Monster no Goshujin-sama

32.

The light rises deep darkness and consciousness descends on your body.

I felt like I was in that strange space for quite a while, but it seemed only a few moments before I was unconscious in the real world.

Lily was seen in the midst of reconstituting the human body in a disturbed manner over Silan, who was standing with his teeth buried in his face on his shoulder.

"Your husband!

"... I'm fine. It worked, no problem."

I'll call you, and Lily will show you how relieved she is.

Taking my gaze off of her, I turned my attention to Silan again.

She was unconsciously hugging herself when she attacked me, and her body was losing strength and she was about to leave herself with me. If you look from the side, you might even look like you're holding each other with your face buried in your lover's shoulder.

In fact, of course, it's not such a colorful scene, it's just a somewhat hounding scene where I'm being eaten by her.

"Ouch......"

I whispered a small groan.

Silane's teeth, which were eating into the flesh of her shoulders, were pulled out of the damp sound.

Of course, this is more pain than you can leave without. I broke the arm that was spinning on Silan's back.

……

And a few seconds. I leaned my inner neck.

Because Siran, who thought he would leave soon, didn't have the appearance to make any moves.

Though the tooth I was eating was pulled out, my arm remained holding my body. You cannot leave me because I am unexpectedly firmly grasped.

Or so, there's no sign of movement from Silan's side.

Buried his face on his shoulder, Silan stood up.

Is something wrong?

And just wondering, I got a rough feeling near my shoulder wound.

There was a noise.

It was a slightly sticky water sound, like when a cat drank milk.

"... Huh?

Did you get goosebumps on your spine for chills or pleasure?

That's what a girl's tongue was crawling through my skin, just as her harmonious lovers would.

Be careful, Nabu.

Syran's tongue crawls around my skin, accompanied by a slut reminiscent of a whore and the innocent zeal of a dog and cat. Psst, it sounds perfect. I'm snuffing, savoring, licking.

Yes. Silan was eager to lick the blood flowing from my wound.

――

Silan slowly moves away from me, who unwittingly stiffens my thoughts.

Slightly top-down eyes. Corny lips. Siran's face, wet with red blood on her mouth, has a serious-looking look on her face.

The bloodless face felt slightly creepy, but at the same time it added a demonic hue to the girl of her age.

My tongue glances at my lips.

There is a vivid way to lick the blood attached thereto as if it were also sweet dew.

"Ah, fu..."

A vain voice sneaks into my ear.

Even that was wrong because I felt the color somewhere.

If she was a poor wildflower, she was a demon flower now. Sweet and fragrant colourful fragrance and an atmosphere that is as dangerous as it sounds. It's going to scatter right now, and that's why I can't help but notice its beauty.

"Heh, heh..."

Just one eye pointed a slight glance at me.

I saw each other. And - in the silane, something switched like a switch.

"... Ah, get it?

A bewildered voice rose.

From both her expression and her pass, I could feel herself coming back inside her.

At the same time, my time, which was frozen, starts to move. I finally realized that I was holding my breath.

"Si, Siran? I woke up...?

To my call, Silan, with his eyes in the eye, gave me one blink. My lips tremble with a beautiful bloodpaste licked off.

"Takahiro, which one?

The response is tongueless, somewhere young.

But at least now she knew me well.

"Ko, is this...?

The look on Silan's face becomes firm.

She looked down at her spread hands to make sure of herself here.

"... Are you sure you're back?"

Trembling lips spun out meaningful words.

Behind my eyes I can see the light of reason dwelling.

There, she was no longer in jeopardy until just now.

"Good. You woke up."

I stroked my chest down with relief.

Until just now to investigate, I guess she was just somewhat drawn to Ghoul's because of the vague state in which she was about to regain herself. It made me a little nervous, but for this minute, it seemed okay.

"Takahiro!

Siran, who looked seriously at his hand, raised his face lying down.

The blue eye that mirrors me again shines like a single jewel in this world. In a completely different way than earlier, I was blinded by its brilliance.

"Thank you, Takahiro"

He grabbed my hand.

If you let your gaze down on the feeling of your horribly cold fingers, at the tip of her arm, which was once cut off, there was a 'red stone fitted ring'.

The Knights' Ring of Testimony has Ghoul's judgment function. The fact that Silan was no longer a ghoul apparently changed the color of the ring.

I guess the reason I didn't go back from yellow to the original pale is because although I'm no longer a ghoul, it doesn't change that she's become an undead monster.

"Now I can fight again. I can protect what I wanted to protect......!

Still, it must be Silan who's here.

Finally, I also got a real feeling that I had her heart back. Naturally, there was a grin in my mouth.

The girl in front of me felt honored without losing her thoughts. Now, let's be happy with that first.

"All, all, thanks to Takahiro."

"... no. I don't think so."

I shook my neck to the side of Silan's words as he spoke of gratitude in a very sensational manner.

Silan rounds one tearful eye. I threw a certain word at her like that.

"'This is a world where wishes come true.'"

……

"You let me hear it before. Surely it was the last words of the first brave men."

That's what the first brave man said. 'Don't give up hope,' he said, encouraging people in the dark times for humans.

Of course, as Siran, who was speaking about this word, also said, that is only one interpretation. The word is too simple, too far back in the day, and the art of ascertaining the sincerity that only the person in question can know is no longer.

But I am only certain that that gentle interpretation has continued to support one temperamental girl who has continued to fight to protect.

That is why there is no more worthy word for this occasion.

"You couldn't just prepare for me. My only wish, I'm sure, would not have arrived. If 'wishes come true' … that's because of Silan's own strong desires and the wishes of those who tried to protect the fort"

As a crystal of all our wishes, Silan is here today. Wouldn't it be a little different to put that in my own hands? [M]

"The thoughts of us all…"

When he heard my words, Siran laid down his eyes softly.

I wonder what she thinks, she's staring at her connected hands.

"... right"

Eventually there was a beautiful smile in her mouth.

"Maybe this is a miracle that we all did.... but that's why, Takahiro. Let me thank you."

Silan's pale gemstone eyes reflected me again.

"Thank you, for picking up everyone's wishes. … save my wish. You will deny, but at least to me you..."

Siran, who tried to say something, swallowed the words that followed.

Shake Kabuli. Once again, Siran's face had been turned into that of a knight who had continued to fight to protect the world.

"To the thoughts of everyone who has restored it to His Holiness Takahiro... and for my own desire, I must fight. Let's go, Takahiro. To our battlefield."

The glow of the oath to protect someone who can be hurt remains intact, and as an undead monster, the knight Silan was reborn here.

I have a desire to reunite with each other.

I also want to be more aware of what I got back.

But the situation doesn't allow it.

"Oh. Let's fight. Do you need an explanation of the situation?

Let go of the hand that was in contact, and I took confirmation with Silan.

"No. I know most of it."

I lifted my eyes that were following my hand, and Siran shook his first.

"While Takahiro held me in that strange world, this situation was telling me."

"... now you remember that place"

"Yep. I don't really feel like I was dreaming though...... but is that never a dream or anything? Then it is my decision to do."

Silan looked back and looked at the end of the aisle.

I caught a glimpse of a long-sleeved boy, behind a landscape that was sumptuous with winding flames and dust, burning away flashly scattered spider threads with fire magic to interact with gabella.

Silan has lost to the crossword once. An unbroken defeat scares one away. Given that the experience of being pierced and murdered is not normally possible, I was worried about her.

But as far as I can tell, there is no color of fright in her expression. The eyes are strong and do not shake small. There would be no problem with crossing the cross with the sword. After confirming it, I broke my mouth.

"As you can see, now Gabella... my family's white Arakune is dealing with a cross"

Gabella, visible from here, was fighting with a lot of spider yarn that she knew was ineffective before the fire magic of being good at crosses.

This way of fighting was a pre-meeting, and the aim is to invite the fire magic of the Cross. Thanks to this, the cross is not aware of our situation because of the bursting flames that wind up.... I feel a little overdone around the aisle walls starting to collapse, but I should say she's doing well.

But that doesn't last forever either.

"Even if it's white Arakune, it's hard to knock down ten characters. If we keep fighting like this, we won't be unlikely to get paid back. It's quick and bad, but I want Silan to join her."

"Okay."

Silan nodded at my request and leaked a bitter smile.

"But I don't know about life that you're going to be fighting legendary monsters shoulder to shoulder. No, I'm already dead."

"For me, he's an important companion. There are some cute things about it."

"Pretty......?

My words seemed unexpected, and Silan circled his eyes. If I only see her violently and beautifully as a white Arakune, I can't help but think so.

"Oh. If you get a chance, Silan can get along too."

After laughing a little, I tightened my expression. We must fight now to create such an opportunity. I turned to the battlefield.

It was then.

"Oh, fuck...?

The world has been grossly distorted.

A terrible dizziness strikes me. In the end, I can't stand.

"Your husband!?

"Takahiro!

As the two of us screamed, I put my buttocks on.

Strange weakness was hitting my whole body. I can't stand up to you.

Lily, who rushed over in a hurry, now hangs her healing magic.

The blood that was seeping from the bite wound on his left shoulder came together. In a matter of seconds, the dizziness fits better.

"What the hell is wrong with you, my husband...?

Lily peered into my face with a worrying look on her face.

"Uh, no. … did you overdo it a little bit"

I remember a broken statue of myself.

I don't know what that was, but there is no doubt that the unusual dependency of Silan put some strain on my existence.

Or was it caused by the loss of health itself?

Even though it was impossible for me to remember how much magic I operated, it was a streak after a series of wars, and there were shoulder injuries and bleeding. It wasn't strange when the limits came.

Siran turned a carefree glance at me when I stood up with Lily's hand.

"Takahiro. Leave the rest to me, and you..."

"No. You can't be here."

Siran's words were appreciated, but I shook my neck beside him.

I wasn't being one-sided.

The only ones who have the power to confront the cross from the front are, as it stands, Silan and Gabella. However, in the rapid construction combinations, there is still anxiety about cooperation. I really needed a presence to connect them.

"More than me, it's Silan. Can you fight it right?

Fortunately, it seems the dizziness was transient, enough to stand alone. I still turn down Lily's worried hand, and I check with Silan.

"I don't think it's the same thing."

"Right."

Silan touched the cut marks on his left arm and covered the cut that crushed his right eye.

Let that hand down and try to open and close both hands several times.

She interrupted the act when her fist broke.

"It's a severed left arm once, but there's nothing in the way of movement. Physical strength apparently remains intact for significant physical improvement. Slightly unbalanced, but if you move closer when you have the help of four little spirits, this will work out. It's just magic... especially power as a spiritual user, you shouldn't use it. Because the quality of magic has changed. I don't know what's gonna happen to me right now."

"... can we fight?

If I was a little anxious, Silan smiled.

"Whatever. For this I have returned from the abyss of death with the help of Takahiro."

Apparently it was a stupid question. Silan smiles at me.

"I'll take care of it. - No. You don't. Let's fight together, Takahiro."

"... Okay, Silan. We will end the tragedy here."

I nodded.

Starting with the arrival of a large group of monsters, much was lost in this commotion. The ten characters that are the culprits must be put together here. Let's each squeeze the last force for that.

This is the last fight.

"Okay, I'll be there."

Sent out, Syran ran straight through the aisle as he picked up a sword that rolled on the floor.

Going ahead is a battlefield with a straight sword-wielding boy and a leaping white spider.

Gabella smiled shallow as soon as she noticed her closeness, the same family as herself.

"Here you are, little girl"

"I'll help you with the machete!

To the crossword fighting Gabella, Silan carried out a slaughter from the side.

As she herself just said, there's nothing at stake in her movements, from stepping in to swinging her sword down. She waved her sword without being swayed by rapidly improving physical abilities.

The cross took this and opened his eyes in amazement.

"Become... oh, you! Looking good earlier!?

"Yeah, I'm already dead, but I'll do my best to stop you!

"What, that. How could Ghoul... No way!

A groaning crossword noticed my presence standing a little distance away.

"You... Takahiro Mashima! Is spider intrusion buying time for that!?

I don't have the right to do it in abominable crossword. I raised my voice.

"Garbera! Leave the front to Silan!

"... Mm. If it's the Lord's life, there's no way."

Though reluctant, according to my words, Gabella fell upon herself. Leave word for Silan in small.

"I'm excited, little girl. You're the star of this battlefield."

"Even if you don't tell me!

Silan was increasingly fierce and slashed to the cross.

A stepped foot breaks the brick, and a sword swung up rushes all the way to the world not even cleaving.

Physical abilities themselves would have been higher when irrational ghouls, but still her physical abilities, out of human boundaries, far outweigh her lifetime. The spec difference between the cross and the unreasonable was clogged.

Even the delicate sword moves haven't caught up with the adjustments and there is a feeling they haven't been reclaimed, but at least she handled the sword better than the ten letters.

In addition, there was only one thing in Silan that was more advantageous than the ten letters.

That's resilience to wounds.

As an undead monster, Silan has extraordinary restorative power.

In contrast, the cross has been eaten and wounded by his dominant arm during the battle against Silan, who has turned into a ghoul. Other than that, he was injured a few times. I don't suppose the crossword that is Warrior can use healing magic, but he's not good enough to treat it during battle.

In the first place, it must have been unexpected in itself to be resisted so far for a cross that eliminated Watanabe.

In addition to the fact that few people in this world, such as the brave ones, can live with the fact that they have betrayed him, there are also rare talents that can counteract his transgressionist powers. It was an unhappiness for him and a hope for us to hit a being that combines these two.

"Ahhhhh!

If you have a slightly degraded cross of combat power, Silan can fight from the ground up right now. I eat it down so it's full, but that's fine. She's not alone right now.

"Scratch it, Gabella!

"Aye, okay. Leave it to me, Lord."

Gabella responds to my words.

White tyranny deep in the tree sea. Even the legendary white Arakune can keep up with this level of battle. Garbera, with spider legs and with simple manoeuvrability surpassing anyone else on this scene, stormed a cross from the wall to the ceiling.

This is why I left the front to Silan and let Gabella.

The front was held down by Silan, and it's hard to cheat on the expedition, no matter how many times Gabella strikes from all directions.

"Gu...... damn!

I couldn't get enough of this and took a distance from the two of them.

Steady Silan avoided a far-fetched deep pursuit and laid up his sword without alarm. Garbera, who was sticking to the ceiling, turns around and descends next to it.

The two faced each other with ten letters shoulder to shoulder.

One or the best knight in the northern realm of the Tree Sea who has continued to fight monsters to protect the world. One of the most powerful white spiders in the deep tree sea. Given their history, that must have been an unlikely fight together.

And it was my job to connect them with words and paths to achieve that impossible sight.

I am the only one who can help the struggling Gabella without killing her momentum. I am also able to build trust with Silan.

Therefore, there are no holes between the two of us. They were, for sure, hunting down the crossword.

... That can't be pleasant for the Cross.

"What the hell, you guys!

Exploding the eclampsia, the crossword slammed the brick floor with a straight sword.

"An elephant that doesn't even make me an experience to gain power! The monster I am to name as a hero!

The tip of the sword held up pointed to Silan, sequentially pointing to Garbera.

"How can you disobey me!?

And at the end of the day, the crossword glanced at me, leaning against Lily.

"You will be the food for me to live and return to that world!

As always, in the eyes of the Cross, we were only shown as things.

... What underlies it is, for one thing, a speculative suspicion of everything around us.

With all this power, the Cross seemed to have a sense of crisis in its own situation.

I get lost in a world like this and wonder how long I can live. That's an extremely obvious emotion.

And anxiety builds up. Not everyone is, but not everyone can relieve anxiety. It was an inexorable thing to look around driven by anxiety in such a way that everything seemed to be harmful to you.

The circumstances I had were different, but I myself have spent some time in this fort, vigilant surroundings. So I know, but that's a terrible spirit-cutting situation.

Still, I had Lily. There was a quit, and there was Asalina. While I was with them I was able to rest in peace.

But what if it doesn't exist like that?

I don't even want to think about it. In that case, the world would be exactly hell. If you find yourself in such a situation, even if you do, you may only retain your spirit by seeing others as things.

... Of course, I imagine this.

The cross may or may not have been of this nature from the beginning. To me, no, no one else can talk about a human being named Tatsuya Shigami.

Besides, even where there were some circumstances, the solitary act of the Ten Letters does not change the fact that there were a great many victims. Neither can his sins be forgiven. In this world, he has become too dangerous.

But I couldn't help but think of one thing when I looked at the current crossword.

"... maybe your power was something you shouldn't have"

Ten letters frowned suspiciously at my words, which were puffy and nil.

Immediately the expression was replaced by mockery.

"What now? For you, I'm sure it is."

"No. For you, too, ten characters. You may not know..."

For me, this power is packed with bonds and thoughts with my relatives.

But if it doesn't involve any thoughts, maybe it's just the cause of this misfortune. Even for the people around you...... a little bit, even for the person.

Because if you don't even have cheat abilities, the ten letters don't have to be demons. Even when the colony collapses. Because of their seriousness, even the immature boys couldn't possibly have been more prone to flow into short-circuited judgment.

What is it, this power?

Shouldn't we have gained a better understanding of this power?

... Whatever you say, it's too late.

"End of story, ten letters."

In my words, ten letters peeled my eyes.

"Heh... don't be ridiculous! Here, here, here! Will this me be over!

Fly angular bubbles and yell.

"I will survive alone. If you guys eat up the elephants, you can go back to that world! With this power I have, it should be possible. This is a force for it! Then that would mean that you guys were dropped together in this world to be eaten by me!?

I have no face as a 'brave man' to its appearance that only summons muscular reason for him.

"All you have to do is feed me!

A crossword ran out with a straight sword in his hand.

The aim was... to prove it, or me.

Red magic formations to be deployed. Fire magic on the third staircase. Make sure of it, and I will narrow my eyes.

The cross raid passes through the exact same muscle path as earlier. Anger had made his attack monotonous.

"Intercept, Lily"

Following my instructions, Lily, who was waiting, activated the magic.

Countless fireballs that explode and blades of turbulent wind. Crushed, mutilated, and magic offsets each other.

That's a sight we had earlier. But now there is an interception of an approaching cross.

"Gabella!"

"Shaaaaaaaa!"

A white spider strikes a cross without a blast of flames and wind blades. Some injuries and other out-of-the-box behaviors poked at the void of the crossword.

But still, it's the combat ability with the cheats that will handle it.

"Gu, out of the way, monster!

Steel roared and intercepted Gabella, who stormed through the flames.

but I heard a broken ear and one of the spider legs snapped.

The pushed-down gabella is out of balance and slammed to the floor. Still, her mouth, glimpsed between the shaky white hair, was smiling in the synagogue.

"Ugh......!? This, this..."

The scream of the cross that pushed him to death. The kick of Gabella's abandonment, unleashed without even reluctance to break into one leg, had taken a straight sword from a cross hand that was injured in the arm and lacked grip.

A straight sword of the cross descended into a space weakened by magical flames and winds - so Silan stepped forward.

The body of an elf girl is too brittle compared to a cross or gabella. A blade of flames and wind ravaging a certain range can be described as a gateway to her. Not to mention that she can't use magic right now, so she doesn't even have the skill to deal with it.

That's why her input had to be at this time.

The attack, carried out with a time difference from Gabella, captures the crossword perfectly. This is inevitable.

"Ha-ha-ha!

A sword of silane waved by a horizontal giraffe slashed off the arm of a cross that was turned to defense.

But that subtly blunts the speed of the sword. Almost there, the cutting tip passed three centimeters ahead of the throat of the ten letters.

"Ah!? Ahhhhh!?"

A crossword exclaims at the loss of one arm and severe pain, and Silan cuts his sword back just fine.

"It's over!

"Let me do it!

With anger, the legs of the cross jumped.

A shoe tip slipped into Silan's belly as he was about to release two machetes. It's supposed to be an attack that's only a rash, but the power of cheat-held turns it into a vicious blow.

Armor is pulled and Silan's abdomen is destroyed.

choked relieved, Silan broke his knee, and the spit blood transmitted his jaw and defiled the floor.

When I saw her like that, the crossword reached for a straight sword that was played and danced through the universe.

Silan, who became an Undead Monster, will not fall into inaction for this amount of damage. But I needed time to breathe until I moved on to my next move. In the meantime, the cross takes the sword and slashes her -

"... ah"

- The future was entangled by stretched spreads.

A cross hand trying to grab the sword scratches the universe in vain.

A cross eyed traced the tip of the spreading.

"Oh, before...... ugh!?

I ran parasitic crawl/Asalina and his eyes met. Until the end, his eyes did not see me as the same person.

"Not yet, Silan. - Huh!

I cried out before the crossword to summon something.

Silan, still squatting, lays his sword on his hips.

"Hey, hey, hey!

A blow to be unleashed, at the same time as getting up.

A slash running backwards deeply slashed and tore the body of the cross.