Chapter 153 The End and The Beginning â¡?
Part 1
âUooooooooooooooooooooooh!! Donât underestimate me, Cry Andrichhhhhhhhhhh!!â (Arnold)
Far off in the distance. From Arnoldâs direction, a roaring sound was overlapping with his scream. Arnold and his companions from ãFallen Mistã were fighting against the Barrel Bandits Group who were raiding us.
He seemed to have lost his great sword, but apparently, when you are a Level 7, a lack of weapon isnât even a handicap.
Anthem is also a Level 7, but he can also fight with or without a weapon, so I guess that Level 7 are probably all like that.
However, why do I keep coming across situations like this when I am only here for a vacation. I could only *nikoniko* smilingly nod at the incomprehensible situation of having a siege in a luxury Ryokan.
I felt like everything I do was backfiring. Also, I donât care what you do, but please donât fight while shouting my name.
âCry-san, your tea is ready.â (Sytry)
âAaah⦠Thank youâ¦â¦â (Cry)
I breathed a sigh of relief when I saw that Sytry was still the same as usual, and sipped on my tea.
Tino was looking at me frighteningly, but I canât do anything about it as there is nothing I can help with even if she was anxious.
I have been through a lot of battlefields in my life, but never have I been able to do anything about it. I call that turning my back on reality.
If I hadnât just gotten out of the Onsen earlier, I would have entered into one right now.
âMaster~â¦â¦ Wellâ¦â¦ Are you sure I donât need to join the fight?â (Tino)
âUuunâ¦â¦ If you want to fight, you can go ahead and fight, you know?â (Cry)
â!?â (Tino)
What do you want me to do? I mean, look at me now. I donât have a weapon, do I? No matter how you look at it, I am not dressed to fight, right?
â¦â¦Well, the yukata that Tino wore was also not a dress made to fight though. However, Iâm much weaker with my usual outfit than Tino in her yukata.
Tino shuddered once and was silent for a while, but then said in a fading voice. Her eyes were moist.
ââ¦â¦â¦â¦ Y-yes, Master~. I want to fightâ¦â¦ Please.â (Tino)
âN-no, you donât need to force yourself.â (Cry)
ââ¦â¦â¦â¦â¦â¦ Let me fight, please.â (Tino)
It was like I was forcing you to say thisâ¦â¦
Tino has worked very hard. I think that she has done enough now that Arnold-san is here, no?
I know, we have Sytry with us, so why donât we ask Sytry to go? Sheâs an Alchemist, but she used to mix with Luke and the others and throw potions around on the front lines, so it is not like she canât fight.
I looked at Sytry and she smiled at me as if she understood my feelings.
She lifted up the âOver Greed (Evolving Devil Mask) â that was on the table and as if to push it to her, she gave it to Tino, who was looking up at me with puppy dog eyes.
âHere, Ti-chan. Cry-san is telling you to go get them.â (Sytry)
ââ¦â¦â¦â¦ Eh.â (Tino)
âCome on, put this on ââ You want to show him your good side, donât you? Fight!â (Sytry)
âEh? Ehâ¦â¦? Master~â¦â¦?â (Tino)
I always thought about it but, it wasnât me who said that, you understand right?
It was my fault to have Sytry as my spokeswoman, but I also think that it is strange that Tino recognized it as my words. If you donât like it, you can say no, you knowâ¦â¦
With a bitter smile, I took the mask from a shaking Tino.
And at the moment I felt the dampness of the mask on my hand ââ Tino, who was supposed to be right in front of me, suddenly disappeared.
There was no warning at all. My kouhai who had been looking at me with eyes that seemed to be clinging to me just a moment ago was nowhere to be seen. Sytryâs eyes too were wide open.
Hah? What? What happened?
In front of me who froze up in place, Sytry sighed a little and picked up something from the tatami mat and placed it on the palm of her hands.
With an unusually troubled expression on her face, she spoke to me as I didnât understand the situation at all.
âCry-san, it is terribleâ¦â¦â¦â¦ Lucia-chan is *kankan* very mad. Look at this, Ti-chan isâ¦â¦â (Sytry)
â!?â (Cry)
On the palm of Sytryâs hand, a small and cute black frog was *guruguru* spinning around in a rush while looking around.
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Confused by the sudden appearance of the gray unintelligible creature, Jeffroyâs brain completely froze at the appearance of that.
I donât understand the situation at all.
The wall created by the Relic was three meters high. However, the head of ãThatã was peeking out from the top of the wall.
Nearly twice as large as Jeffroy who is already over two-meter and blessed with a body you will rarely see even among Hunters, it was truly an inhuman body ââ A giant.
The dull-colored helmet tilted slightly and looked down at Jeffroy.
It is alive. No, is it a living being, or is it a Golem or something? I donât even know something that basic.
I picked up the axe I dropped on the ground with my trembling hands. Even a huge battle axe was like a stick compared to the giant.
âO?! Why is thatâ¦â¦ How? Why didnât you see that coming?â (Jeffroy Barrel)
âS-sorry, but something that huge, we should have seen it coming âââ (Subordinate 2)
Do we run away? Can we escape? Is it just for show? What does it want?
Various thoughts swirled through my mind.
Among Monsters, there are some extremely large species. Some of them are much larger than three meters, and I have even hunted some of them.
However, the presence that appeared in front of me was too different.
It is not a human. It is definitely not a human. No, this thing should not be a human.
The presence of Mana Material that you should sense from such a huge body was unbelievably thin. However, would such small details really be good news for Jeffroy?
TL notes:
Thanks for reading! Another huge thank you for Mahammad for his donation! Iâll do my best and post an extra chapter tomorrow!
What Jeffroy meant when he said that the mana material inside the giant was thin is that something over 4 meter should have much more than what he has right now.
Itâs something along the lines of âHe is strong but something over 4 meter should be even stronger than thatâ.
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Footnotes
Here Sytry said âFightoâ, she isnât ordering to fight but cheering her.