Chapter 109
Chapter 109
In Cheollihyang Village - 7
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Whoosh—!!!
“Die-!! You son of a bitch-!!”
Swish! Bang!
“I said die, just fucking die-!!”
Kwagagang—!!!
“Fuuuck-!! I’ll kill you! I’ll definitely kill you, you bastard-!!”
A flurry of attacks and scattering dust.
An enraged, no, a pitiful roar echoed.
The owner of the roar was, of course, Choi Do-han.
I was gripping one of Roque’s black daggers as I dodged the pitiful man’s desperate attacks.
The man, who had been turned into an undead by dark magic, had certainly become stronger.
In particular, the unique regenerative power of the undead had been pushed to its limit, and his wounds were quickly covered, and his severed parts were being restored at some point.
But that was all.
Even if extreme regeneration helped in battle, it couldn't determine the victor.
As if to prove it, the man was busy regenerating his severed parts, merely swinging his anger-filled attacks.
His flame-infused fists occasionally grazed my cheek, bringing a touch of heat, but that lukewarm heat was nothing more than a passing warm breeze.
Well.
Whoosh! Kwaang!
His attacks, which stretched freely as if he had eaten the Gomu Gomu no Mi, were somewhat tricky.
“Fuuuuck-!! How long are you going to keep dodging-!! You fucking parasite-!!”
He probably thought the mana suppression device was the trigger for victory.
However, that trigger was futilely broken, and all the man could do was struggle pitifully like this.
“Stop this pointless war of attrition. I don’t want to kill you twice.”
I was serious.
Killing a possessor in the same position as me was not a pleasant thing for any reason, and it was something I didn't want to experience twice.
Even though I had lost my free will during the incident at the gym.
Anyway, the current result was caused by his and my choices, and I had no intention of denouncing or criticizing the man who had become a ‘monster’ entangled in resentment rather than ‘Choi Do-han’ entangled in a mission.
There was only responsibility for one’s choices, and I knew better than anyone that the man had struggled so desperately to fulfill the mission given to him.
It was just a result of his sense of responsibility and pride not maintaining a balance, and that’s why I didn’t want to cut off his head with my own hands again.
However,
“Multi-Shot.”
If he was going to attack Renia, there was no reason to hesitate.
Because flimsy pity and compassion can’t win against love.
Whoosh! Whoosh!
“Keoheok!”
Just like with the Azure Witch.
Four arrows pierced his hands and feet, snatching him up and pinning him to the stone wall.
“I can tolerate other things, but I won’t forgive you for touching a single hair on Renia.”
“Kekekeke.”
Choi Do-han, hanging on the wall like a demon from an exorcist movie, laughed.
His appearance was quite bizarre.
“A bastard who ruined someone else’s life is in a relationship. How amusing.”
“You ruined your own life. I thought you weren't the type to blame others, even if your personality was shitty.”
“Kekeke. So. Have you had a taste of that bitch? Ah—if you two were this close, I should have made her taste despair long ago.”
The man licked his lips like a snake as he looked at the frightened Renia.
“…I’ve always felt this, but you’re really well-suited to being a villain.”
“Kekekeke. You bastard. Don’t you know it’s all your fault. If you hadn’t interfered, it wouldn’t have come to this. Kaak! Ptui!”
Ha.
I think it would be less frustrating to talk to a wall.
Clotted blood spewed from the man’s mouth, dirtying the floor.
“Kekeke, hey. You horned monster bitch. Can’t a succubus enter dreams? You might have already pounced on that bastard Han Tae-jin while he was sleeping. Kehaha-!”
Renia flinched and covered her goat horns with her bound hands.
Of course, her dainty hands were far from enough to cover them.
“What?! I-I’ve never done such a thing-!”
Choi Do-han looked at me and sneered.
“Succubi are a race driven mad by lust. Hey, have you had a wet dream recently? Think carefully. You might have become a living dildo every time you fell asleep, right?”
“Ha….”
I let out a deep sigh.
Renia was at the end of my gaze.
Renia, who was blushing as if embarrassed and trying to cover her goat horns.
Her tail was drooping, on the verge of burrowing into the ground below.
She had never been ashamed of her succubus form.
But recently, even when I requested to see ‘Bersha, not Reina,’ she had adamantly refused.
-W-who knows who might be watching...
This was the same her who used to release her polymorph almost every night since we set out on our journey, saying, ‘Hah~ that’s refreshing.’
It seemed that she had to constantly maintain her mana in her polymorphed state, and she felt quite suffocated by having to hide her true form.
That’s why I had praised Ercia.
Hoping Renia would also find courage.
But instead, Renia had shrunk back, merely looking at Ercia with envy.
It was so pitiful to see.
And yet, there was nothing I could do.
I couldn’t say, in a world overrun by monsters and villains, what’s the big deal about having horns on your head, heart-shaped pupils, and a swaying tail.
Because a third party who is not the person involved can never understand her, and if you can’t understand, you shouldn’t carelessly console or encourage.
However, I couldn’t help but feel sorry for Renia, who had shrunk even more after the appearance of my mother and sister.
She acted bright, pretending nothing was wrong as she dealt with my mother and sister, but I could see the worry that occasionally showed.
Renia knew it too.
That she couldn’t hide it forever, and that the end of that period was approaching.
Because in the decisive battle against God R'hell, she would have to draw out her full potential.
I glared at Choi Do-han, who was hanging pathetically on the stone wall.
“Can’t win with strength, so you’re trying to drive a wedge between us? How pathetic. You really are well-suited to being a villain. Like an extra villain who only commits petty acts.”
“What?”
The man’s expression hardened fiercely.
I gripped the riser of the Heaven’s Edge Bow.
“Honestly, I didn’t even expect an apology. If you had just promised not to commit such acts again, I was going to let you go.”
“Kekeke, you’re quite arrogant.”
“I’m serious. If you had just promised not to approach me and the people around me again, I was going to turn a blind eye. But...”
Whoosh—
Golden mana rose, and a light mana wind blew around.
I tightened my grip on the Heaven’s Edge and put my fingers on the bowstring.
“You just crossed the line.”
“Kekekeke. You talk a lot of bullshit. Should I be scared? Shoot as much as you want. I’m curious to see who will get tired first.”
A simple attack would of course not be able to stop his regeneration.
That’s why he was so confident.
But I aimed the arrowhead at his head and thought.
This wasn’t to attack him.
It was just an act to give him one last chance.
“Apologize to Renia. She’s different from a lowly piece of trash like you.”
“Kehaha-! A person? Since when was a succubus a person? Did you apologize for ruining my life in this other world?”
“You have three chances. You have two left.”
“Pfft, this is making my knees tremble.”
The man, hanging pathetically on the stone wall, talked a lot.
Did he realize that all he could do was run his mouth?
But why couldn’t he realize that he could at least save his life if he just spat out an apology with that mouth and disappeared?
Well… if he could have done that in the first place, it wouldn’t have come to this.
“Apologize. Renia is a precious person to me, and she’s not someone who should be insulted by a piece of trash like you.”
“Pfft, is that monster bitch so precious?”
I looked at Renia.
Renia, sitting pitifully with both hands and feet bound, looked… strangely beautiful today.
Out of the blue.
At that, a gentle smile formed on my face.
Absurdly.
“She is.”
Following that.
A confession that didn’t go through my brain flowed out.
“Because she’s the person I truly love.”
The words I had never been able to say.
The words I had only repeated to myself.
The words I had repeatedly spat out and swallowed alone because I couldn’t find the right timing.
The confession containing those words burst out at a strange timing I had never once considered.
On a battlefield where life and death hung in the balance.
The first confession had sprouted its first bud.
I hoped this confession would give Renia courage.
“T-Tae-jin…?”
Renia’s hands, which had been covering her horns, slowly came down.
Her tail, which had been burrowing into the ground, began to wag, and her two eyes, forgetting the crisis, were filled with emotion.
And, her lips drew a beautiful arc.
After responding to her smile with a smile of my own, I glared at Choi Do-han again.
“Alright, now’s your last chance. Apologize sincerely. To Renia.”
“Pfft. Even her name is vulgar. Doesn't it sound like a prostitute’s nickname?”
“….”
The chances ended here.
Now it was time to test how great that regeneration ability was.
I lowered the bow and released the drawn bowstring.
“Kehaha! As expected, you were just putting on a show without any real plan.”
“No.”
I drew the black dagger that was strapped to my waist, which had been vibrating since the moment he insulted Renia.
Zing—Zing!
And I immediately threw it into the air.
The man snorted, as if it were absurd.
“You fool. What can you do with a dagger like that? The moment your mana runs out is the moment your life ends, you know…?”
He couldn’t even move, pierced by an arrow transformed into a hook, yet his mouth was flashy.
I remember him being a man of few words with a cold-city-guy concept in the original novel.
Did he throw away his setting when he was resurrected?
Anyway,
The man’s flashy mouth was cut short.
- Grrrr….
A black light shone from the black dagger, and from within that light, a black giant appeared, growling with its ferocious mouth open.
“…A-a dragon?”
“You’re the one who kicked away your last chance. For the sin of insulting Renia. And for the sin of kidnapping Renia. Take it all.”
- Kuooh!
“Disappear.”
“W-wait-!!”
Roque’s jet-black neck swelled as he gathered flames within it.
Seeing this, the man struggled to break free from the arrow, but it wasn't a mana arrow that his physical strength could handle.
He just thrashed around like a fish caught in a net.
He just rampaged like a rat caught in a trap.
“Keuaaaak-!! Fuuuck!!”
- Krooooh….
Flames filled Roque’s long neck, and soon, fire blossomed outside his mouth.
[Breath], one of the representative abilities of a dragon.
That breath, which had already melted countless villains and was said to melt even steel and mithril, would melt even his regeneration.
And it would sever this tenacious bad blood.
“Fuck!! Let go-!!”
Towards the man who was struggling, baring his yellow teeth like a demon being exorcised, soon.
“Keuaaaak-!!”
The ritual of flames was performed.
That was…
<w:pgmar w:bottom="1440" w:top="1440" w:left="1440" w:right="1440" w:header="720" w:footer="720"><w:pgnumtype w:start="1"><w:r w:rsiddel="00000000" w:rsidr="00000000" w:rsidrpr="00000000"><w:rpr><w:sz w:val="28"><w:szcs w:val="28"><w:rtl w:val="0"><w:t xml:space="preserve">The final chapter in the dreadful rivalry between the two possessors.