All the creatures I've met so far were terrified to see the sole. Some bowed their heads to the ground, and some tried to purify themselves, though a few did.
However, the man's feelings toward the sole had never been experienced by the sole before. Without even being frightened, I waved my hand. I tried to confront the sole with a crappy trick around the entire Imperial City.
"Where... where did you escape from...? Cry Andrich!"
Diffuse murderous intentions and explore a city in darkness. The turbulence that swallows the whole city, and the rain that pours down on the city itself. If you touch even one part of your body, you can immediately find out where it is.
The human woman driving the carpet had found it, but it didn't matter.
No, it doesn't matter, but it's all after Cry Andrich.
I'm being licked. It is being taken lightly. They're laughing at me. This is-- this is a trauma.
A trauma that Sorel once experienced a long time ago. If we don't curse the target and make him regret it, we won't resent the humans as much as we have done so far.
The only thing we need to capture right now, and the first thing we need to do is kill Krai Andrich, who has been tinkering with the sole with every hand.
The sole that filled the whole city was slowly penetrating into the house.
He used strange gear and repeatedly defeated the solo attack unharmed, but this time it didn't work.
It does not have the ability to destroy things. Krai Andrich was the only target of a turbulent curse. Only Krai Andrich will be invaded with certainty.
It rotts your organs and causes pain to your soul.
Other than that, it was just a matter of time. There was a vast amount of space in the treasure chest, I was betrayed by the curse of the two people I brought in, and even what to do after killing Cry.
I can't see the target. But I felt close.
Probably hiding somewhere in this city. Does not touch the rain mean you're hiding somewhere in a building?
"It's no use scratching, Cry Andrich!" I will not forgive you. "
And the rain will intensify, pouring in response to the cry.
I don't need extra craftsmanship. Fill this mysterious city with curses. The city is vast, but it will take less than an hour.
So, it's over. There's no way that man can do anything about the sole's curse.
Gear is powerful, but that's all. Humans are always like that. Compared to the Spirit Man, it made up for the fragile body with a terrible weapon, and it attacked without exhausting its territory. A habit with the wisdom to solve the language is more barbaric than any monster living in the forest.
Exercise your powers as you feel them.
Humans, fear. The Queen's judgment. Repent of your sins and perish.
The turbulence was the rage of the sole. The rain of mud is the tears of the sole. No matter how many stars frost passes, the sole will never forget the tragedy and anger.
In the future, Sora was the enemy of all humans.
Cursed water that gradually increases. Only the sound of turbulence and pouring water fills this old city.
It shouldn't be far. He's right around the corner. I see something. I can't help but wonder at the first powerful temptation I felt.
At that time, there was a loud noise from inside one of the houses.
Instantly, I turned a part of the water into an eyeball and put it on the second floor window of the house that made the noise.
And ─ ─ Sole really forgot her anger for a very brief moment.
The turbulence, the turbulence of the curse, and the rain vanished beautifully.
The second floor of a house where there is no strangeness. What was there was Krai Andrich, no matter how much he cursed, it wasn't enough.
But the only thing that was unexpected was the [thing] that was carried on its back.
It was a shock that Sorel, who existed only because of his resentment towards humans, forgot his resentment and anger for a moment.
It was one of our kind that was carried on our backs. The sole that once served as a guardian could not be mistaken - a spiritual woman.
My brown skin and white hair were different from those of my family, but I felt a strong connection. I can see - the blood that flows in it is definitely the same as the blood that once flowed in the sole.
At some point, the sole was back in its original form and floated outside the window. Cry Andrich opens his eyes wide as he looks through the glass.
Sole experienced the tragedy of the past in an instant.
Burning forests. Humans attacked with savage weapons designed to kill creatures. A crazy high laugh that backed up the sound of flames to the escaping companions. Houses on trees that have been built over a long period of time have been cut down from base to base, and the ugliness that favors women and children.
I don't know the purpose. I knew with knowledge that spirits were being bought and sold at a high price among humans, but I couldn't understand the sole. I didn't think it was the same intelligent creature.
You can't die until you've cleared the grudge you once held.
I didn't have to wonder why Klein was carrying his own people, his own people.
The rage lurking in shock filled the sole with more heat. The flesh instinctively deforms in response to intent to kill.
”Humans...............? I'll beat you, Mae......?”
The companions carried by Klee are slack, and they don't move.
It's just too bad. It's too humiliating. Too much tragedy.
Always, always. A defective creature, but a working cunning human. They seized the children, held them hostage, and killed and captured the men who stopped them. They always come with devilish hands they never thought of.
But I don't know what to do anymore.
In time, a spear had been created in his hand. It was a twisted pitch black spear.
A shining spear in the darkness. This is... readiness. A crystal of sole's readiness to destroy all human beings.
I don't need words anymore. All the curses were revealed here and now.
Krai Andrich came here and still had a dumb look on his face.
It's an ugly human being. You don't even have time to regret it.
This spear only destroys humans without harming your fellow human beings. Without even leaving a single piece of that soul.
Swing your spear. No need for strength. This spear is the death of a human being, and even a forged warrior cannot endure it for a second if he touches it.
I twisted my body heavily. Then, at the moment when Sole tried to throw her spear at Krai Andrich with all her might - Krai's posture suddenly collapsed.
Mugiya!
Cry is crushed and makes a strange voice. Stop the throwing at the last minute.
It was obviously not a way to avoid collapse. It was as if I couldn't stand the weight.
Cry is completely undercover for his own family. In front of the rigid solo in a position near the swinging down of the spear, the body of a relative who had not moved until now began to move vigorously.
A tough and beautiful flesh forged in nature. A quiet magic power flowing through my body.
Your palms are on the ground, your arms are on your shoulders, and you stand up slowly. Her face rose up and she looked at her solo with her vague crimson eyes.
Alive. No, it may be natural to be alive because you're a hostage, but there's nothing uncomfortable about each pair of hands, and it doesn't look like you're injured.
The vigorous heartbeat reaches the aura of life.
There was no noticeable scratch on the standing limb. On the contrary, the people in front of them are as tough as their former companions.
I don't know why I didn't resist being carried.
This time, he lost his anger, and in front of the sole, which could only turn his gaze, the family looked down at the underlay, and took the thrown out hand and slowly stood up.
It was an unlikely sight as far as Sole knew.
It would be unreasonable for a Spirit Man to take a human being hostage and help an evil human.
The killer spear could not be kept due to emotional disturbance and disappeared from his hand. The family turned their arms around as if they were still hugging Cry from the fluttering back, staring at the dumbfounded [sole] and calling what was called the [sole].
"...... Her Majesty Queen Sherry Ellis Frestel...... The war is almost over." Let's go back to the woods. "
§ § §
After all, it's best to talk... we're not monsters or phantoms.
While Eliza hugged me like a stuffed animal, I nodded with a half smile.
As always, I'm not sure what happened. But apparently, Eliza... managed to talk to the curse man.
From the Spirit Curse Man, the murderous intent that he had swayed before disappeared beautifully. There were no spears, shadows, or shapes that seemed like they were pointing at us. It was a lie that he was ready to die until a few seconds ago.
Eliza's height was lower than Lapis', but she was the tallest woman in the [Ghost of Mourning] class. The hands and feet are also long enough, and when you're hugged tightly, you feel a great sense of adhesion. I wish I could... hide behind Eliza, not in front of her.
The curse man looks at Eliza and the me that fits in her arm, and he opens his mouth.
"So... the war... is over...?"
"... thanks to His Majesty." Because I knew the horror of the Spirit Man (Noble)..... "
"You idiot...... that human being...... stops the fight......?"
...... Wasn't it long ago that the Spirit Man and the Humans were killing each other?
I can't say that I'm still close, but at least I haven't fought a war, and there are a few spirits who live in the city of people. I'm not that familiar with it either, but when did the information stop? This guy.
I asked Eliza, being prepared for what might be the result of pouring oil on the fire.
"...... are you an acquaintance?"
”Ku...... Good boy......”
Eliza whispered in her ear in a calm voice, her cheeks slipping.
Spirits are aging at a different rate than humans. Eliza's age is unknown, but at least not even the Spirit Man will live hundreds or thousands of years. You don't know this long-lived curse.
Eliza continued to speak to me in a blink of an eye.
"I've been looking for...... She's...... our hero, our grief".
"...... hehe, that's good, isn't it?"
It's not explained at all, but it's okay. I was convinced by my vague understanding. [M]
So if Eliza is fine, there's no way we can complain. Just being alive makes me a whole lot of money.
If I could show the Spirit Man, I could have stopped earlier... ahhh. Kriss and the others are out of town.
But I heard you were looking for something...... but it was a shock in many ways.
But, well...... I wonder if it's all right if it's over?
"Yes, thank goodness."
In response to my words, which were obviously appropriate, Eliza nodded without a care.
Eliza always seemed blurry, and soon she would go somewhere, but she didn't think about it or be reluctant.
I didn't have a chance to get to know her, but Liz and the others seemed to accept it, and it was just this kind of personality.
Eliza once again spoke clearly to the Cursed Spirit Man whose eyes were still in black and white.
"...... I don't need to curse you anymore...... Your Majesty. My people are... waiting."
"Ugh... ugh, it's a lie... so much death, so much resentment--ja-ja-ja-ja-ja-ja-ja-ja-ja-ja-ja-ja-ja-ja-ja-ja-ja-ja-ja-ja-ja-ja-ja-ja-ja-ja-ja-ja-ja-ja-ja-ja-ja-ja-ja-ja-ja-ja-ja-ja-ja-ja-ja-ja-ja-ja-ja-ja-ja-ja-ja- ja-ja-ja-ja- You're making a fool of me, you're making a fool out of me, you're making a fool out of me, you're making a fool out of me."
It was called a curse, but apparently it had a name. The spirits of a curse named Sherro gaze at me with a feverish eyes. At least it looks like I'm going to kill you one last time.
What's wrong with me... please stop. "Even though I don't have any barrier fingers anymore..."
Eliza was silent for a while, but when she hit her cheek against my side, she said in a clear tone, with a strong hug on her arm.
"...... I'm sorry. Ku is...... my number."
………………
"...... I've defeated you."
Bandit, that's a critical hit.
Shello froze for a while, said nothing, and collapsed on the spot.
The figure faded and all that was left was a large red jewel pendant hanging around her neck.