The Darkness of the Returner-3
Leo, who ran out of the fortune-teller, proceeded with all his might in the direction that Arya was headed.
[…Hey…isn’t it really killing?]
The sage stared forward with a serious expression on his face.
＜…it’s not going to kill you.＞
Still, Leo avoided the sage’s eyes. Inwardly, Leonardo could not trust Ariaspil.
Also, the risk increased even more when we became aware of the regression to some extent.
It was proof and seal of him that he imagined a hero slaughtering two women while holding a holy sword in his head and smiling.
[…Considering his personality, he lacks intelligence but is a good guy and a good guy who lacks personality but doesn’t seem to be able to go back with his own legs.]
For some reason, even with such a beggar-like explanation, the two women naturally came to mind in my head.
I wish they weren’t Reinhardt’s Darkness and the Temperius Archmage.
[But isn’t it creepy as it is?]
＜…uh…um…＞
Today, the sage’s words were very convincing. But it could have been better if it wasn’t for the two of them.
＜…there will at least not be torn limbs.＞
[…why the basic premise is cadaveric division?]
I didn’t think it was a misconception, but it was a lot of trust. Then, at least, if Lumine worked hard, it was possible to restore it to its original state except for trauma.
aan!!
That optimism was shattered by the blast that rang again.
[…it would be better to throw away the thought of leaving a corpse?]
It was a reasonably sweet offer, like the devil’s temptation. It was a logical demonic rhetoric enough to nod his head for a moment.
“…Uh-uh-huh…”
“… uh uh…!”
Two women were stuck in Arya’s fists. It was by no means a minor injury in terms of groaning in pain.
[I really killed that brave bitch!!]
The sage screamed, knowing that he had momentarily punched a hole in the ship and pierced it. He must deny and argue, but the more he imagined the source of the red liquid dripping from Arya’s hands, the more he became speechless.
“miss…?”
“…Leo.”
Arya’s blue eyes suddenly turned red. He was staring at him with a more ferocious red eye than Leo’s own.
“…First of all, please calm down…! Yet… still a reversible area…!”
As Arya turned her fist, Eileen’s body vibrated. The freshly cut head of the fish seemed to be having convulsions, and it was so terrifying that I couldn’t even speak.
“Fuhehehe…”
Immediately, a red liquid flowed from Eileen’s mouth. A thick liquid was thickly pooled on the floor.
I may still be able to turn it around…
“Uh-huh…”
Chris was on the other side as well. Red liquid poured out of his mouth along with vomit, as if to signal the death’s apocalypse.
Red liquid was flowing from Arya’s both hands.
[…Hey…that… that’s obviously…]
＜…Stop…Say it…＞
I couldn’t turn it back anymore.
He knew it because he had been slaughtered over and over again.
Now no more…
[No, in terms of sheep…]
The sheep will have to be like that.
As if the bleeding was over, the amount of blood already coming out was gradually decreasing. The change from water level to droplet was proof of that…
[That’s alcohol dude!]
“…Yes?”
drink? what about that?
All those dark red liquids…
[Look at that. Now look at the broken debris on the side!]
Said the sage as he looked at the floating debris. Broken doors, flaming tables, smashed furniture, and a half-ruined street certainly reminded me of a battlefield.
However
“My bar…!!!”
Knowing that the furniture was from a pub that was half-broken over there, seeing the beer, red wine, cognac, and fine tequila lying on the ground gave me a rough idea of what was going on.
Except for beer, most of the alcoholic beverages are red, and when you think about how weak those bastards who are well-covered are in alcohol.
It was so predictable what had happened that instead of worrying, annoyance filled my head.
“…Hey…! Leo…!! Run a little slow…! You think it’s easy to run with the mayor?!”
Dean rushed to the scene of this melee. While holding Anus on his back, who was about to share a drink, he exhaled heavily.
“So why didn’t you just leave it alone? Dean, I was just about to break the prophet’s head with a bottle of wine.”
“Can you say that even when you look at that bastard?!”
As Dean said, no one would be able to calm their excitement when they saw that shit. I guess I need to ask Kim properly.
“…Hyung, did you say that a knight who uses self-immolation with his twin swords and a standing wizard wielding a needlessly large wand fight in the middle of the road?”
“…Uh, the drunk knights and the wizards fought ‘together’… ahhhh!! Did your girlfriend kill you!?”
Dean continued to scream as he looked at the two women stuck in Arya’s arms like that.
“…Ha…Lady…”
Leonardo walked towards Arya in that miserable environment.
“I understand the desire to be defeated, but let’s put it down first.”
It was still an awkward situation, but thanks to these two drunkards, the difficult and awkward scene was created well.
Thanks to this, Leo was seriously considering sending him to hell with a hangover sleeping in return.
“…okay.”
Arya threw the two drunkards, who had become beggars with alcohol, one after another on the floor.
In fact, the reason Arya threw her fist in the stomach was because it was clear that those drunks would really go crazy and use real mana on the way to destroy the surroundings.
The two alcoholic beggars, not getting their senses even with such a gentle treatment, continued to roll on the floor and utter nonsense.
“I am…! True Dark Guardian…!! It’s the Emperor’s darkness…!!”
Then I really wanted to throw it into the depths of darkness in this entertainment district and see if I could repeat the same thing over and over again.
“Ha ha ha ha ha…! This damn world without dreams or hopes…! Destroy everything…!!”
Even if it was Chris, he believed that Eileen would act with common sense.
But if you think about it, Kris and Eileen are different to each other, but they are clumsy on the outside, but on the inside they are as soft as a ball of cotton in a pillow.
Leo was overlooking it.
[…you…]
The sage looked at Leo like that.
＜…＞
[…don’t look at people like that. You have the same expression as when you entered the cave.]
I was genuinely pissed off and terrified. It was as shocking as seeing Leo forcibly ripped the entrance and entered the cave for the first time.
＜Where is the person over there?＞
All I see are two beasts that are addicted to alcohol.
[Hey… I know you’re upset in many ways… First of all, calm down. Really kill me.]
＜…＞
At the words of the sage, Leo looked away from the two of them for a moment and took a deep breath. Soon, his anger calmed down to some extent.
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[Water Ball]
So I looked at it as pouring cold water on it. In fact, I was willing to relieve my hangover in a more severe way if training had not unconsciously maintained my disguise.
[Is this… you saw it?]
＜Then, shall we cool it down with electric heat and ice magic?＞
The wise man looked at Leo’s eerie attitude as if he was really sorry. Kicking the tongue was a bonus.
“…it’s cold… Pick me up… Leo…”
“I do not like it. Do it yourself.”
In my mind, I was still thinking about whether I should pretend to be someone I didn’t know and leave it alone.
“…so cute… so kind to that hero…”
At those words, everyone’s eyes turned to Arya. Even if you did not have to look at it with a twisted gaze, it was an atmosphere that could never be seen with a gentle gaze.
[Hey… Hurry up with an electric pack…]
＜…I told you not to do it before.＞
[It’s better than being cut in half with a holy sword and dying.]
The wise man was afraid that the drunkard would say more, so he wanted to encourage him to pass out rather than pass out.
But that the reason was to prevent atrocities… It was a little bizarre but strangely understandable.
“…hey…your girlfriend…”
“So that’s what…”
The moment he was about to deny Dean’s words as usual, Leo’s eyes met Arya’s.
Her eyes were looking straight ahead, like a lake in the sky without a single cloud. Rather than a lake where sunlight was reflected and scattered, it was not the lake, but the moon and the stars were covered with clouds, and only the cloudy color remained.
A cold chill blended with his gaze and spread across the world within his sight. It was almost as if he was seeing Ariaspil before his return.
[Frozen it immediately!! That’s really…]
The moment the sage made a concerted effort to save the descendants of his old friend, a buzzing sound rang out.
Exactly, that was the illusion. Because I was walking in front of Ariaspil, I mistakenly thought that I could hear such a sound.
In fact, there was no sound in Ariaspil’s footsteps. Like a water bird walking on the surface of the water, indifferent, but quietly approached.
I was somehow afraid.
It was to the extent that I thought it would be better to run rampantly with a holy sword, without knowing the English language, with a grim smile as usual.
Within less than 1 meter distance, Arya said.
“Just pick it up.”
There was not a single smile on his face.
“I have to sort things out.”
There was no anger visible on his face.
It wasn’t acting or anything.
She really had no feelings for her.
[…uh?]
The sage was the first to panic. After all, it was a wise man who intuited the young swordsman next to Leo out of jealousy.
“…uh…huh?”
Next was Dean. I haven’t seen it for a long time, but it was because I had never heard of a person’s temper changing so rapidly in just a few minutes.
“…this prophet… I don’t know if I can die well… but a child like that…”
Anus was equally perplexed. No matter what the prophecy had been given, Arya adamantly accepted the situation almost completely liberated.
Originally, this was normal, even if it was too detached, but in Ariaspil’s case, it was close to an extreme abnormality.
“…uh…Aria…?”
Chris, too, suddenly woke up from drinking in this unusual atmosphere. Rather, they would not have had to suffer in real time to appreciate the horrific hell they had created if they had stayed in the hangover.
“…uhh…”
The only thing left unnoticed was one stupid wizard who helped create this total mess.
“…Yes? miss…?”
“Take it up. You have to take it anyway.”
It was a theory, but it was a completely different attitude than usual. Even Leo noticed it.
“still…”
“Don’t worry, take it easy.”
Arya said, turning her cold eyes in the opposite direction.
“…because it wasn’t a matter for me to meddle in from the beginning. I wasn’t even qualified in the first place. Come to think of it, it’s always been my own. I…”
“…Ah…Lady…”
Saying that, Arya slowly pulled out of the street, supporting Chris. Without paying any attention to Chris’ sullen expression and the startled expression of the people on the street.
With a cold expression on her face, she went to a place to escape the crowds.
[…you…]
“Yes.”
Leo had even forgotten to speak in an auror. I had no choice but to do so.
[…it’s okay? Your skin is like a piece of paper…]
“Yes.”
Before even being told that he was pale, Leo answered.
[…no, more sweaty than that…]
“Yes.”
Now he was just responding reflexively as if he was sweating like a flood.
“…Leo, are you okay…”
“let’s go.”
Leo followed Arya with a disappointed expression. His expression was darker than the face he had when he met the snow falling outside after the extermination of the Senate was over.
“…no… more than that…”
Dean looked at something Leo’s hand was holding. To be precise, he was staring at something on the border between a human and a beast, dragged to the ground while holding it clumsily.
“…uh…ah…ah…”
“…but wouldn’t it be better to listen properly?”
Leo was dragging Eileen to the floor, holding only Eileen’s arm.
“…okay.”
Leonardo gave up his hands and used wind magic. Eileen then levitated in the air almost upside down.
“…I’d rather use my hands…”
“no.”
Leo looked into the air and said.
“I hate everything now.”
When the two of them, who had heard the prophecy, were in such a state, Dean and Anus made the same resolution in themselves.
If the prophet has not yet fallen to purgatory, he will be cremated alive, and if he has gone to hell right now, he will surely put it in a manure bin for a funeral.