Warm tea.

A bloody land.

And suddenly someone got happy and played the accordion.

This is the scene of the trade.

By the way, two more ogres who were hiding their identities died. One was Wilge and the other was Shad. These two ogres had no source of power, but their crazy appearance attracted the curse even though they were not Root.

Blade's attention.

Cursed Blade asked Gwen to use her source power to check.

Come on, Wilgie on the left ate eight, and Shad on the right ate two.

It can be killed.

The reason why these two people didn't run away was very simple.

…

These were the last words of Wilgie before he was stabbed to death by Gwen: "Isn't this interesting~"

The Shad man's last words were a little more logical: "People can die, but they can't help but watch the excitement."

Not a trace of regret.

Not even a little scared.

Gwen looked at the two corpses on the ground, which were still smiling for the time being, and at the thick white teeth. He suddenly looked at Cursed Blade, who was warmly inviting people to drink tea.

"madman."

"What's wrong?"

Curseblade asked.

madman.

Gwen suppressed the word that blurted out again, closed her eyes slightly, turned around, walked to the back slope next to her, and slid down.

"Utopia is really boring."

He leaned against the slope and sat down, holding his knees with his hands and looking calm.

contempt for death.

The pursuit of madness.

Is there even one normal person in Utopia?

The world is crazy.

Or he's sick.

"Relax your mind...calm your mind..."

He recalled the world he lived in, the lush forest.

Arid desert.

Walking in the wilderness again and again, I almost exile my soul. The feeling of having nothing but having everything.

It's like someone who got up three hours early and stared at the golden color outside the window at that moment.

Even if I didn't do my homework last night.

I didn't finish my work at work yesterday.

I also had the world for a moment.

"..."

There were footsteps coming from behind the slope, and the smiling voice of Cursed Blade: "Please enjoy the tea, I'll go check on my companions..."

A second or two passed.

Snap.

There was a slight noise from the side.

Snap.

The sound of falling footsteps was heard at the same time as the sound of the cursed blade.

"Are you okay?"

"I just don't like watching you make tea and I don't have any to drink, so I came down alone."

Gwen patted her calf with an indifferent expression, then stood up. Turning around, she almost ran into the other person's arms.

He took half a step back, stepped back and said, "It's just a matter of personality."

"I see."

Curse Blade sat down, very unladylike, with one leg straightened, the other foot on the ground, and one hand on his knee: "Some people really don't like this environment, don't like this situation

- I can totally understand that you would have a bad feeling about this wilderness, this wilderness where there is no law.”

"I don't."

"Perhaps you have never left your own little castle in your life, right? You are eager to fight, but you also have some characteristics of a civilized person. You want to punish evil and promote good, but you are not sure whether you can really represent goodwill.

Feeling hesitant, aren’t you?”

"..."

Gwen felt that Curse Blade didn't understand him. The woman with a gentle smile in front of him didn't understand him at all.

"It seems that our leader, the leader of our group... I should call you branch director now? It seems that you don't just want to be the dream lover of all women." He had a weird smile.

, "...Including men? You do have complete arrogance, Cursed Blade, just like a person who sees cute pictures of cats and imagines that he can raise cats."

Curse Blade is extremely patient and thick-skinned at times like this.

She said softly:

"You are just like the rabbit. If you accidentally touch your heart, you will use sharp enough words to attack others."

"..."

"Be honest, Gwen. Admit that you are not as good as you thought..."

He didn't wait for Curse Blade to continue speaking.

Gwen triggered her source power and disappeared into the shadows.

He poked his head out of the shadows on the ground.

He made a slightly muffled voice: "...the body of the Ankylosaurus is still up there, don't let anyone steal it."

"Okay, okay."

There was a smile on Cursed Blade's face that made Gwen extremely annoying.

The woman stood up, clapped her hands, and easily climbed up the rock.

Gwen shook her head and disappeared into the shadows.

In the shadows, this quiet and silent space was not peaceful. There were many shadow creatures moving forward, lurking in various places in the space. But it made Gwen feel a little at ease.

Such quietness.

Very comfortable.

There is no annoying sound of the curse blade.

But maybe Curse Blade is right?...Gwen felt as if her heart was talking like this.

But the next second, this idea was rejected by himself.

The curseblade can't be right.

I am not that fragile. I am not the kind of girl living in an ivory tower as the other party imagined. I have done bad things and killed people.

“Punish evil and promote good?”

He muttered.

"Who would do those things that only naive children do? Be a hero? There are no such heroes in the real world."

"Fool."

Stabilize his mind and step out of the shadows. He can feel the touch of the shadows.

[Is this area the shadow of flames? That’s why it’s so unstable and smells like fire.]

[Well, the feeling of laziness is the shadow of a Wilgi or a cat lamp. 】

[A very fragrant lilac smell and... bah, squirrel smell, it's a cursed blade! 】

【……】

Gwen controlled her body and entered a small shadow.
To be continued...