Chapter 123 – 123. Followers of Chaos (4)

This is truly something that is extremely unfair to me.

My father told me.

He told us not to touch our hats in the orchard and not to touch our shoes in the fields.

As my father said, it also means not to do anything that will be misunderstood from the beginning.

In that sense, this little boy is connected to a cult in this city.

It’s like a very cruel enemy, and these cultists kidnapped Luffy’s mother and took her away.

I’m just here for the first time today, and I’m a long way from being the target of that kid’s hatred. However, we were not generous enough to hit the little boy in the face out of anger.

At least I did.

Elizabeth seemed to not be able to see that she was trying to attack me, so she blocked me, and I was a little angry at the sight of her mercilessly slashing at Elizabeth.

I understand that in this damn world, if you do something you deserve, you get beaten, but I want you to know that petty punishment is meted out to those bastards who try to beat you even though they haven’t done anything worth beating.

Also, I hope you have it engraved in your head that when someone speaks, you have to listen until the end.

I know that’s just greed.

I know it so well that it just sucks.

“Don’t treat a child like that!!”

“…A really young kid doesn’t fight with a knife.”

Of course.

A real child is far from something like this. And looking at something very familiar, this little boy was stabbing several people in the slums, and Elizabeth caught him just as he was aiming for a vital spot, and Elizabeth was contemplating whether or not to just twist her neck.

She was literally still young so she didn’t twist it and thought about it.

First of all, because she was connected to Eris, the Demon King’s Castle, and Gawain, Elizabeth showed signs of being quite distressed even though she didn’t say anything, and fortunately, he didn’t immediately twist her neck.

I’ll have to thank Elizabeth later for this.

Because she tolerated it just because of her senses.

Even if you coat your entire body with Aura, getting stabbed by a knife doesn’t feel good.

Just because it doesn’t hurt to hit her with her bare hands using her helmet doesn’t mean it doesn’t feel bad.

“Or are you so blinded by love that you forget that the bastard you brought in was trying to kill your ally? Oh, no way… Are you trying to assassinate me?”

“…!”

And only then does Eris, whose head had become a flower garden, come to her senses.

After all, if he knew what the kid he brought in did to his ally, he would know that things couldn’t be like this.

I was brought here by Eris, and she knew there was a reason for this, so she took care of me for once as her last act of mercy.

“Clarke, you know that’s not the case.”

“Brother Gawain, I’m explaining it to you because you’re my brother, but among people like us, even a little thing like this can trigger a fight.”

“…Should I really be thankful that I’m far from something like this?”

And Gawain, who understands the meaning of my words, sighs in despair.

Even so, Elizabeth and I, who have grown up experiencing all kinds of shit, and my older sister, who is quietly watching this situation, are also looking at Eris with her innocent eyes.

“It’s a shame.”

And Eris is wary of her older sister saying that.

Since I knew what my sister meant by saying she was disappointed, I was extremely alert and Carnetia came forward.

Of course, even if you do that, you only live a little longer, but the end result is the same.

“Really, that’s a shame, right?”

“…Please stop your anger.”

“Don’t apologize to me. Hehe, I took care of Clark in the first place. So… Not twice.”

Shoggus trembles at his sister’s last words, which sound a bit bizarre. And Eris must have realized that she almost got screwed, and after coming to her senses, she bowed her head to me and apologized.

“…I’m sorry, Mr. Clark.”

“It’s okay. Anyway, I was just as angry and hit it.”

“…First of all, I should have been more careful about this-“

“First of all, not only you, but I also met this kid for the first time today. Second, I found out today that the kid’s love being kidnapped had something to do with my love being a cultist. Lastly, this fucking kid is doing whatever he wants. “He made a sudden move and I didn’t react in a particularly mature way. Don’t let this drag on further.”

I just did it because I didn’t want to do it.

In my half-fifty life, I was traumatized in many ways by being labeled a bastard and being called a loveless bastard, and I was both excited(?) And angry because of the love that had only just appeared. Suddenly, my mother turned me around. My! Even the kid who tried to stab me while doing it.

It’s a situation where you can’t help but get angry.

My mother was someone I didn’t have very good memories of, and now that I’ve learned a bit about my identity, I’m starting to understand what kind of bastards stars are, so of course I had some expectations.

And, I always say it.

If you have expectations, you will be betrayed.

Anyway, I’ve knocked him out for now, and if he wakes up and continues to mess with me, I’ll punish him in my own way.

By the way, the little guy has quite a bit of skill with a knife.

Plus, Solias seems to know something.

She’s a woman who won’t tell you anything unless she asks you directly, and I don’t want to get involved unless it’s specifically related to engineering, but what’s looking at me right now is, ask me a question! It seems like he’s looking at me like that.

Of course, I leave that aside.

What does a kid like this know?

If it wasn’t for Eris in the first place, I wouldn’t have seen it.

“For now, let’s continue the story, Dick.”

“Wait a minute, I’m looking at you like this and you’re not asking me?”

“First of all, Shogus has half-confirmed that my mother is here, and have you met my mother?”

“No, you naturally ignore this!”

Noisy, noisy. Of course, from my perspective, being a kid like this is really not my part-time job. I know my mother is here. Since I’ve already achieved my initial goal here, I can rest for the remaining two days, and going out to find my mother is a separate story.

“We met. I saw your father breeding with it before you were even born.”

“…”

Mating…

Crossbreed.

Originally, the word mating was not used in the relationship between a man and a woman.

It is a word that refers to mating between animals and is not suitable to use for people. Of course, when I saw Dick talking about this and saying [Breeding], I could sense that it was difficult in many ways to call it normal sexual intercourse.

And that wouldn’t have been very good for my father.

After hesitating to kill my father, my father left the punishment to someone else, and the result was my sister and I.

Mira and Clark.

It was these two.

And Dick’s disdainful look at it made the process even more terrifying.

“I guess it was never a good memory for my father.”

It’s like being eaten by something non-human and being forced to have sex to make a baby. Likewise, Dick looked at his sister, then looked at me and said,

Looking at the expression on my sister’s mother’s face, she literally looks upset. It was at a level that I could just ignore, and unexpectedly, it was more bearable.

Seeing my father, who had to fulfill the contract of conceiving a child due to a contract, seemed displeased but did not show contempt, it seems that my sister’s mother was relieved to have brushed off everything that Dick needed to know.

“Well, your sister’s mom was better about that. She didn’t touch her any more than she had to, at least. She gave birth to Mira and just lived her life. Bye bye, she walked away.”

Is it.

I’ve never seen their faces, and given all the years Dick has lived, he’s the only one who can talk about his mothers.

And my sister added something about it.

“Ah, can I talk about this? At least I will talk about my mother’s end later. What I can say now is that… My mother who gave birth to me was dying, and I had to face it. It’s just that I absorbed the remains.”

I see

Naturally, my older sister also met her mother, but she didn’t seem to feel any maternal love from her mother. However, it looks like he didn’t feel any disappointment.

Are you just here for business purposes? Take it. I feel like I just finished it. This is because I don’t particularly feel longing for the word mother.

When I look at this, I realize that my older sister was already an adult and I was still a child who longed for the embrace of my family and wanted love from my parents.

I wonder how my sister overcame it.

“I’ll ask you again later. Will you answer then?”

“Yes, of course.”

“…This might be a difficult story to tell, but thank you for listening.”

Even if you don’t have any feelings about your mother’s death, it must be difficult to talk about it.

Naturally, my sister smiled at this and said it was no big deal, but instead showed even more emotion towards me.

“What, I can give my life if you want?”

“…I can give it to you too!?”

And not to be outdone, Elizabeth also looked at her sister and said, and of course, her sister was like, yes, yes, wow.

If you look at things like this, is this really an adult’s class?

And Dick frowned at her as he watched the two of them fighting over me.

“Damn it, stop the love fight, you crazy bitches.”

After making a fuss like that, Dick cleared his throat for a moment, looked at me, and said with a very serious look on his face.

“…First of all, if you’re going to talk about your mother, you better be careful. She’s a real psycho bitch.”

Dick has a reason for saying that.

Naturally, due to the nature of the existence of stars, other than Nyarlathotep, my sister rarely expressed joy or sorrow, and even if she did, it was limited to only about me.

Even if you just look at the older sister nearby, most of the stars are close to idiots.

Just looking at Nia, the same goes for Lucy, who is presumed to be one of the star beings.

They are intertwined with the existence of me, and of course they only focus on things about me. They don’t care what happens to the rest of the people, as long as there is no harm to me. Even your own life.

I could guess one of the reasons Dick was said to be psycho.

“My mother has been reduced to a human being.”

“…I like it because the more I go by, the quicker your insight becomes. I like it better because I don’t have to explain things in a painful way. But, are you a human or a being from a star?”

How about you?

Dick’s sharp question is whether you are qualified to evaluate them, and of course I am not qualified to evaluate them. As Nyarlathotep said, I am a rebel who rebelled against the rule of the Demon Sultan. As a being of the stars, I am a traitor who rebelled against the ruler who should be worshiped.

However, to be called a human being, he was born as a monster.

Although I have a human form, I am also aware that this is a mimicry and that my true form is that of a monster who is completely different from a human.

In this form, I ate my father, and the beast still lives within me.

Of course, I have no right to disparage them.

Naturally, they are quick to admit it. Anyway, I am too clumsy to be considered a star, and I know that I am too alien to be considered a human being.

No matter how much I try to be human, I have inherited the blood of a star and cannot take this away.

It cannot be separated, and I am still its son, born from a star being.

“Well, if you think about it that way, I’m neither this nor that.”

“Why are you so quick to admit that?”

“Because it’s true.”

Not acknowledging facts that appear to be normal is simple stubbornness.

And what I realized was that even though I knew that Shogus had no obvious hostility toward me and had decided to follow me, I found myself keeping my distance just because I was sent by the being who oppressed Dick.

At the point where I even thought about taking my own life just because I didn’t want to admit it to someone who cared about me, that was truly meaningless stubbornness.

You can live in the world only by accepting reality as it is.

“In your opinion, where do I fit in?”

And I ask Dick.

In Dick’s eyes, where do I fit in?

Am I human?

Or is it the existence of stars?

I don’t know my identity yet.

A rebel who does not know who I am and who nevertheless refuses to obey the Lord of Star Beings.

If you ask me if I’m a human, no.

It feels awkward to call it a star.

And Dick opens his eyes and waves his hand at me.

“Don’t ask me. Your father left it up to you to choose.”

“My choice?”

“Because you said you would become what you want to be.”

…A being that you want to become.

If it’s something you want to be, it’s there.

“If that’s what you want to be, well, one day, I want to be a school teacher again.”

“…Is that so?”

It reminds me of beings who are laughed at because they cannot use magic.

My older sister had an aptitude for black magic and witchcraft.

And I found it, and I led my sister to Gehenna where I would teach her dark magic and witchcraft, knowing that she could not teach it to my sister.

The same was true for Lorraine, and I realized that she had a great talent for enchantment, so I set her on her path to becoming an enchanter.

I taught magic to Anna, and now to Aris.

I hope that my student will learn my magic and become a flower that can bloom in a completely different way through my knowledge.

I was enjoying it, and I was a guy who enjoyed watching my students grow.

I thought those days, teaching Lorraine, were the most meaningful times for me.

Forgetting all the bullshit about being a consul, archmage, or representing the honor of Magia, training juniors and disciples to walk the path of magic was the ultimate joy for me.

In the end, one way or another, if I settle down later, I think I will open a school again.

And then, a life of playing around and eating while teaching a few students.

That was the destination of my life that I wanted.

“Then, brace yourself.”

And Dick warns me with a serious expression.

“…”

“Your mother will come to destroy your dreams. She will devour you, and she has been struggling all this time to survive.”

“Did that cultist come for me too?”

“She’s not at all. She’s a crazy lady to begin with. She was just pulled in by a similar force, and she thought you were one of her kind, so she tried to drag you in.”

I didn’t come here because I was looking for it, but because I was drawn to it.

“…Even if I don’t want to see you from now on, I will keep coming to you.”

And as soon as those words are over.

Clink-!!!

Kwaaaaa!!!

This is clearly the lodgings assigned to us by Lord Leonidas.

It is a luxurious mansion in its own way, and there is security outside the mansion, and the distance to here is quite long.

Despite this, the door to the hall was broken, the window was broken, and there were beings who appeared.

And all of their bodies had an extremely dirty and unpleasant aura.

Nevertheless, beings armed with even more disgusting energies because they feel close to each other.

A curved dagger, and a spear and a sword.

Priests decorate themselves with human bones, wear clothes made of human skin, and armed fanatics wear leather armor made of human skin.

About a dozen troops stormed into the dormitory, and at the same time, a figure who appeared to be the leader among them looked at me.

No one else, just one person.

Looking at me.

“Your mother is calling. Seed of chaos. Answer the call. Answer the call, come to your mother.”

…

So what is this?

I’m here to tell you good things! Is this a deeper version of the fanatic who opens the door and comes in?

Dick once told me this story.

There were crazy bastards who tried to open the door of someone else’s house and come in, saying, “I will read good words and [Study] The Bible” Where I was.

Hmm.

Okay, well then, let’s issue an order to celebrate the guests.

As always, I am a gentleman.

So, you have to say it gently.

There’s no way these bastards are sane, making clothes and armor out of human skin, which is obviously blasphemous, but at least they did or didn’t give advance warning like Dick said.

Because that is what determines guilt.

Of course, these are so fucking bastards that they would be innocent even if they were killed right away.

Anyone who sees them for the first time will go crazy when they see the clothes made by peeling off human skin and wearing clothes with human faces still intact. These are psycho bastards who should not exist at all.

Still-

Someday, I really wanted to say this to you.

“Hey buddy, I think you’re at the wrong place. The leather club is two blocks away.”

Take out the hammer.

And Dick also takes out an axe, and Elizabeth and Gawain also take out weapons.

“You damn human butchers.”