Then the two of us walked around the village.
Neither did Menel hesitate after that.
He holds the hands of the undead, who were left with intelligence and reason, and exchanges words of farewell.
What is not, frenzied or stained with hatred, was forcefully purified with the power of the protection of the Goddess of Fluid (GraceFeel).
"It's GraceFeel, the god of lightning. … rest and guide."
However, this Holy Light Guide (Divine Torch) is highly effective against the undead, but it is not a versatile technique.
If the undead side resists, the effect of the procedure will be to compete with the strength of the operator's protection and the resistance that comes from the opponent's obsession.
For example, if, although hypothetically, once Brad, Marie, or Gus genuinely resisted, my prayers would not guide their souls.
If I reached Marie's realm, I might be able to return her to the circle with a push, even the highest undead like the three of us.
So there was some concern that in some cases it wouldn't arrive, but fortunately no one in this village turned it into such a powerful undead.
In front of me, the spirit body suddenly falls out of the wreckage of a woman who was waving a frenzied, burnt knife.
A decent woman looked around and understood the situation…
"- Leave the rest to me."
I put my hand on my own left chest and said so, as I swear.
A woman nods. Please, but like I said.
Another thing, my soul returned to the circle.
"…… er."
Check the perimeter.
I am not sure because it is in the poison fog, but the dizzying place is obviously over...... I think.
"Menel. Anything else?
"……… one more house"
Follow me, and Menel walks out.
Tread and walked through the muddled, hardened soil.
It was in a deep position in the village.
It's completely burnt and it's all burnt up, but maybe it used to be a little big house.
Whereas the other houses have only one large room or at most two plus barns or livestock huts, there seems to be about three.
Menel looked at the house for a while.
Then, breathe, exhale.
Hold my fist tight,
"…… hey! Come on, Granny Marple!
And I raised my voice.
"Hmm."
A spirit appeared as it slid through a pillar of coal in black.
She's a much older old lady.
But his hips aren't bent, and he looks firm.
Reminds me a little of Gus...... at that moment, I noticed a fact and was relieved.
... Not good. The ghost of this old lady named Marple, probably close to the top.
The other ghosts are blurry or somewhere obscure, while the old lady's body is as clear as gas.
I don't know how the boulders are capable of fighting, but somehow, perhaps, they have a strong soul.
... If she is confused and resists surgery, it is possible that she cannot be sent by my ability.
In other words, a magical weapon that leads to the Spirit Body, which becomes "The Moon" and "The Eating Up (Overeater)."
In front of Menel, I can't help but carve the soul of this old lady, possibly...
"Hehe. Don't worry so much, boy."
They saw a flash of agitation.
My old lady laughs.
"I'm not too busy yet."
- In its eyes, obviously, there was a light of reason.
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"Well, that's more than anything, Grandma.
Apparently, he left something untrained and stayed, but don't worry.
... See, it's a real virtuous high priest (Hyprist) Sama. We just happened to meet. "
Menel spoke to the old lady's ghost.
Quite a rap.
"Returning a lost soul like a grandmother is a gift, as is purifying the land and healing the injured.
So I'll do something about the village with us. Thank you and pass away. "
But to show me, high priests of virtue (hyperists) are a lot more popular.
... Did you do something that amazing?
Though it seems like I've just managed to fix it at the right time.
"Or is there something else? You want to tell someone and leave them behind? Tell them instead…………"
"Menel."
The old lady sighed once as she blocked Menel's words with one voice.
"You killed a man."
I did see Menel tremble his shoulders for a moment.
"... YAY, YA. Nothing... What are you talking about, Grandma, all of a sudden. Seriously, have you been busy?
"You're easy to understand."
"What is it?"
Menel is trying to deceive me, but he's not getting through.
Granny Marple continues with certainty.
"- You, the roots are disciplined and clean."
Hearing that, he fell to his heart.
- Will. You... you, why did you help!
- Kill him. If you kill him, he'll kill you.
-... you seriously think this is okay? I'm killing people, right?
- I'm not looking to ask God to forgive me now!
What is it?
Instead of being twisted, he was very straight.
That's why I was looking for punishment.
Otherwise, no statement would appear asking for recompense, and when I was lucky enough to help, I would have used it.
Until this moment now, I hadn't noticed that at all.
... Apparently I really don't see a human being.
I haven't had that experience in my previous life, and I grew up in a closed boxyard even in this life.
I experience a lack of interpersonal experience.
And at the same time, I have to feel the rich interpersonal experience of the old lady in front of me.
Even if you can't shake a sword or use magic, maybe this guy is a lot better than me.
"It's not for me, you know, that kind of evil."
…………
"Who's gonna kill me again, you know? It's time to stop eating each other with all our strength."
"Let it go…………………."
An old lady's voice, like cutting off a big one with a big one.
In contrast, Menel's voice was trembling.
"Let it go! Then what should I have done!!
The scream was almost close to crying.
"Granny's dead too! The villagers are starving and freezing!!
What else could I have done!! I guess I'll have to rely on my powers though!!
Or can you pray to God!?... God has never helped me!!
Menel reaching for the old lady's ghost, but that hand cuts the sky.
"Damn...... damn, damn!!
Get down on your knees and get the grunting menus... I just have to watch.
"I don't like it anymore… let me die with you………"
In a swirling doomed village of poisonous fog.
A beautiful half-elf voice echoes with pity.
"Half life is too long for me………."
What draws the blood of an elf lives hundreds of years.
His life doesn't end easily.
If I were you.
What can I say to him now? [M]
…… I don't know.
"- Listen, Menel. Meneldor."
Aunt Marple says that in a harsh voice.
When Menel looked up......... the old lady smiled slowly.
"Still, God gave you one last chance."
Menel opened her eyes... and she saw me. [M]
My old lady, she laughs and continues.
"This is the last time. It's time to quit living the shitty way."
The smile is full of mercy.
I even once saw Martel the Mother Earth's Wood Spirit (Echo).
"Even if you hate God, God always loves you.
Even if you don't notice, don't get tired of it, don't get tired of it, and keep illuminating you. "
The voice echoes.
In the doomed village, the voice of the doomed.
Like a young child sneaking up on his friends about the location of a treasure that has been bewitched.
"… so all you have to do is notice the light."
Do something, Granny Marple laughed.
Menel even looks at her face, leaking a groan that doesn't make her voice tremble.
Then... she looked at me.
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"Now, Cleric, give me a minute."
"- Yes."
"Can you ask for this fool for a second?
... the root part is not a bad one.
Well, I don't know……… could you get along?
It's the last wish of the departing.
To the words, snort.
Aunt Marple nodded contentedly.
"And... the warcraft that attacked the village, but that's Kimaira.
Three heads. A lion with fangs, a subdragon spraying fire, and a magical goat.
The wing is the one with the pterygomatic membrane of the subdragon, with the lion's paw on the front leg and the goat's hoof on the back leg.
Then I'm not sure, but the tail is a viper. I don't know... "
I switched topics and my old lady talked hard.
That's the information.
It's what I wanted. [M]
"After I roughed up the village, I grabbed the cow I killed and flew away west.
It's the direction of the Tetsuba Mountains. "
Look west.
Beyond the poison fog, you can see the mountains in the distance.
That way.
"…… You wanted that information, didn't you? Boy."
That's what they say, snort.
Then fine, and Aunt Marple laughed.
"I can't thank you enough, but this much."
"…… Um. Maybe you're untrained."
That's what they said, and the old lady laughed.
"That's true. You're going to die without letting anyone know about such a lousy guy!
That's why the old lady laughs and continues.
"Because of this, I don't need your guidance.
God knows... I'm already waiting for you. "
beside the old lady...... I saw the lights flashing.
…… oh.
You're here.
"So I'm going now."
Oh.
The outside world was dim.
But... there are amazing people, too.
"…… Menel, stop doing well.
There are so many things in the world that can't be taken back, so much so that you can get sick and pause without meaning.
Stand up, face forward, and do what you do. "
"I don't like it... I don't like it anymore... please don't..."
"... for Christ's sake, you're such an ungrateful child."
Aunt Marple shrugged her shoulders at the end.
"Well, I'll ask for the rest."
"Yes. - I'll leave the rest to you."
I put my hand on my own left chest and said so, as I swear.
The old lady laughs.
... and one more thing, my soul returned to the circle.