483 478. Born abstainers.txt (1/2)

Why?

Why the hell did you go back to ......?

The 99th layer is just a large, empty space.

If there is a labyrinth-like device, there is only one bottomless swamp of blood.

In the middle of it, I dare.

Fafner, who had just escaped, jumped back in on his own.

That place is a magical space created by the cleaner (Neesha).

One of the hells I once created, the 'lowest level' of Fania itself should be waiting for me.

Moreover, there's even a nasty rule added to the [The One Who Steals Blood's Reason] [Never Return] of [The One Who Steals Blood's Reason]. If it's Fafner, he should know the horror of it better than anyone else. And yet, why--

'Oh, that's funny, Fafner: ....... You don't hold a grudge against me?　Or are you crazy?　Have you really gone mad at last?

It was an action that had to be thought of as such.

And in line with that Fafner, the enemy Glenn, who was fighting me, also moves.

While retreating, he calls out in a whisper to the basement (shita).

'Fafner Helvirshine, thank you ....... Now I can hunt down Seldra too, without a care in the world: ......

I could feel the wariness in Glenn's words.

My wavering heart lifted a little.

Because I expected him to use his last bit of strength to kill me.

--But what I see is the complete opposite.

Glenn was bloodied and retreating, releasing his 'demonization'.

The deformed part of the deformed part of the body would transform and return to human - it would not transform back into a human being, but would melt into a slurry and liquid form before turning into a particle of magic power.

''Wha, what ......!　What the hell are you guys doing?　Where are you going?　Glenn Walker!

The only thing keeping Glenn alive right now was the power of 'Demonization'.

If a monster loses its life force, a person without a heart cannot survive.

But without hesitation, he released his ”Majinization” without hesitation.

And as much as he retreated afterwards, he painted a bright red road on the ground.

The amount of blood loss is extraordinary.

I'm sure you'll be able to find a lot more blood from the gaping hole in your heart than the damage caused by the release of the ”demonization”, but the amount of blood flowing out of it is just too much.

Well, tasteless .......

Tasteless, tasteless, tasteless ......!

We are exceeding the limits of life.

We need to extend our lives. When I was a kid, I couldn't do it, but now I can at least help others to recover. It's not too late if I come over and touch them: ......!

...... hk!

However, it was difficult to move.

The black thread is still entangled in the body.

I'm sure you'll be able to see that the black threads extending from both arms are still intact even though Glenn's body is disintegrating after his transformation into a demon.

It's absurd.

It seems that they are consciously keeping only the wings of insects, but doing so would break the boundary between ”human” and ”monster”.

There is no way an ordinary human body can have the organs of a monster.

I stop myself from shouting in condemnation of this suicidal folly.

''Glenn!　You're gonna die!　Here!　This is not the way to die, is it!

Hearing this, Glenn shook his head without stopping to retreat.

'No, it's not different. ...... Seldra Queen Fillion, do you think we deserve to die cleanly?　We're the ones who have been killing people, using that whole ”natural born difference” thing as an excuse.　In the end, satisfyingly, do you get what you want?　There should not be ......

Glenn clenched his fists and tightened his wings, stopping me in the opposite direction.

A splendid capture - but I don't shake it at all.

Now that I'm straining to get out of the tangled 'black thread', all I need to do is shake it a little to sever it.

And yet, Glenn continues to stare at the puddle of blood that Fafner left and mutters in a swallow.

'I can hear it, from the pool of blood (over there) ....... You can't change the 'past' and you can't redeem ...... forever. So, I'm going to suffer more and more, and I'm going to join you ....... The curse of the souls drawn to me from the depths of hell--

'You idiot!　I can't hear you!　The only thing in that basement with a soul is Neisha!　I won't have anything to curse you with.　There is only the magic of mental interference!　Otherwise, it's your mental illness!

'No, this was the real voice of the dead ....... Snow is right, people won't forgive me, they won't let go, and they keep cursing me. ...... You'll fit in (and understand), Serdra.

I screamed and denied it, trying to make it look at me, but Glenn wouldn't listen to me at all.

I had no choice but to put all my real strength into my body and try to head down it.

My dragon's skin would be able to shred whatever it was, whether it was iron wire or not--

............?

It was supposed to.

The black thread is unbreakable.

It's impossible. That's strange .......

No matter how special a ”witch” you are, it's just an insect's wing ......?

They should be so fragile that they can be ripped apart just by touching them.

Are those wings going to hold me, the dragonborn, captive?

I cower to my eyes, wings and tail included, with confusion, and try to escape.

All the while, Glenn continues to speak.

'Let's not take the easy road anymore, Seldra. One day your bad self will be killed by a 'hero' ....... The poor family will have someone to help them instead ....... It's time to wake up from those convenient 'dreams'.

It's not a dream!　They're right within reach!　You have a God right there who will make it happen!

I was hit with a figure, and I quickly said back.

Then I turn my gaze to the doorway that leads to the 'deepest part'.

Beyond that, there is a convenient 'hero' who defeated the 'evil dragon'.

I'm desperate to show that, but the answer that comes back to me is soft and cold.

''Kanami-kun, you're just a mirror. It's just a boy who is cowardly enough to be disliked to play the part. ...... don't push it too hard.

............!

I couldn't say anything back.

But here, the 'black thread' suddenly loosened.

The 'black thread' that touched my stubborn skin started to melt and tear.

This is how you can move.

But that also means that Glen's condition is so close that he can't even maintain the black thread.

I hurriedly shake off the restraints of the disappearing black thread and chase after the retreating Glenn.

''Glenn!

Blood Lotus.

A spell was cast to try to stop me from doing so.

Naturally, I ignore it all and try to shove my way through.

But gulp.

It catches, as if my ankles were grabbed.

”............?!

It was a rare sensation in my long life to be stopped in my serious steps.

Bewildered, I looked down and saw that on the red path that Glenn had painted with bleeding - a red crystal in the shape of a lotus flower grew out of the ground, its petals biting into my leg like a monster.

The Crystal Flower ......?

Chi, earth magic or ......!

I've been informed by Kounel that Glenn is the only one who can use earth-based magic.

But I haven't heard that it's so brilliantly honed.

No, to begin with. How can you use such hard and strong magic in your current state?　A combination of blood, given the circumstances and color?　It's a strong magic, just like the one that steals the logic. Once you became an agent of the 'Blood Stealer', did you gain a special 'magic formula'?　Then the 'cost' is life?　Or is it life?　Anyway, tasteless. Really tasteless ....... Hey, if you keep this up ......!

Yeah. As it is, I will die a monster and become a magical stone.

Glenn read the busy thoughts in my head.

Surprised, I turned my gaze - to see a man in tears, laughing bloody and laughing.

'............!!!'

I can read Glenn's thoughts, though this one is a bit too.

Because we're the same.

I'm the same way, so I get it.

'Hey, you're crying ...... because you still think you're not allowed to, right?　You're afraid of not being forgiven and going to hell, aren't you?　We're so close to an easy place to die, oh, we're so close: ......?　So why bother trying to suffer and die?　Don't be so quick, Glenn--

That's why that 'worst' is more than Kanami-kun's 'plan'. ...... From now on, both me and Fafner will be defeated in the 99th layer (here). You are the only one left. Serdra, you will have to walk in succession.

'Ts, take over ......?　What?

The 'real hero'

Glenn turned his gaze to his sister Snow, who was lying behind him.

I understand that that descendant is inheriting the will of the 'real hero'.

That's why I don't know that I'm going to inherit it at all. There is no man who is less worthy than I am.

'Oh, you don't deserve it any more than anyone else ....... That's why it's going to be a more painful road than anyone else .......

Wait. I'm the enemy, okay?　And you want to take over?　Don't you think it's funny just now, ......, that everything is funny?

He continues to deny it in a shaky voice.

Glenn continues to retreat.

He is no longer beyond a fatal wound, and his body is beyond death.

But he continues to move with an uncommon mental strength and wariness - and yet there was no intent to kill me at all. Glenn continues to speak to me, who should want to kill me.

”Serdra. When you take over, there's finally no way out. ...... I'm going to be the magical stone that will keep encouraging you to kill from hell. I'm sure you'll be able to find a way to make it work for you. ...... That's a really 'bad' ending. But that's the only way the two of us could really go for it, don't you think?　...... Hey, Serdra. Come with me and keep up the good work.

Bitterly, as if resenting a grudge enemy - but gently, inviting us to talk to the same 'demons'.

We, the unforgivable, should choose the path of suffering, not easy, more than anyone else. So, ”Let's be 'unhappy' in hell together,” I could tell from his expression (kaos) and reflexively shook my head.

''Ya, stop (or stop) .......''

'Oh, I'm going to stop running away (from) it. Because we've found out that we won't be forgiven (・・・・・・) until we die, and we won't be forgiven (・・・・・・) after we die (......). Somebody (...), someday (...), will forgive me (・・・・・・・), not (・・・・). So I've decided that even if I die, I'm going to keep screaming at you ......, no matter how feckless and shameless, so that all the blood I've shed up to this point will not be in vain ....... You too ......, don't waste your 'Evil Dragon of the Evil God Killer' and go fulfill it .......

His gaze turned to the magic door that leads to the 'deepest', ”Go,” he said, ”Go.

I don't understand the reason.

Really, I don't understand what Glenn is saying.

So, I was frightened.

I cowered at the dying man who was receding and retreating backwards.

And finally, the dying man's impossibility was haunting--

'Run, don't run ....... Not someone else, but himself, has to go ......, as the 'real bad dragon (・・・・・)' ......--and hell. ......, live and leave ......--

Interruption.

At the same time, Glenn fell backwards.

Halfway down the road to his sister Snow's bottom, he laid his bloody body down.

Unmoving.

From that fallen body, a pool of blood spreads out - and more than that, a large amount of light particles begin to rise.

The entire labyrinth has a 'magic formula' that turns monsters into magical stones. With the application of leveling down, the 'demonic poison' of the dead creatures is purified without leaving any residue and incorporated into the circulation of the stars.

Under its influence, all the 'black threads' that were stretched across the 99 layers began to disappear.

The red crystal that had been holding my legs together also shattered into fragile pieces.

That means that now Glenn is treated as a monster and is dead--

'What about ......?'　What about ............ and ......?

And dead ......?

Right now, right in front of me, Glenn is ......?

I didn't feel real.

I let my finally freed body wobble around.

I stepped on the path of the red crystal flower with a crunch and made it follow.

As long as there was no magic or 'black thread' to restrain me, I would get there in no time.

I'm optimistic that he'll still be alive, and I reach out my hand - my fingers touch the cold body above the pool of blood, and a chill runs down my spine.

'----!　Ah, ......, ah, ah, ah, .......

I know from long experience that there's nothing more I can do about it.

Knowing that's why I was able to walk away - I let my voice swell up by an anger I didn't understand anything about.

'Bah, you idiot ......!　Also, there's probably more: ......!　So why, why do you guys always, always, always, always!