Chapter 427 – 427. Desire Feeds on Blood (10)
– One –
Sarah, Sarah.
Sarah Rock.
Snow falls.
On Monohorn’s shoulders, on his head.
Snow also piles up on the wooden statue of the goddess sitting on his shoulder.
Because there is no body temperature, the snow that has fallen on the statue of the Goddess does not melt.
“…”
Tok, tok.
Rocking, rocking.
The wooden goddess shakes it off.
Swoop.
Monohorn slowly opens its eyes.
The bluish corners of his lips rise upwards with difficulty.
“Thanks…”
A cracked voice leaks out.
The goddess cries and laughs.
“Do it…”
The goddess’ expression hardened.
He looks at Monohorn with an expression of disbelief.
He seemed to be asking if he was serious.
“Stop it…”
“…?”
“Anyway… It will pile up again…”
“…”
“It’s okay… Hehe… Big brother and sister are coming, it’s cool, it’s a signal… It’s nice to wake up because it’s cool…”
The goddess morosely bowed her head.
Shudder.
Swoop, Swoop.
Monohorn strokes her hair.
Unable to raise her arms, slender plant stems take their place.
“It’s okay… I’m Monohorn… I even kicked and ate the only goddess in this dimension… I’m a person from the Gods world… Hehe…”
Pat, pat.
The goddess pats Monohorn on the neck.
Monohorn quietly accepts her touch.
“Ah… Ada…”
Shrew, shruck.
Squeak.
Gloop, Gloop.
Monohorn pours fruit juice onto Ada.
Since she still hadn’t woken up, even without looking into her eyes, she could tell that her condition was not serious.
But Monohorn couldn’t do anything more for Ada.
I didn’t even have the energy to do that.
A sense of wonder creeps in.
“Dogs… Sifal puppies…”
Damn good.
Monohorn grinds his teeth as he watches the crowd of combatants.
His teeth wear out long ago, and no more sharp grinding noises erupt.
Doo doo doo!
Catch him!
They’ve been running from a distance, down that ramp, but the speed they’re getting closer is terrifying.
The numbers were also insignificant.
Nervousness creeps in.
All those negative emotions soon sublimate into anger.
“I’m dying…”
Mono Horn gives strength to her eyes.
– 2 –
Shush shush shush!
“…!”
Thorns suddenly sprout from the ground.
Although it did not sprout,
“Run,”
Wedge!
Weeeee!
Its targets soared so fast that there was no time to escape.
Puff, puppuppuppup!
Cadde deuk!
“Cheer, grower…!”
A skewer pierces the torso of a female combatant.
That,
“Kleub, kreureureu…!”
Cooing, cooing.
Uji support position.
It starts to get thicker inside her body.
Shureuk, Shurr!
Push shot, push shot!
Peach Chi Chi Chi!
I sometimes take on a dragon.
Breaking her bones, dismembering her whole body.
“Cheerreuk…”
Rumble.
Charreuk, charreureuk.
From the newly pierced anus, things that shouldn’t be spilled, such as pieces of intestines and large amounts of blood.
Judging by that, it seemed absolutely impossible for her to survive.
“Kureu…”
“Kahak, kuhuhuh…!”
“Kek, Khehe…”
Parrrr!
Burrrr!
Charreuk, charreureuk.
Those who have fallen into a similar situation groan in her pain.
A group of combat personnel are rendered incapacitated.
Some die.
But yet,
“Don’t stop!”
“More, run faster!”
Doo doo doo doo!
There were too many combat agents who could run towards the Monohorn.
They still don’t stop
The recipe for Monohorn’s special combat agent skewers was unique.
Instead of roasting or frying in oil,
Whii profit!
Boo woo woo!
“…!”
“Blood, avoid…!”
Cooking began by slicing well-trimmed skewers toward fresh ingredients.
Wow!
Smack!
Materials collide with each other.
Chaaaaagh!
Blood bursts.
Perhaps the intestines had burst.
It was a proof that the freshness of food ingredients is alive and well.
“100 million…!”
“Ouch…!”
Ingredients that have been trimmed on skewers, and wild ingredients that flutter vigorously, both eyes are widened and a breathless sound is emitted.
Not scolded!
Wood Deuk!
“Oops, quehehehehehehehe!”
“Pookup,”
Bones are brittle.
Clump together into a lump
The cooking skills of the chef who handles the ingredients were unusual.
Did you know that the texture is not very good if the lumps are too big?
Damn it!”
Patter!
Chow ah!
“Keep, keke,”
“Cak…!”
Immediately remove the slightly tough, untreated food ingredients,
Boo woo woo!
“Quaaaaagh!”
Toss it with all your might towards wild food materials nearby.
Was the chef trying to discard low-quality ingredients?
It was a hand gesture that was so rough that it was difficult to distinguish it from beating.
Food ingredients fly helplessly toward the floor,
Quick!
Whoops!
Wow!
“Kreak…”
“Geuk…!”
Collision with wild food material causes the ship to explode.
Also, the chef’s eye was excellent.
Its skin was needlessly tough, and its watering rate was really poor.
Rumble.
Gurgling gurgling.
There is not much of the fragrant fat or tender flesh to enhance the flavor.
Tough flesh that could only be used to make feed for livestock or tools for workers flowed out from the belly of the ingredients.
Burrrr.
Dump.
Compared to the flesh, its vitality was not so tenacious.
There was no doubt that it was a defective product.
The chef’s discernment in selecting ingredients is so good that you can tell them apart just by touching them for a moment.
The chef was a bold and stern person, even capable of cold-bloodedly shunning unconscionable food ingredient suppliers who delivered defective products.
He must have made an excellent dish.
But,
“Evasion!”
Shashak, shashak!
Papapat!
Shush shush shush!
Food ingredients were overly fresh.
They refused the chef’s touch and were desperately seeking a way out.
“He’s tired!”
“Definitely slowed down!”
“Cheer up a little more!”
Whoaaaaa!
Aaaaagh!
The combatants groan.
Poorly loaded with aura, it spread far and wide while shaking the earth.
The distance between them steadily and surely grows closer.
Like that.
– 3 –
Same time.
“Heh, hee, hee, hee…”
Urmama gasps and bleeds.
Her tongue was so loose that even her breathing was indistinct.
Squeak.
Again and again
A cold sweat broke out on her skin.
The color of the complexion is pale, so it is dyed pale.
A chill seemed to radiate from her body.
The cause, in her wrists and ankles,
Rumble.
It was because blood was leaking out without stopping.
Flows and flows again
Squeeze.
A muddy red color flows along the grooves carved on the stone operating table.
Life leaks out.
Float away
Dying
“You’re bleeding too much. Your blood pressure is so low you could go into shock. Use your healing spell, Smirnoff.”
“Okay.”
At Mondavi’s request,
Woo woo woo.
Smirnoff chants the Basic Healing Spell.
Slither.
The wounds on Urmama’s wrists and ankles heal.
The bleeding stops
Right after that
Swoop.
Smirnoff extended the index and middle fingers of his right hand toward Ur Mama,
Took.
Pinch her carotid artery
Gugung, Gugung, Gugung, Gugung.
Her pulse feels weak.
It was too fast, too shallow, too feeble,
“It’s not down to the dangerous level.”
“It seems to me as well.”
It didn’t look like I was going to run out of breath right away.
The level of risk they pre-determined was based on the fact that Urmama began to show symptoms of acute anemia caused by massive blood loss and possibly death from shock.
She was constantly suffering from severe anemia, but this time her death was not near her.
No, to be precise, it was restored before reaching a dangerous juncture.
Very close.
Squeak.
Licking.
Estrus flicks his tongue,
“Huh~ You’re doing well~♬”
Throw a word of praise on their back.
She was leaning her back against the wall in the corner, but before she knew it, the backs of Smirnoff and Mondavi occupied her back.
“Hey…!”
“Ughhh…!”
Kujik.
Mondavi and Smirnoff freak out.
Smirnoff seems to have chewed out his tongue,
“Umm…”
Whoops.
He chanted healing spells in his own mouth.
His expression becomes more comfortable.
But he was still terrified.
Ha ha
Seeing that, Demosi let out a sigh.
Still, he did not dissuade Estrus.
It was because she, too, felt uneasy about entrusting Urmama’s life solely to the people of the Freedom League.
“I know how dangerous the situation is~ Now I know~”
“Is that so…?”
“Yeah~ If you see something strange in Maman’s body~ Can I talk to you~?”
“Yes. If your condition suddenly changes, please tell me whatever it is. Estrus,”
Mondavi wants to form intimacy with Estrus even a little,
“Uh, uh, sister…”
Without even asking her permission, she gave her a bit of a friendly title.
As Mondavi hesitates, she stealthily watches her.
Seed profit.
Knock, Knock.
Estrus grinned, and nodded her head in permission to call her by that title.
A look of relief crept over Mondavi’s face.
“…The way I go is different from the way I see it, so it wouldn’t be bad to consider it from multiple angles. No, I think it would be safer. It would be best to restore Mrs. Eisdope every time.”
“Huh~ that’s right~♬”
Estrus retreats back to the wall.
She realized that she hadn’t heard a sound until her afterimage had faded.
Oh so so so.
Smirnoff and Mondavi get chills again.
At that time,
Push shot, push shot!
Rumble!
“Ah, ah…”
Blood leaks from Urmama’s wrists and ankles again.
Estrus severed the veins in Ur Mama’s wrists and ankles before retreating back to her wall.
“What are you doing~? I have to work~ Work~ While we’re looking at each other~ Monohorn might try to cross over here~ Isn’t it~?”
“Hyuk, hikkuk…!”
“Huh…!”
Shashak!
Chuck!
Smirnoff and Mondavi quickly turn their heads to Urmama.
Woo woo woo.
By chanting short healing spells,
Jureuk.
Swoop.
Controls Urmama’s blood loss.
They carefully control her so that she may continue to fall into critical condition, but not lose her life.
“Hee-hee~ You’re good at it~♬”
“Ah, ahaha…”
Mondavi laughs awkwardly.
But she doesn’t look back at Estrus.
“Do that~ brother of the bride~?”
“Yes, yes…!”
“Hihi~♬”
Estrus seemed to feel like her first day on the moon after a long time, about two years to be exact.
She didn’t feel any pain in her belly, but the discomfort was no different from when she was running the moon.
Hard.
No.
It seemed even worse.
So she laughed.
Filled with irritation, anger, nervousness, and madness.
– 4 –
Snipers take their eyes off their scopes and look up at the sky.
Observers also watch together.
Their eyes were very sharp.
“Bearing 5.7 degrees, altitude 43 degrees!”
At someone’s call
Shashak, Chuck!
Every single one!
They aim their gun barrels at once.
At the same time, the snipers all put their eyes on the scopes.
The tattered airship is caught at the end of the gun barrel.
“Launch!”
The commanding officer’s cry followed,
“…”
Woo oh oh
No one fires a bullet.
The magic tools for ultra-long range snipers do not breathe fire.
They were only in a shooting stance, aiming at the airship.
At the same time,
Whoops!
Hey hey hey!
Across the sky, an airship starts tossing around in strong winds.
As if trying to get out of line of fire, he desperately maneuvered to evade.
“Hoo?”
“Look at this?”
Seed profit.
Feed, feed.
The snipers laugh.
Swoop.
Slurp, Chuck.
Minutely moves the direction the gun barrel is facing.
Kirik.
Apply a little more force to your index finger on the trigger.
Boo, Boo, Boo!
Booooo!
The movement of the airship becomes more intense.
The wind that winds around it also blows more strongly.
Whereby,
Fuhuaaaaagh!
The clouds fade
As if something obstructing the view had disappeared, the image of the airship became clearer.
The turbulence generated by rapid acceleration seemed to have ripped something around the airship.
“Heh, heh heh…”
“It’s been a long time since I’ve been in this…”
The snipers groan.
But it wasn’t out of pity.
It was full of admiration and admiration for Pisco who came up with an amazing solution.
At that time,
Whoa!
Whoops!
Push!
Kwa-kwa-kwa-kwa!
“…?!”
Pisco suddenly fires a bullet.
It flies towards the airship,
Kwajijik!
Pass’s!
Scratch its surface
However, if there is a difference from before, the damage range of the fuselage surface is much wider and deeper at the same time.
Failing to evade completely, the airship must have evaded in haste.
Everyone looks at Pisco with blank eyes.
“Hmm…”
Swoop.
Pisco shrugs.
As if nothing had happened, he opened his mouth with a very calm appearance.
“If anyone who pilots it has brains, he’ll figure out right away that we’re only threatening, we’re not shooting, so when the right moment comes, we’ll have to shoot for real.”
“Ah… That’s right!”
“Probably the one who was in charge of navigating it.”
Pisco looks up at the airship with relaxed eyes.
If the helmsman of the airship saw his sluggish figure, it was certain that he would be overcome with a feeling that his costume would explode.
He was obnoxiously calm and, also, slow.
“Whether it’s combat or war, you’ll be someone who excels in both training and combat experience.”
“What else are you talking about?”
“If you train to specialize in one class for a long time.”
Squeak.
Chuck.
Cheek, tatat.
Pisco aims the airship again.
Did the pilot of the airship keep an eye on him?
Whoops!
Whoa oh oh!
Urgently, his gun barrel is out of line of sight.
Swoop.
Clap.
Put down the gun barrel
He is completely defenseless,
Tup.
Clap.
I hit the ground with my butt and leaned against the gun barrel.
“Did you see?”
“What do you mean?”
“The motion of me aiming at the airship and releasing it again.”
“Hmm. It was very neat. It was a very precise, exemplary, and understated movement that could be put in a textbook for snipers.”
“And what?”
“…”
The commander shuts up.
He still hadn’t figured out Pisco’s intentions.
“Can you show me again?”
“Uh, uh… That… That’s like a sense of rhythm… A standardized…”
When the timid female sniper hesitantly replied,
“Answer.”
See profit.
Pisco starts to smile.
He seemed to like her intelligence very much.
“It’s a sense of time. Each person who is skilled in a certain action has a sense of time of their own. The helmsman in charge of operating that airship must have predicted the timing of the bullet launch based on the sense of time that each of us has.”
“Ah…”
“No matter how good your senses are, and no matter how well you predict the line of fire, if you start evasive maneuvers after seeing the bullets being fired, you are bound to be late. “
“You mean it was easier to read because we’re skilled?”
“Yes.”
Pisco nods, looking around at the commanders and snipers.
They were all listening to Pisco.
I really liked the way it put off shooting the airship.
It’s because I didn’t have to explain twice.
“And it’s important that he’s a person with a lot of combat-related experience accumulated enough to recognize that.”
“Umm… Then…”
“If you deliberately disrupt the rhythm, that helmsman won’t be awake for a while. You shoot late on purpose, aim and then drop the gun without firing, and sometimes fire faster without even aiming.”
The snipers and commanders nodded their heads.
Satisfies.
“Saving the expensive bullets, harassing that competent helmsman, and excluding the helmsman’s power. How good is it?”
“Well, even if we keep doing this without any rules and attacking wildly, he’ll have no choice but to keep dodging, because bullets might come flying anyway.”
“Yes. Do you fully understand now?”
“Kuhm…”
“Keep, keep…”
The commanders blushed and quietly turned their heads.
It was because he had not been able to grasp Pisco’s true intentions until now, and the fact that he had been wondering inside was revealed.
“If you understand, please spread it to the other sniper units. If the helmsman gets tired after harassing them, please add a word that it will be okay to shoot them down with concentrated fire.”
“Oh, I see!”
It seemed that the superiors and subordinates were reversed.
Among the regal hounds, Pisco proves that competence can legitimize even the worst.
