It's okay, your husband?

"Oh."

I nod half unconsciously at Lily's question.

They grabbed my hand.

"I'm going to cure you now."

Lily begins to perform healing magic.

Along the way, although I hurt him again several times, none of them are so deeply wounded.

Soon the blood will subside and the wounds will be blocked.

But there's something magical isn't so easy to heal.

I looked at Silan, who sat down.

Her arm, which drips, is already connected.

We could say that we were able to secure a state of well-being for now.

But the problem was not with the body of the joints, but with the mind.

This one, it's hard to heal.

……

Could a better means have been somewhere where no one would have scratched anything?

That thought passed the back of my brain.

But I couldn't think of any such means.

Still, I wanted to help Silan.

So I hurt her.

Whatever you say, it's true.

I had no intention of escaping that responsibility.

"... Silan"

After taking one deep breath, I called.

Slightly, Silan's mouth moved as he dropped his gaze on the ground.

"Sorry for the inconvenience"

……

Honestly, I didn't think it was weird to be scolded.

Because even to help, it's true that she did something that she deeply hated.

Not to mention Silan, that's all he was hunted down.

I had no choice but to be emotional, and no matter how I was bewitched, I was going to take it.

But it wasn't a grudge that came out of her mouth, it was an apology.

"If I stayed that way, I might have been cornered by hunger and caused you trouble again. On the contrary, irrevocable things may have happened.... seemed to lack calm. Sorry, sir."

Having regained his tranquillity, Silan did not imitate the negative thoughts in himself as hitting others.

That's kind of what I couldn't do.

"But I didn't expect you to notice"

With a voice more tired than mine, Silan continued.

"I was gonna hide it from you."

"I'm not the one who noticed. Salvia taught me."

"Mr. Salvia?

Was this a surprise, cursory and Silan raised his gaze?

"How could she...?

"He's a 'Misty Vault'. It's a monster that creates a different realm that makes hope a reality. Above and beyond" making hope a reality, "naturally, that magic has the ability to" draw hope ". And Salvia is a monster with character because of the magic of" The Misty Inn "itself."

"So, in those lost days?

"Oh."

At that point, Salvia apparently noticed what Silan was hiding.

In retrospect, there was such a pretence.

"Nevertheless, I'm not reading the thoughts, I'm only talking about being able to read them only if I have a strong desire"

"I see, is that what happened"

As she mocked herself, Silan had a dry grin.

"My shallow desire to sip the flesh of Lord Takahiro was a disgrace to her."

"No. That's not true."

I clearly denied this word.

"'I want to sip blood' would be a desire, not a wish. Rather the other way around. What he reads is," I don't want to sip blood. "

I didn't realize this wish of Silan.

I was' not much of a problem 'with Silan having to consume the meat of the monster.

If we work together, it won't be difficult to hunt monsters.

But this was a mistake.

If you imagine for a second, you'll see.

What is the situation where you have to put your teeth on the meat of the prey you have hunted and devour?

Not to mention if the subject was human?

That must have been a very unbearable pain for Siran, who has fought so desperately to protect people's lives.

"I'm sorry, Silan. I just didn't realize it."

Seeing Siran's fortitude made me wonder if this would be okay.

I was blinded by her brilliance as a knight.

"... no. There's nothing like Lord Takahiro apologizing. I thought I was okay."

Silan waved loose or something.

"Since this body turned into a monster's, things have changed. You no longer need to eat or sleep, and your skin has lost temperature. Still, I thought that I would be a knight at all times to protect people. The captain put me in the Knights because he was convinced that no matter what happened to me, I wouldn't be the same."

Shortly after the raid on Fort Chile, the captain retained Silan, who he cared would be a source of trouble, to the Knights.

I remember Silan's face looking so happy when he reported that he was going to be able to continue his knight.

You can't be anxious that you have become a completely different being than you have been - an undead monster, and the words of the captain must have been a great heart support for Silan.

The pride of being a knight supported her.

That is why the dissolution of the Knights could also be a major pain in the ass.

"Previously, always will be. As a knight, I believed I could do that, just to make my way straight. But the captain was restrained by the hand of the Macrolin border uncle, and the Knights were dissolved, and I was no longer a knight.... bad things are overlapping. Since that time I have become attacked by hunger. It was a hunger that would never be satisfied if we ate a normal meal."

pale on the surface, Silan said.

"At first, I didn't know what was happening. But I immediately understood.... I'm relieved. I look at the monster and think," Don't eat that. "

One eye shivered faintly.

Maybe I'm remembering the shock then.

"No. That's not all. What really sucks is that it's not there. It's not just the monsters, I..."

"Enough, Silan"

Seeing the painfully dark colour of fear stiff in the back of my eyes, I tried to make him stop talking.

But Siran waved for the first time.

"No. Let me talk to you. I must confess everything. Because of my silence, it annoyed everyone. Because this is my stupidity, my sin to blame."

I guess that stubbornness is a manifestation of self-punishment.

Silan continued his confession.

"I was watching Takahiro with those eyes. Two moments...... Especially not when I felt the temperature. For example, when you are laying your hands on Lord Takahiro to train spiritual users. The sensation made my body temperature feel incredibly comfortable."

As possessed by something, Silan continued to speak.

"Maybe it was felt that way because this body is a cold body with no temperature, or because of the shallow envy that the dead lean on the living. And then I almost drowned in that comfort... and all of that led to a bloodthirsty desire."

As I speak, my voice gradually goes out of tune.

Its precarious presence may have been a sign of her inner appearance that has been hidden so far.

"It's not just Lord Takahiro. No one else, no one, no him. All who see, all who exchange words. There were no exceptions to that subject."

To indulge in something, Silan's body trembled.

My hands on the ground squeeze tightly.

With a squeezing voice, Siran said.

"There's a moment when Kay looks like a treat."

I couldn't stand it, but my expression broke.

I'm sure that was the hardest thing to do.

Earlier, there was talk of the other world of Salvia's "Misty Inn," but one thing I remembered.

It's about the conversation you had with Salvia the last night.

In the other realm of that mist, a lot of 'impossible' was happening, fulfilling the wishes of the lost.

In relation to that, Salvia said:

- My husband, Nanaka, Aya, Kay, they haven't changed a thing.

This means, 'Everyone else had changed'.

In fact, Asarina was able to chat, Mr. Mizushima, the drawstring, had gotten out of Lily and Gabella's lower body had turned into human.

So, how was Silan?

There was one impressive scene in me.

It was when I looked down through the upstairs window at Silan and Kay, who were auditioning outside the inn.

Shagu Kay hugged Syran, and Syran was taking it.

I thought it was a day-to-day sight of two friendly people.

But something caught my mind.

I understand now.

That must have been the 'impossible sight' that Silan wanted to achieve by bending reality.

In fact, Kay is the type of person close to her, but I have never seen Silan in contact with Kay during this journey.

I'm sure it was carefully avoided from Silan's side.

During this journey, only that time, lost in the 'Misty Inn', did she come into contact with others without being threatened by hunger.

If such a normal peace can only be of a dream, the reality for her must have been the nightmare itself.

"... I saw about that kid and I had myself about to throat"

Silan's voice was no longer clearly wet.

"At those moments... it makes me think. I wonder how I can survive until this happens. If this were to happen... then I wish it had been over... Lord Takahiro would have helped me like this. It's true that I appreciate it... but it creates resentment."

The word of penance seemed like a knife, and the confession amounted to an act of self-harm.

No. I guess she's been blaming herself all along just not putting it on the table.

One case this time, that was just finally on the table.

"I'm arguing this is an ungrateful thing to think about. I don't want to think that. And yet, yet, I...!

It was a bloody dialogue.

It wasn't just the very fact that I had to eat dead meat, but the emotions created by it were also beating her hard.

I think I have no choice but to blame myself for those feelings.

Silan himself is right, even if that is an ungrateful idea... because there are parts of humans that are helpless and weak.

That would be the same for an elf.

But Siran can't let that happen.

Her cleanliness, her temperament, is annoying herself.

Even though she's in a painful state, I guess she's been, like, blaming herself.

And today, it finally broke.

"… I was a fool, not a man worthy of a knight,"

Silan grinned.

The tensile thread was cut and everything could have rubbed off.

That's how it looked.

I guess the fact that the hiding was exposed under the daytime and that they drank all that disgusting life blood was the last thing they did.

... No. I stabbed him in the stomach.

I broke the last line that kept her, the remnants that she was a knight.

She was naturally weak when I thought she was a strong man, but she was no longer a knight.

The look of losing support and being struck was far from what I knew of her and she looked very small.

This was why Salvia couldn't say anything while she was aware of the situation.

At the time the concealment was revealed, there was anticipation of how much silane would scratch.

And Salvia was afraid that it might produce one bad result.

It is probably not irrelevant, Salvia said, that the time when Silan began to feel hungry is the same as the time when Mr Commander was detained.

When we tell this story, what Salvia was touching on was the legacy of Carl, the Immortal King of Tragedy, who was an undead monster as well as Silan.

Before in the Dragon Abyss, when I was talking to Crustacean Dragon Malvina, I was a bit in the conversation, but Salvia, who had lived for a long time, also knew Carl, the Immortal King.

He was a difficult person, not so close, but Salvia still seemed to have a rough idea of what had happened to him.

The legend tells us that he, who was the king of a magical nation with excellent magic, went mad at the death of a woman brave man who was his lover and turned himself into a rich one.

However, Salvia said this is a little different from the truth.

According to her, unlike inheritance, when she met a woman brave, Carl, the immortal king, was already Rich.

Like Silan, it seems that Carl, the immortal king, also usually hid himself, so I guess around here, he couldn't tell the exact truth.

Or did some power work, hiding the scandal between the brave and the monsters?

Either way, Carl, the immortal king, was crazy about his lover's death and didn't turn himself into Rich.

Originally Rich, it was how he was right that he went crazy about his lover's death and was crusaded as a monster.

In contrast to Silan's case, Salvia made one hypothesis.

That is, 'Are they, the undead monsters, in danger of falling into a runaway state, like a ghoul, by virtue of their mental state'?

Carl, the immortal king, was eventually to be crusaded by the great misfortune of the death of the brave woman who was his lover, who rampaged his side as a monster.

In Siran's case, the Knights, who were the stronghold of his heart, dissolved and lost their pride in being knights, which made him frustrated by his hunger as an undead monster.

… If this is correct, the current state of weakened silane would mean that it is very dangerous.

In fact, Silan is now weak enough to say he has replenished his magic, but not compared to when he licked his blood at Fort Chile before.

We have to do something about it.

So what do we do?

There was only one way I came up with it.

I walked over to Siran.

"Takahiro, Your Highness...?

I lifted the silane up - I held it from the front.

"Huh...?

Silan's whole body was stunned and stiff by surprise.

"Yes, you shouldn't"

Soon Siran returned to me and showed weak resistance.

"Hey, what are you thinking? It's dangerous, Takahiro......!

He cared about me.

Earlier, Silan mentioned his blood-smelling desire for me.

I'm talking about what you're definitely thinking about getting close to someone like that and even hugging them...

Now, I needed to do this.

With attitude, with words, with all that I am.

Because there was something I had to tell you.

"Hey, Silan."

With all my heart, I told him to reach the girl who continued to endure alone.

"Even if Silan isn't a knight, I want you here."

Siran's words earlier.

-... I was a fool, not a man worthy of a knight, etc.

I can say that her current state shows everything in this word.

Currently, Silan is losing his identity.

Being a knight was all she had, so she's losing her core because she's no longer a knight.

Still, until now, she has been able to keep herself at the rink because there was a knight's exterior as a remnant.

Even without a core, he kept himself with only a strong exterior.

But that's not right now either.

It's one girl who's not a knight here, and Silan can't admit her value.

So I think.

- How can I survive until this happens?

- If this is going to happen, then, I wish it was over.

No, it's not.

That's not true.

That's how it is, don't make Silan think.

So I thought what I needed now was someone to acknowledge the value of Silan, who is no longer a knight.

I don't know if this is right.

However, the slightest resistance, then, was gone.

"Don't."

pompous, Syran said.

"… I apologize for the inconvenience"

"What's wrong with that?"

"I may no longer be of any help"

"It doesn't matter."

"You want your own blood, don't you?

"I don't care"

"Isn't this the way you feel?"

"That's not true"

Deny Shiran's denial of himself.

"Look, Silan. That's not a big deal at all."

I dare say it again because I just found out everything.

"Even if Silan thinks of himself as something different, to me, Silan is one of them. It won't change there."

Affirms her existence.

I tell her with my arms I can't hold you. [M]

Eventually, Silan's cold body began to tremble.

Whimpering leaks.

Until the tremor subsided, I kept holding her thin body.