"Guys......!?
Iris (Rene), who had struck out of the woods himself to hide the body behind his back, saw the impossible and hardened.
There were three “dragon's throat whistles” who were supposed to have left almost on Count Keeley's territory, the other side of the country.
Warrior (Fighter) Benedict. His rough upper body, which is a cobolt, is covered in fur, and his head is that of a dog. The helmet also has ears. He wears Mithril armor and carries a great sword with a tip like a neck mowing axe. He is a trusted leader who leads faces with both one and two habits.
Hugh the shield hand (tank). I always wear heavy armor when I say it's to strengthen my body. Small for a shield hand (tank), but on the other hand he is a moveable shield (tank) and defense and exact beating (smite) by a spike shield on both hands has saved the party many times. He is good at taking care of things and is also responsible for negotiating parties.
Deanna the monk (Priestess). He is good at fighting while speaking of monks (Priestess), and if he is a little Zako, he kicks him to death with a pair of boots with an iron plate. On a modified monk coat braided with Mithril fibers... instead of the usual tin cane, he now carries a silver whip like the silver accessory he always wears. Some of them didn't get drunk, but they were well looked after and merciful, especially to Ilis, who treated them like mothers.
I thought we would never see each other again like this.
But here they are.
The three of them looked at Iris (Rene) and had a bewildered, alarming, odd look.
I held my chest down gently so Deanna could take the pain.
"It hurts so bad...!
Iris! You used magic that people shouldn't have used!?
How many people did you kill with what magic!? That's what I was talking about!
"Huh......!?
Iris (Rene) 's heart jumped. Like a child who has been spotted flirting.
"Mostly what! It's all over the city. Shit! Thanks to you, I was scattered around! How long have you been such a magical idiot!
"Ma, wait! How did this happen?
- Yes, yes, above all, we have to clear up there first.
Iris (Rene) tried to quell his confusion by saying 'What to do now'.
Deanna exposes only the chest of the monk's coat to bloody prints.
"This guy says [Inquisition Stigma]. We can find those who have been murdered by evil magic and power.
Plus, if you drain a drop of the blood of one of those victims... it'll be an exploratory technique to hunt the bad guys down to the end of the earth. "
"Painful Cry Whip (Payne Wip)" or "Wind of Doom (Death Cloud)" is classified as a genre called Curse Magic. It is a system of art that distorts the way life and soul are supposed to be in this world. It is difficult for a regular person to exercise this. You can't even master it if you don't distort your own way by some means.
On the other hand, it is a technique that can be used as normal for Rene, who is an undead, as well as the easiest one to use. In fact, the curse magic seems like an exclusive patent for undead monsters from the adventurers.
"I exhumed the body from the snow... and those white bruises look just like the marks I got.
There's something in the woods, too. Looks like you came out of there, but what were you doing?
Now the blood of Iris (Rene) is frozen.
After destroying Nightpython's night escape caravan, Illis (Rene) hid the trail. Keep that in mind, thinking maybe the "dragon's throat” will come after you.
I couldn't believe they found it. Yeah, I figured out it was what Illis (Rene) did, and I didn't expect it to even be material for tracking.
Illis (Rene) doesn't know such magic. I didn't know Deanna could do this.
"Oh, me... I..."
"[Body Reinforcement Tattoo (Enhanced Stigma) - Duplicate (Double)] [Healing Promotional Tattoo (Regenestigma) - Duplicate (Double)] [Sensory Reinforcement Tattoo (Sense Stigma)] [Reaction Reinforcement Tattoo (Reflex Stigma)] [Magic Smelting Tattoo (Manastigma)] [Sacred Sword Tattoo (Weaponstigma)] [S.H.I.E.L.D. Tattoo (Shielded Stigma)] [Pain Block Tattoo (Aponia Stigma)]... Ten Heavy (Dickaple) Excitation (Activate)!!
Deanna starts a magic she has never heard of.
Deanna's entire body emitted a blue-white light on some stripe.
Then a vast amount of magic swept around and blew up from Deanna.
Traces are worn that swirl around the snow.
Deanna is sober enough to make her nauseous. Deanna is releasing a strong sense of intimidation that would inadvertently distract her.
A force that could only be described as an anomaly resided in Deanna. That's what Iris (Rene) found out.
- This is... this power will destroy me (...) and gain (...) ru (...)...!!
Iris (Rene) guessed with his instincts as an undead (though it's weird to say so).
"This guy sucks," he said.
"You... who are you? Are you sure it's Iris? Or did I not know the real Iris?
Deanna, transformed into a divine man, points a silver whip at Illis (Rene).
Deanna's eyes glowing blue and white with the aftermath of magic had the seriousness not to allow even a slight delusion.
"Ginger, don't..."
Iris (Rene) realized that he had been stranded for a long time, and braced his stomach.
Iris (Rene) pushes his thumb against his neck and makes a 'beheading' gesture.
It's just a gesture. However, according to the movement of its fingers, blood erupted from the neck of Iris (Rene).
"Nah......!?
The three people I watched give me a startling look.
The neck of Iris (Rene) is cut off thoroughly as it is and falls from the top of his torso. My vision turned around, but Illis (Rene) grabbed the hair and took his neck.
The body is degenerating. The height shrinks slightly, slightly thinner. The blonde hair with the loose wavy hanging is for shiny silver hair. I don't know for myself, but my vine-colored eyes must have turned silver too.
From the section of the decapitated neck, blood flows backwards and erupts.
It creates a stream loose, floats in the universe, and shapes the red blade of the curse. An object like sharpening a giant ruby into a sword shape.
And Rene, a little teary-eyed, painted a rose crest on the hem of the robe with excess blood.
"Silver hair, silver eyes... a rose of blood!
"No way! No way!
Rene can do whatever he wants if he just possesses and takes over.
But if it's a girl your age, you can maximize the magic of your soul, and you can replace your body with undead to fight in times of need.
"" Princess Rose of Grievances "…!!"
When I see Rene, who became Durahan's figure, I am bewildered by the Trinity.
"Then where's Iris!
"I was here earlier"
Rene slapped a ton of flat breasts with her sword-held hand.
"I was possessed by Illis. My soul has always been dormant in my body...
I've now replaced this body with a body as an undead. He's dead. Iris is. "
Of whether or not the word ends.
Benedict's eyes glistened.
"Dear Gui, Aaaaaaaaaaaa!!
"No, Benedict! I can't!!
Benedict advances with his hands on the Great Sword.
But now that he had taken Durahan, a long-lasting figure in the White Soldier War, Benedict's advance, a heavy warrior, seemed to be at a rate at which the fly was likely to stop.
Rene stepped in herself and waved the red blade many times as she danced.
"Damn......!
Scarlet flashes chop Benedict into pieces of armor.
The finely chopped armor peeled off, then Benedict fell with the doe.
Blood spilled from Benedict, which no longer moves with Pickle, dyed the white snow red.
- What the hell. You can kill him right, I can.
Apparently, you've become a monster to your heart.
Rene looked down at Benedict and was horrified....... is that really ho?
I know Benedict is a good guy. It was only a short while ago, borrowing the position of Illis, but we lived together, we liked it, and we thought it was someone we could rely on.
But now, there wasn't even a single wasp of guilt among the Rene who killed Benedict. The sword muscle never blurred.
"Benedict!"
"Calm down, Hugh. Luckily Wesara is right there. Bring it to the temple and you'll be resurrected."
Deanna controls Hugh, who was about to pop out himself.
If you are a high priest, you can exercise resurrection magic.
However, you will not succeed first unless you increase your success rate with a variety of expensive catalysts, and your success rate will decrease more acceleratively with poor corpse status or time after death. Particularly serious is the question of time, because it can be mostly the deepest part of the dungeon that an adventurer dies, so even if his companion survives and brings back a body for resuscitation, it can no longer be retrieved while he returns.
This situation, which died just outside the city, is arguably an unfortunate blessing for Benedict. Well, it's unfortunate in the midst of misfortune that the two of us left have to repel the strongest undead to return with the body.
Incidentally, the resurrection of Iris is probably impossible even if by some means it wipes out Rene's soul, as it has become the worst state of being undead instead of damaging the body. It was also natural for Benedict to run out of bees.
"So what's going on? My armor's cut like butter."
"That sword, it's probably a magic attack. That armor doesn't make sense. Take it off."
"Are you serious?"
Deanna told me. Hugh threw down his shield, turned his hand around his back and messed with something.
Heavy armor peels off lightly like some kind of joke, and a flesh of fine macho shape appears from under it.
Hugh's armor is sturdy, but he was meticulous enough to get rid of it instantly if he messed with certain procedures. That's exactly how it works in case this happens.
"We're back to bandits."
Releasing a knife for battle, Hugh laughs as if he was distracted.
Hugh was originally a bandit (sheaf). However, he was turning to the shield (tank) in order to make use of the party's strengths of being two magicians and to protect the guard (especially England), since there were few opportunities to explore the dungeon.
There is no damage to the blade of the curse that does not work if it does not hit. I saw the light warrior style as more effective with the emphasis on dodging.
"Princess Rose. What are you willing to do by taking away Illis' body... or what did you do?
Ask as if Deanna would poke an ultimatum.
"If you say so… we are going to destroy this country. I need it for that. So I've been crushing nightpythons."
"Right. I don't think you can stop me if I tell you to."
"You can leave it to someone to be angry about irrationality...
That was your word.
But who would be angry instead if this “Princess Rose of Grievances” forgot her vengeance? Who will judge them?
I'll interest you back with plenty of pain and despair. I am so sorry to go to the world in peace. "
"Hmm. I knew then that Iris wasn't Iris anymore"
Deanna shakes her head like she's exhausted or distressed.
And when I looked up, I waved a silver whip.
The whip was long enough to betray its unreliable appearance, stretched sharply, and blew (...) next to Rene like a protruding spear (...) pulled (...) out (...).
"'Vengeance is the bitterness of blame for continuing to imprison oneself in a prison of resentment (...). It's the words of an old poet who hung himself crazy."
The whip was wielded and I just flew straight.
But that was just the aftermath of the energy deciding deep snow, forming a small half-pipe in a straight line from Deanna.
"You can't let a pretty girl look like that. I'll stop you at your own expense.
You're not licking me, princess. "