136 – EP.28 Rasvir -5
A plague spread across the kingdom.
It caused the kingdom to fall into ruin and took many human lives.
Before I set foot in Rasvir Kingdom, this was the information I got.
So, I had no idea what the plague really was.
When I learned from Hresbelg that Rasbir’s history was in the Middle Ages, I expected the plague to be one of plague, smallpox, or malaria.
In fact, the three epidemics above have plagued mankind terribly.
However, the plague that spread here had a different origin.
It was the worst infectious disease that could only be found in the virtual world, a zombie virus in which both infected and non-infected people had to go through hell.
‘I thought so… ….’
It wasn’t even a simple zombie virus.
A plague that makes you think that a zombie virus that attacks ignorance is better.
The god of plague that created it, Lesheph, was the worst scumbag.
“Porridge… Yeoju… Please… !! Porridge… female… !! State tax… Yo oh… !!”
A small, unrecognizable piece of flesh under your feet.
A word to kill is heard from a small hole in the flesh.
My body trembled with shock, and my face was gradually distorted by anger.
It’s not because of his hideous flesh, nor is it because of his voice that sounds like he’s scratching a blackboard with his nails coming out from inside.
It was only because of the cruel reality created by the plague that I showed these feelings.
“Okay, I’ll make you comfortable right now….”
-Suddenly!
I slammed the nape of the flesh with all my might so that I wouldn’t have to swing again.
No sound came out of the neatly cut flesh, but I couldn’t take my eyes off the flesh for a while.
The grotesque hands hanging small from the flesh, the left hand is small and the right hand is large, but both hands are well put together.
This was an earnest request to someone.
‘Damn it… !!’
Even with the plague, some people remained sane.
And the same goes for the piece of flesh I just cut off.
A child of the same age as Tia had been afflicted with a plague and was suffering madly, and had asked me to do so.
Kill yourself…….
And this earnest request was listened to not only by a small piece of flesh, but also by all those who remained rational.
“Please… ! Jebaal… ! Naal… ! Kill… Give… !”
“Family… ! My… family… ! Side… comfortable… Crab… ! Send… give me… !”
“Bu… widely… ha ha… ! What… Durul… !”
A guard who wants to kill him, a man who wants to make him feel comfortable, and a nun who wants everyone to rest.
Everyone made my position to kill one another painful.
If they were vicious bastards like the terrorists, I would have killed them without feeling any remorse…….
But they are all ordinary villagers, just ordinary people who are sick.
You don’t get any inspiration from killing innocent people?
I couldn’t do that unless I was a psychopath, and I could affirm that I wasn’t a psychopath.
‘Leschef….’
A name that makes me hate just thinking about it now.
If he had been regarded as a mere enemy before, now he is regarded as an enemy of Cheolcheonji.
That divine beast has spread an inhuman plague, and he plans to create a hell like this where I live someday.
You bastard who can’t be viewed favorably by even 1 percent, I will absolutely suffocate him.
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Looking around at the corpses I created, I made a firm resolution once more.
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-Shoot!!
Heavy rain continues to pour down.
Perhaps it is sad that the destruction of this land has been confirmed, but the water that came down from the sky seemed to know no way to stop.
Under the pouring rain like that, I was washing away the flesh and blood clinging to my body.
‘It’s been a month now….’
My hometown should be full of flowers in full bloom and warm temperatures by now.
I wanted to go on a spring flower viewing or an outing with my companions.
But now all around me was a field of corpses, far from a beautiful flower field.
And at the center, I stand alone.
‘No, I’m not alone.’
-Stop it! Okay!
The noise generated when iron joints collide.
The sound that even the sound of the heavy rain cannot erase is coming toward me.
I realized that there was still one left, and when I looked there, there was a knight armed from feet to head.
“Bell… Lel… Dad… go… Protect…… !”
“Sorry, but I already took care of your children.”
“Watch… ! Keep it… ?”
“I don’t know what they look like, but I’ve searched through all the buildings and killed them all, so there won’t be any more in this world.”
“Bell… ! Lel… ! Ah… ! Ah… !!”
Red eyes flashed between the knight’s helmet.
I must be resentful of myself for killing my child…….
You can do whatever you want to resent.
Actually, I am a slayer who killed all the villagers.
Besides, it’s not just this town. I’ve been killing people in every village I’ve been through in the past month.
I don’t know how many hundreds, thousands, or tens of thousands of people I’ve killed.
All I know is that the bloody smell will never go away from my body.
“Ah… !!”
“I’ll finish you quickly too….”
While coming this far, I obtained a lot of information by looking at various materials and journals.
The first thing I got was the information and symptoms of this plague.
The people of Rasvir called those affected by the plague Revenant.
It literally means a specter.
In fact, it is said that those affected by the plague become immortal after passing through one death.
The initial symptoms of the plague are extreme fever and the appearance of tumors in the body.
Even if the tumor is cut out or burst, it is said that it will recur somewhere in the body.
The tumor that clung so tenaciously begins to grow while gnawing away at the body and mind.
A tumor that grows rapidly with each passing day eventually eats up the entire body and eventually even eats a human life.
In this way, after dying once and returning to this world, they are seized with complete madness and hatred.
Revenants who hate and devour the living just like real ghosts, and try to trample on all living things.
But they weren’t monsters, they were simply poor souls driven mad by endless pain.
Among the Revenants, those who spoke as if they possessed reason were proof of that.
Cutting their lives because of that, breaking the shackles of pain is like salvation for them.
I came to the truth through the journal of a scholar infected with a plague.
“Ahhh… !!”
“Suck!!”
Unlike ordinary revenants, a revenant knight approaches me with remarkable speed and strikes a sword.
In response, I hit the sword upward to block the knight’s sword and at the same time send it to the side.
I tried to swing my sword straight away, aiming at the exposed chest of the knight due to a series of movements.
As if he wouldn’t give it up easily, the knight’s empty left hand flew towards my abdomen.
Reluctantly, I pulled out the sword that was aiming at the chest, and I also slashed the knight’s left hand with my free hand.
The shock of hitting the iron gauntlet with my bare hands was transmitted to my body, but I took the next step without caring at all.
It burrows into the chest of a knight and stabs it with a sword.
But, perhaps predicting my actions, the knight glided backwards and spread the distance.
Then he swung his sword at my throat, which he had been digging into.
‘As expected, it’s strong… ….’
Unlike modern times, where there is a comfortable and strong weapon called a gun, in the Middle Ages, swords, bows, and spears were all.
As such, the people of Rasbir steadily trained the three types of weapons, and the proficiency created by doing so was not something I dared to compare.
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Lean stance, elaborate attacks, and meticulous number fights.
Even though the body changed due to death, the senses dwelling in the body did not disappear, and the swordsmanship demonstrated by the knights of Rasvir was very strong.
On the other hand, since I had never learned proper swordsmanship, I couldn’t defeat active knights with just one sword.
‘Still, I can never lose a number of battles.’
I ducked even lower to dodge the sword flying towards my neck.
At the same time, it immediately kicks off the ground with its hind feet and catches up with the knight who pulls it backwards.
The knight hesitated for a moment at the fact that the numbers had been read, but he calmly swung his left hand once more to shake me off, as he was used to fighting.
However, having finished predicting even this, I placed a dagger on the trajectory of the hand flying toward me and used his power against me.
His left arm was easily amputated without much effort.
With the momentum of losing one of his arms, I tried to slash his neck, but…….
“Ahhh… !”
Tentacle-like chunks of flesh protruded from his empty left shoulder and aimed at my temple.
‘I knew about it, but seeing it in person gave me goosebumps.’
The Revenant are those who have already passed through death. Their souls are alive, but their bodies are dead by tumors, so their bodies belong to tumors.
That’s why the form and regeneration change freely depending on the tumor.
As long as you don’t completely stop breathing, the tumors clinging to your body will constantly attack the living.
Just like now.
‘This can’t be avoided gracefully….’
Will you give up your flesh and take the bones, or will you give up your body once and plan for the next opportunity?
It’s a situation where you have to choose one of the two in the blink of an eye.
This is a matter for the general public, so I’m going to choose the third option.
“Huh… !!”
The view changes.
The scenery changes.
Everything you see stops for a moment, then starts moving again.
I am behind the knight.
I jumped into the world three seconds later and thrust my sword into the knight’s heart.
“You have worked hard… ….”
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Leaving a short word of consolation in his ear, he drew out his sword and spattered fresh blood on the floor.
The black tusk that pierced the knight’s heart. A famous sword made with Fenrir’s teeth and Yata’s efforts.
The power of ‘maintaining the status quo’ within the sword makes it impossible to regenerate a broken heart.
With this, the Revenant Knight will be sure to die.
“Bell…. Lel….”
“Now, rest in peace with your family.”
“Go… oops… All….”
The body of the knight collapses on the wet, muddy ground.
His eyes, which had been burning red, were losing their light.
The sight I’ve been watching for the past month as I’ve been killing Revenants.
I’m used to it now, so I shouldn’t feel any inspiration, but I didn’t.
A feeling of sadness surged up in my heart to the point where I thought it was excessive.
‘I must have been mistaken….’
When I told him I had killed his children, the knight stared at me with excitement.
I thought he resented me, but he didn’t.
Thanking to me for ending the suffering of my children first, I was delighted that I could reach the end myself.
And when he was finally able to rest, he thanked me in a very calm voice.
“f*ck….”
I don’t know if it was because of the rain or because I was sad, but the water running down my cheeks was dripping.
The feeling of being polluted and becoming impoverished.
Even though I know that I will never get infected because of Agera’s scales, I am becoming the dirtiest myself.
As I took the lives of hundreds of people with my own hands every day, I was brazenly alive.
Who is the cursed one?
Are they suffering from the plague? Or is it me living alone?
I wanted to grab someone and ask them, but there is no one by my side.
Until a month ago, there were no precious people who had been by my side for granted.
I miss it, I feel like going crazy because I miss it.
The loneliness that penetrates to the bone feels like a plague.
‘It’s not long….’
Journey to Lake Renes.
To see the end, I keep walking.
Stepping on blood and corpses…….