159 – Necrosis (10)

This was all a coincidence.

The Holy Sword and Holy Spear, which should have been properly managed by the candidate for bondage, fell into the hands of the enemy. Coincidentally, it was because both of the warrior candidates of this generation had a temper to choose people rather than their own mission.

The holy sword and holy spear happened to be next to the enraged elf.

Most of the familiar weapons could not be used because the punitive force and the guards preoccupied them. Among the enemy’s weapons, the blade that seemed to be useful stood out, and the cold weapons were none other than the Holy Spear and the Holy Sword.

Besides, there was something familiar about those weapons, so it was perfect.

And that holy sword and holy spear accidentally pierced the neck of the demon king candidate.

It must have been fatally stabbed, but unfortunately Iva’s body doesn’t easily lose life from a neck.

In addition, the power of that holy sword was unable to demonstrate its true power. Just as a martial art without a heart is a simple murder weapon, a holy sword with only simple emotions was a simple cold weapon.

The holy sword wielded by an unqualified person did not inflict a fatal wound on the demon king candidate, but only stimulated it.

The point was that the stimulus was directed to the irrational demon king candidate.

It was an inevitable coincidence that happened coincidentally.

Maybe it was meant to be since he woke up this morning.

As the sage said, the devil’s power induced irrationality.

His magic induced madness.

The power of anger that led to all this chaos overwhelmed everything.

The sleep that was infinitely short compared to not sleeping for a month, the power of the devil, the magic that burned my body, and the anger.

As a result, Iba was wrapped around the cloth of the reverse sky.

The power of reverse heaven leaked from his wings.

That power that cannot be controlled by reason was a nail.

The Holy Sword and Holy Lance, the condensed strength of the hero, were the hammer.

The power of two walls.

When the candidate for the demon king got infinitely closer to the demon king at the wrong time, the holy sword and holy spear happened to be on the wrong person, and it stabbed the demon king.

A hammer hits a nail without mercy. He made scars on the world and pricked them open.

That’s how the crack happened.

Just as the sea can purify even a small pollution, the world quickly healed the small cracks it had.

However, just as the fish that lived in the sea left the water with only a small pollution, those who had set foot in the world were banished due to a momentary crack.

The lowly fight that did not even become a battle between the demon king and the hero did not change the world, and only left irreversible cracks on individuals.

**

“Whoops!”

Layla sighed in surprise.

‘Until a while ago, I’m sure…’

I searched for the last memory. While his blood was raining down, a sword suddenly rose from Iva’s throat. Iba started to run amok as if surprised by that.

Chaos. The middle of hell where the devil seemed to have descended.

The temperature of someone’s blood that I could still feel on my cheeks proved the calamity of the place where I was standing until earlier. It was warm.

Looking around, I couldn’t find a trace of the elves’ forest even though I looked with my eyes wide open.

“Wow… It was real~”

“?!”

I turned around in surprise at the voice of someone close by. It wasn’t an elf.

“It’s been a while Mr. Layla~”

Lyla’s teacher, Minerva, the Witch of the Lake, was right there. Even though she saw it this morning, after she went through that struggle, she was impressed. She was very happy

Lila asked, the corner of her mouth rising in her joy.

“…Master? Why are you here?”

“What are you saying~ Do you think I will miss out on Josu?”

“Stop talking nonsense and hurry up.”

“This is really disappointing… Mr. Layla’s sister told me about it.”

Lila stood up as Minerva stretched out her hand and grabbed it.

“Sister… Are you going? How? Oh no, what happened in the first place?”

“That’s what I want to hear!”

Lila climbed on the broom that Minerva had brought, wiping the blood off her own cheek.

“No. What on earth must have happened to disappear without incident for three months!”

“…Yes?”

Not her own broom, but her stranger. Just as she was adjusting to it, her shocking news hit her ears.

Three months? Have you been missing in the meantime? What the hell was that crack?

“Four, three months?! I haven’t been away from Master yet for only a few hours?!”

“Oh, did you cry after seeing me in those few hours~? I’m glad~”

Awkward. Then Lila noticed her own tears flowing from her own eyes.

“Ugh…”

It was only then that Lila realized that what she had experienced in the forest was a shock to her heart. Maybe it was because the scenery didn’t seem real, but maybe it was because the lives of the people I knew were so insignificant and meaningless.

Lila wiped away her tears, trying to forget the blood she saw there. Every time that happened, her blood was smeared.

“…What really happened?”

Layla, not hearing that question, asked Minerva instead.

“Except me… Everyone else. What happened to the other people who went to the forest with you?”

Minerva looked at her sadly.

“Mr. Green Witch is still trying to prophesy… Unfortunately, what he just found is…”

After that, she didn’t have to say anything.

She was alone.

She was the only one who got caught up in her rift and fell into this world intact.

With only three months of separation, Lila was able to set foot on her original hometown.

A dimensional crack is a displacement of time and space.

Time was simply a gap beyond yesterday and tomorrow, and space was a gap beyond simply moving from one continent to another.

“I’ll ask you again. What the hell happened?”

Minerva the Witch of the Lake.

A witch of the upper generation of Lillia. She

She has participated in trials and is willing to break through, but is too busy with research to do it properly.

The nickname of the Witch of the Lake was not simply derived from her appearance.

Mankind’s first mirror. A puddle of water that even the moon shines on and makes her own. A lake that is quiet but can embrace all things.

The lake shines morning, day, evening, and night, changing its color, and supports the swaying of trees, the eyes of a hare that has come and gone for a while, and even the mouth of a stag.

It is like another world.

Her main research with the tinnitus that originated there…

To prove another world.

**

Innis caught his breath at the sight he saw as soon as he opened her eyes.

A forest of cluttered tall buildings.

It was outdated and destroyed, as if it had been created in order and managed in disorder.

The tall and wide spires created by excellent architectural techniques were densely filling the surroundings, and all of those buildings were decorated with moss and broken windows.

The paint on the outer wall was all peeled off, making you feel ashamed, and the protruding rebars looked like broken bones. Among those shabby buildings, a few buildings with colorful fluorescent colors stood out in particular.

The chaos created in an artificially organized place aroused emotions that could not be evoked.

A place you don’t know. Innis quickly recalls his memories and he concludes that he has now been transported somewhere.

“…Earth?”

Someone muttered that. I turned my head in that direction.

It was Stella. Beside her was Wiz. It was fortunate. I wasn’t alone in an unknown place.

‘…Wait. What about Iba?’

It wasn’t just Eba. She didn’t even have Lilia.

‘I’m not very close with these two???’

Rather than being close, we just had a fight the night before. Around the time Innis held his breath at the rising awkwardness.

“Why am I here? A dream, a dream? Yes, it’s clear! This must be a dream…”

Stella muttered and moved her feet. What he muttered and what he did was different. Stella moved quickly and scanned her surroundings.

“The size of this building… It’s one of the big cities. Looking at the f*cking neon sign even during the day, it must be a new city among big cities… The density of this building in a new city… Where is it…? Damn it. So much. It’s been a long time since I’ve lived…”

The names of various cities that pass through my mind. However, it was all blurry, so I couldn’t remember anything.

Stella touched her forehead and clicked her tongue.

“Whoa… It’s so romantic to be back home.”

“Go, hometown? Do you know where this is?”

Inis asked in amazement.

“Everyone knows. It’s not just about knowing…”

“Then what city is this? No, is it a foreign country?”

“Overseas… I guess not. Not much more domestically.”

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“So what!”

Stella replied coolly.

“Another world.”

Ennis looked at her blankly, lost in her fascination.

“Yes…?”

Innis was sure.

‘You’re suffering from mental confusion for a while from the shock.’

Maybe. Having come to a tremendous conclusion, Innis turned his eyes to Wiz.

She was blankly looking up at the sky. It was as if he hadn’t grasped reality yet.

“Um, over there Mr. Wiz…?”

Wiz nodded her head as if she had made up her mind about something, and started out on the road with strong steps.

“Hey, hey?”

I ignored Innis’ words lightly and headed for my destination.

“Dear…”

That destination was a child. The boy in question was looking up at the sky in a daze like Wiz from before.

“My sister wants to ask something…”

“Shut the f*ck up.”

Innis was taken aback by the child’s strong tone. The content was too harsh compared to the comfortable tone.

“That cloud over there is pretty.”

“Cloud…?”

“That one. It looks like a fish or something.”

Wiz looked up at the sky. There were no fish-like clouds anywhere.

“…?”

“It’s okay if you don’t know. Everyone else did it too. Like an idiot. Even a b*tch like you is short, but she’s an adult, right? It can’t be helped that she doesn’t know.”

“Oh, b*tch…?”

“Why? Did you say something weird? Don’t make a face like a fool.”

The child rested his chin on his chin and quietly looked at Wiz.

“It’s strange what you’re wearing… Where are you an actor? Or is this what b*tches wear these days? Wait, is that Yuhang…? Oh, fashion! I’ll say it again. Is it fashionable? Are you trembling?”

At that point, Wiz’s patience came to an end.

Perfect!

I lightly fed honey chestnuts to the child who couldn’t keep his mouth still.

“…!”

From that point on, the child’s expression changed. I knew he would curse out loud, but he just crouched down and opened the distance.

“…I must have done some f*cking sh*t again. Most grown-ups do. When I talk to them, they say a lot of sh*t. I don’t know why.

The child gradually backed away from Wiz.

When the distance was perfect for running, the child ran away without looking back. His breath was rough.

“Wait!”

Innis stood in the way of such a child.

“You said that and then ran away without an apology? What’s your name?”

“Why are you… A b*tch’s friend b*tch?”

“Again, again! How rude!”

“Yes, most react that way. You are the same way. But what do you want me to do with my name…”

The child clicked his tongue lightly.

“Shiba…”

“What, what? Are you swearing again?”

“What the hell again! You said it right!”

Stella came running.

“Wait a minute, Ennis. Hey, can you say that again…?”

“Damn it… What else? I thought you were an actor, but you were a slave trader? I definitely have an owner. I have a lot of flaws on my body, and even if I try to sell it, I won’t get what I pay for?”

“Slave dealers! Absolutely not! We just…”

“Everyone talks like that.”

The child tried to run away by digging between Stella like an arrow, but it was impossible. With Stella on the shoulder, he looked back.

“…f*cked.”

“Can you tell me your name?”

“Shiva!”

The child said, sensitively stroking his hand on his shoulder.

“I told you earlier! Shiva!”

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