episode_0146

＂Duke {Sentry}.. Martina.＂

Strong.. Strong..

My head feels like it’s going to be crushed by a familiar, yet not unfamiliar, sound.

Nevertheless, Asian sister could barely hold her breath and slowly unraveled the entire situation so far.

As if he was completing his final mission.

The reason why this crazy war started… It makes my head ache even more knowing that the {Sentry} who saved me when I was kidnapped was a duke.

＇If it’s {Extria}… it’s definitely the fruit.’

When I was kidnapped by Janes, I accidentally found a huge fruit in a cave somewhere in the Diggle Forest and was able to eat it.

I am once again surprised by the fact that it is worth enough to start a war in one country.

‘Maybe… it’s a trace of another {piece}.’

Come on…

I firmly hold on to my Asian sister’s cold right hand.

＂My little brother.. never.＂

Asia’s condition worsened as she continued talking for a long time.

I tried to give my sister the last remaining {recovery potion} of my father’s.

Like… like… like…

He shakes his trembling head vaguely and looks at me with sadder eyes.

“You should never go looking for your mother.”

“That’s her purpose.”

Grumbling..

Something of the black magic that had spread throughout the amputated left arm began to slowly eat away at my sister’s entire body.

The more I did so, the more I felt that Asia’s magical power was weakening through my {monster-like sense}.

‘This can’t go on..’

I put my hand on my sister’s torn left arm and wrapped my arms around it, trying to stop the mysterious symptoms that were getting worse.

“Sister, come to your senses!!”

“You can never sleep.”

My heart becomes anxious as I see my sister’s blue eyes gradually losing their vitality.

＇If I make up for the lack of magical power…＇

The moment you place your hand on something stained so black.

An inexplicable feeling of anger that I must have felt somewhere began to well up like crazy.

Purposeless longing.

The sticky texture of magic, as if looking into my abyss.

‘calm down..’

First, get your emotions together.

I regain my senses and check my sister’s condition first.

“haha..”

I can hear my sister’s breathing becoming increasingly heavy.

“My little brother.”

My sister’s weak hands slowly come up and gently caress my face.

Sigh..

I hold on to my sister’s right hand and the tears I’ve been holding back fill my eyes.

＂To my sister..＂

＂Lastly… would you like to say hello to dinner?

The blue moonlight shining through the window separates us.

“Sister..”

The blood trailing from the corner of her mouth went down her neck and began to wet her cold armor.

My sister’s blue eyes, which had lost their vitality, were staring only at me even at the moment when they were losing strength.

He never gave up his smile until the end, as if hinting at his end.

“Really… is that okay?”

Maybe I was feeling it too?

That this moment is the last with my sister?

In response to my answer, Asian sister nodded slowly.

I brought my trembling lips to her cheek.

cold..

When I was young… my reliable, wonderful, one and only older sister who always stayed by my side until I fell asleep.

The evening greeting I had been saying to my sister since before I remembered my past life… became my last greeting.

dump..

My sister didn’t move anymore.

Excited.. Excited..

I wasn’t breathing, nor was I exhaling.

He was sleeping peacefully with a happy smile on his face.

A flood of mental pain that cannot be described in words comes flooding back.

＂Aaaah!!!＂

It roars like crazy at me, who is powerless and unable to do anything.

I wanted to make more memories with my sister.

As I have become stronger, I have been thinking about my future with my sister.

The feeling of my heart being crushed by the fact that I had to lose my Asian sister so vainly… clearly spreads through my whole body.

As I held onto my sister’s cold hand, shedding endless tears…

Something of the black magic spreading throughout her body began to completely eat away at her body.

Support…

An ominous sound heard at that moment.

My sister’s body slowly began to disintegrate.

Damn it!!

Even the one remaining arm.

Paz that is!!

Those blue eyes that looked at me.

Passs…

One by one, they turned to dust and disappeared forlornly.

I tried to gather the scattered traces of my sister, but…

It has disappeared so vainly that the very act of blocking it is meaningless.

I, who held on to my sister’s hand until the end, had to watch her terrible end with my own eyes.

With the last crumbling touch of my hand, my sister’s traces completely disappeared.

My vision is blurring due to the tears flowing down my face.

I don’t have the confidence to face the reality that makes me feel sick.

Just close your eyes.

I imagine my sister is here.

A hug from my older sister who gave me a cute hug after returning from hard training.

The strength of my older sister, who seemed like she would follow in my mother’s footsteps and show the vibrant side of {Dirrin Village}.

I dreamed of that kind of future and wanted to be by my sister’s side.

Was it excessive greed?

Did I want something that big?

I open my eyes, which I don’t want to open, and face this hellish reality.

I thought that was the best I could do for my sister.

The heterogeneous form of an opaque black chain left behind in the place of an Asian woman who disappeared into dust.

I immediately recognized that this was the culprit that led to my sister’s death, so I suppressed the overwhelming feeling of anger as much as I could.

Crunch!!

We must move forward rationally.

You shouldn’t be emotional, even just for this moment. It is not too late to shed tears even after everything is over.

This eerie magical energy felt through {monomistic senses}.

It certainly had a similar feeling to {Sculpture of Sloth}, but the texture itself was clearly different.

Rattling..

I pick it up carefully.

It began to absorb all the magical power that was left in my body, like squeezing water out of a dry rag. The pain was so terrible that it could not even be compared to the {magic depletion} symptom.

{{ [Shackles of Forgotten Greed] may permanently absorb magical power.}}

Kwasik…

That moment.

The white part of my right eye began to turn black momentarily.

Dahein’s pupils, which had been blue until a moment ago, gradually turned red, and at the same time, huge cracks appeared around the eyes, as if the glass had cracked, just like when {Berber Fire} was cast.

It’s a terrible feeling that I’m sure I’ve felt somewhere before.

A disgusting feeling of anger clearly arises in this terrifying pain.

Memories I had forgotten…

no.

Memories that I desperately wanted to forget slowly come back to me, along with a dizzying headache.

I calm down for a moment and accept the eerie sensation of being connected to each other through my right eye.

Because I thought there must be a reason why it all started…

‘I’m starting to see something.’

A desolate space enveloped in silence under the cover of darkness.

At the center of it all was my mother, whom I had longed to see so desperately, her entire body bound by black shackles and bleeding profusely.

Did someone connected to me also sense my presence?

Someone slowly approaches my mother and looks at my mother’s face more intently, as if trying to feel my emotions.

Thing!!

＇Martina..＇

I forgot…

No, a memory I wanted to forget came to mind.

How could I forget her existence?

I finally realized where my desire for strength came from.

As all the memories of what Martina did to me came to mind one by one… I began to break into a cold sweat due to the disgusting feeling of fear.

Did she even feel this way about me?

Martina approaches the full-length mirror right next to her so they can stare at each other.

Leisurely steps.

An expressionless expression full of emptiness, as if he still couldn’t feel anything.

And the moment I saw something she was trying to convey to me through the shape of her mouth… the [Shackles of Forgotten Greed] I was holding turned into dust and disappeared.

At the same time, the connection with her was lost.

I am confused and have no idea how to overcome this confusing situation.

Extreme anger towards Martina??

The devastating sadness of losing Asia’s sister??

Worried about the life or death of the captured mother??

The indescribable mental pain caused enormous headaches.

I had to get rid of this feeling somehow.

Should I scream and run like crazy until I faint?

Should I just kill everyone here?

Even though I have these crazy thoughts…

For some reason, I was able to quickly keep my composure.

I stop thinking… I take the armor and sword my sister was wearing, and quietly leave the infirmary.

There were no more tears.

I thought that kind of thing was allowed to those who could afford it.

Only anger and hatred…

Barely suppressing my life-filled heart, I asked if I could find a carriage that could take me to {Dirlin Village}.

When they saw the expression on Dahyun’s face as she spoke while holding Asia’s belongings in her hands, the doctors, who had been unable to say anything, guided her to the carriage that had been prepared in advance.

I had the opportunity to talk to him several times along the way, but…

The doctors also had no choice but to remain silent and watch him leave.

As I boarded the carriage, I held my older sister Asia’s belongings in my arms…

I close my tired, tired eyes and fall asleep to escape this nightmarish reality.

***

At that time, Belze began to suffer quite a bit from the reaction of the mark on his back and shoulder.

Insane hunger and thirst.

The symptoms sometimes cut her off.

At the time, it seemed to have ended to some extent with the stopping of the village wolf beasts, but Belze himself could feel that the frequency was increasing significantly these days.

Pyo-sik’s reaction came today as usual.

The sign whispers to Belze.

I need to find the magic stone and eat it.

The magic stone that his mother, Belzab, had.