Steps stepping on the flames.
But before taking a few steps, Loer noticed an instinctive danger signal from his body.
“… … ”
Obviously, I didn’t feel any pain at all.
His right hand holding the sword, the skin of that place was neatly peeled off, and hung in the air.
When the right hand is moved forward with a little force, the muscles and blood vessels that are exposed in the chest are pulled, clearly showing signs of being separated from the bones.
“It must have been too late to turn back.”
“… … ”
“Don’t you have any regrets? Roer.”
The thread of a spider-like monstrosity that lives on the third floor of the underworld, connecting heaven and earth with threads and making it their nest.
He connects his thread to space and space, not matter and matter.
Because of that, if Loer had to forcefully take a step there, it wasn’t just muscles and blood vessels.
The thread connected to the internal organs is pulled taut and becomes the subject of a slaughtered beast.
Also, there was no pain.
Therefore, even a flying bird does not know that its skin and organs have been seized by thread, and dies while flapping its wings with only bare bones remaining.
“I’m sorry… … ”
“… … ”
“Ferzen. Even as a child, I knew that the world was not as beautiful as a fairy tale.”
Human life is not equal.
In a world where the same causes are provided, the results are different for each.
There was an irrationality in the river that made me nauseous as much as I could.
Everyone lives up to it.
Loer Paul Vistane Claudia.
He didn’t know it either, but… …
“I… … I cannot tolerate the favoritism given to you.”
How is it that someone whose name you do not know is trampling on the happiness of others?
Even if Ferzen had ruined someone else’s life, Loer wasn’t interested.
But isn’t he trying to seize happiness by destroying his family and his own family?
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Maybe this is selfish anger.No, because of selfish anger, he would be the only one who could point his sword at the man named Ferzen.
then.
then.
No, that’s why!
“I–!”
fast!
“I will be your absurdity!!!”
Digging into the space, the thread that was connected all over Loer’s body was cut.
This is not simply that he used any means to resist the monsters living on the 3rd floor of the underworld.
To be honest, it must be an expedient.
‘It doesn’t seem like a trick that came out of his head as an Auror Knight.’
Something like a lingering liquid that swallows Loer’s body little by little must be a monster living in the underworld.
And Loer must have sacrificed his body to that monster.
What the monster that inhabits the third floor of the underworld, whom he had summoned, couldn’t do anything.
This is because the possession of the character of Loer has already passed to that monster.
No matter how tall a monster may be, it belongs to the underworld.
So, even under the laws of the underworld, it would not be possible to ruin the deal.
… … However, Ferzen, despite the efforts of Loer, risking his own life.
For some reason, he kept his emotions too calm.
The sharpness that has continued since dawn, with a sharp edge, has disappeared.
Surrounding him is the tranquility that a child in his mother’s arms feels.
‘All in vain. Did you bring out the best move in your own way?’
After giving up his body, he rushes forward with only consciousness left.
However, Loer’s sword could not reach Ferzen.
The thread of the monstrosity that Ferzen called to connect with space and space.
Of course, it was also possible to pull it and forcefully distort the space.
Because of that, when he projected the distorted space around Loer like a prison, like an octahedron, his sword suddenly rose from the ceiling.
Or, the blade jumps out and crosses the air from a position where it cannot reach Ferzen at all.
His body, which screams and rushes at him, must have gone straight, but suddenly jumps out of a corner and falls to the floor.
… … Whatever the resolution he made, whatever the price he paid.
An unreasonable gap that can never be narrowed is already a huge gap.
If there was an audience here, would they laugh at Loer’s appearance as a ridiculous comedy?
“Loer.”
Did you say that this was a kind of final play?
Looking at the inside of the warehouse, which was about to collapse completely, Ferzen looked at him howling like a beast with a grim expression.
“It’s been a long time since the end of the play has already been made… … ”
What the hell kind of drama did you guys end up with?
An unfinished story that hasn’t even been completed.
Also, the main character who should lead it is already dead.
The gears that were supposed to mesh with each other stopped.
Like a world where the sun never sets.
Like a movie that never ends.
‘That’s what you want so much… … ‘
The fate of this villain’s body dying is a scenario that has long been abolished and dumped in the trash.
“Ahhhhhhhhh!!!”
His desperate scream, mixed with faint weeping, echoed inside the warehouse.
Desperately and desperately, his steps revolve around a path with no exit.
In fact, it’s not funny to see a scenario of the bad luck unfolding to the villain himself.
Ciel Midford–At the point where the protagonist of the story died.
This world was no longer the gist of the novel.
He’s not like a character who’s been given the role of a villain.
He was just one human who led a life of a villain himself.
Yes, even if the role belongs to another where he can’t protest himself.
Because living life is a person who takes the steps of one’s own will.
like a fairy tale story.
It would be impossible for the villain himself to be killed by the one standing in the opposite direction, unless he made a choice himself.
“The skit was all I had to do.”
Looking coldly at his movements, which were worth even applause, Ferzen made Isabelle, who was working, take a step forward.
And as if angered by his incompetent situation, Loer finally throws the sword in a straight line.
hook!
Naturally, the sword could not reach Ferzen through a straight path, and it jumped out of the wrong place and headed for the floor.
But at that moment, Loer grabbed his scabbard.
Except for the head, the power he obtained in exchange for his insignificant body.
This moment of opportunity, which may be the last, grants a clear but low possibility.
… … A flow of magic that spreads through the body in a blue color.
This is not the awakening of the Hideon Banjo before death, in which his body is further quenched and transformed into a higher state.
A monster who was summoned by another person and made a deal with him.
breaking the body
It was just squeezing out all the remnants and pouring it out unilaterally.
At the end of it, the magic that digs into a distorted point normalizes the distortion of a specific space.
Loer, who picked up his scabbard through the exposed gap… …
visor!
It jumped out of the wrong place and turned the trajectory of the sword towards the floor in an instant.
Then, Ferzen’s red eyes opened wide for an instant.
Unlike elemental mages, warlocks have one more step in the process of splitting rituals on their corpses to cast spells.
It was almost impossible to react quickly to a situation like the one we have now.
Pick!
However, his black sword that flies in, slightly cuts the neck of Ferzen, is locked in the wall behind him, and is swallowed up in vain by the rising flames.
Juruk.
Vivid blood flowing through the cut flesh.
As the arteries of the neck are located in a low place 5 to 7 cm from the fire and the skin.
If his calculations had been a little more accurate, Ferzen would have been fatally wounded.
Shrek.
As you carefully bring your palms up, the blood that runs down your wrists slowly wets the sleeves you’ve rolled up.
What follows is a burning pain and stinging.
Ferzen then ministered to Isabelle, carefully freezing the area around her wounds.
Her brow, which seems to be slightly wrinkled, seems to be scolding her for not being able to paint it.
But even if it’s a sketch, isn’t reversal always a factor in the composition of the play?
jerk.
Beetle… …
Over the space distorted by the magical energy that was forcibly poured out of his body, Loer approaches with a body that seems to have dried up.
Starting from the source of his magical power, there would be no more threats to him, who had completely ruined his body.
If you compare it to a story, not life.
Loer’s position is probably a supporting role.
No, maybe even that is an excessive role.
Even if he tries hard to move from his position, the development that has stopped will not start.
As the second hand turns and the minute hand turns, the minute hand turns and the hour hand turns.
When the most important cornerstone, the second hand, is broken.
The clock was just pointing forever to the time that had stopped that day.
“nice… … ! Whoops… … !”
He stretched out his hand and couldn’t even reach him.
He collapsed to the floor with no strength.
When you see the door of the underworld that opens next, and the monster clinging to his body wriggles.
Now, in order to take over the price, he must be trying to leave the other side with his body, leaving only his neck.
I wondered if the intentional sacrifice of all body parts except the head was considering hanging for treason.
He is the one who walks the path of the Auror Night, but his body is so broken.
The imperial family wouldn’t even bother to keep his body.
“Loer Paul Vista, Claudia. you are wicked… … You are a coward indeed.”
It pours out resentment and revenge as a cause.
In fact, he was trying to turn away from the woes that the family and family would receive after death.
Then, as he shredded his own flesh little by little, feeling the movement of the monster trying to separate his head from his body.
Loer lifted his head far and wide and looked at Ferzen.
“You cannot carve on rotten wood… … You can’t paint over a mud wall… … ”
“… … ”
A hint close to a curse that one day his ugly side will be exposed to the world.
But when Ferzen heard that, he grinned.
“Still a noble. You did not distance yourself from literary literacy.”
If that’s your last will.
Please don’t let this be engraved in your heart.
Aww!
With a brutal slaughter, Loer’s head fell from his body.
A monster clings to him crawling through the open door of the underworld.
Why do you feel so familiar and longing for the scenery you see over there?
Ferzen, who was about to take a step inward without realizing it for a moment, came to her senses and approached Princess Elizabeth.
The bleeding was large, but I could feel the breath sticking slightly.
But, will the lawmakers here be able to save the princess?
The words of Princess Elizabeth, who had given her a bad judgment about the affairs in the Lobelium Kingdom, crossed her mind, and Ferzen paused for a moment.
He closed his thoughts and took her into his arms.
And Isabel, who was being ministered according to Ferzen’s will, grabs Loer’s hair and uses it as a lamp to spread beautiful ice and go through a devastating fire.
“Elizabeth!”
“Wow, His Majesty the Princess… … !”
“The Count!”
“Ferzen!”
restlessness.
Outside, Yuriel, Prince Raymond, and other nobles, who were waiting for him while catching the flames, rushed to him.
After quickly grasping the situation, they call a lawmaker and start wrapping Loer’s supply and demand in furoshiki.
At the same time, the voices of those praising him are heard along with the blatant accusations against the Claudia family.
Listening to it, Ferzen slowly closed her eyes.
‘Are you watching? Loer.’
Aren’t there beautiful statues carved out of rotten wood and a mud wall that has been splendidly painted and will not collapse even in the rain?
Like a poisonous mushroom that looks more beautiful when it contains dangerous poison.
Respect and respect for those who follow.
Those who receive loyalty make them feel trusted and relieved.
The flower of evil covered with the world’s most brilliant justice is now in full bloom here.
Hoo nice