The Rebirth of the Hero’s Party’s Archmage Chapter 150

Episode 150

“why… … .”

The heroine, barely able to support her convulsing body, vomited out a torrent of blood.

The blood-soaked horizon turned into a wetland, and even the leaves that were blowing around the courtyard of the dojo became soggy in the blood.

All the life that was visible died in the blood or melted into the abyss, turning into an unidentifiable mass of foam.

Who would believe that this seal was once called Cheonhwa (天火) because the way it lights up the sky beautifully is like a flame?

One of the six major sects of the Republic, the Cheonhwa Sect. The owner of Hwayeonbong Peak in the Red Mountains.

All of her disciples, who numbered about five hundred, became miserable corpses and were lying around on the mountain path. Not only those who had studied with her, but even the elders and elders could not escape this fate.

“There is a law that needs to be engraved on this peak. So you warned me three times? “If you don’t want to die, get out of the way.”

The 800-year-old majesty of the Six Great Gates Sect collapsed overnight due to one, single culprit.

The woman, who was casually walking through the sea of ​​mountain blood and drawing a demonic formation with the blood, answered in a tone that seemed even calm.

That woman with a deep blue hat was once called a savior, as long as 200 years ago.

“Just for that reason… … !”

Magical power gathers in her heart (Manaheart), and her body emits red light. The last of her power, the energy of the terminal energy, is put into her fist.

It’s okay even if you can’t defeat it.

If only I could show this anger, this sadness, this hatred, so that even if it wasn’t a fatal blow, I could leave a scar that would make me regret what happened today.

“Heh, that’s just the reason… … .”

But at that moment, the woman in the hat suddenly raised her head.

At each moment of slaughter, something strangely similar to excitement stirred in those empty, empty eyes.

I just met that gaze, but I couldn’t move as if I was being held down by scissors. As if something invisible had wrapped itself tightly around my entire body… … .

At that time, the fist crushed the skin of the abdomen and penetrated the intestines, and Mutuga fell unconscious.

When did he appear? It was a man wearing dark blue robes and an iron mask. As he withdrew his fist, Mutuga’s body fell forward and rested on his shoulder.

“Did it interfere with your consciousness?”

When the man in the iron mask turned around and said politely, the woman silently put the bear in her mouth and went back to what she was doing.

“Then I’ll bury it on the mountainside like the others.”

The first time she opened her mouth was when the man put the martial arts sword around his shoulder and tried to leave.

“Don’t think about letting go, just make sure to kill him. “It gets annoying if you smell it at the martial arts conference for no reason.”

The man, who had even stopped walking, answered after a long time.

“yes.”

* * *

When I was finally able to have a decent conversation with Goblin Slayer, it was the fifth day after entering the Red Mountains.

Until then, Miria remained silent.

To some extent, it was even more difficult to put words to words than the blunt Eldwig. There were only three things to say.

“wait.”

“Follow me.”

“We will camp here today.”

Just like the mechanical devices of the dwarfs, they simply slaughtered the goblins with precision and perfection to create a path, and once the work was done, no matter what happened, they did not open their mouths.

Daily routine refers to moving through the cave during the day and camping within the cave at night.

At night, a huge shadow with wings flew over the mountains and its three eyes flashed. Each time, Aki showed his fangs and then burrowed deep into my clothes to hide.

“Hey, Goblin Slayer.”

Then Goblin Slayer turned his head and looked back at me.

“Can I ask you something?”

“I’m going to take a look around. “Never light a fire until dawn.”

When I tried to say something, it would often disappear like this. There are a lot of things I want to ask… … .

Until now, when it comes to relationships with women, it’s all been about the woman approaching me, so I couldn’t figure out what the right thing to do was in a situation like this.

After several days in a narrow, dark, cave filled with the stench of rotting corpses, I was struck by a strange sense of loneliness.

“Pifi, is that a resta?”

“Fake, fake.”

“But don’t they look very similar?”

“Rista, Fifi’s friend. Rista, Rin’s friend. “That’s fake, fake, fake.”

Fifi replied calmly and cleaned his wings with his beak.

Certainly, if you think rationally, Fifi’s judgment is probably correct… … If you say it’s real, you’re pretending not to know Fifi, so Fifi will feel very sad.

At night, when I went to sleep with Ceresia as my blanket (Ceresia expanded and thickened like a giant fur blanket), I dreamed of Lista.

– Lin!

– Lynn?

– Lin.

He gestures for me to follow him with a dazzling smile, but… … When I tried to follow him, I somehow ended up getting further away. Every time, I had to wake up immediately.

“cadet?”

“Oh, wow?”

“cadet!”

As soon as I woke up, I thought I heard a familiar voice, but then an unfamiliar voice appeared on top of it.

In my sleep, I opened my eyes and looked for Aki and the source of the voice… … The two were surprisingly together.

It was Goblin Slayer who was smiling shyly while carefully holding Aki with his arms between both armpits. He took off his helmet, revealing a face identical to Rista’s.

“When did you two become so close?”

When I raised my upper body and asked that question, Miria’s shoulders shook. The next moment, he grabbed the hilt of her sword.

“quiet.”

“hmm?”

“You just heard a goblin’s voice somewhere. “Didn’t you hear?”

“?”

“Oh, did you say that? Oh, did you say… … .”

“???”

“Looking at its developed vocal cords, it looks like a hobgoblin, but it looks like there are a few left. “I need to take a look around.”

Quickly hiding her red face with her helmet, Miria disappeared into the darkness. She, of course, placed her Aki in my arms.

It was absurd.

It was so absurd that I couldn’t even laugh… … I couldn’t escape for a while from the reverberation of that sweet voice.

“Anyway, Aki, why aren’t you crying when you get away from me?”

“peekaboo?”

“Is this why you like women better?”

“A-baat.”

As I watched Aki clinging to my leg and rubbing his face as if he had never done anything like that, I lost all desire to question him.

“But it’s strange. You didn’t do that to the other woman. “If Kasena found out, she would be very upset.”

Was it the third or fourth day? … Anyway, after that incident, more constructive conversations began to take place.

“Wake up, the sun has risen.”

In the morning, we had to get out of the cave road and climb the Red Mountains until we found another cave road.

The soaring Red Mountains may look beautiful from a distance, but when seen up close, they are extremely rugged.

Although it was such a rough terrain, Miria ignored the mountain path and moved along the slope, which was a staircase created by the red dragons for humanity.

“I don’t go to the mountain path. “Wherever people pass, there must be snow.”

“What eyes?”

“The eyes of the seven evils. Seven black witches and black magicians who have become infamous after the Sunspot incident. “They said they would be looking for you too.”

In fact, the endless tree branches scratching my face and the roots grabbing my feet was quite bearable.

What I found difficult to bear was the heat boiling like geothermal heat inside the mountain range.

Coming here in the middle of summer, sweat was pouring down from my whole body like rain, as if I was in a steam room.

“Abubut!”

“Abud, abud, abud.”

Aki and Pipi, whose body temperature is much higher than that of humans, were very excited… … .

According to 『11 Wonders of the World』, a tropical climate is formed in the Red Mountains in the summer due to geothermal heat.

Due to the climate, the forests of the mountain range were colored with beautiful colors all year round. Red, yellow, orange… … A feast of primary colors that are bright and stimulating enough to make your eyes tingle.

“Wow!”

In the midst of the feast, Aki couldn’t hide his excitement and shook his head back and forth (this was also a bad habit he learned from Fifi).

‘Alakish… … .’

As I looked at Aki, looking over his shoulder and looking at the mountains, the great true dragon Alakish came to mind.

Are you watching it now?

I have come to the homeland you have longed to return to. Aki likes it a lot. Is it because it’s warm, or because I know how you feel… … .

“I found the next path. “Here.”

It was that evening that I was able to have a real conversation with Goblin Slayer, Miria.

“You waited a long time, right? “It’s done, Aki.”

When I took the grilled skewers, with a tantalizing amount of oil and juice flowing out of them, from the fire, Aki, who was sitting on my lap, cheered.

“B-ri, it’s time!”

Wow, tears of emotion… … .

It is said that dragons grow faster than humans, and little by little they are able to speak human language without being specifically taught.

I first handed a skewer to Aki, who was very proud, and then handed one to Miria as well.

“Do you want one too? “It’s made with salted meat, but it still tastes good.”

Miria, who was sharpening equipment stuck to the goblin’s brain and fat with a whetstone, stopped looking at the tunnel exit and glanced back at me.

Of course, as always, he was wearing a helmet, so I couldn’t see his face, but his tone was absurd.

“You don’t get tired of it and keep talking to me. “Do you like being criticized?”

“No, I liked swearing. “In the old days.”

Back in the days of Lynn.

Not now.

“Are you bragging? And in a place like this… … “A meal is so satisfying to the stomach.”

The inside of the cave was littered with goblin corpses.

The filth that goblins vomit when they die, the stench of rotting flesh, and the swarms of flies and ants that had already swarmed after smelling blood were enough to stimulate my nerves.

It was all Miria’s work.

After becoming a fire magician, I couldn’t use grand magic in a cave like this… … His skills were so outstanding that there was nothing he could do to help.

“You don’t know what. Aki cries if I don’t eat my special grilled skewers for a week in a row. “You can’t even imagine how loud it is.”

As if my answer was not the same, Miria turned her gaze outside the cave.

I thought the conversation would end as briefly as usual, but then Aki crawls over and holds out a skewer to Miria.

“Ah, out!”

Miria seemed more surprised by that action than Fifi and I. The color drained from his voice due to embarrassment.

“no it’s okay… … “I don’t have much of an appetite.”

“Dabout.”

“I heard it’s really okay. “I’ll just accept your heart.”

As he glanced in my direction as if he was perplexed, Aki’s face became tearful due to the continued rejection. Miria quickly took off her helmet.

“Oh yeah. I’ll eat. “It’s really delicious~.”

As he bit into each piece of skewer and smiled soothingly, Aki also smiled brightly.

That guy knows how to make facial expressions like that… … .

As I looked at it with a smile, Miria glared at me with a slight look of annoyance.

“What are you laughing for? “This doesn’t happen because you suddenly grill meat.”

“No, you’re going to cry if I don’t do it? But isn’t it hot? I don’t know why he’s always wearing a helmet. “It’s easier to take it off like now.”

Then, a shadowy cynicism appeared at the corner of Miria’s mouth.

“What can I do? “It’s because of this face.”

“?”

“With a face like this, all the men I ran into were trying to trick me. Let’s make a party with me, come to my guild, please marry me… … “There was a guy who chased me for over a year.”

“Isn’t it good if other people like it?”

“Good, good, good.”

“Guys like you come by every day and bother me, so it would be nice.”

“Puck, puck, puck.”

It was the same with Lista.

Her exquisite beauty, like a flower bud blooming on the last cliff in the world, made most men woo her.

Friede used to say that if the Payquarier had not had the rule of pledging not to marry when he was ordained as a warrior, the wolves who wanted to marry Lista might have competed with each other and dyed the empire with blood.

“Thanks to you, I don’t have a fixed location for my activities. Always moving. “If you don’t know her face, she’s just a nasty bitch who catches goblins and smells like goblin intestines.”

Miria muttered that and let out a bitter, self-deprecating smile. This time I needed to proceed a little more cautiously.

“Your skills are good… … “You don’t seem to like goblins that much, so may I ask why you’re so obsessed with them?”

“… … .”

“No, I really don’t mean to make fun of you. “It’s purely out of curiosity.”

Miria did not answer.

On a moonlit night from outside the cave, with a lukewarm summer night wind blowing, Miria suddenly drew the long sword on her back.

The blade was wrapped with a bandage without a sheath, and even that was similar to Rista’s. The Supreme Sword Surfang had no sheath, so Lista wrapped the blade with a bandage and hung it on the sword belt.

“Of the 12,214 cases of damage to villages and cities reported to the Alliance last year, 43 were caused by goblins.”

“Is only 43 cases a year low? “It’s probably all over the continent.”

“Write it down, write it down, write it down.”

“Not much. But can I say that in front of the people involved?”

Miria snorted coldly and quietly caressed the blade wrapped in bandages. She was so sad that she couldn’t explain how those hands moved.

“Someone has to do it. But no one wants to do it. Even beginners quickly withdraw after hunting a few times, saying it stinks, it’s dirty, and they don’t contribute much.”

“… … .”

“As adventurers become stronger, they only try to climb to higher places. No one looks down at low places. “There are people who need help not just above, but also below.”

Even though it was a prickly, extremely cold voice, I didn’t feel bad. Rather, the nostalgic voice was superimposed on the boy’s voice, accelerating the rhythm of the heart.

Lista… … .

Rista also used to say this. Of course, she was much more refreshing and kind than Miria, but… … .

“The nickname Goblin Slayer is for such people. Like before, if you want to laugh at me, do whatever you want. “Because I am proud of this name.”

With those words, Miria, carrying the knife she had been carefully handling, on her back, did not look at me again. And I couldn’t help but stare at that in bewilderment.

– I want to create a world where everyone smiles.

Lista said so. Not with pretense, but with pure, pure sincerity.

He never lied to others or to himself. He did not compromise with anything and carried out what he believed to be right.

Miria was clearly different from Rista in many ways. It’s colder and harsher, but… … I felt that she definitely resembled him in terms of her beautiful inner self.

‘Just as I am the reincarnation of Rin, is Miria the reincarnation of Rista?’

If that were the case, it would be a mystery that even his appearance resembles me, but… … .

It was just an unconfirmed guess, but when the thought came to fruition in my head, the whole situation began to feel heartbreakingly confusing.

Even this awkward silence between us right now, and even that cold attitude.

Just like I did when I first met Rista during the turmoil 300 years ago. Just like I felt this way from the moment we first met.

“You are a good person.”

Just as it was 300 years ago, now.

The thought that was in my mind suddenly came out of my mouth.

Miria then gave a sarcastic look, as if she thought my words were funny, but at the same time seemed strangely sad.

“I’m a good person?”

That cynicism was so cold and cold that it was impossible to even guess what kind of whirlpool life would be entangled in there.

“If you’re a good person, you won’t keep all your money and help people.”

“… … ?”

“In the end, I work for money. Since there is no one who only hunts goblins, the pay is surprisingly good. I don’t know? I’m just saying it to make sense. “Forget everything.”

As if this was the end of the story, Miria, wearing her helmet, walked out of the cave. I blankly watched Miria’s back.

Even though we were this close, so close that our voices could hear, it felt like there was a wall between him and me that could never be overcome.

It was a little early to realize that the wall was built by a painfully miserable past and present.

fantasy,