109 – How to fight and win against monsters (37) – This person.
Cursing words were thrown out, which is not typical of a Latina. She valued morality and rules, so she didn’t swear often. For example, Latinas rarely cursed even at Dyers.
I accomplished that difficult task.
Latina threw the knife I gave her far away. And she immediately grabbed me by the collar.
It would be surprising to see her past. She was so cute back then.
“…Do you even know what you’re talking about? Stab yourself with that knife? Keep doing that without even knowing when it will end?”
A strong anger is conveyed from the hand holding the collar. Her trembling arms looked as if they were filled with pain as well as anger.
It was unexpected. I thought that if you stabbed me with a knife, you would feel happy, or even if you would feel uncomfortable, it wouldn’t be to this extent.
I found her attitude strange. Even if she only looked at the immediate past, it seemed like there wasn’t an iota of Latina left in the changed Dyers.
That’s why she despised and ignored his words of love, and she would have reported his corruption and sin directly to Grand Duke Howlan and had her kicked out of the family.
I’m not saying she was heartless. Dyers, who absorbed the curse, had no answer compared to anyone else.
I’m just curious.
“That’s strange. That’s not like you.”
Why are you hesitating like this? The only way to get out of this room is to keep stabbing me. Latinas certainly know that.
Latinas and Dyers in the past had completely different personalities. While Dyers was stubborn and opinionated, Latina had a flexible way of thinking and valued the opinions of others.
While Dyers had an obsessive style of handling each and every task personally, Latina had the personality of giving up what she had to give up but focusing on overall efficiency.
So, no matter how many plans Latina raised, there was no way she would look good from Dyers’ point of view. The overall content is useful, but there are some holes in it, so what can I do?
“Judge rationally. If it were you, you wouldn’t have done this.”
We also had similarities. Prioritizes principles, but knows how to compromise depending on the situation. Knowing how to act for a set goal.
This is why Latina has condoned my past criminal behavior time and time again. If she had put principles first, I would have been kicked out a long time ago.
It is a compromise for the goal.
That’s how Latina collected her information step by step to chase me away.
I acted for my goal. This is something she herself learned from watching Dyers.
“Don’t talk like you know everything about me!!”
Nevertheless, the guy now is stubborn as if he were someone else. It’s natural to feel repulsed by stabbing people, but I’m not the kind of person who would ruin everything with that level of reluctance.
I know you are that kind of person.
“Latina, raise your sword. I don’t have time to listen to your complaints.”
“Don’t be ridiculous! I’m the executive officer of the student council. I don’t do things like stab people…!”
“So you plan to kill them all? You’re going to give up the expedition just for that reason?”
“……”
The Latina’s fist gripped her collar and lost her strength. She flopped down.
There is not much time left. I urged her.
“Hasn’t this been a fantasy you’ve had at least once? No one else may know, but please accept the sword you give me.”
Latina’s pupils widened at my words.
She raised her body and pointed her sword at me.
“…Don’t regret those words.”
“Regrets are something only people with leisure do.”
Dyers provoked her until the end. The Latina didn’t hesitate any longer.
Latina’s drive to take action toward her goals goes beyond Dyers.
A cold blade was stuck in my stomach.
.
Hook. Sigh. Whisper.
Even though the creepy sound irritated his ears, the man did not show any signs of pain.
“Ugh.”
Dyer’s hair, which was once pure white, turned red. Just like Chairman Vivian.
“…..”
The blade gets stuck in the boat and comes out again.
Every time the sword penetrated his body, red blood spurted out in all directions. It was a disgustingly cruel sight.
Nevertheless, the Latina did not nauseate. She mechanically repeatedly plunged the knife into Dyers’ body and withdrew it.
It is said that they share the pain with the illusionist, but there is no sign of the world collapsing.
Dyers also looked into Latina’s eyes without saying anything. The only thing that increases is her worries and red blood.
She was pretending like nothing was wrong, but she felt like she was going out of her mind.
I know that I have no choice but to get out of here. Since he is from the Howlan family, we also know that he has strong vitality.
Will the pain I felt go away?
But is it possible to sacrifice this much?
Latina was confused. The Dyers she knew was never the kind of person who would sacrifice her own body.
No matter what modifiers were used to glorify him, he was nothing more than a criminal who started gang fights and embezzled the budget.
“Continue, Latina.”
“…I know.”
Why can a person like that give up his body so readily?
Latina continued to thrust her sword.
You weren’t that kind of person.
“Whoa..”
Once again, the sword went deep into the body and came out. Dyers’ forehead was full of sweat.
The Latina couldn’t look him in the eyes. She just couldn’t focus on the knife in front of her.
Yes. Let us rather think about what kind of person he was originally. Think back to how he treated you.
Latina I thought about the man in front of her.
At first, he was a scary person.
After that, he was a person I respected.
After that, he was an incomprehensible person.
She thought that after that, she was not even worth understanding.
When Dyers was kicked out of her family because of her, she did not feel a single bit of guilt. It was Dyers who was at fault, not him.
“Phew… You’re doing well. Keep going.”
He is punishing such wicked people who deserve to die with the sword of justice. So thought the Latina, who was mentally pushed to her limits.
Seeing red blood reminds me of a cocky freshman junior. She was Raon Jenna, who spoke rudely without knowing anything about herself.
Looking back, from the time this man saved Raon Jenna, she began to see him again as she knew him. She tried hard to deny that fact.
Dyers, who left the student council, began to act as if it were planned. It was this man who saved the nuns and orphanage children who no one at the academy paid any attention to.
It was also this man who saved the first-year children from an attack by an anti-academy group during orientation.
The Latina shook her head from side to side.
No.
No.
Don’t be fooled anymore.
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Suddenly.
This person is a bad person.
Hook.
This person is nothing but a criminal.
Suddenly.
This person has never acknowledged me even once.
This person is a bad person.
Latina’s speed has increased. She no longer has to watch his expression. She has no reason to feel guilty. Is there any need to feel guilty when punishing the wicked?
She continued to stab him with the sword. I couldn’t hear anything anymore.
“Ugh…”
Her red blood finally splashed onto her own face. She inadvertently raised her head and looked at the man’s face.
Dyers, her senior, was smiling.
“…Ah.”
Latina’s actions stopped for an instant. Because she remembered a strange memory.
I remember picking up my fallen self and seeing a man whose hair was previously blacker than jet black looking at me.
Tears came out.
It was not an area that could be controlled by one’s own will. Just like Dyers’ red blood, Latina’s deep tears also flowed endlessly.
No.
“I can’t do this anymore…”
No.
This person is not a villain.
This person’s true identity is not the person who will stab him and punish him, nor is he a criminal.
“I can’t do this anymore, Senior Dyers.”
This person… Is someone I respected.
A Latina had made a big mistake in her student council.
She made a mistake and spent ten times more on a very expensive item, and everyone in her room either criticized her or looked at her with unkind eyes.
She was already timid, but became even more discouraged, to the point where she couldn’t do anything. Dyers was the only one who stepped up for such a stupid shooter.
He spent several nights solving the problem and scolded the very depressed Latina.
Then she added one more word.
It’s okay to make mistakes, so don’t be intimidated by others.
The most foolish person is not one who makes a mistake, but one who is afraid of making a mistake and cannot do anything.
Yes. From that day on, I came to both fear and respect this man.
The Latina’s arms were shaking. The knife, the tip of which was stained red, fell helplessly to the floor.
Latina I wasn’t sure she could see his face. So she closed her eyes and avoided it.
As she closes her eyes, her strange memories keep coming back to her. Then and now, she had closed her eyes, afraid of Dyers’ reaction to looking at her.
The senior at that time placed his hand on his head and said.
“Good job Latina.”
Just like now, she comforted herself.
The illusionist who could no longer endure the pain was defeated.
The false world has collapsed.