Volume 1: Chapter 142: Healing in Progress

　　The blade pierced the body of the White-Horned Sarkaz.

　　Another white-horned Sarkaz looked at him.

　　“…”

　　Qui'saršinnag looked at her sword that had pierced the opponent's heart.

　　How could it be so easy?

　　How could it be so easy?

　　Qui'sartuštaj, why did he choose to give up resistance?

　　What do his words mean?

　　Let the blood merge into one...

　　"The conditions for the ceremony have been met..."

　　Qui'sartuštaj's voice gradually faded away.

　　The divine light in his eyes gradually disappeared.

　　The body of the leader of the Confessarii fell.

　　“…”

　　Qui'saršinnag drew her sword.

　　She was a little confused.

　　Is it that simple?

　　The filthy man has indeed lost any voice.

　　He is dead.

　　Just died like that.

　　The girl turned her head.

　　Then--

　　She fell to her knees.

　　"Ugh!"

　　The pain came from the head.

　　Qui'saršinnag lost her consciousness.

　　When he opened his eyes again, he found himself in a space filled with debris.

　　"Qui'saršinnag."

　　A voice came.

　　Opposite her was the monster.

　　"You!"

　　The girl glared at him.

　　This guy... wants to take over her body?

　　It was as if he had taken over his brother's body?

　　"The union of you and me should have created the most ethereal bloodline the Confessarii has seen in hundreds of years."

　　Qui'sartuštaj did not expect that the ceremony would be completed so easily without any obstruction.

　　But it was also expected.

　　Because the secret skills of the Confessarii are unknown to outsiders.

　　Even the Demon King would never know how to stop the secret technique from being activated.

　　"But you are tainted, Qui'saršinnag."

　　Qui'sartuštaj looked at the debris around him—

　　This is a fragment of memory belonging to Qui'saršinnag.

　　"Shut up, monster."

　　The girl wanted to try to draw the sword.

　　However, her hand touched nothing.

　　This is obviously not the real world.

　　More like the world of consciousness.

　　"If I'm a monster... then what's that thing following you?"

　　Qui'sartuštaj asked rhetorically.

　　He casually summoned a fragment of memory.

　　The leader of the Confessarii, who has extensive experience in reincarnation and possession of other bodies, knows how to play with consciousness.

　　Now that he has invaded here, the final outcome of the ceremony has been determined.

　　So Qui'sartuštaj didn't mind chatting with Qui'saršinnag -

　　Reducing the other party's resistance can help him achieve his goals more smoothly.

　　“…”

　　In that fragment of memory, the little child snuggled up to the Confessarii girl and fell asleep peacefully.

　　That was after the final battle.

　　Theresa was in charge of cleaning up the battlefield, Skadi was communicating with Kal'tsit, and W was counting his own mercenary team.

　　Only Qui'saršinnag had nothing else to do, so the task of taking care of Zerg was given to her.

　　That feeling of being held close to someone——

　　This was something the Confessarii girl had never experienced before.

　　Not even Liz had done that.

　　"Look, that monster next to you."

　　Qui'sartuštaj saw an indescribable monster approaching the girl.

　　The scene was horrifying.

　　The girl who was approached seemed unaware.

　　"Zerg is not a monster like you, Qui'sartuštaj."

　　Qui'saršinnag retorted coldly.

　　"Don't you think that person next to you is a monster?"

　　The leader of the Confessarii asked back.

　　That completely unclear appearance is the most intuitive description of the monster.

　　If this isn't a monster, then what else deserves the word monster?

　　When he first saw the child, Qui'sartuštaj didn't care.

　　However, after the battle began——

　　The leader of the Confessarii caught a glimpse of the child who had turned into an indescribable being.

　　And that bug actually obeyed the monster's orders.

　　This is no longer something that can be explained by simple Originium techniques.

　　Qui'sartuštaj did not detect any fluctuations in Originium skills.

　　Then the answer may be obvious -

　　Qui'saršinnag has found the master of the bugs.

　　And this is what Qui'sartuštaj wants to seize power from in the future.

　　"Monster?"

　　How could Zerg be a monster?

　　Qui'saršinnag didn't believe the words of the filthy man opposite her at all.

　　This space should have been her consciousness space, but at this moment——

　　As the master, the Confessarii girl has no control at all.

　　Qui'sartuštaj entered her consciousness space by unknown means and gained control of her consciousness space.

　　This is a very bad situation.

　　The other party's intentions are obvious.

　　As has been seen in the past, new bloodlines of Confessarii will be born, and the Filthy will continue to exist upon the world.

　　She will have all her vitality taken away and die.

　　This may have been the cause of my mother's death.

　　How to break the deadlock?

　　All kinds of thoughts were running through the girl's mind.

　　"…It seems that the master of the insects has some special abilities. The abilities of the evil spirits have indeed been absorbed by those insects."

　　Qui'sartuštaj deduced something.

　　The scenery that Qui'saršinnag saw was different from what he saw.

　　That's why she didn't think the other person was a monster.

　　Tsk.

　　Between the two Confessarii—

　　An indescribable monster image appeared.

　　I can clearly see it, but I still can't describe what it looks like.

　　This is the image of the monster that Qui'sartuštaj sketched out with his secret arts.

　　Qui'saršinnag is full of resistance to him, which will slow down the ceremony.

　　That won't work.

　　There are other people outside.

　　Salus and the Confessarii's guards were no match for the two Shapeshifters.

　　Not to mention the existence of that monster.

　　We must break down Qui'saršinnag's psychological defenses as soon as possible.

　　"This is the true face of the little child beside you, Qui'saršinnag."

　　Said Qui'sartuštaj.

　　“…”

　　The Confessarii girl saw it.

　　It is an indescribable existence.

　　Only the red cross pupil is clearly visible.

　　But soon—

　　The image of the monster in her eyes changed into a familiar one.

　　That is a cute little child.

　　This scene seemed to reveal something.

　　Qui'saršinnag remained silent.

　　"It looks like you did see it this time, Qui'saršinnag."

　　Qui'sartuštaj looked at the silent girl.

　　She didn't refute.

　　This reaction obviously meant that his plan was successful.

　　The little child who was traveling with him turned out to be such a terrifying monster.

　　What would she think?

　　“…”

　　A sword appeared in the girl's hand.

　　She placed her hand on the hilt of the sword.

　　"Zerg is the god who saved me."

　　Even though his true appearance might indeed be like the monster drawn by Qui'sartuštaj, but -

　　What does that matter?

　　Qui'saršinnag didn't care.

　　Zerg possesses a variety of special abilities, and his inhuman identity has long been confirmed.

　　Just as Demon Lord Theresa thought—

　　Just because the behemoth walks on the earth in human form doesn’t mean that human form is his true form.

　　But she and Zerg have been through a lot together, and that is a fact that cannot be erased.

　　Without Zerg,

　　How could he possibly have the chance to face that filthy Qui'sartuštaj?

　　Perhaps her every move was calculated by the guy opposite.

　　“…”

　　Something unexpected happened.

　　Qui'sartuštaj fell into silence.

　　Why can Qui'saršinnag transform into a long sword?

　　This means that she has regained control of part of her consciousness space.

　　The leader of the Confessarii indeed felt that his control over this space of consciousness had been weakened.

　　It was as if a terrifying existence cast an unintentional glance at her, allowing Qui'saršinnag to regain a little control.

　　“…”

　　A terrifying existence.

　　Would even just sketching his image attract his attention?

　　It is similar to the strange abilities possessed by the evil demons in the snow realm.

　　But the power of the evil spirit is definitely not that strong.

　　"Qui'sartuštaj."

　　The long sword slowly came out of its sheath.

　　Dawn and dusk slowly occupied a small area of this space.

　　The girl's eyes were firm.

　　Her gods were watching her.

　　That's why I can achieve this.

　　As the thoughts about Zerg in my heart became stronger and more obvious——

　　This sense of being watched is becoming more and more obvious.

　　All she had to do was think about him and Zerg could help her.

　　This is her god.

　　Even though he had committed such an offensive act in the underground insect nest, Zerg didn't care.

　　Instead, he held her in his arms, worried about her physical condition.

　　So what if I have the appearance of a monster?

　　It's much better than the guy in front of you who has a human appearance but is filthy and disgusting inside.

　　"Let's put an end to this. The filthy bloodline of the Confessarii will be cut off today."

　　The sword is fully unsheathed.

　　The realm of dawn and dusk occupies half of this space of consciousness.

　　Just like the girl's determination.

　　"This is really...unexpected."

　　Qui'sartuštaj chuckled.

　　This is a war of consciousness. If they are killed, it will be true death for the ancient Sarkaz.

　　Qui'saršinnag was the first Confessarii bloodline that could threaten him.

　　He never expected that there would be such a day -

　　A Confessarii's bloodline can threaten his life.

　　"Then go ahead and try, Qui'saršinnag."

　　The appearance of the ancient Sarkaz has changed.

　　He returned to his original appearance.

　　A large sword like a dead branch appeared in his hand.

　　Past rituals often left the victim unable to resist and easily assimilated by him.

　　But this time it’s different—

　　The intervention of the monster outside gave Qui'saršinnag the strength to resist.

　　Purple shadows began to permeate the consciousness space that should have been pure white.

　　And Qui'saršinnag was unaware—

　　Or maybe they noticed it but didn't care.

　　The two Sarkaz raised their swords at the same time.

　　The battle of consciousness can be decided in a split second.

　　This is not the same as real-world combat.

　　"My descendant, Qui'saršinnag, let me see what your resolve is."

　　The ancient Sarkaz said softly.

　　"You will rest here forever, Qui'sartuštaj."

　　The young Sarkaz answered.

　　…………

　　outside world.

　　“…”

　　Zerg poked the face of the fallen Qui'saršinnag.

　　Her consciousness seemed to be dragged somewhere else.

　　The Overlord can feel it.

　　As a member of the swarm——

　　The Overmind gave her the power to resist.

　　The invader's consciousness was quite powerful, but for the Overlord, it was not something that was difficult to deal with.

　　However, Qui'saršinnag chose to deal with the opponent personally.

　　So Zerg didn't fully get involved in the battle.

　　“Woo woo woo!”

　　The blue-haired Sarkaz was tied up.

　　The shapeshifter group found a round gag from somewhere.

　　"Zerg, can you heal her?"

　　The shapeshifter cluster looked at the pale blond Sarkaz.

　　"Can!"

　　Zerg only took a quick glance and knew the situation.

　　The blond humanoid was in a terrible state.

　　But for the Zerg, it is not a difficult problem.

　　"Then I'll leave her to you."

　　The Shapeshifters glanced at the Confessarii Division guards who had fallen to the ground.

　　The strong insect is taking food to restore its strength and injuries.

　　Let Zerg and Qui'saršinnag deal with this blue-haired Sarkaz.

　　After all, the deal with Qui'saršinnag was just to help her get Lizzie back.

　　Now it is done.

　　“Hmm…”

　　Zerg looked at the blond Sarkaz.

　　Her condition was dire, but easily remedied—

　　The problem is that her consciousness is also a mess.

　　It's like sewing a confused consciousness into an empty body.

　　The Queen of Worms cannot cure the confusion of consciousness.

　　It can only be sorted out by him personally.

　　He lifted the blond Sarkaz's cheek.

　　Zerg moved closer to the other person.

　　“…”

　　The group of shapeshifters stared at the two people huddled together.

　　Can treatment be achieved in this way?

　　Liz's cheeks flushed.

　　This means that her vitality has been replenished.

　　The girl swallowed unconsciously.

　　"Woo woo woo?"

　　The tied-up Salus' eyes widened.

　　The life force of the experimental subject is growing stronger.

　　She was originally very weak and needed many days of rest to recover some strength.

　　How did he do it?

　　Even the secret technique of the Confessarii cannot do this.

　　After each experiment, the experimental subjects need to rest, otherwise they will not be able to survive until the next experiment.

　　“…”

　　The blond Sarkaz's eyelashes moved slightly.

　　Liz felt warm all over.

　　It's like soaking in hot water.

　　She had never felt so relaxed.

　　The girl opened her eyes.

　　What came into view was a face that was so close to me.

　　Exquisite and cute, the kind that makes people feel good about him.

　　However, the touch seems to be wrong?

　　Liz blinked.

　　According to her limited common sense, this seemed to be an act that could only be performed between close people.

　　But it's very comfortable to do this.

　　The blond Sarkaz was somewhat addicted to this feeling.

　　The body feels relaxed.

　　The memories of the past no longer have that gray filter, but have become unusually clear.

　　Was it him who did it?

　　Liz thought.

　　Then we need to thank him.

　　The pain that was previously felt when using the Originium technique has disappeared.

　　My legs...seemed to have regained feeling.

　　The blond Sarkaz cautiously tried to sit up.

　　She does seem to be able to walk normally again.

　　Sensation returned to my legs.

　　Can feel the coldness of the ground——

　　And the warmth of the body of the person in front of me.

　　“…”

　　At this moment, the white-horned Sarkaz opened her eyes again.

　　The first thing Qui'saršinnag saw was——

　　It was the blond Sarkaz and the small figure hugging each other.

　　…………