115 – Execution Center (18)

“…So…”

It’s only been a month. However, the poor pronunciation was soon corrected. There was a bit of stuttering, but fluent language jumped out like a person who originally lived in the western continent.

“I…Are you okay now?”

“Very good.”

“Really?”

“It’s real.”

“Ahhhhh…”

Tsubaki wrote the word juseom juseom on a notebook. It’s crooked, there were some misspellings along the way, but most of it was right.

“If you do this…If you do this…”

“Good job. Well done.”

“Complete…! Thank you! Language Master!”

“As expected, Tsubaki!”

I clapped. Memorizing an entire language in one month?

There was also an effort, but basically my head was flying. I’m not a shaman for nothing. But. It’s not enough to be smart enough to memorize that complicated spell.

“Awesome. Tsubaki. As expected, he is the smartest person on the continent.”

“Hee hee.”

Tsubaki twisted his body. It was embraced by me.

“Zahad.”

“Huh?”

“Thank you…Really…”

I flinched and my hands trembled. But there were no sparks in her hand.

A feeling of forcible pressure. I chuckled.

“Do you want to explode?”

“……”

“Exercise of the right to remain silent is prohibited.”

“…Yeah.”

“Good.”

Nowadays, I still listen well. I often do pretty things.

If you sit in front of your desk, you won’t run away anymore. I chuckled.

Now that I’ve listened to you, you can give me something else. Buy Maya something delicious later.

“Come on.”

I took something out of my pocket. A small stuffed rabbit suddenly fell to the floor.

“……?”

Tsubaki picked up the doll. I fiddled with the little rabbit doll.

“Is this a gift for me?”

“Correct answer. Do you know what this is?”

“A rabbit doll?”

“It is a handmade doll made for Tsubaki. Wow, a ‘great’ wizard touched her.”

This item was requested directly from Maya. The outside is cloth, but everything inside is made of flesh. It is an object that only the lord of the rotten can create.

In addition, the proportions of the human body were made the same as possible. The elongated rabbit doll was about the size of a small child.

The cloth-like human family was wrapped around it to control disgust. It was shaped like a doll to make it easier to carry around.

It was well made as Maya requested. After all, I can’t keep up with the production of flesh.

“…Zahard. There is me I’m not satisfied with bursting dolls.”

“Do not stroke, touch.”

“… Huh? A little…strange feeling.”

“You can explode it.”

“Uh… Uhm…”

The doll exploded in Tsubaki’s hand. Flesh and blood splattered everywhere.

“…Huh?”

My hands are shaking. The corners of Tsubaki’s bloody lips went up. He let out a rough breath, as if feeling unbearable joy.

“Uh…Uhhh…”

“It is not the end with one shot.”

That doll looks like a rotten one – Rotten. To be precise, every ministry of Maya.

A doll that is endlessly revived, made with a little soul. He looks like something out of a ghost story.

The scattered flesh gathered. The bloody body was completed, and the cloth was covered again.

A stuffed toy made from scratch. Tsubaki came out and looked around at the doll.

“I have intestines too. I have a brain too. What, what… Is this…?”

“A gift.”

“Ha, don’t do it…”

Tsubaki stuttered. Her excited expression slowly subsided.

Instead, tears fell.

“Zahard…Isn’t like this…”

“What is it?”

“Doesn’t it feel bad…?”

“Not really.”

Well, it’s grotesque. But I’ve beaten enough to death in Paramer too.

There was a time when they were massacred. Ah. I miss you. How many stories

“I don’t like it, but I don’t hate it either.”

“But…But…”

“Uh huh. Are you going to talk back to Master?”

I picked up a recycled rabbit doll and put it on. She leaned over to her.

“Do you like my gift?”

“…I don’t know… I don’t know.”

Tsubaki accepted the doll. She looked down blankly.

“If you like it… it’s strange.”

“What’s strange?”

“But… But… I like to burst people… And I feel good when I receive a strange doll like this…”

“Hmm.”

I bowed down. He matched his gaze and whispered.

“How was it when you broke the doll?”

“…It was good.”

“Are your desires relieved? Do you think it’s okay not to explode?”

“…Yeah.”

“Then did that solve the problem? Because I can not cause harm to others, and I do not have to go looking for the heinous criminal.”

“……”

“And what is strange? Not all people can be the same.”

Raised her hand. Tsubaki wiped his eyes.

“Just Tsubaki is enough. He doesn’t have to follow anyone else.”

“…Really?”

“Of course not. I don’t know, but at least you shouldn’t deny yourself. Because the true side can always listen only to oneself.”

Tsubaki hugged the doll. He glanced at me

“Thank you.”

“Do you have a bit of a gift sense?”

“Extremely.”

Tsubaki smiled broadly.

“Awesome! Oh my gosh!!”

. . .

“Is today the last day? I’m finally done cooking…”

Eve stopped talking. She stood blankly and looked at me.

To be precise, his eyes were not on me.

Special Visitor.

The sticks collided. Realizing that there was an iron bar ahead, the man flinched and was startled.

“Hey, Priest…Are you here now?”

“Yes. Please come in carefully. Can I help?”

“No. Are you okay. I can do it alone.”

My eyes are open. However, the eyes themselves were white, as if white turbidity had been mixed with them.

A blind man who cannot see. He hesitated and entered the prison.

“Priest…Here…The teacher…”

“Did you hear the voice earlier?”

“…Actually, I can’t hear you very well. You have to be close to hear it.”

I took a step back. Now I was just a bystander.

Eve set the spatula. I walked slowly.

I stopped in front of the man. I blankly looked down at him.

Eve lifted her hand and wrapped it around her cheek.

Flinch.

The man shuddered. He immediately realized there was no hostility and let go of his staff. He stuttered and grabbed his hand.

“…Teacher?”

“Lead…? How… uh, how… boo, sure… must have died…”

“The priest was right! I’m a teacher!”

Man, Reed grinned. He had a smile on his face as if he had returned to being a child.

“How have you been? Teacher?”

“That, that is…”

Eve turned to me. I shrugged.

“It was hard to find. But in the end I found it.”

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In fact, I knew where it was from the beginning. I could have found it faster thanks to paying and sending someone.

“Shall I get out of the way?”

“Oh, no… I have a lot of questions… So, that’s why…”

Eve confirmed the lead. After examining his body, he realized that one of his legs was a prosthetic, and his expression collapsed.

“Why… Why…”

“Teacher. I’m fine. Even a prosthetic hand can move well. They are as comfortable as if they were my legs.”

“Ha, but…”

“The only thing I lost when I was swept away by magic bombardment. I can’t see very well, and now my ears are deaf, but it’s okay.”

Reed smelled it.

“My nose is fine. It smells delicious. Is this the food you cooked?”

“I… That’s why… Uh…”

Eve sat her hastily on the lead. She tried to scoop her stew with her trembling hands, but failed. She even spilled one.

The hand that hurriedly picked up the spilled food stopped. Muttered blankly.

“Uh…How… How… Boo, they’re all dead…”

“I was buried under rubble. There was some space between the pillars and the pillars. It was covered there… Later, a soldier helped me.”

“Ha, but…”

“Teacher. I’m hungry. Aren’t you hungry too?”

“I’m fine.”

“Let’s eat together. Teacher’s stew doesn’t taste good, but it’s very warm.”

“…Well. It may be different from before.”

“Really? It is expected.”

The bowl was placed in front of Reed. Reed raised his hand and carefully searched for the bowl.

“…It’s warm.”

Eve opened her mouth. Closed again

His hands trembled, then he poured water into a cup. She placed it beside him.

“It’s hot…Eat it slowly.”

“…Yes.”

Reed took a sip of the stew. He tasted the broth, then smiled broadly.

“Teacher…Is still the same!”

“Everything is different.”

Eve murmured.

“It is different. I, I’m different. Lead. I’m not the kind of teacher you think I am.”

“But it is still warm. Teachers have always been smart. Wherever you go, you’ll be fine. This is also very delicious. I think it’s better because the taste of the past is still there.”

“The one I had before…Wasn’t very tasty…”

“But it was warm. What the teacher gave me was always warm.”

Reed put the food down carefully. I glanced at where I was.

“Priest. You know what? The teacher was the pride of our village. Even the noisy kids became quiet when they stood in front of the teacher.”

“Is that so?”

“Yes. Because the teacher knows a lot. You always taught me. He also had a lot of books. I… I am. In fact, she thought the teacher was dead.”

Reed wiggled his hand.

“So I wrote down a lot of things I wanted to say. The soldier…So the person who is now my father wrote a letter for me. But. When she heard the teacher was waiting for me, she just didn’t bring anything.”

“…Why…?”

“I wanted to hear it myself.”

The hand strokes the table lightly. Skin roughened by burns, but still pure.

“I lost my eyes and learned what I couldn’t see. Flower sense. The smell of the wind. I am. I like it better now that I can’t see it than when I can see it.”

“……”

“When spring comes, flowers bloom. They lose again in winter, but that’s because the flowers are sleeping. It’s what the teacher said. Right? Even if a flower withers… It will bloom again after time passes. Prettier than before. I remember. Everything the teacher taught me. And… And you know. The pride of our village is the flower called ‘Blue Chirp’. I heard that the flower is very pretty. I haven’t seen it, but it smells very sweet. If you run your hand over it, you can see what it looks like.”

“……”

“I wanted to show it to my teacher, so I broke one. Here…”

A crushed and distorted blue flower.

“Of course it was a bit far… Maybe it was broken… But it wasn’t that much broken, right?”

“……”

Eve blankly accepted the flower. She stroked it several times as if embracing something precious.

“Lead…Is…”

A short cough burst out as if choking.

“Has Reid… ever thought of wanting to die…?”

“Yes.”

“It’s hard… Do you think you want to give up everything…?”

“There is that too! As expected, the teacher knows my heart well.”

“If I let go of everything…it would be easier…why did I come all this way…?”

Tears just fell.

“Why… With that body… So far… Why… Come all this way… To see me…”

The pronunciation is muffled.

“I didn’t do anything… I couldn’t do anything… Why the hell…”

“Are you crying?”

“Ah, no… I don’t cry. I don’t cry… It’s true…”

“Don’t cry. Teacher. There’s something Mary always said. Teacher. Our village was poor. I was so poor that I couldn’t even eat one meal a day. But. The food that the teacher sometimes prepared was very delicious. There were times when she complained that everyone didn’t like it, but she always ate it.”

“…Why…”

“The teacher taught us.”

Reed held out his hand. She found her hand and swung it in front of her.

“Learning to study is boring and difficult… But it will definitely help you later. One day poverty will end and the day will come when you can eat your fill.”

“……”

“Teacher. My dad is poor. There are many times when I can’t do my job properly. But. I didn’t forget a single thing the teacher taught me. Even if you ate less today, you might be able to eat full tomorrow. Even if you cry today, you may not cry tomorrow.”

“……”

“Thanks to what the teacher taught me, I can still stand up. I’m starving, and the world is so dark I’ll never see you again… But I’m still looking for happiness. And sometimes you grab onto it.”

Her hand touched her. Reid smiled brightly.

“That flower…isn’t it pretty? She thought the teacher would be happy to see it.”

“Ah… Ah…”

“Thanks to the teacher. The reason I can still be happy is because of what the teacher taught me.”

Because I was young and weak, I thought I would break at any moment.

But it didn’t break in the end.

The crushed and mangled blue flower speaks.

“Thank you for teaching me…life.”

Eve squeezed her hand tightly. The tears that started as one or two drops continued to fall.

“I’m sorry… I’m not…”

I try to stop the crying that burst out. He raised his hand and wiped away his tears.

But even so, I can’t stop and my pronunciation is muffled. Later on, everything gets mixed up in the tears, and you don’t know what’s what.

“Thank you…Thank you…That…That…”

Eve tried to laugh. She lifted the corner of her mouth and pulled Reid into a hug with a messed up face.

“Well… thank you so much for growing up…”

“Don’t cry. Teacher. You don’t even have to thank me.”

Reed hugged her. Small tears fell from her unfocused eyes.

“The thing to be thankful for is me. Other children will be the same. Because you taught me… I was able to stand here.”

A cry escaped from the small whisper.

Eve collapsed as if collapsing and whispered.

Sounds that don’t stop at just once, and you don’t even know who you’re talking to.

“I’m sorry… I’m sorry…”

“Teacher. Do not cry. I’m hungry. Teachers also eat together. Huh?”

“……”

Eve raised her spoon with her trembling hand. She put the food she made herself into her mouth.

“Heh…Heh…Heh…”

My smile collapsed. The tears didn’t stop.

But Eve kept putting food in her mouth. He forced it in and chewed hard.

Reid moved his hand. Tears fell from his eyes, but his expression was wide open.

My voice trembled, but I shoved food into my mouth as if I was trying to pretend nothing was wrong.

He asked.

“You know… Are you, the teacher, happy right now?”

“…Yes.”

She replied.

“I’m happy…really…”

. . .

I tried to open Amar’s cage. But she said without looking back.

“Do not open the door.”

“… Huh?”

“Do not come in.”

It was different from previous conversations. Something feels weird. I stopped behind the bars.

“What’s up?”

“…It’s strange being with you.”

Amar murmured.

“It gets weird, and I can’t figure out what’s what. Zahard. Don’t come in I am the safest now.”

“……”

“Leave as it is. It’s the last anyway You won’t see it again after today.”

“Come back…”

“Don’t come looking for me. Don’t come see me There’s no reason for that. I… Don’t want to see anyone who doesn’t love me.”

“What is that…”

“Then I will ask.”

Amar looked back at me askew. The expression on his face was infinitely serious.

“Do you love Amar?”

“…….”

This is not an easy question. I said nothing. Amar smiled a little knowingly.

“Leave. Don’t make me weird.”

“…I’ll come back.”

“I don’t need it.”

Amarr turned his back.

“I will…Believe what I have believed. I can’t believe it when you’re there so don’t come please.”

. . .

My taste was bitter because the ending was messed up, but I couldn’t help it. As long as Amar refuses, the answer is probably to come back later.

There was no time right now. I had to get things done as quickly as possible. Arpina is waiting, and everyone at the church headquarters must be worried about me.

First, take the apprentice priest Beverick…

Jumping!

The door is open. Warden Veronica hastily walked out. Fully armed. The usual alcohol spirit was nowhere to be found.

“Chief?”

“…Interrogator. Now it’s urgent Let’s talk later.”

A stern look like never before. I diligently caught her.

“Did something happen?”

“It exploded.”

Veronica slammed open the door to the main hallway.

“I got a call from Philamon. It’s a massive raid operation. Whoever it is, they are slaughtering the citizens of the city of Philamon.”