Chapter 62.3: Refrigon (8)

"···"

I sighed as I looked down at the tragedy unfolding in the arena.

I came to watch the championship game because I just wanted to check the results before leaving the city. Because the last time he saw Reef, it bothered him.

But the game was going in a direction no one expected.

He was thinking of doing this in the first place.

I stared at the Tyrant sitting in the distance, high in the arena.

Did he intentionally inject more blood into her younger brother, causing the light blood disease to run rampant?

I thought he must have some kind of ulterior motive, but the Tyrant, his malice was beyond my imagination.

At this rate, she had to either kill her brother with her own hands, or die by her brother's hands. Because Actipol's match ended only when one side died.

Asher, who was next to him, was also watching the game with a terribly hardened face.

The crowd was cheering more excitedly than when she played against Gillock.

Unfortunately, I couldn't help her.

In the first place, light blood disease was a disease that disappeared only when the Tyrant died.

It was absurd to fight the Tyrant and kill him just to save Reef's brother.

Because if a Lord killed another Lord, it was the same as turning the entire Calderic into an enemy.

Because of that absolute iron rule, Lords with different tendencies did not interfere with each other, and Calderic's order and system could be maintained for hundreds of years.

"Tsk."

I turned around and clicked my tongue.

It was even more disgusting to be here. It was the moment I was about to leave the stadium…

"···?!"

I grabbed my forehead and staggered at the sudden overwhelming headache.

Asher was startled and grabbed me.

"···Sir Ron? What's wrong?"

I pushed her away and frowned.

What's this···

Unknown memories were running through my mind.

Dizziness? Deja vu?

A strange feeling, as if it had happened once.

[All, I will kill them all!]

I saw a dead woman, a boy crying over Reef's corpse.

[You made a contract with the demons? Ah, you are born with a rare quality, but you threw it in the trash and it turned into a waste.]

As time passed, the boy who had changed completely from before, and the Overlord standing in front of him overpowering him like that, flashed past in my mind.

[How about playing a game with me? I'll spare your life. Instead, you will become the 7th Lord of Calderic. Just five years. After that, no matter what you do, I won't stop you.]

…In a certain city.

Amidst the blazing heat, the image of a boy who was carrying out a massacre with a bright smile flashed past me for the last time.

"···"

The headache went away, and there were no more memories.

I looked down at the arena again with a confused look on my face.

I stared blankly at the boy, who was running madly to kill his sister.

***

Reef desperately moved her body, that was about to collapse.

The boy ran like a wild beast, grabbing her and trying to bite her. It was a monster that was far beyond normal.

There was nothing she could do against him. She couldn't counterattack by swinging her sword, and she could only dodge his attacks.

Aww!

Even if she called out her younger brother's name and shouted for him to come back to his senses, the only thing that came back was a scream full of murderous intent.

Amid the resounding shouts of the crowd, Reef wrestled with her brother for a long time. However, her body had already reached its limit.

"Argh···!"

Reef barely grabbed the boy's face as he was gnashing his teeth at her.

All she could do was stare at her younger brother, who was frantically trying to bite her throat with his red, bloodshot eyes.

Could there be any more terrifying nightmare than this?

The strength in her grip was getting weaker.

If it was a dream, she would wake up. If it was reality, she just wanted to end it like this.

But before that, it was the boy's side that ran out of energy first.

The boy's body slipped to the side. His rampaging state had ended.

Reef looked blankly at her brother, who had lost consciousness and collapsed, and then turned her gaze to the Tyrant.

He was still staring at this side with a smile that said he would die of joy. As if urging me to put an end to it.

Kill it! Kill it! Kill it…!

Voices echoed from all directions.

She was on the verge of losing her mind.

Not because of the many wounds all over her body, but because of the shouts of those demons.

Reef got up from her seat, shedding tears incessantly with her open eyes.

She picked up the sword that had fallen on the floor, and brought the blade to her neck, and not to the boy who had fallen. To finish the game as they wished.

That was the moment.

Tup.

Someone grabbed her hand, holding the sword.

Her hand went down slowly.

Reef turned her head blankly.

There stood a man with a familiar face.

The shouts that had just been resounding were nowhere to be found, and a terrible silence fell on the arena.

"···Huh?"

The expression of the Tyrant, who was smiling happily, was severely distorted.

The man who had been staring down at the boy who had fallen turned his gaze to the tyrant.

The man, the Seventh Lord's mouth opened softly.

"End this game, Sixth Lord."