102 – Regressor and Succubus – 3
– Huung.
A wind blew up in the cave, which had become so quiet that it was hard to believe that just a few hours ago, it was full of blood and weapons, full of the roar of monsters and shouts of opponents.
It wasn’t the wind coming in through the cave entrance, it was the sound of the wind coming from inside.
At the source of the sound, a whirlpool of blue and white mana was spinning like waves crashing against a cliff.
It was a special portal developed by Illusion.
And.
-chuck.
Beyond the mana vortex, a human stepped into the cave.
He was a slender man, with burnt blue hair and red eyes tinged with flames, red enough to burn, but rather empty inside, like that of a dead man.
Also, there was only one.
There was only one pupil, which should have been two, and one eye was covered by a bandage tied diagonally.
The outfit was also unusual.
He was wearing a light uniform-style coat over his bare body, and underneath he was wearing dark blue pants.
And he had the pants hem tucked into thick leather boots that sailors would have worn in the Middle Ages.
as soon as.
-chuck… .
-Chijik… .
It was because of his skin, which crumbled with every step and flew like ashes.
The skin is cracked like farmland dried up by the scorching sun. And it was reddish as if a lava path had opened between the cracks.
-chuck.
-Chijik… .
The crack distorts with each step, blowing off white ashes.
There was nothing more to burn, so the crumbly skin flew like ashes.
The skin, like the earth of an active volcano, was not limited to the silk upper body, but also to the hands exposed under the cuffs of the uniform, as well as the neck and face rising above the collar.
Would it be like this if you humanized an active volcano?
His hideous yet grotesque appearance was enough to give fear to those who encountered him.
“… .”
Even though his skin was covered with ashes, the man looked down at the corpse of the Blue Witch with rotten eyes.
Emotions that have reached the state of nothingness.
I couldn’t guess what kind of emotion was hiding behind the empty eyes.
The man got down on one knee, lowered himself, and turned Lexa’s body over.
And.
– Hard… .
Grabbing Lexa by one eyelid, he lifted it up and dug out the pupil that only showed the whites.
Without any tools, with bare hands.
-Sseuk… .
Blood that has not yet dried flows from the extracted eyeball.
However, the man did not seem to have any hesitation, and rather wiped the blood away by rolling his eyes with his hand.
And.
– Seruk.
I lifted the bandage covering my right eye.
Inside, it was empty, like the one remaining red eye.
It was empty, so there was no choice but to be empty.
The man pointed his eyeballs straight ahead, then with one hand he lifted his eyelids up and stuck his eyeballs into the empty space.
A bizarre, hideous thing.
But as if it wasn’t the first time, the man who skillfully put his eyeballs in got up again and blinked his eyes.
soon.
The pupils that rolled up and down and left and right came into focus.
“… .”
As if it was originally mine.
A man stands still and stares into the distance.
After a while.
White smoke like steam emanated from Lexa’s pupil, and faint afterimages began to emerge from it.
“… .”
From the sight of dozens of arrows flying in a majestic parabola that Lexa saw just before she died, to Taejin and her six companions riding on the back of a black dragon with bright red eyes.
The corner of the man’s mouth slowly rises as he sees it.
In order to get here, they slaughtered countless humans and extracted their eyes to track them down.
one goal.
Han Tae-jin, who has the same bright red eyes as himself.
Even the number of eyeballs extracted to catch him would amount to dozens.
Even the blood shed to catch him would make a lake.
-Knapped… .
The man who has achieved his goal takes out the eyeball again and throws it on the floor.
The eyeball, which had been rolling helplessly, plunged into the lake in the center of the cave.
The man’s nearly black lips drew an arc.
Something blazing rose in the enemy’s eyes, which had rotted like those of the dead.
A feeling close to nothing.
Feelings of nothing more than the corpse walking around, only one emotion was vomited.
It’s a terrible ‘exhilaration’.
The maddened joy was the first emotion a man showed, and the emotion shed in a fishy ridicule was only one.
With that alone, I could know all the feelings the man had.
“Kuh, wait. You bastard.”
A man who rose from the ashes and accepted all evil himself, a man who was possessed by resentment and chose to become a vengeful spirit himself.
It is none other than the man who abandoned his soul and forged anger in his pupils while burying the glory that was once praised as the best prospect.
“Han Taejin, you bastard, I’ll tear you apart.”
It was Choi Do-han.
No, he is just one of the nameless villains who have now become the hounds of illusion.
The emotion he expressed in his pupil was a terrible ‘sense of revenge’.
#
“… Lexa and Devron are down.”
Sometimes, I am overwhelmed by the sense of incongruity given by the space.
It is the same when you see a majestic landscape, witness a surreal sight, or stand alone in a magnificent grand battle whose height and breadth are unpredictable.
Especially if it is in front of the monarch they serve.
That’s why Gallidum bowed his head in front of the ever-rising steps of the throne.
《… is it.”
At the voice of the chieftain who heard soon after, Gallidum’s head stiffened like a branch covered with frost.
Debron aside, Lexa was the chief’s favored subordinate.
Not sure if the arrows of his wrath were directed at me, Gallidum just lowered his head.
“Have you figured out anything?”
“According to the wild dog, he is a cadet Han Tae-jin, who was attending Seoul Academy.”
“Right.”
“First of all, they say it seems to have turned south, but I think we need to look at the detailed route a little more.”
“The lower races do not know that the sky is scary and dare to fly.”
“I will absolutely break my wings and kneel before Your Majesty.”
《Even if you try to fly with poor wings, it will only create a wind of dust. I need to show that the dust wind can turn into a storm and scratch the things I love.”
“no way… ?”
Gallidum raised his head.
Contrary to his harsh name, he has a sharp image and looks like a middle-aged gentleman who would look good in a bowler hat.
One, it had pale skin that looked like it had been dead for 15 days, pointed ears like those of elves, and red pupils that were slit vertically like those of reptiles.
His monster ability is [Vampirism].
So, inside Illusion, he used to call him by the nickname of Count Dracula.
Then he asked, dilating his vertical pupils to the side.
“Are you sure you want to proceed?”
“Yes. Order each coalition leader to open the ‘cage’.”
“However, it is still in a state of complete control… !”
《Galidum.》
“I’m sorry.”
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It was calling my name, but Gallidum had to hastily lower his head with a pale face.
«Control is not important. Only despair matters. Let the lowly bugs awaken their fountain.”
“… Myung, I will serve you.”
Gallidum bent down.
My lord wants ‘revenge’.
Although he doesn’t contain anger in his voice, it must have been an instinctive decision following the loss of Lexa.
Knowing that, Gallidum merely obeyed.
A true sailor does not turn the captain’s bow through advice.
Regardless of whether there was a landing or a sinking at the end of the route, he was a true sailor who considered being with the captain as a true sailor.
《Let’s show that our illusion won’t be disturbed even if we lose a few executives. And I will personally give the worm Han Tae-jin, who killed Lexa and scorned me, pain worse than hell.”
“All right. What will the wild dog do when the chase is complete?”
“A wild dog is just a wild dog. Running wild doesn’t make you a wolf. Let it run amok.”
“All right. then.”
– Huung.
A portal was formed at the back of Gallidum, and Gallidum, who bowed again and bowed, stepped backwards into the portal.
– Huung.
The portal disappeared, and darkness fell once again in the magnificent war.
#
“Hey, Sua… ? No, should I call her Ersia… ?”
“Ah, sister.”
Lesha sat down next to Sua, who was staring blankly at the crackling bonfire, and cautiously asked.
“Since it’s Yoo Soo-ah now, it doesn’t matter if you call it whatever you like.”
“ah… Then I’ll call you Sua!”
“Yes. of course.”
Sua smiled.
Two days had already passed since they left the cave.
No, I was entering the third day.
The hour hand was pointing at 01:22 AM beyond the midnight.
“Aren’t you tired?”
“I’m tired, but just um… Are you feeling a bit restless?”
“Do you need someone to talk to?”
Lesha met Sua’s eyes and smiled silently.
However, it was a smile that revealed some unknown sadness.
Sua, who received that sadness, waited for Raina to open fire first.
After a while.
“That was great in the cave.”
Lesha got lucky in no time.
“It was great. It was a great battle.”
“no no.”
“Yes?”
“Yeah, you were great.”
“ah… .”
Sua closed her lips and looked at the flickering flames.
It was amazing, to hear such praise, 51 failures were painful for her.
Together.
“It was great courage. It’s not easy to reveal your true face, right?”
“… ah?”
When Raina praised her for being ‘great’, which was different from what she understood, Sua looked at her as if surprised.
Crackling, sparks flickered between the two.
“It is not an easy task. Hiding your identity means that you are under your own circumstances or limitations, and that is only possible if you break them.”
“right. So cool. really.”
Lesha threw a twig into the bonfire with a gloomy face.
When Sua transformed into Ersia’s appearance, Lesha admired it.
It was beautiful.
The divine beauty befitting a transcendent being was truly admirable.
Of course, it was difficult to approach like everyone else at first.
But now, everyone was busy praising Ersia for what she looked like.
Because it was beautiful, both subjectively and objectively.
It was the same with Lesha.
The sacred white wings were coveted, and the beauty of white, which was different from his own, seemed to see the end of the aesthetic limit that a woman could express.
therefore.
‘… I envy you.’
I was so envious.
It wasn’t just about beauty.
The courage to reveal your true face to the world. Lesha was most envious of that.
Furthermore.
– It’ll be a great choice, for sure.
Taejin also praised Sua for her choice and looked at her happily.
Even though those gazes were hungry, for some reason, I felt a sense of pressure.
Maybe it’s the pressure to reveal your identity for some reason.
Also, I wanted to make Taejin happy by doing it.
But.
‘I don’t have beautiful wings, and I don’t have a wonderful sense of duty. All that is there are ugly goat horns and beast tails… .’
After receiving Ercia (?), Lesha’s self-esteem was greatly diminished.
Especially.
‘What would the mother or the young lady think if they saw such an appearance… .’
After Taejin’s family appeared, Lesha’s hesitation went deeper.
I fell into a dilemma that I should do but can’t.
That stuffy mind led Lesha to Sua’s side.
“Are you worried?”
“ah… . just what Because I envy you.”
“I’m envious. I guess you have a strange type that even Sister Reina couldn’t reveal?”
“ah? It’s not like that… .”
Lesha denies it, but Sua, who already had doubts about Lesha’s identity, just grinned.
“I was rather encouraged by Sister Reina. I wouldn’t have been able to do it without it.”
“uh? Yes… ?”
Sua recalled that day and looked up at the sky.
As if looking at Eternity, one of those countless stars.
“If you think too much, you cannot make a choice. Nothing changes if you don’t make a choice. This is what the sister told me a few days ago.”
“ah.”
At that time, it was just a word he spat to soothe the depressed Sua.
To support her, who is wondering if it is not helpful.
“Have you forgotten?”
“No, not really.”
He had no idea that those words would come back to him.
[It will not change unless you make a choice.]
The consolation I threw to support Sua a few days ago.
Maybe it was something he was talking to himself.