"I don't know... what's that..."
Deanna was still alive when the flash of death swept her away.
Though, that's just to say he's alive. Her monk's coat, which fell on her back, wore out, with a burn-like wound all over her body and a big hole in her abdomen. The silver whip flies blackened and bounced, and no longer dwells the holy glow.
By his side, Hugh's bones, decaying as they had been exposed to a millennial windstorm, were rolling.
"..." Princess Rose of Grievances ”is not Durahan"
Rene, who walked over to Deanna, hung her hand on the skeleton head. Grab your hair and remove its neck.
The wand returned to the red blade as the body regained the weight of the meat, making Rene another Durahan style.
"Its body is a spiritual body, the flesh can be anything, whatever...... in a (...) n (...) de (...) d (...) if (...)
It may be odd to say 'the strongest undead'. The main body is the highest spiritual system undead avis spirit, but at the same time Rene is all undead.
You can be a zombie or a skeleton if you want to be, and you can even turn into a dragon zombie if you make up for this somehow that's not enough. For one thing, the strongest Durahan in the Battle of the White Soldiers can be made from the human body and is user-friendly. And it was the most powerful rich of magic.
While it's rich, I subtly doubt where the meat was disappearing, but perhaps the magical principles of the storage system work.
He made a magic attack in Durahan's state, where his magic power was restricted, and let him think that was the limit output, which accidentally riched up and smashed through his defenses.
In Rich's condition, the White Soldier's ability to fight falls to the opposite level, which is no different from that of a human child on the outside, so it was also a bet that he could eat a painful counterattack if he was outnumbered.
"Oh, my God... oh, my God, you lost from the start"
"That's not true. I thought it might all be over here... a little scared."
I felt like I had been bought away and the bulk went bad, Rene said to be humble.
- Wait. Why am I complimenting Deanna in this situation?
"Do you... destroy this country?"
"Oh. This country doesn't end alone. Make it all pay."
"When I stop, I guess I won't stop asking..."
Deanna, who also breathed constantly, was, however, still Deanna as usual.
It's floating somewhere, and the voice is gentle as a spring breeze.
"Before I die, with my people... I wonder if I could have some time to pray for you, princess"
Smile quietly, Deanna said.
- Praying? For me?
"Unfortunately, I can't be saved where God has prayed for me."
"No, I'm not. If you say you don't like God, that's fine.
I just... I can't help wishing that your soul would rest in peace one day...
Even if God doesn't hear this prayer... I wonder if my prayer will change your destiny... is it a good idea for a bug, is it... "
I felt like my heart, which wasn't supposed to move, pulsed high with token.
Rene, who can read emotions, found that Deanna's words were the true intent of something that wasn't a lie or a delusion.
But I didn't know the process leading up to that thought.
"I want you to tell me. Deanna. What were you thinking and fighting for?
"Told you? I wanted to stop you because you looked spicy. Of course I had to help Benedict... but he wanted to return the body of Illis to the earth..."
Her words, carefree, sounded sweet as the aroma of ripe and fallen fruit.
Ugh, exhaling in pain, Deanna moved her neck and looked at Rene.
"Because... isn't that pathetic, you..."
It was an eye for loving and merciful the weak.
That, by no means, should be directed towards the undead as if it were a disaster.
"I wanted you to... live as a proper normal girl. Don't let him get killed by a boring rub of an adult...
Or even now... why don't you do something like that? What... I just have a little neck lift. You can go play or... study. If I can be stylish... love, maybe I can. Eating and drinking delicious foods... should I get out of my neck...
Whether you're free or tired... look for something else to do besides revenge. Whatever... 'I don't have to take revenge anymore' happy enough... I'm glad you found me. "
Rene had the illusion that her body, which was not supposed to have a temperature, was burning up.
You shouldn't even need to breathe, but your breathing is disturbing.
"Why not? I killed Iris and so did Benedict, how could you...!
"Ha... you lonely bastard. Well, I thought," Oh, my God. "If you ask me if I hate you or not, I hate you, too.
But, you know, you're pathetic, and I can do it.
'Cause you wanted me to take care of you...?
- Remember that word...!
It's a conversation when the four of us are escorting the carriage.
Um, Deanna remembered Rene's inquiry like a waste of children.
And I tried to hold my hand back just because Rene asked for it.
That's right. You can't deny it over this period.
Rene was looking to Deanna for salvation.
I asked Deanna to make up for something I lost in my life.
But Rene, it was too late to be saved.
There is also an analogy that does not return to the water basin.
Rene's heart, which has been so broken and shattered, will not be filled with love. Pouring water into a broken vessel won't fill it.
Vengeance. Only vengeance is left in René.
So, for that matter... Deanna must be killed.
- Not yet. I still have to sneak up on Princess Rose of Grievances. I'm almost there. I have one more hand. Don't be alarmed until then.
It got pretty rampant. There may be people in the city who notice the impact of magical lights and trees falling.
You have to gauge the evidence obliteration and run away quickly so someone can come and see how it goes. They should go into the labyrinth to the extent that 'maybe the demons were raging'. At least you'll earn about the time before Rene moves out.
Rene pointed the red blade at Deanna.
I just pointed it at it.
Even though he could kill with zero commas if he wanted to, Rene was still looking for a reason not to kill Deanna.
- Keep him locked up? Take him around? Stupid. It's the quickest way to kill me. Secure and safe. I can't afford to capture such a dangerous enemy.
Keep Deanna alive and she'll sneak up. Besides, if I don't stab Todome right now, I'll recover......!
I'm just surprised to be alive in this situation, but on the contrary, Deanna's wounds are starting to heal a little.
Even the big hole I hung around my left flank from my navel felt a little smaller.
"Stop... revenge..."
Deanna squeaks as she sees Rene's stray.
That was not a begging for life.
"It's time to stop now... you look so spicy, well..."
Rene thinks it's supposed to be hard.
Rene has already killed a four-digit person, even with less quotes. He took over and killed Illis, killing both Benedict and Hugh miserably.
I just slashed Deanna, and that number just increases one. Just more. What do we need to give special attention to?
Keeping Deanna alive here is just like giving up revenge.
Not that Deanna has any grievances, but killing her is a step toward revenge. So you can kill him. I just have to kill him. It should be.
I'm sure even if I hesitate now, I wouldn't think of anything if I actually killed him. It should be.
- For revenge, the strongest undead resurrected with the protection of the Evil God...
You take more than you've been robbed of, and you hurt more than you've been hurt. The object of vengeance is to sneak and kill both his parents and innocent children to the last generation. Kill irrationally. Kill miserably. If anyone tries to avenge Rene's grudge and vengeance, trample and mock this.
... if necessary, those who have no blame shall also be fed.
Such an act cannot be just. But I no longer care about reason, good, evil, etc. Rene won't stop until the blackening flame of resentment burns everything down in her chest.
But.
But.
"Oh, are you still going? Poor thing. I resent the people who left you like this..."
The red blade penetrates shallow into Deanna's neck. Deanna doesn't move.
There is no pain in that heart, no fear.
"... Fortunately that. I'm always... looking at you."
"Awwwwwwwwww!!
Rene swung through the red blade.
Deanna's neck flew.