Chapter Twenty-Five: Under the Lost Butterfly

"Hmm......"

After receiving the monster's final roar, Aikawa froze for a few seconds before returning to normal. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

“…… Oh, I didn't expect you to come back so easily. The old man thought that you would definitely be closed in his own spiritual world for the rest of his life. But now it looks like an old man, and I'm making a fool of myself. ”

For some reason, Orlock, who had turned into a teenager, smiled with satisfaction when he saw his return.

"Closed all my life?ha, don't compare me to people like you, that kind of thing is as boring as a C-grade movie!"

The boy also responded with a mocking smile when he saw this, it seemed that he really didn't like the old man. Reason...... Well, probably like me. The boy thought.

Of course

What the hell is going on, even if you tear your mouth apart, you won't be able to say it.

At this time, as if he had just noticed, Aikawa sighed.

"Your kid's ability to move is really fast. ”

If it didn't fit the atmosphere at all, I would like to look from behind Aikawa. Amid the sound of the vertebrae breaking, tragedy came to me.

Orlock's body leaned back.

At that time, Jirobo Kiyogen slammed his entire body into him, and he was still holding a sharp vajra in his hand. It was a magic tool derived from an Indian weapon, and now it was piercing deep into Orlock's belly as if it were remembering its own history.

"By the way, you don't have to do anything. - This guy is unconscious. ”

"Hmph~, is it? ”

I followed Aikawa, who didn't feel much about it, and moved my gaze to the side.

The monster of Ashuburn finally stopped breathing after letting out the deathbed roar just now.

“…… Just now, I understood one more thing. ”

"Oh?"

"You're this guy's father. ”

- What?

I couldn't help but look at Ollock, the veins in his neck ruptured on the way, and the blood flowed out like a spring. But now is no longer the time to think about the little things.

"Roar, how do you see that?"

"Don't you think that this virtue is already the best proof of it?"

- The person who has been deposed in the right half of the body has spread his arms and falls into his arms and is stabbed by the vajra at a considerable distance. If this kind of thing is also an attack, Aikawa might as well swallow it in one go.

Haha, the boy laughed.

Who the hell are you laughing at?

What the hell are you laughing at?

His face shrank and became as old as Orlock's. Since the boy's body is an artificial human, once the magic of the Orlock that sustains his life is cut off, he will also begin to age in an instant.

However, without showing any disgust from the young man's straight gaze, the old man spoke of his past.

"The error only happened once. ”

The old man said.

Later, the wife became terminally ill and died not long after giving birth to her son. At that time, I didn't know whose child it was. During the time they were researching together, the old man had been struggling to sleep about whether Ashu Bern's mark could survive on the child. Hahaha, he was worried about it, but he also collapsed because of that terminal illness. ”

Ollock had said that the elixir he had received from the druids had no effect.

It was Griwin or himself who asked for the potion.

"Some time after Guranid's funeral, the guy said-Good work, show you something good. Hahahaha, what did he show the old man, don't you say it again?"

Ollock stared at the monster of Ashuburn.

Referring to Guranid's name for the monster, its true identity is already obvious.

The man who turned into a beast.

The lady who was told that she had died shortly after giving birth.

The guy said happily - well, she finally got over her terminal illness. A woman who can't give birth normally, but she has the talent to be a demon. I'm going to use her body as a storehouse for magic markings. It was also thanks to your papilio magia that I was able to let her keep all kinds of magic marks like this. Please be sure to offer your blessings. ”

“…………”

Aikawa listened to the old man's confession without saying a word.

It looks like it's fun at the same time.

It's like, boring.

“…… Now that I think about it, that guy might be sincere. The love for his wife and his son may all be sincere. Turning your wife into a monster because of love may also be a natural idea for a magician. ”

“………………”

"The old man also thinks that guy is right as a magician. Even if he felt so, the old man couldn't bear it. ”

Magicians should be sacrificed for magic.

No matter what the cost, as long as you can take a step towards the mystery of magic, it is the right way.

It was the first lesson for everyone, and Ollock, one of those closest to the mystery, forgot all about it in that moment.

The truths that he had served almost all his life were thrown away like waste paper.

"And then you get the invitation. ”

"yes. Hahaha, I was still thinking about what would happen, but I didn't expect that the dead son had been chopped into magic seals. ”

The old man, smiling sadly.

There was a wind blowing.

Passing through the cracks of the exposed hidden passage, a crying sound sounded.

“………… That's why I can't get along with you. ”

Aikawa whispered.

Unfortunately, I didn't see his face at first.

"Sacrificing oneself for what one desires and what one desires, there is neither good nor evil in doing what one desires - doing what one wants to do, living the way one desires to live, and dying the way one desires to die. I couldn't understand that kind of life. ”

That's right. So.

So-- he really couldn't understand it.

"I'm a lonely-prone person. ”

"Hahaha. ”

The old man laughed again.

For some reason, this laughter makes people feel that this is the purest laugh since the beginning of this incident.

His body fell gently forward.

"Oh my boy. ”

He caressed Qingxuan's face.

From there, he traveled a distance of several meters, and it seemed like a months-long journey for the old man. He dragged his legs and his abdomen was soaked with blood. The extreme pain and sorrow could be seen in his face, but at the same time, he smiled like a child who had finally found a blue bird.

He finally came into contact with the monster of Ashuburn, who had already lost his breath.

"My love. ”

The old man hugged his past lover tightly who had turned into a beast.

"perfom-a-dance."

Flocks of golden butterflies dance around the world.

Is that a secret method that allows a transformed woman to restore her original appearance even for a moment?

Like a synthetic beast of a wolf and a spider, Ashuburn's monster has regained the form of a beautiful woman. Although the damaged right half of the body could not be recovered, the two people who hugged each other were as beautiful as if they had been blessed by the moonlight.

And just like that, the old magician stopped breathing.

“……………… What a nasty old man. ”

I just nodded slowly.

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