Chapter 83 – Bomb Declaration
Episode 83: Bomb Declaration
Tar Sha, who completely killed her presence, was observing trends through the gap in the door.
Tarsha hesitated for a moment at the wild love scene between the demon king and the elven king, but she came to her senses.
Whoops, whoops.
A contact ball that vibrates in the chest pocket.
‘Even the timing… The hero contacted me.’
Tarsha glanced around her, keeping an eye on her.
She swore an oath to the warriors and exchanged messages of hope with each other. She kept them in her chest pocket and moved all the time.
If you get it now, that clever devil will find out.
Avoiding the demon king who was looking for her with a light in her eyes, Tar Sha secretly killed the sign and moved her steps.
In a dense forest.
Tarsha hid behind a huge tree.
She couldn’t let go of the tension.
Ugh, the contact ball that I took out while looking around was emitting a faint light.
Click.
[Oh, I was contacted late.]
The voice of a carefree warrior.
The medicine went up without my knowledge. Tarsha gritted her molars, reminding Eleiza of what she had said.
‘The current hero has no intention of protecting a world that is perishing.’
From the day he made his oath and returned to Darkwood, the hero hadn’t contacted him.
I didn’t like the hero who came and contacted me slowly.
Tarsha bubbling with anger, but her head went cold.
“You… “
[Did you meet Ikarut?]
“Ha, you! I knew it. Darkwood was already ruled by the Demon King and his subordinates!”
[Whoah, calm down. I was just guessing, but I didn’t know there was a real Ikarut.]
“Now I am accompanied by Ikarut or something. Somehow I was tricked by a strange elf to bring down your colleague from the title—”
[What about the saint?]
“What?”
[Weren’t you with the saintess?]
Tarsha shut her mouth slightly embarrassed.
As if the hero had predicted this situation, she said.
She must have been unaware of the fact that the saintess and the demon king were holding hands, but she was mentioning it.
‘Hero, what kind of plan is this?’
Tarsha was an extremely suspicious warrior.
Keeping her eyes narrow, I stare at her contact marble.
Sabak, the sound of footsteps approached the street.
Tarsha was preoccupied with her many thoughts and her vision was narrowed.
“I’m with that traitor, but… How do you know that?”
[…]
“And she was told by the acting ruler of Aberglow. She said she didn’t break the seal even after finding the holy sword.”
[Oh… The substitute ruler would be Elder Eleiza. Was he so sure?]
“The human world is on the verge of extinction. But what are you thinking about watching you, a warrior!”
Sabak.
In an instant, the sound that had been heard suddenly cut off.
Tarsha blinks slowly and shifts her gaze.
“I was a bit suspicious, so I followed him… Excuse me.”
Saint Lesilia smiled softly.
[It’s been a while since I heard your voice. Hello Lesilia.]
“… You’ve been in contact with the hero.”
The eyes staring at the contact marble were as cold as ice.
Overwhelmed by the cool atmosphere, Tarsha swallowed her dry gulps.
Lesilia spoke to the hero as if nothing had happened.
“It’s been a while, Retina-sama.”
[Oh, thank you for calling me right? Was it after the oracle was received again? Seeing it then, is it the first time we meet?]
“Puhu, the hero is still brilliant.”
Although Lesilia covered her mouth and laughed.
Her eyes were cold. Just like she puts her mind’s distance, she’s at a distance and she has a conversation.
Even though her conversations sounded friendly and peaceful, only Tarsha felt a strange pressure.
“So, how is your new life? Are you satisfied?”
[No, not at all. Lesilia, you know my heart.]
“Okay. I know very well. That’s why I want to stop your going.”
[Do you know which way I will go?]
The flow of the conversation became increasingly questionable.
The hero and the saintess continued the conversation that only each other knew, as if they had no intention of telling Tarsha, who was in the middle.
“You’re going to kill the Demon King.”
[That’s the duty of a warrior, of course.]
“Why are you looking for the root of the world tree before that?”
The saintess used the correct method.
The root of the World Tree was nothing more than a fictional god.
Tarsha couldn’t understand the hero who was looking for the root of the World Tree, which might or may not exist.
I understood, but I wanted to make the final choice with the intention of preventing destruction.
The confused mind remained the same.
[I hate God. Do not hate, do not disillusion. So, I will go directly to God through the roots of the world tree.]
“… You are caught in an illusion.”
[Imagination? Do you really think so, Lesilia?]
The warrior’s voice, filled with laughter, became harsh.
Lesilia’s eyebrows twisted as the atmosphere changed like a flipped palm.
[If you kill the Demon King, you can find the root of the World Tree.]
At the confident tone, Lesilia hardened her expression.
The condition for obtaining the root of the world tree is the death of the demon king.
Retina said the same thing as Ikarut.
[But I wondered if it was the demon king I knew. So I’m testing it.]
“The reason for not breaking the seal on the Holy Sword is that.”
[Yes, I am quite cautious. I try to exclude anxiety factors as much as possible.]
“… What would you do if you kill the Demon King and find the root of the World Tree?”
[Oh, that’s a good question. Lesilia, I will tell you something special.]
The warrior who drew in a breath laughed softly.
[I will find my body again.]
“Didn’t I tell you that it was an unnecessary action that day? As long as the wheel of fortune has turned, the lost memories of many cannot be regenerated.”
Both of them exchange incomprehensible words.
Tarsha glanced at Lesilia, shaking her head inside her.
The saintess clasped her hands near her navel as if in prayer.
She gives her strength enough to bruise her knuckles. To that extent, Lesilia was enduring unknown emotions.
[It’s okay Lesilia.]
“… “
[If things don’t go the way I want, I’ll destroy this world.]
‘What did I just hear?’
Tarsha opened her mouth in silence.
The warrior is mad.
As if talking about her daily life, Retina calmly mentioned destruction.
Unlike her shocked Tarsha, Lesilia untied her praying hands.
She was vain, as if she had dropped everything.
“If that’s what you mean, then I’ll have no choice but to resist.”
[You know what, Lesilia? We met briefly a while ago. You passed out just a stone’s throw from the town of Ceylon. Did you say that I personally conveyed my regards to the demon king I met that day for you?]
“You kindly sent me your regards until the day the villagers were massacred. I am very grateful for that.”
An invisible spark flew.
Despite the hero’s prank, the saintess responded sharply with a relaxed smile.
[We are on the same boat. Lesilia I’ll give you a chance later. Think back on that day.]
“Even if you appease me, I can’t change my mind.”
[I knew it. Lesilia, you were a woman with upright convictions.]
Retina bit her tongue in regret.
The quiet silence in between was sharp. Tarsha noticed and fidgeted with her marbles.
[See you soon.]
The warrior said goodbye first.
The light faded on the communication orb, and then it cracked.
It was a receiving network that had already been caught by the enemy.
The warrior, who decided that he had nothing to write about again, stopped receiving the message at will.
Despite the brave warrior’s actions, Tarsha was not angry.
“… Please keep this a secret from your master.”
“… “
“Please.”
She only knew that a secret between the two of them was shared.
It was difficult to get to know her deeply.
Resilia, bowing down to her waist, desperately expressed her request to keep her secret.
‘My insight wasn’t wrong.’
Tarsha possessed her unique ability to look down on her insides, the Acuity.
Even if she sensed her foreign aura to the hero, the reason she took the oath in consideration was the center of her heart.
Hero Retina wanted peace with her whole heart.
She was stunned by her ironic remark that she would destroy the world for peace.
‘I don’t know whose side to take.’
The elves, who value order, wanted peace more than any other race.
But we have to fight against the demons who destroy and destroy the order of the world.
The movement went strangely.
“I will watch it for now.”
Hye-an watches her saintess as if she sees through it.
Raising her head slightly, Lesilia’s eyes curved slightly.
The saintess expressed her gratitude with all her heart.
‘Even if it’s confusing, I’ll have to stand neutral for the situation.’
Tarsha just nodded her head. She refrained from saying more.
***
The elven king, whose redemption contract was signed in the cold, naturally resigned his position.
I was taken in by the lasting pleasure, a few words from Elisa that hit my heart.
A fast-paced crowning ceremony.
“May the glory of the ancient elves be with the current king of the elves, Eleiza!”
A golden laurel crown was placed over Eliza’s head.
Eleza smiles bitterly as she meets her eyes with the demon king who has been watching her from afar.
“Tsk tsk, to think that an elf like a fairy tale sits in the king’s seat.”
“Even so, Eliza-nim and I are on good terms.”
“Heh, that makes me feel even worse… “
Tarsha narrows her brow as she crosses her arms.
The saintess was right.
The newly awarded head of Aberglow, Eleiza, agreed well.
The plans for the prosperity and survival of the race were similar.
We had such a consensus that we discussed it all night long.
“To unite the divided races, you must know each other’s ecosystem well.
I decided to select a few elves from this side and stay in the Dark Wood. Before that, though, I’ll have to convince your subordinates.”
Persuasion, in other words, means to fight.
Tar Sha, who was showing a warlike spirit, lit a twin wick in her eyes.
The prosperity of the people will be achieved only when Darkwood is saved from hallucinatory magic.
‘It’s got horns. Agares will like it very much.’
Icarut pretended not to know his men’s pervert tastes.
When the Elven races unite with each other, the unity will be strengthened and sustained.
The Dark Elves all lost their virgins.
The Aberglow elves secretly appealed to their lust for Lilith’s intrigue.
‘Since the meaning of pride has changed, it would be much better to spend time interacting with humans like this.’
Due to the demon world’s victory, the elves were on the verge of extinction.
It would be better for the Elves to interact with various races than to be isolated and confined to old ideas.
“Master… What happened to Olivia?”
“I will be in solitary confinement.”
Olivia, once the king of the elves, was placed in solitary confinement.
Under the watchful eye of the elven archer captain, she remains alone and waits tirelessly for the hero she has lost contact with.
Since I signed a redemption contract, I couldn’t hurt myself.
“Where are you planning to go?”
“I plan to go to the Albiag Imperial Library.”
The location of the holy sword that appears randomly.
A lot of them appeared in the Albiag Imperial Library.
In the middle of a deep relationship with the main heroine, Princess Elise, a quest was inserted to find the location of the holy sword.
‘Since the princess has become my other eyes, I can understand the situation in the human world.’
I remembered the princess who cried out while masturbating with a dildo alone.
She wondered if she was still masturbating all night. Lesilia pulled her arm.
“Master… Why don’t we go find the hero instead?”
Lesilia wrapped her arms around her like a snake and pressed her breasts together.
Her eyes turn red and she smiles with a charming smile.
You’re messing around again. Ikarut didn’t show his displeasure.
“The reason is?”
“You can carry the sealed holy sword as it is, right? If it’s a warrior I know, I think I’ll have it.”
There was truth in the saintess’ words.
As I played the game, I carried several weapons in my inventory.
Even if there is a holy sword, each monster that pops out of the gate has a different method of dealing with it.
When I was playing as a hero character, there was a record of dealing with the demon king with other weapons besides the holy sword.
As soon as he became a deceased person, he did not have any equipment and faced him with his bare body.
“Master, follow the footsteps of our warrior.”
A soft smile crept over Lesilia’s lips.
