The Berserker's Fury
I didn't know what I was thinking.
What was certain was that my heart was screaming to kill that guy, and I followed it.
The first thing to arrive was the knife.
The knife thrown with great speed left a penetrating wound in his abdomen.
Probably the next thing to arrive was me.
As I flew while throwing the knife, I kept my eyes on it and leaped toward him.
And I saw the knife stuck in him.
He let out a groan, but I didn't hear it clearly.
All I could see was the world dyed in blood.
I pulled out the knife from his abdomen.
Then, at the new position, near his collarbone, I stabbed the knife in.
Have you ever heard the saying that blood spurts like a fountain?
It's not an exaggeration.
When you pierce the artery, the blood that comes out from the heart spurts out as is.
"Whoa? Beastman? But why is the artery location the same as humans?"
I said that, and with the knife handle sticking out on his collarbone, I pushed it in with my elbow all the way.
It wasn't enough. I thought if I poked with my fingers, the blade would pierce his heart.
"Stop."
Someone called me, but I didn't stop. Instead, I was poking my fingers into the new hole on him like a madman.
"Stop, Kyle!"
Now I gave up on putting my fingers in. This time, I wanted to feel the sensation of the ribs breaking as I stomped on him.
"Stop!"
Only after hearing a nearly pleading scream whose owner I didn't know did I turn around.
Maisha was looking at me with a frightened expression, unlike her usual self, and Clotine was crying.
And Lily...
"Don't look at me with those eyes, you too..."
Ah, now the world was red.
Rather, it seemed to be getting dark...
"Kyle, are you awake?"
"Maisha?"
"Yeah, it's me."
Sunlight and a pleasant breeze came in through the curtains, and I was lying on a clean white bed.
"Ah, what happened? Where am I?"
"It's the inn where I was staying. After you collapsed, you slept all day."
"I see. Uh, what about the items?"
"The items... I recovered them from the merchant."
"Yeah, good. Then... that..."
"The corpse, right. I left it there. Since I had to bring you back with two people, I couldn't think of moving it outside.
And rather, carrying the corpse would be more troublesome."
"Yeah, excellent judgment."
"Hmm, don't let you rest today. You collapsed after all. But to avoid bad rumors, let's depart soon."
"Thank you. Wait a minute!"
"Why?"
"You don't ask much about that incident?"
Maisha sighed for a moment and answered.
"You probably have your reasons, I thought. Since there are things like that one by one."
"Thank you."
I don't know why my eyes suddenly rolled up.
And the red vision, the violent tendency...
Berserker LV.1
Extreme emotional state is reached, it activates. Allows the use of abilities reaching twice the total body stats.
But when emotions are consumed, the duration ends, and penalties are received in proportion to the duration.
Probably the penalty is like fainting for a while. Well, the effect itself is significant, but it requires a special emotional state and has a penalty, so it's hard to say how practical it is.
Knock knock.
"Enter."
"Oppa..."
"Ah, Lily. It was you?"
"Uh..."
"Why, what do you want to say? Feel free."
"No, just... about yesterday..."
"Hmm... tell me."
"No, yesterday Oppa was scary..."
"Sorry."
"No, I'm not blaming you! I thought that person was someone who deserved to die too, so I thought that way."
"But yesterday Oppa... it seemed like not just Oppa, but someone else. I thought the kind Oppa couldn't do such a thing... so I thought..."
Lily couldn't hold back and burst into tears.
"Lily, I'm sorry. Yesterday I didn't know why I was like that either. I just couldn't stop suddenly."
"I see... I thought you had changed..."
"No. I haven't changed. Even if I had, it wouldn't change the fact that I cherish you. You can rest assured."
"Yeah, Oppa..."
We hugged for a long time.
"Arrived."
A sturdy man and a white-haired woman got off the carriage.
"Hmm, is this it? Let's take a look around."
"Yes. Shall I wait for the carriage here?"
"Yes, do that."
I came here relying on memories from 20 years ago.
This village is definitely the closest place from the Laplonia Kingdom where I started my adventure.
The maximum distance reachable by carriage.
If I had repaired or rested, there would definitely be traces in this village.
'How is it, you. I know you well, I know what you're thinking too. So I came here. I'm amazing, right?'
If lucky, I might see him again within a month, or even a week.
She was abandoned by the man she believed would take responsibility for her life after she committed the worst mistake of betraying him.
And she realized that there was nothing else for her.
She was imagining an emotional reunion with him, but noisy noises disturbed her thoughts.
"What's going on over there? It looks noisy?"
"Ah, a murder has occurred. It seems a normal merchant and a beastman were found as corpses."
"Is there anything unusual?"
"That's, the merchant's corpse looks like it's been pecked by a chicken, so it seems the beastman killed the merchant with magic."
"Then who did the beastman die from?"
"Right now, that's why it's noisy. Well, since it's a beastman, it will settle quickly."
"I see."
"Let's go. It's not a pretty sight."
"Yes, it is."
She seemed to understand and the saintess looked at the beastman's corpse. Something was odd.
Her instinct was telling her.
Around dawn, she secretly left her lodging and headed to the square.
The beastman's corpse she saw during the day. It wouldn't leave her mind.
The big hole on the collarbone. Like something was stabbed in...
Instinctively, she put her hand into it.
The deeper she put it, something caught on her slender fingers.
She pulled it out carefully as if she had found a treasure.
A dagger with a leather handle and blue gem decoration.
"Whoa, this is... the one that little magic girl was carrying... why is this here?"
Could it be that Clotine is the culprit in this incident?
No way. From what she remembered, Clotine didn't have the guts to do this to someone directly.
Then the elf girl?
No.
The archer couldn't generate that much anger to make someone like this.
Then the conclusion is...
"Ah, you're here. You're close!"
She gripped the dagger tightly with her blood-covered hand.
Thinking that he had held this dagger before, the handle felt warm.
'Just a little more wait... I can meet him.'
Her expectant heart felt the cold dawn air she breathed in and the frozen blood even hotter.
For a moment lost in emotion,
"Saintess? What are you doing from this early morning?"
She quickly hid the dagger in her sleeve.
"Ah, I woke up early, it's quiet, so I was taking a walk."
"Ah, I see. Ah, isn't this the corpse from yesterday?"
"Yes, I haven't disposed of it yet. This poor soul, I didn't recover it..."
"What a pity. Ugh. You really made a hole. The culprit is definitely a terrifying person. How could they do such a thing..."
"What?"
"What?"
"What did you say just now."
"No, I just said the culprit is a terrifying person..."
"Don't speak carelessly."
"S-sorry."
She was angry but held it in. Because she wanted to maintain herself spotless and guilt-free when meeting him.
"S-Saintess, let's go in soon? The air is thick."
"No. Prepare to depart immediately."
"What? At this time?"
"Yeah, we have to hurry."
"Saintess... I believe you, but you haven't explained anything so far. What you're looking for, and how you decide direction, without any explanation, it's a bit difficult."
"We're almost there."
"No, I can't do that anymore."
He took out a paper from his waist and said.
"This is the Pope's document. It's an order to return quickly to meet the hero."
"Are you giving me orders now?"
"I'm not the one giving orders, it's the Pope. I'm just delivering."
"I see... I have to go back?"
"Yes, probably..."
Unfortunately, he couldn't finish his sentence.
Because the saintess's dagger in her sleeve was stuck in his neck.
"Ugh, ugh, black, why..."
"Because the person interfering can't be tolerated."
Eyes of shock and horror looked at her. But the flame inside quickly went out.
"Ah, I have to do the same as him."
She pulled out the knife stuck in her neck, and stabbed it into his collarbone, and she could feel the ecstasy as if she and Kyle had become one.
"Ah, this knife is precious, so I have to take it with me no matter what."
"Now, no more interferers. I'll go myself."
"Next is the coachman?"
Kyle was happily turning the dagger he had held sometime ago in his hand, and she headed back to the inn.