When I arrived, there was a scene of the Litveal tribes making a mouthful of noise around Aro.
Aro was squatting on the ground, severely ill with a shredded face, belly, arms, and meat here and there, which he could tell was dying at first glance.
It seemed like it was continuing to self-regenerate, and although the meat on the shredded part was regenerating, either because of a lack of MP or the change was a slow one.
The ground around him was determined, the trees were falling, and he could see that there had been intense fighting.
[Hungry Hunter] 's crew members seem to have tragic bodies and explosive rat flesh pieces are also rolling.
And on Aro's shoulder, a Litveal spear was pierced.
The spear penetrates deep into the ground and the body is fixed.
"What are you doing? You! I told you to stop!
"Why are you stopping me! I don't care what you think, it's a monster! Look at that! Gran grabbed me by the leg and I've been complaining about the chill ever since! I'm sure he did it!
"You've gone mad, too!
The Litveal tribe, which would have pierced the spear, was rubbing it with the other Litveal tribes.
Both were fierce swordscreens that could grasp each other right now.
"Come on, it's because of the pieces! The undead will call for a terrible disaster!
An old woman of the Litveal tribe with a cane turned her face bright red and shouted so over and over again.
Then he was out of breath, shaking his shoulder, but when the old woman noticed me, she pounded her knee on the spot with tears zero, lying flat.
"Oh, dragon god! Please, remove the wicked and protect us!
I didn't know what to do either, I was half panicked.
I can't swallow the status quo well to see what's going on in front of me.
That's when I got my eye on Aro.
Aro had meat near his jaw shredded off, and his forehead struck something, or he had a big scratch.
She laughed lonely with her worn mouth and moved her mouth like she was about to complain to me about something.
'I was satisfied already,' I found that's what I said.
However, there is still an untrained color in Aro's eyes.
He cared about me and understood that he was trying to keep the place round by dying like this.
"GOOOOOOOO!"
I was shouting [growling] before I even thought about it.
The surrounding Litveal tribes were simultaneously silent and consolidated on the spot.
Then, finally, calmly, I could think about things.
What I feared the most happened.
Aro, who has worked so desperately to regain his human body so far, has been put forward in front of the Litveal tribe in a disintegrated manner.
Aro is already able to speak the language.
So I had this sweet idea that if it worked out at first, I could even blend in.
That was the first thing I heard.
I felt so that everything I've ever done that I wanted to do for Aro had just led me to torment Aro into mischief.
Anyway, I pulled through the spear and pulled my face gently.
Aro touched my face after hesitating for a moment.
I feel the light shining in Aro's hand and my MP diminishing with trace amounts.
Aro's body regenerates faster.
"Riu, dragon god... why..."
Aro rose up and moved his neck twice while the Litveal tribes were raging.
Then Aro slowly stretches out his arms.
"… [Gaelic]"
The soil at the feet of Pan and Aro exploded, and a sandstorm broke out.
This was unexpected for me too.
I wondered exactly if Aro had suddenly gone on the attack, but he seemed to have scattered dirt at his feet and just made his eyes look bad.
In that gap Aro was passing through the siege of the Litveal tribe and rushing out to a distance.
"Hey, what's this!?
A new scream of the Litveal tribe rises.
Around the area, there were about a few moving around like rays made of solidified soil.
This is the skill of Aro's [dirt doll].
He seemed wary of being chased and scattered.
"Undead's family! Shattered and must be sealed with rituals! Call the dragon god witch! Give me a witch! Where's that traitor Bella walking blindly!
In the midst of the fuss, one Litveal woman, who had been seized, shook off the man he had seized and ran out after Aro.
I finally figured out who Aro was looking at earlier.
"Sorry!
"Ugh!
Likewise, one of the men who had been seized poked a gap that was a [dirt doll] commotion, releasing an elbow blow to the flank of the man who had been holding him down, and running toward Aro.
Of Aro's parents, Aino and Tatark.
"Idiot! That's not your daughter anymore! It's a monster!
One of the Litveal clans held him down by holding him on Aino's back and strangling him with wings.
At the next moment, Tatark punched the man in the face, pulling Aino's hand and chasing after Aro.
"Hey, Aino! Over here!"
"Yay, you fucked up! Hey, somebody stop those two! They're gonna kill us!
About an elbow punch, a man lying on the spot points to Tatark's back.
"Not the other way around! Don't kill this family quick! Ryu, dragon god! Dragon god!
The old woman was surrounded by three chicks and a moving dirt raven, screaming as she spurned from her mouth.
It's the earthworm from Aro. There will be no harm done to the Litveal people first.
I followed Aino, Tatark and Aro after a glimpse of the fussy Litveal tribes.
At the end of the day, you made a ditch with the Litveal tribe.
Aro stood in front of a large river.
Before that, Aino and Tatark line up out of breath.
Aro was still worn out in his body, but he seemed to be restoring quite a bit of flesh.
At least, there's no part of the bone that's exposed.
"Allo! Really... Allo, right? Something, something, give me a response!
Aro lay down his face to hide his red eyes, but Aino called him in, opening his eyes and gently raising his face.
"... father, mother"
Poop, tell Aro to squeal.
In one word, Aino and Tatark, who were desperately calling to Aro, closed their mouths.
"... since the day I was sacrificed... we've both been fighting about the Dragon God witch... and I've always been anxious to put your father, your mother down and go to another settlement. Father...... I didn't like the way the witches did, and after that, I knew you'd gone over there by yourself, didn't I?
Look down, like Tatark is stuck in words.
After all, Tatark became distrustful of the settlement because of the sacrifice related to the dragon witch, and seemed to be headed to the anti-dragon goddess settlement.
"But... that monster is gone and the settlement is back in one... I'm so glad your father and mother came to me today with you both. Don't fight anymore."
"Oh, I won't! I would never do anything to make Aro nervous again!
"So, Aro, over here..."
I reached out as Aino called Aro's name.
After taking the hand gently, Aro gripped it gently to spare him, shaking his head slowly, and then withdrew his hand.
"I... here, because I can't stay... Bye, Father, Mother. I loved it."
Aro looked down and took a step back. Come on, a little wind blew.
The wind strokes the surface and winds up the earth smoke.
By the time Po sounded and the earthquake was clear, Aro's appearance was gone.
Instead, before Aino and Tatark, something like a white shard fell.
Some of Aro's bones, they were like shards.
Tatark picks it up softly and hands it carefully to Aino.
Then, as we both realized something at the same time, we held each other in tears.
Other than the two whimpers, I heard nothing but the sound of the river flowing.
I decided to go down the stream of the river and leave this forest after only once I had my eye on the little bone fragments Aino was gripping.
Aro's untrained, I guess, was about Aino and Tatark.
I was worried and worried about what happened to the two of them after my death because they were broken up.
If so, it is also very natural for the untrained sunny Aro to return to the afterlife.
I felt an empty hole in my chest, but I kept going down the river, telling myself I was glad this was it.
Looking back at the noise, a black spider with something like a white surface attached to his head, Petite Nightmare, was about to walk over here.
"GOOO......"
I ring and call without power.
Whoa... you, are you here?
Thank you. What about the others, Alainy?
The masked spider, Petite Nightmare, rocked his head left and right.
Apparently, the other spiders are going to stay in this forest.
For the demons, the living environment dictates life and death.
Even as an instinct, it wouldn't be something I'd think I'd move around so easily.
It is natural when taken for granted.
Looking back forward, the tree that was in front swung back here.
Mr. Trent!... Yes, you were there.
Right... will you follow me too... right...
Doh, how do we carry it? You're slow on your feet, aren't you, Mr. Trent?
Well, there's no reason to rush, so I just need to slow down... and when I was thinking about it, on the branches, I saw a little kid sitting there.
The child flew flutterly from the top of the branch and stood just below my head.
It was more of an allo than a child......
I lowered my head and put my face closer to Aro.
Oh, that... why?
Didn't you become a Buddha? Hey, can I come over here?
I gotta get out of these woods, too, huh?
"... I, too, can't be here anymore"
Aro looks a little lonely, looking back at the woods.
If I keep my apologies too quiet, Aro moves his body like he's in a hurry.
"But that's enough. A proper last greeting...... because I could. Because you told me you wouldn't fight anymore."
"Really, I, too, thought that if they saw your father and your mother getting along the last time, they'd be gone by now. But there's only one thing left to do."
Still, what's left of it?
Oh, it's... I'm out of here, are you okay? You don't have to worry about me, okay?
Aro makes earphones with his hands, moves his opposite hand flickering and tells him in gesture to lend me his ear.
I leaned softly towards Aro, wondering.
Aro snorted softly near my ear.
"Nope."
That's all I said, softly Zhu on his white skin and a smile worthy of his age, Aro turned his back on me and ran out to the outside of the woods.
When they looked beside me, they looked at me and laughed at me.
I got kind of embarrassed and turned back and chased Aro.
After a while of pacing Aro, he turned back to me and looked back, and there was Petite Nightmare running right behind me and Mr. Trent desperately chasing me back and forth from the far rear.