87 – Disaster (15)

Stars often help create a romantic mood.

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Perhaps the ephemerality of unreachable light creates such an atmosphere.

In that sense, it can be seen that the sun and the moon are also in line.

But Stella loved the stars the most.

What she wanted to reach was her dream, and dreams were always numerous, not just one.

That’s why it was necessary to reach countless distances, not the only light.

It’s romantic because I can’t reach you.

There are so many unreachable things, isn’t it the height of romance?

Reaching an unreachable star is what you have to do.

Today, with one dream, Stella walked the road to achieve one dream.

To have an encounter with none other than the devil.

To approach an opponent who has declared hostility in order to strengthen friendship.

It’s like a dream.

“The stars are bright today too!”

Since it was a remote countryside, there was little artificial light, and the cluster of stars beautifully lit the road with their brightness aligned with the moon.

From the sweet situation of secretly walking through the night to the bright stars, Stella sang his hum and walked quickly.

Still, I didn’t forget to be careful not to emit any signs of her body.

Sounds of secrets and songs.

A walk that shouldn’t be seen by anyone, yet enjoys the brightness of the stars more than anyone else.

A rose-colored window peeking through the dark hood and fabric.

Stella walked through the night with contradictions.

The emotions of anticipation and excitement also helped decorate the night.

‘What is this feeling in my heart?’

Her eyes shone brighter than any other star.

‘What does he have to do with my lost memories?’

A woman wearing a face decorated with stars was walking through the night looking at the stars.

‘What is he like that makes my heart beat so fast?’

He was a person like a star, since even his heart was softly tinged with light like a star.

Stella.

She enjoyed the night as she made a name for herself.

She

She within she she had seen before she set her foot in the flower garden.

The scent of daffodils pervaded her and it danced lightly on the back of her nose.

The field of flowers embracing the night sky became another milky way that arrived on the ground, and each flower was beautiful as it embodied a star and shined like a star.

I was even more excited.

Stella became the wind and flew quickly through the Milky Way.

With each quick step she felt she was approaching a memory of her that she had lost.

She felt as if the void that had existed innately would be filled, like original sin.

“The stars are bright!”

I forgot about feeling sorry for lying to Wiz. Right now, I was only intoxicated by this radiance.

After a while, even in the darkness of the night, I could see something outlined.

It was the same house that once got water.

Stella approached the house smiling broadly. Still, the presence of her body was infinitely close to nothing.

At this time, everyone should be asleep.

There is no way you will be welcomed as a guest at this late hour.

Given the size of the house, it’s hard to believe that only one person will live in it.

That’s why I can’t knock on the door and call someone like last time.

Not only that, it will wake many people up.

It’s no different from a nuisance.

“Then you’ll have to go in through the window.”

If it’s hard to get into the door, you can go somewhere else.

Having made that decision, Stella undid the cloth wrapped around the spear.

The red line sparkled as it met the dawn of the night.

Fixing the spear, Stella gently swung it.

As if drawing a constellation by connecting the stars, the magic formula created by combining several straight lines soon created a certain smoke visible only to Stella.

A magic that is often used by the Holy Knights to detect nearby demons.

I used this to determine which room he was in and which window was the best way to meet him.

The smoke gradually gathered in one place and made a long line.

Seeing his place floated like a compass, I realized again that he was a demon, just like a human, just like Wiz said.

But there was no fear.

“Shiiba…”

I spit out words that I didn’t know if it was a curse word or his name, and I ran my tongue over my dry lips with excitement.

She moved her feet following her performance.

Unlike before, it was a much calmer step.

The sound of the heart was clear enough to ring in the ears.

With a voice this loud, her presence would be revealed no matter how much she kills her presence.

Stella moved closer to her window, grinning.

‘There are countless things more dangerous than this, but what is this…’

What is this, is it so tense?

Sensing through her heart the feeling of indulging in a buried treasure, she brought her eyes closer to the window where the smoke was clearly gathered.

“【Set】, 【Zarastro】, 【Pamina】, 【Let’s kidnap the daughter of the night】”

Catch a fragment of the night and make it your own.

As you accept the night as part of yourself, you naturally get used to it.

A technique that ensures clear vision and hearing even in the darkness of the night.

It was one of the memories left in her that was distinctly different from the magic of this world.

“My disciple, what couldn’t you say? Huh?”

“It’s just that I’m not good at magic… Okay, hurry up.”

As you use it, an outline gradually forms in the dark room, and whispers can be heard inside.

‘…The sound?’

Are you still not asleep? Stella was embarrassed, but she quickly brushed it off.

‘No, it’s rather a good thing. It is much easier to deal with an opponent who is awake than to deal with an opponent who has woken up from sleep.’

She didn’t come specifically for assassination or ambush, but to clarify herself through her conversations. Being able to have a conversation from the start would make it easier to clear up misunderstandings.

Stella thought so as she looked into the scenery inside where the whispers were happening.

“Do it quickly.”

“Okay, okay. Now, relax. Just count the stains on the ceiling and it will be over in no time.”

“Don’t make funny jokes…”

Surprisingly, there was not one person in it, no, not one devil. It’s two.

Two men and women were chatting affectionately on the bed.

He looked young on the outside, but maybe he’s a different age than the one that looks like a devil.

Or did he simply trick the woman into bed?

Or do women have a preference for being with younger men?

I only knew how to see him angry or flustered, but Stella couldn’t hide her surprise because she never imagined she would see something like that. The sound of the shocking wind seemed to escape from between the gaping lips.

‘Wait, that could be. Why am I in such shock?’

The two men and women flirted with each other for a while, and gradually their faces came closer. The hands wrapped around the woman’s back were strangely bewitching, and the breath of the woman who brought her face close to the devil seemed sweet.

‘They said it was a devil, but was it an incubus?! …Huh? What is an incubus?’

Her head was getting confused.

The distance between men and women has gradually become closer.

It was such a distance that the two breaths would mix like a cocktail.

Soon the woman’s hand caught his face. Could it be because he deliberately used magic to reveal the decadent and dense airflow hidden in the shadows of the night? Stella saw the scene vividly. The light gradually died in the star-like eyes.

The time it took for those lips to overlap was only an instant.

“Uh, uh…?”

As if they were not satisfied with just their lips, the two of them gradually brought their bodies closer as if coveting each other. The two hugged each other so that not even a finger could enter, let alone a fist.

Even after lying on the bed hugging each other like that, the two of them didn’t show any signs of separating their lips.

A blank pierced in the heart.

Memories that make up a person, the empty space of those memories.

I felt like a hole was being drilled there again.

From nothing, nothing was created again.

The indescribable sense of desolation and betrayal created a hole in the heart as if piercing it with a spear.

What were you expecting?

Or, what he might have hoped for.

What is this guy who just knew a name…

My heart beat faster.

A perforated heart ironically made the blood circulate faster.

It wasn’t the shame that comes from witnessing other people’s private scenes.

The blood was too cold to say anything like that.

It was as if blood was being splattered on the cloth clothes that had been cherished for so long, as if the pure whiteness were being soiled. The shock of innocence breaking into pieces.

I don’t know anything yet, but Stella can be sure that he was a valuable presence.

If it wasn’t for that, it wouldn’t be so unpleasant.

The hand holding the spear lost even more strength.

Clink.

When the cold metal sound rang in her ears, Stella was able to escape the unpleasant feeling of collapse.

‘It’s a big deal…!’

At the same time, the tension of revealing oneself stood in one’s body. My heart was beating faster in a different way than before.

‘Why am I doing this? Such a mistake…’

Swallowing regret, I brought my hand close to the dropped spear.

And sooner or later.

-Wheeying!!!

A deafening alarm sound and intense light that rips through the night colored the world. The silence was gone, and only the dizzying noise ruled the world.

Along with this, there was something that roamed around her.

“…It happened.”

They were menacing to anyone, and they were magic circles that rotated as if they were about to spew destruction at any moment.

Even if you didn’t have any specific training, you could be sure that you didn’t touch something right now.

Of course Stella was like that too.

She raised the window, realizing that she had activated a certain security system.

A protective magic created by Lillia.

It was magic that was slightly tweaked to the alarm used by the Witch Association.

The activation condition was also very simple.

When an entity that strongly reveals demons (except for Iva) comes within range.

Or.

If an entity with obvious hostility is detected in range.

Stella’s futility, through the hole in her heart, filled with new emotions like a tide.

Even Stella herself did not know the name of that emotion, and it was very fragile, but it was unmistakably jealous.

It was fighting spirit, hostility.

It was inevitable that the alarm would go off.

‘Why did I get my eyes on something like that…’

Stella parted ways, complaining about her strange behavior and emotions.

Whoosh. With the sound of cutting the wind, the tightly packed strings broke. Can’t be satisfied with just one. Keeping that movement intact, he threw a spear at the next magic circle.

It was a mysterious spear technique that was irregular and leisurely, like fluttering petals, but not slow.

Let’s retreat today.

Let’s aim for the next opportunity.

Next time, let’s be a little more focused and come back.

While thinking that, I was splitting dozens of camps before the magic even fired.

“Didn’t we promise?”

A lot. The sound of gnashing teeth and the ferocious force that could not be compared with magic. However, I didn’t feel it until I was caught behind my back.

“He said he wouldn’t interfere.”

She replicated the way she used to walk, with the devil standing behind her.

“Let’s get some sleep Shiiba!”

Stella quickly turned around and blocked the regime with her spear, which flew right in front of her.

– KANG!

Intense shocking sounds and sharp vibrations climbing up the window led to its ferocity.

And since I blocked my back, I naturally couldn’t block the direction that was the front until now.

By the time I noticed this, it was already too late.

The devil’s hand was holding the spear before he knew it. It cannot be removed even with force.

The sound of heat condensing came from the back.

The length of the shadow changed, and the light that gradually became clearer informed that the magic was loaded.

Stella closed his eyes tightly.

I chewed over a few things I reflected on today.

**

“Ugh…”

With a small whimper, Wiz opened his eyes to the sunlight. Judging by how bright it is, other people must have been working for a while.

As expected, at least 15 hours of sleep is required. The journey so far has been difficult, so even 18 hours is okay.

“Stella… Soup for breakfast… Let’s eat…”

I looked around the inn rubbing my sleepy eyes. The dear friend who had always been with her was missing.

“Stella…?”

I couldn’t see her clothes or the window. She was peculiar that her bedspread was tousled. She was the kind of person who never forgot to make her bed.

A flash.

My instincts as a candidate for a hero sounded the alarm. The feeling of a snake climbing up your back. This anxiety.

Wiz knows that this intense anxiety has always given the correct answer.

– Smart.

Suddenly there was a knock on the window.

She turned her head toward it.

“Glass bird…?”

The glass bird delivering the letter was knocking on the window with the letter in its bite.

The stationery was the same as the one used by the one who gave the name ‘The Prophet’ before.

The anxiety intensified gradually.

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