When Pfile finished disabling some of the humans who planned the rebellion in the king's capital, he pulled his strength out of his shoulders and sighed.
"Crap. It was a really boring fight"
The rebellion was planned by a man who drew the blood of a demonic power.
Rasmus summed it up, and once it was those who kept the rebellion in mind, but he came here to know and enliven the resurrection of his ancestors.
Pfile handed in Rasmus's request to stop them like that, but ignored him trying to solve it with words and responded with bows and arrows.
On the ground, there's a group of about twenty people who get shot through the leg and squat.
At first glance, the people of the Weathered Kingdom everywhere, but the contents were pathetic people fascinated by a past almost unknown.
"Let's have sympathy. There's always a world of weak people who don't like it now. But I will not condone it. My family is bleeding to protect 'now'. I have no resistance whatsoever to shooting through humans trying to make it unbridled"
"... Mr. Pfile... thank you for your hard work"
"I don't mind. But one word or two, you had something to say."
"I'll ask you anything."
"I'm not going to tell you anything about Olivier Alway right now. Best of all, Jared is ignoring you, and so am I. But there's something I need to ask you - what are you going to do now?
"Why would you do that?
To Rasmus, who returned the question with a question, Pfile warped his eyebrows.
"Why, do you ask? Wasn't your purpose the murder of your ancestors? That purpose must not have changed."
"Yeah."
"You could not have sacrificed Cassandra Hagendorf. Therefore, it interrupted the resurrection of the original ancestors. Somewhere else, I tried to put the problem ahead of me."
"I don't deny it. I tried to throw my purpose away from Cassandra's cuteness."
"But thankfully for you, and obnoxiously for us, the original ancestors came back to life using Olivier's flesh. So let me ask you, what are you going to do with Olivier?
Depending on the answer, I was going to kill him on this occasion.
Now Jared, a rival, family and friend, is trying to get power for Olivier.
There is a surprise that such a strong person will still be strong and an exhilaration to try and fight Jared like that.
And then Pfile respected Jared as one man trying to do all he could for Olivier.
That's why I thought you should know the future of Rasmus.
"What am I going to do? Yeah, well, if you can, I want to kill my ancestors."
"Hmm. Really honest. I'll spare you that courage and kill you without suffering."
"Wait. I'm not. Olivier, I don't mean what I want to do with you. If I'm serious, if Cassandra is not a vessel, I have a lot to do. But if I hurt you, Olivier,"
"Even if Jared doesn't do anything, I'll be responsible for killing you and Cassandra Hagendorf"
"I think so, so I decided not to do anything."
"Hmm. Let's just say it's a good idea."
For Pfile, Olivier is already a family.
He's an important person who accepted himself for losing his family and being lonely.
Thanks to her, I made friends. I met someone I loved. I don't think I can return the favor for the rest of my life.
Pfile himself, he hasn't given up on Olivier.
If that Jared hasn't given up, I believe there is hope.
That's why I think if you're going to do her harm, even at the expense of this body, you have to stop it.
In the unlikely event that you get hurt, you're going to drop yourself on the assassin again, but you're going to give the end that the people involved deserve to regret.
To turn down my worries, I want to kill Rasmus now if I can.
I want to kill Cassandra, who fell into Olivier and Jared, in a tragic way.
I am desperate for such a smoking emotion.
"You've changed, Mr. Pfile. Once all you had to do was kill like a doll, you make friends, you make a family, you look happy."
"Then you know I can't forgive you for ruining that happiness."
"... yeah. I know. I ended up with Cassandra and, yeah, Cassandra imitating my bad. I guess I'm such an ugly person, not choosing the means if it's for a purpose, with a mouthful of good things to say."
"If you're aware, I'll lend you a knife so you can cut off your neck"
"If that's all you're gonna die for, you're already killing yourself. I'm tired of being alive, but I can't let go of my responsibilities."
"Crap. Really crap. Your responsibility is just to put your ancestors to sleep in peace who didn't even know each other. Try me, whatever the process, it was the original ancestors themselves who accepted immortality. Suffering, regretting, it's all his own problem, and it doesn't matter to us who live now."
More than that, he flipped his heels just saying he had nothing to say, and Pfile turned his back.
"It's the last call. Get out of Jared's way."
I don't need to hear back.
If Rasmus gives up and plots something bad, his own arrow will just shoot him through.
Pfile kicks the ground and flies to the house with the woman he loves.
I don't want to go back to that mansion because I lost Olivier where I don't know him.
Right now, the only side of my heart that rests is on the woman I love.
Thinking of her, the boy with nature and loose cheeks unconsciously quickened his legs.