
“Roaaaaarrrrr!!!” yell that bear.
Red like sharp thorns, the fur of the giant bear stood up and roared violently. With a size of over five meters and claws sharper than any dagger, the bear monster had become a nightmare on the plains of Siphon Dragonica, two months' land journey from Kinje. The Bloodclaw Bear, an Anima born from the vengeance of the forest that was cut down by both mankind and Daemons.
And now the monster is present before me, in the form of a corpse doll controlled by a Witch rather, a Necromancer.
The wound from the finger bite on my finger had not fully healed, a sign of my regenerative abilities being suppressed after using Judas Anguish. My blood-manipulation ability, Sanguis Pandaemonium, is unstable. My body strength is only 30% of its original capacity. If one of the bear's claws hits my body, I'll most likely die.
Hahahaha, if I were Eclair, the genius who mastered the three elements of magic, I would be able to survive easily. But damn it, I have no talent at all in the world of magic. Illusions are useless on things that have no mind.
“Only, this is not the first time I have faced death,” my murmur rang my finger.
My eyes also saw the rifle Roger left behind. But he was right next to the bear. Swallowing my saliva, I took a swing and darted closer to the bear. Almost avoiding the Bear's claw, I slid under his body and took the rifle. Without waiting for long, I jumped tree by tree away from the raging Bear, razing tree by tree after tree after me.
Hiii! So horrified! Wonder me, if one Anima is this strong.. How did the kinje knight manage to crush Anima from its plains?
DARRE!! DARRE!!
Shot after shot I released while jumping from tree to other. But I laughed bitterly, it seemed like the shot was futile. The bear was still ferociously chasing me with its roar that made my feathers stand up.
In that case, how do we defeat him with a bit of magic alchemy?
I took out some vials from my spatial ring, breaking them quickly. The blue one I scattered all over my body, the red one with a goopoh I spilled the mouth of my magic rifle. My eyes waited for the Bear to come near me and attack me with its deadly claws.
“Graaarrrrr!!” the bear shouted as it jumped to catch me on the tree. But without her thinking, I approached her. Avoiding the deadly embrace of the bear's paws, I spread Aether powder around us and then like a tenacious dancer, I dodged every bear attack and thrust the rifle bayonet into his chest.
“Goodbye Teddy bear,” said I pulled the trigger and kicked the bear, throwing myself away from him and the rifle. And not a second later…
DUAARR!!!
A huge explosion emerged from the Bear's body. The lake of fire licked all the dry leaves and chains, creating a hell that burned the forest. No exception for me, who was fortunately protected by the blue liquid that soaked my body. Mermaid Tear, the name of the liquid. A magic compound that I use to smear every piece of my chemical equipment and make it fire and heat resistant.
The magic compound responsible for creating this hell is the Dragon Spit. A compound made from the vocal cords of dragon monsters that I discovered while traveling in Heimskarr. Its explosive potential that exceeds that of gunpowder makes it a fantastic bomb-making material. Combined with the Aether that I spread around us, a chain of reactions ensued creating a very powerful explosion.
ZUUSSHH!
Fortunately, my body hit a deep lake. The entire inertia was submerged by the abundant water, reducing the damage I might receive in my body. If I had just hit a rock or something like that, my bones would have broken!
Swim to the edge, I also sat while adjusting my breath. I saw the mess I had done and laughed sillyly, “Gosh, what would people say if they knew a Crown Princess was burning down a forest?”
My right knee was so painful that it was hard for me to stand. My knee and lower right leg, felt a crete there. K-Kukh! Not only on my feet, but also some ribs that make it hard to breathe. All that was broken and is now healing. I also lay on the edge of the lake and saw the cloudy sky covering the sun, along with the steaming dance of smoke.
“It turns out that killing a Noctis is difficult as well yes,” sounds a very familiar woman's voice, “I have suspected that such necromancy magic will not be enough to defeat a Genius Princess like you, Princess Mentari,” he continued.
I sat down and held my aching rib, looking at the source of the voice. Her hair was very brown, tied to a ponytail. Like a fire burning through the forest, his orange eyes glared at me sharply. Its long ears and bushy tail are adorable, showing its race as a Weasel Daemon. Although two years have passed, I have never forgotten that woman.
Qrista Oedellia, the Red Witch.
Qrista lit her cigarette and spouted smoke into the sky, “You don't look surprised to see me. I guess, you've done an investigation about me and ‘a little tragedy’ that I did at the First Snow Festival two months ago?” said the witch.
Tragedy…?
“When the figure named ‘Daemon Moon’ it does not interfere, many ‘pro ami’ officials will die by a very unfortunate accident. The maneuver will be very clean, for a scapegoat has been prepared to bear all the wrath of the masses. Lumina Aivelstadt, the babu from the Noctis family who was planning to rebel,” explained Qrista who then walked to my side and saw the burning forest,
“Tch, you already understand, who benefits the most by continuing this wartime? Then why did you hide that Moon Daemon from us for these two months? Answer me, Mentari.”
Black Company's? Wasn't that the name of the hoax organization that ran the underground black trade? Why..the organization wants the war to continue? Wait a minute from the beginning, what does Crown Princess Kinje have to do with that organization?
“A-I have no obligation to answer,” I said that I gave a gun at my head.
“You must know who paid me to hurt you. This is a lesson for you, Mentari. don't get in the way of Black Company, if you don't want to end up like your sister, Princess Moon.”
Wait a minute, I might be wrong. But from Qrista's words, didn't that mean two years ago, he set me up anyway? In other words, the Black Company where I sold Mutterbeweisen was the organization that tried to kill me first?
The power that made the Black Company could threaten even a Crown Princess. Is it possible that the person who paid Qrista is. Only a monster would do that.
Even so, my heart wants to know. Truth is as bitter as anything.
I stood up and challenged the tall woman, “I am Crown Princess Kinje, a genius who can change this. Of course I'm worth more alive than dead to Mutter.”
Qrista gave a funny grunt and turned her gun, put it back in her pocket.she then smoked her cigarette deliciously and exhaled a long puff of smoke, poking it back in her pocket,
“Absolutely. You're smarter than your stupid brother. But luckily he was stupid enough to give us a reason to kill him. Funny, to save someone he did not know, he could hurt someone else?
The son of the devil is still the devil. Crazy as his real mother. Fortunately the two demons were now dead.”
…!
… Haha.
So, from the beginning I was lied to. Professor Oe and Qrista's request is just a rotten opera to set me up. The help Mutter gave me that night was not the affection I had wanted, but a pretense of cynical intent to kill me.
Mutterbeweisen, the drug I offered Mutter, was the reason for killing me.
… So, why am I doing all this?
Why would I go to great lengths to heal and save many people.for one who has looked upon me as a Devil?
… Why do I believe in the hope that the day will come, the Witch will give me the same affectionate deed, as she loved Eclair?
… What does this life mean?
Do I just live to die and be forgotten?
“Don't love, don't believe and lastly don't forget who you really are,” my murmur trying to reach the sky in the sky, but no matter how much I want to reach it my hand won't be able to hold it.
The roots of darkness sprouted from my chest, creeping after every curve of my body. Realizing something was amiss, Qrista immediately jumped away. He pulled out his magic wand and looked at me fiercely.
I stood up, united with the darkness of my shadow. Black roses bloomed from every twig that wrapped around my body, showing red eyes that glared at Qrista. My heart was racing as a figure of darkness hugged me from behind.
“Truely... Meine Dotter... release me... then your dream will come true!”.
And when Qrista saw the face of that shadowy figure, pale his face.
“You... not Princess Mentari...!” said clear.
Before the witch could do anything, I had hit her head on the ground. Scattered the darkness into his head, burning all his memories and writing them down with new ones. And along with all the good memories he had and destroyed, so the woman cried trying to reach my neck, rejecting my body.
“... I am no one, but your death,” I said that captured all the memory and consciousness of that woman. My fangs were getting sharper, my third and fourth eyes were opened to see the pulse on Qrista's neck that was so tempting. I also grabbed Qrista—'s hand
And instant.
When I woke up, I was standing in a pool of blood. It was still fresh in my mouth, a fishy iron taste that stimulated my body. I licked my whole finger, clearing all the blood spots there.
From the bitter beginning, slowly to sweet.