98. Life Transformation Plan・Old Driver

With short hair covered in filthy blood, his muscular physique contains the power of a transcendent human being in this world. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

In his right hand, he holds a large blade of steel that resembles a door panel, and in his left hand, he uses a mechanical prosthetic leg equipped with a cannon with the power of a sandblast.

The man standing in front of Sister Mogu, who emerged from the void, was a desperate swordsman who had been cursed and had to resist the pursuit of the "Apostles" - Guts.

In some kind of world-class care...... Ah, it should be said that under the curse, even if he was full of killing intent and malice towards the nun when they first met, he was not affected by the black line.

Although this is also due to the fact that [Sister Mogu] deliberately suppressed her own nature, I have to admit that the warrior in front of me definitely meets the requirements of [Sister Mogu].

Firm will, although somewhat sluggish, but very bright eyes.

The most important thing is that in this man's original fate, even if he meets the cruelest and most disgusting side of this world, he can unwillingly struggle towards an absolute fate.

This is simply wonderful, and the remaining Mogu have an extremely strong urge to discuss life with the man in front of them.

They feel that it is either the things that are not worth mentioning, or the things that are even less worth mentioning...... can find common ground with this poor man.

But before that, it is necessary for [Sister Mogu] to explain the reason for its appearance to Gus, otherwise he will probably continue to misunderstand like this.

"Hey, hey, calm down, warrior!" the nun gently pushed away the greatsword that was lying around her neck with her fingers as Gus looked at her in disbelief, "Although your blood brand has been calling you the police, unfortunately, I am not all the way with those low-means little ones. ”

Obviously the same monster of the Cthulhu Mythos, and those 'Hands of God' are still doing superfluous rituals all day long, what is that a picture? Real madness never needs to be understood, rituals are more for communication than for venting overflowing desires.

As long as you abandon your reason, you can go to real madness driven by vigorous desires.

Nun Mogu, who has a slight habit of cleanliness, looks down on the monsters of this world for making blood sacrifices at every turn, but she has a good impression of the warrior in front of her who is trying to reverse her fate with the power of mortals.

If such a person is truly in despair and madness...... What will it be like?

Ah, it's not good, it's not good, it's bad again if you're not careful......

[Nun Mushroom] tapped his head with his right hand, and at the same time used his left hand to block the giant sword that Gus slashed at one by one, and in Gus's increasingly solemn gaze, the blade of the giant sword made a deafening roar of steel every time it touched the small hand.

“......”

As if realizing that the nun in front of him had no idea of fighting, Gus also gave up that meaningless behavior, but instead of letting his guard down, he jumped far back, holding a giant sword and looking at the slender silver-haired nun in front of him.

The nun's hair color and forbidden charm always reminded him of Griffith...... It made him feel extremely bad.

"Hey, big brother, have you calmed down?" the nun vividly reached out and drew a reverse cross on the placket of her chest, "Before we start to introduce ourselves, let's spit on the lowly gods of this world, shall we?"

"It's a nun, but she says something like that. Gus said in a hoarse voice, "Unfortunately, I'm not very interested in that kind of boring thing. ”

"And what are you interested in?" the nun smirked, "Do you have a relationship with your big brother Griffith?"

“...... Do you know where he is?"

"Hey, don't do that, I'm just kidding you. The nun saw Gus dragging the greatsword again and hurriedly said, "I don't know where Griffith is at the moment. ”

"Then what's the point of you appearing in front of me?" Gus sneered, "Since you're not an apostle and you're not aggressive, then there's no need for me to clash with you, so hurry up and get out of my sight!"

As he spoke, he changed direction and was about to step away.

"Wait! I've come to you for something else!" the nun hurriedly chased after her: "Let's be honest, I'm here to help me take care of a group of little ones." ”

"Help you take care of the children?" Gus scoffed, "Your children are monsters, aren't they?" ”

"No, no, no, it's not a monster, it's a few human beings, all of them are seventeen or eighteen-year-old teenagers and girls......" The nun showed a compassionate expression: "I see that they are in the original world, no...... It was too miserable, so it ...... I just want them to come and learn from you, and I want you to pass on some life experience to them as a senior. ”

"I'm not interested in raising children, especially the aristocracy. Gus seemed to think of something when he said this, he looked at the giant sword in his hand, and his face twitched: "...... Anyway, I don't want to deal with you, if you don't want to go to war, then hurry away!

You have to find the runaway Kasgaard quickly, and in that state, no matter who else finds her, it's not a good development.

Although the brand has been frantically warning, this nun is obviously not the same as the Hand of God, and there is not the slightest breath of the overlord's egg on her body.

It's better to pretend that you didn't see it, and now you don't have much time to rub around here.

Gus glanced back at the nun who was standing and thinking, and with his backhand, he hung the greatsword back on the magnet sheath on his back and walked forward.

"But I'll give you a good reward...... '' the nun's voice sounded faintly in his ears, "I'll see what is good......?" How about curing Casgard's mental illness?"

“......！？”

Whew!――――― dang!!――――――

The whizzing greatsword was once again blocked by the nun with one finger, and the vibrating blade kept humming.

"Do you think I'm joking with you?" the nun said with a sad expression: "I can't help it, it looks like I'm this kind of untrusted woman......"

“...... That's not something to joke about. ”

Gus grabbed the nun by the collar and lifted the petite her, then stared at the nun with his remaining left eye.

"Of course, the question of the soul of an ordinary woman is not too difficult for me. The nun didn't care about Gus's disrespectful behavior, she seemed to be selling insurance and babbled to the tall man in front of her: "As long as you are willing to agree to my request and sign a temporary contract with me, when you leave this world to fulfill my commission, time in this world will cease and will not continue to flow until you return." So you don't have to worry about the trip being delayed. ”

"Time...... Stop ......?" Gus was a little confused: "What kind of exaggeration are you talking about!?"

"Well......" the nun looked like she was at a loss, "Is that good? I'll give you some interest on the overdraft first?"

As soon as the words fell, Gus felt a sudden sharp pain in the junction between his right eye and the prosthetic leg of his left hand, but the pain was only a few seconds, accompanied by the sound of flesh and blood squeezing steel, the prosthetic limb was squeezed out by the newborn left hand, and Gus also felt the light appear in his right eye, which had been bathed in darkness for a long time.

My right eye and left hand have recovered!?

Gus stroked his right eye in disbelief, and the new right eye gave him a full view again, which made him feel a little uncomfortable as he was used to the vision of his left eye.

There are no side effects, and there are no monsters in the muscles......

Even the newborn organs were completely adapted to their own bodies, not to mention the eyes, the newborn left hand quickly reached a tacit understanding with the right hand, and even slightly higher in muscle strength than the right hand that had been holding the sword for a long time.

"This ...... What exactly is ......?"

Gus looked at the nun in disbelief.

"Doesn't it feel good?" said the nun, disapprovingly, "How's it going?"

As she spoke, she pulled a piece of parchment from the fullness of her chest and handed it to Gus.

“......”

Gus took a deep breath.