My Death Flags Show No Sign of Ending

"For my exposure, is it?

"That's right. annoyingly."

Harold, who was reluctantly set to board with Erica, honestly confessed his history that there was no need to hide it in this situation.

Erica's reaction to the truth was to bow her head deeply and apologize.

"I'm sorry my brother seems to have taken the liberty"

"If you want to apologize, hold his reins from the beginning."

Though I think this mouth is drooling of unscrupulous complaints, if Erica can control Itsuki, she will also have less chance of facing each other like this. In terms of mental health, I want Erica to do her best because they are better for each other.

Well, that makes Harold feel better once and for all. And I cut from myself into Erica.

"So what? It's not like I just wanted to hear the end of it."

"... right. I'd like to check with Harold."

"I don't have an in-laws to answer your questions."

They have quite a few answers from the expected questions first. Almost all matters relating to the current position, the content of the mandate and Justus will remain silent.

"Of course, I don't mind just what Master Harold can answer."

"Well, get it concise."

"Thank you. So let me ask you frankly, why did you try to break your engagement with me then, five years ago?

Erica has asked that by diving in her voice. It would be to keep the sailor's man from leaking.

The pivotal sailor is not interested in Harold and the others and works to introduce Cabran. That just seems more forced to say this than to let the passengers aboard. It's a good place to work, but it was convenient for Harold and the others.

"What are you gonna do when you hear something you don't understand?"

"Let's change the language. How could it have been that timing?

That timing was when, after reconsideration, it was decided that the sentence of execution would be overridden and that the figure would be transferred to Yustus' lab.

After the retrial, he slammed it straight from the front to the task of watching the verdict. The task only gave me a sad look, but I remember well that I was less surprised. Sooner or later when such a day would have come, my heart would have been ready.

Though as Harold, I was just surprised that Erica's engagement was dissolved and I thought it would represent joy with euphemism.

It was the parents of Hayden and Jessica and Harold who were with the task that was hard. Naturally, he was vehemently opposed and persuaded to reconsider. He persisted that it was just a stray, but still, Harold affirmed that he was not willing to marry Erica.

I still get regular letters from my father Hayden that continue to persuade me, but this is something I've been deciding to do since before I met Erica. I'm not going to bend over there right now.

By the way, it was really shortly after the retrial verdict that I offered to break my engagement, when I left.

That was because the aim was to inform Justus more than anyone else that there was no longer any connection with Smeragi.

The mystery that still occurs in Smeragi territory is what Justus is generating. If you still had intimacy with Smeragi after you entered Yustus' umbrella, you threatened to crack whoever provided you with the medicine from there that was stopping the damage to your temper.

If that happens, I can turn my suspicious eyes to why Harold, who was ten at the time, knew how to manufacture drugs that could raise his immunity to Qi. It's deadly to be put under such suspicion while under Justus.

It was also a later festival that I regretted keeping my mouth shut when it came to antibodies if this happened. Although it is not published, few of us know that it belongs to the Smeraggi family and the edge of their mansion. In addition, I could not deny the fear of being dissected intrigued by Justus, who questioned how it would have been possible to know if the presence of a map, etc., which anticipated the contamination range, had become bright.

Harold doesn't have a tongue or anything that could contradict a mad genius scientist, so he had to crush the possibility of being questioned.

Quick story is for protection. In the first place, there was no development of Harold under Justus in the original. It was supposed to put Justus in Harold's heart, burning in revenge for losing to the liners twice, and give him a secret drug called 'Astralpotion'.

It is a doping item that when ingested, it amplifies the magic in the body - the astral body - allowing it to be more powerful than usual.

But the body could not follow its strengthening, and Harold, the original, was drunk by his swollen strength, and lost his life as he collapsed his body after he became an alien and fulfilled that he could not even call man.

Well, it can be avoided if you don't even ingest astral potion on this, but there is also the disadvantage that the experience gained in the fight against fanaticism Harold doesn't accumulate in the liners. That would have to be compensated with a bottom up of local power by enhancing gear and planting tactics that were effective in the game.

Now put that down. Then when it came to understanding why it was a different development from the original, it was because that was the only way to survive. Anyway, all of a sudden I thought I'd show up in front of Harold, who's being held prisoner in a dungeon, and I said, "Who better to execute a man or help me with my job? If you're coming to me, I'll give you more power than I have now. Well, it could be a hell of a pain, too."

The only way to survive is to get on that suggestion. But it was a highly probable choice to die.

Helping Justus do his job means lending a hand to his ambition. Inevitably, it will be the enemy of the liners, and if it works, it will be the demise of the world. It is also fully conceivable to be discarded as a pawn.

Even though that was the only way to survive, it's not as easy as choosing...... it should have been.

This is something that the Harold principals had forgotten, but his mouth also has features other than automatic conversion of words. Only activated twice in the past. It was not long before I came to this world.

If you say so, the original reproduction. The line you said in the game will come out with your mouth on. The time and scene were different from the game, but the situation that Justus would empower Harold was the same as the original.

That is why his mouth returned this way after laughing so high that he even pulled it off himself.

"Give me strength. I'll tell you what a real hell it is'.

Instant instant execution to foolishness by the original Harold, thirsty for power. Thus Harold became a soldier in the arms of Las Boss due to an unfolding he never thought possible.

Unexpected is also a good place. Thanks to this I was very disturbed by the subsequent route choices. And that is also a matter of current progression.

Harold answered Erica's question with such bitter memories.

'Cause that was the best place for me.'

"Because I was able to let you know that I was disconnected from Smeragi around me, is that it?

It was said as if it had been read in my heart.

That would not be possible, but then why did Erica come to the answer? No way do you know anything about Justus? and such a question turns my head.

"Well."

I inadvertently tease Yustus without giving him his name.

It's hard to imagine Erica getting information that even Elle hasn't grabbed.

Above all, Harold's thoughts should not be drawn even if he knew the qualities of Justus in a true sense. That doesn't mean that earlier words read Harold's aim either, which I guess is the answer Erica derived from her own point of view. It happens to be more likely that they just agree to make sense on words.

"Trying to be alone until then..."

"Did I say something?

"No, never mind"

I missed hearing Erica whisper something too much thought into her thinking. I wouldn't open my mouth if I asked back to see where it was returned with a disturbing but awesome attitude.

Well in the future it seems better to keep an eye on whether Smeragi has put any exploration into Justus rather than Erica...... It is unlikely that Itsuki has taken up the request without any knowledge.

The option for Smeragi's side to take action toward Justus was out of Harold's head just because he assumed he had completely cut off the edge.

"Is that all you want to confirm?

"There is one more thing. How far is it true to hear the rumors of the wind about Harold?

"I'm not interested in hatred and stuff like that. I don't know if it's any more true than I don't."

"Nightkiller, a knight-killer who tragically killed dozens of knights. The one who contracts with the devil and sells off the kidnapped toddler to gain wealth. A champion who dyed his hands on all the evils that exist in this world and culminated in evil ways. And what else is typical of this place?"

They were all just things I had heard of this. It is supposed to be pretty bad when people hear it from me again.

Well, it's mostly because of Justus' footprints.

As far as knight killing is concerned, I just occasionally encountered a place where the Knights were about to be wiped out by a horde of monsters on the road to their mission. It was about whether there were ten of them, but by the time Harold arrived, more than half had already died and the rest were dying. Quite seriously, I wiped out all the monsters, but only two of them ended up taking their lives.

Both, however, were injuries enough to leave them with sequelae, so he retired from the Knights shortly thereafter.

People are also just leaving orphans and stray children they see in battlefields and slum streets with some hardware in decent orphanages. This shouldn't have caught people's eyes above only going enough times with one hand. For some reason, Justus had found out, and it was also an event that recognised his horror.

The last “vicious champion” would be Harold's fictional image, associated with various rumors. When I heard this, Justus said, "I lack specificity. The making is sweet," he moaned, "so he should be a no-touch. Although it's annoying to be so obsessed with spreading Harold's bad reviews as to mourn.

For now, every time I hear a rumor about myself, Harold can't help but think, "If that's true, I'm caught just like you."

Erica seems to understand that much, but I guess she's half-hearted to hear it this way. That would be pushing me through the bottom line. I'd also like to affirm it in the sense that it doesn't push me to appreciate myself, but after Erica becomes one of the liners, I'd like to avoid it if it can spread within the party and have to be in full conflict.

I want to be credible enough to get advice and information. If I can't, I'll have to pass it on via Elle.

"It is true that this hand is wet in blood and stained with evil. But what happened to it? It would just be foolish for the weak to be fed as they are"

This is the answer I'm just saying is a chunk of voter consciousness. He could only restrain himself if the word inferior species did not appear.

Harold looks at the palm of his right hand. I've slammed monsters and humans with this sword in my hand. That was no denial, but it wasn't like I felt anything.

"Maybe I still don't understand you with very different values. But..."

Softly, Harold's right hand was wrapped warm and soft. The fever spreads twitching.

The identity of the fever is Erica's hands. That was holding Harold's right hand. It's as gentle and loving as it can be on your chest.

"With this hand you have protected my loved ones. That is the unshakeable truth. So I'm ready to accept no matter how big a sinner you are."

A gaze so feverish that it's not allowed to distract you, that it's likely to draw you in.

I felt like reason was ringing an alarm not to look Erica in the eyes any more. Still, as fascinated, Harold accidentally shook Erica's hand back...

"And that's what my brother might say. He loves you."

When that happened, my right hand was released. Harold also regains his cool when the heat in his right hand, which was exposed to the outside air, pulls off.

I realized that Erica was teased with a pranky smile on her face. Suddenly embarrassed, Harold turns to the day after tomorrow and arms himself with his free right hand.

Modest, then listening to fun Erica's laughter, Harold stayed that way until the ship reached the berth to delude the lit.