Monster no Goshujin-sama

31

Whatever the monster is, there's nothing you can do to turn the cross into an enemy and make it a Knights. I decided to ask them to stay back because there was no way to cause unnecessary damage.

Just in case, I left the refrain on them. The little escort was shaking his dripping tail as Kay hugged him. He wants me to take care of it.

The captain thanked him correctly at the fold, and next to him, Kanahiko thumbs up and turns back on his heel. The knights followed.

Among them was the figure of the hillside held by the knight, slowly lost his mind.

The Knights had recovered his figure after losing consciousness of the pain in both legs.

I couldn't leave him to help Siran, so I didn't want to kill him earlier, but not now. If I kept him alive, I might have heard something useful later.

Anyway, that's also a story if the operation goes well.

Dropping off the knights, I turned my heels back.

Is this also a business for Silan's thoughts? As we are pushed into her onslaught of turning into ghouls, the cross is being pulled away from where we are. Silan's thoughts did seal up the unreasonable violence of the cross.

I don't want that honorable thought of her to be something that disappears after a flash of burning like a shooting star.

When I took one deep breath and decided to be ready, I called out to my companions.

"Well, let's go."

By connecting her path to Silan, who has turned into a ghoul, she regains her heart and joins forces to defeat the cross.

In addition to the particularities Cilane herself was equipped with, such a large battlefield turned her into an undead monster would probably never again have a better environment.

My job is to touch Silan to connect the passes.

My colleagues will do their utmost to expose themselves for it. Operation initiated.

It was Gabella who cut ahead. Fold the spider legs and jump from a low sinking position.

A large spider transformed into a white shell broke into a battle between a brave man and a ghoul.

"Shaaaaaa!"

Garbera kicked off strongly, looking back at the surprising ten characters. Alas, I hoped this would settle, but it's just not that sweet. The spider leg, which was swung down to crush his face, was prevented by a straight sword.

"Ugh, oh, you...... Huh!?

However, if you earn enough distance to devour the full force of your momentum, you can't kill how powerful it is to have the cheats of an expedition. The kicked away crossword was pulled away from Silan as we see it.

But that's only half of it.

In other words, Gabella broke in between the two beasts in contention. If I put it on one side, I can't help but delay my reaction to the other.

And there's no reason for Silan right now. Without even being able to discern her enemy allies, she is still in that battle against ten letters to get us away. In her eyes, all those who stand in the way of eating at the cross must have only seen it as an obstacle.

"Ahhh!

A sword of silane, which had been swept away, cut off one spider leg.

The second, slashed with the momentum as it was, manages to get Gabella's reaction in time and eats deep into the thick areas of the spider's outer shell.

So the sword came to pass, but the owner, Silan, did not.

Her body comes forward, also using the power to pull out the sword at her disposal.

but, my teeth engaged.

Bloody timing to watch. Where the carotid artery was dangerously bitten off, Garbera's girl's arm grabbed Silan's forehead and held him down.

The opposite hand is grabbing the blade of the sword rolled out by the time difference and dripping red blood from the thoroughly torn palm.

"Did they take one leg and half, and then even one arm?... Fair enough."

Gabella smiled so glossy that she accidentally fell in love with the beauty.

The fever of the struggle is sparkling the pure white girl no more. Even the shed blood is so visible to the eyes as to colour her.

"I forgive you and your concubine. What, where the cervical vertebrae have been crushed, this is not what happens now"

An arm that grabbed his face threw Silan's body at his disposal.

The noise sounded like a broken bone in the loaded neck. A cone-rubbing rotating body of silane is slammed hard against the floor.

Gabella, on the other hand, was blind to the silane she threw away, turning herself over and attacking the cross.

"... it's you again"

"My goodness. Your opponent is a concubine. We're gonna have you hanging out!

I have to do my job while Gabella is holding me back from the cross.

Me and Lily rushed out toward the crash point of the thrown silane.

Silan's body, bouncing on the floor and swimming through the universe, has broken hands and feet due to the impact of the clash.

From what I've seen, Silan's ability to regenerate as an undead monster also outweighs Gabella's natural healing power. With all that damage, it won't take long to repair. But I just can't get in shape right now. The sword is also being removed. Now was my chance.

"Hey, ahhh!

A spear rolled out by Lily, who flew to Silan ahead of me, captures Silan.

A spear tip stabbed me in the thigh stood on the floor and stitched up Silan's movements - no, the deceased doesn't hold up to this extent.

"but ahhh!

The bones in each part crushed his body, and Silan was forced to jump up by his muscle strength alone. Somewhere in snake-like behavior, she is attacked by Lily.

If Lily was human, this could have been the end of the fight. Or, assuming Silan had left reason behind, he wouldn't have made such a cheap attack.

"Now, I've got you"

Lily's congregation grin, which floated while being eaten by Silan, broke apart.

Solving her pseudo, she strips out her nature as a slime and takes in Silan, who was at close range.

When I caught up with Lily, who was ahead of me, Silan was in Lily's semi-liquid body tissue, as if she were drowning.

The insane power of the Undead Monster cannot be fully exerted when his hands and feet are broken. We won't be able to keep him in custody for that long, but that was enough for now.

"Silan......"

I rushed over and quickly reached out to Siran.

Silan, taken in by Lily, was the only one who had his face on the surface. It was those cheeks that I tried to touch. Nearby, facial wounds filled with purple discolored meat are painful......

And when I thought about it, the colour of gold that flickered was spreading to cover my sight.

"Avoid it, master!

The scream was given by Lily, who had only rapidly forged her upper body.

Pizza and Lily's body fluids hit her cheek. I realize that the golden color that covers my vision is Silan's long blonde hair. You didn't shake off Lily's restraint with that body.

"Gu, but!?

- And some of the time I thought about it, I turned around.

Even if Lily had restrained him in addition to the repeated damage, even Silan just as bluntly moved. The attack is off target and still, it can be eaten between my neck and my left shoulder.

"Gi no... Gu, gu..."

Severe pain punched him in the brain marrow.

It is brittle for monster opponents, such as physical enhancement by magic. My muscles are broken, my blood is overflowing. The chills eaten alive popped my skin.

Swallow the scream. Eat up your teeth.

I was forced to move the muscles on my cramped face... and I hung my lips up.

There is no such thing. The operation was a great success.

In order to connect Silan to the pass, you should at least, touch each other.

Nevertheless, the deeper the contact, the stronger the connection established with her. If so, it is more convenient to touch it as deeply as possible.

Silane will devour me, and some of me will be swallowed by her. It's a bloodshed that can't be compared to just touching each other anymore.

Deeper than cuddling, my presence and Silan touch each other. My heart and heart came closer than any more.

And my consciousness turns dark.

Somewhere deep down, my presence sinks.

- Come on, let's go get what's lost back.

When I realized, I was drifting in the dark.

As if it had sunk into the deep ocean, the surroundings were dark and breathless.

I can't see anything, and I can't touch it.

Because my body doesn't even exist in the first place. You can't be more blind than your body doesn't exist, and you can't even reach out to something.

But that's a little troublesome.

I'm not lost here. I came looking for something. So it doesn't make sense if you don't see it first.

I tried to perceive the deep darkness somehow.

That is to say, it is tantamount to the act of illuminating the darkness with your own light.

If I had noticed, it would have turned blue and white and floated in the dark.

The fireballs of the Great Humanity, flickering and shaking, scatter the firepowder in all directions.

That's the first time I've noticed some fireballs floating nearby.

A quietly burning red flame, a smaller but energetic flame than that, a two-coloured flame mixed with blue in red, a large, whitened flame......

There were countless other signs of lights floating in the dark, but unfortunately, I can't see or feel the range I can't illuminate. In short, I guess that means that this light, which I am myself, is visual and tactile in this place.

I think it's a strange place.

I stretched my hands out to try it, oops sprinkled the firepowder and the flame extended beyond the dark.

I can see my hand there in a double copy.

It was a strange feeling, but I don't see it in the two more real eyes. It's not weird that that happens.

So when I said, "Oh?," he tilted his neck, not because he questioned the strangeness of the perception of a double copy. It was because I found a part of my statue that looked like that that that bothered me.

- On my left hand side, there was a small jar in it.

No, if you look closely, my body was running a few tiny pieces that you wouldn't know if you didn't stare at me.

As I gazed at my presence, I also noticed that I had another red flame mixed with my own blue light.

... What does this mean?

I didn't doubt it, but I can't even think about it. When I start saying that, I don't even know what this place is.

Even if I don't know what this place is, I understand that I needed to come here for a purpose. Then that's enough. I don't know how long I can stay in this place. I didn't have time to relax and think about it.

I changed my mind and I started acting.

We should head to a deeper hierarchy. I slowly dive into the depths of this darkness.

This space is too vast. I can't imagine how far it goes.... a little bit, the very notion of the end, etc. may not exist.

I was fortunate to know where what I was aiming for. Thin, red blood connections like spider threads are leading me to where I want to be.

It was just worth the pain, it seems. Nevertheless, I don't know when this connection will be broken either. I had to hurry.

Sink. Sink. It sinks.

In doing so, there were no more signs of other lights around.

In the darkening darkness I even remembered the physical pressure. I wonder if you will be crushed by this overwhelming mass of darkness by the mundane claps, such as my tiny lights... I continued to dive, holding back the urge to emerge even soon while chewing out such fears.

Eventually I found what I was after.

What was there was a fiercely burning yellow light, a statue of a girl who had become a double copy with a burning flame.

While the joy of discovery was bound, I frowned unexpectedly.

Because the statue of the girl holding her knees and grating her eyelids was badly damaged.

Using the deep scratches on the cross as the starting point, few of them have reached depths that should be called cracks, almost running to cover their entire bodies.

The wounded girl's statue was still sinking into the depths of this darkness.

Slowly, but surely….

According to it, it increases, the cracks deepen, and the stripped little fragments drift into this vast darkness, finely crushed and dissolved as if they were salt masses dissolved in water.

As if to resist it, the girl's lights were burning violently.

It was the brilliance of that burning that was nothing more than an expression of her will.

- You can't just disappear yet. I have something to protect.

This is where the heart holds her statue, which is supposed to sink and crush in a breath.

That's not all.

If you observe carefully, there was something else mixed up in the girl's light.

Each one is trace, and a huge number of shards that can't take as clear a lead as the girl's statue burn as hard as the Silanese lights. There, the girl's will was felt independent of that.

In a moment, that may be the 'thought' left by the numerous people who lost their lives in the defense of Fort Chile.

Silan devoured the magic that was full of forts and turned them into undead monsters. The magic that was eaten at that time was what leaked out of it when the souls of soldiers and knights who fought and died to protect the fort were scattered. Wouldn't it be surprising if the thoughts of the dead lingered there at all?

If so, Silan now is like a crystal of a noble desire to protect people. It's not something you can lose as you look like such a pathetic ghoul.

The determination was renewed, and I reached out to the statue of the burning girl.

I understood in the instinctive part how I could get her back in front of me. In colonies, it's called cheat ability, and in this world, the power of the transferee, called grace, because somehow we know how to use it naturally. That doesn't change even in places like this that I don't know.

A stretched fingertip touched the girl's shoulder. - There was a tiny sound, and a tiny scream ran at his fingertips.

Breathtaking.

... I knew it, the thought passed behind my brain.

I think it was only for a moment that I was stiff.

There was a shock, but no surprise. Because this was also something I knew from the beginning.

This is my power. As much as I can and can't, I instinctively grasp.

Of course, it's about something else.

I've had a bad feeling since I decided to regain Silan's heart.

Nevertheless, I resolved to restore Siran's heart.

I decided not to hesitate to move on. Whatever happens to me...

So now this is it. It's no reason to hold hands.

Without hesitation, I embraced the girl's statue. It was at the same time an act of spreading her flames and covering her lights.

Doing so will visibly loosen the collapse of the girl's statue.

I stroked my chest down… I heard a screaming sound of spiciness rising from my whole body.

The surface of my statue cracks as if it could not withstand the load. Because there are things in contact that are not supposed to touch each other, or maybe that was a natural phenomenon.

That was never fatal.

Unlike Silan, the crack is only shallow, and the collapse of the statue never occurs. This can't be a threat to my life.

But even if it's not fatal, it's irrevocable.

If you say so, this was a one-way ticket journey. If you look back a step down the steps, there is no longer a way back there.

What happened to me was something like that.

Still, I didn't want to take my hands off Silan. I don't want the girl in front of me to be lost. Yes, because I felt strongly about it.

... But why do I feel so strongly about her?

Because she believed in me as the only foreign body in this world...... is it?

Oh. Surely that's one of the reasons.

But that didn't seem like the only reason.

If you close your eyelids, you'll think of Silan standing up to the crossword.

A knight who dies and continues to fight with the desire to protect someone. Its presence was one proof that this world was not just governed by power.

Long before he came to Fort Chile, he continued to be abused on the slopes, and at the end of the sentence, Kudo Lu, the 'bully', whose life had been unharmed by the plot he had joined, described the world as' the strong can behave as they please '.

I could not deny the word, which was spoken in the same tone as I gave up.

Because I myself was a man on the side ravaged by those forces. In that sense, Kudo may have been like myself in the mirror.

But Silan's presence proved to me that this world was never all that heartless.

The once colony, and the fort of Chile, were destroyed unbroken by the unexpected force given to them as they descended and gushed.

Runaway power certainly ruins a lot of things. That's true.

But neither are thoughts helpless enough to just be ravaged.

If my power is going to help me get Silan back for proving it, what's the price?

I began to rise from the depths of darkness, holding Silan.

The sound of pizziness continues.

I was supposed to be up there, but I had the illusion that I was going to fall somewhere. Step by step, step by step, down the stairs you will never be able to turn back...

- Do you understand, Lord?

One day the dialogues thrown at me accidentally passed behind my brain.

- That's a very dangerous idea. It's easy to imagine a concubine like this. I don't care if you're carrying everything in so much......

... Oh, maybe it does.

But there's still something I can't give away.

Think of it, even when you once decided to protect Mr. Kato, this could have been the case.

Even if I knew it was inconvenient, I decided to protect her to protect what was in me. It's the same this time.

I am the same as the Cross, and I gained strength as I came down and gushed.

When I first realized that I had the power to lead monsters, I thought I was the power to survive alone in this cruel world.

But thanks to this power I was able to meet Lily and the others.

I can assure you that the bond I have grown with them is more important to me than anything else.

That's why I think.

It is true that this power is inherently empty without any thought.

But at least not for me. This power contains the thoughts of me and my family. That's what I believe. I want to believe it.

And here's what I sorely hope to get back with that power.

Then betraying that wish is tantamount to denying the thoughts put into this power of mine.

I can't do that. Absolutely.

- Takahiro?

A girl's voice reached my ear, which continued to rise.

I looked down at the silane I held in my chest and only one eye was squeaking open.

My eyes, which dwell in desolate light, admit to me. At that moment, the path between me and her turned into something solid.

No. The other way around? She woke up because the connection became solid. In evidence, the modulation that was happening to my body has subsided and the collapse of Silan has calmed down. And the color of Silan's light had changed from yellow to red.

- What is this place?... No, what about me?

Silan's tone was a dream somewhere. The consciousness also seems vague, and the gaze is swinging fluttering between the waves.

If you try it on her, maybe this just seems like a dream event. This is the place, and also, before I woke up, she was in such a predicament.

- Oh. Yes, I was. Am I exhausted and defeated?

Dry grin on her face as she lost one eye.

On a cracked cheek, a glimmer of tears spread.

- Once again, I couldn't protect what was to be protected, could I?

From her heart, which was stripped out, via a path, one image poured in.

It was the figure of an elf young man who ran out in the deep woods.

The young girl cries, kneeling in front of his wreckage, which reminds her of her blood ties with Silan and is very similar.

That was the only scene I could see, but the sadness that seemed to rip her chest open at that moment, I could feel enough.

Perhaps this is the memory of the beginning of the battle of Silan, who took the sword to protect others. Taking as its starting point the great loss it had experienced, the girl walked out of this world to reduce even one grief.

But her path is halfway through, and Silan, helplessly of his own, is tearing again.

If it's a beginning or a tear, then the end is another tear. That would be too sad.

- Don't give up, Silan. It's not over yet.

- Takahiro, Your Highness?

As I continued to float, I confirmed the presence of some of the lights I had just seen, before I could swing.

And I'm almost there.

- Let's go back, Silan. Kay's waiting.

And when I said unto him, Siran looked upon me with a grudging face.

You must not have believed my words.

But now we have a path. I guess I told her the truth, too. As if on the lake, one eye swayed.

From Silan's eyes, there is one tear that is not grief, a puffy zero.

That alone seemed to me that I had never made the wrong choice.

Me and Silan meet up with the other lights. Consciousness flips. The light filled my consciousness - I returned to the real world.