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Episode 352: How is it to live in my body? (2)

Flutter!

A multitude of flags rise. The boy who was once a scoundrel has now become one of the most famous strongmen on the continent.

Behind him, riding on a huge horse, a crowd of rough-looking people gathered.

Their uniforms were different, and their weapons were different. They were not a typical army. In some ways, they looked like a group of bandits gathered together and making a fuss.

But its momentum was so powerful that it could cover the world.

Still, people are struggling in despair. But none of that is on the minds of the mercenary king.

Regret, depression, and emptiness about the past were reaching out to eat him up.

But he suppressed all the emotions surrounding him and burned only one emotion.

plural.

Having amassed great strength and power, he finally drew his sword. He aimed it at the enemy who had killed the people of the territory, his friends, and his family.

And finally his army began to march into the kingdom.

- Ugh… … .

The demon screamed in pain. The emotions he was emitting were too deep and enormous for the demon to properly accept.

But the Mercenary King had the mental strength and will to accept those feelings. This was because he had whipped himself countless times and run until now.

The despair he felt at the sight of a powerful enemy began to change at some point.

Kwajik!

Every time he killed someone, showing his white teeth, the evil spirit trembled.

Pleasure.

He was smiling as he killed each target of his revenge.

- What the heck is this guy… … .

One by one, corpses begin to pile up everywhere. At one point, the corpses pile up to form a mountain, and the blood flowing out of them forms a river.

Flutter!

The army of the mercenary king passes through the endless corpses. Whenever the flag of the army is seen, the enemy falls to their knees and trembles in fear.

And the mercenary king was always at the forefront of his army.

He was the embodiment of vengeance, running wild with his blazing red eyes. No one could stop the army of the Mercenary King.

There was no strategy or tactics. Once they started fighting, they mercilessly tore down their opponents. It was truly an unstoppable destructive force.

But the opponent had a more powerful force than that.

They kept pounding and pounding, capturing the mercenary king's army. The corpses piled up endlessly, forming huge mountains that soon filled the red space.

The mercenary king's army was dwindling. The number of his enemies was also dwindling, but they had more resources and manpower than the mercenary king.

The Mercenary King's army grew increasingly exhausted from the endless fighting. And they began to become increasingly isolated.

Although they had brought a kingdom to the brink of destruction, they were significantly less well-equipped than their enemies to withstand a long-term war.

Finally, after fighting for several days, the wounded and exhausted mercenary king knelt down.

And in front of him, a man as strong as the mercenary king thrust his sword.

― I never thought he would be a survivor of Count Ferdium's family.

Only then did the mercenary king realize that there was another mastermind behind the Duke's plan. He needed to prepare more and get more information. But his army was already annihilated and he was exhausted.

[I was not prepared.]

A variety of emotions consume him again.

Regret, emptiness, sadness, pity… … .

But in the end, what remained was the endless burning anger.

The mercenary king remembered what his friend had said.

- There was also talk of being reborn.

[If I am reborn! I will definitely tear you to pieces!]

Pfft!

As the mercenary king finished thinking that, he felt the cold sensation of his neck being cut off.

The world darkens. The evil spirit trembles in the darkness where there is nothing.

- He's dead? Then, what is this guy?

I had no idea what to do in this dark, empty space.

at that time.

Paaaaak!

The world changed as the light came back on. The evil spirit could not come to his senses.

Because his appearance returned to that of his youth.

The younger him behaved differently from his old memories.

I knew the power of my enemies and that there was a mastermind behind them. I started preparing one by one based on my memories of my past life.

- Ma, that's nonsense.

The evil spirit could not believe this phenomenon now. How could a person return to the past!

He captured the orc, saved his brother, and prevented a war.

I defeated monsters, earned money, gathered troops, developed technology, and made my territory rich. With that power as my base, I killed my enemies one by one.

- This, this is impossible.

The evil spirit couldn't believe it even though he saw the world changing with his own eyes. He couldn't believe it.

He knew everything, so everything went according to plan. There were some discrepancies, but he had the experience and knowledge to make up for them, and he had great colleagues.

The master of the body gradually weakened his enemies and eventually became a powerful lord. It was a completely different move and result than the last memory.

And now he is moving forward, preparing one by one to face a powerful enemy. He has become stronger faster than last time, and most of the situations that are happening are within his expectations.

His memories of moving tirelessly toward his goal finally stopped when he reached the tower where Edwin was trapped.

Paaaaak!

The world changed again. In the imaginary world, he stood alone on the dry land as before.

But there was one thing that was different from before.

There was a tree growing in front of him. At first it was just a sprout, but as memories flowed, it grew little by little and now it was a fairly large tree.

The only thing that gave him comfort in this dry land was that tree.

The feeling he had when looking at the tree was one of one.

Responsibility.

I felt a strong will to protect this.

The evil spirit trembled and slowly retreated.

The opponent is not a human. He is a superhuman who has surpassed human limitations and has survived countless hardships.

No. This mental world is too big and strong for you to eat. If you try to eat it, you will end up being eaten.

He himself was still very lacking in strength and will to eat this kind of world.

Swish.

The man turned around. His appearance was that of a mercenary king, still covered in wounds.

That also meant that he had not yet recovered from the pain of that time.

Thud. Thud.

The man approaches. The evil spirit retreats further.

The evil spirit's appearance resembled a human form, but it was nothing more than black smoke.

But the man showed his teeth fiercely, laughed, and grabbed the evil spirit by the neck.

Thud!

- Kekeke!

Man, the mercenary king Jisel asked with his red eyes shining.

"How do you feel about stealing my memories?"

- That's a lie. That's a lie. This is ridiculous.

"It doesn't matter whether it makes sense or not. What matters is that you can never eat me."

The evil spirit struggled but could not escape. As long as he could not eat, Giselle was like a god in this space.

- Sa, save me. Send me back to Edwin's body.

"No, that can't be."

- Please save me. Please save me.

The evil spirits were all pissed off. They didn't want to disappear like this. They had been living for a very long time, and they didn't even know why they were living, but they still didn't want to die.

Jiselle said with a snicker.

"Didn't I tell you to live in my body?"

- yes?

"Can you amplify my power?"

- How, how would you know that… … .

"Is it right or wrong? Answer me."

The evil spirit folded his hands and answered very politely.

― That's right. You can amplify your power, and the more intense the emotional power you feel in life, the stronger you can make it. However… … .

"but?"

― You also need to have the mental strength to accept the amplified power. Of course, looking at the mental world now, it seems possible… … . If it becomes too strong, your body won't be able to withstand it.

"Okay, I'll take care of that. Now live inside me and be my strength."

- Ugh… … .

"If you don't like it, then disappear from here."

The evil spirit was troubled. This was the same as being told to become a slave. But there was no way out.

The evil spirit, who did not want to be annihilated, eventually had no choice but to accept the offer.

Anyway, I have to live by relying on someone else's mana. I don't know about anything else, but the mana in this body is extremely pure and excellent. It seemed like I would have no choice but to live here until this guy dies.

I don't know when I will die.

- Oh, I understand.

Paaaaak!

The demon's body began to disperse and mix with Giselle's mana. The demon's consciousness was separated into the space Giselle had prepared.

As the new power mixed in, Jiselle's eyes turned black for a moment. Arel, who had been watching anxiously from the side, raised his sword in surprise.

Gooooooo… … .

Jiselle smiled, revealing her teeth. After returning, she ran tirelessly toward her goal. She made plans one by one and fought her enemies accordingly.

As a result, the current situation is different from the previous life. The people I love are still alive and I am protecting them.

The will and sense of responsibility to stop the enemy are still there. However, the emotions I felt in my previous life are gradually fading away.

This won't do.

You have to burn more fiercely. Your head has to be cool, but your heart has to be hot.

You shouldn't forget that. Just because you've gone back in time doesn't mean the feelings and memories you had back then will disappear.

This anger and desire for revenge could not be relinquished until the enemy was completely destroyed.

This newfound power will rekindle intense memories and emotions from the past.

Paaaaah!

Jiselle's pupils returned to normal. However, the mana she was emitting was completely different from before.

A crimson aura swarmed around him. At first glance, it looked like magic, but upon closer inspection, it wasn't magic.

"Good."

I felt that the strength I could exert had increased several times. Even though I hadn't yet reached my maximum because I felt like my body wouldn't be able to withstand it, the strength that had filled my entire body was incomparably stronger than before.

That's not all. The guy trapped in his body had various abilities other than amplifying his strength.

The Duke's family still had quite a bit of information about this guy.

[… … We searched for 'it' for a long time. But surprisingly, it was close by. It was in the body of Edwin, the son of the Earl of Mowbray in the South. We couldn't find it because the Earl of Mowbray had been controlling the rumors so thoroughly. We finally found it just before the final battle with the royal family.]

In fact, this guy is not an evil spirit. Rather, he is closer to a spirit.

A being that has been living as a parasite, wandering from body to body for a long time without even remembering who it is.

This spirit was the one the Duke had been looking for in his previous life. Even Jiselle didn't know why he was looking for it.

However, there was a clear reason for Giselle to obtain this spirit before the Duke. This spirit had the ability to nullify mental magic.

[Sir Ilois, a master of illusion magic, tried to separate it from Edwin's mind, but it didn't work at all. Instead, it laughed at Sir Ilois and even released all the control magic he had put on people to keep them from approaching.]

Even with Edwin's poor mana, this guy completely nullified the mental magic of a 7th circle wizard.

If you use Giselle's mana, you will be able to solve at least one battlefield.

[We tried several methods and finally convinced it. It inhabited the body of the sword master, Count Balzac, and received his mana in exchange for helping us. It accepted our offer. And its power was truly amazing.]

After obtaining this spirit, Count Balzac became much stronger than before. He was so powerful that he won an overwhelming victory in a duel with the royal sword master during the civil war.

As a result, Count Balzac became the only sword master in the Kingdom of Rutania.

And now, that power has been taken by Giselle. This spirit's power will also be a great way to block Ilois' wide-area mental magic.

Gooooooo… … .

As Giselle drew up her mana, the air around her began to tremble.

He didn't go crazy or act strangely like Edwin, because he had completely separated and controlled his spirit consciousness.

That's why I wasn't consumed by my emotions. I just amplified my power based on those emotions.

As the 3rd stage core was activated, an enormous amount of mana poured out from Jiselle's body.

Paaaaak!

As he lifts his sword and exerts his strength, the crimson aura blade is easily pulled out.

Before, you had to spend time gathering strength, but now even that process is gone.

"I guess I could try this with Count Balzac."

The power of Count Balzac, whom I met at the banquet, was so great that even I could not estimate it at the time.

The rumor that it was the best sword in the kingdom also seemed to have been reduced. Since it was mainly guarding the duke's side, it probably didn't have much opportunity to unleash its power.

Jiselle smiled ferociously. It felt as if the emotions she had felt in her past life had erupted again like an active volcano.

If this was a disadvantage, it could be considered a disadvantage, but Jiselle didn't care.

This was a body that had already reached the ranks of the strongest in its previous life. It could go faster and control the path it had already taken, so there was no reason to refuse.

Gooooooo!

As per Jiselle's intention, a crimson aura swirled around him, creating dozens of spears.

It was a spear made entirely of pure mana power. It was almost like magic. Perhaps it was closer to the refined magic of wizards.

The spears could not withstand the force of Giselle and were blown out in all directions.

Kwakwakwakwakwakwakwak!

There was a loud noise and dozens of spears shattered the entire ceiling of the tower.

"Eww!"

Edwin sat down, clutching his head. Arel also raised his sword to knock down the rocks that were falling on him.

Of course, no one got hurt because Giselle was protecting them by emitting mana.

"Hahahahahaha!"

Giselle laughed heartily, delighted with her new power. And the spirit inside Giselle, who was watching, trembled and thought.

'This kid is crazy. He must have some kind of mental illness. It was my fault. I have to live as this guy's slave for a while!'

No matter how much I thought about it, it was clear that he was crazy. He was someone who couldn't be explained otherwise.