Monster no Goshujin-sama

Twenty-three.

- And I opened my eyes.

There it is, the world of lightning.

In the darkness that goes on everywhere, I float with lightning.

In the lights, in double copy, I saw my own statue.

It's a strange space I've been in before.

It was a place where only me and my family could exist.

But there was a rotten smell there now.

There is a nauseating stench.

"Welcome home, Takahiro Mashima. Welcome to the world of nightmares."

From the depths of darkness, Travis' face appeared.

It looked terrible.

His eyes are crushed by deep lacerations, and the contours of his face dissolve in various places.

The original appearance was merely a faint face, and that was all the more awkward.

My wrist is grabbed by that hand, which was made like a badly made clay worker.

The power to grip is awesome.

My wrist was making a nasty noise.

"Gu..."

My hair is sticking.

I had the feeling my roots were threatened.

When he looked at me unexpectedly, he distorted Travis' melted mouth greatly.

I laughed.

He had a malicious look on his face.

"How do you feel about being invaded by your soul"

... soul.

Well, am I the only soul here?

I wasn't too surprised.

I was so convinced.

Because I was wondering if that might be the place because of what had happened so far.

So what mattered was the current situation deriving from it.

It follows from the fact that Travis told me in bad faith that I am being attacked by the soul itself.

Travis' "Holy Eye" shouldn't have such a function, so this would be the effect of "Spiritual Medicine" I heard from Rose.

I was able to get an idea of the situation.

And I breathed one breath, and inquired.

"... Travis. You, why are you here?

"Is it strange? I'm here."

The melted face was distorted.

"Do you doubt how you can suffer"

Apparently, he enjoys seeing me suffer.

"Is it painful? Is it hard? Are you miserable?"

It depends on your scalp, and you come up with it.

"Oh. That's a good one. Are you..."

"Don't take the liberty of mistaken pleasure in it, it's lame"

Pinching his mouth, Travis solidified the mockery.

He didn't think a counterattack was coming.

But I didn't have a stepfather to go out with Travis.

"I asked, 'Why are you here?' I guess you do, too, that I'm the only one with a soul. You're the one. What's wrong with that?

Having understood the situation, it was not difficult to anticipate.

"Did you say 'spiritual medicine', a relic of the brave of the past… or 'arrows of martyrs'? A special magic tool, activated by the prayer of a knight and risking his life. Right. What you're here for is its potency. But then there's one weird thing. Whatever it is, there's no way you're giving your life."

It's not like we have a lot of relationships, but I know as much as Travis is a person who has nothing to do with the spirit of self-sacrifice.

Yet Travis is here...

"You've been stripped of your soul, haven't you?

It may also have something to do with the fact that our eyes were shattered apart from the struggle against us.

Regardless, I don't know about the detailed history, but there's one thing for sure.

The man who crushed others for his own birth means he was last crushed.

"... ahhh! You!"

Travis got furious.

I was just trying to say what I came up with, but I guess I just said it wasn't far away without hitting it.

It was just a chewy look.

"You! It's your fault! Because of you, I ha-ha-ha!

At least, this situation doesn't seem to be Travis' intention.

Though, that's why it was my fault.

"My fault? Don't be stupid."

Travis is the one who's attacked me for unselfish reasons.

I deserve that, no matter what happens after I take a counterattack.

There is also a lot of responsibility shifting.

I couldn't hang out with him or anything.

So...

"... Kiki, you!?

A wolfed voice rose.

Because I pushed Travis back slightly, clenching his wrist and trying to hold him back.

"You......! How!

"... nothing. It's no wonder."

There was a faint load, but I won't put it on the table.

I rang my nose.

"I hear" Psychotropic Medicine "is what powers" Knight's Prayer. "But for this minute, I'm guessing 'spiritual pills' will work no matter what other minds there are. For example, even if it was resentment like yours. A relic of a brave man who, with his soul, turns his willpower into a blade of poison. That's who" The Psychotropics "are."

The more powerful the included soul is, the more persistent it is, and the more powerful it is the more aggressive will it has on the subject.

In that regard, the human being who chose Travis for sacrifice is well aware.

Minds as predators who trample and feed on dozens or hundreds of others.

There is no doubt that a man named Travis, aside from good and bad, has extraordinary mental powers.

Besides, my resentment and anger at being fought back and ruined is intense.

Such negative feelings were the source of the power of the "spirit pills" that eroded the subject.

Perhaps the effect as a 'spiritual drug' should be something of an unparalleled nature in the past.

The target audience has no choice but to indulge.

If normal.

"The power of a brave man acting on his soul and a soul stepping on others. Certainly 'psychotropic' Travis is vicious. But..."

I glanced at Travis' face from the front.

"If we had something against them, too, wouldn't we be talking about it?

"You…"

"'Degeneration of the soul' by deepening abilities. It's been pointed out to Silan for a long time, but in other words, my abilities are acting on my soul."

In the first place, 'spiritual pills' Travis attacking souls is supposed to just be unilaterally eroded.

At a time when I am aware of it, this world of lightning, created by my abilities, will be of such a nature.

"That's... that's why what's wrong!

Travis attracted his expression.

"To that extent, are you going to beat me!

The pressure became stronger.

That also means that it is resistant to wear and tear on Travis.

It's not a bad situation.

Add, that wasn't even the end of it.

"Ha ha... Ha ha ha! I was a little surprised, but, you know, you're still there."

Having regained his advantage, Travis' grudging spirit was overwhelmed.

"You can't break me!

"... oh. Exactly. I can give you about a minute."

I didn't deny what Travis said.

"My power is still here."

I admitted quietly.

I didn't even have to be told that.

It was something I knew a long time ago.

So I could even say this back.

"What's wrong with that?

"Nah......!

"I don't care."

That's what I said.

Because......

"I'm sorry, but this power is not for me to fight alone."

You're right, sir.

A calm voice sounds in the dark.

The next moment, the world of lightning was filled with white mist.

"What......!?

I guess this was unexpected.

Before Travis could grasp the situation, a thin mist swirled around and turned into countless spreads.

A crawl stretching from all directions instantly wrapped around Travis' body.

"Ko, is this...?

Travis flashed his melted face.

"Well done."

I uttered words of labor.

Travis has turned a hateful eye.

"No way, this belongs to your family..."

"Oh. Right."

Nodded.

"Salvia and Asalina. They were both eroded together here because they were united with me. So, on the contrary, when I fight back, I can help."

If you're at a distance to be beaten, it makes sense that you can also beat him back.

Not to mention, this is our world.

To counter Travis with the relics of the brave, Salvia and Asarina chose a way to join forces.

That's what this was all about.

"Salvia. Asalina. I need your help."

"Of course, sir."

"Sama!"

If you seek, a powerful voice returns.

"Get away from my husband!

"Sama - heh!

Trying to strip Travis away from me, the spreading began to add strength.

In keeping with that, I fought as hard as I could.

"Peel it off, Travis......!

Squeeze the whole body spirits.

Eat up your teeth and be burdened.

In the real world, the Roses are doing their best.

Then I had to fight too.

"This is our world. Get out of our world!

Travis' arms were slightly peeled off.

"Good luck, sir!

"Summer!"

Pushed back by a voice echoing in the dark.

Travis' presence shakes.

strip from this world.

Almost there.

Almost there... - and that was then.

"... ku, ku ku"

A loud voice echoed in the world of lightning.

"Duh, duh, duh"

Travis was laughing.

It was a peculiar disgusting way to laugh.

You could have ignored it.

But why?

I was sniffing out ominous air there.

"What's wrong...?

"No what. I didn't think this was gonna happen."

Creepy and quiet, Travis snapped.

This is what I was doing. I was getting my spare while I was about to be ripped off.

"That's just something I've been through a number of crises.... but okay?

What is sparing Travis?

He asks me in a disgusting tone.

"While you're just concentrating on your insides, you may be irrevocably set to do so, right?

"What..."

And I was about to say, I realized.

More than that, should I say it arrived?

The darkness was trembling.

"Is this...?

I can feel you wherever you are.

Even if you want to be in such a special place.

Because we're connected.

"Guys...?

It was the upset of the families who arrived via the pass.