episode_0064
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weird.
No, the moment a strange light flashed, blood welled up from somewhere and covered Tyrone’s eyes, and pain he had never felt before began to run through his body.
When you forget to scream in a sudden situation and wait blankly for the blood to stop flowing.
Kasumi pushed Tyrone with incredible strength, which was unbelievable for a level in the early teens, and started running toward a place where there were no demons.
Tyrone, who was lying on the floor from the shock of being pushed, saw an ugly sky polluted with demons.
“The weather sucks… .”
This is a weather where devils pour down like rain.
It’s the worst day of my life.
On days like this, the best thing to do is to massage and suck breasts that are too big to fit in your hands without getting out of bed.
Yes, for example, like I did with this right hand earlier――.
Like… .
Tyrone raised his right hand and chuckled at the smooth cross section, as if nothing had ever been there to begin with.
does not exist.
I don’t have a right hand that has been with me my whole life.
When Tyrone realized this for the first time, he started screaming desperately like a child who had lost his parents.
“Aaaah!!!!”
Perhaps in response to his anger and sadness, blood spurted out from the cut section once again.
Afterwards, a vivid pain that seemed to prove that this was not a dream began to travel up my right arm and throughout my body, but now was not the time to let pain stop me.
Tyrone pledged through gritted teeth to stop the bleeding by inserting the severed wrist into his left side.
‘I’ll kill you!!’
Now, I don’t care about that bitch’s body.
How dare you use your right hand, which is the life of a prosecutor, and even use a meat toilet that is several times inferior in quality!!
For the prosecutor, losing the right hand does not simply mean a physical defect.
Just as fingers are the most precious treasure to a pianist and the tongue is to a sommelier.
For the prosecutor, losing his right hand meant losing everything he had built up.
It doesn’t mean you can’t swing a sword with your left hand.
However, even if you take the time to tame the sword again, you will not be able to gain the same skills as before.
It’s not that there isn’t a way to repair my right hand, but it’s out of reach right now.
A priest of level 60 or higher would be able to at least restore a damaged body to its original state.
But that’s only when you have connections to the religious world.
Although the power of the temple forces is not as strong as it once was, they are not so poor that they accept money from criminals.
Moreover, if a priest is capable of restoring a damaged body to its original state, a suitable bodyguard will be by his side.
Breaking through all of them and threatening a priest over level 60 to fix his hand was impossible even if his hand was intact.
“Fuck!! Fuck!!! Sivaaal!!!”
This is the worst situation.
There is nothing left to lose.
Tyrone’s career as a prosecutor ended today.
But I can’t lay down my sword just yet.
Tyrone, holding the sword with his left hand, started running in the direction Kasumi had just gone.
Tyrone looked like a devil from a fairy tale, with blood vessels all over his body standing out and threatening to burst, as if he was claiming to be angry.
The gremlins who were watching all this from the sky, not at all frightened by the appearance of a more devilish figure than the devils scattered around them, rushed at him all at once.
Even though his right hand was cut off, how big of a sacrifice would a warrior over level 40 make?
Since the warlocks couldn’t have known this, they immediately changed their target and aimed at Tyrone.
Gremlins attacked him from all sides, but even though he had lost his right hand, Tyrone’s body was still immersed in the realm of the outside world.
Dozens of gremlins lost their heads and fell helplessly to the ground as the sword was swung with the left hand.
The devil and devil worshipers who had caused this situation were Tyrone’s greatest enemies, but that was okay now.
The only thing on Tyrone’s mind right now was catching and killing Kasumi.
The devil’s army, whether aware of such thoughts or not, attacked Tyrone, who lost his right hand, but the same thing happened again.
Before he knew it, Tyrone’s body and his surroundings were covered in the blood of the devil, and he turned into such a pitiful figure that a weak person would have screamed involuntarily.
When he was moving forward chasing after Kasumi, his body covered in blood.
-thud!!!
As if there had been a small earthquake, a large vibration was transmitted through the soles of his feet and into Tyrone’s body.
Tyrone, who had regained some sense of reason, raised his head and looked at the owner of the vibration.
A huge head that looks like a dragon’s head cut and pasted together, and sharp teeth whose purpose is not difficult to imagine.
Unlike the two huge, strangely developed legs, the two cute arms gave off a strange sense of discomfort.
‘… ‘What is that?’
Not only Tyrone but also everyone, including the devil, were momentarily speechless at the majesty and stared blankly at the ancient defeater who suddenly appeared.
As an intimidating atmosphere was created, Felt stuck his head out and looked down at Tyrone and said.
“What, you’re black?”
“… What?”
“Is it used since it doesn’t have a right hand?”
*****
To be honest, I wasn’t expecting Kasumi to show me anything.
With the vague hope that I might be able to find a rare item at a second-hand store, I wandered around the academy looking for Kasumi.
And although it wasn’t Kasumi herself, when I witnessed a scene that clearly involved her, I felt a sense of satisfaction fill my heart for the first time in a long time.
It’s a new event.
It is a sight that was not seen even in the original work, let alone in the previous episode.
Tyrone, who held the sword with his left hand rather than his usual right hand, had such a miserable appearance that even Kasumi could inadvertently sympathize with him.
His right hand was cut cleanly, probably by a magic sword, but no blood came out, perhaps because he had concentrated mana on his right hand to stop the bleeding.
With his hideous appearance, as if he was covered in a bucket of devil’s blood, I was able to imagine just a little bit what had happened.
But I wanted to hear from his own mouth what exactly happened, so I asked him.
“Tell me in detail what happened. Was that right hand cut by a magic sword?”
“You, you bastard… . What bullshit――.”
Tyrone’s words suddenly stop.
It didn’t take long for his face, which looked as if he had been hit in the back of the head while speaking, to be colored with shock.
Why are you making that face?
Is there something behind me?
I looked behind me just in case, but all I saw behind me were the corpses of the gremlins polluting the campus.
Above, there were a few gremlins frozen, overwhelmed by the T-Rex, but there was nothing special about them.
“Hey, why is that suddenly――.”
“So it was you?”
“Huh?”
Tyrone looked at me with trembling eyes and raised his only hand and pointed at me.
The way he pointed his index finger at a person was like a detective who had solved all the mysteries and was pointing out the culprit, but for a detective, he was shaking too much.
It seems more like a scene where the victim, rather than the detective, is surprised and says, ‘It was you!!’ just before being killed by the criminal.
“What do you mean it was you?”
“Don’t act like a fool!! You… !! Didn’t you invite the devils!!!”
“… … ?”
What do you really mean?
Without even having time to voice such questions, Tyrone began to tire of his reasoning like a detective who has solved all mysteries.
“It was strange from the beginning. Because suddenly one day, the attitude changed as if the person had changed. It had already been replaced at that time.”
“Change?”
“Yes!! I don’t know if you took over your body or changed your face and infiltrated me, but from then on, you felt like you were turned upside down!!!”
“What kind of thing is that――.”
I couldn’t say it was bullshit.
It is true that things have actually changed, and it is also true that attitudes have changed since then.
After remaining silent, Tyrone, perhaps thinking this was an affirmation, continued speaking out of breath.
“You infiltrated this academy and investigated who to exclude before attacking… ! As a result, what I found out was that the dean and I had to be excluded… !!”
It wasn’t that there wasn’t something to tackle, but I was curious about what he was going to say next, so I left it alone for now.
Tyrone raised his eyebrows as to how he accepted this.
“It seems like it’s the perfect answer! I don’t know how, but after you figured out a way to exclude the Dean, the next person you targeted was me!!”
“… … .”
“You handed over the magic sword in advance because you knew that if something like this happened, I would be looking for that bitch!! That fucking bitch who had a grudge against me cut off my hand with a magic sword when I was off guard!!!”
“I said something… .”
Is it just paranoia?
I was a little cringe because there were some points that didn’t fit, but when I looked at it in detail, there were so many loopholes that it was funny to point them out one by one.
“… Well, I heard everything I wanted to hear. Will I stop dying now?”
“이, 이 개새끼!!! If only my hands were fine, at least one of you!!”
“I don’t think that will happen. But if you really think so… ..”
When a recovery spell was cast on the severed right hand, new flesh and bones sprouted in an instant and the severed hand began to return to its original state.
You won’t hear any excuses later, but it’s a little annoying to think that you lost because you only have one arm.
“So, the hand… ?”
Tyrone began squeezing and opening his newly sprouted hand, looking at me and his new hand in turn.
“What on earth are you…? ?!”
“If this happens, it won’t be unfair anymore, right? So can we start now?”
The T-Rex seemed to be unable to bear it any longer, as his trembling in front of his prey spread down his arms and into his body.
It’s not like a puppy with a snack in front of it, but its mouth is covered in saliva.
As I waited for Tyrone’s answer, Tyrone, holding the sword with his right hand, spoke confidently.
“… I don’t know what happened, but you die here today.”
“It’s a used slave. I’m dreaming a fleeting and vain dream. Your dream is more vain than Lincoln’s Emancipation Proclamation… .”
“Shut up!!!”
Tyrone jumped up with all his might, grasped the sword with both hands, and struck down the T. rex’s head.
I guess the plan was to pierce the T-Rex’s skull like this and then cut me… .
“What kind of leather… ?!”
His sword couldn’t even pierce the T-Rex’s skull, let alone cut through its skin, and instead only made the T-Rex angry.
A distant, ancient era.
Would the skin of a T-Rex, which could block the horns of its archenemy Triceratops and the sharp teeth of Spinosaurus, really not be able to block the sword of a black slave?
The T-Rex immediately raised its head and shook Tyrone off, then bit Tyrone’s leg.
“Kwaaaa!! My legs!!!”
Considering the strength of the T-Rex’s teeth, it would not have been surprising if the leg was torn off like this, but Tyrone’s leg was still attached to his knee.
It’s not that I couldn’t quit.
He didn’t stop working.
To enjoy this moment just a little longer.
The T-Rex that bit Tyrone’s leg did not let go of its prey, and instead grabbed Tyrone’s leg and turned its head left and right, as if it was beating from side to side.
The sight of him biting his leg and turning his head wildly without letting go was like a puppy that got a toy.
It seemed as if he was saying, ‘Even black people can get involved, right?’
Every time Tyrone’s captured body was thrown to the ground, it kicked up dust and blood splattered around the area.
Meanwhile, not a single scream came out of Tyrone’s mouth.
There would be no time to scream.
Eventually, when the T-Rex finished playing… .
“… Wow.”
Tyrone became ㅌ/ㅏ/ㅇ/ㅣ/ㄹ/ㅗ/ㄴ and turned into a miserable state that could not be tolerated.
I’m so glad Sarah, who was waiting near the teacher, didn’t see this.
If I had seen it, all the cake I had eaten earlier would have popped out.
“Hey, you can take this! There isn’t much left to take… .”
With those last words to the gremlin, I quickly left.
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