For You This World I'll Destroy

Rigor Mortis (3)

The sunsets have sunk together with the sea of laborers back to their warm nests like waves. Adrift in the crowd was me, hugging tightly into my leather jacket hoping to ward off the cold of autumn. But the direction of my footsteps against the current, went towards my favorite place in Pei Jin.

Hidden among the colorful lights of the district, in a quiet alley you can find an antique magic door. When you knock on the handle like the mouth of a lion three times, then the door will open, bringing you into a silent tavern with an ancient feel full of nostalgia. Not just anyone can find a tavern... Only a lost soul can come there, leaving a fragment of his soul as payment.

The Promise of the Heart Drinking Store.

"Oh, I don't usually see you here" said Quina who had been sitting at the table with the faceless high-street entertainer. Coincidentally the night was young and we were the first visitors to the bar.

"Who is more surprised than me? Seeing a newly married bride, spending her night drinking alone?" my reply was to take a seat beside him and order a glass of milk to the Bartender.

Quina chuckled and mocked me, "Heh, you came here just to drink milk? God, your nature never really changed, Clair. Well, I'm no less than you, too," he said, stroking his mocktail glass quietly, "Today is the day of Papa's death. I don't want my husband to see my grieving self, so I fled to this place. ... Despite being three heads, this coward has never changed huh?"

Sighing softly I patted my best friend's shoulder slowly, "Well if you're upset like that, why don't you order a Humming Angel?"

"... My life is like a dream now. I don't need that kind of false illusion anymore in my life" said Quina who sipped her drink a little. Strange, usually a drinking business, Quina is the master but tonight.

"Yeah? Though just a moment ago, you were drunk all out because of being bullied by your senior doctor... Uh, if you're not mistaken, you're told to keep 247, you're playing golf, right?"

A funny grunt, Quina pinched my nose and said, "Basic! You should encourage your best friend, cake. Even the bleak times... Haaaahhh! I remember meeting that fucking senior today. When we were busy, he even played golf again in his maid room. At best again, our salary was flattened again, haah."

Laughing only, I asked, "Work all day, pressured by a superior unpaid boss, allowances from the careless government at the end of the year. You regret being a doctor, Quin?"

Quina was silent for a moment. His eyes showed regret and doubt but his mouth smiled bluntly, "In the near future the Nyght Plague will spread in this city as well. And of course, if the health system collapses, then what will happen to the citizens of Pei Jin?"

"So you decided to sacrifice and kill yourself, moving the wheels of a machine that only made those above you richer? Is it really altruism or is it just geosia to satisfy? I don't understand" I said as I received my favorite big glass of milk.

"The world seems to have turned you into a pessimist huh, Clair," said Quina who looked at me worriedly, "I've heard of it, about the first victim of the Nyght Plague in the Nameless District. What did you say to the lumina, so she's a piece of charcoal?"

Recalling myself to Lumina's shaken face after hearing my words. He was unable to say anything, his entire spirit disappeared. The blazing flames in his eyes had been replaced by a void of despair. In the end he just fell silent fixated on staring at a patient he killed with his own hands.

"Where do you think we can sin for our loved ones?" my many.

Quina snorted the circus, "You and your cynical parable again. Where is the sweet little Clairysviel and looking at the world full of light first?" he then tapped on the table and continued, "It's too simple for me to say, love won't hurt. Because the feeling is so complex to sum up in one word. If love is used as a justification for the evil you do, it means you're a very stupid person, Clair."

"Aren't we growing up, that is, we are also getting stupid to see solutions that were once so simple?" my answer.

Quina snorted amusedly, as usual she flicked my forehead. But now with a sincere look, my friend asked me, "... Hey, Clair. May I ask your opinion, as a Noctis? Has the ink of the fate of the world reached the thin end?"

"Yes. The world is dying" I continued, remembering the Barley I gave Quina. Is it possible.the other reason he's here is for.

"Then is it a sin to give birth to a child when the future is so bleak for her?" ask Quina.

Congratulations I cannot say. Because it is true he said, the story for this world has a dead end. Between Goddess Nyghtingale embracing an entire life or Mutter Yggdrasil swallowing the world in her arms, both choices are equally bad. In anyone's point of view, it is selfish to give birth to an innocent and innocent soul into this rotten world. But my little heart thrashed, wanting it to be wrong. Although my brain was full of pessimism, the spirit Lumina had shown me wanted to make me believe in her again.

That love enriches and fosters life.

"If you have time to think like that, would you rather use that time for something more productive?" tanyaku blinked his eyes and pointed at Quina's chest, "As long as that heart is still beating, as long as that anyway, you have a choice, Quin. For good or for others."

Quina's eyes widened and immediately glazed over, smiling full should she wipe away her tears. Seeing Quina shed tears reminded me of the time she helped me get away from Junon. The tears of this woman are very rare and precious, because Quina only falls for people who really mean anything to Quina.

"... If there's any hope for the world, I'll try to reach for it, Clair. In order to make a better world for the sake of this child, I will not run away," said Quina who bounced her intention, "You are, if it is too cynical like that, who is the man who will approach you, huh uh?" he patted his back hard.

I almost spewed milk in my mouth, but I held back and immediately replied, "Y-Yes sorry!" I elegantly tried to improve my posture and took Quina's hand. I looked into his eyes with a smile,

"Congratulations, Quina," I said, finally speaking those words.

Those words are not as shallow as you think. He's not a baseless congratulation. Because the truth that I maintain about the Nyght Plague has actually reached ******** finally.

The Nyght outbreak was probably an attempt by the Black Company to create a disease that made one's Mana too abundant. However, the side effect of the disease is a syndrome that will destroy their bodies. Either way their destination, but now all that remains is the fingers of the Goddess of Death who has swallowed half the world.

However, the key to obliterating the mortal goddess's finger niche is now complete. The lifebane created by Lumina really works to destroy the bad bacteria. However, he forgot the last component in his medicine. A substance that can prevent a witch from using magic forever, which I expect works on bacteria that always cast Heat Wave magic and destroy the body from within.

Magebane Mushroom.

However, if the two drugs were made into one, no one at this time would be able to distinguish the microscopic fungus. Until a dilemma arises, are humans and Daemons ready to be unable to use magic again throughout their lives? ... What would happen to Lumina, if people knew that she had robbed the world of magic power? That thought messed with my heart so much, making me so doubtful.

In the end, I didn't mix Magebane in Verrel's medicine. In other words, the one who killed that innocent child was me. The Moon Daemon.

Looking at the reflection of my demonic eye in Quina's eyes, I said to her, "... I will also strive to bring about the happiest ending to this discordant story."

Suddenly, the door of the tavern opened. A breath of breath approached me quickly, as a man then took my hand with his panicked eyes. Arthur, the man who came to us both said to me,

"Sister, L-Lumina was arrested by Hwarang police!"