129. Encounters (7)

Of the three that jumped in, the one in the middle jumped at Zeke one step ahead of the other two.

“Cra la la la rock!!!”

At first glance, the homunculus looked like it had grown ignorantly to the size of a human, but

Looking at the knives and toenails that grew sharp like knives, the fiercely shining white eyes and the wide open mouth, I didn’t dare to say such a thing.

Through the gaping throat, a long crimson tongue and a lower jaw filled with saliva caught my eye.

Homunculus claws flying at Zeke at breakneck speed.

‘… … Did Soyi try to use it like this?’

It was a dangerous moment, but Zeke was still observing the enemy with an aloof attitude.

‘No, that’s probably not the case.’

Judging from the purity and size of the magic stone embedded in Soyi’s heart, it would be better to assume that something else was hidden.

Perhaps it is Soyi’s innate ability.

《Emotion Control》

It is not clear whether or not the Lost Hope bastards are currently aware that that ability has been manifested in Soyi.

However, if they were fully aware of Soyi’s existence and ability, they would surely have turned on the light in their eyes and wandered around looking for Soyi.

It is a miracle that he has been making bread with his family without knowing anything.

It was only natural for them to drool, as the corner of their ability to use was limitless.

“I’m sorry, but I don’t think I have time to play with you guys.”

Zeke likes to instill fear for a long time over time in hateful tribes like Bondi Lost Hope.

However, these guys are like monsters whose rationality has already disappeared.

Zeke wasn’t particularly interested in these guys.

In addition, a thicker-than-expected steam was burning Zeke’s chest.

He let out a peek and a laugh when he realized where this feeling of anger he was feeling now came from.

“I’m really, now… … . I heard that you are also affectionate.”

Lost Hope succeeded in abducting Soyi, and a cruel future that would have brainwashed and tortured him came to Zeke’s mind.

He probably took his family hostage and cut Soyi’s spirit.

What if Soyi pointed a knife at herself among them?

Before he knew her, Zeke might have killed him without even thinking about it.

However, now that he has already been in a relationship with a girl named So, he knows how hard she is doing her best to live her life looking straight ahead without despairing in reality.

Zeke felt a deep aversion to this group of fanatics who tried to use such a child as a biological weapon.

“… … .”

he stepped forward

Step by step slowly.

His movements were quiet.

It was as if the sharp claws in front of his nose were invisible.

Slow movements out of context.

In that sense of silence, each strand of his dark hair and the fluttering ends of his clothes are engraved on the retina of the viewer.

The Battle Bishop of Lost Hope, Julie, who controls the monsters.

The Duke of Yoheiden, who was watching Zeke with his hands sweaty from behind.

Even the homunculus that rushed at him.

I couldn’t take my eyes off his movements.

‘What is he doing now… … .’

Before Julie’s question continued.

It was the moment when the sharp, sharp fingernails greedily pierced Zeke’s forehead.

stand tall

Suddenly, the Homunculus’ time stopped.

If he had gone just one inch further, he might have achieved his goal.

A huge body that has come to a complete standstill.

it was then

Like paint spreading, countless red slashes were carved like a spider web all over the monster’s body.

The blood that flowed from that red line spilled over the dirt floor.

Took.

Zeke lightly touched the nail in front of his eyes with the bread he was holding.

Then, as if the wooden blocks that had been piled up on the edge collapsed

The huge body crumbled into small pieces.

Kugu Palace—!

Raising dust, the monster’s meat pieces were scattered.

Through that gap, Zeke’s bright black eyes were watching Julie through.

*

“This, this… … . what… … .”

Julie pursed her lips and tried to spit out anything, but all that came out were a few monosyllables that had been cut into pieces.

Both eyes widened as if they would tear.

Her common sense refused to accept what she had just seen as reality.

When the heck did you wield a weapon?

How many times did you cut yourself in that short moment?

How could the mutated homunculus’ tough skin, thick muscles, and strong bones be sliced off so easily like tofu?

Julie didn’t understand a single one of them.

Just like a haze in a corner of my heart,

Emotions that had been forgotten for a long time just started to rise.

An irresistible fear of death.

Julie’s lips and chin trembled uncontrollably.

Trude-.

Trude-.

Zeke approached me with cold eyes

Julie involuntarily took a step back.

“Oh, don’t come!!!!”

Julie raised a blood vessel in her throat and screamed.

The laid-back attitude he had previously adhered to was nowhere to be found.

However, Zeke continued to walk as if he had no intention of listening to her.

Julie bit her tight lip.

His teeth cut into the soft flesh, dripping red blood.

“Those shadows!!!! I-stop that guy!!!!!”

An order issued as if screaming evil.

The two remaining homunculi rush at Zeke from both sides.

However, Sieg didn’t even pay attention to that side.

I walked with my eyes still fixed on her, as if I could never miss it.

Then, the hand holding the bread seemed to blur for a moment, and then one of his arms was stretched out to the right.

Sarak-.

With a light wind noise, the heads of the two homunculus disappeared entirely.

Pshaaa—

Blood fountains gushed over the monsters’ necks in place of the missing heads.

“Now you’re putting on an expression befitting a rat.”

Zeke raised one corner of his mouth like a languid beast and spoke in a cold voice filled with chills.

“Yes, you guys should make that face… … . Since when were you guys able to look me in the eye like that?”

“Turn it off, get it off!!!!! This baby !!!!!!!!!!! ”

Unable to let him approach him like this, Julie swung the red whip she had in her hand as hard as she could.

A whip that flies sharply through the air.

Whee-ae-ae-ae-ae-aek!

However, he too is cut into small pieces before he even touches Zeke’s body.

Awesome!

Awesome!

Awesome!

The eerie sound of a whip made of ore being cut languidly reached Julie’s ears belatedly.

The length was so short that it could no longer be called a whip.

She gripped the weapon so tightly that the blood disappeared as if it were straw.

“At most, something like Lost Hope.”

Zeke has now arrived at close range.

Julie breathed heavily and took a step back until she tripped on a rock and landed on her buttock.

dump.

The figure of a man looking down at himself is contained in his eyes, wide open enough to cause blood vessels to burst.

“As soon as I saw you, you guys should have fled to that filthy lair.”

Julie’s eyes shook mercilessly.

“Like a rat.”

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“Ah, Father… … .”

Sedan Yoheiden was awake from the middle and was raising his body.

He crawled across the floor to the Duke of Joheiden.

The duke looked straight ahead with his mouth open, unblinking, as if he had facial paralysis.

Sedan was able to fully understand his father’s image.

Because he himself witnessed the identity of Zeke Kleiman, the author.

Would it be okay to see the author as someone of the same species as himself?

“… … That… … . What the hell… … .”

Sedan managed to open his mouth and asked.

The Duke of Joheiden seems to have recognized the existence of his son who has come close to him.

I slowly turned my head.

“… … He called himself a warrior.”

The Duke of Joheiden said in a trembling voice.

“… … A warrior.”

An existence that comes out of childish fairy tales of young children who have not yet been aware of reality.

However, hearing the name, the sedan was automatically convinced.

Zeke Kleiman.

That person instantly cleaned up the monsters that had been playing with the Joheiden Knights.

Even, at that time, they didn’t even show half of their real skills.

The one who appeared in the midst of such despair.

Zeke finished it with one hand gesture as if he was bored.

Even the feelings of jealousy or recognition that should be shown to those with outstanding skills did not arise.

Negative feelings toward him that I had before

Suspicion that he might be a traitor

It faded in an instant, as if water had been poured on a candle.

just what i can feel right now

Only goosebumps, awe, and fear running through the bones.

If someone like that is aiming for the family… … .

At that time, shouldn’t we just lie flat and desperately hope for mercy?

Yes, just like that woman who was sitting in front of him with a confused gaze.