episode_0288

Ji Jeon-ho (誌傳護).

The final boss of [Sileia’s Fighter Yoru], Gaijin’s Blood Spell. A cornered gaijin casts a spell on the player, and the player shares his health with the party members he recruited against his will.

…That was all, but Siron was not the only one who benefited from the removal of system restrictions.

no,

I really hoped so.

[Speaking of being a compatriot, I can’t believe you’re using my daughter as a bag of spare blood to protect yourself! I wonder if there is all that trash!]

Latera gritted her teeth and muttered. She didn’t say harsh words and didn’t have any animosity towards anyone other than the devil, but when she got this angry, it seemed like she confidently crossed the line even when Gaijin crossed it.

However, Shiron was rather grateful to Gaijin.

‘I can kill you more comfortably.’

It is killing a father in front of his daughters, and it is killing the person who came to rescue him in front of hundreds of hostages.

After all, isn’t Yoru just as important as Siriel? I was worried that the clarity would drop, but if it came out like this, there was no need to worry about falling behind.

Quaaaang! The holy sword struck Gaijin’s head.

Gaijin’s eyes widened at the sight of Salcho without any hesitation.

“Ha…”

Gaijin opened his mouth with a big leap. A smile appeared on his face, more joy than embarrassment.

“Ha! ha ha ha! Hahahaha!”

Gaijin did not stop laughing even as he received a barrage of slashes.

Every single strike of the sword was not imbued with murderous intent. Although I have encountered such brutal murderous intent several times, the title of Grand Elder is one in which it is difficult to face such blatant murderous intent.

Even the murderous intent I experienced last time was only the stubbornness of the old people I encountered at the Presbyterian Church. It wasn’t anything life-threatening.

“I faced an evil spirit.”

For the first time in a long time, Gaijin felt the heat getting hotter. A moderate pain came from the affected area that had been cut. The sword strike was struck with a dagger wrapped in a strong flag, and successive attacks swept across the length and breadth of the battlefield.

“No matter how much of an enemy he is, he is so heartless.”

Crack! The teeth of the dagger that touched the holy sword came out. I thought that the tooth would be broken by just clashing with each other, but no matter how much of the monster’s power and strength it contains, what Gaijin is holding is a black iron sword.

It is brave to be able to clash with a sword forged by a god.

“Do you have time to talk?”

Siron did not respond to useless questions. I deflected and parried the sword strike and increased my speed even more to dig into the gap. Kwasik! Gaijin’s side was crushed.

-Ahh!

A scream of writhing in pain reached my ears, but there was no hesitation in my hands. Siron pushed the blade deeper, and ahhh! Crack! I twisted my wrist as if I was going to cut out my entire ribs.

“You really plan to kill this body.”

Gaijin could not contain his surprise. My ribs were just split and my spleen was crushed. Siron definitely shot that man without hesitation.

Not only was he mortally wounded, but the attack was enough to cause death.

The reason Gaijin didn’t die is simply because the damage that should have gone to him is being distributed to Yoru.

Embarrassment and the simultaneous threat of death linger in Gaijin’s mind. Even if he continued to give away his flesh like this, even if Yoru continued to scream, Siron was not going to stop.

“Then kill me, or let me live?”

“…Hesitation clearly arose in your heart.”

Kwaaang!

Gaijin, who had stepped on the advance guard, leapt. The earth turned over and a storm swept everywhere.

“Didn’t you feel sorry for Yoru?”

Even if they are enemies, they have compassion and do not lose recognition. So, as soon as you realized it was blood magic, didn’t you take away the flame?

“Have you become senile due to old age?”

Shiron kicked the retreating gaijin. The storm-wrapped bridge is heavy. I continued to apply more force until I crashed into the end of the wall. Kwaaang! The gaijin was not only pinned against the wall, it also broke through.

“If you don’t kill me, I’ll end up dead, but you can only act with compassion if you have the luxury of space.”

Siron stopped caring about Yoru. The screams of Yoru, writhing in pain, continued to ring in his ears. Even though it seemed like quite a bit of time had passed, the blood magic continued.

‘Isn’t that a scam? Even though I’m not a demon, I feel like I have a few lives.’

To be honest, as Gaijin said, it’s not that he doesn’t have feelings of pity.

Siron also has a human heart and is compassionate. I knew how to sympathize with universal emotions, and I knew how to have compassion for a daughter who was abandoned by her father, no matter how much of an enemy she was.

but,

That’s it.

If Siron had been dominated by pity in the first place, he wouldn’t have come this far.

About 10 years ago, at Dawn Castle, Siron killed the thieves without hesitation.

There was no feeling of rejection. No matter how much they were thieves, they were still humans who knew how to scream.

But I couldn’t save him. If you don’t kill me, I’ll die, and if I can’t prove it, I’ll be thrown away without even having done anything.

Since I had no strength, I knew that the end of hesitation was death, so I had no choice but to kill my more personal feelings.

Wouldn’t it be like killing Yoru directly?

No matter how much blood magic was used, the target of the slash was Gaijin. The more sacrifices there are, the less direct damage is received. The shock he received must have been significant.

‘It is right to kill Gaijin here. 5:4 is spacious. ‘I’m not a third-rate gangster who doesn’t even know where Yoru came from.’

bang! The collapsed wall exploded. In a split second, Gaijin arrived right in front of me. Siron thrust the holy sword into his downward fist and kicked him in the shin. Crash! A terrible sound rang out without any hesitation.

It was only for a moment that I felt a burning pain.

Patter! Gaijin’s blade grazed his chest. The wound was not deep enough to expose the internal organs. But it was enough to drive me crazy.

The energy of the curse wriggles and eats away at the wound. The color of the blood leaking out is black. His face became pale in an instant, and the breath he exhaled gave off the aura of death.

But that was only for a moment. There was a burning smell. White smoke comes out of the cut. The throbbing energy of death has gone nowhere, and only clean skin is visible between the torn clothes.

Even if Gaijin shares his life with Yoru, that’s it.

‘…Are you human?’

It was an absurd regenerative power. If he recovers so well, who would dare to fight against the Holy Knights?

I had once witnessed the use of a sacred method, but it had never happened so quickly and without prior knowledge.

The words of a priest I once encountered.

He said it was necessary to pray and wait until God gave permission.

The priest made it a habit to say that God is not fair. The face that grumbled that he would only give me this came into my mind.

‘I am favored.’

*

Gaijin no longer rushed recklessly. I picked the wrong opponent. I was always the one who would win if I waited for the right time, but when an opponent who was worse than me came out, I started to break into a cold sweat.

What calls for cautious action is the action of the weak. Gaijin stretched out his sword. They measured the distance between themselves and their opponents and began a battle of numbers, mixing Heocho and Salcho.

This is the way of the weak and cowards.

Gaijin was not used to humiliating fights.

There was a time when he wasn’t ashamed of this kind of behavior, but back then, it was a time when both arms were properly attached.

Because it is one-armed, it is at a disadvantage in water fighting.

Because it is one-armed, it is not possible to add herbs and weeds at the same time.

Even if a slash is thrown, the force is weak and the delicacy is low, so it is difficult to inflict fatal wounds.

Therefore, the one-armed fighting method was chosen.

Throw away herbs and mix only herbs, ignore defense and stick to attack.

I was able to survive even if a knife entered my heart, and I was already used to enduring pain. The Gaijin did not know defeat, and their fascinated compatriots did not hesitate to share the pain…

Kagagak!

An incomplete slash was blocked. Fu bu bu buk! Because we wasted too much distance, there were a lot of gaps.

The unfamiliar and foolish actions opened dozens of holes in Gaijin’s chest.

“Your movements are worse than before?”

Cough! He had a dry cough and vomited blood. He tried to block the holy sword, but it was not enough, and even if he could not go back to square one, certain defeat was waiting for him.

“I was secretly looking forward to it since he is a great elder, but I don’t have the courage to learn anything.”

A deep sense of disappointment was directed at Gaijin. The bravery and fearlessness has gone, and all that remains is pettiness aimed at taking advantage of one’s own interests.

“You saw it wrong. I’ve worked to this extent, but I can’t believe I’m only concerned about one life…”

Siron became conscious of Yoru not even screaming anymore. I could see that he was barely panting, so he was still alive, but seeing him shake violently every time he swung the holy sword, it seemed like he was still in pain.

[Wouldn’t it be better to get treatment now?]

‘…And what if that bastard recovers too?’

Siron had no intention of approaching Yoru until he killed Gaijin. I just desperately hope that she doesn’t commit suicide while writhing in pain.

In fact, Yoru endured the pain by chewing on a piece of cloth. I tried to forget the pain by licking the medicine bottles lying around.

…Even though I did that, the pain of my raw flesh being torn apart did not go away. The burning pain throughout my body did not go away.

It would have been better if I fainted and lost my mind, but my unnecessarily strong body did not allow me to rest.

“Keuheuk…”

All Yoru could do was crouch down and shed bloody tears.