The Death Knight Became an Escort Knight for the Saintess

81. The Justice of Life, the Justice of Death

81.

When Celia opened her eyes, all she could see around her was still darkness. But she didn’t feel the musty, stuffy feeling she had seen before. Rather, I felt the exact opposite. Just like the sky mysteriously adorn itself when night comes, like the darkness that gently descends on everything…….

As she opened her eyes and tried to see the darkness – though it was a funny expression – Celia realized that the darkness was moving. He seemed to hear a rustle as the darkness moved. Ecilia tried to scream her scream, but she barely remembered that she was in the Lauren Jungle.

She had just woken up and was dizzy, but when she witnessed the absurd scene of darkness moving, she felt like her head was about to explode. She had just opened her eyes, trying to somehow correct her hazy mind, trying to see the situation more squarely.

The darkness slowly changed into familiar things such as the eyes, nose, and mouth. The rustling sound became a voice.

The darkness now clearly took on the form of Zerpied Lim Sedbaigal.

“Are you awake?”

It was night before I knew it. Ecilia blankly blinked her eyes. The reason she could tell that it was night was, paradoxically, because of the overgrown leaves that created darkness.

During the day, due to the intense southern sunlight, the leaves, dark and drooping like the shadows of the sun itself, became a shelter for more shy stars.

It was a strangely dreamy sight.

It was the same forest, but if the night of the sky drawn by the forest of Rephadam in the north retains the loftiness of the name of a star because the scattered lights are frozen in coldness, then the night in Lauren in the south looks like the sun in the daytime. As the overripe sky cooled down, the fire marks left behind remained as stars.

The starlight shimmering over the leaves is like a part of the sky that is still scorched by the sun and melting.

The saintess did not hate such dreams. Because that dream was proof that she was here. But she was dizzy enough that she blinked her eyes once. Then, Zerfied’s furrowed face came into view.

When her saintess did not answer her own words, the Death Knight asked again in a low voice. Zerfied began to worry about Ecilia, who had not responded even after waking up.

“Esilia?”

The Death Knight’s low voice echoed through the saintess’ body. The red and blue eyes of her saintess gradually grew in size.

Esilia finally found out. The fact that she was lying on the thigh of her Death Knight. But most importantly, she was very close to the Death Knight’s face.

“Hey…ぅ… ?”

“…… Ecilia?”

Zerpied’s whispering voice draws closer. Accordingly, the Death Knight’s face also gets closer……. As if I could reach you…….

Esilia felt dizzy. She is still in a dream herself. She still can’t get out of the fantasy that the tropical night brings…….

The saintess now thought that such a dream was a no-brainer. It felt like her heart would explode any longer. In the end, when Ecilia just woke up, she was able to do what she hadn’t tried the first time.

Esilia screamed.

“Hunyaaaaa-?!”

The effect was amazing.

Zerpied’s face immediately turned away. At the same time, Esilia jumped out of Zerfied’s arms.

The Death Knight, who was looking at her with her trembling eyes, her complete bewilderment, cautiously approached her again. It was a reaction I hadn’t normally seen from her saintess. She’s not, but she’s the one who collapsed from the heat once. She thought it would be a big deal if she got sick anywhere.

“…… Did you get sick somewhere?”

“No, no! Because it’s not! I’m fine, because I’m fine!!”

“…… Your face is red.”

He could see her face red even in the dark of the night. Eccilia heard her words and rubbed the palm of her hand over her own cheek. As if then you could wipe away the redness. Of course, nothing like that happened. Rather, looking at the saintess’s reddened face, Zer Pied tilted her head slightly.

“Are you really okay?”

“Because it’s really good!! Because nothing is wrong!! Yep! I mean!!”

It didn’t look like that at all, but the saintess herself insisted so strongly that it was so, but she couldn’t force herself to look into it. Above all, if she got closer, her saintess’ head nodded so fast that an afterimage of her would be cut off, so the Death Knight had no choice but to give up her desire to examine Esilia.

“Whoah… Whoa….”

The saintess of innocence, who managed to prevent her heart from exploding, calmed herself down by taking deep breaths. As she continued her deep breathing, Celia suddenly thought that she had made too much noise. She suddenly raised her head.

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What if Mr. Freight heard this? Frigate knew her name was Gemini. But she’s not Esily What is she? If she’d heard that, she might doubt herself.

“Pu-huh… Whoa….”

And her thoughts were completely lost when her gaze rested on the sleeping Freygit, snoring intently at her. She saw her elf sleeping with her body propped up on a thick branch, and for a moment the saintess mistook it for her frigate lying on her bed.

Celia slowly moved her head back to its original position, thinking that the vitality of the native Lauren was amazing. And the sight of her re-entered Zer Pied left her bewildered. It was just before her that she had been stubborn. She did, but talking to her without hesitation was too difficult for a saintess of innocence.

Moreover, the Death Knight’s attitude of following her request would have been appreciated if it were the same as usual, but now she was firmly occupying a part in making her awkwardness full. As she wondered what to say, Celia finally wiggled her fingers and lowered her head.

As she shifted her gaze to another place for a moment, she began to feel things she hadn’t sensed little by little. The sound of something crunching and moving, presumably a small animal, and the squeaking and stretching of nocturnal insects that have just woken up. Whitty- Ho! Whitty- Ho! The sound of an unknown bird singing with a cry.

Lauren’s jungle was more lively at night than during the day.

And there was always something there that was full of life.

-Passeuk!

A sudden sound came from behind her, and Esilia was startled and turned her body around. There was a small rodent with impressive large eyes and mottled markings all over her body. At the appearance of an animal that did not seem to be a threat to her, Escelia felt her tension melt away. At the same time, she wants the corners of her mouth to go up, and she can’t control herself.

“Jjiik?”

A spotted opossum that she had only seen in books was in front of her eyes. The spotted opossum slowly approached Celia, blinking its large eyes that took up half of her face. The opossum, which had come to a distance where it seemed like it could reach her hand if it came a little closer, looked at her innocent saint with a pink hand that was too small and began to wash her face.

Escelia felt a strain on her heart in a different way than when she saw Xerpie Ed. She was when she finally got impatient and involuntarily stretched out her hand.

-Quad Deuk!

A snake with horns sprouting from both sides of its head bit the opossum and snapped its neck. It was an instant for the opossum to die. After getting the first meal of the day, Ssanggaksa leisurely climbed up the roots and disappeared over the grass. When the twin horns disappeared and the high-pitched cry of an unknown bird hit her ears again, the saintess was able to breathe again.

His breathing, which had temporarily stopped, became steep. With a strange sensation, she ran her hand across her cheek once. It was a tear. She wiped away her tears once again. But she was meaningless. Because the tears continued to flow. Why am i crying The saintess did not know.

She was alive just a moment ago. She was a creature that came to life when touched. Not anymore. It is dead Because it was alive, it died.

It was a simple fact. Creepy enough. And the saintess was able to discover a more horrifying fact in it. She knows that she can be like that at any time. Ecilia looked blankly at Zerfied without realizing it. If it had not been for Zerpied, it would have been like that a long time ago.

She said that the journey she was taking with Zer Pi Ed wasn’t just entertainment. It was her struggle to survive.

‘Why did I forget that?’

In an instant, her memories of having a good time a few days ago while eating sweet tropical fruits on the boat with the Death Knight and the frigates came to her mind. That sweetness has now returned to bitterness many times over.

No matter how much you think, no matter how much you worry…….

‘…… It’s just an escape from reality.’

It was her guilt about herself. She felt complacent about leaving everything to Zer Pied. It was hard for her to bear that fact. It’s her struggle with herself, but she leaves everything to herself. You have to be a little vigilant. It was a word from the Death Knight that lifted her from her sinking.

“Esilia.”

The saintess of innocence was startled and looked at the Death Knight. Zerfied was staring at her quietly.

“Of course.”

“…… Yes?”

“To die.”

Esilia blinked slowly.

“Without death, there is no life. Without life, there is no death.

“What…… ?”

“The definition of life is death. The definition of death is life.”

In a paradoxical expression, Ecilia opened her mouth blankly. Zerfied calmly continued.

“What is life?”

The saintess of innocence, who had been blinking her eyes, barely opened her mouth. Her words flowed sparsely from her mouth.

“That’s right, I can’t die… ….”

Her saintess almost shut her mouth.

‘I don’t die.’ That was life. So what about death? ‘Not living.’ That is death. To not live, not to die. Could there be a more perfect expression of life and death than this?

There is no death without life. Because death is not living. There is no life without death. Because life is not dying. Things that depend on each other and end up in each other.

Life is defined by death. Death is defined by life.

Ecilia seemed to be losing her mind. She barely fixed her gaze on the Death Knight. Death Knight’s quiet gaze met her.

“You don’t have to be too afraid of the obvious. Doing your best in the current situation is natural, so there is no need to feel bad about it. Didn’t tell you before When you are alive, do the things that are natural for you to be alive.”

The saintess recalled the first time she met the Death Knight. These were the words she heard as she came down from Mount Ethel Bayer. She was a saint, but it was hard to know what to say. She was a saint, but she could do nothing but look straight at the Death Knight with all her might. The Death Knight stared at the saintess quietly.

Whitty- Ho. Whitty- Ho.

The night fell deep, with the cry of a nameless bird.