Late at night, in a room in House 6 of the Hundred Orchards.
Eleazar watched silently as the spell ran through his palm.
Not a moment later, the magic spell suddenly stopped flowing and slowly opened its densely packed eyes.
＜Feelings, gazing from the abyss, I guess! ＞
This transcendent pathway, which has been tainted away, manifests itself in him in an extraordinarily evil way, even giving him the ability to taint others.
It's a good thing that I'm finally surviving this magic potion with a little bit of a scare.
Eleazar closed his palms in silence.
Behind her, a pair of snow-white arms slowly wrapped up.
"What are you thinking?"
Fina gently pressed her face against his back.
[I seem to remember a woman...]
But Eleazar didn't dare say the words out loud, and could only smile silently and bitterly as he turned back to the table and said, "It's nothing, let's rest."
Is the effect of that spell of the witch's so stubborn?
Fina looked at that forced smile of his for a moment in thought, then brushed her head away.
"Well, go to sleep."
...
The next day, after finishing his classes, Eleazar found a bench under the new school building and sat down, silently waiting for something.
It wasn't long before a girl walking with her head held high came down the stairs, gleefully flinging her book bag.
Humming a little tune, the twin ponytails on the back of her head bouncing with her light steps, her scarlet eyes full of innocence. "Are you that happy..."
The figure and the figure in his mind seemed to match somehow.
Eleazar silently watched the man's back as he left.
Not knowing how to be sure if the person was her, he had to silently trail up, attempting to find a way to get closer.
Out of the school gate followed the back of that one to the roadside station, watched her tiptoeing on her heels and constantly looking at the road on both sides.
"Pfft!!!"
"Looking for death, are you?"
"Walking without eyes?"
Being so far gone, Eleazar was not paying attention and knocked a couple of oncoming people to the ground.
The three garishly dressed punks slapped their asses and stood up, looking at him with ill intent.
"You're looking for a fight, aren't you?"
The surrounding passersby, at once, couldn't help but quicken their pace, as if they were afraid of getting involved in this kind of strife.
Witcher, returning to his senses, sank into a deep gaze.
"Sorry."
That deep gaze caused a trace of fear to rise inexplicably from the few people who had originally planned to blackmail a sum of money.
The three looked at each other, and after realizing that no one was willing to step forward, they could only curse and cross over to the youth.
"Next time you go out, please put your eyes on!"
Although inexplicably abashed, the aura could not be lost.
Eleazar inclined his head at the three punks who had kicked over the trash can to vent their anger and turned back to find the girl named Evelea, already standing beside him.
"Being bullied by a gangster?"
"Don't be afraid, I'll help you out!"
She was seen bending over to pick up a bottle that had rolled to her feet, raising her palms up and behind her head, then lashing out.
"Hey~"
The bottle made a very graceful arc and smashed heavily into the back of a hedgehog's head, splattering shards of glass with bits of blood in all directions.
The man turned back his head in disbelief, a little hesitantly touching the back of his busted head, looking at the crimson blood on his palm, and his eyes gradually became red.
"Hit so hard?"
Eleazar looked puzzled at this.
But when he withdrew his gaze from his victim, he suddenly realized that the woman who had started it all was long gone.
"?"
By the time he turned his gaze again, the three punks had surrounded themselves.
"Would you believe me if I said that I didn't do it?"
A punk clutched his collar and slowly raised his sandbagged fist.
"I don't want to hit you, but my hands are out of control, can you believe it?"
Seeing that he couldn't explain himself at all, Eleazar had to point towards the alley beside him.
"Can we go over there?"
The three looked at each other and suddenly smiled, then very familiarly put their arms around his shoulders and walked into the alley.
A minute later, Eleazar claps his hands and walks out.
Looking at the passers-by who frequently cast their eyes over, he straightened his somewhat messy collar and patiently explained, "Actually, you all saw it, right, that bottle wasn't thrown by me at all."
The passersby all turned back at once, pretending they hadn't seen anything.
The tailing failed, and with these guys interrupting, the target was long gone.
Eleazar could only walk slowly back to school with his pants pockets in.
Planning to go back to the rental house after dabbling with dinner.
And the knight, who had been looking for him for a long time, happened to stumble upon it and rushed over.
"I think we still can't give up that bounty so easily!"
Eleazar rubbed his head with a sudden headache.
"Here's the deal..."
"You go and ask for proof!"
Fintan was stumped, "How do you ask for proof?"
Then the next evening, the three stepped onto the train.
Fina stood playfully on the platform, waving goodbye to the trio preparing for their long journey.
Finnian, who hadn't traveled for a long time, looked left and right.
Fintan looks at Eleazar with a bad eye.
"By begging for proof, you mean dragging us to work for you?"
"No."
Eleazar, who was looking at the map, looked up.
"Want to know if the church has already recovered the lost item, you just find something of equal value to trade for it."
"If you're willing to give it to you, it means it was all planned by the church a long time ago, and you don't have to worry about that magic bandit group."
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Change first, change later. TT
In front of him was a rooster the size of a truck, with a slender collar-neck, a brilliant tail plume, broad wings, and a dainty fleshy crown like a crown, capable of emitting a shrill whine that would make the whole forest tremble.
--The Tsunami Monster!
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...
Walking through the cavern that was said to emit a very miserable scream, Eleazar silently sensed his surroundings.
During the daytime there was nothing out of the ordinary and a glimpse of the end of the line, but by the time night came, the place had undergone a startling transformation.
Damp and dank, jagged and rocky, littered with stalactite pillars, and with nests of snakes coiled in every corner.
So many snakes, if I'm not mistaken...
"Big brother, I'm so hungry~"
Behind a stalactite pillar, a pair of tender white delicate palms slowly propped out a half-naked body.
Snow-white skin, enchanting posture, innocent face full of holiness, and a head full of wriggling hair added a hint of evil, and her lower body was hidden behind the stone pillars so that people could not see that horrible scene.
Eleazar avoided her gaze a bit cautiously, his eyes quickly sweeping over the other woman's hair.
Sure enough, it's ＜Snake Hair Banshee＞!
Their sight is the most vicious curse in the world, with the power to corrupt and petrify vigor.
Would you still love me if you had to do it all over again...
"Simply because they are all afraid of you."