436 432. Make a crazy decision Crazy fall.txt (2/2)

However, with Kanami, who can relive her life through the past, she is forced to look at the past equally.

This is because in just a few seconds, Kanami has seen hundreds of years of the lives of the Blood Monster Beasts.

And, for the first time, the souls are deprived of the core to maintain their bodies - the unskillfulness of this world - when they have a sympathizer who understands their pain from the 'same perspective'.

Just before touching Kanami, the 'blood demon beasts' crumble one by one.

''Little by little, I'm beginning to understand. If the souls are fused together, then we can carefully re-surgery (・・・・・・) them one by one (・・・・・). What we'll do after that is the same as the 'blood puppets': ......!

I see.

They say that the problem of souls being attached to each other should be analyzed perfectly with the outrageous experiments and modifications done a thousand years ago, and then operated on to rewind them backwards.

To be honest, I don't know what he's talking about.

However, even if I couldn't understand Kanami's words, the reality was overwhelming.

As if to prove that demonic beasts and dolls were not much different, the order from the 'blood demon beast' that had been traced to Kanami, they were unable to retain their shape.

The total time required was about ten or so seconds.

With just that much, the ”Blood Demon Beasts” were already choked up.

However, the battle still seems to be going on as new Blood Demon Beasts are born from the spilled eyeballs and are attacking back.

-- but it was clearly decreasing.

He could be sure that the 'Blood Demon Beast' that was just moments ago contained over a thousand unrewarded souls.

However, the pressure of the 'Blood Demon Beast' that was now attacking Kanami was thin.

That thin ”Blood Demon Beast” attacked Kanami many times, and when it was close to reaching her, it would break apart. It quickly reorganized its body and headed towards it, but there was no way it could reach it when it was even thinner. The soul is further disassembled, understood, and rewarded with a soul - only to be reduced.

'...... Boring'

It was boring.

Kanami is so strong and foul that it's ridiculous to even think about it seriously.

Kanami was bound to keep a margin of magic, not to hurt herself, not to hurt her opponent, not to hurt her friends, and then to save them instead of defeating them.

Still, it didn't even develop into a fight.

The work continues to be like reaping rice.

'Fuuah ......'

After about three minutes, I yawned.

However, in contrast to me, an impatient voice came from below.

'Ce, Lady Serdra, ....... This, even if it's steadily decreasing, it's not good .......

Kounel, who had been lying face down under my crotch, looked up a bit.

Then he looked at Seldra (・・・・・・・・・), whose mouth was suspended (・・・・・・・) to the limit next to him, and shouted.

''--Seldra-sama!

Serdra turned her face to Kounel when he called her over.

They immediately understood what he meant by being angry, and after the smile disappeared, they went over the situation with each other.

''Ah. I can kind of see that the enemy is diminishing, too. But how much of it is stuck inside?　I thought it would be over soon, but how many seconds have passed already ......?

After lagging behind me, now the two of them finally seemed to understand the current situation.

Two hundred seconds have already passed since I unfolded the 'Purple Thread'.

From the outside looking in, all the time the ”Blood Demon Beast” was just bursting and reducing the number inside. It was really simple, but from Kanami's point of view - always 'seeing past' and reliving the miserable life of the unrewarding souls - that a total of about 2000 years had passed by now! Id.

Kounel and Serdra's faces paled even more than they had been caught off guard by the 'Blood Demon Beast' earlier. It was because they had come to the conclusion that an enormous number of years had passed in Kanami even while they were currently stunned.

Unable to bear it, Serdra shouted.

'-- Kanami, too many!　Pull the magic stone and make it die instantly!　This is completely a trap aimed at 'The One Who Steals the Reason of Dimension' Kanami!

Even Kounel nodded to that advice.

It seems that the current situation is unacceptable to the extent that two people who don't get along with each other collude with each other.

''Kounel Shulus was right, we've been sensed!　Evidence that a natural enemy has seeped out of the basement (・・・・), the only place where you can escape the ”thread” and ”future vision”!　Fafner is trying to reverse your good intentions and mentally puncture you!　Stop playing around like an idiot!　If you're crippled in any way, it's all over!

He must be genuinely worried.

Roughly, he put a stop to Kanami.

The voice of Seldora seemed to have properly reached the ears of Kanami, who was lying face down, concentrating on the 'purple thread'.

Kanami reacted and slowly raised her face while poking her knees.

However, the expression on her face was contrary to Seldora's expectations--

Cripple?　Serdra, I'm totally fine with it. I mean, it's about time (・・・・) I got used to it too (・・・・・・・). I've been at peace lately, but I feel like I'm finally getting back on track. Right now, my magic is going really well: ......!

He seemed to be enjoying himself.

The whole time she had a cheerful smile and kind eyes. Kanami, who had 'seen past' nearly a hundred miserable lives, was bright, as if she was finally feeling alive now.

Even Serdra and Kounel, who had a lot of life experience, were surprised and confused by her reaction.

'Oh, hey, Kanami ......!

”Mr. Chairman, you can go to .......

If they could afford to really enjoy themselves, fine.

But they weren't sure if their leader was really laughing or not.

Serdra hesitated and looked around.

First, she looked at Kounel and saw that they had the same expression on their faces, and then she shifted her gaze. Next, she looked at the bottom of the raised bed and shook her head repeatedly.

'............?'

It was a little uncomfortable.

If both Serdra and Kounel were 'insecure', why wouldn't they stop them, even if they were forced to?

Unlike me, a bystander, the two of you should have the strength to do that.

You can break in right now and attack the 'Blood Demon Beasts' instead of Kanami.

It doesn't matter if it's non-attribute magic, vampire abilities, or anything else.

So why are you not moving.

--Could it be that they can't disobey their leader, Kanami?

Just a few moments ago, Kanami and I had a heart-to-heart with each other and let each other read each other's lives.

However, Kanami's life was deliberately created with parts of her life that were painted over with the example ■■■ and that even she couldn't recognize well.

It was, for example, the story of the fight between Serdra and Kanami in The Original World two months ago.

The other story is the story in ”The Original World” three days ago, after Kounel and Kanami shopped in ”The Original World”.

Both stories should have some kind of ending and some kind of ”contract” is exchanged at the end - but, unnaturally, they are completely missing.

I felt that this unnaturalness was connected to this uncomfortable feeling.

If that 'contract' included something close to absolute obedience, then this situation could be explained. However, it's hard to imagine that from Kanami's warm (lukewarm) personality. ......

Yeah.

Whatever it is, it's getting interesting.

Apparently there isn't a single person in this party who can stop that runaway leader.

What will happen to Kanami if he continues to 'see past' the lives of others?

And that's all the 'unhappy' lives we've lived through this hell, for thousands of years.

How far does that life go (...) and where does the soul end up at the end of it?

Ah, it's a nostalgic feeling again.

Even when I was at the Institute, I used to watch these interesting experiments like this.

That's when I got a little greedy, beyond the confines of a bystander, and said, ”I want to see this multi-layered soul experiment without being interrupted until the end - I want to see it too.

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What?

Another high-pitched sound.

This time, an even more unidentified monstrous sound.

Even though I was used to all kinds of screams, it was very disturbing.

It wasn't the sound of some kind of animal.

It wasn't the kind of sound that could be produced naturally, nor was it the kind of sound that could be created artificially.

It was the closest thing I knew to the sound of a winged insect flying.

To the best of my canami knowledge, it sounds like scratching a blackboard.

Anyway, the common denominator is annoying, unpleasant, sickening, and unbearable.

I look backwards, as if hating the source of the sound.

At the end of the street, I spotted a single figure.

Just as I was moving my gaze, I had already found the source of the monstrous sound.

--a black line.

Before I knew it, a line had entered the empty air around my eye level, level with the surface of the blood.

Something like a 'black thread' stretched out from the shadow of the person I had found, and it was pinned up.

It was as unnatural as the prank writing that had entered the landscape painting of Blood Land.

The black thread seems to go all the way to the horizon, and from this black thread, a monstrous sound is echoing all the way to the horizon.

''Wha, this is my--!　Kuunel, the janitor!　Crouch down as much as you can!

Serdra seemed to notice, too.

Then, sensing what was about to happen before I did, he threw the bed he was holding up high in the air and grabbed me and Kounel's heads. He also forces me to lower it, along with his own head, to the surface of the blood.

My vision is moved downward in a big way.

But just as my face was about to hit the shallow end of the blood, I caught it on the edge of my vision.

The black lines of prank writing are moving.

Slowly and dully, circling in a circle.

With that distant figure at the center point, a pinging ”black thread” passed through this wreckage covered city, as if using a compass, as if it were a drafting device.

On the way, I also saw that it touched the 'Blood Demon Beast'.

The moment the black thread touched it, its body trembled abnormally and dissolved into a sludge. The moment the black thread touched it, the entire structure that was still intact lost its shape.

From the outside, it's no different from the results of Kanami's purple thread.

However, it is clearly different.

Kanami was trying to save the souls of the ”Blood Demon Beasts” with kindness, warmth and compassion.

On the other hand, that figure is mercilessly, coldly and brutally destroying the souls of the Blood Demon Beasts.

Ah, this is simple destruction.

That 'black thread' is a non-attribute magic that destroys souls through vibration and - no, I knew it was the old 'spellcraft'.

And when I found out, it was all over.

Everything above my eye level had disappeared and returned to blood.

The city, which had been red and beautiful just yesterday, was changing.

An intact bed falls from the sky onto that overlooked city.

Serdra took it softly and then set it down.

Then a figure that seemed a little farther away came closer and was clearly visible.

He was dressed in aristocratic clothes and had short red-copper hair.

It was a young man of the 'demon' with a soft face.

I know from information that he is not an ordinary 'magician'.

Originally, he was an ordinary human being.

Just like me, he had parents who were ”Majinins” but was born with a perfect, immaculate body. However, that life of hardship forged his soul and as a result of absorbing the 'demon poison' continuously, he became a 'demon reverted'.

He's a mixture of insect strain monsters. However, not all of his body was deformed, and his 'demonization' seemed to be quite under control.

The only thing that showed the characteristics of a bee (Bee) was its left eye and left arm.

The left eye was filled with countless small eyes.

It's a compound eye, which is common in insect-type monsters.

The left arm was likewise hard and thin and long, characteristic of arthropods - no, it was a little strange if you looked closely. It's supposed to be an arm, but there's something like a needle sticking out at the elbow, and it looks like a thin wing-like thing covering it...

-- and in the middle of my observation, the young man covered his own 'demon' features with a gleaming, embroidered shoulder strap (cape).

'............. ...... Mr. Glenn.

Kanami, who was safe as a matter of course, had joined us next to us before we knew it, and called out the name of our bloody friend.

'Long time no see, Kanami-kun. You looked like you were having a hard time, so I helped you out ......, but from the look on your face, maybe it was superfluous?

As he replied, Glen Walker, the primary target of the ”Primary Attack Force”, smiled softly and scratched his head with his left arm with a plop.

Then he moved the eye patch he hadn't worn before (which also had gold embroidery on it and looked rather expensive) down from around his forehead to cover his compound eye.

'No, it's not. Thank goodness. Honestly, if I didn't, I was going to lose the sun: ......

Okay. Well, I'm glad to hear it. I'm glad my future brother-in-law doesn't hate me.

Both have a cheerful look on their faces and warm up to each other's old friendship.

Interrupting them was a Sis who was rolling her eyes on the bed that had been thrown high into the heavens just a moment ago.

''What, what!　The current shaking: ......!

The noise was bearable, but the shock that assaulted his body seemed impossible.

Glenn looks around the Sith as he looks around with his best intentions, and Glenn watches him warmly.

It's a good thing you're here, Sith-sama. I knew you were there too.

Then, he moved his gaze to check out the other members of the 'Primary Attack Team' and--

'And Master Kounell and Master Serdra, too, ......,--?

Glenn gasped as he saw me, the last one, rise up from the shallow waters of blood.

The person who made a brilliant appearance earlier to annihilate the 'blood monsters' in an instant is violently upset by the 'blood puppet' unity that is me.

''Ki, you are ......, who are you?''

From the looks of it, even I could tell.

That even though Glenn could anticipate the existence of the 'Stealers of Reason', 'Apostles' and 'Bloodsucking Species', the existence of me was not planned at all.

'I'm one (1) cleaner everywhere. Don't mind me.

'The janitor ......?　Wha, what ......?

And he could hear my introduction of myself firmly.