Chapter 242 – Ep.17 – Destiny
“Why would you come all the way here and confess a lie? I’m serious.”
Helen pulls out a sharp piece of metal stuck on the outside of her ribs. Her face was distorted considerably as if she felt her pain too.
“Ha… You asked me several times why I kept you alive, right?”
Blood is leaking out of the hole.
Unluckily
It seems like a pretty important part has been pierced. Area where blood flow is concentrated…
“I thought it would be fun, and I thought I could still use it more! I was going to trick it all the way to the Demon Continent and kill it as soon as it came, but I was curious to see how it was struggling.”
Perhaps because of the pain, vivid tears well up in the corners of her eyes. As Delrin looks at it, she vaguely realizes that the wound she just stabbed was her fatal wound.
“Why, don’t you know this development? You’ve seen it many times in that comfortable original world. In fact, the dark side was nearby. Ta-da! The development that I was actually a bad guy…”
Nevertheless, Helen continues to provoke Delrin with her words, and the more she does, the more water forms in Delrin’s eyes.
“I didn’t know you were that kind of person.”
“When did you have a good eye for people? You didn’t?”
Trembling with her still intact right hand, Delrin picks up a rock from the ground.
He is a man who has never properly swung even a stone the size of his fist.
He prepares.
“He was faking it from the beginning?”
“So that’s it.”
Helen also makes her preparations across from him.
If you see him muttering something to the wound, he is probably praying to heal the wound.
Strangely enough, blood keeps pouring out of her hole.
“Huh.”
Helen feels bitter as she looks at the wound that never seems to heal.
“Nothing is going to work. You haven’t listened to my prayers since a while ago.”
Delrin senses that this situation is an opportunity. I don’t know why, but she insists on hand-to-hand combat, and for some reason she seems unable to use the prayers she usually uses.
“You’re thinking of it as an opportunity, right?
Ah, wouldn’t it be worth it if you were injured like that-
Like this.”
Of course, as Helen said,
It doesn’t change the fact that the fight is unfavorable to Delrin.
“You already know that the world isn’t so easy, Delrin.”
“I know.”
Therefore, the two continue their confrontation while maintaining an appropriate distance and glaring at each other.
One step,
One step again.
“… But I’ll ask you again. Did you really lie from the beginning?”
“Ha-how many times do I have to tell you for you to believe me?”
The moderately moist soil sinks quietly every time you step on it.
The flowers that have bloomed sparsely open their petals and look at the two even though the sun has not yet risen.
“Even when you and I are alone together talking about my future?”
“You mean when you gave advice? Haha, be pure.”
A drop of blood,
Two drops,
Buried in the ground without a sound.
Bright red petals flutter in the warm night breeze.
“What can’t anyone do? If it’s to make a long-held wish come true.”
“Was everything you cried or laughed in front of me a lie?”
“Yes.”
The background is so beautiful that Delrin can’t believe it.
The woman named Helen, who is walking together in this unknown space, and the archbishop who is trying to kill her feel truly beautiful and pathetic.
“I deliberately took some tricks to get you here. It’s all thanks to me that you got tangled up with that crazy queen again. Thanks to you, you didn’t give up God’s protection either. That’s what I was aiming for.”
The blowing wind echoes in my ears like a melody.
It becomes a sad and anxious melody,
It circles around the two.
“Well, God will grant your wish. However, it’s only one Hero who has this blessing. If all kinds of random things come to you asking for your wish, how annoying will God be?”
Helen shouts, showing off her bony wrists.
There is a quite familiar tattoo on her wrist.
“There is only one sun and one moon, so how can there be two chosen ones? Isn’t that right?”
The tattoo is slightly different from the one Delrin had before, but has a similar energy.
“A hero is a title used for someone like me. It is not a title suitable for a flower in a greenhouse, like you, who has lived in another world with no idea where it is, without a drop of blood on his hands!”
Little by little, the clues come together.
Now I understand why she used Delrin’s wrist tattoo to show all kinds of futures.
She also has God’s protection and the warrior’s tattoo.
Maybe she was using the hero’s power before that.
“A hero is someone who is willing to shoulder the burden for a deeper purpose, not an imbecile man like you who can’t use any of his abilities properly!”
Delrin, looking at the protection on her wrist, did not feel the slightest sense of discomfort or awkwardness. That is definitely the same type of protection as the one he possessed.
“So, is it okay if I kill you now? Don’t you understand at this point? I’ll kindly explain it all to you…”
All those words that are spoken in pain, as if they were evil, cause pain to Delrin.
“I am saying that this world no longer needs indecisive fools like you. There is no such thing as a great and godly mission like mine for a man like you who is better suited to selling his body in a brothel or being a slave.”
However, it is not a feeling of betrayal or anger,
It’s because of pity that I don’t know why.
“He’s just being swayed around by women, and all he knows how to do is laugh, flirt, and fawn.”
If everything she showed up until now was a lie,
“He’s stupid, has no strength, and is only a small person.”
If that’s really true,
“A person like you, who only makes decisions that result in losses, can’t possibly be a hero. Aren’t you a stupid protagonist that only fits in a shallow novel?”
Why was her brief kiss with her so sad and heartbreaking?
“So, I would like you to die after making me enjoy it a little more. The sin of causing trouble is enough. Ah, but you don’t feel unfair if you die now, right? You died knowing everything about what was going on, so in a way, it is a noble reward.”
Helen stumbles and aims the pointed end of the iron piece at Delrin again.
“Attack properly. Isn’t the last boss a bit strong?”
“Instead, I don’t have a second phase.”
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Ironically, the final confrontation in the space of the gods has no grandeur or sublimity left.
The two tumble between the trees in a tangled state, swinging the tools in their hands to increase the number of wounds one by one.
Of course, as mentioned earlier, the irrational structure of the two did not change at all. The awl-like metal that Helen holds in her hand will drain Delrin’s blood if she accidentally brushes against it, and the natural objects that Delrin wields, such as stones and tree branches, are not enough to kill a person.
In order to wield them and subdue an opponent, sufficient strength is required, but the difference between the two genders, along with the physical differences between people from another world and people from Earth, is overwhelming.
No matter how tired Helen is, Delrin is just as tired.
The probability of Delrin winning this match is significantly low.
“Kek! Hehe…!”
As this clearly shows, it is Delrin whose body is in disarray.
He is thrown around on the moist soil and nameless grass, and falls off after being hit five or six times for one hit.
“Okay, now it’s starting to hurt a bit, right? This is fate!”
Helen has lost enough of her blood, but she still shows no sign of collapse.
She is still able to humiliate Delrin by kicking him and driving a wedge into his fallen body.
It’s not that long, so it can’t completely pierce the body, but it’s enough to penetrate muscles and organs…
“There are more things in the world that cannot be changed. Not even you! That nature never changes. Never…”
As if she was still not satisfied with that piece of metal, Helen took out a palm-sized cross from within the width of her skirt with her trembling hands.
Holding it upside down and pulling on her top,
Moreover, a sword blade shining blue appears.
“So please die now.”
I approached Delrin, who was crawling and trying hard to survive,
Helen grabs her head and slowly lifts it.
The defenseless and exposed Delrin was still shaking and waving her arms wildly.
“… There’s no need to fight so hard, right? It’s not because you really think you can win.”
I grabbed his neck with my left hand to make him calm down a little more,
Let me lean my back against the tree,
If you raise it so high that your feet do not touch it and bring it to eye level…
“Delin. Life is so unreasonable. It might be easier to die in a hurry.”
Delrin’s face begins to turn bright red. Her blood flow is concentrated in her head, and her strength slowly drains.
“Goodbye now, my warrior.”
Helen’s right arm slowly retreated behind her,
The dagger in the cross held in her right hand,
Aiming for the center of Delrin’s ship, it rips through her air.
Ting-!
