It’s a Magic Sword, but the Hero Is Obsessed With It - It’s a Magic Sword, but the Hero Is Obsessed With It chapter 168

168. Taming the Greedy

In fact, there is one more condition to human taste that I haven’t mentioned. It is the purity of the soul. How many filthy thoughts accumulated in that soul. How the pain and sadness in life have colored the light of the soul in murky colors.

Should I say karma rather than good and evil? The more pain and despair the soul felt while living, the deeper the darkness oozes when it was turned into a specter. I also liked that thick, wet taste.

Nevertheless, what I liked most was the refreshing taste of a noble soul. Appropriate youth, a woman rather than a man, if possible, or a virgin. It was all for that reason.

“Like me?”

And the cream.

I tried to make an excuse, but I stopped talking. No, come to think of it, doesn’t it matter? It’s nobody else anyway, it’s Cream. Cream will not refuse my request.

By the same logic, I don’t have to be considerate of others unless I’m Cream. So I said with a little bit of a sneaky inside.

[Like you.]

[What nonsense are you talking about!]

When I spoke in a soft voice, the holy sword roared. No, that’s stupid I’m a bit embarrassed.

[I didn’t say that I like cream rationally, I just said that it would taste good, but what’s wrong with that?]

[Then it’s more of a problem! It eats people!]

[hahahaha, what a new thing.]

You’re talking like I’m eating people for the first time. Not caring about my nonchalant reaction, the Holy Sword screamed loudly.

[Anyway, you can’t be a hero!]

[Since when did you have the right to decide?]

[·······.]

After easily winning the first match today, I turned my eyes to Cream while humming. Cream, who was smiling faintly, had his arm sleeves rolled up before he knew it.

Even through the twilight lights of the bar that went down into the night beyond the evening, the girl’s pure white skin caught the eye. I involuntarily swallowed my saliva.

Come to think of it, I’ve tasted Cream’s blood several times already. It was sweet, the blood of those with faith is bound to be poisonous, but Cream had none of that.

“Do you want to eat or see?”

Is it because I kept thinking about blood? It felt like the pulsating blue blood vessels in the white skin stood out exceptionally. Cream brought her slender wrist close to my blade.

Cream just spoke as normal and emotionless as ever, but whether it was because of the atmosphere of the bar or what it contained, it sounded odd.

[Yes!]

“I hate it.”

[?!]

As my expression faded in an instant, Cream made a small chuckle and added his words briefly.

“A joke.”

[You don’t like jokes, so don’t.]

“Karval, saw, learned, what?”

Damn it, my karma is deep. The strange atmosphere was broken, and while I sighed in despair, Cream lightly stretched out her arms toward me.

Before you even prepare your mind, the smell of flesh gets closer, and the next moment. The blade slashed Cream’s wrist. Little, very little. A red oasis bloomed over the milky desert.

And through the slightly gaping gap, nectar water for thirsty travelers flowed.

[Mmm.]

The moment I quenched my throat with a sip, I unconsciously swallowed a moan at the sweet sensation. The previous time I drank her blood, I was so inattentive that I couldn’t fully appreciate it.

As I put my heart and soul into this situation, I rolled a drop of blood into her mouth, and there was a surprisingly deep taste in her. It was as fresh as a noble soul, but the finish was as thick as a despairing soul.

I shuddered at the deep and subtle taste. I didn’t only covet blood like a low-level demonic sword like Bloodsucker, and my blood-sucking act was actually close to tasting the scent of the soul.

And, just as well-aged wine can intoxicate people with its scent alone, there was such an inexplicable depth to the cream’s blood.

[I want to eat.]

To be more precise, it must be that the soul of the cream has that fragrance. But the reverberation alone is dizzying. It’s like this even though you’ve only tasted it, but if you swallow it all…

If you suck up every single drop of that blood. No, if you take the soul that is the source. It will definitely be the best gourmet food you’ve never experienced in your life.

In the next moment, noises from outside and inside overlapped and shook me.

[You!]

[Calm down.]

“You again!”

Single-shot screams echoing outside of me. And, on the contrary, another echo that shakes my inner self. World record.

A bright spark flew between the two of us. Cream hastily pulled me from her wrist.

– Activation of God’s Protection (EX)!

In her next moment, her divine power poured out of her like a waterfall. Crim sat in her place, turning her still bleeding wrist and gripping her tightly in the air.

The waves of her divine power swayed wildly as if she had been reined in by a wild horse that was rampaging.

– Untouchable!

– You do not have access.

– Extermination (擊滅).

Although I often refer to it as a status window for convenience, its essence is a record of the world. If this world is called a game, it is a system log that only the administrators of that game can read.

As such, the subject of such a message is also the world itself, not anyone else. And I saw, for the first time, that the world’s records were loaded with emotions.

A short word that couldn’t even complete that sentence. And through a violent and impetuous torrent of divine power that erupted violently like an active volcano, the world revealed its anger.

“Carbal, be careful.”

Cream spoke in a very friendly voice while holding a waterfall of divine power that roared fiercely like a beast in one hand. Does she know the meaning of what I just tried to do?

There’s no way he wouldn’t know. But Cream, surprisingly, reacted the same as ever.

“If you get hurt, no, no.”

I tried to steal Cream’s body a while ago.

Taking away that beautiful body and that sweet soul. Make it my own… I don’t know. I hadn’t even thought about it until then. It was just an impulse.

Why, there is such a thing. It’s not really mine, and I know it’s useless to have it anyway. Even knowing it, I become impulsive for nothing.

“What just happened…”

[You. What else did you do?]

I don’t know exactly what happened, but everyone seems to have noticed that it happened because of me. Well, the light came out from the contact surface between the cream and me, so it’s natural if it’s natural.

Wait, this amount of light must have attracted the attention of the people around you. But the dark tavern was silent. A subdued atmosphere, people who talk quietly as if they have not seen the light.

“Worry, no, awareness, inhibition, magic.”

[Ah.]

Well, come to think of it, if it had attracted attention, it would have been from the moment the hero first entered the bar, or even from the moment Cream started hurting himself.

Anyway, I managed to change the topic naturally. Personally, it was a bit disappointing. Should I have been a little less greedy?

“Karval, greed, pampering, side, suit.”

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Ugh. It hurts my heart to say such a thing with such a bright expression. I looked at Cream’s wrist, where the wound had healed before I knew it, and the pink flesh was circling around.

No matter how shameless I am, I can’t ask for it again here. Above all, I don’t know about Choco, but I feel like I noticed the situation to some extent with the Holy Sword and Muffin.

The reason they don’t say anything is because the Holy Sword knows that the situation won’t change even if she says it, and Muffin wasn’t the type to intervene in this way in the first place.

“Later.”

[Huh?]

That’s why, now it could be just the two of us.

Yes, sometimes days like this are necessary. No matter how dragon Cream was, no matter how tireless her body was, her spirit was another thing.

The sight of Cream now holding her goblet and smiling faintly seemed much more stable than when she was shedding tears as she stiffened like a statue of her.

“I’ll give it to you.”

Smiling lightly, Cream used me to slit the bottle opposite her. Drops of ruby-red blood glistened and fell into the bottle of Bloody Raoul, which was half left.

It’s not as sweet as drinking Cream’s blood directly, but the taste mixed with the bitterness of her dead blood brought me back to my human days and nostalgia.

It was like that in the old days. After another adventure, we used to hang out in a corner of the tavern. Laughing and chatting with colleagues who shared life and death, finding comfort, and making a promise to the next one.

I can’t remember the comrades who didn’t hesitate to give their lives. Female warrior, female mage, female thief. At best, all I remember is this funny title.

What saddest of all was that I was no longer saddened by the fact that I had forgotten the comrade I had given my life for.

“So, now, with this, can you put up with it?”

Well, it doesn’t matter anyway. Hundreds of years have passed, and my old colleagues must have died. Not much interest. Because now there was only one thing that was important to me. No, from scratch.

I smiled at the girl with pink marks on both wrists.