Egret

Fried's command of a sudden chain attack collapsed without a pulse.

This time, a sharp blade of wind came through the melted barrier with the sound of chirping.

Spank!

I avoided turning around and avoiding, but my left arm flew all over and got stuck in the sand.

Looking down straight at the cut off arm, Frid shed a small amount of elasticity instead of a scream filled with pain.

“Ho ―? I think you know how to behave violently. ”

“I don't know what else I want here. One, your actions are now considered crossed, Fried. ”

Judas shakes his hand lightly and invokes the power of the Spirit.

As the earth trembled like the skin of a dragon, and danced in the air, the clusters of waters swirled at once by his hand.

"Is he this powerful in his condition? ’

Seacock.

Frid twists his lips creakily, wriggling his forearms as the black soil spills instead of blood.

“So you're going to kill me? ”

“ ……. ”

“Oh, are you still hesitating? Do you even look at me when I told you I'd take away your powers? ”

Krr.

A gruesome throat looney reveals a sharp tooth. Despite the spirit of water emanating from the king, Frid did not hesitate to speak.

“This is why I hate you. I don't want to get my hands dirty until the end. Even with enough power to stop a disaster! ”

“That.”

“Phew……. You're a fucking hypocrite old man. I shouldn't have listened to you. ”

It was filled with resentment and anger. Judas, who saw it, shook his head small.

The water stalk, which was boiling at his will, froze in the air in an instant.

“No, that's the wrong idea. ”

“Well……. ”

I like it.

A huge spear of ice pierces Fried's chest. Instead of blood, black sand flows through the window of ice.

“ ……? ”

Judas quietly opens his mouth to Fried, wrapped in palms of ice that pierced my body with an incomprehensible expression.

“If it's the power of your command, you won't die like this. Besides that, there will be other bodies that I have set aside now. ”

A commander is one who handles the power of death.

It was possible to resurrect the dead once or to heal the body where the soul left.

In the same context, for Fried, who had regained his youth after many years of traces, it was not that difficult to carry my soul into an empty body that had been prepared beforehand.

Judas' golden eye, which pierces it, shines cold.

“Wait. I'll see you next time. ”

It was a warning.

Apparently, Fred, who knew what his old colleague meant by finishing with my hand, slowly closed his eyes, which surprised him.

Judas, the First Prince of the Empire. A precious boy of the same lineage who was born after the appearance of Yellow Red Tongue.

But contrary to the plausible appearance, in the imperial palace that was entangled with him, I vibrated rotten.

“...... that looks great. ”

Paszek.

The body, full of life, turned to black sand and poured it down. The only trace left on the spot was the robe he was flipping. Dead sand piled up over the black pigeon engraved on the edge of the robe.

He would have opened his eyes to another body somewhere, but Judas looked down at him with a bitter look.

Then he slowly kneeled down on the floor and raised his palms.

‘My hand..... It was dirty from the start.’

Unlike people's praise, he never considered himself clean.

If they were clean, their parents would never have abandoned the dwarf, and the tears on the faces of those who came and prayed would have disappeared.

To receive swords from those who turned their backs, and to hear grudges and curses from those who were rescued from the pit.

In addition, there should have been no remnants of a young day when I saw blood because of the enormous power that I couldn't control myself.

Oops.

The power of the Spirit seeped through his hands into the frozen ground.

When the four attribute spiritual assimilations, the best forces of the natural world, are combined together, the color appears in noble golden color above all else.

The golden energy slowly began to envelop the cold frozen land.

Cold grains of ice melt, and small, pointed desert plants bloom through puffy sand.

The frozen oasis melted and sparkled, and the sun was fierce in the sky where the food clouds disappeared.

‘A child grows up and grows up……. ’

― Similarly, in the end, people betray people.

One day, the cold cynicism I heard from my old friend waved in my head like a flag.

The wind is blowing.

Boasting the hot sunshine of the desert, it was the thirst of the dry Turks.

* * *

…….

Blink.

A woman with long, reddish hair stood beside Judas and stared at him.

A large, round eye, like a deer, shakes along his movements like a magnet.

The red jewels on her forehead and the salongry white dress were all part of the decoration she made.

This woman, who looks dismal and shows off an indisputable fragrance, was Carney, one of Judas' spiritual kings.

“... there. ”

Baikal stares at Abel with a grim expression.

After a brief burial, Abel sat down in a chair with sorrow and fatigue.

Baikal sighs deeply, scratching his grim head.

“So what the hell happened? Judas."

Carney was not materialized at the moment, so all the others did not find her. However, I was just terrified to see Judas' condition as he became a mannequin.

Waiting for the five people who returned from the Turke tomb to mourn was a desert that had melted away and regained its former form.

Abel was amazed at the shape of the village that had returned to its original form, as if it were a lie.

However, in the presence of Judas, who had fallen in a corner of the desert without any more surprises, the group moved him to a temporary ward.

An intermediate healer, who was deployed in the area after the air raid, healed him, but his blood color was still pale because he spilled so much blood.

And after he opened his eyes, he sat down in bed, dumb as a man who had gone out without a word.

“Judas. ”

“ ……. ”

“Oh, please answer me! Don't you have to know what kind of man you've been beaten to or what you're going to do?! ”

“That's rude, you. If you're gonna talk out loud in front of the patient, get out. ”

Cristina, who was watching her quietly, made an annoying noise.

In her sleep, Baikal realized the rudeness and shut her mouth with a frustrating face. The question was the same for Cristina and the rest of the group.

‘But.’

Cristina glances over Judas' bowed head.

‘You never waved that much. ’

He was always a weak prince. Neither put water on his head, nor insulted him.

He was not angry or anxious at the moment, but being stuck in his own thoughts as usual meant that there was definitely a strange event that shook him hard.

Along with Cristina, who was deeply concerned, Edan, likewise, was blaming himself.

"It's a mistake. I should have been there. ’

It was reassuring that the prince had the ability to cast a 3-attribute spirit, but it was an area specially managed by the Empire.

His keen consideration that he might want to be alone for a while also helped create this situation.

Situated next to Edan, who was depressed, Marzen again thought as complicated as Marzen.

‘A barren desert to walk to. Destroyed territory that is not worthy of penetrating rough environments. Aboriginal peoples are exterminated. Then only people who come in using the portal. Do you want to touch a student wearing a Lubach uniform because someone with that much talent is crazy? ’

At least the noble or educated talent was not the culprit. Marzen narrows his pale eyes.

‘... I heard there was a bad guy. If you can harm Judas, the spiritist. ’

It was possible that he confronted the commander who had decimated the Turke Desert.

But if he did, Judas was strangely alive now.

‘It's possible that Judas is more capable than he imagined, whether he was just being ambushed or attacked. ’

Whatever the conclusion, Marzen was convinced that he did not reveal all the power Judas had.

If you recall what he had done so far, that clever First Prince was accustomed to hiding his defeat thoroughly until his time was ripe.

Perhaps he still has a few more unseen plaques.

And today, I took advantage of that defeat to attack the enemy and survived as you can see.

That fact alone satisfied Marcen without worrying in particular. It was because of the belief that the prince who knew how to prepare for such thoroughness would not collapse.

Argh.

The same was true of spirits in a heavy atmosphere.

Uni sighs and looks up at Judas.

Toni, who was sitting on his head, remained silent, and Rooney, who had fallen under the bed, was deaf with an uncomfortable face to plant.

The feelings felt by their contractors were still flowing in unfiltered.

Upon receiving the frustration of tightening his chest, Carney gripped the edge of the dress and lowered her head in depression.

That…….

“Well, it's too late. ”

Hot.

With a flickering head, Kani swallows a sigh of relief, noticing Judas is seeing and speaking to non-human children.

Somehow the night was deep and the window was dark.

“I have so much to think about, that I have caused you lung damage. Come on, everybody up. Shouldn't we take a break? I'm moving again tomorrow morning. ”

“…… will you be able to move immediately tomorrow? ”

As Edan worries, Judas draws his usual soft smile over his pale face.

“Heh, heh. I'll have a good night's sleep. ”

It was a quick recovery, like a lie, compared to what I had been pulling out a little while ago.

The group hesitated to leave the room with their minds open to the same eyes and attitudes as usual.

Unlike Judas, who was injured and held in a separate room, the rest of the group were scheduled to spend the day in a spare room in the ward.

The group who stood up from the nurse's seat countless times to the gentle spirit, not the spirit of the beast, walked out of the room dancing.

The last time Cristina left, she looked back at Judas.

Ice.

Faced with an authentic smile, Cristina stops holding onto the flickering doorknob.

Charlina's hesitation shakes her oceanic eyes. She opens her mouth slightly impulsively.

“Too……. ”

“Hmm?”

“I'm more anxious to look too perfect. ”

“ ……. ”

“...... because it doesn't seem to give us any room to worry. ”

Last time I said that, the door to the infirmary was closed.

Judas, who was sitting in bed, turned his head and glanced at the place where the group was.

A warm palm wrapped around his cheek, looking back at the crumpled chair cushion, where human warmth remained.

It was different from human warmth, but it was the hand that held the warmth of different temperatures.

"Igret."

It was a familiar voice without the need to check.

At the same time, the Spirit spit out the same words.

“I'm sorry.”

"Sorry."

Carney with her eyes round smiles as if she knew it would happen soon.

"I never imagined you were going crazy thinking about using me. I was just curious to see who that bastard summoned before my eyes.

Unlike the pure and open appearance, Carney, the Fire Spirit King, secretly had a hard mouth.

I did, but you said I was attacking Greg. I'm so scared that it's possible.

I feel terrified that she is the spiritual king. This was never the first time.

But Carney remembered the moment when she lost Izzie because she was encroached upon by the commander.

Far away, she continues to say, embracing her trembling wings.

"I, perhaps, do not deserve to remain in the spirit of Igrett.

“Carney.”

"Even in moderation."

Love, friendship, possession, and all that mixed up led to only one person.

Carney reacted candidly to her feelings while she was terrified that she would almost hurt him.

…… I still want to be around you. I'm sorry, me. I only greedily.....

And as a spirit who had been with him for many years, I knew that he would never abandon himself.

He was such a human being. For those who believed once, they showed trust and affection without end.

Even if the target betrayed him, he was willing to give up his back even though he knew how to stab him.

It was a blind trust that even a cup with poison could drink sweetly if the loved one gave it away.

And that was very similar to what the spirits had.

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Thank you for worrying. Heh, now it's almost awesome again. Healer Burgers Fast Resilience (...)

Some readers have suffered from severe cold... I hope you get better soon!

In fact, while the description was short in anger, Judas and Fried faced a one-to-one situation. Heh, the rest of the group went to the Turque cemetery and mourned... and saw nothing of what happened.

So I'll see you tomorrow at this time.

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