The blood on Fujimaru Rika's hands were stained with.
In the special point, she also killed the enemy with her own hands.
In order to crush the magic king Gaitia, she must do this. The other party's goal is to crush her civilization, and she must fight back.
but--
What if the enemy is not the one to kill?
What if the one who is going to kill is not an enemy-but an innocent person from the whole world.
There was aurora reflected in Fujimaru Rika's eyes, and a numb tremor revealed in her pupils.
Ahhh...
Law Fincher.
sorry.
I clearly agreed to you and wanted to continue fighting, but now I have such a thought of retreating.
I am really a person who is not competent at all, and what about the last emperor of mankind...
At this time, you should have gritted your teeth and slapped yourself a few times.
After all, people in other worlds are not the lives of the history of human beings. For the sake of their own history, it doesn’t matter if they kill all the people here - maybe I should continue to fight with this idea.
But, but...
"I can't do it, I can't do it...I can't do it!"
Looking at his hands, Fujimaru Rika cried bitterly.
She seemed to have seen that her hands were not as spotless as they are now, but were stained with the blood of innocent people.
How to scrub, even if you peel off your skin, you can't clean it.
"I can't do it!"
thump--
She suddenly lay in the snow.
If she didn't know all this, perhaps she could indeed cut down the fantasy tree with the determination to save her world, remove this wrong world, and then kill all the lives in this world without knowing anything, but since she knew all this—
How could she do it?
Kill Gelda.
Kill Laura.
Kill everything in this strange belt...
Why is this happening?
Why--
......
When Fujimaru Rika returned to the cave, several hours had passed.
She staggered into the cave as if she had lost her soul, with her eyes red, with trembling dullness and pain.
"The eldest sister of the Lord...!"
Nolra looked a little worried and wanted to come over and hold Fujimaru Rika's hand, but realized that his hands had completely turned into claws, so she shrank back.
"Senior...I..."
Mashu, who was also somewhat dull, realized that he held Fujimaru Rika's hand, feeling the temperature that almost freezes her hands together, and his body trembled involuntarily.
Fujimaru Rika and Mashu looked at each other, slowly, gently shook their heads.
“Mashu…”
“I know what I should do…”
She sat next to the blanket campfire, watching the campfire, using the temperature of the flame to make her hands close to frostbite better.
Yes, she knows what to do.
Because this is [a contest that can only be left one in the end].
In any case, only one of the eight sections of history, including pan-human history, can survive in the end.
If Fujimaru Rika still wants to save her world, then she must destroy the other seven worlds.
"Sorry, the recruit."
"I know, this is a cruel choice, especially now that you have been in contact with the innocent children in this strange belt."
"But you and I have no choice. As you said, we exist here for this."
"So--you'll keep fighting, right?"
With his lips pursed, Napoleon looked at Fujimaru Rika with some regret.
He can actually understand whatever choice this girl makes.
But for the sake of pan-human history...
Some errors must be corrected.
"......Um."
Looking at the flames, Fujimaru Rika responded softly as if she was unconsciously.
"Then--Get up!"
Dong!
Napoleon smiled again, pounded his chest hard, and made a dull sound.
"Since you have made a choice, then you just need to go on firmly - right!"
"......Um."
It was obvious that Fujimaru Rika still didn't come back to her senses.
"Ah... In short, let's have a good rest today. Tomorrow, I will send the supplies to your base camp, and then summon the servants, and finally find a way to arrange a combat plan!"
"By the way, I have a few hidden aces?"
......
late at night.
Fujimaru Rika and Mashu had already fallen asleep. The two girls squeezed into the same bed. Since they fell asleep, they all looked worried.
"Boy Nolra, your reaction surprised me a little."
Napoleon and Nolra did not sleep for the time being. The two of them came outside the cave and sat on the snow and were chatting.
"I thought you would want to keep those children, after all, you are a sympathetic and good kid."
Nolra looked at her hands with a little sadness in her eyes.
"No...Mr. Emperor, too, I want to leave those innocent people."
"But I know very well that I can't do it. If I want to get rid of this strange belt, no one can do it."
"They are part of this strange belt, the residents of this history. If history disappears, there will be no possibility of human beings."
"I... are different from the elder sister of the Lord."
Holding the giant claws tightly, a little white flame burned on the edges of the giant claws.
"I am the same as this strange belt, and I am [wrong]."
"Some wrong things should be erased. If you have mercy on the wrong things, it will eventually... detonate a greater disaster."
He is talking about himself.
“…is this true?”
Napoleon sighed after a while of silence.
He also knew that what happened to Nolra was what Nolra told him in person before.
To be continued...