episode_0090

It was something that was originally not meant to be understood.

That the power of chaos extends from him, or that only Hornrake can safely exist in the system because of it.

Still, Agnes understood what he said.

No, it would be correct to say that I accepted it instinctively rather than understanding it.

If there is an inexplicable feeling inside, such as ‘I just knew it’, can it be explained?

“How do I get rid of it?”

Agnes asked.

I was wondering if Hornrake knew anything about this power.

[Well, I’m good too… .]

Unfortunately, the spirit did not know.

Agnes’s brows narrowed.

She understood that the power came from me, but why it existed in me was something she also did not know.

However, there was one thing that was certain.

Agnes stood up and headed out of the bedroom.

[Lord, master! If you go out… .]

“Just follow me.”

Agnes’ expression was frozen.

There was only one thought that came to mind.

The sun has already set.

There is no way the Deltan would break a promise he made to himself, so he must be struggling to get to the count’s residence somewhere on the islands.

Without even the magic that made him great.

‘no.’

When I remembered that fact, my stomach began to flutter in a way that surprised me.

I started to feel guilty about sitting still.

Thump, thump.

My heart starts pounding due to anxiety.

Immediately after leaving the mansion, Agnes took a deep breath.

“… How did you get out?”

The entrance to the mansion was a mess.

A pobbler and a swallow were lying down somewhere in the yard, and so many people who appeared to have been tempted were spread out near them that it was difficult to count them at a glance.

Gerhart was the only one standing, but he wasn’t okay either.

“The body… .”

“It’s nothing special. Umm… It’s been a while since I moved, so I’m tired.”

He was holding a long sword.

The body of the sword, which was originally silver, was stained with blood.

There were stab wounds all over his body, his right thigh was hit by a crossbow, and his left arm was badly burned.

What seemed bigger than anything else were the four swords stuck in its back.

Standing still is a miracle.

Previously, he was listed as one of the Hounds of Hebron, but now all his abilities have disappeared.

In other words, it makes no common sense for an old person to endure such wounds.

However, that surprise was short-lived.

“Princess, back to the mansion… .”

Gerhart, who was saying that, fell down.

Agnes approached and looked at Gerhart.

‘… ‘I fainted.’

I felt like I had lost my mind.

[Lord, master! Let’s go back in like this old man said.]

Horn Lake is upset.

However, Agnes did not listen.

The gaze was directed to the outside of the system where screams and heavy drinking could be heard, and the body followed suit and stood up.

Horn Lake blocked her path.

[Oh, no! It really doesn’t work!]

It’s pathetic to see him spreading his arms as if he’s trying to block them somehow.

[Wow, how dangerous it is outside! Do you know what happened while the master was asleep?]

“How was it?”

[Yes, a lot of people died! It’s in the hands of the same person as you! But what if the owner leaves! You will die unconditionally!]

“Why me.”

Hornlake’s face became blank at Agnes’ answer.

It was as if he couldn’t believe his ears.

One, Agnes was sincere.

“You are there.”

[…] yes?]

“Because you are there. I’m fine.”

I didn’t mean to go out without thinking.

Agnes was a person who knew how to use the weapons she had, and in a situation where all her abilities were lost, she knew that Hornrake would become a more powerful weapon than anything she had.

“Spiritual magic. Let me know.”

Even though the price is not light.

*

Hornrake felt like he was going to explode and die.

[Oh, no. that… .]

You are using your life as collateral.

The words got stuck in my throat and didn’t come out.

However, Agnes seemed to understand without having to say anything.

So, she was saying that she would go out even if it meant risking it.

Tousled blonde hair, sunken spring flower-colored eyes, and upright posture.

As far as Hornlake knew, these were things Agnes sometimes saw when she was stubborn.

And the Agnes that Hornlake knew was a person who rarely gave up on her own stubbornness.

A tearful look appeared on Hornrake’s face.

Words to stop Agnes came to mind, but none of them gave a clear answer.

“Deltain is dangerous.”

This was because there was nothing to refute her words.

It was like that.

What made the Deltan Hebron great was the ocean-like magic he possessed, and now that it is gone, if he were in the islands… .

‘… Dangerous.’

He is just one of those people you see along the way.

Perhaps he may be in the same situation as Gerhart, who collapsed during the confusion.

“Teach me quickly. Elemental magic.”

Agnes’ voice added urgency.

Horn Lake suddenly began to hate the Deltans.

‘Why did you have an accident… !’

It was a resentment that came to mind even though I knew it wasn’t his fault.

Certainly, what he planned was as perfect as could be imagined.

Deliberately giving demons a chance to invade and then tracking them back and hunting them down is a challenge worth attempting considering the safety measures installed throughout the system.

The problem was Agnes herself.

Isn’t that right? Who would have known that she possessed the power of chaos?

know.

I know, but… .

“Horn Lake.”

[…] No, I can’t.]

Hornrake said while crying.

The answer that came out was in the form of severely discouraging Agnes’ choice.

Now, it didn’t matter to her what the scent of Demon Flower was or what her pride was in submission.

Even if we leave that aside, Agnes’ lifespan has already become a more important factor than anything else to Hornrake.

It is an unavoidable habit of spirits.

It is the habit of a cursed species that lives for nearly eternity, only has one love, and has to miss that fleeting moment forever.

‘… no.’

That’s why I didn’t want to lose Agnes.

The moment of happiness we had together was so sweet that I wanted to continue it for at least one more day.

Hornlake had no confidence in enduring the terrible life that followed her disappearance.

It was her fault for spitting out words of rejection like this.

It was her fault for being the owner of the snowy mountain for such a long time and stealing the hearts that were not taken away even though she made contracts with countless people, and it was her fault for never accepting love from those subjects.

‘therefore… .’

I wish you would stop giving up.

“Really? Then I will have to die. I’m going to leave like this so you’re watching me die.”

The seeds didn’t even work.

I feel hopeless.

In the end, the only thing that matters to Agnes is Hebron, the Delta.

The reality is that it will hurt me.

Agnes takes a step.

Horn Lake came to a shaky halt at that moment.

What is being drawn is her future.

I could see so clearly what would happen to her, her weak body without any help, that reason began to fade away.

In the end, Horn Lake ended up making a choice he regretted.

[Now, wait! I’ll do it! Because I will… !]

Come again.

The spirit was a species that had love only once in its life and did not know how to erase that love.

*

Agnes went out into the street.

“She’s a princess!”

He looked at the monsters who found him and shouted.

There was no reason in those eyes, and they were filled with only shining desire.

Murderous intent, lust, greed.

The various emotions in their eyes showed what their intentions were.

Agnes stretched her hand forward.

‘Change the scene you draw into reality.’

It was the basis of elemental magic.

If you picture a scene in your head, Horn Lake will turn it into reality as much as you can.

‘What can be done.’

A miracle granted by the remaining three months of life.

So so so so so-

When we draw an ice crystal, it becomes materialized.

As I forge the crystals sprouting from my back into a long, sharp shape and shape it into a spear, a cold light emerges.

‘Shoot out.’

Boom!

The ice spear was shot out with a dull noise, and it hit the monsters’ bodies and froze them.

At that moment, Agnes felt something strange.

Whoa!

My heart felt tight, as if someone was squeezing it.

“Sigh… !”

My body was shaking.

For an instant, I felt like my thoughts were being cut off, and I instinctively felt that death was approaching.

[master!]

“… It’s okay.”

Agnes gritted her teeth and raised her head.

I started walking again.

This is because there is something more frightening than life expectancy.

This is because scenes that I did not want to recall never left my mind.

-Agnes.

The thought that the Deltans would become distant, like someone someday, never went away.

It felt like my heart would stop before my life ran out.

So the steps I took were desperate.

It was slow, but it didn’t stop.

I am filled with resentment as to why this damned body doesn’t move like my heart, but when I try to stop there, I feel like it’s a waste of time and end up walking again and again.

“Here!”

Monsters appeared, and once again Agnes burned her life.

Damn it!

It emits cold air in all directions and freezes those approaching.

‘please… .’

No.

No.

I repeat this to myself as I head from the Count’s residence towards the castle walls.

While I was wondering if this direction was right, I took another step.

My mind becomes more and more dizzy.

I continue to use my imagination to create coldness in all kinds of shapes, but I start to feel short of breath to the point where I feel like even that task is too much.

My body was gradually reaching its limits.

Organs that originally did not function properly began to refuse control.

‘in action.’

I pushed myself and walked, and walked again.

Then I collapsed.

dump!

[Stop it now… .]

I get up, ignoring the crying voice.

I don’t know where it’s coming from, but it freezes the monsters that are targeting me again.

“Ahhhh!”

They stuck the soles of their feet to the ground and froze them in a sword-wielding posture, and the crowds of people erected an ice wall in front of the path.

My sense of time became blurry in the evening.

I didn’t even think about how long I had to walk to get here.

It was a reckless thing to do, but it was something I had no choice but to do, so I kept taking steps.

“Kill me!”

A sound was heard.

Not towards you, but at a small square located one more alley.

Chaaeaeang!

With a sharp noise.

“Ahhhh!”

The screams of the person who had just been crying out for death were heard.

After that, the sound of swords clashing was heard again.

Agnes headed towards the spot as if fascinated.

Right after I woke up, my strangely sharply abandoned intuition was telling me to head there.

Because it said that there is exactly what you are looking for.

That’s how I headed.

found.

Phew!

A man and a Deltan stumble and fall backwards with their swords stuck in each other’s stomachs.