# 159
159. Descendants of the Beast King (1)
The basic tasks were completed over a few days.
Reorganization of the training system and creation of management positions and clarification of rules.
It's not finished yet, but it was something that I had to refine over time. Anyway, the operating system will be a little different from Niflheim.
however.
"…"
I was crossing my arms in my private room at the inn.
when late in the evening. Amkena also disconnected. It was time for everyone to sleep.
'There is one troublesome problem.'
A report lay on the desk.
In the report, it was written about a 3-party-only accommodation.
Originally, there was only one person living in the forest where five beastmen were supposed to stay. Because all four of them are dead.
'It looks like Amkena was trying to fill it up.'
The original purpose of this summoning with the twin wizards must have been to replenish the number of people in the 3rd party.
but was not picked.
In a way, it was natural.
The odds of an alien species appearing were extremely rare.
So, what does this guy who is left alone do?
Do nothing.
I was the last to see Kishasha.
It was the appearance of standing in front of the ossuary containing the belongings of four people.
There have been no eyewitnesses since. Looking at Amkena's control panel, it's clear that it's stuck in a 3-party forest, but it doesn't come out at all. In the past, he often interacted with us.
'ha.'
A sigh came out of my mouth.
I understand the situation.
After thinking for a moment, I stood up.
can't wait Kishasha is the only 4-star born in the waiting room.
I know because I'm actually fighting. He was an excellent talent who competed for the highest level of potential. If I left it unattended, the end of that guy who lost power could be seen clearly.
Even if Amkena is a moderate, I will not neglect a useless hero.
Silent protests do not last long.
I put on the scabbard and armor hanging on one side of the wall.
After drinking the cold tea all the way, I left the room. I quickly escaped the darkened interior of the mansion and went down to the third floor of the plaza.
"I see you often these days."
I ran into Belquist on the stairs.
"What's going on? This morning."
"The new guy came in and saw the buds, so I'm going to deal with him. What is the senior doing this early in the morning?"
"I'm going to see Kishasha."
"Hmm."
Belquist touched his chin.
"If you sit there, wouldn't it be a talent without a big deal? It's enough if you leave it alone. What if it's strong. What's wrong with the weak mind?"
"It's my fault that Kishasha became like that."
"It seems like you've changed from your old seniors."
"Where?"
"You have become harmful."
"Has it become harmful?"
"I'll go. Good job babysitter."
Belquist laughed and walked past me up the stairs.
"…"
I don't think so.
The annihilation of the 3rd party is definitely my fault.
I was the one who decided to include Iolka in the mission. I was also the one who dragged the 3 party, which consisted of only beer bottles, into the sea. You have to pay for that mistake.
Well, if Kishasha was an insignificant hero, she wouldn't do anything like this.
'It became harmful.'
It's just a hasty guess.
I came out to the plaza on the third floor with a bitter smile.
I passed through the square where the lights were off and headed towards the inn. If you turn right at the hall at the entrance of the accommodation and walk for a while…
it's crispy.
The sound of soil and leaves being stepped on.
When I first came here, there was a noisy little boy hanging from my right hand.
now it's dead
I continued down the aisle.
The metal floors were replaced with dirt and grass.
But the vitality is not visible. It was difficult to distinguish even an inch ahead of the aisle, and I felt only the coldness of the fresh forest breeze.
'Looks like they haven't taken care of it for a long time.'
Because there is no need to do that.
I moved by stepping on the parched leaves.
It wasn't long before we arrived at the private quarters for the 3rd party.
forest village.
The place Amkena had set up for the beastmen is now useless.
After Kishasha's treatment is decided, it will be demolished.
'It's quiet.'
A clear outline emerged in the darkness.
The effect of the Mind's Eye skill. I walked along the forest path that stretched through the middle of the inn.
"Kishasha."
murmured softly.
Soo-in has unusually bright ears.
I'm sure you're listening
"I've come to pick you up."
"…"
"I know it's there."
In a clearing in the woods, I stopped.
Branches and leaves swayed in the wind and made a jarring sound.
"Have you finished clearing your mind? Come back. You must be there to clear the mission."
"…mission."
I turned my gaze to the left.
A shadow swayed in the upper lush foliage of a beautiful tree.
"okay."
"What does that mean? All my people are dead."
There was no emotion in his voice.
"How does helping you humans help me?"
"I can save you if you go up to the 100th floor. You know that."
"Are you sure you're right?"
"No. Still, I think it's a reliable statement."
Whoop whoop.
A cold laugh rang out.
"I thought it would be okay at first. I'm a worthy warrior of the Whirlwind tribe, having gone through a coming-of-age ceremony. Because I'm the heir recognized by the Beast King."
"Yes, you are a warrior. So…"
"But no."
"…"
"Go back."
also come out like this
I closed my eyes for a moment and opened them.
"I don't blame you. It's all my fault. My fault led to the death of my own people. What kind of pride do I have left in me?"
"Do you know what will happen if you keep doing this?"
"I know. Cancer, I know that. I'm going to die. I'm going to die. Maybe even that end… I'm thinking it won't be bad."
'It's pitiful.'
I shook my head.
That guy at that time was shining.
Is the Kishasha here just… scum?
"Are you the one who will eat me? Glory."
"Are you really going to be stuck like that?"
"…"
No answer came back.
'okay.'
In the corner of my heart, I was anticipating it.
It's not the first time I've seen it. Similar things happened a few times in Niflheim.
Frustrated heroes usually end up like this when they lose all their party mates.
So in the beginning, I tried not to be like this.
Don't be shaken by anything. To avoid giving it as much as possible.
But in the end…
'This is true.'
I don't even know if it's a human thing.
I mean, I can't even understand my own heart.
"I got it right, Kishasha."
"go back."
"Nope."
clap.
I drew my sword from its scabbard.
The blade of the sword glowed coldly in the dark.
"A bitch like a coward."
"what?"
"Isel, I made it clear. Don't stop me."
"…?"
I turned the blade to the side.
The weight felt on my shoulders.
After lowering my lower body, I flung my body while glaring at Kishasha.
Huung.
The wind brushed my body.
and.
"What are you doing!"
Kwajijik!
The top of the beautiful tree was cut off.
A new black bird fluttered among the scattered branches and leaves.
"Look there."
"…!"
"Why? Didn't you know I would come out like this?"
Kishasha jumped onto the tree on the other side.
don't miss He climbed the top of a broken tree and chased after him.
The blade drew an arc again. The shadows ran swiftly.
"I guess you don't want to come here now."
"Are you crazy!"
As I chased after Kishasha, I split and broke every tree.
Remnants of the shattered forest flew in all directions as the massive blade cut through the air.
"Warriors and what, whenever you talk. Why are you procrastinating now? It's like that."
"…."
"Come on. I won't do it moderately like I did back then."
trees are annoying
Kishasha was shaking off the sword attack by leaping between trees with her unique mobility.
then.
I smashed the tree as I saw it.
With a loud roar, one side of the forest was erased like a bulldozer pushing.
'As expected, it's fast.'
I laughed bitterly.
Passeuk. The leaves seemed to flutter slightly, but before I knew it, they moved to the other side.
"I didn't see you that way."
It was a slightly emotional voice.
I laughed out loud.
"Fuck the bullshit."
"one!"
An elongated thing rose from the arm of the shadow.
know. I've seen it.
'Claws of a beastman.'
It is stronger than most steel and boasts superior cutting power than machine cutters.
"Are you scared?"
"Do you want to die!"
'It means he's still a kid.'
I thought you were a talkative uncle.
My prediction was right. I turned around and swung my sword.
bang!
An exhilarating shock to the whole body.
The dirt floor he stepped on was hollowed out.
Only then was I able to face Kishasha.
Kishasha was looking at me with burning eyes.
"It's been a while."
"What are you thinking?"
"I think so."
I drew the dagger with my left hand and threw it into Kishisha's left eye.
Kishasha nodded and avoided it. He twisted his wrist to shake off his nails and swung it diagonally. Kishasha evaded the sword attack with an action close to a feat.
puck!
I kicked him in the stomach.
"Kuk!"
Kishasha slipped.
I sprayed daggers one after another.
As soon as he was dodging, he rushed again.
'It's like a mudfish.'
A few sword strikes continued vertically and horizontally.
Kishasha jumped over the sword strike and climbed to avoid it with movements reminiscent of gymnastics.
but.
['Kishasha (★★★★)' is in a bleeding state. HP decreases at regular intervals.]
"Ugh!"
Kishasha withdrew with a moan.
I swung the dagger in my left hand. Blood spattered.
"Are you sick?"
"why…?"
"You have to be able to tolerate it. You're talking nonsensical things because you're not even good at it."
I took the dagger in my left hand and threw it.
Aim for the heart. Kishasha hit it with her fingernails.
At that moment, the blade aimed at Kishasha's groin rose upward.
"…I'm disappointed in you."
The guy kicked the surface of the surging blade with his foot.
Immediately after that, the nails were whipped.
bang!
When the fingernails and the blade met, an explosion erupted with sparks.
'It's still strong.'
I have become many times stronger than I was back then.
But the feeling of facing it was still there. Eye-deceiving speed. However, there is no fuss in the action. The power in his nails was incredible. My wrists felt cold.
Attacks began to blend into Kishasha's behavioral patterns.
Falling as if running, running as if falling. Blade-like claws aimed at vital points from all directions.
Pooh.
One of his thighs was torn long.
Blood spurted out.
['Han (★★★)' is in a bleeding state. Stamina decreases for a certain period of time.]
"Stop at this point!"
puck!
I hit Kishasha's stomach with the hilt of my sword.
Kishasha's body was broken with a prayer knife. After hitting the back of his head with his elbow, he stuck his knee.
Just as he was about to slit his throat with his sword, Kishasha jumped backwards.
"Ugh…."
"Have you been playing around since then? It's not like before."
"Don't be ridiculous. If I'm willing to…"
Kishasha spat out bloody teeth.
Orange iris torn horizontally. like that of a beast.
"You're in one room."
bang!
Kishasha rushed forward, scooping up a handful of dirt.
Fingernails scratched up from the bottom. He blocked it with his sword as if he had beaten it. A bullet-like kick aimed at the head. He quickly lowered his head. The right side of my cheek tingled.
'This guy…'
is still strong.
It seems that the gear has been raised.
It was as if his body was splitting into several parts.
Fingernails scratched the armor here and there and began to injure the whole body.
"Are you just pushing yourself like this!"
Fingernails cut lightly into the skin of his neck.
If it had been a span of depth, he would have collapsed bleeding.
'I'm glad it's a waiting room.'
Well, I'm recovering.
Kishasha did somersaults and landed nails on her lower body and kicks on her upper body.
I drew the sword and swung it long.
bang!
I was pushed back several meters by the terrifying strength.
Blood flowed from the torn grip.
But there is no chase.
I muttered.
"Why stop?"
"Stop here…"
"Don't run away. I think I'll win if I fight more."
Kishasha, who was about to turn her back, turned to me.
I felt like my shoulders were moving, but my small mouth moved.
"only you."
"…."
"If it weren't for you… an ISRAAT!"
The skin prickled.
live the obvious.
'I was really pissed off.'
I grinned.
"I won't kill you!"
Kishasha's eyes turned red.