186 – Similar (9)

“Freedom! Freedom wizz! Do you know what this is?! What is this you guys have had from the beginning…! No need! No need to be jealous of other people’s sleep every day, no need to scold others for that fantastic life activity! No need to worry every time I’m a threat to someone, am I a threat to someone, you devil You don’t even have to worry about who’s coming to take it down!”

Unlike Wiz’s expression, which was hardened in bewilderment, Iva was full of energy.

“Tolstoy, you are a liar! Freedom is not given by anyone, but achieved by myself? Here’s what I’ve got here? You’re right, Dante! It’s when mankind is at its greatest when it’s at its greatest freedom? That’s right! I’m good now! Very good!”

Iba was delighted as Wiz mentioned the names of unknown writers.

He was delighted as he raised his arms toward the sky, towards the place where no trace was visible now that it was completely covered by the city scenery. The tips of his hands trembled. It was dizzying.

What I have always hoped for is finally here and now. He was just happy.

Eva trembled her hand as if holding something sacred. She had the attitude of a priest welcoming God. She is an immature lamb who can’t help but stretch out her hand in awe of emotion, even though she’s cautious that it would be disrespectful to even dare to hold it.

Soon he clenched his fists hard like a man gathering sand.

“What a sweet ringing… Freedom!”

The joy Eva felt right now was something she dared not express in words. No matter how much rhetoric I put on and decorate, I couldn’t dare to express this feeling that I felt from the depths of my heart.

Inconvenience of sleep was painful enough to be compared to restrictions in eating, breathing, and excretion.

In fact, the torture of not sleeping for several days was one of the fairly traditional methods of torture.

Since the beginning of time, life has been possible only when you sleep.

It is designed to be a body that cannot live without falling asleep.

He always had to go against the law.

It would have been better if the body was cursed and unable to sleep.

But his body was still able to go to sleep, and he hoped for that.

The reason Eva didn’t go to sleep was to fulfill her responsibilities. He said that if he fell asleep, his body could go into overdrive and lead to disaster.

That’s why his insomnia was entirely made up of his will, and he has been putting forth his best efforts to secure this will.

This was also the reason why he felt less pain than others. In order to shake off his soma, he always subjected himself to numerous tortures.

“Look at you, Wiz. Even if you’re hurt! Even if you’re cut! It won’t heal… It’s a normal body!”

Iva gripped Wiz’s holy sword tightly and pulled it. Blood dripped from between his flesh like tears of joy.

Some say immortality is a blessing, but it wasn’t to him. Immortality was a curse. The power of other demons was the same. Iva hated those forces that distracted her from daily life and kept her from the human path.

I hated it, but I couldn’t shake it off. Just as breathing cannot be cut off from the bodily process of breathing even if one hates it, his characteristic of regenerating wildly was one of the parts that made him a monster. He can’t shake it off

Of course, if you die, you can cut it off, but it was never a good solution.

It was an unwanted responsibility, but one that had to be fulfilled.

I am freed from it now.

“Ha ha ha ha!”

It was a pleasure I had never felt before.

Just as a cicada becomes an adult and sings a song of joy, Iba sang for happiness.

“…Iva?”

Wiz muttered, unable to keep up with the sudden emotional change.

Still intoxicated with pleasure, intoxicated with freedom, Eva was smiling like leaves welcoming summer.

“Why, why…”

This kind of cheerfulness and freedom of Eva was embarrassing to those who had not yet grasped the whole situation. She wondered if Eva had finally gone mad. This idea was quickly corrected.

Because Eva was originally crazy. She’s just getting more f*cking mad than usual now.

“Uh… Anyway… Is it good…?”

Wiz asked as she slipped her hand behind her, afraid that Iva might grab her own sword again and wound her. Immediately, Eva came up to Wiz and brought her face close.

“Of course!”

“Everything is obvious…”

“I’m really good right now. Very good.”

While hiding her sword behind her back, Wiz was ashamed to look at Eva’s face as she approached her, and rolled her eyes to examine her surroundings.

It was a scenery that could never be said to be good. As in most cities, no matter how dense the horizontal scene is, if you look up, you can see the sky. It wasn’t this place. Even when I raised my head, I could only see the scenery of the city again. Everywhere you looked, it was a view of the city.

It was no different from the most prosperous and gigantic prison.

I couldn’t understand how it was bright when there was no sunlight, but I couldn’t understand how the city was maintained in the shape of a sphere, so I decided to draw it.

She turned her gaze back to Eva.

His body was covered with chain marks all over his body, which was unclear whether to call it a tattoo or a scar. It was like a wall of rough art activities. Fresh blood was still flowing from the wound he had just received on his forehead, and even fresher blood flowed from his hands.

According to what he said just now, he is in a state where he cannot reproduce, which can be said to be explosive.

There was nothing good about letting the blood flow. There were mountains of issues to think about and decide right now, and each answer was blurry, but I knew clearly what to do right now.

Wiz tore the hem of her skirt. Neat attire worn in church according to the direction of the leader. A black and white garment covering most of his body’s flesh. It was commonly referred to as a nun’s uniform.

It was a dress that clearly showed the characteristic body line even though it was short. A tight-fitting nun’s outfit modified to Stella’s liking. I had already tore it apart during the fight. It was inconvenient to use the legs, so I tore the sides and made a side slit.

The length is not long, but the proportions are good, and the beautiful legs with clean and transparent skin stand out.

Wiz has now tore the tattered nun’s uniform again. Unlike before, it was horizontal. The skirt soon became long enough to show the calves.

“This, this bar… Neck…”

“Neck?”

“Let me down…”

I jumped and jumped with the cloth. Due to the difference in height, it did not reach. Eventually, after Iva bowed down as Wiz requested, she was able to use her torn cloth as a bandage.

Even after wrapping it around her forehead and wrapping it around her hand, there was still a piece of cloth left over.

“Ah… I tore too much.”

Wiz tossed her leftover cloth and threw it away. Not caring about her like that, Eva looked at her cloth wrapped around her own hand. A fabric that clearly senses Wiz’s body temperature and body odor. She looked at it curiously.

It wasn’t because the body odor was characteristic. It was just because the cloth and bandage that she had wrapped around her wound to stop the bleeding was amazing. A sense of resolution for hemostasis that I haven’t felt in a long time.

“Yes. That’s right. Now the wound needs to be treated.”

I need treatment. It bleeds normally and can die if germs enter it. This obvious fact was just new to Eva.

“Right… Right…”

Turning the palm over to look at the back of the hand, then turning it again to look at the side line, Eva continued to examine the bandaged hand.

“So good…?”

“Yes, I like it. I love it.”

“…!”

I know it’s not, but Wiz feels like she’s pointing at herself, so her heart flutters. No. Actually, there is not much difference. Since he liked Wiz’s bandages, it would not be an exaggeration to say that he liked Wiz.

“That’s right…”

Wiz laughed lightly, then pressed the corners of her mouth as she realized that she was in no situation to laugh right now. She still began to ponder how to resolve this situation behind her locked Iva of joy.

It’s clear what happened now. The devil appeared A demon of considerable rank, too.

As a result, the city was shut down and Iva lost her powers.

For this, blood has been shed in the city today.

The number could never be said to be small.

‘Another… Demon…’

The sad eyes I saw that day.

Recalling the time of the demon of death, Wiz rubbed her goosebumps on her arm, trying to shake off the horrible memories of her. But it didn’t go well with her.

Memories are not just simple experiences, but also emotions that have brought the past to the present.

Guilt.

A memory that caught Eva in her own regression and caused her terrible pain. She remembers giving him the pain she will never have again, relying on herself for her own comfort, her foolishness.

Wiz still remembers Eva, who was alone and going mad while everyone else was frozen.

“Iva…”

“Huh? Why?”

Eva, who repeated her tears of blood and self-injury, was no longer in front of Wiz. As if the decadence and cynicism he had until now were lies, he was lively and full of joy. There was some madness, but not enough to overshadow the joy he felt.

“…How are you… Good?”

“Wiz, you still don’t believe it? hahahaha, of course I don’t believe it either. I became a human being? A human who can bleed properly, has no wings, can’t deal with strange hallucinations, can eat, sleep, and eat properly. He deserves to live a normal life. A body with this… that’s how it came about.”

Eva laughed her mouth open.

“Surely good…”

“If you like… I like…”

In line with that, Wiz also laughed along. Happiness as faint as ink dissolved in her water spread across her lips.

“Okay… Yes, very good.”

Once again, Wiz then reconsidered her plans she had made. The act of going to the inside of the World Tree and waiting for the demon’s ferocity to stop. In that it was a space created by the devil, the place where he was now was similar to that place.

Iva’s happiness blossomed in this turmoil. If the fuss died, it was clear that his happiness would be tainted and faded like a fallen petal.

You must protect his happiness. He himself is obliged to do so.

‘Anyway, people can live here… So…’

I don’t think it would be bad to moor here.

‘Are you… Starting a family…? Yeah… That would be nice… Stella is my wife… I live as a foodie… A bit… Like a cat…? A role that only receives cuteness… Yes, it’s perfect…’

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Wiz immediately took Eva’s hand and headed towards her.

“First… Let’s find someone… To be specific, Stella…”

“Huh? Uhh yeah. Then. I have to spread my happiness to the other kids too. I’m going to become a happiness evangelist in this gloomy world. I’m already happy.”

“Yeah… I’m happy too…”

Wiz was busy drawing a blueprint for his future family.

“First, I like my daughter… I like my son…?”

“Huh? What are you talking about?”

“Oh, of course the pregnancy… Stella will go first… So I’ll have the second…”

“Huh? Oh yeah! I like everything! I’m happy, I’m happy!”

Iva didn’t understand what Wiz was saying, but she didn’t even feel the need to understand. When she is so happy, why does she need to sweat and get a headache trying to understand what others are saying? Besides, she was smiling as if Wiz was happy too.

What does it matter if you can only feel the same emotions? I’m so happy, but how important are words?

The two walked out of the strange city holding hands.

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