Chapter 358 – Sacrifice Remains
000
The scythe that pierced the body from the back and protruded from the chest, failed to maintain its shape and gradually disappeared as soon as the owner disappeared.
At the same time, when Cleon’s body his collapsed from his knees and collapsed to the ground as if he had lost his strength, he hurriedly took his body his.
Like the vampire who just disappeared, Illenui had red cracks in the swirling shadows cast over her face.
“…”
Silence falls between the two of her as Cleon looks at her wordlessly.
Only blood dripping from Cleon’s body made the sound of dripping as it fell to the ground.
It wasn’t that the vital part was attacked, but it was a penetrating wound and the bleeding wouldn’t stop.
“…You stupid, are you?”
And what came out was a clear female voice.
The next moment, Illenu moved his hand her and brought it to the shadow covering his face her-
Flaw!
And with a sound like glass breaking, the mask-like shadow shattered and scattered in the air.
Illenu’s face beneath her was a bit miserable to put into words.
A red-hot face, bloodshot eyes to match the red eyes.
Perhaps she had been crying under the mask all along, her eyes were swollen.
“…Illenu, you too.”
“Yes. I was awakened from the beginning. Of course, I am the original owner of this body. What do you think is the source of the memory that the goddess of death is trying to bury?”
Cleon, too, was doubting that she had her own self and memories of her even while fighting her-and fighting that vampire.
It was a suspicion that was only heartbreaking.
Because her actions her, such as cooperating with Cleon to defend against her enemy’s attack or kicking him in the shin, were actions that she would not do otherwise.
“More than that, after all, are you stupid?”
“I heard that before…”
Illenu calls Cleon a fool again.
The place she looks at is the wound pierced by the scythe that Cleon is covering with her hand.
“Even if you don’t become a shield, I can regenerate as much as I want in this world. As long as magic power is allowed. In short, it was a meaningless sacrifice.”
“I haven’t seen you in a while, but you’re still a bitch…”
She wasn’t wrong about what she said, though she couldn’t answer that part.
Even as her Cleon her, the thorny words she heard from her her, whom she had n’t met in many years, reminded her of her joint battle at that place that day once again.
A decisive battle with her father her, the vampire Alexios, whom she did not even know the name of.
The two people who shouted not to hold on to each other’s ankles were overwhelmed by the vampire’s power, which was stronger than expected.
At some point, as they came together, they worried about each other and shouted names and fought.
—For Cleon, the connection with her was once severed there.
But, the girl in front of her.
Illenu from another world continued that bond with herself from another world.
“… ─ Haa. Seriously, he has a sloppy face. Even if the world line is different, that part doesn’t change.”
“…”
Illenu looked at Cleon’s face of her, then reached out and grabbed his chin of her.
Then, slowly turning the angle of the face, observing the face-
“Yes. The Cleon of my world is a little more manly.”
“—Haha.”
After saying that, he put his hand down and placed his hand on the wound Cleon was covering.
Thinking that a red magic reaction had occurred, Cleon’s wound was covered with a translucent red film.
Thanks to this, the bleeding stopped, but the wound didn’t seem to be completely healed.
“You know that wounds in the soul don’t heal easily, right?”
“Of course. …Thank you.”
“Hah!? What’s wrong with you trying to save me, getting hurt, being healed by me, and thanking me!?”
She raises her voice and puts her hand on her waist, defying Cleon’s slightest remark to her.
“You can’t be mad about that.”
When Cleon spoke weakly, as if a little tired, Illenu closed his mouth for a while and blinked his eyes—
She responded by clenching her fist and touching Cleon’s chest her.
“… I’d rather be angry. Leave her while swearing at her as a woman who does n’t know grace.”
“…”
Another heavy silence falls.
That must be her sincerity.
She sincerely wants Cleon to leave this place.
The reason is simple.
Illenu has no intention of leaving this place.
She sincerely thought that disappearing from this place along with Alexios would be for everyone.
Although, her soul will be destroyed here, and she will not be able to meet Cleon, who may be waiting somewhere.
By reoccupying this body herself, she leaves the possibility of Alessios’ resurrection.
And, because of that, the people of the original world, including this banishment area, are also in danger.
It was worse than having her own existence as she disappears.
“As you know, blocking the wound is just a temporary measure to prevent further wounds in the soul. If you move violently with the body after this, the wound will open again. If that happens, we won’t treat it this time. “
So, she tells Cleon to go back this time.
“I’m sorry, but I can’t.”
“──”
However, Cleon did not change his expression – and she answered without a moment’s hesitation.
As if she did not like Cleon’s attitude, anger appeared on Illennu’s face in her.
Bang! She exclaimed as Cleon was grabbed by the collar of her.
“You…! I’m not the Illenu you know! You’re not the Cleon I loved! You’re just a completely different guy with the same face!”
“I know that!”
At Illenu’s cry, Cleon countered.
“I would do the same thing even if you weren’t Illenu.”
“—Ha?”
Hearing Cleon’s words, Illenu raised his voice as if asking what he was talking about.
“You seem to think that if you sacrifice yourself, everything will be resolved safely… No one wants that. Did you make a decision after properly discussing it with the other guys? They listened to your story and heard your decision. Have you thought about what to think?”
At Cleon’s outpouring of words, Illenu hesitated and took a step back.
She unknowingly let go of his hand her, but this time Cleon’s hand her follows her and grabs her wrist her.
‘Sacrifice’.
It is a word that resonates enticingly to both the good and the bad.
Consumption of cattle for the sake of
Self-righteousness for someone else.
Without ever knowing that that ‘someone’ could never be saved through sacrifice.
He collapses leaving behind a sentence of self-satisfaction such as ‘This is it’.
Although Cleon himself is not free from that malice wrapped in good intentions.
In his mind his, the image of her her unable to forgive her own existence her for the sake of her her ‘world’ her continued to flicker.
If only she had been a little more selfish.
Just a little more, if you thought of ‘yourself’ rather than ‘the world’.
I have to somehow shake off the image of her disappearing through the gap in another dimension and reappearing in her head over and over again.
Cleon looked directly at Illenu.
“I don’t intend to go along with your self-righteousness. It’s not you I’m looking for. It’s the guys who get caught up in your business.”
“──”
“What remains for those who are left behind is regret that pierces their bones. If only I had had a little more strength. If I had been by his side at that time, the same regret that will not be erased unless time is turned back. .”
Lila, Beatrix, and Emma.
The precious friends Illenu made in this world.
Although he has now become undead and has lost his memory and self his.
If Illenu, who could be called that seal, completely disappears, it’s only natural that all of their memories will return to their original state—
At that time, even if he realized that Illenu was gone, there was nothing he could do about it.
“Are you thinking of letting them shoulder that?”
After hearing Cleon’s words her to the end, she stumbled and barely stood still as if she had no sign of running away anymore.
Then, she quietly looked down at Cleon’s hand of hers, which was holding her own wrist of hers.
Speak slowly, in a low voice.
“…It hurts. Let go.”
“…”
Cleon listened to her words and carefully let go of her wrist her.
Could it be that the fever rose without her knowledge her and gave her strength away her?
Seeing her gloomy expression her, her Cleon could no longer say anything to blame her, just watched in silence.
With her wrist free, she thought about something as she rubbed it with her other hand.
Soon, she quietly opened her mouth again.
“Sometimes… I’ve heard of it before.”
It is the time with ‘him’ that must have been engraved deep in her soul her, not worn out even in a long time.
‘You’re saying you’re going to die without drinking blood…? What could be solved with that! If the vampire inside you might awaken, I will fight for you!’
What resonates in her head her is his promise her to protect it until the last moment.
“It’s amazing. I thought she was just a guy with the same face. If the personality is similar to that, it must be the nature of the soul.”
“What are you talking about?”
To Cleon’s question, Illennu just shook her head and answered.
“There was a guy who said things like you. Even though he kept losing his blood for me.”
“…”
Cleon listens to her, then shuts her mouth and looks at her silently.
Illenu too, with his eyes closed, with his hand on the rapier hanging from his waist her.
Something deep inside consciousness.
Face one’s true heart.
Soon, she opens her eyes and looks at Cleon.
“If you do well, you might become a participant in unleashing the worst monster in the dimensional rift.”
Cleon looked at her cryptic words for a while, not knowing if she was just trying to scare her or if she was joking.
She answers by raising one corner of her mouth her.
“I’ve already caught three of the worst monsters in my niche.”
It is a giant tree of vengeance that erodes the world and howls.
It is the ghost of the past who sold his soul to the devil.
It is the Lord of Thunder who only fights for conquest.
Even if a vampire was added to it, it would be no different.
Looking at Cleon’s expression her, Illenu seemed to be a little funny and answered with the corners of her mouth her twisting the same way he did.
“If you tried to stop me because you didn’t want to regret it. You wouldn’t regret it because the enemy was too strong, right?”
“Didn’t you say you look alike? Did he?”
In response to his provocative question her, Illenu-
“Do you want to die? It can’t be. That guy.”
She answered as she drew her own sword.
001
Dyurahan, about 5 minutes after Cleon fell into a state of suspended animation, was watching Peruluca and Shadow Thoughts fight a part of the false goddess of death – Alexios.
‘By now, I should have contacted her from the inside…’
And, bang! An explosion sounds and she sees a large piece of debris flying towards her, and she ducks her head to avoid it.
Even though it was obviously 2:1, Alexios was fighting evenly against Peruluca and Shadow, who were furious.
At first, I was embarrassed by Peruluca’s eroding and decaying lightning, and I tolerated a few attacks because I paid attention to it.
Realizing that it does n’t matter as long as the body part does n’t directly touch it, he used it as a shield by cutting off a part of his body his and throwing it when Peruluca’s lightning strikes.
It’s a really reckless, messy way to fight, though.
That’s what a fight between vampires is like.
It was said that accepting it was good for mental health.
However- if there was a problem, it was on his side his too.
The magic that keeps Cleon alive.
The magical power that suppresses the vampire’s flesh.
And, a magical barrier to block direct attacks coming from Alexios.
Of course, as Dyurahan’s mana was consumed at an extremely fast rate, the limit was slowly beginning to be seen.
‘The next 3 minutes… Is it? If Cleon’s consciousness doesn’t return by then-‘
Even if Cleon’s wounds were sutured, there was a good chance that his soul would not return.
By the way, suppressing this flesh or blocking Alexios’ attack would be impossible.
If that happens, it will be their defeat.
Alexios’ soul and body become one, complete form, and are resurrected.
He will immediately eat Yggdrasil and the realm of the Frost Queen, and try to escape through the gap in the other dimension.
How many innocent worlds will become his food.
‘I have to block that much.’
Wilhelmina thought so and put her hand on her own neck.
‘If it’s necessary- that’s-‘
The next moment, a large piece of debris flew in once again.
“Cheet…!”
I can hear Alexios’ angry voice.
“Do you think I would fit into something like that?”
While provoking him lightly, Dyurahan carefully observes the situation again.
Opportunities and time were running out.