Why Ignorant Harems Are Dangerous

35 – #08. Aiming point (7)

It is light.

Pure white light. It burst with bright light with the momentum to turn the world white in an instant, and at that moment, I even felt as if all my senses, including my vision, had disappeared.

No, is it really an illusion?

Rather than that, humans are creatures that become so powerless just by being deprived of sight for a moment. Even the act of moving your hands or continuing your breathing doesn’t feel realistic.

No sound is transmitted, and nothing can be captured as substance.

“Mister, come from the front!”

Hearing the voice ringing in his ears, he immediately kicked the ground with all his might.

Wait a while to jump back like that.

“…… Also, avoid me.”

My eyesight returns little by little.

It’s still blurry, but I’m sure I can distinguish the pink figure shimmering in front of me.

“Cecilia.”

“What did you do so wrong? What do you wish for world peace? What about obeying God’s will? What did you want everyone to be happy with?”

Color returns.

The eyesight lost to the light gradually recovers.

Why is Cecilia here?

Mea must have been in the way, but maybe she got in the way. But the sound from behind is still going on.

Then why is she here?

“Where are you looking? Look at me me. …… Look at me!!”

The atmosphere is heavy.

Gradually, her expression began to become clearer. Even though her face was frowned upon, she looked like a child who was about to cry at any moment, holding back her tears.

It was difficult to see Cecilia’s expression, so I slightly averted her gaze.

She just lowered her head a little.

“Cecilia. You… ….”

Then, her body stiffened.

Blood soaked her ground.

It wasn’t mine, it wasn’t the Seongguk soldiers who guarded this place, and it wasn’t even Jack and his party’s.

“Why? Oh, is this?”

Cecilia casually pointed the spear through her stomach.

A spear in the human abdomen.

She was completely pierced. The amount of blood flowing from the affected area to her pure white thighs and then to her legs was unusual.

A fatal wound that pierced the center of the stomach.

“It’s not a big deal, is it? Something like this.”

She took it with both her hands and began to slowly pull it out without inspiration.

The squishy sound stimulates the ears.

The sound of a spear stick dug into the skin being pulled out slowly, sweeping away all of its organs and fabric. Each time it was slowly pulled out, the amount of blood gradually increased, and it was spurting out with the momentum to stain the floor.

“Three, Celia.”

“Why? What’s wrong?”

A voice that can’t find inspiration at all.

A person has been pierced by a spear, while hanging the spear dangling. Even as she was slowly pulling out the spear with her own hand, she seemed to be okay…….

The same goes for the flesh clinging to the window sill, as well as the wounds that open up little by little.

The organ visible from the inside was about to flow down little by little with each time she forcibly pulled out the spear.

“Stop… ….”

“Why?”

“Then, if you really die. If you die…… That.”

It’s bright red.

I can’t remember anything.

I just remembered the image of the woman who threw her body off the wall.

Fragments of what used to be human were scattered from her head to the ground with a sound like a watermelon bursting.

It was as if the reverberation of her body had been reproduced here.

It is the terrible despair I always saw in my dreams.

A powerless nightmare where I have no choice but to watch her leave, pessimistic about her own life, always without help.

She was seduced by her fascination just because she met her on the first day and saved her. I hung up.

This fishy smell of blood.

Cecilia’s inorganic expression is like a reenactment of that day.

“Are you worried about me? Be amazed.”

I can hear a shriek and the sound of my skin being torn.

She opened the wound with her own hand, but when it still didn’t come out, she put her hand directly into the wound and opened the gap, pulling out her spear slowly.

Cecilia has not screamed once.

She was a child who was thought to be as cute as her little sister because of her usual cute appearance, behavior, and her slightly naive behavior.

Even though the relationship has gone awry like this, she doesn’t change her heart that thought of her as precious. Doesn’t it change? What was her precious heart in the first place?

“Seo Seo. Are you still worried about me?”

“Yes, …… Summer solstice. Worry.”

“Aha, hihihi.”

Little by little.

She lowered her head and started laughing.

“Kyaa, kyaha, aha, ahahahaha!!”

“First, please. That wound…….”

I didn’t want to die.

I can’t hope.

What she was trying to do now was deeply connected to my existence. Perhaps she is also a victim of my fascination, a victim of this fate, and an object for which I must atone.

“Is that funny? Really. No, really.”

Cecilia grabbed the spear pole with both her hands and pulled it out in one go.

She splatters blood in all directions at the same time.

Her red scent reaches her nose.

The warm blood drops still splash on my face. A wound that squirms and coughs up blood. From the wounds that were forcibly opened and made worse, something other than blood flowed.

Organs of the human body.

Blood. Red flesh. Maybe fragments.

Is it her life that flows?

I don’t know anymore.

“If you’re going to worry so much, why are you ignoring me? Why did you leave me Why there, why us. That is why Seo is weak, soft, and selfish. Even so, he is a kind person.”

Why?

I just wanted you to get away from the impurity of me.

There was a woman who died seeking love.

If you can’t become a special person. A woman who died saying that she couldn’t find her own value in the gap of pretty women who were more amazing and proud than herself.

The woman who was the beginning of everything.

The first woman I met in this world, and the first person who saved me.

Perhaps, my first love.

“I will save this world. Following the will of God, I will overturn everything and lead to a better world.”

She blamed me right up until her death, and she said she still loved her.

I die because I love you.

I loved you so much, that’s why I died without being able to resent me properly. It was all my fault, my fault for not giving her her trust.

Maybe it’s my fault for thinking lightly of this ability to twist other people’s emotions.

It is an original sin that has been distorted from the start.

All, all all all all all all.

I was wrong.

Sorry.

That’s not it.

I just wanted to be happy. Happiness, love. I just wished and craved. That’s me, no That’s not it. I wanted you to love me. I wanted you to love me Someone’s affection, love, feelings. Because I want it to look straight at me

So I am.

I…… I am.

“No, that wasn’t it. No.”

“Seo Seo.”

“Please. From that company, the wound. Huh? Let’s treat After that, then really. That’s what I’m dying for. Someone, it’s my fault…….”

I let her go.

Nedo.

“No, no no no. That’s not what I wanted…… !!”

I thought I could do anything with this power.

She knew there was an empress who ruled the empire with tyranny. She knew that there were vampires who were drunk with blood and committed massacres, and that there were saints who wanted to save others even by cutting off their own flesh.

All of them had a problem somewhere.

I was intoxicated, thinking that with this power, everything could be solved. I believed that he would be able to solve the problem by making him fall for me, and that everything would go well.

You shouldn’t have believed it.

Nara is the ugliness of human beings, their desires. Arrogance caused by greed and pride. I couldn’t believe the lump of greed that I filled with excuses to solve their problems and lead them in a better direction.

How do ordinary people like me solve other people’s problems?

I was wrong.

People who have no value in living, no meaning to live, no productivity, who hate the past, deny the present, and distrust the future have been wrong since they had confidence.

Everything was like that.

I was worthless even in modern times, and neither here.

Whatever you try to do, you fail.

Because you try to change others when you don’t believe in yourself. This is how things got messed up because an idiot who had no doubts about trampling on and corrupting the emotions of others did what he was doing, talking nonsense about a slightly better future.

Wrong.

I made a mistake. Wrong. Missed it Can not be done. Negative. Failed. There is no future. It’s frustrating. It’s despair. I can’t see the light. Can’t see ahead

“Seo Seo.”

“…… Live it up Please, please.”

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Don’t die.

Because of me.

Please don’t die just because you got entangled in this pitiful life.

“I will change this world right. I will save you, I will save you. If everyone is swayed by desire and has forgotten ethics and the word of God, I will awaken them again.”

Blood flows.

Cecilia’s life is slowly dying out.

A bright red string tangled in a spear that was scattered across the floor.

Is that an intestine?

I don’t know.

“Now, hold my hand.”

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Desire is wrong.

The desire was a mistake.

Greed is a sin.

Excessive greed was the original sin.

Emotions I have trampled on.

All the original sins she had committed thus far continued here, and Cecilia held out her hand even as her stomach continued to spurt her blood.

“If you want relief, yes. I’ll give you whatever you want. If Seo really hates you, I will give you a chance to atone for your sins.”

Salvation and redemption.

The saintess holds out her hand to me with a benevolent expression.

“Let’s purify the world together. Huh? It’s an opportunity to change the self you hate. It’s a way to hold everyone’s future in your hands and make it a better world.”

Blood flows.

Life flows.

I didn’t want anyone to die anymore. I hated seeing the people I loved die, and if I blamed it on myself, it was disgustingly horrible.

Her already sent her away. Even four

If Cecilia leaves me from here, will I be able to endure it even then?

I hated myself terribly.

A monster of narcissism.

I took something for granted without any effort on my own, and when I think of my inexperienced self in the past, who lacked respect from others, I feel nothing but disgust.

If that could change.

Then I…….

“…… Live.”

“Of course. If Seo-nim holds this hand, everyone can live.”

Worried and worried.

All of that is slowly disappearing.

A world left blank.

The only thing left of her is her and me.

Ah, the head.

…… My head feels like it’s going to explode.