episode_0064
by fnovelpiaJinjo is at the city hall in Bluegate. Since this is Nine’s information, it is probably not false.
It’s an oft-used cliché that an evil character is hiding in the city center. It wouldn’t be that strange to say that a truly evil character is at City Hall.
‘Infiltration is also my specialty.’
I am the one who infiltrated the Demon King’s Castle on my own right after being abandoned by the heroines. The port city hall was nothing.
Others may have thought they had a thorough security posture, but to me, I could clearly see the gaps. Plus, the former warrior’s stealth skills.
Bluegate City Hall was virtually empty.
‘I can feel it.’
As I squeezed through the barrier that Jinjo seemed to have opened, I began to feel his presence. I was able to find out the location right away.
─Who are you?
I stood in front of Jinjo’s door. Jinjo spoke to me. I didn’t even open the door and went in, but he acted like he knew.
─ Have you come to kill me? If so, come in.
Jinjo himself opened the door. I entered the room and encountered Jinjo’s condition.
“… This is ridiculous.”
It’s not unusual. Jinjo was sitting in a chair looking strange, even if he had died at any time.
If it weren’t for the racial characteristics, it would have died a long time ago. The condition was that serious.
“You came with a bunch of sacred spells. There’s no need for that.”
Jinjo looked at my strength and smiled wryly. It seemed funny that he had come fully prepared to catch himself when he was almost dying.
“Did you know I was coming?”
“No, I didn’t know. I only found out after you secretly broke into my barrier. I wasn’t interested until then.”
Cough-.
Jinjo vomited blood. He, who controlled blood with his power, could not even collect his own blood.
The things I had received from Nine have become meaningless.
“It’s a familiar face.”
Jinjo looks at my face intently. Then he lowered his head.
“Warrior.”
Many of Jinjo’s subordinates were also cut down.
I didn’t know his face, but he probably knew mine. I will receive a report from my subordinate.
In fact, it made no sense for the monster to not know the hero’s face.
You never know when someone might come after you, so you need to be aware of the hero’s level of obsession.
“Isn’t the Demon King dead?”
“I killed it.”
It is actually a seal. The seal will be lifted approximately 16 years later. It was the testimony of Unit 1.
“Haven’t you completed your mission as a warrior? Why are you restarting your activities now?”
“… It’s not like that.”
I did not come out with a grand wish, such as to destroy evil. An extremely personal matter.
He came all the way here because he needed the blood of the true ancestor.
I didn’t want to tell Jinjo how I planned to use it. Since it was closely related to my personal finances, I kept my mouth shut.
I just quietly raised my sword.
“Well, the hero kills the demon king, and the demon king kills the hero. You can see it as fate.”
Jinjo giggled and laughed. Do you plan to laugh as much as you want before you die?
“But I defied fate.”
“What are you talking about?”
“Alaysia. Could it be that you forgot? What is the name of your fellow saint?”
I immediately understood what Jinjo was trying to say. This is because his expression was similar to that of the homeless people he had seen in front of Alaysia’s house.
“Tsk tsk tsk tsk. Because of that desire, he ended up dying by your sword, but there is no Yeohan. The seeds I have sown will never disappear and will sprout in the gaps between humans.”
“Yes. I grew up very well.”
If you think about Unit 1’s mentality, Nine was a fairy. It can be said that she possesses a character close to that of a saint.
So I’m not saying he was nice.
It just means that it’s better than Olivia or Charlotte. In fact, if Nine is treated as a good person, other good people will feel unfair.
You’re lucky if you don’t foam at the mouth.
“… Is it okay?”
“Not at all.”
“Even if you violated a saint?”
Jinjo kept asking back. It seemed like he was trying to taunt me by insulting Alaysia.
What should I do because I feel sad?
“It’s really nothing.”
“Why… ?”
“Should I be angry about something?”
“5 years ago, I remember you feeling angry after losing your colleagues. Because of my mission as a warrior, I forced myself to control my emotions. But now I don’t feel any emotions. Your heart is so quiet. It doesn’t even cause ripples.”
“Hmm.”
Lingering feelings for Alaysia. If there had been that lingering regret, Jinjo’s provocation might have worked.
He must have accepted death with a cheerful smile.
‘I’m going to die anyway. ‘The idea of tormenting the other person until the end is like a devil’s way of thinking.’
But it didn’t work for me now. Because I had completely let go of my lingering feelings about Alessia.
What does it matter to me whether you fuck Alaysia or not? Do I need to waste my emotions over that?
Even if Aleycia carried your seed and gave birth to a child, is there any reason for me to be distressed?
“I’m sad, so what should I do?”
“, profit… !”
“I will use your blood well.”
That will strengthen my stamina. Unit 1, including Nine, will be impregnated.
I will make my babies be born to #1 heroines who look exactly like the heroines who abandoned me, so that they can pay for their mother’s sins.
He slit Jinjo’s throat with a sword. It was cut cleanly, impurities were removed, and blood was extracted.
Since it’s an ingredient I don’t know when I’ll be able to get it again, I made it my goal to get as much as possible.
When Jinjo died, the barrier was lifted. The mayor’s corpse, which was naturally hidden, revealed its existence.
The guards also came to their senses. It appears that perception-impeding magic was included in the barrier options.
I quickly left City Hall.
And then he went straight back to Alaysia’s house. A considerable amount of time has passed, so the conversation with Alaysia must have ended safely.
however.
“Dad, did you get Jinjo’s blood?”
“… … .”
Aleycia is dead. She was dead, hanging from the ceiling of an old house.
* * *
Dyke left. Alaysia stared at the woman who remained by her side.
She was able to guess Nine’s identity with her deep eyes, which is hard to imagine as a back alley prostitute.
“You grew up wonderfully.”
He looked exactly like himself. It looks so similar that you could say it was printed on a plate.
Even though Nine’s eyes were blood-red, having inherited the True Ancestor’s.
Nevertheless, Alaysia could tell. The divine energy emanating from Nain was very similar to that of herself as a saint.
It was strange not knowing.
“What happened?”
“Can you explain? It’s going to be a long story.”
Nine responds to Alaysia’s question. There was no emotion in Nine’s sharp words.
Even when looking at strangers, you won’t react this coldly.
However, if you see them meeting and say they are mother and daughter, who would believe them?
Alaysia smiled bitterly. Since she had regained her senses, she was able to understand Nine’s reaction.
“Are you in love with Dyke?”
“I like it.”
Nine answered firmly. The time she spent with Dyke couldn’t be explained simply by saying she liked him.
Alaysia, who saw Nine’s sincere eyes, sighed and nodded.
“Dike is a good man. Even if I was forced to take on a mission I didn’t want, I never gave up. I did anything to save people.”
“I betrayed that kind of man. My mother and her friends.”
“… It was fate that I had no choice but to do.”
Aleycia did not deny her guilt. He just smiled reassuringly, saying it was necessary.
“Still, I’m glad. Because I was able to find my mind like this. I don’t know why, but as soon as I saw Nine and Dyke, the hazy fog that had been lingering in my head cleared up.”
“… … .”
“Is it because of Nine?”
Nine nodded. He finished his sentence by simply nodding.
He said that the goddess who controlled the fate of the world resides in him and his friends as a trace. So, for a very brief moment, Alaysia was able to escape from her original fate.
There was no long explanation.
“Thank you.”
Alaysia said that and cast a sacred spell. He purified his body, which was covered in filth.
Although she was no longer a saint after being stripped of her status as a saint, her divine power was still at a level that could be considered sacred.
“Nine. I’m sorry, but can I ask you a favor?”
Aleycia took out a rope and hung it from the ceiling. Nine watched Alysia’s preparations blankly.
“Can you clean up after me after I die?”
“… … .”
Even if she met her daughter after returning, is it really right for a mother to tell her such words calmly?
“I’m sorry for asking you this without even doing anything for you.”
“… no. No.”
I tried to keep my voice calm and answered.
“Can you do it?”
“… … .”
Nine nodded. Aleycia smiled in satisfaction and hung herself.
This is the only way. There is a way for Dyke, Alaysia, and everyone else to not get hurt.
If Aleycia is alive, Dyke will suffer unconditionally. Aleycia, ruled by fate, is not satisfied with Dyke’s cock.
We must part ways here.
Knowing that, Aleycia chose to die as a saint. Nine allowed her to die.
It was Nine’s responsibility to explain things to Dyke.
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