Chapter 84 – Heretic Saint, Forbidden Nun (17)
11. Heretic Saint, Forbidden Nun (17)
No. No. No. No. No.
If you go on like this, you will all die. It will all be eaten. The body will be split and the soul will be pawned.
That, yes run away now… Can’t you hit? Nonsense! Where is this!
Oh right. What about Kaya, Shay and Sestia? Like this… Are you all going to die? Really? No. Nonsense. It’s really nonsense. How strong are Kaya and Shay? Not to mention Cestia. It’s nonsense, really.
Ah.
Is it.
The real fear for me is this situation right now. Ate a room That one shot is really fatal, and it hurts so much that it could be the last one.
[Health]
Shay 12/20
Kaya 6/16
Eugene 9/17
Cestia 3/24
[Mentality]
Shay (Lethargy): -96
Kaya (Obsession) : -88
Eugene (confused): -75
Cestia (Intemperance): -89
Habit was scary. I think I’m going to die, I’m afraid that everyone will die, but I was scared to see myself checking the condition of the warriors. Even in this hopeless situation, the will itself to continue fighting felt futile.
Look
It wouldn’t be strange if Cestia died physically anytime, and it wouldn’t be strange if someone else’s mind collapsed. As she already realized when she was hit by the bosses’ attack, she didn’t have to check the exact figures to further heighten the despair she is feeling now…
For a moment.
Why.
I feel like I didn’t check something.
Sestia, who is both an enemy and an ally, who became my slut partner after taking all the attacks, and thanks to her, Kaya and Shay, whose appearance is at least normal. And…
“I’m sorry, I’m sorry, I’m sorry, I’m sorry, I’m sorry…”
It was only now that the figure of the fearful Saint Bestia came into view outside of her five steps, kneeling down on her knees and continuing to ask for an apology. She seemed to be crying because she was really sad. He met her guilty eyes.
She seemed really, truly sorry. She seemed genuinely guilty.
However.
Why are you so disgusting
“Fuck bitch.”
“…”
I couldn’t help but swear. I couldn’t stand it. So I couldn’t stand it Maybe it was because I thought it was the fucking last, so the filtering seemed to have disappeared.
“If you were going to feel sorry for doing that, why not just bite your tongue and go after it? Uh? Damn, her own life is so fucking precious. It can be. It could be… Wouldn’t it be humiliating to just say I’m sorry while shedding fucking tears in a fucking situation like this?”
“No, no, no! It was not my will!!!”
“Okay. It wasn’t my intention if I was really fucking sorry. Thanks I got it Aren’t you ashamed of the brothers and sisters who burned their souls after repenting, even if they died for the sake of your fucking years? Well, that’s why she was unreservedly attacking her teacher, sister, and superior who raised her like her own daughter. What a fucking bitch.”
“No!!!”
“Okay? Really?”
“Not really… I, I tried! I resisted to the end!!!”
“Suicide then. I’m fucking a disgusting baby who is disgusting behind the fuck and asks you to bite your tongue and scramble. Then I’ll admit it. I’ll remember you A nun who resisted and was martyred, even though she abandoned her faith.”
Bestia’s face twisted grotesquely. I don’t think it’s because he was hurt by my vitriol… She seemed to be like that because, as she said, she was ‘resisting’.
After a while, her face, which was sincerely begging for her apology, turned into an expressionless expression, as if not a drop of blood would be shed.
“Okay. I’d rather be like that.”
“[Did you temporarily push some of the fear away through anger? It’s a typical phenomenon that isn’t particularly special.]”
“I see. Just a while ago, I was so scared of what I was doing that I wanted to give it all up, but since I got mad at the bitch apologizing to us profusely, I can speak well and my head is spinning. Should I say thank you? Even in this way, I made you forget the fear you were talking about.”
[Remaining HP 26/248]
It was only then that I was able to confirm what I hadn’t been able to confirm.
That is to face the guy (fear) who has no desire to resist.
So I checked my remaining stamina, and I thought it was worth doing more than I thought.
“[Certainly you are a peculiar being. He showed me how to overcome fear, even temporarily. But I wonder if your colleagues will be able to do it.]”
“Under.”
Certainly, he wasn’t wrong. In particular, I don’t know how Sestia did it, but she even woke up and protected Kaya while she was passing out, and Shay’s mentality was -96. She was like Kaya.
‘The disgusting masked guy’s wide-area energy was pouring out earlier. Then it’s Kaya’s turn now.’
But the guy is wrong.
I wonder if my comrades can get over it?
It was such an easy question that it didn’t even feel worth answering directly.
Instead of answering, I moved to action. He moved Cestia’s body, which was moving up and down her slightly. Then I saw Kaya and Shay struggling to get up somehow.
While wiping the blood from Sestia’s mouth, she watched her colleagues’ ‘resistance’. It was similar to when I faced the Hand of Fear, the boss of Area 1, but it felt different.
Is it because I know and understand their lives to some extent, and my relationship with them deepens? I felt like I knew what the horrors they had been through, what true fear was for them.
Even in the midst of that, she seemed to be in danger of being chastised by bastards, as I had seen in my vision the other day, in the case of Kaya, who was trying to support Shay rather than herself. There, a nun whose name is unknown appears, and the end of Eoyeongbuyeong… Perhaps just before her, her nun, who had been watching over her, had been badly beaten. Instead of Kaya.
The person you took out of the gutter is going to get in trouble? So she becomes a battle nun of the Church of La Ella, becomes a hero, and the future of being a lover with me is completely destroyed?
Kaya would have no fear like that. Perhaps the menace of her bastards that haunted her was actually her Shay’s blind Claymore, and her unnamed nun was Cestia.
And while being supported by Kaya, Shay, who glares at her Bestia, is probably… She must have experienced the time she was bullied by Ethan again. She doesn’t know how she escaped and how she became a crusader of the Order of Justitia, but she probably dreamed of revenge. The problem with her is that it was actually Cestia who was struck by the sword of revenge.
In any case, the two started to stand up, relying on each other. The jealousy, longing, and awkwardness we had for each other were nowhere to be found. They were warriors of reversal. He was a precious colleague who went through life and death many times together. She was a woman in a similar situation who followed a man and a captain at the same time, and a priest who was impressed by the great struggle and sacrifice of the nun.
These two, who were lonely and afraid of everything because they were alone.
Now.
It was together.
“Tell me one more time, you fear-giving voyeurist pervert.”
Kaya picked up the mace. Shay picked up the Claymore.
“What’s wrong with my colleagues?”
Kaya couldn’t lift the mace. It was the same for Shay. But they didn’t give up.
Shay put down the Claymore. Then he clung to Kaya. She raised her arm from underneath. The force was weak, but the mace, which Kaya alone couldn’t lift, was slowly moving away from the floor.
“These women are much better than me, who were scared of people themselves and locked themselves in the corner of a room and only played games like crippled people… No matter how many times you fall, there’s no way you can’t overcome it. Fuck you.”
The mace rested on Kaya’s shoulder. As if Shay had exhausted all her strength, she sat down. But she didn’t faint again. She looked up at Kaya and nodded her head.
Kaya gripped her mace with both of her hands. It was very awkward and precarious to see her step forward, with her mace head resting on her right, barely supported by her hands. The fear bastard wearing Bestia’s skin spoke. Even as the mace drew closer to her, she was quite calm. Even if she dies, she will not die, but this. After all, he was a prickly pup.
“[Anger followed by dependence. Interesting.]”
“With that face, with that voice… Don’t disdain Bestia any longer. Disappear to where it should be.”
[Everything according to God’s will]
[Kaya dealt 8 damage to the fearful Saint Bestia.]
[Remaining HP 18/248]
The mace contained no strength. It was more accurate to say that he was swung rather than swung. But Kaya never missed the mace, and somehow she managed to land a good hit.
[Sestia skips her turn.]
[Sestia is freed from the abnormal state ‘stunning’.]
Cestia’s turn, which was fainting, was passed over. Even if she hadn’t fainted, it seemed impossible for her to do anything, so she didn’t feel sorry for her. Sestia has already served one, no, more than three.
Now it was Shay’s turn. She had been frozen in a crouching position earlier. But then Kaya trudged back and helped Shay up this time. She was the opposite of before. Kaya moved behind her on Shay’s back and supported her arm. She dropped her mace and took up her Shay’s Claymore. Her long-blade claymore scraped the floor, but she managed to lift Shay as well.
As one body, the two limped forward. Seeing that, I wondered if I could wield a Claymore.
‘Still… I won’t give up.’
With her mind on the verge of collapse, Shay could have just been following her body’s lead. Maybe she could have missed her claymore right now and sat down and abandoned her turn.
Even if that was the case, I thought no one could blame Shay. It was even more so when she experienced the cannibalization herself. Shay now, she’s really dead walking and it’s like walking dead.
At one point, Kaya collapsed. She seemed unable to move any further. Not to mention Cestia, this turn will be the last for Shay with a probability close to 100%.
Shay closed her eyes and muttered something of her own. As she heard familiar phrases intermittently, she felt like a prayer. But she didn’t have the same silver glow as before.
“Finally, with my will…”
Shay summoned the last of her strength and threw her claymore.
[Judgement of Justice]
[Shay inflicted 6 damage to the fearful Saint Bestia.]
[Remaining HP 12/248]
[The fearful Saint Bestia resists the judgment.]
[Vestia, the fearful saint, resists the status abnormality ‘fainting’.]
[A brand of judgment is engraved on the fearful Saint Bestia.]
[Stigma lasts for 3 turns.]
It was quiet.
I was the only one of us standing intact. The masked guy didn’t look at all nervous, as if he thought that I would collapse after one useless attack, and Bestia was still looking at me with an expressionless expression.
‘Is it good to be fast? If I get another chance like this.’
Put strength in her hand.
Remaining stamina 12.
Now my expected damage was 4-15, so I had enough stamina to catch it even without a critical hit.
“I’ve said it before, but I need to say it properly one more time.”
I raised my axe, hoping that this attack would be the last in a good way.
“You’re a big ass!”
[Crush the head]
Quad Deuk–
The moment when I felt an unpleasant but certain sensation cutting through my bones and muscles.
[Eugene inflicted 13 damage to the fearful Saint Bestia.]
“This, this, what is this! What nonsense! I must have been swallowed up by fear, but why why why why why why!!!”
[Remaining HP -1/248]
“Thank you…”
“I can’t do this!!! How, how prepared, Daegye, to… !”
[The fearful Saint Bestia and the fearful High Priest Findlier die at the same time.]
Bestia shed tears and gave thanks, and the masked guy shed tears and desperately met his end.
Their corpses turned to blood and disappeared.
“It’s noisy until the fucking baby is behind. .”
[You have completely cleared Instant Dungeon.]
I quietly closed my eyes.
