Chapter 192 – Suga
“A lot of strange things are happening these days. Anyone who sees it will think I’ve become a villain.”
Aren’t you afraid of the emperor, the real villain?
Wouldn’t a magical girl from the past attack you without hesitation?
Right in front of my eyes, I saw my boss, whom I hadn’t seen in a long time, praying to God in hopes of killing me.
Unique magic is, in a sense, the user’s mind itself.
Mental growth and regression may make them stronger or weaker, but such changes usually happen slowly, over many years.
It is not something that happens in an instant.
What just happened right in front of my eyes is not enough to be described as a small miracle, which requires strong willpower and a dramatic situation to make it explode in an instant.
I was proud that Suga’s sincere reformation came to my mind, and at the same time, a part of my heart was complicated.
This is because the god Suga speaks of is me.
You prayed to me to kill me.
It’s a funny joke.
-Breakfast!!
“It’s dangerous! Please move! If you keep doing this, I’ll just use live ammunition!”
“It’s okay, so wait. What’s so urgent?”
“Does that sound even when I see those teeth?
“Is that so?”
“I’m sure you’ll freeze to death!”
When T-rex lifted his head, Suga slid down like on a slide and landed on top of his back.
Let alone attacking, it seems difficult to keep one’s body in check.
However, it seemed that the now free 2m head would open its mouth and attack him at any moment.
One tooth must be well over 30cm.
Did that fantasy even materialize the overwhelming mass of the owner of the earth 150 million years ago?
What about the dental power of over 7 tons?
Can you tear my flesh and crush my bones to the point of lethal wounds?
Shall we try an experiment?
As the tips of his lips twitched in the bloody heat, the wolf danced a tired expression.
“Ah, you’re such a crazy thrill addict…! Just try cosplaying as a normal person again.”
“Yeah, I don’t want to hear from the idiot who put dynamite on the cliff above her head and set it off.”
“If you can’t talk…!!”
The Wolf Dancer, who said that, took out his trumpet weapon, which he had carefully tucked away in his arms.
The only single-action revolver of the three pistols I carry with me at all times.
The varnished wood features an archaic curved grip and an oversized body.
.457 Caliber Walker Colt.
Length 40 cm, weight 2 kg.
A six-shot pistol with too much poop power to cause frequent gunpowder explosions… The Wolf Dancer explained it one day.
2 kg is about as light as a dumbbell.
Having strong poop power is not the only advantage.
It is a weapon that is too inefficient to be used as a main weapon, but it is said that the wolf dance is a pistol that is rather romantic in words, so it can shoot the most powerful magic bullets.
Well, that was the weapon that left the bullet wound through my calf.
There is no doubt about its destructive power.
If you strengthen your firepower with the miasma you received from me and shoot, there will be nothing you can’t penetrate.
It is truly deadly.
He also pulled out his gun like a fish in water, and I don’t know why he only did that to me.
– Whirik! Whiririk! Whirly Rick!
Suga silently stares at us like that.
The sound of dripping blood and limp limbs. And weapons that appear one by one in the air.
This time it was a ranged weapon, such as a bow and arrow, a crossbow, and a throwing dagger.
Is there no gun because you don’t know the detailed structure? Or is it because it is difficult to reproduce the power of a gunpowder explosion?
I don’t know.
“…”
The eyes of the two sides collided without a word.
Suga’s features were ordinary, with no special features to be found, probably trying to look as pale as possible in order to live in hiding.
It seemed to have been repaired with fantasy magic, but of course it didn’t mean much because of the breasts that were like ID cards.
Suga’s bloody face stiffened with determination along with a giggle that burst out without my knowledge.
A sense of tension comes out and chills the skin of the wolf dance.
This feeling can only be felt in a duel to the death.
One more breath, one step forward, and the duel begins.
The slaughter battle begins.
I felt it intuitively.
With both hands holding miasma, it could be torn like a sheet of fantasy paper and restored to its original scenery, but that is not the case.
I could have revealed my identity and lost Suga’s fighting spirit, but I don’t.
It could be possible to end the match in an instant by saying a keyword that stimulates the pre-planted suggestion, but it doesn’t.
It would be possible to grab the hand of the wolf dancer and pierce all defenses with bullets filled with poisonous air and win easily, but that won’t be the case either.
Suga overcame the fear of death and achieved mental growth to protect his children and showed a great spectacle.
In order to pay homage to her growth, as a god who listened to the poor believer’s desperate prayer, this match was strength versus strength without dirty tricks, psychological warfare, or tricks.
I’m thinking of deciding in a head-to-head match.
-It’s pretty sweet!!
Beneath the tyranno’s colorful scales, powerful muscles wriggling like a truck, drooling mouths wide open, and a roar resounding like metal.
-Knock!
He takes a heavy step and steps forward.
Adrenaline surged with animal-like excitement when the monster, which was once the strongest predator on the ground, was put in front of the eyes.
A harsh laugh lingered on his lips, accompanied by a shock that seemed to shake the heavens and the earth.
-Kooung!
With a clicking sound, the weapons that floated in the air were ready to fire.
The taut string of the bow and the glittering metal attachments.
As Wolf Dancer pulled a violent fist with her thumb, Rick-Tak! The sound rang loudly.
As her index finger gently rested on the trigger, a tendon stood out from beneath the white back of her hand.
The sound of Suga and our breathing overlaps into one.
The heart sounds must have become one.
And the next moment.
Suga beckoned the dragon and tried to shoot the weapons.
Wolf Dancer points his pistol and I kick off the ground and jump forward.
Against the backdrop of a lost era, we fought a fierce and spectacular duel like the protagonists of a legendary story.
It is said that it would have happened if Suga hadn’t heard a voice mixed with tears from around the location of the terrace where he leaned.
“Sister?”
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A thin, startled voice.
It was thin, but it wasn’t a woman’s voice, it was a boy’s voice that hadn’t gone through puberty.
The moment the princess realized that it was a voice she had heard hours ago, her voice overlapped with that of Suga.
“”Robert.””
A naive boy is floating in the air about 4 meters in the distance, looking at the backyard.
To be precise, they are seeing an illusion that has transformed the entire surrounding area into a scene from a movie.
Suga’s magic separated the inside and outside of the fantasy like the audience seats and the screen in a theater, but Robert looked down from the window Suga had left open and got caught up in the fantasy boundary.
“Why is that kid here at this hour?”
I wonder if I remembered that night while talking to the princess about the night play.
It’s unpredictable, illogical, and arbitrary.
This is why the princess is shy of children.
“Sister, I’m bleeding… Are you sick, Sister?”
“Don’t move! Stay there!”
“Right…”
As if he was about to fall down at any moment, Suga, who got up with evil and gang, screamed sharply.
The idea was to keep Robert from moving, but it backfired.
When a nun who had been kind and benevolent suddenly shouted loudly with a threatening, bloody face, a child under the age of 10 would jump up in surprise.
Rather, like a princess, she should have moved slowly, as if nothing had happened, but without revealing it.
Robert turned his eyes to Suga with tears in his eyes.
The protruding lips seem to be claiming how sad they are.
“…I’m scared. Where are you from here? I want to go to the nun’s place… Ah!”
Robert takes a staggering step, covered with anxiety and worry, and the next moment his foot gets caught on an invisible fence.
In the next moment, I lost my balance.
“No!!”
“You idiot…!”
Robert seemed to be standing with his feet in the air, but that was only an illusion.
The place where the duel took place was originally a backyard with no slope, so there was no problem, but unless you knew the terrain well, this fantasy was like a dangerous cliff area.
The fall was over in an instant.
– Wow!
When a young, feeble boy hit the ground, the sound it made wasn’t very loud.
At best, it should weigh about as much as a bag of rice.
It fell headfirst, and at the moment of landing, the sound of the neck bones snapping was clearly audible.
“Aaaaa…!! No, no…!”
Along with Suga’s cry of despair, the fantasy she created vanished like soap bubbles in a storm.
The scorching heat of the sun, the unpleasant flapping of giant insects’ wings, the sticky humidity, and the grass brushing against your knees.
As if water was splashed on the canvas, it melts into colorful paints.
The same goes for the monster who supported his body.
By the time he turned around and put Sugar down next to Robert, the huge dinosaur had completely disappeared.
“Robert, Robert…”
Suga led his body to the side of the limp Robert.
The spilled blood left a long trail like a snail’s trail.
I hurriedly stretched out my hand to measure the heartbeat and examine the affected area.
“Ahhh…”
There is nothing to measure.
The cervical vertebrae were broken and he died instantly.
The nerves were neatly cut, and the heart had already stopped.
After a few minutes, the brain, deprived of oxygen, will cease to function.
Forever.
He held Robert in his arms even though he knew that it would not change no matter what.
It was still warm.
He hoped that Robert’s body would not cool down as his own body temperature was transmitted.
His eyes heat up and his limbs tremble uncontrollably.
“Open your eyes… Please, please. Please listen to the nun’s words. That’s how you’re a good child. Huh? Please…”
“…”
I could feel the presence right behind me.
It’s a princess, and ‘dancing with wolves’.
With his back turned away from them, Suga just hugged Robert tightly with his head down.
Putting the enemy who was about to duel behind your back and being so defenseless.
Even if you pull the trigger on ‘Dancing with Wolves’, Suga will collapse.
Suga couldn’t understand them whenever he heard the stories of those who fell into panic at the moment of desperation, when emotions took precedence over reason.
How foolish my past self was.
Robert got into a fight because of her carelessness.
When she was caught cleaning up in the backyard one day, she should have thought that this might happen next time.
It was said that it was to hide the location of the body as an illusion, but it wasn’t that the window in the hallway was opened recklessly.
She should have gone further and left that day completely out of the question.
Just thinking about it made her heart ache and her head was spinning.
I can’t see anything because the tears I’ve never shed a few times in my life cover my eyes.
She knew that now was not the time for her to cry, but the time for her to devise means to heal Robert’s wounds.
However, on the other hand, Robert’s wound is fatal. Now he knew better than anyone that no one could turn back.
“Aaaaa…!”
The decision to run an orphanage that also serves as a church was simply according to God’s revelation.
Homeless orphans could be found everywhere.
To be honest, taking care of and educating children with no connections was annoying and difficult.
However, it was God’s will to put an end to the past and live a life devoted to others, and following God’s will is Suga’s happiness.
She played a benevolent and devoted nun.
She also quit smoking.
For the time being, it was time for both Suga and her children to adjust to life in an unfamiliar orphanage.
The children, who were embarrassed by the sudden favor, accepted Suga’s affection and smiled sincerely.
Wearing clothes that aren’t expensive, she smiles as if she’s been given a gift, even if it’s silk.
There was also a child who showed tears while eating a normal meal.
Even Suga, who accepted it casually, felt a feeling he had never felt before when he saw a five-year-old child tearing the bread he had given him for breakfast one day and returning it in half.
It’s the bread I bought for you anyway. Stupid kid.
I should have felt that way. If she had been Suga in the past, she would have laughed inwardly at the thought of that.
Obviously it should have been…
‘Thank you. Mom.’
Hearing those words made me feel as if the soft smile I had been maintaining like a mask was being cracked.
As more time passes, the adaptation period to some extent ends.
Her children showed infinite trust and gratitude to her Suga, and put a lot of effort into caring for her as a child.
The older child eased Suga’s burden by taking care of and playing with her younger siblings, and her concentration during her study time surprised Suga.
As if she were really the mother of those children, she scrambled to find more delicious food, clean clothes, and good textbooks.
The few months I spent as the director of an unexpected orphanage were really difficult and full of unfamiliar work.
It wasn’t until Suga held the cooling Robert in her arms that she truly realized that she wasn’t playing their mother.
She may not be the mother of those children, but they were definitely Suga’s children.
The past that now comes and catches my ankle. More than anything, I was so damned by my past self.
“Don’t touch my child. I will… Kill you.”
The princess tried to snatch Robert away from Suga with her mighty grip.
I was going to shout out, but all that came out of my throat was a weak metal sound.
While spewing out half the sound and half the blood, Robert’s body was taken away so easily.
Suga had to do everything in his power to clenched Day as she raised her right hand.
It wasn’t like wet cotton.
She felt her death creep up her spine.
-Support position… !!
Her fingertips sparkled, but nothing happened.
I searched every nook and cranny of her body, but not a single drop of magic came out.
It cannot produce even a single grain of rice, let alone weapons or dinosaurs.
“Kahak… Ugh. Give it back… Give it back…”
It was a mosquito-like voice.
The result of sudden power-up and rapid growth cannot be guaranteed to be successful.
The power obtained from the result by omitting the process of several years is literally undeserved to the current Suga.
As a result of overclocking without a safety device, Suga’s body was a mess deep inside.
Internal rupture. Internal bleeding. Blood pressure rises and falls like a jump, and the blood vessels at the distal end are severed.
Mana is the power of life and spirit.
It’s an extreme expression, but as long as the heart beats and breathes, the mana doesn’t run out.
In other words, a state in which even the slightest bit of mana could not be extracted.
Meant death.
My body didn’t move.
Suddenly, Suga had collapsed on the dirt floor.
Attempts to get up were unsuccessful.
It got darker before my eyes.
‘Oh God…’
What is faith God is not a being who seeks only when I feel unfair or regretful.
However, Suga sincerely prayed despite his shame.
All of his own. I will give you his soul, so please give me back Robert.
This time, he prayed that he would not have the strength to kill the enemies in front of him, but to hold the children in his arms again.
Even though I know it won’t come true.
“I’m sorry. Why am I screaming at a child’s surprise. You idiot.”
“Ugh. I’m sleepy…”
A dreary wind noise.
The full moon light is cool.
But even more chilling is her own cooling body.
‘Just a voice… Robert’s habit when he’s sleepy.’
It can’t be.
Robert is already dead. It was an instant death.
Suga, who had felt her pulse and touched her wounds, knew better than anyone else.
But the words he had just heard were agonizingly identical to Robert’s.
The dying Suga heard the incredible sound and desperately looked away.
It was difficult even to roll my eyes, but I went ahead with the feeling of vomiting blood.
It was dark, so I couldn’t see the detail, but thanks to the moonlight, I could make out some of it.
“Why are you always like this when you try to be active?”
“I don’t know what you’re complaining about. It’s much nicer to see you like that. You only have to do a duel with me.”
“You’re so lame, it’s no fun.”
“So who was the one who lost 1 to Heo-cheop?”
A dark-haired man with a sullen expression like a child whose toy was taken away right before playing, but still showing a wry smile.
His face was not visible because of the shade.
Just black energy flowing from his hand.
I know that a powerful energy that an insignificant existence like Suga would not dare to fathom flowed into Robert, healing all his wounds and bringing him back to life.
It wasn’t healing magic.
If she witnessed what was happening right in front of her eyes, the best healer in the empire would run away with socks.
It was such a thing to bring the dead back to life.
“This ending is so boring.”
“You’re the only one who can say that you’re bored after doing this.”
Bring the dead back to life
Resurrection.
It is a force beyond human ability.
If such a thing is possible.
His fog lifted.
Suga finally looked at the bare face of the princess properly.
“From the beginning… You.”
She took her last breath in, and exhaled.
And she stopped all movement.
“No, he’ll die too.”
“It deserves it. You will pay the price for using your power beyond your capacity. Even if you survive, you will be crippled and unable to use magic for the rest of your life.”
“If we leave it like this, it will be.”
“If I don’t leave it alone? What are you going to do?”
“Of course, I have to treat it with repentance sex.”
“Ugh. Fuck…”
The sound of a conversation that seems to be whispered from far away passes by her ears.
Of course, it would have nothing to do with Suga, who met her death.
