The Road to One Day Be the Strongest

"Shh."

"Bloody Weapon," a red glow from his body, jumped Lizardman's neck as he drew its trajectory in the void.

Phew and a rough breath exhale as Dosha and his body sink into the earth, looking at its bloody pond, which gradually spreads.

"Are you all right?

"Ah, ah..."

That being said, in fact, the limits are pretty close.

- Snow Country White Bell.

An ancient castle in the former king's capital, present far from the present capital.

On my last day of school, I used my free time to get there.

Because...

"For when I died, he said something like that, but I don't think I'm going to die that way..."

"The sooner a guy like that dies, the sooner."

Again, my voice sounds in my head.

The Lord of the Voice is the owner of my soul, the Holy Beast, the White Tiger, which dwells in my Artifact and Fire Cross (Crossfire). The name is Chloe.

She brought me here on business, but honestly, as far as I'm concerned, I really want to enjoy my school trip.

"That study trip? I don't know how much I can live with. If he dies, neither the ex nor the child. That's why we're here to explore [possibilities] - all the time. Hey, here it is. '

Apparently, we've arrived at our destination.

If you raise your gaze, there is a huge door there that seems to have ten meters even if you estimate it lightly......, no doubt, the identity of this' heat 'is definitely behind this.

'Exactly. So, this time I've got some errands for that bastard-- hey, Xuanbu.'

My feather-woven ever-dark robe shapes a giant 'hand' and pushes open its giant door.

Giggly - …….

That door slowly opens.

And - a vast amount of fervor that goes wild.

"Gu...... ugh!?"

I unwittingly distort my face to the enthusiasm that hit my body.

Even sweat evaporates into the already 'hot' air through the heat.

If you breathe, you're going to burn your throat.

Not me now - I can't stay here.

I thought about going back and giving my heels back.

"I see, were you guys?"

Rin's voice punched him in the ear - shortly afterwards, the heat disappeared.

What changed and wrapped my body was such a red lotus flame that it was gentle and warm, on the contrary, even healing the wound.

"Nah."

But before I was surprised by the flame, I was stunned by its existence.

At the end of the door - during a glance.

In the decaying old castle, a thin dirty red carpet was laid between the sights…, and he was at the bottom of it.

"Is that your new lord? White Tiger, Xuanbu '

There he was - a burning, giant bird of fire.

From all over the body there is a flame of red lotus, whose golden eyes hold a gentle colour behind them.

Not the enemy......

On the contrary...

"Let, Holy Beast, Peacock...?

There was a corner of the Five Holy Beasts.

Hosting the flame of immortality - it was a peacock.

'Thinking you won't die is what fools do'

At the top of the opening, they said that.

Earlier, while I was silent, Chloe told Mr. Peacock a lot of things, but the first voice of Mr. Peacock that I heard was that.

"Uh... well, I don't even know"

'Don't know, don't know. There's no way you wouldn't be smarter to follow these two.'

Every time I think about it.

I wonder what I should answer if they say I'm smart or something.

Honestly, I'm smart. That's the truth when you blow it.

But if you speak for it and say, 'What is he? You're such a narcissist'.

I don't like that.

So...

"No, no, that's not true."

I'll try to be modest like that for now.

But Mr. Peacock leaked his sigh.

'I think it's quite something at a time when I haven't changed one expression, being praised by someone like me for the first time... well, I don't care about the area now. The real thing is-'

"Oh, it's insurance in case this fool dies"

- If I die.

I can't believe I'm going to die... or someone's going to kill me. I can't imagine at all, but they're certainly right, it's stupid - foolish - to come taka if you don't get yourself killed.

No one sees a vision of themselves being killed.

There is no one who can imagine a future in which he will die.

I mean - I guess so.

"So, what if I die? Immortal bird... Mr. Peacock can bring me back to life..."

'Unfortunately, I can't do that. I am certainly immortal. Being itself can be called an anomaly, a being that transcends the concept of [death]. I am the only one who now survives among the Five Holy Beasts. But it's just me personally, and I can't share this power with anyone else.'

... What do you care, this guy?

Maybe even if I didn't, this guy would be flat out saying he was eaten by chaos.

Unexpectedly pulling her cheeks, Mr. Peacock exhaled small.

"I cannot prevent your death. That's why, White Tiger, Chloe brought you here to prevent you from being used in necromancy or something like that after you actually died. '

"... dead, after?

Recite the word.

For when I died. That's what they've been asking me, so I thought it was something in me that had a way of preventing that death, or of reviving it.

But... dead, the rest of the story?

'Yeah, there's a lot of ability in this world to use corpses. Necromancery is a typical example of this, but there are many other abilities to manipulate corpses - some of them may even be capable of forcing their souls back and putting them under their control after they have been brought back to life'

If I had that ability...

I thought about it and stopped right away.

Do you ever have that cheaty fucking ability? If such a capable man appeared as an enemy, he must be the lass boss.

"Well, I don't think there's a last one, but it would be extremely troublesome from the people who followed me to say that after I did die, they manipulated my flesh..."

I'm still weak now, but that's still me from "Now".

I'm still strong. [M]

If I were to be ruled after I got so strong... I'm sure I wouldn't have to say troublesome.

'That's why I came to visit Peacock House. Peacock is an immortal bird who directs life and death. Speaking of time alone, I'm more proficient there than your reaper. He can minimize the damage after you die and when you're manipulated. "

I look up to Mr. Peacock again in Chloe's words.

'... right. If you sign with me, at least only your [soul] can fully protect you after death. Exactly nothing can be done about flesh, but I can protect my irreplaceable soul here for necromancy. That means that where the body is manipulated, that threat is halved.'

'By the way, I live in your [soul]. Consciousness is going to be a kind of hibernation, but it's not going to die anyway. "

Put your hands on the jaw, accidentally, to the two words.

True, the two of us have a point.

On the contrary, at first glance, it also seems right.

But...

"... over-conscious, maybe. What if my corpse was further 'fortified' by necromancy... I mean, isn't it just water in a burning stone without a soul?

The fact that the soul is protected here means that weapons and beings carved into the soul - the 'artifact/flame cross (crossfire)' where I speak… Chloe's power also disappears from my corpse.

In addition, the power of my synonymous' shadow 'must be halved by the disappearance of my soul.

- But.

"For example, these left eye... moonlight eye. And this ever-dark robe. These are definitely my trump cards, though I haven't been able to use them at all yet.... This kind of thing means it stays in the body, right?

'... well, you will'

Yes, that's the problem.

My flesh will remain intact.

The power of the shadow, albeit half, will remain, as will the Bloody Weapon, unless it becomes expedient to be integrated into the soul.

I'm sure those two nasty weapons - the Great Sickle of Adamas, and even Grapenil - will stay.

And most importantly... "everlasting darkness" and "eyes" remain.

Evergreen darkness... what can we do, perhaps nothing more than the flesh wears?

My eyes... wish I could crush them conveniently just before death, but I'm sure I can't afford to be doing that during death.

Well, then...

"- Let someone, inherit...?

Second, the words came to my mind.

- Moonlight eyes.

An all-powerful demon's eye, presiding over space.

The three main demonic eyes of the world are one, which foresees everything, manipulates everything, and supports exhausting battles, without the power to turn the war situation upside down in one, but instead has the power to lift the power of the bearer, the potential, just multiply.

Give this to someone... right.

For example, if it can be handed down to a person with "right eye" with the same power as the moonlight eye.

At that time, I'm sure this left eye - will evolve further.

Make me who I am now... No, I'm sure I boast absolute power beyond me in the future too - the real strongest might be done.

'... sure, it would be ideal if you could do that, but you don't know when you're gonna die, do you? Or something? You just decided on your left eye first, and now you're going to live with your power down?

What Chloe says is also true again.

Indeed, it is, in a realistic way.

But here, the word realistic sometimes fades terribly - it's full of fantasy, isn't it?

"- Protect."

Huh, Mr. Peacock's voice hits his ear.

'Protection, what do you think? The protection of the gods is basically made possible by that god. For example, narrow it down to one person and give it mighty power, or disperse it to give it to many. And most importantly, the power of protection pushes through any imposition'

"Hey! You can't use shelter if you're not a real god. I know it's a substitute! A man wandering between a god and a man. '

To Chloe, who objected to the aggressiveness, Mr. Peacock says pishari.

- You can do it. Far more than now, that is, if only the Great Devil could be strong enough to overcome any setback, together with strength, spiritual strength, enough to defeat it in one effort '.

- I'm sure that's a difficult place to reach.

That's why Chloe tried to say she couldn't.

Even me, just hearing the words makes me sigh.

- But.

"At the same time as my death, let my power - pass these eyes on to someone who gave me protection. Coverage assuming my death... If Kyoka finds out, it's going to piss me off..."

Even if it's difficult, it's not impossible.

If it's not impossible - I mean it's possible.

"Fine, Mr. Peacock. Let's sign a contract."

Say and give her your left hand.

"When I die, isolate my soul. And at that point, may you keep your soul with the strongest [ally]?"

- So that I can come back.

This is a little story no one knows.

Him and hers.

Small - the story of the contract.