Chapter Twenty-Four: The Fourth True Ancestor of the Resurrection

"Hmm...... I guess I am very well trained to deal with emergencies. ”

Aimed at the Oistaha who had come down from the passage and began to fire a volley.

These are all mana bullets used against demons, and if you eat these, even if Oistaha is wearing an armored enhanced suit, he will not be able to stay unharmed. He hid in the corner of the wall to avoid the direct hit, and at the same time commented in a calm tone,

"But, it's useless. Annihilate them, Astarout"

"Take the order, do it, 'Rose's fingertips'"

The humanoid curly beast that shone with a rainbow light struck the mobile team members who were constantly shooting.

That's a completely unimaginable agility from its appearance. Then the Roll Beast swept through them with its overwhelming force, and the barrier protecting the mobile team members was shattered like weak glass, and they were knocked away without suspense.

Having judged that the normal mana bullet was completely ineffective, the attackers fired their ballistas at Astaroth. It was originally a siege weapon for striking small javelins, but by storing mana on the tip of the spear, it could be a powerful weapon against demons. Due to its ability to deal lethal damage with a single hit against werewolves and vampires, its use is even restricted by treaties. The javelin, which shone with a dim light, struck the humanoid curly beast at a speed comparable to that of a bullet.

However, it simply bounced off like a raindrop.

At that unbelievable sight, the attackers stopped in amazement.

Only Oistaha smiled steadily.

As a collection of mana, the Scroll Beast will not be harmed if it does not touch each other with more powerful mana.

However, Rose's fingertips are now able to nullify all attacks with magical power and reflect them back.

No one else could stop the curling beast - and its host, Astarut. This is true even with True Ancestor's Scroll Beast.

Although the attackers continued to resist, they had no chance of winning with their strongest weapons neutralized. The Rolling Beasts of Astarut annihilated them all with their overwhelming strength.

That scene can't even be called a battle, it's simply a one-sided ravage.

"Well, that's a pretty good judgment."

Presumably realizing that it was Oisaha who commanded Astat, several of the surviving demon attackers launched a direct attack on Oistah.

"But a slow move like this won't defeat me. Compared to that sword witch girl, you guys are like child's play. ”

Oistaha smiled and began to meet them.

Using the enhanced arm strength of the armor reinforcement suit, he wielded the all-metal half-moon axe and swept it towards the demon attackers of the garrison. He was also a magician who was named after the Teacher in Lotharingia. Its strength is much higher than that of the average national demon attacker.

"--Is that mostly settled?"

Looking back at the posture of the completely destroyed garrison, Oistaha said coldly.

Under the indiscriminate firing of bullets and the traces of destruction of the Rolling Beast, the floor that had become a battlefield was now a miserable scene like ruins. More than sixty elite troops, all of whom were seriously wounded and fell to the ground. There were no more people here except for the two intruders.

No-

A little further from the battlefield, a young girl stood.

She wasn't armed. All she had with her was a small laptop. Neither the posture of a trained person would pose, nor did he feel her magic. It's not a combatant, it's not a demon, it's just an ordinary human who just happened to come to see the condition of the passage and then encounter a battle like this-that's the atmosphere.

Looking at the figure of the frightened girl, Oistaha looked serious in surprise.

Because the uniform she was wearing was too similar to the costume worn by the sword witch of the Lion King Machine.

It's not very likely that she'll be her companion, but it's better to incapacitate her just in case-

Thinking so, Oistaha shook his head.

There was no need for that, and even if the sword witch chased him back, it would no longer be any obstacle for Oistaha and them.

And there's no point in taking that girl's life here.

Leave it alone, she will die sooner or later, not only her, but all the inhabitants of this island will have the same fate.

That's right, the land of broken promises, created by sinners, is about to sink to the bottom of the sea.

……

Xiao Gucheng opened his eyes in the dim twilight.

There was a faint surging sound. It's a sight I've never seen before, but it looks like it's a park by the sea.

Probably because of lying on the asphalt, there was a cold touch on the open arm, but the feeling of sleeping was not so bad, and the comfort and warmth came from the cheeks.

"Senior...... Can you almost get up? ”

Inadvertently, a voice sounded over the head of the ancient city, and it was the voice of Yukina who seemed to be making a fuss for some reason.

"Sorry...... Give me another five minutes. ”

Feeling like a dream, the ancient city bluntly spoke his desires. Because I feel that it is a shame to leave this soft and warm touch, but...

"Really." A faint sigh sounded overhead, and then the ancient city's face was pulled up.

"Please don't get too carried away, now is not the time to do such a thing."

It hurts so much that the ancient city can't help but open his eyes, and then he realizes the existence of the girl who is looking down on him at an unexpected close distance.

"Snow, Yukina?"

"Are you finally awake, senior? It's so worrying that you're still... Your shelves are really high. ”

Yukina sarcastically said in an unprecedentedly unseen tone.

The corners of her eyes were red and swollen as if she had been crying.

Seeing her expression, the ancient city remembered what had happened. At the ancient city, the research institute of the pharmaceutical company, they were confronted by Oistaha and his party, and then in order to protect Yukina, the ancient city received a battle axe blow.

It was a blow that tore the heart and shattered the body.

Even as a vampire, it's not an injury that can survive.

"Really...... I've died once. ”

"Yes."

As if recalling that time, Yukina pursed her lips, and then an expression appeared like she was about to cry.

"After the senior died, he recovered from his injuries after a while...... The blood that splashed back was also reversed like a time regression, and then it ......"

"And then, just fell asleep, didn't you?"

Gucheng asked, leaning over his left shoulder. The shoulder that was originally cut in two by the half-moon axe is now not scarred at all, and the body that has become fragmented is also well connected as it is.

Although the uniform is still in a tattered state, as long as it can tolerate a little chaotic appearance, even this state does not mean that it cannot be worn.

Then, Yukina stared at the ancient castle as if he was checking the recovery from his injuries.

"Since you can come back to life, please tell me from the beginning that you can be resurrected and die, okay? Do you know how worried I am about you......! ”

Yukina said, knocking on the ancient city.

Gucheng almost retorted, "It's too hard," before he realized that he was asleep on her laplow. Yukina probably waited for him until the old city woke up.

Looking up at Yukina with tears on her face, the ancient city sighed with a sigh.

"I'm sorry to worry you. But I didn't know it at first, but that's what Agulola was talking about. ”

"Agulola? What did the Fourth True Ancestor of the previous generation say ......? ”

Looking at the ancient city that was slowly getting up, Yukina blinked.

"Hmm...... She said that the ability to be immortal to the True Ancestor was not a power, but a curse. ”

"Cursed?"

"True Ancestors cannot obtain death. Whether the heart is pierced or the head is broken, they will continue to live. I was also puzzled when she said this at the time, but now I finally feel a little understood. Even if you want to die, you can't die, so you can live alone for hundreds or even thousands of years...... It's really nothing other than a curse. ”

Yukina silently looked at the ancient city that was sighing and murmuring.

Although they are known as immortal, vampires are not completely immortal. In particular, the brain, which controls the magic, and the heart, which controls blood circulation, are fatal weaknesses.

If these weaknesses are deeply hurt, even the "old generation" will die.

However, the ** of the ancient city as the fourth true ancestor is different.

Even the completely destroyed heart was perfectly restored, and most of the blood that flowed out was reversed. If you exaggerate it a little more, you might be like the legendary vampire, and you can be resurrected even if you turn to ashes.

"Even so, why protect me!? I don't know if it's a curse or what, but there's no guarantee that it will be resurrected! What are you going to do if you really don't get back to life!? ”

Yukina asked about the ancient city as if she was really angry.

"That's true, but it's great."

"What's great!?"

"No, because Yukina you're fine, aren't you?"

Yukina had a strange expression on the words that the ancient city said indifferently, it was a broken puppet-like expression that was bitter because she couldn't cry or laugh.

"Talent...... It's not good. ”

Yukina's lips weave a voice without any emotion. The ancient city tilted his head slightly in confusion.

"Huh?"

"It would have been better if my senior hadn't protected me at the time. Have you forgotten already? I'm here to kill my seniors. ”

Yukina muttered with a blank expression that had lost her feelings.

What are you talking about, the ancient city frowned as if he wanted to say it.

The atmosphere of Yukina now overlaps with the figure of the girl called Astarout, the girl who is bound by the order of the Creator, a sad artificial lifeform.

"What the teacher said is true. I'm just a one-off prop. Although I was aware of it a long time ago, I just refused to admit it. I was sold by my own parents for money, and then I was raised only to be used as a tool to fight the demons...... So, even if I die, no one will grieve for me. However, seniors are different from me, aren't they......! ”

"Yukina ......"

Yukina, who lowered her head, carried her back to the ancient city as if she wanted to hold back her tears.

At this time, the ancient city thoroughly understood. In the battle with Oistaha, Yukina shakes the grounds. (Markne)