No one knows themselves better than they are.

Geralt could clearly see the look in Geralt's eyes of the black-haired and black-eyed boy after the elf's straightforward piercing...... It's an abomination.

- Not really.

That's not true!!

The boy pleaded repeatedly, but never laid down his arms. But the lying bastard was forgiven, and the elves carried him out of the jungle, providing him with all the security. During this time, the boy was always hypocritically ingratiating himself with the elf—he had gained a precious friendship and trust, and then fell into a ridiculous love, and the hypocritical princess and the arrogant boy sent the obstructive bystanders to a prophetic feast, and Geralt saw his teacher appear, and he did not reject the prophecy in any way—yes, he had no idea of Elrod's affairs, and he had not studied the prophecy deeply.

“…… He brought bloodshed, war, and greed to the dark ages of humanity. ”

The king smiled smugly.

"Guard, kill this elf!"

The penniless young Geralt is not eligible for the banquet, but he can hide in the back garden and talk to the princess. Geralt saw them smile indifferently, and then the ground began to shake, and the stars and moon were obscured by dark clouds. The shaking became more and more violent, and the rubble and dust on the building fell one after another. The princess was taken aback and fled from the capital with the young Geralt, only to see the whole city sink into the darkness and sink underground.

The sorcerer Saviman walked out of the ruins of the city with a serious injury, and he declared that Elrod Ambatu was the most evil being on the continent, and if he was not killed in a hundred years, the entire continent would be destroyed and fall like this capital.

Young Geralt is indifferent to the death of humans. His heart burns with the blood that the main plot of the RPG game began - a beautiful princess, a powerful and knowledgeable teacher, a mysterious villain BOSS, and himself - according to the teacher, is the descendant of a giant dragon.

Geralt, who has received the Flame Dragon's inheritance, with fiery red hair and eyes, leads his princess and younger brother to the capital that has sunk underground.

"Your time of death has come!" The red-haired Geralt laughed wildly and raised his staff.

The lonely Great Demon King stared at him in silence. The darkness had blurred his memories, and it was difficult to keep his sanity. His blonde hair, which was once like sunshine, turned thick black, and his voice became hoarse: "...... I remember you. ”

"You should remember me." The brave man said a wittic, "Because I'm the one who wants to kill you." ”

He spewed out the breath of a fiery dragon, and the fiery red light rose into the sky, and when the dark air was smoked and scattered, and the wind howled and quieted, the greatsword on the warrior's back had already pierced the chests of his former companions.

Geralt was able to see Elrod's expression directly from the perspective of a red-haired hero.

- Empty, dazed, inorganic eyes swallowed up by darkness, as if at last remembered how emotions should be expressed, and a thin mist and a sarcastic smile appeared in the eyes that had become dark.

"It hurts." He muttered to himself, "You're lying." ”

However, the brave do not listen to these contents.

The Demon King died too easily, and he was even a little dissatisfied. Geralt saw him put on a smile and greet the princess's passionate kisses and the cheers of his followers.

There seemed to be insects in the body, and the blood was numb and cold.

…… Why.

Elrod, Ellrod, Ellrod.

Geralt wanted to see Elrod curled up on the ground in pain, but he couldn't move, he couldn't speak, he couldn't even cry.

Can only watch.

Fate began to reincarnate repeatedly.

Sometimes it was the princess herself who saved him, and sometimes the red-haired Geralt was able to attend the prophesied feast.

But the ending won't change.

Elrod was covered in blood and fell in darkness and ruins.

Over and over again.

At the end of the backtracking, Geralt looked at his hands, which were still stained with Elrod's blood, and opened his mouth blankly, but he couldn't make any sound.

…… Well?

It's a joke, right?

Did something go wrong with the spell?

However, there is no denying that everything is incredibly real.

- I deceived him. It was I who betrayed him. It was I who pushed him into the abyss of darkness.

It's me.

Again and again, he killed him with his own hands.

My favorite Elrod.

The faint and disembodied memories of the past turned into sharp blades, and the restlessness and fear under the starlight all became hard and hideous, piercing into his body fiercely. All things laugh at his arrogance in a low voice - ha, protect him?

You are the one he fears.

- You have been given a rose, and now you see the blood of the person who gave the flower.

“…… I'm sorry...... Sorry ......"

Chu Songluo looked at Geralt's unconscious tears with a smile on his face, and he trembled and cried bitterly, calling his name.

“…… Ellrod? ”

As if noticing the silence around him, Geralt looked around blankly—

The world shrouded in black mist was filled with a fresh, thick smell of blood.

Could it be ——?

Elrod confirmed his suspicions, "I killed them." ”

He was just as Geralt had seen in the flashback, his long pale blonde hair and blue eyes that had turned a thick black - but he still had a smile.

"Here you go again...... Kill me? He said, "I remember you." ”

"I'm not...... I'm not! ”

Geralt defended himself, he looked at himself blankly, then took out the staff in his sleeve and gave it to Elrod in a panic, "This is my only weapon...... I'm not going to kill you, I'm ...... Sorry ......"

Elrod didn't take the staff.

He just said very calmly: "This time, it is indeed very different from the previous ones. You're out of flames, and you're not willing to kill me. ”

"—you love me."

It was the same thing that Geralt had heard his elf say yesterday. However, the contrast between yesterday's joy and the scene at this moment was so great that he felt a kind of uneasiness that bordered on absurdity. However, he finally calmed down, and looked at the strange and familiar Elrod.

Compared to the darkness he saw in the tracing arts, this Elrod was clearly very sensible, and had remembered everything.

Is he going to kill me?

That's fair too, Geralt thought silently, after all, I'd killed him so many times.

“…… It's not fair. Geralt whispered.

He repeated, "It's not fair. ”

Elrod tilted his head slightly, as if confused—the gestures he made to express his doubts had never changed, a way Geralt had carefully studied.

Thinking so, he lowered his eyelashes, as if to hide some emotion, desperately raising the corners of his lips, "You see, I only remember this life—I only remember that I met you, and I have been ...... for so many years You're right, love you-"

"But you hate me."

Tears rolled down her cheeks and fell to the floor before Geralt could reach out to stop them.

- It's a grievance.

It's the simplest, aggrieved.

The one who loves all you don't love you.

Although I have been desperately accustomed to it, the pleasure that was given yesterday is now all torn apart.

He doesn't love you.

Geralt heard himself say, "...... Kill me. ”

He doesn't love you, but you love him.

“……！”

But his tears were gently wiped away.

Geralt looked up in surprise and met Elrod's eyes with a strange smile.

"You're right, I hate you."

A bad premonition flashed, but before Geralt could accurately capture it, Elrod was heard to continue: "There's one thing, I'm afraid I forgot to tell you. ”

"I have become a god of darkness."

What can kill an immortal elf?

The dragon's fire, the god's curse, the utter sorrow.

Elrod smiled and said—

"—I curse, Elrod Ambatu, myself...... Permanent death. ”

The light of the stars shone down like flowing water, washing the elves' blonde hair. He looked like the beautiful Fanya elf again, having just chosen his name three days earlier, and had traveled to the mainland to help a little bastard who was a liar and a good bastard.

He smiled a little embarrassedly, "One more thing—"

"I hate you, but I ...... me Love you. ”

The starlight of the Milky Way for hundreds of millions of years illuminates a path to the sky like a stream, but only one person is carried away by the starlight. There are so many things you need to do before his figure melts, remember his eyebrows, eyes and smile, drive away the memories in his head, and now rush on-

Rush up and hug him.

It's too late.

You can't get anything.

In this dilapidated and dimly lit palace in an instant, you and your memories are empty.

The starry sky was silent.

Yes.

Abandoning him is a much heavier punishment than being killed by him.

He ran away from his fate.

He gave you roses.

…… Then what am I waiting for in this fate?

Geralt reached out and tried to touch the ethereal starlight.

“…… Ellrod. ”

The elf's face seemed to be imprinted in his eyes again, and he gently treasured all the memories of Elrod, and closed his eyes tiredly.

The world collapsed in an instant.

- Elves and Dragons - End -