Episode 97. Conditions of power (7)
The moment Lindsay first saw the boy during the match against Gunther, she knew.
A smooth movement that seems to cut through space, a movement that is light yet feels heavy.
Even the icy ruthlessness that emanates from it.
There was only one person on this continent who could show something like that.
‘mist… … .’
The place where he lived, where he found strength, and where he thought he had abandoned it.
A place that has superior abilities called the power of God, but continues to wait meaninglessly for a successor.
That boy was, without a doubt, a mist.
They rarely show up, so what are they doing here at Lamber Star?
Lindsay was able to realize this without much difficulty.
He said he came to kill me.
They were fully aware that as long as there were people other than themselves who could control Aer’s power, they would come to eliminate them someday.
But there’s only one boy?
She thought.
Silica, it seems like that woman is ignoring her too much.
At best, they’re trying to assassinate him with just one executive-level member.
It was so ridiculous that it was ridiculous.
However, there was one thing that was interesting.
The sword the boy used.
A purple blade with a gloomy aura and a black jewel embedded in the hilt of the sword.
In appearance, it was very similar to Aer’s magic sword called Kayram.
But she soon shook her head.
There’s no way there’s a magic sword in a place like this, right?
Having a magic sword means that the owner who wields it is the heir, but Lindsay never thought that the boy would be the heir.
To her, a successor is like a being that does not exist in this world.
Rather, he even thought that he could take on the role of his successor.
But now, I thought I would never appear in front of her,
The owner of the magic sword and the one who received the imprint of Aer,
A successor was in place.
* * *
The fog that escaped from Kayram enveloped my entire body.
-sssss
A situation where two spaces that should not coexist are located in one place.
As a result, the fog in the space of nothingness that had been imprisoning me stirred greatly.
There is one thing that people misunderstand: the power of the black fog is not luxurious enough to destroy all things in the world.
It just neutralizes the thing itself.
It just returns to a quiet state, like putting a crying child to sleep.
That’s the power of fog.
-Kwasik
“My, my fog?”
A crack appeared in the space along with the sound of a window breaking.
Her fog disappeared helplessly, without any resistance.
Strictly speaking, it does not disappear, but is absorbed into my fog.
I shouted at her as she finished preparing.
“Ammu Type 6: The space of nothingness!”
It’s the same trick she casted.
But you can’t say that the power is the same.
Still, shouldn’t you confirm it?
What kind of power does the successor that I hated so much have?
“Do you think I’ll give in to your fog?!”
She did not back down, but roared loudly and accepted the empty space as it was.
Actually, I guess it’s true that it can’t be avoided.
This is a subspace created by the power of fog.
There is no place to escape from the fog.
“Ugh!”
She was desperate.
There was a strong determination in his eyes, as if he would not be consumed by my fog no matter what happened.
But how can things in this world be accomplished through will alone?
She writhed in agony as the fog became more and more constricting, and just when she thought it would end without any major upheaval,
-Paat
The space of nothingness has disappeared.
“haha… … .”
It was finally destroyed.
For a moment, I was a little surprised by the unexpected results.
She immediately raised her eyebrows and shouted at me.
“Those eyes! Those disgusting eyes that seem to crush me! “You’re no different from that bitch!”
I didn’t know I’d hear something like that.
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Since when did my eyes start to resemble the head of the family?
“You guys can’t help but block my path? I am the one truly qualified to inherit Aer’s power… … .”
[Then prove it.]
Lindsay’s gaze turned to Kayram next to her.
[Everything depends on the results. If you are truly the right person to inherit the power of that bastard god, wouldn’t you just kill that successor right here and now? I don’t think there is any better proof than that.]
Uh, uh, that devil-like magic sword is teasing its tongue again.
I think he wants to have more fun by provoking her.
Well, it’s even weirder to stay still in a situation like this.
“… … !”
There is nothing to say unless you make eye contact.
As she raised her eyes to indicate that she should just do whatever she wanted, anger welled up in her eyes again.
“Mist, successor… … . “You are of no help to me.”
-Sreung
At the same time, a dagger appeared in her arms.
“So I will kill you all and I will stand at the center! “No one can stop me!”
-fault
Do you know what one of the things an assassin should never do is?
It’s just about rushing in blindly based on emotions.
Well, even though it’s been a long time since I left the organization,
It was something I couldn’t understand, how they could stand at the center without even forgetting the basics of being an assassin.
Did you say you need qualifications to possess power?
That is correct.
The power given must be used generously and not withheld.
That way, you won’t regret it later.
-Suddenly
The sensation of my limbs being cut was clearly conveyed.
One movement was enough, and he exhaled slowly and lowered his sword.
-Too-duk-duk
Soon the fog cleared, and red blood poured down like blood from above.
[Didn’t it end too blandly?]
Kayram asked with a dissatisfied expression.
“I don’t think there’s any need to make things complicated… … .”
As always, I just answered calmly.
* * *
While watching Lindsay and the boy fight, Lisa could do nothing.
In fact, it was difficult to even call it a blood clot.
It was as if one side just unilaterally pressed the button.
Just like in the arena, the boy overwhelmingly defeated his opponent without any difficulty.
I was devastated.
At least she, who she thought was the strongest of all the people she had ever seen, met her end with such an ugly appearance.
Beyond feeling helpless, feelings of helplessness and misery were pressing down on her body.
“… … !”
The boy looked at her.
Although the knife was still held in Lisa’s hand, the boy’s face showed no signs of caution.
I thought it was natural.
To him, he is like an insect that can be stepped on and killed at any time.
-plodding along
He took a step and began to slowly approach her.
All Lisa could do was make eye contact.
Continue eye contact with squinted eyes for 3 seconds.
Lisa closed her eyes without saying a word.
“What are you doing?”
In response to the boy’s question, she spoke resignedly.
“If possible, please let me go without suffering…” … .”
In fact, it was an unreasonable request in the name of a request.
“I know. It’s shameless to ask something like this from someone who tried to kill you. If you don’t like it, there’s nothing we can do. “I’ll just take it in stride.”
The boy let out a short laugh, then squatted down in front of her and asked.
“Do you think I’m going to kill you?”
“Of course. I tried to kill you, and I saw your secrets that no one else should know. There would be absolutely no reason to keep you alive. I deserve to die, even if only to silence him… … .”
“You’re not going to kill me?”
It only took a moment for my closed eyes to open.
* * *
Manager Lee, you’re talking about getting into quite a bit of trouble.
Still, there is nothing more precious than life, so why should we give up on life so easily?
“W-what now… … .”
“I won’t kill you.”
“Well, that’s it! Cut off my limbs one by one and make me suffer until the end… … .”
“I don’t think so. Are you saying we just send it back intact?”
“… … ?”
She looked at me silently with strange eyes mixed with question and astonishment.
So, I also calmly accepted her gaze.
Another thing people misunderstand is that Mist’s goal is assassination, not massacre.
If you eliminate the initial target, that’s it, there’s no point in killing any more.
It didn’t take long before her mouth opened again.
“Well, don’t lie! You should also tease in moderation! You’re an assassin! An assassin spares the person who tried to kill him! “What kind of assassin would do that!”
I said calmly.
“I guess it wasn’t intentional anyway?”
“Yeah, that’s true, but… … .”
I could tell from the moment our swords met in the first place.
The murderous will to kill me was exquisitely mixed with the agony that it was absolutely impossible.
She just had no choice but to bump into me to carry out the owner’s orders.
“B-But I know that you are Mist’s assassin… … .”
“so? Are you trying to make a fuss about it?”
“Oh, no! “I never say anything!”
Isn’t that what happened then?
No one will remember my face if I talk about it anyway.
“Are you really not going to kill me?”
“You say your mouth is starting to hurt? “How much more do we have to talk about?”
Looking at his face, it seemed like even if I told him 100 times it wouldn’t be enough.
“You’re such an assassin, but you’re so lenient… … .”
I thought I couldn’t deny it, so I snorted.
“Let me ask you just one question.”
She was intimidated for a moment, but her eyes brightened again.
“When I think about it, I don’t understand.”
“W-what?”
“Why did you tell me to leave?”
Even though she was in a position to carry out Lindsay’s orders, she showed unnecessary approval to me, telling me to leave if I wanted to live.
Is it really necessary?
Me and her were just customers and clerks?
As she continued to worry, her eyes soon turned to Lindsay’s brutally butchered body.
Situations like this happened more often than you might think.
After dealing with the target, join the other people still present.
You may be wondering, but Mist’s goal is assassination, not massacre.
Once you deal with your initial target, that’s it. Don’t deal with unrelated people around you for no reason.
“under… … .”
She sighed, feeling relieved yet relieved.
“I-I don’t know if this explains it… … .”
I’ll judge that after listening.
“It was exactly the customer’s age. When Gunther and I came here… … .”
(Continued in the next part)
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