The Munchkin Disciple Wants To Stop Being Obsessed Over - Chapter 158



The Lake (7)

In the deep, deep abyss, my mind and will become distant.

Lost my mouth, lost my eyes, lost my hope.

You can’t make a sound, you can’t see anything, you can’t have any expectations.

I can only hope.

I hope this time, which passes slowly, passes quickly.

So, I hope that as a saint, I can bring smiles back to more people.

I hope I can quickly give the same smile to the man who gives me that smile.

As my blood and flesh flowed out, and only despair and resentment remained, I let out a silent scream in the bloody water.

“Kkaaak!”

“Haaak, haaak···!”

“Kee, keehihihi!”

“Taste, taste, taste, it is, it is, it is, it will be, it will be, it will be, it will be, all, all.”

“It’s a bowl. It’s a bowl!”

The pain began to fade, the bloody shapes that had been gathering around me began to move differently, and the cycle of pain began to lengthen little by little.

‘bowl···?’

My blurred consciousness briefly returns to me with one word.

“no···.”

The prolonged cycle of pain, the brief moment of clarity of mind, and the black hair I love so much that I can’t stop seeing it in my blurry vision.

Due to various variables, the sound of a voice is vaguely dispersed in the air.

But the joy was short-lived. When she saw the man about to step into the bloody lake, her emotions quickly grew intense.

“Oh··· Don’t···.”

Please don’t. I don’t mind being sick, I just don’t want you to be sick.

“Lily.”

I can see his luscious red lips being licked.

A trickle of blood can be seen flowing from his crushed lip down his chin.

“I’m sorry···.”

He says, with that stubborn expression that moved my heart.

“no.”

With those words, he threw himself into the bloody lake without hesitation.

Then the bloody figures approached him without hesitation and began to greedily devour his body.

His flesh is torn away. His torn limbs are sucked into the bloody maw of the creature, and his skin and bones dissolve into the blood and flow out.

“Ahh···.”

Even though I have no eyes, I can feel tears soaked in blood flowing.

Even though he has no mouth, a groan full of despair and regret bursts out.

“Ahh···.”

As his death and suffering are repeated, my own death and suffering are gradually becoming dull.

“Ah··· Eun··· Okay···.”

I reach out with more desperation than ever.

However, the feeble hands only melt in the blood, flow out, and regenerate repeatedly, unable to perform any miracles.

“Ah …

It’s hopeless. The situation where I can’t do anything even though my loved one is falling apart.

I resent it. The country with the useless nickname of Saintess and the author who is still a bystander, the Heavenly God.

“You’ve finally become a bit more well-behaved.”

In the midst of all this, a voice faintly came to my ear.

“Ahh···.”

A lewd, sinful woman holds the face of the man I love and whispers something.

“Will you be mine?”

Her black fingers trace the body of the man who entered the bloody lake for me as if it were her own.

I feel hopeless. I feel resentful. I regret everything, and I want to curse everything.

Still.

“my···.”

I, helpless, desperately seek God again in my heart. Even if it is just once, I don’t mind if my body wears out and disappears.

“please···!”

I hope that those I love will not turn away from me like I did, but will take care of me.

I hope you don’t just stand by and watch like you have been doing so far, but do something about it.

Please, please, I beg you so earnestly, that I will gladly accept any ordeal, just once, just once···!

I prayed earnestly to the gods.

I wonder if my wish has finally reached that author today.

As if by a miracle, a small breeze began to blow.

“···?”

On the outstretched hand, at the fingertips, a pure white light faintly gathers.

“Ahh···.”

A pure white light that feels foreign, different from the divine power that has been generated so far.

I didn’t know what it was, but I was desperate and instinctively pointed to the camel with the tip of my finger.

Then, a faint, pure white wisp of light leaves his fingers, heads towards him, and eventually reaches him.

“ah···.”

Did a miracle happen to him as he came into contact with the pure white light? His voice began to spread through the blood-red lake.

“you···.”

The eyes that were looking at me began to come back to life.

“I···.”

Crunch.

His palm, with its veins prominent, slowly grasps the sword handle, and soon begins to pull the blade out of its scabbard.

“Are you crazy?”

A blast of pure white light bursts out from his body, and starlight begins to dye the blood-red lake a pure white color.

“The 7th form of the Divine Sword. Hoi.”

His sword, which seemed to be filled with his wind, was swung around, drawing a transparent line on the blood-red lake along with the blowing wind.

As your vision fades, the pain begins to fade, and the despair and resentment that filled your soul begin to disappear as if they never existed.

With the feeling that time is passing slowly,

It feels like the blood is being washed away.

A second passed, ten seconds passed, a minute passed.

“Ahhh… uh… the voice…?”

The voice finally came out completely. I opened my eyes to the strange feeling.

The broad back of a man holding a sword is visible in the field of vision, and the background is dyed white and then red again.

“This, this can’t be happening…!”

A woman’s voice is also heard as she turns to dust and scatters in the blood.

Either way.

“Oh, Mr. Caramel···!”

I approached the man, who seemed ready to collapse at any moment, who was melting and regenerating repeatedly, calling out to him in a sorrowful voice.

My steps are heavy, and every time I move, I feel an unspeakable pain throughout my body.

However, my steps are lighter than ever, and I move with more truth than any illusion.

I reached behind him and reached out to him with a trembling hand to ask him.

“Okay, it’s okay···.”

Are you okay? Are you in pain?

“are you okay?”

He slowly turned around and asked me instead. With his still stubborn smile, if I was okay.

“I’m fine… but Mr. Caramel looks sick… ahh… heh… heh…!”

Even as it melts and flows down in blood,

Even though I am constantly dying and coming back to life,

When someone asks me, who is now fine, if I am okay, my eyes fill with tears and my throat gets choked up.

“I see you’re crying, so you must be okay. That’s a relief.”

He reaches out to me with his hand, which disappears and then grows again.

“Huh, hwaaang···!”

I cried my eyes out and held the hand I might never have been able to hold in my entire life with both palms.

Tears flowed. The tears that flowed fell into his hands.

At the same time, a faint white light began to appear on the back of his hand.

“···?”

Then his head tilted. My head also naturally tilted along with his.

It was worth it. Because, unlike other parts of Camel, the hand I held so preciously was intact and not melting away.

“···.”

Camel looked like she didn’t understand what was going on, and I spun around my thoughts, which were just starting to turn around.

The silence continued for a while.

During that time, I was able to come to one conclusion. I don’t know what happened, but my tears could save Camel from getting hurt.

As the conclusion was reached, my body moved reflexively. No, to be precise, I rubbed my face, still flowing with tears, against Camel’s body.

“uh···.”

As I hugged Camel and rubbed her face, Camel looked flustered and tried to mutter something.

However, while the other parts of Camel that I had rubbed my face against were fine, Camel’s face was still melting and flowing and then regenerating repeatedly.

“town···!”

I couldn’t help it. I grabbed his face with both hands, rubbed my face against his, and crashed my lips against his.

My tears worked on him, so wouldn’t my saliva work even better? I repeated that reasonable excuse to myself.

“now···.”

Leaving behind a feeling of regret for some unknown reason, I bit my lips, which were covered with silver threads, and covered my hands and face.

“I hope you’re feeling better.”

Looking at his bright red face, which will not go away anymore.

“That’s fortunate.”

I laughed. More contentedly than ever.

“···Lee, Lily too.”

I was just doing it for you, but do you feel ashamed of it?

Camel muttered, turning her head away shyly with a lovely and cute expression on her face.

“Phew···.”

A heart bursts out in empty laughter. Knock knock, the heart that had been soaked in resentment and despair starts beating wildly again with a clear feeling.

“Then let’s go.”

He reached out his hand to me and said,

“Where…? What sinister things are you trying to do…?”

That sight made me feel playful, so I deliberately avoided taking his hand and tilted my head as I answered.

“What kind of insidious act is this… Let’s go and destroy it together.”

He turned his head towards me with a dumb expression.

It’s strange. He obviously has a stupid expression on his face, but why do I feel this urge to touch him?

“What are you breaking?”

“The fate that tormented Lily.”

He spoke with a seriousness in his eyes, and I had to open my mouth wide as I stared into those eyes, as if I was lost in them.

“Let’s break it together. And let’s go back together.”

Together, we chewed over the most valuable words we had ever heard.

I held his hand again, preciously.

I hope that these hands, which have become more precious to me than anything else, will never wear out or become worn out again.