Chapter 88 – Episode 88: Constellation, Helpless Nightmare 3
A tie instead of a handkerchief?
The mind of a well-informed woman in a world where men and women are reversed was more interesting than I thought.
The lance charge of the heavy cavalry who are out to protect the artillery.
The hordes of monsters rushing in like waves and the steel troops trampling on them
Because I had a romance that made a man’s heart thump.
[Constellation, a romance song, I am thrilled that you healed my knight]
[Constellation, a romance song, I pledge to dedicate the glory of the next war to you]
“How should I repay this favor?”
Of course, seeing how the Constellation and the Incarnation are acting burdensomely, it feels like his chest is shrinking after becoming grand.
It’s a bit strange situation because she tried to treat me like a rich girl with her tone, attitude, and gaze.
It’s a bit awkward to be treated as a constellation, but it’s awkward to treat her like a pretty lady, so she shrinks.
I’d rather fuck with bad mouthed bitches.
If you continue to use a soft, feminine tone, you sometimes miss the Yagada Kims of your previous life.
A comfortable relationship where we showed each other everything we wouldn’t see while calling each other this bastard.
Of course, it reminds me of rusty canned food and receiving rations of leaves that have turned brown due to cultivation mistakes.
The thought that it is better to just use a feminine tone immediately follows.
It’s because I miss human relationships, not life.
Thinking so, I ran away from Hwashin’s burdensome gaze.
Patients and caregivers were all knights from the West Continent, so I couldn’t adapt to them because they were all lined up and looking at me awkwardly.
“Then, take good care of the rest of the patients.”
“Yes, Constellation.”
While I came as an alter ego, I wanted to look around the patients’ space, so I moved my steps there.
It was because various constellations had things that would help patients, so it was new every time I came.
Aside from the points and effects, it was fun to look at the enchanted items.
Mentally cured but physically weak and in need of some recuperation, patients waiting for their turn,
And a building at the academy with a bunch of their caregivers.
Walk slowly while looking at the bonfires that light up the interior of the building.
It was annoying for people who knew who I was to bow their heads every time our eyes met, but I’ll have to put up with that.
While looking around the space where the patients were staying, I encountered a bunch of white hair.
“What is it, Sibal?”
Even in a world with constellations and incarnations, in the space where patients stay
I didn’t expect a bunch of pure white hair that could have reached up to the waist of a person rolling around.
A swear word came out of my mouth. When Kim Ha-eun explained to me, I never said anything like this.
As if I had heard the swear words that flowed out without my knowledge, the white hairs stood still.
What’s this called, Samoyed?
If you look closely, you can see that it is a large dog that has gained a lot of weight and has become round.
He was crouching in the corner of the hallway as if he had been sneaking somewhere.
‘It’s a space with patients, so it must be safe.’
Thinking they were playing tag, she calmly put her hand on the stopped hair.
I am satisfied with the soft touch that swallows up to my wrist.
“There will be no one around,” He muttered softly, stroking the soft, hot dog’s skin and the hairball that held its warmth anciently.
“Hey, what kind of god are you, too?”
The answer came from an unexpected place.
[Constellation, the loyal canine says that the child is also a patient]
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A large bed of straw, like a hamster house, and the faint smell of dry grass rising from the floor.
If the space of a giant tree that does not wither is a beautiful botanical garden, this space seemed to be able to be described as a cozy nest.
“Well, sit down anyway. I have nothing to entertain guests, would you like a drink?”
A big furry looking grin.
Yes, it was the beast race in front of me.
A werewolf with a white chin and gray and black fur on the cheeks, forehead, head and back.
Not the hideous werewolves from cartoons or movies, he was really a wolf that walked on two legs.
The two-legged wolf, grinning until all his white fans were exposed, slithered a white liquid into the rugged bowl.
I’m not sure whether it’s alcohol made from grains like makgeolli or animal milk, but the sweet smell tickles my nose.
“He’s a messenger I’ve been holding dear. He’s put on some weight now, but what a nimble guy he is.”
The loyal canine, pouring alcohol into my glass, slumps to the floor.
The appearance of drinking alcohol without paying attention to whether or not the hair on the side of the mouth is wet is unbelievable.
His voice his is sloppy, and his actions his are just like that.
“You ran around well and threw your body to save an incarnation despite being a messenger. Whether it’s a specter or a ghost, I couldn’t run because I was caught by an unpleasant ghost. After that, I had a lot of trouble because I was stuck with my skin.”
I thought he was also a man from a world similar to mine.
If you sent my messenger to me to seek treatment, would you have poisoned me?
In addition, if this was an alter ego, if there was a strong poison that could even kill a Constellation just because an alter ego drank poison, the academy would have blocked it.
With that thought in mind, I drank all the way through the pure white wine.
The savory milk-like sweetness that fills the mouth, and the scent of alcohol that rises quickly.
‘What is this? It tastes like milk caramel.’
For some reason, the taste of milk caramel that I ate to wake up in the army made me sick of it, so I gulped down a drink and wiped my mouth.
I thought it would be strong and bitter because it’s a drink served by a werewolf close to 2m tall, but it’s so sweet that you can drink it without a snack.
“You drink with pleasure. I have a favor to ask of you, so take whatever you want.”
“Request?”
Heh, he says with a smile typical of a beast with fangs showing.
“This world is so strange. Afraid of death, don’t they support the sinner who tried to survive until the end using loyalty as an excuse? There are a lot of females who go one step further and talk about honor and pride and behave disrespectfully.”
A low growing voice sends chills down your spine.
The feeling I felt when I faced a creature in a dark tunnel.
That primordial feeling that barbarism, not civilization, threatens my life.
“I heard that you are a shaman who handles dreams. Then can you make me dream the dream I want too?”
At the same time as that request, the world spins.
The phenomenon of being swept away by someone else’s magic, as if you had glimpsed the memory of a burning tyrant or an unfading giant tree.
The ability to manipulate magical power has improved considerably, but is it because the amount of magical power is still insufficient?
Or is it because of the alcohol he inhaled in succession after being hit in the mouth?
“Um, you want to do my opponent? It’s okay, when two males are in one place, there is bound to be a battle for rank. I smell bloody from you. I’m sure he’s not a nice boy who doesn’t know the world.”
The feel of the grass tickling my bare feet and the large moon filling the dark night sky.
Under the white full moon that fills the field of view as if it were a supermoon, a werewolf with stiff hairs reveals it to me.
Before I can comprehend the situation, my vision goes round and round.
It’s not that I’m moving in a dream, I’m getting a strong shock to my jaw.
The werewolf who kicked off the ground and ran into it punched me in the jaw.
What are the Constellations doing to each other? Before I can even question it, I feel annoyed from the depths of my heart.
‘Since when did you solve it by talking, damn it.’
A world of unconsciousness where abilities are limited to an alter ego that does not feel pain.
There, he was beaten by the jaw, so is there any reason to stop fighting to have a conversation?
I grabbed the foot kicking my stomach with both hands and twisted it as if I was squeezing it.
The cool-headed reason whispers that it is because of the magical power flowing from the full moon.
However, the head that was hit and dazed was fully armed with the mindset that it was necessary to educate that Dingchil.
Seeing how they talk about females and males, war and honor, if they get beaten up like a dog, they won’t gossip about it.
There were no flashy arts or sophisticated techniques.
“This bastard is real!”
There is no pain, but there is a sound of blows and the sight is turned around, and there is a sense of dizziness in the head, so the blood rushes to the head.
Aiming for the face, he rammed his forehead into the fist that was pierced from above.
While my vision was turning, I grabbed the wrist that was returning and bit it as it was.
Because it seems difficult to kill a 2m muscle mass with bare hands…
“Cheuk-! You’re crazy, really! I didn’t know that I would be bitten by Hume after living!”
A crunching sound came from his cheeks and ears, and his mouth was forcibly opened.
I raise my head for a moment thinking that I don’t know why I’m fighting,
I was hit once, but the thought of how not to fight immediately succeeded in subduing the reactionary molecule in my heart.
One hit, one hit.
Hit once, bitten once.
A fishy iron taste in the mouth. When he spit out loud, dog hair was spit out along with bloody saliva.
It’s me, there’s no pain, even if I run, that guy with his fur covered in blood and his fur covered in blood
I was giggling at how good it was.
As the cool wind sweeping across the fields swept between us in a brief lull,
The cold sensation cools my head a little now.
Just like when he was a burning tyrant, he seems to be swept away by other people’s magical powers, perhaps because of his unique abilities.
“Whoa, this was a request-“
“Who wants to end it?”
As I took a step forward, my vision returned with the sound of a pop.
Through the turned vision, drops of blood can be seen splattered across the meadow.
I also feel that reason is completely leaving my dizzy head.
‘Well, don’t drink well. What are you doing here?’
The mind is clouded and the body is hot.
Words that are different from the thoughts in my head come out of my mouth.
I could feel the abnormally fast-moving magical energy enveloping my whole body.
My mind is clouded as if I am falling asleep.
