Monster no Goshujin-sama

58

The first thing I felt back in the real world was the softness and warmth of relief.

He holds a small body in his arms, as he did in the world of mind he had just been in.

The monster was gone.

Instead, there was Mr. Kato in his arm.

As she wandered, she raised the face she was burying in this chest.

A fluffy, flowery, corny smile arose.

"Senior"

I was comfortable with the sound that tickled my ears, and I could feel it coming back.

"Earlier... dreams, aren't they"

"Oh."

Admit it, I'll ask from here.

"And, look. You'd feel that, wouldn't you?

Understanding the meaning of the inquiry, Kato smiled really happy.

"This is the senior's pass, isn't it?"

It comes from the bottom of my heart that I am happy.

Not a metaphor, really.

Maybe that's how much you've wanted it to be.

The bonds that have grown have connected us for so long.

I just smiled at each other, and they spoke to me.

"Sir. You got Kato back."

"Sama!"

It was Salvia and Asalina.

Something seemed to have taken care of the woman who was falling, but I noticed the monster was gone, and I think I came this way.

Both of them were delighted that Mr. Kato was back.

"I'm sorry for your concern"

"No. I'm glad you're back safe. Besides, I think I finally figured it out."

I laugh when I dull.

The last part was directed at both me and Kato.

I nodded lightly and Kato dyed her cheeks happily.

"... can't we do much like this?"

I had left the Kanahiko people behind.

"I have to go back."

"Speaking of which, seniors, are you here alone?

"I was allowed to use the Devil's Stone of Transfer that Kanahiko had prepared. I can only use that on my own. He planted it in Kato's belongings."

"When..."

I don't know where I was because I flew down the road on the way and flew to where Kato was with the magic tools of the transfer.

It would have been difficult to go back.

But, sweetly, Kanahiko and I have given up in the same place, so we only found out about each other's positional relationship.

As long as we figure that out, we'll figure it out.

Because I now have the ability to control this alien world by means of the "Misty Inn".

Finding a way to get there, as long as you know the location relationship, is not that difficult.

The rendezvous with the lilies, who have been quarantined, will also come true.

Because I concentrated on my path with Kato, the yarn of control has now been cut, but if I reconnect, I can use it again.

It's going to be hard to reconnect because it's drained a lot, but there's one more step to go.

I concentrated on my magic to exercise the magic of fog - then.

"Is this...?

Sudden chills.

The feeling that was loose tightens in an instant, and the thought transitions into a combat posture.

The ability to recognize the magic of the fog has detected danger.

It was at the same time that I looked back and the debris made a noise behind me and collapsed.

"... seniors!?

I was flying away with Kato. [M]

Someone shows up from under the collapsed altar.

It wasn't over yet, the glance directed at this one said.

"... Harrison. Were you alive?"

What emerged from under the rubble was the figure of the head of the Cathedral Knights.

The dignified body was worn out.

Red blood smudges the short cut black hair.

My left arm seemed crushed, and I was hanging sloppy.

He pushed the rubble away with only his remaining right arm.

He was engaged with that monster that Mr. Kato changed, and he survived.

I'm turning my war on this one.

I was flattered, but soon regained my calm.

"Stop it. You're not in a position to fight anymore."

It's amazing how the Expedition and the monsters are eating at each other from the front and not dying.

But the injury was too deep.

The amount of blood that pollutes the ground red.

One arm that has been crushed.

If you look at the heavily pulled armor, you can even imagine what's going on with the torso underneath it.

It's a serious injury that could put your life at risk even if you're just standing up.

In that, my body doesn't move properly.

I can't give a lot of strength where I forced it to move, and even that impossibility would be only a few moments.

Just wait for me to be unable to move, it will be our victory.

That's what this man knows.

- That's what happened.

But the man didn't shake.

A fist that did not have a single sword was clenched, and there lived the will of war.

A wet foot kicks the floor on the ground and the threat that you can never underestimate is fleshy.

"Ugh...!?

A fist that makes a noise and is swung down.

Bouncing back.

The floor of where I was just now was smashed in one blow.

It was a force I didn't think was seriously injured.

If you eat even one shot, you could fall into non-combat.

However, the motion of the attack itself, as a tighug, was a shake.

Probably because you are forcing your wounded flesh to move with magic to tear it apart.

It can't be a delicate operation.

Did the recoil spread the wound, or the bump and blood ran off?

But Harrison will not fall.

Without diminishing his will, Hazel's clear eyes stared at this one.

"You..."

Strong beliefs support a man full of creativity.

Perhaps this is what made him climb up to the head of the Cathedral Knights.

... I felt uncomfortable because I felt that way.

"Takahiro Mashima. I must kill you."

Something I also felt when I first came to Empire City and met him face to face.

Perseverance as a knight. Pride and pride.

A noble knight who dedicated all of himself to the security of the world.

Such impressions remain the same as ever.

At the time of the face-to-face meeting, the words spoken were remembered as natural.

- I have no evil feelings toward Master Mashima like Uncle Borderline.

- Naturally, I'm not going to run on my own like Travis did. My hope is merely to fulfill the mission entrusted to me.

- I have spent all my life as a knight to preserve the peace of this brittle and fragile world. It will continue to be so.

I remember thinking that if we hadn't bowed to the world, he would never have been an enemy.

Even with the same enemies, the way they are is different from Lewis-Bird, who was the name of the Macrolin Borderline Uncle.

Having encountered him only once, he saw 'evil' as' justice '.

But Harrison isn't.

In fact, even now, I have no aversion to the gaze that can be directed at us.

No hatred, no anger emotions.

All I have is a sense of purpose.

I don't think this is acting.

That's why I wondered.

"Why are you trying to kill us?

If I deliberately invite you to the Imperial capital to die, the Cathedral Church could lose its trust and authority.

The world situation can become volatile and even worse with the expedition.

Nonetheless, he appealed to the method of assassination.

Without malice, without disgust or hatred.

The principle of behavior was too inexplicable.

"How could you...?

When asked, Harrison looked back at this one.

I still found no disgust or hatred in that look.

"Takahiro Mashima. Why are you fighting?

"... what?

"I asked him why you were fighting. No. I don't need to answer. I know. You're just fighting for your people."

Is this the answer to my inquiry?

Harrison has spoken pale.

"As a position to lead my people, I do everything I can to fulfill my responsibilities. Within reach, I'm trying to protect something important. Wouldn't you?

The words spoken were the right ones.

"You don't fight for justice, even if they call you 'Akel's Brave' or something. Even if there has been a consequence of saving people, it is not intended to do justice by mistake. For you, the presence of your own people is heavier than anything else. I'm sure it's better than the world."

For one thing, there was nothing to deny.

Again, it's not like Lewis.

Unlike Lewis who only broke me off as' evil 'and only saw me as an' evil monster user ', Harrison has not renounced understanding.

That is a huge difference that cannot be missed… but it could also be said to be a minor difference if we only looked at the answers derived as a result.

Because Harrison understood me and told me.

"Therefore I must kill thee."

It is well understood.

There are no misunderstandings.

A little bit, it might even be evaluated.

Still, Harrison is after my life.

Stay the knight who protects the world.

... so I thought.

A certain assumption came to mind.

I'm talking about what happened.

What if he thinks I deserve to die, fairly and fairly, as a knight who truly protects the world?

- You are.

And so Kato opened his mouth.

"What do we not know, what do we know?

Maybe she came to the same conclusion earlier than I did.

I uttered words like stepping in sharply.

"There's something wrong with this world."

The look was as strong as trying to see the truth and looked to Harrison.

"I've been uncomfortable with this for a long time, but I'm clear about this one. The Cathedral Church does not already need a brave man. Not only do you have lovers of grace who are close to the metastasized ones, but you are also like you who cross many of the metastasized ones."

Apparently, Kato noticed something in this contact.

Her mouth made me realize the discomfort.

"Right. Harrison's power can be countered only by how many people are in two names on the expedition..."

"Yeah. That's right. And what matters is that 'there were more than a hundred transferees who reached the human world from colonies'. Conventionally," On average, there's only one metastasizer in a hundred years. "

"Without an irregular like this one, it wouldn't have been the first time a stronger metastasizer appeared than Harrison?

Kato nodded, pointing the water at Harrison.

"I guess the power of the metastatic is useful, but the need to believe as absolute as it is now should be faint. It would be more secure to rely on your own power than rely on something uncertain."

To Kato's point, it seemed reasonable.

"And this is the action. You don't consider Senior Mashima evil, do you? In the first place, with that motive, you don't move. You are only a knight. He who protects and maintains the world of men. But I can't believe we're going to assassinate Senior Mashima while we're at it, imitating how it undermines the trust and authority of the Church that protects the world...... everything is doomed. No. It will look that way to us who know nothing"

Even though we don't need brave men to protect the world, we actually rely on brave men.

We're supposed to be working to protect the world, but we're acting in such a way as to undermine the trust we need in ourselves to do so.

I see, it's definitely a mess.

I just think so.

But Harrison, who tried to face each other like this, doesn't look like such a doomed person.

For example, it would be reasonable to assume that there are circumstances we do not know about.

What do we not know?

In a fearlessly sincere voice, Kato inquired.

She understands, too.

He said if we didn't understand the man in front of us here, the situation wouldn't be solved.

After a failed raid, there is no room on the part of the diocesan church where the facts are known.

Extreme stories, I wish I could publish this fact, and if I could crush Akel without getting confused, I just wouldn't be able to enjoy it.

Of course, there will be a lot of backlash, but that means there will be a lot of confusion.

The whole world could even fall into havoc.

Even those of us who are parties can't be safe.

So I can't leave here.

Answer me, Harrison.

I also stared hard at Harrison.

The gaze bumps into each other.

A terribly heavy silence fell.

The figure of Harrison, who stood dignified, was not scratched, yet did not diminish his presence.

The gaze looking at this one had sharpness and toughness reminiscent of a wave of sword.

Of course, there's no way we can be cowardly.

With Kato leaning in, staring back from the front...

"... you want to know"

- Eventually, Harrison opened his mouth wet in blood.

"Come on."

The voice I said so was quiet and ominous.

"If you want, I'll tell you. The truth about this world."