chapter 8

8

[408] Final Decision (8)

It was a gloomy day.

I rolled up my clothes and packed dry food and first aid kits in case of an emergency.



As I grabbed the full military backpack with my right hand, it went into the Kubrick's slot.

Sirone, who was examining the scabbard while holding Armand, saved it to Kubrick's second slot.

Loaded weight 38.7 kg. It could be said that it was captured optimally while leaving an extra space.



"… … ."

Sirone looked around the room to see if anything was missing and checked the time.

After confirming that it was near midnight, I took out Maya's letter that was stored in the drawer of my desk and read it again.

It was the day of the presentation of the Supernatural Psychic Research Society that Maya fell in love with Sirone.

It felt like destiny when Sirone stood in front of Maya at the senior year welcome party.

The reason why he asked who the girl he wanted to kiss was actually half joking and half serious, but he said it was the result of such a foolish delusion that he would choose him.



Her heart was engraved on four pages of letter paper. It was a confession that she did her best to convey her sincerity rather than embellish and wrap it up.

If you accept my heart, please come out to the park in two days at midnight.

Even if you don't come out, I will never resent or hate you.



I want you to show your sincerity this time. love you.

Sirone folded the letter along Maya's crease and put it in the envelope. Then, as if taking something precious, I poked it into his inner pocket and gently pressed it with the palm of my hand.

"Maya… … ."



Sirone left the dorm earlier than the promised time. Should I make her wait until this day?

It was 10 minutes ago when we arrived at the park.

Beneath the only light on, he waited for Maya to come out.



Deng. Deng. Deng.

The midnight bell struck.

As the clouds thickened, the wind and rain came in. Thunder was heard from the distant sky, and cold raindrops fell.

Shoot Aaaaaaa!

Numerous percussion instruments disturbed Sirone's hearing.

Streams of water trickled down her wet hair, and her clothes were soaking up the water and getting heavier.



Sirone was looking at the path Maya was walking.

Deng.

The bell announcing one o'clock struck.



Until then, Maya hadn't come.

I heard the sound of water splashing and someone walking behind me.

It was only after the raindrops that fell on her head were blocked that Sirone finally looked back.



Amy was standing with an umbrella.

The two were just looking into each other's eyes.

Amy wanted Sirone to tell her first, and Sirone had nothing to say to her.



Amy's emotions, which had been suppressed, finally exploded.

Resentment, anger, bewilderment, betrayal, and perhaps even more desperateness.

She gritted her teeth and spat out in a trembling voice.

"Why did you come out?"

Sirone did not answer.

"say. why did you come here Really Maya and… … ."

"It has nothing to do with you."

Amy's heart sank.

I knew that Maya would confess.

The reason why he agreed despite knowing it was the confidence that he had seen Sirone's feelings with his own eyes. He agreed, and what he regretted was his insecurity about Maya's courage.

It was Amy who ran around the room nervously and eventually couldn't stand it and ran to the park.

Sirone was waiting for Maya. And now she was staring at herself with such cold eyes.



"no. It can't be."

Amy's voice crackled.

"What's going on? I mean, you're so weird these days. it's still weird say! Tell me what's going on! If you don't tell me, I won't see you anymore."

"okay. doesn't care."

Amy couldn't believe it.

Why do you have to treat me so coldly?

It wasn't the Sirone I used to know. I was afraid.

She was naked in front of Sirone for the first time.

"why? why do you do that why don't you say anything Is it because I don't act like Maya? Fool, me too, me too you… … ."



Sirone hugged Amy tightly. Otherwise, there was no way to hide the distorted face.

Hot tears mixed with the cold rain water and ran down my cheeks.

"Amy, thank you so much."



Embarrassed, Amy burst into tears.

I grabbed Sirone's collar and tried to shake it off, but it just slipped.

"no. don't hug I mean say it! tell me why! You bastard!"

There was no strength in his hands.

Time pushed her back and a cliff awaited her in front. For the first time she had the idea that she wanted to turn back time.

Sirone said the last words with a sad smile.

"Hi, Amy… … ."

Took.

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The umbrella fell from Amy's hand. The sound of the stinging rain was huge.

Even when Sirone left her body, she couldn't move with a dazed expression on her face.



Tears welled up and I couldn't see anything.

"Ugh. Ugh."

The moment the sobs that had been blocked in her throat burst out, the sky quiveringly cried on her behalf.

* * *

thump thump! thump thump!

Collie, the head teacher of the senior class, was awakened by the sound of knocking on the door of the annex.



I hurriedly put on my gown, rubbed my sleepy eyes, and opened the door to find Maya soaked in rain.

"Maya? What are you doing at this hour?"

"teacher… … ."

Maya couldn't control her emotions and burst into tears in Collie's arms.

"Aaaaaang!"

Collie was perplexed, but looked at Maya's condition. It seemed that the order would be to calm down the trembling body first.

Colli, who had put wood in the fireplace and made a fire, sat Maya down and handed her a towel.

Cocoa was boiled and placed in front of her, but she just watched the flames in the fireplace, mesmerized.

'It must have been a crab.'

Collie had a hunch that the day Maya had spoken of was today.

He didn't show it during the senior year schedule, but he was a disciple whom he loved so much that he personally enrolled him in a magic school and taught him.

'A young child. I can't take care of my own feelings because I'm counting other people's feelings.'



Collie first saw Maya at the opening of an outdoor performance by singer Canary.

Outside the barricade, commoners also had a chance to watch, and the nobles seemed to like this way.

So, the event planner went further and set up a strategy to highlight the excellence of the canary by having a commoner in the opening performance.



That's how the 14-year-old Maya was recruited.

However, the planner's tricks went awry. It was because the popular song of a 14-year-old girl was beautiful enough to give goosebumps.

No wonder the nobles were offended, and as soon as the song was over they began to boo and criticize.

It is said that there were even nobles who called the chieftain of the tribe and forced him to bring Maya to bed for a large sum of money.

The chief attacked a nobleman and was beaten to death and kicked out, and Maya gave up her dream of becoming a singer that day.

Collie recommended Maya to become a wizard.

He had a weak temperament, but he certainly had omnipotent talent, and he succeeded in entering the Spirit Zone in two years.

I didn't want anything like a great wizard.

Wouldn't that be enough if she could become a wizard, raise the tribe, and sing the song she really wanted to sing?

"Did Sirone-kun not come out?"

Maya gently raised the corner of her mouth. It was the only happiness that could be obtained in pain.

"no. gave it to me Like an idiot, I told you not to come out like that. It wouldn't matter if you cut off things like me, but I gave it to you. For me, they waited for over an hour."

Maya covered her face with both hands.

"So it hurts my heart. Because that sirone is so good. Because I want to be his woman."

"Shouldn't you have walked a horse? Could it be that I really liked you?"



Maya shook her head.

"I knew from the beginning that I couldn't win Sirone's heart. I confessed even though I knew it. I like it so much, I don't think I can stand it without talking about it. So she went in knowing it was hell."

Maya looked back at Collie with a terrified expression.

"But what should I do? It hurts so much. I feel sick and I think I will die. Can we forget Sirone? Can I go back to the way I was before meeting Sirone?"

Cole spoke his mind frankly.

"Maya, you cannot erase past memories. It is something you will have to live with for the rest of your life."

"I don't think I can. Being so sick… … how… … ."

Maya finally sobbed.

Collie came over and hugged her and gave her a pat on the back.

"There is no need to be afraid. Scars don't go away, but as you live, so many new scars form that you don't know which ones Sirone left behind. Then you'll be fine again. Just live like that."

Maya rubbed her face against Collie's chest.

"It is not living. With no hope… … How can I live?"



"Maya, I don't live for hope. It is to create hope in order to live. I won't be able to forget it, but everything will be alright. You can create another hope."

"I hate that. I want Sirone to come to me. She wants you to love me with poetry."

When cut by a knife, it doesn't hurt. What really hurts was when I realized I had been cut.

That is why the emotion Maya felt now was fear, not pain. Fear of the pain to come.

'The more tender the heart, the harder it will be. But Maya, an artist is someone who talks about humans. Even when he looks down from a high place, he never sees humans. So remember today's pain. Sing in the lowest place. Then one day everyone will heal your wounds.'

Collie stroked Maya's back.

Her shoulders trembled pitifully, like a baby bird whose wings have been snapped by a storm.

* * *

3 am.

Since there was no intention of sleeping in the first place, Sirone returned to the inn and washed herself and changed into new clothes.

As I sat down at my desk and blocked my thoughts for a while, the lingering lingering sound of crying leaked out by itself.

"Has everything been sorted out now?"

Withdrew from the Supernatural Psychic Research Society. Nade was very angry, but eventually hugged him and told him to come back no matter what.

And today, I ended my own goodbyes to Maya and Amy.

I wanted to sever all ties before going to heaven.

No, I had to.

If you have any regrets here, you will hesitate at the decisive moment. Because you will hesitate in a situation where you must die.

In a short period of time, Sirone had sorted out all the ties that could be sorted out.



But still, the faces of precious people came to my mind.

Ryan, Tess, and… … Parents who always want only their son's happiness.

I was fortunate enough to say I love you before leaving home.

It was, truly, the best thing in Sirone's life.

I opened the drawer and took out a clean stationery. The greetings that could not be said now had no choice but to be conveyed in writing.

Spinning the nib with her finger, Sirone finally wrote a letter on the paper.

history

"Black. Sobbing."

Tears flowed from sadness.

I wanted to graduate from magic school. I wanted to experience the world with my friends. She wanted to feel again the thrill she felt when she held Amy's hand.

"mom… … "

Sirone's only parents are Vincent and Olina. That fact will never change.

I should have known before going to heaven.

No, I didn't meet Ikael from the beginning.

But I found out.

She didn't express it to anyone, but in fact, she had the answer to the question that had been in her heart for the rest of her life.

'I'm sorry, I'm sorry.'

Sirone wiped away tears with her sleeve and wrote a will.

Thanks to the people who have helped me, stories about how happy I was because I received a lot of love, and even respect for my parents.

Everything that had been stored for 19 years was being emptied.

——9



Magic Association.

Sakiri, an investigator belonging to the Inspection Division 3 who had previously interrogated Kanis and Arin, was on his way to the prison camp for special criminals under the Association.



Next to him was Blenner, the third deputy director of the National Intelligence Service.

The National Intelligence Service's 3rd Division is the Daecheonguk Information Management Department, a secret organization composed only of black agents whose ranks are not disclosed to civilians.

The reason why the head of such a department personally visited the association was to obtain an item to stop Gaold's plan.



It was the confession of Isabelle, the 3rd class archmage.

"Anyway, it's a problem, a problem. Speaking of Gaold. It's the shame of the kingdom. I didn't like it from the start. After making a lot of people tired, you can just walk away by yourself."

Sakiri was not fooled by Blenner's good impression.

Everyone in the Inspection Department knew that the lobby of Rufist, who is currently serving as the temporary head of the Magic Association, entered Blenner.

"Isabel, that woman is really strong too. Her face is pretty, tsk tsk. Wizards can't do this."

It is not a good thing to hear a wizard's gossip from a non-magician.



Especially if the target of the gossip is a certified third-class archmage he usually respects.

However, Sakiri did not show emotion. He shuts off his emotions with such ease, sometimes when necessary.

"I hear you are the best on this floor. cook to your heart's content I'll do the rear end. I must make her mouth open."



"It is not easy. Even if he is a non-combatant, he is definitely a great wizard. I'm definitely not the kind of person who would commit perjury out of fear of pain."

"Hehe, isn't that why I called you? Sakiri of the 3rd Inspection Division, who says that any criminal can't even be beaten as long as he gets caught."

"I will try my best."



Sakiri replied in a dry voice, deep in thought.

Temporary president Rufist has long regarded Gaold as a thorn in the eye. In my mind, I would want to eliminate Gaold even with all the power of the Association.

'But things didn't go as planned.'



He seized the opportunity to fulfill his long-cherished wish, but the problem was that Gaold's reputation within the association was not as bad as expected.

He's a madman, but that's why he's pure, and even though he has a nasty temper, he's stronger than anyone else.

And this was clearly outside of Lufist's calculations.

The incident in which Isabelle risked her life to protect Gaold during the National Emergency Hearing left a great deal of embarrassment to the Wizards of the Association.

Someone outside of Gaold's bodyguard insisted on Gaold's innocence.

If that is also the guarantee of Isabelle of the official third class, the standard of judgment will be shaken regardless of whether it is true or not.



With the high ground in front of his eyes, Rufist became desperate.

He needed a reason to mobilize all of the association's strength, as he could only become the official head of the association by eliminating Gaold, so it was Blenner, the 3rd deputy director of the National Intelligence Service, who reached out.

'This is my conclusion. but… … .'



The question still lingered.

Forcing perjury and torturing certified magicians is dangerous even for the NIS. But how did it get approved?

'Who's behind it?'



Sakiri hinted at Blenner's intentions.

"How far can I get a confession? Isabelle said in fact she was an Old Guard and she was so she was sheltered, is this enough?"

"Hmm, shouldn't it be a little taller than that? It was enough to lead the plot to assassinate Her Highness. Whether you designed it or distributed the money, you do it yourself."



'I'm thinking of letting go completely.'

No one should know what will happen underground today. Thinking of pruning everything that can be pruned.

This was the reason Sakiri was in charge of the interrogation alone, without even an observer.

"As long as I don't die, I can do anything, so just accept a confession. I've installed a video recording device. Then get out Obscura B and bring it to me. And you are special."

'It was something like that.'

The final puzzle was put together in Sakiri's head.

The beauty archmage's torture process is recorded in its entirety. Could there be a better snuff for old politicians joining a decadent society?

That's just why.

Outside, a king's assassination attempt is taking place, the head of the Magic Association is changing, and the world is about to turn upside down, but someone is just immersed in their hobby.

'Perhaps this is also a very humane thing.'

Sakiri understood.

If you have the ability to do something, humans do it.



Upon arriving at the prison cell for special offenders, Sakiri fixed her eyes on the iron door.

Whether he had heard anything, Blenner did not show interest in the circumstances behind the iron gate.

"Then please. deal with it as soon as possible You have to get a confession within 48 hours."

48 hours.

"Do not worry. This is the guy who came all the way here."

Blenner patted Sakiri on the shoulder with confidence and turned around.

It wasn't until the sound of footsteps echoing in the hallway died down that Sakiri reached for the iron door's security device.

Upon entering the Spirit Zone, the lock on the iron door reading the personal information rattled and unlocked.

I pulled the half-open iron door and found Isabelle sitting on a tandem chair installed against the wall of the dark prison.



A model employee of the Magic Association who always adhered to neat attire and took pride in it.

But now, with disheveled hair covering his face and his wrists resting on his knees, he was a shabby criminal with mana control devices handcuffed.

Two on the left and right sides, and one on the side of the iron gate. A total of three video recording devices were installed.



The one in the front flashed a red light and was recording Isabelle's condition for several days.

"It feels strange to meet you in a place like this."

Isabelle didn't respond.

He was just repeating empty breaths in a limp posture like a corpse.

Sakiri didn't care and checked the video recording devices while unbuttoning his sleeve.

"Do you know what is the scariest thing I've ever felt in my life? It means that humans are endowed with unlimited freedom. It really is. No matter how absurd, humans can do it."

After confirming that the video recording device on the left was turned off, Sakiri moved to the wall on the right.

"Is it impossible to strangle a child who does not get sick even if he puts it in his eyes? Isn't it too stupid to believe if you think so? No matter how much you love it, just do it. That is human freedom."

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After checking the second device, Sakiri looked into the lens of the last device turned on and said.

"Reset Obscura B to save records."



When I pressed the button, the device turned off, ready to restart.

It was only after the three video recording devices turned off that Isabelle raised her head. The eyes that gave up her hope confirmed Sakiri's face.

"Come to think of it, it's tomorrow, the first son's death."

Sakiri is now the father of two daughters, but originally had one more son. However, the son suffered from Tris disease, which rots the whole body, two years after he was born, and died two years later.

Sakiri was a regular eater.

"Well, this is life. Then shall we begin?"



When the switch installed on the wall was lowered, the incandescent light in the ceiling turned on, making the prison as bright as daylight.

thud! thud! thud! thud!

Then, the walls opened in series, and the prison expanded as long as the corridor.

Every conceivable instrument of torture and equipment was placed there.

"Usually torture chambers are dark, but I like the light side. Torture is also a kind of communion. It might make you feel a little dirty to see your body breaking down, but just give up."

Sakiri took the scissors to cut the prison uniform and checked the blade.

"What should I do first? What are you weak against? ache? foreign body sensation? fear? body transformation? Shame?"

Isabelle said in a calm voice.

"You're kind, Sakiri."

"I understand with duality. There's nothing good about stimulating them before they even start. We'd better start with the water torture. For the sake of the show, it is better to have a clean body first."

"If not… … Why are you conflicting?"

Sakari's fingers stopped snapping the scissors.



"conflict?"

"You would have known. No matter what you do to me, I will not withdraw from speaking at the hearing. However, your rule of thumb, 'The Balance of Truth' is an exception. I don't know the activation conditions, but there's no need to waste time playing house like this, right?"

Sakiri, who had been silently looking at the scissors, sighed and turned around.



"Haa, as long as this guy or that guy is alive."

Limp!

The scissors nervously fell back to where they were.

Sakiri, who had been standing still, turned slowly and looked down at Isabelle.

"… … Why did you do that?"

Isabelle tilted her head slightly, as if not understanding the meaning.

"Why are you coming? You're not even a member of the Royal Guard. It's the same as using Gaold, Lufist, or the Association for personal purposes. Lufist took over the association to gain power, and Gaold became the president of the association for revenge. Why did you protect Gaold anyway?"

Isabelle's answer was simple.

"I don't know either."

"I do not know?"

"Sakiri, I don't know. It's not a thoughtful decision. Yes, like you said, both Gaold and Luffist are self-centered people. Still, the reason why I chose Gaold… … ."

Isabelle thought for a moment and smiled bitterly.

"I just liked Gaold a little better than Lufist. That's all."

"… … ."

Sakiri flicked her jaw joint left and right.



Then he turned back to the shelf where the instruments of torture were placed, his face contorted like that of a sick person.

'Damn it. There was such an easy way.'

Since when did the name wizard come to be called a politician's dog?

Aren't those who fought with an iron intellect who pushed through what they believed to be right now in the association?

"… … 48 hours."

Sakiri picked up an instrument of torture that looked like a 20 cm long awl.

"In the next 48 hours, Rufist will defy public opinion and move the Association. Of course, if you perjury in it, the time will be shorter."

Isabelle hadn't even thought of that situation.

"Forty-eight hours. It's pretty tight."

"That's why Lufist is also impatient. If possible, he would like to become the president of the association with the support of the majority of the association members, but as long as Gaold is alive, his current position is in jeopardy. In short, as long as you hold out, you can buy yourself more time."

Sakiri poked the awl with the tip of her finger, then looked back at Isabelle with a cold gaze.

"I will protect the last degree of dignity as a human being and as a woman. It's not because I have good feelings for you. As a mage, I just don't want to cater to the tastes of perverted old men. But the pain will be considerable."



Isabelle didn't care. She just stared up at her ceiling, lost in her thoughts, oblivious to the terrible time ahead.

'Whoops, Gaold. Seriously, how many people are you bothering?'

yeah, why?

Why did he defend Gaold, who had nothing to do with him?

'Perhaps I, too, have been possessed by your madness.'

The light came on as the video recording device restarted.

After activating the remaining two devices, Sakiri stood where the three focus points were set and announced the start of the official interrogation.

"From now on, I will begin interrogating Isabelle, the manager of the magic library of the Magic Association."

Isabelle's eyes lit up for the first time.

'Go, Gaold. Go beyond good and evil, transcend the future of mankind, and go to the ultimate realm that humans can reach.'

Sakiri grabbed Isabelle's hair and violently raised it.

His eyes widened as he stared at the soft nape of his neck.

'48 hours from now. Hold on.'

Screams echoed through the corridor of the prison cell.

———10



Galliant is a world-class resort, but the scenery here outside the holiday season was just a secluded fishing village.



Arriving around lunchtime, Sirone bought a handful of fish fillets from the stall.

The fish pho, which is said to be delicious only when slightly spoiled, was chewy like jelly and had the deep taste of the sea.

There was no liner, so I thought I would have to hire a captain.



The fare is expensive, but the money saved so far will not be enough.

When I asked the villagers, they said that it takes about an hour for the boats that left early in the morning to come back with the meat.

Since there was nowhere to go, Sirone walked to the breakwater and looked at the distant sea.

It's not the first time I've been on a trip, and my teammates are waiting for me on the island, but I felt like I was left alone in the world.

'School must be lunchtime now.'

Sirone didn't think about it.



There is nowhere to go back to. shouldn't have been

"Are you Aryan Sirone?"

A woman in a costume completely different from that of the Tormia Kingdom was standing behind Sirone.



Even in the warm weather, the sleeves came down to the wrists, and the hood hanging down the back was thicker than winter clothes.

The look of her biting on a black nipple was very different, but the woman's eyes were deep and mysterious, so it was an atmosphere that made it impossible to look at her with strange eyes.

Sirone turned her attention to the strange creature floating above the woman's head.



It was a soft and transparent monster, and the sphere inside it was generating an electric field as it rotated.

An auto prism that scatters light to create a transparent effect in a specific range.

It had almost no fighting power, but it was a monster listed in the 4th tier of summoning magic with great utility.



Sirone gave a wary look.

In the worst situation, he would pick up Armand and fight, but if he was a wizard who summoned a Tier 4 monster, he would have to be seen as inferior in terms of ability.

"Who are you? how can i get my name… … ."

"My name is Zulu. Gaold told me to bring you."

"huh? Everything?"

For a moment, being embarrassed by the bizarre use of language, Sirone opened her eyes wide and looked directly at the woman's face.



"yes? Zulu?"

There was no way he didn't know the name of the world's only and strongest summoning wizard who could match a tier 1 lich.

In disbelief, Sirone pointed her finger at her and checked again.



"… … Zulu?"

"Yes, Zulu."

Zulu nodded nonchalantly and said.



"I don't have much time. I need to cross the border before dark, so follow me."

"Where is the president of the association?"

"They have already arrived at Galliant and are preparing for the Gangran. Are you going or not?"



"I'll go."

When I gave up my exhausting search and approached Zulu, she disarmed the auto prism and cast a mass teleport.

The landscape seemed to be pulled into a single point, and then expanded into a new landscape.

It was halfway up the mountain behind the port.

The breakwater where the two of them were was small at the far end of the field of vision, and at the bottom of the mountain was a village of fishing villagers.

Zulu summoned the grotesque Kaidra from there.

Its smooth, hairless skin had a long snout like an awl, and its huge claws that supported its body seemed to be holding a mountain.

Contrary to his hideous appearance, Kaidra rubbed his beak on Zulu like a child, then knelt down and let one wing hang down.

Sirone climbed on the wings following Zulu.

Caydra's backbone protrudes out of the skin like a shark's fin, so it blocks air resistance and allows it to sit in the hollow of the backbone, giving it a good sense of stability.

"be careful. I will fly high."

Caydra, flapping her wings and pushing off the ground with her two legs, flew straight up as soon as she surfaced.



Shirone, tired of her pale face, stared at the fast-approaching sky.

When I started flying in normal orbit, the ground was only a distant dot.

"A lift-based rogue named Kaidra. They don't need as much oxygen, so they can fly at higher altitudes than strength-based creatures. In this way, the probability of avoiding the search system Joner's algorithm increases."

Searching the sky is not too difficult for zoners who have a spirit zone with a basic diameter of 2 kilometers.

However, as the altitude increased, the shape of the spirit zone had to be transformed into a target type or sniper mode, so it was natural that the search range would decrease.

Sirone finally felt a sense of reality.

The person in front of me was really a Zulu.

"Thank you for coming to pick me up. To be honest, I never thought that such a great person would come to greet me."

"Gaold said the Association would move sooner or later. It looks like there is stillness inside. I fixed it as soon as possible and took the lead to heaven. So I was in charge of the transport. Right now, I am on my way to pick up a woman named Shiina."



"Oh, I see."

"Of course, I would have come even if the matter was not urgent. Sein said he would use anything that could be used to produce results. I'll be in charge of utilities on the team, so you can tell me anything you need for the mission."

Zulu's words made sense.



From now on, we need to move organically as a team. Regardless of seniors and juniors, they must do their best in their respective duties.

"yes! I wish you well!"

Sirone bowed her head courageously.

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Kentra city.

The meat produced in Kentra, Tormia's famous pastoral area, is designated as a royal tribute because of its high quality.

The catering business was also active, and an entire street was filled with restaurants.

People wearing cowboy hats often passed by, leather clothes were popular, and whips sold like hot cakes.

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However, the reason why Shiina decided to meet here wasn't because the meat was delicious or to buy Kentra specialties.

It was because this was exactly the halfway point when they started from Kreas and Baska.



Shiina checked the restaurant sign and opened the door.

Compared to Creas, the atmosphere was more conventional, and although reservations were made, the seats were sparsely empty.

After emptying the glass of water the waiter poured out, she anxiously waited for the person she would meet today.

There were about 20 minutes left until the appointment time, but it was still unsure if he would come out.

No, if you're sane, there's no way you'll come out.

After seeing the match, I didn't contact you once, but I only got a certified 5th grade congratulatory letter, so I made a lunch appointment.



That too by rapid telegram.

There was no one who received a telegram at dawn, prepared it in a hurry, and went all the way to Kentra City to eat meat.

'Because it's worth the bottom line.'

The door opened with a bell and a man entered.

Parka Kuan, an instructor at the Kaizen Swordsmanship Academy.

The cold eyes watching the atmosphere in the hall were still the same, but the outfit was different from the last time they met, and they seemed to be quite careful.

Kuan's icy stare only softened a little when he saw Shiina sitting at the table.

As he moved his body with a limp, all eyes of the nobles focused on him.

I never tried to hide the fact that my legs were uncomfortable, but I always felt like a loser in the crowd.

Especially when people's eyes shifted from Kuan to Shiina, I felt the urge to cut down everyone in this place.

Shiina stood up and raised her hand.

As per his personality, he couldn't even give a friendly smile, but he had an attitude that didn't care about people's gazes.



There is also Armin who sacrificed both eyes for her.

The fact that Kuan's legs were uncomfortable didn't bother Shiina at all.

Being conscious of prejudice is not something that can be hidden, so Kuando could feel Shiina's sincerity.



Maybe that's why I didn't even know the topic and didn't know if I had come this far.

"You came. Sorry for the rude request."

"As this is an urgent telegram, I thought there must be a reason. For now, please sit down."

The food was served, but the two were still silent. I was just concentrating on cutting the meat and putting it in my mouth.

Whoever it was, there was no immunity in this position.

Still, Kuan, a man, mustered up the courage to speak to me for the first time.

"Congratulations. Certified 5th class wizard. You are really cool at such a young age."

Shiina couldn't put it off any longer.

She didn't have much time, and if Quan refused, she had to leave immediately for Galliant.

"I sent you a telegram because I have a request for you."

It was a strange word to say in return for congratulations, so Quan blinked while holding the tableware.

Then he nodded his head and said.

"Yes, you say."

Shiina explained the project.

Information that could put the team at risk was blocked, but the world's notice would end tomorrow, so the content was core and nothing harsh.

"… … So, I wanted to have at least one hitman in the team. I think Mr. Quan is the right person."

Quan, who remained motionless until the end of the story, dropped the tableware onto the plate with a rattling sound. And she gulped down the water as if she had lost her appetite.

Shiina calmly waited.

It's no different from saying that I'm going to die. It will leave a stigma in history.

Persuasion is impossible anyway.

From now on, it was entirely up to him to decide.

Quan turned his gaze to the dining room floor, lost in thought. Then he looked back at Shiina and said.

"Can I ask you one question?"

"Anything. Any information that can be revealed."

"Why me?"

Shiina's eyes fell coldly.

"As you can see, my leg is not intact. And for me, the legs are an important test. Why does it have to be me?"



"That's Kuan-san's skills… … ."

Shiina swallowed the compliment in her throat.

There was no way he didn't know how Kuan had come to this place. No man would drive all the way to lunch with a woman he didn't even like.

Armin had sent him off with his heart, but he thought that he shouldn't use Kuan's heart.

I just wanted to reveal the truth and wait for his decision.

"Quan-san, it doesn't matter when you die."

Shiina said with a determined expression.

"I heard that there are no parents, no siblings, no connections. Even if Mr. Quan dies, there is no force that can move. I thought there was no need to take care of it even if things went wrong."

Kuan looked at Shiina with blank eyes.

No matter how much you say this to someone's face.

Somehow, from the moment I received the urgent telegram, I thought things were going well.

"But never underestimate your skills. Kuan-san's swordsmanship… … ."

"Kuk-kuk. Whoop whoop whoop!"

Kuan lowered his head and laughed with his shoulders trembling, and Shiina stopped talking with a nervous expression.

"Even when I die, I don't have to take care of it? If you really thought so… … ."

Quan opened his eyes and bit his lips.

"You've come to the right place."

Now I know, why was this woman.

There is no pity as much as there is no prejudice.

To him, who was tired of the pretentious life of a human being, he showed self-deprecation.

Kuan withdrew his earlier thoughts.

Still, it seems that God is still looking into her life.

it's heaven

Could there be a more suitable place for a sword demon's tomb?

Kuan got up from his seat on the table.

"Let's go. It seems urgent. There is nothing to do other than prepare. The personal affairs were already done 10 years ago."

"I'd appreciate it if you would, but at least a message… … ."

"Do not worry. It's a decision I made as a single prosecutor. It will be too late if you prepare yourself at the moment of death. There is no need to look back on the way to the battlefield."

It was a bit of an extreme resolution, but it was hard to find a more suitable person for the role of a hitman.

Regardless of their motive, a suicide commando who takes on the future of mankind and plunges into the fire.

Shiina sincerely respected his resolve.

"thank you."

Kuan, as a swordsman, also lowered his head as if swearing by a sword.

"I am."

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