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You hideous creature. You will have no time to repent.
This spear will strike and destroy only the ningen without harming your own kind. Not even a shred of your soul...

I'll swing my spear. No need for strength. This spear is the death of a ningen, and even a trained warrior cannot withstand its touch for even a second.
Twist your body wide. And just as he was about to throw the spear at Krei Andrich with 'all his might' - suddenly Krei's stance collapsed drastically.


'Mugya!


Cry was crushed and let out a strange cry. He stopped throwing just in time.
It was clearly not a collapse intended for evasion. It was as if it could not bear the weight.


Kry was completely trapped underneath his own kind. In front of his eyes, the body of his own kind, which had not moved a muscle until now, began to move.



The body is tough and beautiful, forged in the midst of nature. The serene magic that flows through his body.
The palms of his hands touch the ground, his arms are raised, and he slowly stands up. Her face rises, and her vague crimson eyes look at you.


He's alive. No, it may be natural for him to be alive since he is a hostage, but there is nothing strange about his every move and he does not seem to be injured.


The powerful beating of his heart and the aura of life reach him.
When he stood up, there was not a single noticeable wound on his body. On the contrary, the clansman in front of him was as strong as his former comrades.


He didn't know why he hadn't resisted when he was carried on his back.



This time he lost his anger and could only stare blankly in front of him. He looked down vaguely at the cry that he had put down, took the hand that had been thrown out, and slowly made it stand up.

It was an impossible scene, as far as he knew.
It was so unreasonable for a spirit man to help a ningen - an evil ningen who had taken him hostage.

The spear of murderous intent disappeared from his hand, unable to hold it due to his emotional turmoil. The clansmen put their arms around the still wobbly Krai as if to embrace him from behind, stared at the stunned Sole, and called out what had been his name.






'............ Her Majesty Queen Shero Elys Frestel ............ no more. ............The war is long over. Let's go back to the forest.













It's best to talk it out. ............ We're not demons or phantoms.

As Eliza hugged me like a stuffed animal, I nodded my head with a half-hearted smile on my face.

As usual, I don't know what's going on. However, it seems that Eliza has succeeded in talking to the cursed person.

From the cursed spirit person, the killing intent that had been sprinkled earlier had disappeared completely. The somewhat dangerous-looking spear that had been pointing at us was not even a shadow of its former self. It seems like a lie that just a few seconds ago I was prepared for death.

Eliza was shorter than Lapidus, but taller than any of the women in the Ghosts of Sorrows. Her arms and legs are reasonably long, and when she is hugged tightly, the feeling of closeness is amazing. If possible, I would like to hide behind Eliza instead of in front of .......

The cursed man looked at Eliza and me in her arms, and said, mouth agape.

'The ...... war is ............ over,......?

'Thanks to your ....... I've learned the horrors of the Noble .......'

'Fool ............ that ningen to stop ............ the fight? ............ stop the fight?


I'm sure you're not the only one who's had it. ............ Wasn't it a long time ago that spirit people and humans were killing each other?

I'm not sure if they're still on good terms, but at least they're not at war, and there are a small number of spirits living in human cities. I'm not that familiar with it, but when did the information stop? This guy.

I ask Eliza, knowing that I may be adding fuel to the fire.

'............ Do you happen to know each other?'

'Coo............ good boy............'

Eliza whispers in her ear in a calm voice and rubs her cheek against mine.

The rate at which spirit people age is different from that of humans. I don't know how old Eliza is, but at least she won't live for hundreds or thousands of years, even if she is a spirit person. You can't be acquainted with this curse that seems to have lived for a very long time.

I blinked my eyes, and Eliza continued in a low voice.


'I've been ............ looking for her. She is ............ our, hero. Sadness.'

'............ Heh, that's good to know.'

That's not an explanation at all, but okay. I was satisfied with my vague understanding.
If that's what Eliza wants, there's no reason for us to complain. You're making a lot of money just by being alive.

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I've heard that they're looking for something,............, but I'm shocked in more ways than one.
But, well,............, all's well that ............ ends well, right?

'Yes. Good.'



Eliza always seems to be in a daze and goes away immediately, but she is neither absent-minded nor heartless.
I don't get to see her very often, but she seems to be accepting of Liz and the others, so I guess she just has this personality.

I'm not sure what to do, but I'm going to do it.


'There is no need to ............ curse anymore,......, Your Majesty Shero. Your friends are waiting for you .......'

'Ugh ............, no way ......, so much death, so much resentment-- Jaaku. I'm not sure what to say. I'm not sure what to make of that.


I've been calling it a curse, but apparently it has a name. He looked as if he wanted to at least kill me once and for all.

What on earth do you have against me? ............ Please stop. You don't even have a warding finger anymore,........

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'I'm ........................ sorry. Coo is ............ my mate.'

'..................'

'............Oh, I got him.'

That's what I call a bandit, a critical hit.

I'm not sure if you've heard of it, but I'm sure you have.
The only thing left of his figure faded was the large red jewel pendant he wore around his neck.