How should I describe this tragedy and emotion? Scorched earth? National disaster? Revenge? So how should I respond?
Louis stood still for a moment, thinking. However, no matter how much he thought about it, he couldn’t figure out how to accept this situation as the Crown Prince of the Luan Empire.
In fact, the extent to which parts of the organ break or the floor cracks is within the expected range.
He thought the institution had already been turned upside down when Abel sent Geneon an urgent message that Simone was in danger.
Assuming that the two of them are safe, neither Abel nor Simone are people who would quietly deal with the problem.
What Louis, who knew both of them well, could not have predicted was Simone's condition.
'How could it end up like that...?'
He was so angry. Hd had heard that Simone was in danger, but wasn't she in such a state that it wouldn't be strange if she died?
She looked no different from the corpses piled up behind her, soaked in blood.
Simone is the type of person who thinks about solving a case first, regardless of whether she gets hurt or not, so she gets hurt often.
Not caring for one's body was something of an unavoidable habit that developed because one was often put in a situation where one had to either solve it alone or die without being able to solve it.
But...
'Isn't it getting worse?'
That was a worry. Simone had definitely been in pain and would fuss over even the slightest injury. That was the case when he first saw her.
But these days, she has no fear of bleeding and collapsing.
Even in that state, it was worrisome to the point of being unpleasant to see her forcing herself to walk and even have a conversation.
Simone, who was talking to Abel at that time, belatedly discovered Louis and approached him, poking him.
“Why are you staring at me?”
When Louis frowned at her casual and blunt tone, Simone shrugged and twisted her body to avoid his gaze.
A body that bleeds profusely even with the slightest movement. She did nothing wrong, but she can definitely tell that Louis is very worried.
If her condition had been a little better, she would have changed her expression and boldly explained that she couldn't help it, but she didn't have the energy to do that.
The very act of invoking a God was a tremendous burden on the body.
“I’ll take care of the rest... Please, I have to go back to the dormitory first. I’ll take Orkan with me. I originally called you for another purpose, but I’ll take care of that. You need to get treatment.”
“...That, that look!”
Louis opened his mouth in frustration, then shut it tightly. What good would it do to blame someone who was hurt when he didn't even know the situation?
“Yes, Yes. I’ll just summarize it and go.”
“I’m sorry, every time.”
“Is it Simone’s fault?”
Whatever happened, it wasn't Simone and Abel's fault. It was the fault of the two people lying there, the director and the necromancer, who were passed out.
However, the reason why the crumpled impression doesn't go away is probably because it seems like Simone tried to solve it on her own even though Abel was with her. In reality, Abel wasn't hurt at all, and Simone was the only one who suffered serious injuries.
Simone patted Louis on the shoulder as if asking for a favor and passed him by without a second thought.
Orkan followed her.
“If it’s okay, can I help you?”
“It’s okay. It doesn’t hurt much right now, and I can walk without any problems. It’ll be a bit later though.”
The God of death still occupies the body. A God cannot be described as 'strong'.
This fragile body freely used incomprehensible powers as if it had become a completely different being, and it did not even feel pain.
But the moment he gets out, Simone will be in a near-death state.
'Really...'
'I'm going to die'.
Louis stood still for a moment, thinking. However, no matter how much he thought about it, he couldn’t figure out how to accept this situation as the Crown Prince of the Luan Empire.
In fact, the extent to which parts of the organ break or the floor cracks is within the expected range.
He thought the institution had already been turned upside down when Abel sent Geneon an urgent message that Simone was in danger.
Assuming that the two of them are safe, neither Abel nor Simone are people who would quietly deal with the problem.
What Louis, who knew both of them well, could not have predicted was Simone's condition.
'How could it end up like that...?'
He was so angry. Hd had heard that Simone was in danger, but wasn't she in such a state that it wouldn't be strange if she died?
She looked no different from the corpses piled up behind her, soaked in blood.
Simone is the type of person who thinks about solving a case first, regardless of whether she gets hurt or not, so she gets hurt often.
Not caring for one's body was something of an unavoidable habit that developed because one was often put in a situation where one had to either solve it alone or die without being able to solve it.
But...
'Isn't it getting worse?'
That was a worry. Simone had definitely been in pain and would fuss over even the slightest injury. That was the case when he first saw her.
But these days, she has no fear of bleeding and collapsing.
Even in that state, it was worrisome to the point of being unpleasant to see her forcing herself to walk and even have a conversation.
Simone, who was talking to Abel at that time, belatedly discovered Louis and approached him, poking him.
“Why are you staring at me?”
When Louis frowned at her casual and blunt tone, Simone shrugged and twisted her body to avoid his gaze.
A body that bleeds profusely even with the slightest movement. She did nothing wrong, but she can definitely tell that Louis is very worried.
If her condition had been a little better, she would have changed her expression and boldly explained that she couldn't help it, but she didn't have the energy to do that.
The very act of invoking a God was a tremendous burden on the body.
“I’ll take care of the rest... Please, I have to go back to the dormitory first. I’ll take Orkan with me. I originally called you for another purpose, but I’ll take care of that. You need to get treatment.”
“...That, that look!”
Louis opened his mouth in frustration, then shut it tightly. What good would it do to blame someone who was hurt when he didn't even know the situation?
“Yes, Yes. I’ll just summarize it and go.”
“I’m sorry, every time.”
“Is it Simone’s fault?”
Whatever happened, it wasn't Simone and Abel's fault. It was the fault of the two people lying there, the director and the necromancer, who were passed out.
However, the reason why the crumpled impression doesn't go away is probably because it seems like Simone tried to solve it on her own even though Abel was with her. In reality, Abel wasn't hurt at all, and Simone was the only one who suffered serious injuries.
Simone patted Louis on the shoulder as if asking for a favor and passed him by without a second thought.
Orkan followed her.
“If it’s okay, can I help you?”
“It’s okay. It doesn’t hurt much right now, and I can walk without any problems. It’ll be a bit later though.”
The God of death still occupies the body. A God cannot be described as 'strong'.
This fragile body freely used incomprehensible powers as if it had become a completely different being, and it did not even feel pain.
But the moment he gets out, Simone will be in a near-death state.
'Really...'
'I'm going to die'.
Who would have thought that those words really meant that you had to be on the verge of death to be able to contact the God of death?
Abel and Geneon also seem to be in danger, and unless they do something, they'll be trapped here with the moving corpses and die.
The vivid feeling of pain from being stabbed with a knife and the rapid draining of blood from the wound.
As the torture-like situation continued, her mind became more and more worn out, and before she knew it, she was losing her senses and knocking on the door.
It was a method shr would never have known about, or even tried, if she hadn't done this crazy thing with the mindset that she was going to die anyway, so she might as well try something.
“Are you sure you’re okay? Your wounds are so deep.”
Orkan looked at Simone with suspicious eyes.
“It doesn’t really hurt. But it’s a little hard. I don’t think I can ever go into a dark, narrow space again. Really.”
Her mind is more tired than her body. When Simone closes her eyes because she is so tired physically and mentally, she remembers herself harming herself in that dark place.
This must be trauma.
It can't be okay for a sane person to do something crazy and survive. Perhaps today's memory will remain a painful memory that she would want to just throw away if she could.
And there would probably be countless more moments like this in the future. Today it was the captain and Tiera who were the cause, but now it could be even more dangerous because of Anasis.
As Simone exhaled deeply, feeling her chest tighten for no reason, Orkan made a pitiful face and used healing magic on Simone.
“I’ve called a proper healer. I’ll do my best to treat you, but it would be better if the healer examined you.”
"Thank you."
“Oh, by the way, what should I do? Abel said he called me because you wanted me to do something for you.”
“Is there anything you want me to do?”
Simone and Orkan looked at Abel at the same time. Feeling the gazes of both of them, Abel spoke with an indifferent expression.
“Oh, that? I broke it all, so it’s okay now.”
“...Break it?”
“You don’t have to worry about it.”
Simone and Orkan ignored Abel, who was speaking while keeping an eye on Louis' expression.
They decided not to worry about it because he told them not to. It seems that the main culprit who destroyed the agency was Abel, and from now on, Abel and Louis will talk about it.
Simone returned to her dormitory, ignoring not only Abel but also the students who were hesitating and glancing at her from around her.
She was so out of it that she didn't even notice Geneon quietly following her from behind.
And after a while, Simone returned to her lodging and fell asleep.
Even though she wasn't in any pain or very tired, she fell into a strangely fast sleep as soon as she lay down on the bed.
Simone, blinking slowly in a hazy state of mind and blurred vision, immediately realized that this place was not real.
She didn't know if it was a dream or something in the subconscious, but either way, she didn't feel any sense of reality.
The body that was full of wounds was clean and, of course, there was no pain.
Where is this place?
A space that is neither black nor white, neither cold nor warm, but only has dark smoke billowing.
It was so quiet that she could hear her heartbeat, but she actually felt comfortable in this silence.
What is this? Simone looked around for a while, then finally opened her mouth as if she realized something.
“Am I dead?”
The voice of enlightenment resonated through the space, creating countless echoes.
If it were the usual Simone, she would have been so scared that she would have run wild, but was it because she was unconscious? She was very calm.
At that moment, a disbelieving voice was heard from behind her.
[Yeah, you're died.]
The moment Simone turned around, the undulating scenery changed in an instant.
This was the Fountain of Rest in the temple of the God of death.
There, the God of death was floating in the air, arms folded, looking at Simone with a pitiful look in his eyes.
[And this I will bring back to life.]
“...”
[Hey, I've never seen such an idiot like you.]
“No, what does that mean? To someone who tried to live.”
There was no other way. Of course, if she had known that Abel would save her, she would have held out a little longer, but she was already losing her mind because she wanted to get out, so what more could she have done?
He said he would be by her side even after she died. The God of death is quite fickle.
However, the God of Death, who had been watching Simone grumbling without changing his expression, spoke in a slightly more serious voice.
[You will come to me someday.]
"...”
[But now is not the time. You must survive until you have fulfilled your mission as my messenger.]
“...A mission?”
It was the first time in her life that she heard that she had a mission. When Simone made a puzzled expression, the God of death slowly closed his eyes and opened them.
[Why do you think our last meeting took place?]
There must be some probability in everything that happens in the world, and that is why God is reluctant to interfere in human affairs.
Because that is what the Supreme Creator wants and it is the best way to maintain the plausibility of the world.
That is why God did not appear directly to people, but took care of them by conveying his will through Saints.
But there was one thing on which such a God intervened directly in human affairs, ignoring all probability.
Simone remembered the conversation she had previously had with the God of death at the Fountain of Rest.
He acted as if he had a set number of questions he wanted to ask Simone and information he wanted to convey to her.
Most of the questions were ignored as useless and only attempted to impart knowledge about Anasis.
And...
[No matter what her identity is, you must fight her. Don't waste your precious time out of mere curiosity.]
[If you are curious, you can ask Anasis directly after subduing her.]
[If we kill Anasis, all the curses that were put in place because of her will be removed. His curse will also be lifted naturally.]
It was as if Simone had said that she would naturally get rid of Anasis.
'Of course I'm going to get rid of it.'
That means that this is Simone's mission as spoken of by the God of Death.
The god of death spoke with a blank expression.
[I ask of you, that only you, who have received my power, can destroy Anasis, who coveted the authority of God.]
Abel and Geneon also seem to be in danger, and unless they do something, they'll be trapped here with the moving corpses and die.
The vivid feeling of pain from being stabbed with a knife and the rapid draining of blood from the wound.
As the torture-like situation continued, her mind became more and more worn out, and before she knew it, she was losing her senses and knocking on the door.
It was a method shr would never have known about, or even tried, if she hadn't done this crazy thing with the mindset that she was going to die anyway, so she might as well try something.
“Are you sure you’re okay? Your wounds are so deep.”
Orkan looked at Simone with suspicious eyes.
“It doesn’t really hurt. But it’s a little hard. I don’t think I can ever go into a dark, narrow space again. Really.”
Her mind is more tired than her body. When Simone closes her eyes because she is so tired physically and mentally, she remembers herself harming herself in that dark place.
This must be trauma.
It can't be okay for a sane person to do something crazy and survive. Perhaps today's memory will remain a painful memory that she would want to just throw away if she could.
And there would probably be countless more moments like this in the future. Today it was the captain and Tiera who were the cause, but now it could be even more dangerous because of Anasis.
As Simone exhaled deeply, feeling her chest tighten for no reason, Orkan made a pitiful face and used healing magic on Simone.
“I’ve called a proper healer. I’ll do my best to treat you, but it would be better if the healer examined you.”
"Thank you."
“Oh, by the way, what should I do? Abel said he called me because you wanted me to do something for you.”
“Is there anything you want me to do?”
Simone and Orkan looked at Abel at the same time. Feeling the gazes of both of them, Abel spoke with an indifferent expression.
“Oh, that? I broke it all, so it’s okay now.”
“...Break it?”
“You don’t have to worry about it.”
Simone and Orkan ignored Abel, who was speaking while keeping an eye on Louis' expression.
They decided not to worry about it because he told them not to. It seems that the main culprit who destroyed the agency was Abel, and from now on, Abel and Louis will talk about it.
Simone returned to her dormitory, ignoring not only Abel but also the students who were hesitating and glancing at her from around her.
She was so out of it that she didn't even notice Geneon quietly following her from behind.
And after a while, Simone returned to her lodging and fell asleep.
Even though she wasn't in any pain or very tired, she fell into a strangely fast sleep as soon as she lay down on the bed.
***
Simone, blinking slowly in a hazy state of mind and blurred vision, immediately realized that this place was not real.
She didn't know if it was a dream or something in the subconscious, but either way, she didn't feel any sense of reality.
The body that was full of wounds was clean and, of course, there was no pain.
Where is this place?
A space that is neither black nor white, neither cold nor warm, but only has dark smoke billowing.
It was so quiet that she could hear her heartbeat, but she actually felt comfortable in this silence.
What is this? Simone looked around for a while, then finally opened her mouth as if she realized something.
“Am I dead?”
The voice of enlightenment resonated through the space, creating countless echoes.
If it were the usual Simone, she would have been so scared that she would have run wild, but was it because she was unconscious? She was very calm.
At that moment, a disbelieving voice was heard from behind her.
[Yeah, you're died.]
The moment Simone turned around, the undulating scenery changed in an instant.
This was the Fountain of Rest in the temple of the God of death.
There, the God of death was floating in the air, arms folded, looking at Simone with a pitiful look in his eyes.
[And this I will bring back to life.]
“...”
[Hey, I've never seen such an idiot like you.]
“No, what does that mean? To someone who tried to live.”
There was no other way. Of course, if she had known that Abel would save her, she would have held out a little longer, but she was already losing her mind because she wanted to get out, so what more could she have done?
He said he would be by her side even after she died. The God of death is quite fickle.
However, the God of Death, who had been watching Simone grumbling without changing his expression, spoke in a slightly more serious voice.
[You will come to me someday.]
"...”
[But now is not the time. You must survive until you have fulfilled your mission as my messenger.]
“...A mission?”
It was the first time in her life that she heard that she had a mission. When Simone made a puzzled expression, the God of death slowly closed his eyes and opened them.
[Why do you think our last meeting took place?]
There must be some probability in everything that happens in the world, and that is why God is reluctant to interfere in human affairs.
Because that is what the Supreme Creator wants and it is the best way to maintain the plausibility of the world.
That is why God did not appear directly to people, but took care of them by conveying his will through Saints.
But there was one thing on which such a God intervened directly in human affairs, ignoring all probability.
Simone remembered the conversation she had previously had with the God of death at the Fountain of Rest.
He acted as if he had a set number of questions he wanted to ask Simone and information he wanted to convey to her.
Most of the questions were ignored as useless and only attempted to impart knowledge about Anasis.
And...
[No matter what her identity is, you must fight her. Don't waste your precious time out of mere curiosity.]
[If you are curious, you can ask Anasis directly after subduing her.]
[If we kill Anasis, all the curses that were put in place because of her will be removed. His curse will also be lifted naturally.]
It was as if Simone had said that she would naturally get rid of Anasis.
'Of course I'm going to get rid of it.'
That means that this is Simone's mission as spoken of by the God of Death.
The god of death spoke with a blank expression.
[I ask of you, that only you, who have received my power, can destroy Anasis, who coveted the authority of God.]
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