Chapter 86 – Lights Under the Moonlight // Part 1 Complete
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Unlike the song of the stars and moon that embroidered the sky, there are not many lights on the ground.
What remains in the bleak night air is the softened vitality of the lives that live by seeing the light. And, only the low sighs of those who live through the night.
“… “
A woman is sitting in the middle. She spends her time alone, staring at her own light.
There was a clear sound with a pong,
Tak again and leave a afterglow.
Again pong-
Tak again-
Her unique magic tool, which her woman always carries, becomes a companion through the night, waking up the silence in the sad forest.
She is waiting
She doesn’t even know who she’s waiting for, but she has a strange belief that she will soon meet the one she’s been waiting for.
The woman’s eyes are directed to the light of the magic tool that blooms and goes out, and her mouth gently mumbles up and down a plump cigar that is meaninglessly bitten.
“Pooh-“
It’s already been three days since I left the Holy Land.
Normally, I would have to hasten her steps more busily to meet the Queen of Alba Thor, but
This woman has no intention of leaving. No, the place where she is now is her destination.
The woman waits
No matter how long it takes, I will sit here and wait every day.
She has already finished talking to her cardinal and has no other options.
She is the only one in this world who knows why she came here. Only the cardinal and himself.
“Pooh-“
What. If it wasn’t fun, I’d probably politely decline and just sit around as usual. Even if it is a mission from God.
Since she is a woman who serves God, she must have a really outrageous and funny mindset, but her ability is probably recognized by everyone.
An archbishop who lives on cigarettes and alcohol. Nevertheless, she is a woman with outstanding divine power.
“Hmm.”
Her Woman Fumbles In Her Own Pockets A unique tool enshrined there. A great cigar cutter that looks like a guillotine and helps you cut off the tip of a cigar.
The woman immediately fitted the cigar she was biting into the hole and cut it off properly. The bit of her saliva is neatly cut away, and now the woman takes her cigar back and starts smoking in earnest.
Her name is Helen.
Externally, it is known that she was dispatched to investigate the trend of the recent [Phil Marc Incident] In Albator, but
In fact, she was sent because of a strange dream she had a few days ago.
“Hmm.”
The tip of the cigar begins to blacken along her hand. The blackened part burns with a bright light every time Helen opens her mouth.
Smoke escapes from her mouth and disperses into the air. Feeling the strong scent warming the cool night air, Helen’s left eyebrow rose involuntarily. This cigar, given to me by the cardinal as consolation, seems particularly fragrant.
Her cigar begins to burn reliably, and Helen hums her song as she exhales the smoke from her mouth.
It’s a pretty big mission for her, and maybe her last mission of her own.
She just enjoys a cigar without any sign of it. I focus on the heavy scent that lingers in her mouth.
She enjoys a cigar, then pulls out a bottle from her waistband and takes a sip.
As she enjoys acting again, she tips the bottle.
She spends such a long night waiting for those who will go on the road together.
“… Oh.”
It wasn’t a very long wait.
As she sits still, a group of women and a man begin to appear in her field of vision.
“Soon~”
Is it a monologue or a song?
Helen muttered to herself and looked at them quietly.
Doesn’t look friendly at all
Doesn’t fit,
But women who don’t seem to think of each other as colleagues.
“Hmm.”
Helen put smoke in her mouth, then exhaled it again.
“Mmm.”
As if she wasn’t even aware of her presence, the women started fighting with each other.
There is no separate plate.
Even if I brought in the local market bastards, they would fight less than that.
However, Helen smiles.
The combination of the girls who look so interesting beyond all else captivates the heart.
As she saw in her dream, looking at the girls who are so full of individuality that they don’t mix properly, Helen just thinks, ‘This will be quite fun in the future.’
“It’s still Her Majesty’s Taryeong. Crazy year. You are the best.”
Hearing the famous thief’s gossip, Helen pulls out her cigar and turns to them.
“Whew… How to do this… “
The little man sandwiched between the women sighs.
Hmm.
That’s the guy
It looks pretty cute.
The focal point that brings each woman together.
Warriors of warriors.
“When you don’t know what to do, you need advice.”
“… ?”
The eyes of the five are directed towards Helen.
Helen thinks of a pleasant future ahead,
As it was, she slowly moved forward.
“What?”
A thief who rises with a dagger in his hand.
Not only she, but other women also begin to prepare for the unexpected.
“Oops. Lay down your weapons. She has no intention of fighting, and she is just a woman who is not good at fighting.”
Helen walks slowly. In line with her leisurely gait, the flame in front of the cigar also flickers.
“Whoa… “
Where should I start talking?
“It hasn’t been long since we lit the fire, so it’s okay if we talk while smoking it?”
They are all strong, but
When put together, it looks like a mess…
“We… Warriors.”
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Even if I turn my eyes and look elsewhere, there is not much light.
In the sleeping quarters of the queen who wakes up alone and is out of breath, only a small sleeping light is burning.
“Heo-euk, hee-heuk… Kkeuk-heuk…”
Suddenly waking up, she trembled and hurriedly looked around her. The man who should have been by her side is nowhere to be seen.
“Deh, Delrin? Delrin?”
Looking around her dark bedroom, she hurriedly raises her body.
The only thing her beautiful hands could catch as she frantically groped around was the silence left alone and the cool moonlight hovering over her bedroom.
“Delrin…!”
The impact of breaking his head in two made the Queen shake her hands. It seems that the touch still lingers on her fingertips.
“Dell… Oops! Oops…”
Searching desperately for her man, she groped frantically and ended up rolling under her bed.
However, there is no room for pain. The queen immediately staggers up and calls her man’s name.
“Delrin! Uh, where are you? Yes?”
The fear of killing a loved one,
The anxiety that he is not by her side haunts the queen at the same time.
“Your Majesty, what’s going on!”
The knights guarding the queen’s bedroom outside hurriedly come inside at the urgent voice heard from inside.
“Uh, what…”
They must see The image of the queen shedding tears of evil.
“But, there’s no Delrin… I killed it…”
“Yes?”
The knights question the queen, not understanding the words she spits out.
“Ah…”
The queen whimpers at the dumb women, then rummages through her drawers as if she hastily realized something.
I can’t see the diary I’ve written since I started Delrin’s teaching assistant.
The key to his leash, the rice bowl that was set aside next to him,
There are no memories left of him.
“…”
The Queen looks at it blankly and thinks.
Did I have a long, long dream?
“Call me…”
No.
It’s not a dream.
His face, his flesh,
His smell, his expression,
His tears, his smiles,
His breath, his gaze…
Everything is vivid
“Call them all!”
The knights are taken aback by the queen’s sudden unholy command, and hurriedly run out through the hallway to inform others of the queen’s order.
The lights in the castle are turned on one by one.
The light under the moonlight is getting bigger and bigger.
The queen’s hot fire wakes people up and defies the night.
“Go get it! Quickly!”
The queen cries as if screaming.
Truly disturbing delusions are constantly running in her head. No, I would have to say that it is not a delusion, but a clear understanding towards the situation.
Has been loaded
His death turned back time.
“No. No. No… Absolutely no…”
It reminds me of Philmarck and Neva, who seemed to already know his ability. There is no law that the other three women are not aware of their abilities.
“I hate it, I hate it… I hate it…”
The Queen sobs and throws her things. The way he throws whatever he can get his hands on is like watching an angry child.
“I hate it! I hate it!”
Scratching your head,
Screaming,
Due to her destructive behavior of throwing and destroying everything, the castle lights up one by one.
“Huh… Kkeuk…”
A mirror enters the field of vision of the queen who is so riotous.
The image of himself, reddened with tears, is so ugly and shabby.
Her, but what upsets her even more than her own…
“Sir Baal! Aaaaagh!”
She is alone in her reflection in the mirror.
That the man I had been with all this time is no longer by my side.
And, that there are hateful things targeting that man.
Clink-
The mirror is shattered.
The broken mirror now bears countless images.
With anger, sorrow, jealousy, bitterness, disgust,
Many images of the Queen were reflected in the mirror.
Part 1 – A Little Strange Warrior Party
Complete.
