Chapter 215 – 214. Cruel Death (3)

Mira Dawn Bringer.

No, Shubniguras. She currently remained at the Pantalone residence, lazily drinking tea. It looks like Clark got so angry that he finally exploded in the distance. It was a pity that she couldn’t hug that thing right in front of her, but Mira didn’t want to go.

If you really go, something so unpleasant has happened that you’ll want to kill every human being in front of you.

It was going to happen, and it happened.

And in front of her, the silver-haired horse, Merlin, appeared in a vision.

She appeared and sat in front of Shubniguras, and she spoke to Merlin.

“Would you like a cup of tea?”

“…No, not really. Is it okay if I don’t go? My younger brother is really angry? Not just him, but the other gods as well.”

Ares, Demeter, Hestia. Ilias, and even Mortus.

There are as many as five gods. There are people like that, and there is Clark too.

Clark’s magic explodes and literally destroys the house, so it seems he’s really pissed.

“There is one thing humans are superior to the gods. Do you know what it is?”

“Maliciousness that knows no bounds?”

“Ah, I know. I guess it’s because he’s a dream demon that enjoys playing with people’s hearts.”

“Hey, if I look at you and say you’re a hot girl who likes sex…”

“I need to describe her accurately. She’s a hot girl who enjoys having sex with my younger brother Clark.”

Crazy bitch.

She is so confident that Merlin finds her speechless. She used to be like this.

“I absolutely love fucking my sister Clark!”

This is what this crazy bitch was like. And she isn’t particularly ashamed of it. She doesn’t think it’s a shame, she thinks it’s natural, and she can brag about it to others. It was such a crazy thing.

Isn’t this a complete deal exchange failure?

No, fighting this extreme of shamelessness may itself be crazy.

Merlin was hiding in front of Duke Pantalone.

That’s right, she’s a leading figure in Camelot. And she is King Arthur’s teacher. She was Arthur Pendragon’s teacher and Gawain and Clark’s colleague, so even if she could do that, she and Merlin are a completely different story. She could be a problem in many ways so she should stay hidden… She said but-

“Both Scherwitz and the King are idiots, so I don’t know if there’s any point in me continuing to hide.”

“It won’t make any sense.”

Well, I never thought she would be this stupid.

That was Mira’s judgment.

If she were here sooner or later, she would be noticed by Eleuard, but since the situation was already ruined, it meant nothing.

Oh my god.

As soon as she saw her, she tried to put a leash on her slave.

Did you think that Clark would be subdued by bringing in slave leashes, magic circuit control devices, and suppressors made by Teiba, which is far inferior to Magia?

Clark and himself. You have to act like an idiot so that no matter what you do, they will grab your collar and pull you up, but if you lamented that there was no collar to grab, you were such an idiot.

Mira spoke to Merlin as she sipped her tea.

“Continuing what I was talking about earlier. Yes, the evil will knows no bounds.”

“…”

“How can I make this bastard more shitty? How can I torture him more? When I think about that, how can I give him what he wants and still make him shitty. If you think about it, it’s really amazing.”

Merlin nodded at those words.

Naturally, that bitch malice.

The malice of how to hurt a powerful being.

Of course, it is a power that can overcome even powerful beings, but if its direction is wrong, it is a power that can destroy oneself. Moreover, a person as strong as the Golden Sun would not be able to hit a rock with an egg.

“…He was the person he wanted to be his friend, but he boiled him, his son, and his brother into soup. It’s so funny, isn’t it?”

Widely-

Setting down her teacup, she answered Merlin.

“Just because he doesn’t take his side. And he doesn’t want to do anything good to Geum Taeyang.”

“If I can’t have it, will I destroy it?”

“Oh, right. That.”

“…For real humans, past and present, one of their evils is beyond imagination.”

That’s why I left Camelot, and I couldn’t tolerate Guinevere’s behavior like that anymore.

Sure, it’s a good action to survive, fight against enemies, and win, but it’s only good against enemies you can defeat. If you do that to a natural disaster that destroys everything without question or answer, you won’t be able to help but be devastated.

Right now, if you look at the Scherwitz family residence, which is being destroyed in real time, the walls of the building are flying, collapsing, and people are flying around.

“So you left Camelot and came here? Guinevere, the queen of Camelot. No, something in the shape of Guinevere. I was sick of its behavior.”

“…Camelot was ruined. It should have been torn apart and destroyed when Arthur died. I should have been imprisoned by Vivian too.”

“Vivian?”

“The fairy who sent me here, to the continent, and gave me [This] That I use instead of my wand.”

“…”

Merlin took his staff, and although it looked like a staff, it was actually a very sharp spear. Surprisingly, the spear was a powerful weapon that could deal a huge fatal blow to Mira. It was made of ash wood, but it was a star creature sleeping inside. , That weapon that is enough to kill star beings is-

“You came here to kill Clark from the beginning?”

“There was no need to use it. And this spear was the one that Arthur used to kill Mordred. And… Like Excalibur, it was an armament used by Arthur.”

I remember Vivian’s last words.

Merlin, who played with a person’s life, changed his fate, and committed a sin.

Although she deserved to be sealed away-

-You still have work to do.

-What?

-…The light will set the earth on fire.

-…The light will burn you?

-…Stop being a jerk and listen. There are some celestial beings and things in heaven that are not sane. And it will only try to kill one person, no matter what happens to this world. Find the [Star Prince]. Find the star prince, and if the star prince is unimaginable trash, stab the star prince, and if the gods are even more trash…

-Ramen?

-…Give it to the star prince. I will help the star prince.

-Why are you telling me this?

-…Chaos will rule Britain.

That’s why I came here. Prince of the Stars, that’s what it means.

Stars refer to outer space and outer planets, and refer to beings outside the realm, and those who will become the rulers of beings outside the realm.

Prince of Stars.

-You know that, right? You would know first. No one knows this world’s situation better than you.

-A world where the stars set, light swallows them, and darkness never comes.

After saying that, Vivian nodded.

-…The world is going crazy. You have to kill that crazy guy who says he’ll kill all the rest just to kill that one thing.

-That’s strange. Don’t you guys cooperate in killing the darkness?

-…The darkness is stronger than you think, and common sense is more important than you think. I don’t know what they did, but I need it.

-The light is too strong.

The light is too strong.

Gilgamesh used to say that too. That’s why he was blind and blinded. Could it be that he doesn’t want to see this shitty world anymore? And if the fairies say so, it is true that the light in the world is too strong.

“The reason I’m telling you this is because I’m judging, right?”

“…Of course, let me ask you this first, Clark, are you really the one who will become the [King] Of your species?”

“Why? Are you surprised Clark doesn’t have a bad temper like me?”

“To be honest.”

Among him and his compatriots, Ares is also surprisingly calm and rational.

Sometimes he appears hot-tempered and angry, but that’s within the acceptable range.

Okay.

These monsters, who can turn countless people to death just by existing for no reason, just do shitty things without any reason to be angry, so you can just soak them.

“A future king must be calm, generous, and wise. I would do whatever I want and focus on what I think Clark needs, but Clark sees the situation more accurately and comprehensively. Accumulation of knowledge, and “A person who predicts the future and prepares for it by producing statistics by combining comprehensive information through the accumulation of information.”

That is their king, the king of all of us.

That’s why Demon Sultan keeps fiddling with it and trying to make it grow.

Kim Hae-jin is also doing something with him, and I can feel another being wandering around.

I hope it’s a little less shitty this time.

While Mira was thinking as she sipped her tea, Merlin, who heard Mira’s words, expressed her surprise and said,

“…Isn’t that almost a payment in advance?”

You can predict what will happen in the future by generating statistics through simple accumulation of knowledge and summation of comprehensive information. Is this possible? That was why Clark had Mira gather information through her lambs.

And to plan and prepare based on that comprehensive information and world situation.

That’s why Mira said.

“Clarke can’t predict the future.”

Mira declared.

No foreknowledge.

Can not do it.

There is no need to do it, and you should not do it.

“If you rely on something like that, you become weak.”

That’s why Clark has become so strong now. I became stronger solely through the path I took, the concentration and integration of information, and I inferred the comprehensive situation and prepared an appropriate response.

Anyway, if there’s something that even Clark can’t handle, there’s only one thing.

“But do you know what breaks it? It’s malice beyond human imagination.”

“…Ah.”

“There is such a thing as common sense. But, madness and malice that break that common sense. I am swayed by madness.”

“…Well, if it’s so stupid, it’s probably ridiculous.”

Like now.

Okay.

No way, he made stew with his own son.

Is he crazy?

-…Father. What crazy thing are you doing?

Son’s voice.

I can’t hear it anymore,

No-

My son’s voice that I don’t want to hear.

Her father was humiliated by that damn bastard, and she couldn’t take his side-

It’s a shame I can’t take my family’s side –

-…Paris, what crazy thing are you trying to do? Sending your wife to Clark? This is a wife who even revealed her identity to save you from being addicted to her poison.

Fairy, fairy.

Oinone, her identity is a fairy. Nymph.

And Paris, the nymph who coveted her own son.

That’s why we can’t allow that fairy and human to become connected.

I hate Paris too.

-She is a woman who knew she would die, but she didn’t even sacrifice her own life to save you. She would hand over such a woman as a tribute. And father, did you allow that!?

-What are you talking about? Golden Sun, a wizard who reveals women, it would be natural for him to reveal women. Besides – there are non-human women around anyway, so we don’t need them –

-Father.

-Why are you doing that, Hector? Shouldn’t you listen to me?

Hector, you must have been a proud eldest son.

I wasn’t proud anymore.

-He just wants an ancient artifact worth studying for himself. I don’t want anything, be it people or anything. Rather, he only incurs the misfortune of the golden sun.

-…When did you start criticizing my decisions?

-It’s for the family, father!!

-Whose child are you? Whose son are you?

-I am the father of Anax and the wife of Andromache.

There is only one meaning in saying those words.

I will break off ties with you.

Perhaps he was a shameful father and a shameful younger brother to his son. But Hector shouldn’t have done that.

All of this started after Geumtaeyang came.

And now-

…

“…Wow, you really have a big liver. Fuck, there are as many as five gods and you are trying to scam them. Old man, have you turned around?”

“…”

I’m losing my mind.

Ah-

-…Father…What the hell-

-…You’re wrong, Hector. How could you do this to me? Look what you’re doing. You, you- are putting Scherwitz’s glory to shame!!!

I called at night.

As an apology, let’s have a drink.

Ah-

Son.

You are putting us to shame.

Weren’t we all the same Schervitz, son?

Did you go to the extent of saying that only you are clean? Did you get to the point where you said it wasn’t just you?

They are all the same Scherwitz.

You said you were the only one who was smart and would run away.

That would not be possible.

Clark Dunn Bringer, vomiting blood, in a house that was bursting with magic storm. The golden sun is exploding with anger with a golden glow burning in its eyes.

Ah-

See.

Behind him, the goddess shining the halo, the war god in red armor, the earth mother goddess, the goddess of the hearth, and-

Even the goddess of death who is now at his bedside.

“Kkkk!”

Delightful.

I don’t know why that golden sun guy cared so much about Hector. It’s not even a part-time job.

Let’s all fall together, Hector. Paris.

You are our family.

So-

You can’t escape from us anymore…

“…Really. It was a good thing we concluded the contract quickly.”

Son.

Put all the remains in the bowl where you cooked Hector. Bones, intestines, organs, skin tissue, everything.

It was marinated in spices.

And there were burnt bodies everywhere, the smell of burning human flesh could be felt, and Elisabeth Pantalone was looking down at herself with her disgusting eyes.

“You are the worst, Priam Scherwitz. You are thinking of cooking up your son and giving him away. You are truly crazy.”

Elizabeth Pantalone.

She has also been on expeditions with Clark, and among them she has seen cannibals who cook and eat humans, and cannibalistic monsters. And even if you try to forget that terrible sight and terrible smell, you cannot.

Especially the part where Liz gets more angry.

Even though it wasn’t Clark’s intention, he had already burned [Human flesh] In his mouth.

His father.

Marcus – Dawn Bringer.

Memories of chewing on his body.

There was also a reason why Clark was so extremely angry right now.

The son ate the father. A father cooking his son.

He treats it as a serious crime to the point where he cannot forgive himself, and Clark is still traumatized.

So she tried to overturn it right away, but Clark held her hand first. So hard that she felt her hands hurt.

Very strong.

It was my first time seeing Clark look so angry.

Clark was now collecting [Hector] All at once. Of course, from Priam’s point of view, this is just a very useless thing.

In order to revive it, a fully made [Corpse] Is needed. But, he cooked up the whole body, so is there any way it could survive?

Of course it is impossible.

It’s impossible.

“Kkekekeke, why, don’t you think that would be the case with you, Pantalone? After seducing the Golden Sun with that body!!! Now you’re going to take my son away from Scherwitz!!”

I cannot allow it.

It has to come off.

We must fall together.

No one, no one can escape Scherwitz.

Neither Andromache, Hector’s wife, nor Anax, her grandson, can escape. Paris trembled at Clark, who was glaring at her, already soaked in her own urine, and passed out with foam in her mouth. Only Priam was coughing up her blood, while she was mocking Clark.

Haha!! What makes you an archmage who succeeds Marcus and is a promising talent as the king of magic? You can’t even save a single person!! You’re an archmage? You captured the demon lord? Ha! You can’t even save a single person properly! You talk so well about this topic, Golden Sun! Haha, cluck cluck-“

“…Wow, really. You’re amazing. Did you kill your own child just to laugh at that?”

Clark opened his mouth to answer. Elizabeth, she looked.

The sneer and ridicule filled Clark’s mouth.

As Clark said, sometimes there are idiots like this among the nobles. It’s almost an insult to a talented person, a celebrity, and a hero.

Just like now, if you submerge a person, here’s what you want. Ah, but you didn’t say you were going to keep him alive, just take him with you? While doing tea bagging.

If you’re going to die anyway, get hurt too! And you die and I die! They do crazy things like this.

Who would have known that Hector would end up like this?

They were seniors and colleagues who worked, fought, and shared hardships and hardships together in the same country. She couldn’t have imagined, and Clark couldn’t have imagined that such a being would end up in a stew like this.

“Kukkkk, what can you do? How can you bring back that disfigured corpse! You can’t! Never! From Scherwitz! You can’t take anything!”

“Oh, so you’re giving Oinone away? He’s no longer part of Neg’s family?”

“I don’t remember having a fairy as my daughter-in-law! If I had known she was a fairy, I wouldn’t have accepted her from the beginning!!!”

It’s embarrassing.

Anna, who was with her, also had her ears turned back, so she could tell that she was anxious to kill Priam right away. That’s right, she’s not one of his family, so he’s going to hand her over to Clark because she’s a fairy.

The gods and Ares also want to condemn the damn human in front of them right now, but Clark stops them.

“I told you, you don’t have the right to be angry.”

“Clarke, are you stopping it?! Your comrade, the comrade who fought with you, did something like this and you’re not taking revenge!!”

“Revenge? Of course I should. But not in the way you guys want. That’s right. Dying is too easy.”

Despite Ares’ excited words, Clark remained calm. It wasn’t that he wasn’t expressing his anger. Just looking at those burning eyes made Clark already angry.

“…”

Ilias realized what it was. And she realized that even from her perspective, this could not be stopped, and she had no reason to stop it.

That old man in front of me will never die a happy death.

“I think when you kill someone, you should kill them as artistically as possible. At least the ones who pissed me off are never killed gracefully.”

“Kkekekekekeke, kill it, Geumtaeyang. You are the murderer who killed the entire duke family…”

“No, that’s your opinion.”

Clark confirms that all [Hector] Is in the pot.

He clasps his hands together and extends his hand toward the pot.

“I mean, I don’t know anything else, but my preparations are thorough. What surprised me was that you killed your own son and made soup with it. Secondly, I couldn’t believe that as soon as you signed the [Contract], You got stabbed in the back by your own father and died. “I just didn’t know.”

“…There’s no way you can save him! You can’t!!”

“Why can’t I?”

“There’s no way you can save someone-“

The light flashed.

Light of death. And the Goddess of Death brightened her eyes and spoke to Clark.

“…Clarke, you know that I gave permission because we signed a contract, right?”

“Yes, of course. Of course, I had no idea that I would be using this right away. I really couldn’t have imagined it. No, it’s been less than 12 hours since I signed the contract, and you’re as dead as a sunfish.”

“…!!!”

Andromache blindfolds Anax. And, through Andromache’s eyes and Priam’s eyes, she looks at her husband and son who appeared in the pot.

Except for one shoulder being dented, he looks very fine.

He was looking around with an expression on his face that didn’t even know how he survived. It seemed like he had just woken up and was confused about the situation.

And,

Priam saw this and cried out, spitting out her blood.

“Why, why, aren’t you dead, Hector?”

“Because, that’s right-“

“Oh, no way. Clark!!!”

And before Elizabeth covered his mouth.

Clark said, looking at Priam and lifting her middle finger.

“Nanomachine Old Man.”