Chapter 461 – Face to Face
“Shane, my baby. “Come here.”
His mother, Silote the Spider Woman, beckoned.
The place she was pointing to was very dark.
“Come on.”
He willingly approached his mother.
There were countless people there.
They are the employees of the mansion.
Men, old people, and young children are visible.
But they were not normal.
They threw off the leather they were wearing on the outside, exposing only bones, flesh, and muscles – standing tall with their true selves, without any lies, and holding each other’s hands.
And in the center of the circle they drew, the hearts they took out were gathered.
They were still pulsating, radiating hot body heat.
“That is your place.”
Mother points to that place.
My legs are shaking.
I was scared. She started vomiting and just wanted to cry in her mother’s arms because she couldn’t do anything.
However, the body moves on its own.
His body had already been stuffed, and he had become a ‘good child’ who moved as his mother wanted.
He went there and put the hearts into his mouth one by one.
Hot and pulsating, it was so in the mouth, as well as when it passed through the throat and was contained in gastric juice.
After I swallowed it all, it felt like a giant stamped its feet and thunder boomed inside my stomach, and like water boiling – my body gradually began to heat up.
Sweat poured down my face. My hair feels sore. I feel dizzy and out of breath.
He collapsed on the spot and closed his eyes as if he had fainted.
Crying – Blood is flowing from the nose and mouth, and tinnitus is ringing in my ears.
[Baby, wait here. Please···. I will definitely come back to pick you up. So don’t make a sound. Quietly…! Got it?]
A distant memory vaguely passed through his mind.
It was a pouring rain day.
It was so dark that you couldn’t see an inch in front of you, the sound of hunting dogs barking rang out from all directions, and the smell of earth soaked in rainwater filled the lungs.
It was cold and scary.
If you think the same thing, you will cry and cry, “Mom, Mom!” She wanted to cry out.
But he endured.
He held his breath and followed his mother’s words.
After what seemed like an eternity, as the light began to rise beyond the mountainside, something approached him.
Sniff-
It was a dog. A dog with jet black fur and brown eyes.
“Whoop…!”
He covered his mouth with both hands and held his breath to prevent his screams from escaping.
However, the rain-soaked dog was panting and digging into the hole where he was hiding, and pulled him out from the bushes, shivering in the cold.
He grabbed his collar with his big mouth and ran down the mountainside.
“Oh my…! What is this?”
The dog’s owner was an old herbalist.
Yes, the dog was not a hunting dog released by those who chased his mother.
But he did not give up his doubts.
To his young eyes, the herbalist with the white beard looked like the devil.
He seemed like a ghost who could suddenly change at any moment.
So he did not answer the herbalist’s question.
What is your name-, where is your mom-.
Perhaps, if he had pointed to the hillside where she lost her mother, he might have been able to meet her earlier.
The herbalist had no choice but to take him with him and head to his house.
“I don’t know either. Did it rise from the ground or fall from the sky?”
The herbalist raised him on his back, and whenever anyone asked about him, he answered like that.
Not only did he have black hair, but he was suddenly picked up by a dog, so his name became ‘Little Black Boy’.
“Why isn’t Ja talking?”
“Moller. Very dumb, dumb.”
As time went by, and he became better at speaking, he didn’t speak at all.
The idea of not speaking until his mother, who was gradually fading from his memory, returned, was nailed to his head.
But her mother did not return.
Time passed like a flowing stream again, and the herbalist who took care of him died.
He, who was only six or seven years old, took over the work that the herbalist had done. He wanted to make a living.
As soon as dawn broke, he climbed the mountain with his black-haired dog and picked medicinal herbs.
Some were expensive because they were medicine, and some were more expensive because they were poison. However, anything that was too much to put on one’s feet was not considered criminal money.
I could barely make a living.
At first, the adults even gave him some small money, saying he was a little kid.
However, as time passed, it became difficult for the village below to make a living, and to make matters worse, the dog that served as a guide passed away.
He buried the dog next to the herbalist’s grave and left the old cabin.
He wandered the streets, holding his hat upside down, begging for pennies, and barely made ends meet with the money he saved in his hat.
Then one day he saw a woman.
The woman carrying the limp child on her back was very thin, her clothes were tattered, and she was coughing, as if she was suffering from a fever.
Since orphans stayed away from women, saying they would get sick if they got close, he watched her from a distance.
The woman looked back at the child behind her and said this.
“I’m sorry baby, I’m sorry. Some people are born into this world to eat bread, others are clothed in silk, but you were born to have to struggle.”
And the child seemed to have lost that fight.
The woman dug the frozen dirt with her hands.
Even though her fingernails were broken and bleeding, the woman did not show any sign of pain.
She buried her child there, made a small burial mound for her, and then fell down on the spot and cried for a long time.
Looking at that figure, he thought.
When I die, will there be anyone in the world who will cry like that for me?
Would my mother cry so much for me?
Will my mother remember me?
Even after endless years have passed…?
“Shane, wake up.”
Fortunately, my mother remembered him.
“My baby. You’re born again. Now he really is my child…”
His mother’s hands caress his face as he just woke up. A touch that is cold but feels affectionate.
Perhaps, when he dies, his mother will be willing to dig up his grave, she will be willing to make a burial mound, and she will be willing to cry.
Shane slowly raised her body.
My mother became very small.
No, she had grown into herself. The height of the gaze was different from before.
He rolled his eyes and looked down at his body.
“Isn’t it wonderful? It’s your new body. It’s such a shame that there isn’t enough time to perform the ceremony. “If only a little more time had been given, it would have been much more perfect.”
His mother, Spider Woman Silote, said and stroked his forearm.
His reflection in the window was, yes, a monster.
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“Nimiral- What is all this!”
A soldier from the Survey Corps screams.
Spider webs were everywhere.
Opaque threads were hanging here and there not only from where my feet touched, but also from the ceiling, walls, and windows – it was almost impossible to see beyond the hallway.
Every time I walked, the spider webs became tangled.
Even if I held out the spear knife, it just wrapped around like cotton candy and couldn’t be cut at all.
Finally, some kid said, “Something like this, all at once!” And she rushed at him with such force that her whole body was wrapped up.
“Wow…! “Save me…!”
“Hobson! Hey, you stupid bastard…!”
Just like a spider’s web, the more I tried to break free, the more entangled it became.
What’s more, is that just an ordinary spider’s web?
It belonged to Arachne, a vicious devil who hunts humans.
Silote was a being that became enlightened by eating a significant number of humans among dogs, and was transformed into an intelligent being by cockroaches.
Her spider web was harder than an iron core and tougher than a tire.
Because of this, even when the soldiers of the investigation corps that were supposed to catch ghosts swung the spear sword wrapped in her mana, it did not break easily.
Stroke-
In the end, Prince Augustus, the adjutant, stepped forward and rescued the soldier entangled in the spider web, and Count Howl cried out, waving his hands.
“Jugglers! Come out!”
At the count’s name, magicians and a magic platoon appeared from the rear.
“High-temperature magic deployed all over the place!”
The form is fire, the target is a spider web, and the manifestation is emission-!
Fire! Soar!
Although they only numbered about ten people at most, they did not stop fighting for the empire even after the end of the Great War.
Their uniform was no different from that of mercenaries wandering the streets, but their magical effectiveness was remarkable.
Concisely, without anything to show off-.
Bright blue flames soar and hit the spider web.
Just like a vacuum cleaner sucks up dust, spider webs disappear.
“Investigation leader, you are already depleting the magic platoon’s mana…”
In response to his adjutant, Augus’s comment, the count took a sip from the canteen he had taken out before he knew it and answered.
“I will handle the spider bitch. I’d feel better if I had to beat that cockroach and make it into meat pieces myself. “Gulp, gulp.”
The Count exhales a shaky breath.
Seeing the strong smell of alcohol, I thought it was alcohol in the canteen. It’s also quite high-alcohol.
He really seems to be quite a drinker.
The Count snorts and puts his arm around Seojun’s shoulder.
“A gentleman knight. Should you join me too? At least he looks stronger than the soldiers here. Don’t spare yourself. Huh?”
Seojun explained about the spider monster Silote and cockroaches that settled in the mansion.
In every detail, everything Seojun knows.
He revealed not only how he fights, but also how strong he is and what kind of power he wields.
It seems like his confidence has grown.
“You know, I said that if you know yourself and know the other person, you’ll burn it all out!”
Of course, looking at the fact that he had Seojun by his side, it seemed like he had not completely let go of his suspicions.
Well, I understand. Even if he was like himself, it would have been difficult to believe him.
Still, seeing as how the Count decided to come in instead of setting fire to the mansion – it seems like he gained some level of trust.
That’s enough.
“Fuck haircut – it’s really like Eul’s bitch…? “This is the golden mansion?”
“Therefore. “How can you be unpopular and not even look like a rat?”
You can hear the soldiers muttering in tension.
The survey corps repeatedly set fire to the spider web, moved forward, inspected the room, then set fire again, moved forward, and inspected the room.
I poked my head into each room, but I couldn’t sense any sign of anyone.
However, blood stains were visible here and there, as well as cut hair, torn clothes, and fallen fingers.
The war nuns belonging to the unit took out pentagram necklaces from their front doors, put them in their mouths, and prayed in front of the wreckage.
“Please rest in peace to the departed… “If he had lost this much blood, he would most likely have died.”
A war nun said this after seeing the traces of blood that had spilled so much that the white bedsheets turned red.
Meanwhile, Seojun glanced at the war nun’s face.
It’s pretty.
She has such a pretty face that I don’t understand why she volunteers to serve in such a tough unit, and she does this kind of work.
She looks this way as if the woman also felt her gaze.
“What is your name?”
When Seojun asks without thinking, the nun turns her head.
“···Do you need to be curious? She is just one of the war nuns who gave their lives to the Holy Spirit.”
Seojun’s lower abdomen feels strong.
For some reason, it wasn’t just Seojun who got a burning desire to conquer when things seemed difficult.
[Sacred Power Pouch: 200 ko gogaaaaa]
[LOL It’s been a while since I became a pretty nun]
[수년들 개같이 못생긴년들이 대다수라 주머니저새끼 발정난거 존나이해됨ㅋㅋㅋㅋ]
[Of course, it’s the era where men are courting men if it depends, so they converted to religion? Fuck, the answer came right away haha]
Seojun shook his head, knelt down next to her, and made a small sign of the cross.
The pretty war nun’s perspective has changed.
When he got up again, the woman said.
“… You were a believer.”
“He didn’t just take refuge in Him, he followed His words with all his heart.”
The woman curls the corners of her mouth and shakes her head.
After all, if you wanted to seduce a church sister, you had to go to church.
Seojun had a lot of experience with church sisters in his life, so he knew very well.
Of course, it was okay to give or not give.
One bitch came over and started sucking Seojun’s dick as if there was no need for religion or anything else.
Another bitch said she couldn’t get her pussy unless she was married, so she gave her butthole instead.
After eating it with pleasure and throwing it away, she immediately started a new life. My husband didn’t know anything, and he liked my wife because she was a virgin.
“This is Cecilia.”
“It’s Seojun.”
Only then did the man and woman reveal each other’s names and shake hands.
“She’s a popular girl.”
“Prosperous bishops are also keeping an eye on us.”
Other war nuns who had been secretly listening to the conversation from the side chirped and joined in.
Her face her blushes, and she makes a stern expression telling him not to do it.
“In the midst of this, it’s a love game… !”
Before I knew it, the Count approached me and laughed and shouted.
“Flowers bloom even in battlefields, right? Ah-! Goddess of breasts and vaginas, bless this land! Please, let these two men and women come together and give birth to a true warrior of humanity!”
The war nuns frowned at his words
The Count did not believe in the Holy Ghost. On the contrary, he often called out the goddess of breasts and vagina, as if mocking Him.
So there was no way the nuns would like him.
Anyway, after gulping down his drink and belching, the count encouraged the war nuns to leave again.
Setting the fire again, advancing into the darkness, and searching the room were repeated.
“Wait…!”
Meanwhile, the Count raised his fist.
The look on his face, as if he had just come out for a drink, was nowhere to be seen. His hands, which had been shaking due to alcohol dependence, tightly grasped the handle of his hammer.
As his eyes became serious, nearly a hundred people remained silent and waited for his command.
Seojun also felt it.
The air has changed.
Something was watching this place out there in the dark.
It was a great evil.
It was a more gloomy and disgusting existence than any enemy they had ever faced.
“Hello.”
Before long, it emerged from the darkness.
The pale moonlight dimly illuminates its appearance beyond the window.
A tall man with naked black skin.
The man’s black pupils looked at the hundred or so warriors lined up in the hallway.
And even Seojun.
“It’s been a while, you too.”
The guy smiled brightly.
Instead of answering, Seojun lifted his spirits.
It was a decisive battle.
