125. A God Who Can’t See Himself
“Get your mind together! I’ve always been crazy, but not to this extent!”
Choco made a threatening gesture with the muffin, but she wasn’t scared at all. Even the lightning that crackled and bounced from the tips of her thinly held hands was now dim.
The reason why Choco was able to wield her thunderbolt blade in a space where the touch of God was blocked was because she drew out the divine power accumulated in the holy sword, not her original power.
And, of course, the power contained within it was not infinite and could only be exhausted at any time. The sword of lightning, which was several meters long, flickered anxiously like a candle about to go out.
“Still, I thought the owner cared about me, even if I didn’t know anything else!”
“Save it, even now.”
“Is that someone you care about?”
Choco glared at my hand, which was still holding me tightly, with accusatory eyes. Her black, necrotic skin now extended beyond the backs of her hands to about the size of her wrists.
Tsk tsk. You are like a foolish beast that sees only one and cannot see the other. I wiggled my finger at Choco in a playful gesture, as if he was pathetic.
“Because you care about cream, you respect her will and keep you alive, right?”
“·······!”
Choco was terrified and raised her ears sharply. But she wasn’t too funny about the madness of a beast that had already lost all of its strength.
As I got closer, Choco swung her dagger, but her trail with her faint light cut only her thin air. She would have been a little more intimidating if she had dropped her weapon and attacked her naked.
Since she was installed with clumsy single swordsmanship, the suppression was rather simple. She flicked her head to dodge her flying blade, and she kicked her in the stomach. Her girl’s back was bent with her prayers.
“It doesn’t matter to me, but this might hurt your master’s body? And don’t get me wrong, I didn’t mean to hurt you. Rather, I am protecting you.”
“That, that…. What are you talking about…”
Despite the incomprehensible fear, the fighting spirit in his eyes was clear, and I was a little amazed. Hey, this tribe is really great. Shall I ask for a recipe later?
I grabbed Choco’s chin, which gripped her stomach, and lifted her up. Choco was glaring at me with her tears and hateful eyes.
“Look around you.”
As I loosened the grip on her neck, the chocolate dangling from her hand, shaped by her darkness, patted her head in that state. It was a skill that was possible because her basic muscular strength itself was overwhelming.
The pure-blooded beastman had excellent physical endurance as well as regenerative power. Despite the pressure that a normal person would have snapped his neck and died instantly, Choco did not feel any discomfort other than his breath being slightly choked.
“The dungeon has lost control, and now the dungeon is collapsing in succession due to the alienation. Who do you think is blocking it?”
Not only the battlefield artificially created by the cults of the Dark Church, where we are now standing, but the entire wide and deep dark weaving mill was collapsing.
The owner of the dungeon died, and the core of the dungeon was also destroyed. Everything in it should also have disappeared due to the distortion of the space, but this space where we stood was an exception.
Why? It’s all thanks to me patching the cracks in this space with darkness in real time. Even at this moment, the space where we are standing is repeating cracks and repairs.
“That’s it… Does that make sense? An ordinary demonic sword becomes that strong just because it took over the body?”
“I am not an ordinary magic sword, am I?”
The power to stop the collapse of a dungeon single-handedly. It is too much to regard it as the price of eroding a warrior without divine protection. Although there have been times when a demonic sword encroached on its owner and the owner has become stronger, the demonic sword has never become stronger.
I have to have doubts. A strange sense of omnipotence running through my brain feels so good that I can’t think of anything. I comically spread my arms out and laughed.
“I am Karbal. Would a day puppy like you know me? How many souls have I eaten, and how many despair have I swallowed? How many heroes have fallen to my blade, you dare not know.”
“I don’t know that, but I know this.”
Choco responded in a pathetic manner and bit my wrist holding him. The part made of darkness, not the flesh of the cream. The part that made up the arm was ripped off, and Choco was freed from bondage.
A certain amount of vitality had returned during that brief interval. He looked tired, but not as helpless as before. Bright yellow eyes resembling those of a beast shone brightly in the darkness.
“When you were a sword, you were enough prey to hunt. But, now it’s weird. My instinct told me that I should never fight… I’ve never felt this way when I was young, even when I saw my mother.”
“You’re too full of fighting spirit for something like that?”
Despite being human, Choco was crawling on all fours like an animal. As if it would jump out at any moment, the guy’s limb muscles were pulled tight. In that state, Choco revealed it.
“Because the boss, my family is captured.”
“Wow, that’s impressive.”
“······You are absolutely not a demonic sword. Really, like the clown said earlier…”
“I heard that too.”
It’s not unusual. When Alarcus and I had a conversation, Choco was also in the corner. Maybe you overheard what I said to you.
But I can’t believe such an absurd story, even chocolate. Isn’t it a long-winded attitude without certainty even now? A smile came out without me knowing.
“No.”
“No?”
“Right now, I am just the demonic sword Carval. Luckily, he only robbed the hero’s body. Before that, he was the golden adventurer Shu, and before that, he was just Siwoo. A normal person with nothing.”
I don’t remember all the trajectories of my life, but I’ve lived over hundreds of years and I’ve forgotten a lot of my memories, but I don’t think I’ve forgotten anything so important.
“So, are you saying that what you are doing right now is also the ability of a demonic sword?”
The entire dungeon was collapsing and cracks were extending towards the side we were stepping on, but the darkness we were stepping on was terrifyingly quiet.
“It’s ‘my’ ability.”
A fish does not forget how to swim, even if it has forgotten its memory. Just because a bird doesn’t know its name doesn’t mean it doesn’t know how to fly. I am just like that too.
No one breathes hard. There is no one who pumps the heart with effort. Like him, I naturally played the dark.
Well, it seems that Cream’s body, which has to bear the burden instead, is gradually reaching its limit. Shall we go out slowly? I had no intention of persuading my opponent from the beginning.
“You!”
“I told you, I didn’t mean to hurt you.”
I don’t know how many times I repeated the same words until my mouth hurt. Am I that scary? Still, the one that looks like now should be the same as Cream. I stretched out my arm and pulled the chocolate.
At the same time, the other arm swung a sword and cut through space. A gap in the space facing the outside of the sub-space opened, and sunlight from the ground shone through the dark space.
“Tsk, I never had a chance like this.”
Cutting my tongue in regret, I jumped into the gap in space while holding Choco in my arms.
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[Uh·······.]
The sunlight is dazzling today. On the contrary, my head pounded like a stake. It’s a familiar feeling. Yes, the next morning with a hangover after a long run.
Wait, but I’m a sword. Can you get drunk No, what was I doing before that? As if there is a fog in my head, my memory is blurred and my thoughts are dripping.
Ugh, let’s do one at a time. As if stretching, I forcibly pulled up the swollen feeling. My perception of reality became clearer, and the situation I was in now came into my eyes.
[aaah! What!]
And, the moment I fully recognized the reality, I screamed involuntarily.
We were lying in an underground cavity full of monster corpses, and the cream and chocolate were in unusual condition. No, Choco is a pure-blooded prisoner, so I’m not too worried.
Why does Cream look like that! I don’t know where it was sold, but one arm was severed, and the other arm looked fine, but the skin, necrotic in the darkness, was coming up almost to the shoulder.
“······Ugh. Uh, master?”
Choco, who had been knocked down by my high-pitched mental waves, slowly opened his eyes. Choco, who blinked a few times as if he couldn’t understand the situation for a moment, immediately stood up.
No, why are you embarrassingly not wearing any clothes? Looking at the collapsed cream, Choco immediately left her master and suddenly came to me and started shaking me wildly.
“You! What have you done to my master!”
[aaah! Put on your clothes first, you crazy b*tch!]
Of course I don’t have hands, and there are no police in this world, but I feel like I’m about to be handcuffed for some reason! And more than anything, there’s something else that’s important right now!
[Why are you f*cking with me! Can’t you see the cream situation? First of all, I have to treat those wounds first!]
Leaving the injured master alone and taking out his anger on a petty demonic sword like me is the end of the world, really. But when I got angry, Choco shouted in a louder voice as if he would not give up.
“You made it like that!”
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[Huh? What?]
After hearing such absurd words, I woke up as if I had been covered with cold water. hahahaha, nonsense. There’s no way I could make cream like that… Huh?
Between the more calm reason, the memory in the dungeon became clear little by little. Yes, because of the nature of the separate dungeon, it fell into a secluded place with Cream. I clearly remember that.
And what happened, I felt uneasy, and I got transportation. Then she went to the cream and saw her hurt, she was furious, and she took the body…
[Huh?]
“What the heck! Have you come to your senses yet?”
Do you feel that way? I was drunk the day before and made a lot of dark history, but when I woke up the next day, I remembered those dark history vividly.
I wanted to go back to the past and grab my collar right now, but not being able to do that was truly heartbreaking. Holy crap, what did I do to Cream?
[Am I… Like this?]
“Then who else could it be!”
When Choco burst into her exasperation, lightning bolts erupted from her fingertips. No matter how much I gained some resistance to the cream and other divine powers, this really hurts!
First, I vibrated my sword body and let Choco release me. Her heated handle slammed to the ground, and my mood plummeted with it.
[Really······. You crazy bastard.]
It’s terrifying because the thoughts I had come to mind more clearly. Can I fix it if I get hurt? Nonsense. Even if it’s really nothing, everyone gets angry when theirs is harmed.
Moreover, the appreciation of things and the appreciation of people are completely different. When Cream was hurt, I was angry, angry, and wanted to tear my opponent to death. But I
······No, this is not important.
[First of all, what to do with cream!]
The dungeon collapsed, and as they returned to the ground, the divine protection was restored.
But Cream still couldn’t open her eyes.