Chapter 6: The Will of the Dark
"Wait a minute."
Just as You was about to quietly leave the crowd, someone suddenly stopped him through the fence.
Turning around, there was a face wrapped in bandages.
Between the strips of white flowers, there is a faint expression of resoluteness carved out of granite.
Remember, the name of this fighter is Ryubar.
It wasn't easy, I thought I'd kill him.
You feel a pity in my heart, but I can't help it.
His power is too tricky. In the past, he relied on ancient relics, but later he relied on a complex environment, and once the venue was restricted, his already small combat effectiveness would be greatly reduced.
Forget it, when is it time to poison it.
Thinking of dark thoughts, You quietly stretched his muscles, if the comer was not good, he would definitely choose to escape.
"Something for you. Come over here. ”
The cold tone matched his tall stature, and there was an irresistible sense of coercion.
The place he took to swim was a lounge.
It was almost the size of a living room, but it was densely packed with seven huge things like cabinets. If you were an outsider, you'd think it was some kind of huge wardrobe or something.
And you won't admit it.
This is the rest room for slaves. These cabinets are their beds. This composite bed is divided into four levels, and three or four slaves are squeezed into each layer. For the first eight years of his life, Yuki Tatsumi slept here.
This honeyhive-like design maximizes the use of space. As for comfort, no one would find the environment comfortable unless someone had a brain pump.
It seems that because there is a match, there are no slave fighters left in the lounge now. The only place where you can stand on your feet, swimming and flowing face each other.
"The wound on your back. How did it come about. ”
The cold voice contained an eager mood, and You didn't understand it for a while.
"Which one?"
When he was still a slave fighter, he didn't miss a wound on his back.
"The only exception, the one who was scratched by the beast."
Liu's tongue was a little knotted, and it looked like he wasn't used to talking.
Beast of prey?
As soon as he said this, You Cai remembered that there was indeed such a thing.
Back then, You belonged to the "human fight" category among slave fighters, that is, the type of fighting with humans. Since there is "human fighting", there is naturally "beast fighting", that is, the type that specializes in fighting with beasts.
It's all about pleasing the audience.
Since You is fighting with people, the wounds on his body are naturally sword cuts, and there will be no traces of wild beasts.
"You said that...... Well, it's my badge. ”
That was when You was a child.
Beast fighting is always short of manpower.
For a very simple reason, humans are definitely weaker than beasts in terms of physical fitness. Unable to match, people gradually learned to make weapons and armor to arm themselves, but in Saiaru, naked and fighting wild beasts, the number of dead and wounded is always terrifying.
At one point, the beast fighting class was understaffed, but for the sake of profit, the "master" resolutely decided to hold a beast fight due to lack of manpower. As for the method of making up for the number of fighters, it is to bring in a group of fighters from the human fighting class.
The tour is inside.
It was the first time he had fought head-on with an unstoppable force.
With the sound of the starting pistol, the little children rushed to the enemy with the frolic of the spectators, a huge leopard-like beast.
And the wound on Yu's back was left when he was covering another companion at that time.
After listening to You's description, I silently shed tears.
"Sure enough...... It's you. ”
"Me?"
After a pause, he slowly described himself:
I've been a member of the beast fighting class since I was a child. Once, someone was fighting and got in. Everyone who didn't have a tacit understanding was in a mess, and at that time, the only thinking slave proposed to me to join forces.
I'm in charge of attracting the monster's attention, and he's in charge of taking the weapon from the surrounding corpses and killing the beast.
After that, due to a moment of negligence, I was overtaken by the beast. At this time, he quickly flashed in front of me, blocked the grab for me, and handed me the two-handed machete.
After that, although there were heavy casualties this time, I survived.
You frowned, this is simply a copy of his own story.
"Do you mean ......?"
"Swimming...... Long time no see......"
He hugged You hard, with great force, as if he wanted to rub You into his body. A sentence that I haven't seen for a long time, mediocre, and full of friendship that cannot be explained in a thousand words.
The slaves of Saialu, because there was no need to speak, their knowledge of speech was limited to being able to understand, and this word was already the most suitable word for his mood that Liu could find.
"Ah...... Long time no see. ”
No more pleasantries. This is not necessary. You and Ryu are in the same slave sword fighting group, but their fates are completely different.
You took away the captain's secret treasure and followed the new master for a long time, and Liu, probably always in place, waiting for a new order.
In fact, sometimes You also thinks that if he hadn't followed the blonde woman for so long, if he hadn't been brought to Liber by Silver, he was afraid that he would only have to become a slave fighter again.
After all, he will not do anything but take orders.
"I'll repay the favor."
Liu said flatly, but You understood that he just didn't understand how to express his feelings in words.
"Ah, I see. If I need it, leave your life to me. ”
If it was Lloyd, he would probably say that you are free, or that life should be unique to each person. But you definitely don't say that. For a slave who only understands the command to accept it, it is a command that makes them feel more pain than death. They are props, they are weapons, they are non-human, even non-life.
The existence of props and weapons has "meaning", and the chairs that cannot be sat on, the axes that cannot be chopped, etc., are all useless waste.
You can't so easily deprive Liu of his desire to repay his kindness, nor can he deprive him of his "use" as a weapon at will.
My moral outlook is distorted.
Once again, you confirm this.
"Yes. My life, please use it to your heart's content. ”
Stream lowered his head and said firmly.
"Really...... It reminds me of my days as a slave...... And also...... My mission......"
You Ru sighed.
I've been so happy lately, so happy that he's starting to forget his identity as a killer and slave.
If you think about it carefully, you and Lloyd are actually different beings in terms of species. Slaves and people are incomparable. This is the education that You received from an early age.
At Lloyd's age of babbling, You was learning how to use various weapons and how to put people to death.
Lloyd would grieve over the loss of his life, even if the person had nothing to do with him. You can kill anyone, whether it's an old man, a child, or a woman, without wavering.
I'm fundamentally different from him.
I don't want Lloyd to end up like me.
He firmly believed that justice would prevail, but I understood that only the victor is righteous.
In order to win, humanity should abandon all conscience and do whatever it takes, even if it is to get its hands dirty. After the victory, all this sordid will be forgotten and become an unmentioned existence in history.
The village of Hamel (home of Joshua and Levi the Sword Tyver) is a prime example of this.
But Lloyd was too kind. A man like him can't protect Crossbell. Therefore, there must be someone who is ruthless and can do anything to help him clear the obstacles.
That person is me......
Actually...... At this time, I once again confirmed my will.
You smiled a little lonely.
Sure enough, I am the one who should not exist in the world, and my meaning is to fight for the better survival of those who should exist in the world.
Lloyd, I'm running out of time.
But before I fall into hell, I'll help you bring the peace of Crossbell over.