In the name of disaster -5
I thought he was a genius.
Since the known young master who had never held a sword was trying to catch up with him, he judged that he might be a genius comparable to Crown Prince Keitel.
One day I might be able to surpass myself, but I thought that would be in the distant future.
“…I must have misjudged.”
Skimming the fragments of the spire pouring overhead,
Berod muttered as he watched the single slash that slashed the Minotaur.
It wasn’t about catching up. It was just a process of regaining the level he had already climbed.
It couldn’t have been, but it seemed so.
Without any process of gaining enlightenment, the appearance of reaching a state so naturally could not be explained simply by the name of ‘genius’.
For a moment, I missed the movement of the Minotaur. However, Berod captured the moment the sword and the monster collided.
When he saw that the explosive speed of that huge body had not even touched Robert, and that an arm had been cut cleanly.
I couldn’t explain how it was cut.
It is such a state. No one can explain it because no one has reached it.
Only the person who wielded the sword clearly knows what he did, and it was Robert who wiped the blood of the Minotaur without any scars.
Perhaps Berod was at a level that he could not reach even if he wielded it for the rest of his life.
“The sword star.”
Maybe it would be a name that wouldn’t be strange if only one came out in this era, but Berod was no longer worried about defeat.
Rather, isn’t it a strange situation to lose?
What to do now was to think about after the Minotaur died.
It seemed that the match would be over soon.
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“…her.”
He never thought that his arm would be cut off.
The Minotaur’s body is stronger than anything else.
I’ve never been easily hurt unless it’s a god, but I never thought my arm would disappear no matter how weak it got.
If he regained his strength, his arm would grow back. However, the Minotaur did not have the strength to regenerate this arm.
The attack just now was an acceptable attack, even if it poured out all it could.
There was no one who blocked the attack, and no one survived after being hit.
Even if he obtained divine power, he was so hurt by a human holding only a sword.
Even thinking about it over and over is fun, so the monster with a small smile looked at Robert.
“I hope there are no more people like you. If the other guys come back to life, they’ll run away before they can do anything.”
Can you make another such attack?
I’m dubious about that, but I thought maybe I couldn’t do it.
The reason why he was able to cut off his arm from the previous attack was because it contained divine power.
A slash that temporarily bursts with power and unleashes it at an invisible speed.
I gave my arm because it was so unresponsive, but it must be difficult for a human body to handle that speed.
Hearing the panting breath, the monster lost interest.
If he did that attack a few more times, he would die, but if he didn’t, it would only increase his wounds.
Demons don’t die easily, so why did God choose to seal them?
“Aren’t you going to mess with me any more?”
“It was you who jumped at me. It was you who came to me when I was quiet here. Of course, if you hadn’t come, we would have met someday.”
Recovering strength by eating humans was also quite tiring.
I thought I would get out of here someday, but now that I’ve met this kind of person.
It seemed that I couldn’t stay here all the time. I didn’t want to fight any more.
If he wanted to continue fighting, he would fight, but it wasn’t the battle he wanted.
Risking each other’s lives, clashing with all their might until one of them dies.
Since this was the first human to come close to the sense that life was in danger, the Minotaur did not want to end this fight easily.
Like it. Perhaps even more so than the dragons he followed.
“You wouldn’t have had a reason to fight me, but was there a reason you didn’t run away?”
“…If we don’t fight, we’ll come out someday.”
“Looks like there’s something out there.”
Seeing those words and the cold eyes, the monster smiled quietly.
Whenever humans make faces like that, there’s always a similar reason.
Are there things you need to keep? Or have a blind loyalty that no one understands.
Perhaps if the old man who protects women is more of the latter, this man is more of the former.
People with eyes like that are dangerous. The Minotaur, who had been fixing the scar on his forehead, slowly raised his mana.
Little by little, the body changed into a human figure.
Even though he changed into a human, the severed arm was still there, so the Minotaur laughed lightly at the empty arm.
It was a pretty pleasant sight.
It would be quite surprising if other guys saw that he was looking so ugly with his missing arm.
It is a figure that only one human being can master.
Robert, who gazed at the monster with red hair, realized that it was Polymorph, not its true form.
“Why hasn’t it changed? If I had shrunk down earlier, my arm wouldn’t have been cut off.”
“There is no romance. I tend to be sincere when fighting. The reason I stopped is probably because I know you can’t fight like you did before. Even if we fight more, we will only hurt each other.”
Isn’t it what you want to fight that only hurts each other?
It was a bit futile, but Robert realized that I was in pretty bad shape.
Although the level was restored, the body was not as well trained as it was during decades of training.
Even if the gap is filled with divine power, the difference eventually widens.
As much as I tried to force it out, the reaction was bound to follow.
Even though it looks like it’s standing still, it’s saying that it’s broken on the inside, so Robert smiled bitterly as he felt his body healing little by little.
If I swung it one more time like before, the arm would disappear.
To stop the fight after noticing that, I couldn’t tell whether it was a demon or just a fighting monster.
Feeling the gaze on him, the Minotaur realized something that worried Robert.
If this fight stops here, are you worried about the future?
It seemed that if anyone saw it, they would feel like they were killing anyone.
Seeing this, they are demons. In the demon realm, it is you who are treated as nobles in the place where humans live, so why should you kill them blindly?
He didn’t know about other demons, but he killed only those who were considered strong.
The army that attacked me, of course I wiped it out,
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Jumping into the middle of a village where there was nothing and wiping it all out was something demons other than themselves often did.
It was to enjoy battle, not to enjoy slaughter.
The Minotaur smiled and sat on top of the corpse and pursed his lips.
“If you think I’m going to go out and kill someone, don’t worry. I don’t have to waste time on that, I just have to find out if anyone else has woken up. I have to get out of here anyway.”
“…If I kill you here, you’ll be at ease regardless of what I say.”
“Can you?”
If you ask if you can do it, Dongguijin is probably the best.
The possibility that Berod would help fight the Minotaur was extremely low.
Didn’t he, who had regained his original state, finally take the blow?
As much as even that was a weakened demon. If they failed to catch it here, they did not know what would happen to the entire northern part.
To be sensible, it was better to keep quiet.
However, I couldn’t completely trust that statement, so when Robert asked how he believed it, the Minotaur swallowed a small sigh.
What should I say to believe this? If you were in the opposite position, it was obvious that you wouldn’t trust yourself.
If it hadn’t been for the thought that popped into my head, I would have thought about it for a long time.
“First of all, I want you to know that I have no particular intention of following the dragon.”
“The question is how do you believe that?”
The problem with him was that Adrian also sympathized with him, and Adrian, who approached Robert before he knew it, glared at the monster while infusing his divine power.
It’s fortunate that he wasn’t hurt, but if he was injured, it would have been enough to order Berod right now.
What the heck was the plan for him to say such a thing? The Minotaur, looking at those narrowed eyes, sighed and shook his head.
“I have nothing to say even if they don’t believe me, but should I tell you a secret?”
I’ve been trying to tell you since the moment I cut my arm anyway, so it doesn’t matter if I tell you soon.
In the past, I was interested in the dragons and followed them, but there was no reason to follow them anymore after confirming that there was a existence that was more enjoyable than that.
Other demons would do it on their own, but there was no need for you to follow yourself.
The Minotaur, who looked at Robert for a while, felt ‘something’ inside him and smiled a little.
The prank played by the dragon was in this man.
Reaching such a level is probably an accumulation of things that have been accumulated over time. Perhaps more can be seen.
In order to see such a state, it was his job to solve some of the worries he probably had by now.
For example, something about regression. About what this 101st life is for.
Perhaps, as there is a possibility that the two other than that man did not know, the Minotaur, who was choosing a word, quietly moved his lips.
“Then let me tell you something about something you don’t know. maybe you’ll be interested Even if you didn’t intend to talk to me, obviously.”
“…what are you talking about?”
“The dragon and the moon stone.”
Moonstone is an artifact that does not exist at this time.
The fact that it is a return can only be recognized by those who perceive it, and it is an artifact that can only be found out when you realize that it has disappeared for some unnatural reason.
Realizing that Adrian’s and Robert’s expressions had changed, the monster laughed intriguedly and continued talking.
“I will tell you what their relationship is.”
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The innumerable letters painted on the wall pointed to only one existence.
The wall was completely blackened by repeated statements, and Arwen’s hand, which had been muttering something while touching it, eventually stopped in the air.
“…If this is true.”
The data that Robert delivered completely dispelled the hypotheses he had built up until now.
Wasn’t the hypothesis that he accidentally started to return and reached this point by chance was now discarded and turned into a piece of paper?
100 deaths, 101 lives. And the special phenomena caused by the singularity.
This was all intentional by someone.
Perhaps, if Robert had had any goals, they would have failed by now for some strange reason.
Originally, what would have been successful led to failure, and the spirit that was destroyed by that should have been broken by now.
What someone didn’t think of was that maybe Robert was going to overcome that death and move on.
That was the meaning that only those who had gone through eternity of death could end everything. It was the evil dragon who intended to return.
And what can kill it.
It must mean the 101st Robert.