Chapter 65 – Royal Capital Gaul (12)
It’s not that I haven’t thought about it.
To become real and be by Edelis’ side.
It’s obviously greedy and overzealous.
How nice would it be if it could be
Without living a limited time.
I couldn’t ask for anything more if I could live with you.
Whoa.
Only breathing was heard in the room.
Leon looked at the boy with cold eyes.
“Is it really true?”
– If you believe, it will be true.
Leon’s heart trembled.
Who would be like that
Because it is a fake, it sincerely longs for the ‘real’.
Because it is a fake, it is to find what is lacking in oneself, what is lost.
It’s fake, so it’s motivated.
“Way?”
The boy whispered cunningly like a snake.
-You can get rid of the real one. That alone can make you real. How is it, isn’t it tempting?
As the boy said, it’s not complicated, it’s simple.
Kill the real and become real.
Isn’t that what doppelgangers often do?
“Is that really all?”
-Isn’t it simple?
Don’t be simple.
What should I do, it wouldn’t be too late.
Leon pondered.
-Is that something to worry about? The answer is fixed.
That was right.
Hadn’t Edelis also said that?
Don’t give up
Her words were the driving force that moved him helpless.
Yes.
Let’s not give up.
May I be old.
“Right. After all, the answer has been decided.”
Leon approaches the boy.
The boy laughs happily.
Whoops!
The sword is swinging.
Quickly and without hesitation.
A movement that seems to cut away lingering feelings.
The boy raised his forearm to block the increased sword attack.
Kaga gag gag gag gag!
There was an incomprehensible noise that iron and cloth were facing each other.
He snorted as if Leon’s resistance was ridiculous.
– Dumb bastard.
The sword was pushed back as the boy jerked his forearm.
A majestic power attacked Leon.
After rolling on the floor a few times, Leon quickly got into his stance.
“Even if you curse at me for being stupid, there’s nothing wrong with it. I learned from my knight how not to give up.”
-It’s a problem if the will is too weak, it’s a problem if it’s strong.
Leon questioned his puzzling words.
“What do you mean?”
-That I was stupid. Don’t do something that doesn’t fit your aptitude.
A confrontation ensued.
“… You won’t just leave.”
-Because it has a purpose.
It wasn’t a tense confrontation.
It was a one-sided standoff situation in which the boy had an advantage.
Even in such an unreasonable situation, Leon was not taken aback.
-Hey, do you have confidence?
Leon shook his head from side to side.
“None.”
-You don’t have a desperate face for something like that, do you?
“I am not confident.”
-… ?
“You know what? In this inn, there is a terrifying monster that trembles if it is a demon tribe.”
-Are you a monster?
“Most humans call him a hero.”
Kuwaaaaang!
As soon as he finished speaking, the ceiling collapsed.
Debris fell naturally.
Leon moved his sword to clear away the debris falling on Edelis, and a shadow shimmered around the boy to block the debris.
Soon after, Einstein and Arya fell from the collapsed upper floor together.
After brushing off the dust from his head, Einstein raised the holy sword with an expressionless face.
“Are you okay, Prince?”
“You can see it, warrior.”
“You didn’t interrupt our conversation, did you?”
Leon waved his hand.
“It was just the right situation.”
“I’m glad. Is that the enemy?”
“It’s a demon.”
“I will have to kill you.”
As the conversation between the two continued, the boy’s face crumpled.
-I thought I would see the abominable holy sword, hero, and even a saint.
Einstein pushed Arya behind her, squinting her eyes.
“Are you proud? Today will be your memorial day.”
-You’re arrogant, it’s not even a finished product.
Joo-wook.
The new models of the two increased like candy.
Quaang!
High-speed movement.
In an instant, in this confined space, a clash of more than five points took place.
Kaka Kaga River.
It was too late for the sound to follow the movement.
Soon, a loud resonance sounded.
Kaaaaang!
It was obvious as to who had the upper hand.
Because the boy backed away.
Einstein said without even breathing.
“Aria, leave this to me and go find Azazel with Leon.”
Arya didn’t take any credit for her comment.
Being here would be a hindrance.
She knew the subject well.
And she believed in Einstein.
“Yes. Leon, let’s go.”
“Okay.”
Leon carried the sleeping Edelis on his back and followed Arya.
The boy let them go unexpectedly blandly.
“Aren’t you stopping?”
– Why?
“You’re relaxing on the subject that you’ve been crawling on because your shitline is burnt.”
-If you don’t take your time against an unfinished hero, who will you take your time on?
I mentioned the finished product earlier.
The hero is not even an industrial product, what are you saying?
“That leeway will be your signature.”
-Aren’t even a saint likely to lose to a guy who doesn’t use it properly?
It was a boy who only spit out words that scratched Einstein’s nerves.
Treating Arya as her property is unforgivable.
The warrior moved his leg.
It is safe to say that the movement crossed the space.
Even though the distance quickly closed, the boy did not panic.
It even looked like a laugh.
-You son of a warrior.
Shadows spread around him like wings.
Shadows trying to bite Einstein like the fangs of a beast.
The hero moved faster than that and left a sword scar that stretched from the boy’s waist to his shoulder blades.
The tailcoat he was wearing was torn and blood splattered in all directions.
Despite allowing a fatal attack, the boy remained calm.
– Take it as it is.
Chew.
The scars the boy wore were engraved on Einstein’s body.
Einstein, who was about to attack the boy again, staggered back.
“… This.”
While the hero hesitated, the boy’s scars were clearly regenerated.
The boy turned his neck and relaxed his shoulders.
-Did you arrogantly try to harm me without a saint?
It was a bitter smile.
* * *
Arya and Leon were making their way through the messy hallways.
The people who were staying at the hotel were leaving their rooms in dismay at the untimely commotion, adding to the confusion.
Despite the dizzying situation, the two exchanged a calm conversation.
“What floor is Miss Azazel’s room on?”
“It’s on the same 3rd floor as us.”
“I’ll have to go up one more floor.”
“Yes.”
The two hurriedly walked.
As they moved, Arya was immersed in anxiety.
This world is following the story in the novel.
As the title of the novel suggests, she has become a saint herself.
However, she was able to free herself from the cult’s clutches by Einstein.
But, then what?
If this world follows the story of the novel, there will definitely be a story that follows.
I didn’t know everything about it because I got off in the middle.
But I remember the tags clearly.
TS and drug exhaustion.
These two tags have terrible synergy.
The synergy of being infinitely cruel to the main character.
I met things that I really shouldn’t have met.
It can’t end like this.
Bad things will happen.
It is certainly.
It’s a world where you have to torture yourself to be free from your intuition.
I had to come up with a countermeasure, but I didn’t know where the problem would arise.
What does it feel like to know that only vaguely problems arise?
It’s terrible.
What if the starting point is now?
Maybe good
Oh my gosh.
Leon looked at Arya’s complexion and asked.
“You don’t look good. Do you think Lord Einstein will be defeated?”
“No, more than that, I’m worried about Azazel.”
Yes.
Azazel.
A quick-witted, intelligent, and full of aegyo child.
There’s no way she wasn’t aware of her current situation.
But why is it so quiet?
Unstable.
Clearly something bad has happened.
Arya said that Azazel liked her.
The way he pays attention even when he tickles, the way he takes off his feet and raises his voice for himself.
And to the point of being surprisingly weak on the inside.
‘I want you to be safe. Please.’
In no time, the two arrived at Azazel’s room.
And he held his breath.
It was because the door had been blown away, and the inside was full of soot.
There was also a bitter burnt smell.
“Azazel!”
Arya raised her voice.
The inside has been charred and turned into a lump of charcoal.
There’s no way Azazel was in it, but she kept calling.
“Kuuuuu”
Arya’s heart sank.
It was a scorched cry that could not be compared to human words.
Won’t be, won’t be
As Arya turned her head, there was something stuck to her skin.
Maybe my vocal cords are melting and I can’t even speak properly?
Only the rustling of the wind is heard.
Her face is unrecognizable.
Arya trembled.
She is unbelievably hideous for such a beautiful child.
It’s a terrible mockery.
“Azazel?”
“Keep it off, this one.”
I feel like I’m running out of breath
Sooner or later
I feel like dying.
No.
Where is this
Even Leon, his doppelganger, couldn’t say anything in this situation.
I just looked.
Arya was devastated.
That vibration, that shaking.
Was it an explosion from Azazel?
Then I got it.
Consent went
Her head understood, but her heart hadn’t accepted it yet.
Neither her hands nor her feet moved.
She was frozen like ice and didn’t even move.
Her head is blank
So I banged her head on her floor.
Strongly.
Thump, thump!
The forehead is torn and blood flows.
“Ms. Arya!”
What does Leon say?
It doesn’t come into her ears.
Her head rang
Perhaps because of the pain, her blankness subsided more than before.
Its eyes turn to Arya.
“Don’t worry, Azazel.”
Arya smiled.
Don’t let you die
Will save
I.
“My sister will save you.”
Bet her healing
The burned wounds had to be regenerated.
But it didn’t play.
Arya knew.
That necrotic tissue cannot be restored.
Most of her body is in a state of necrosis from burns.
There is no way to get your hands on it.
Even if she saved her, Azazel would not be able to regain her former self.
No.
You can do it.
“I’ll make it the way it was.”
It’s because it’s not enough
Holy power, skill, and earnestness.
Add strength
I pushed it into Azazel, who was no different from a living corpse.
Leon, watching this, thought it was pointless.
He set Edelis on her back around her and placed her hand on her aria’s shoulder.
“Miss Arya, it is impossible to treat Miss Azazel…”
Percussion.
Arya violently shook her hand from her shoulder.
“No.”
Like a wounded beast, bloodshot eyes.
“I can’t see you getting ruined.”
“I could.”
“Ms. Arya.”
“I can.”
Tears came out.
I didn’t mean to leave you alone
I didn’t mean to let it go
Sorry.
For making it so painful
Leave me alone
I pushed her holy power.
The more he did, the more Azazel let out a strange, twisted moan.
Dying
Why?
Is it because I’m lacking?
Is it because you can’t be like a saint?
No.
Please don’t die
Azazel.
“Eh? What are you doing?”
Arya shrieked like her machine at the voice and her throat turned.
The one in her gaze was undoubtedly Azazel.
“… Azazel?”
Her red hair was coveted, and she was washing her hands as she came out of her bathroom.
“I was cleaning it in the bathroom because my robe was dirty. But what are you doing there? He’s a demon, so if you infuse him with holy power, he’ll die… Eh?”
Arya hugged Azazel.
She held on tight
So strong that bones break.
“Oh, it hurts. Sister? What did I do wrong Is that so?”
“… I, I, I know Azazel is like that. I knew that I would die even though I kept using healing, and how, how painful it was.”
“Sister, am I a competent wizard? I’m not weak enough to lose to something like that… Ugh, sister, it’s frustrating.”
“I was really surprised to know that I was dying and disappearing.”
I felt sobbing.
Azazel gently patted Arya on the back as she cried.
“Crybaby sister, don’t cry.”
“You can’t disappear, Azazel.”
It is a voice that is desperate and even desperate.
Azazel choked her breath.
Had I been worrying her so much?
Behave shamefully.
On the topic of stealing someone else’s man.
My love for Einstein has not cooled down yet.
Because it makes it impossible to hate.
“It doesn’t disappear.”
Can’t win.
How will you win
Such a pathetic, cute person.
You have no choice but to lose
“Rather than that, the prince is watching too, so why don’t you stop? It’s embarrassing.”
“Azazel. I’m glad, I’m really glad.”
Arya hugged Azazel for a while.
