After getting married, a popular seiyuu suddenly moved to my house

Chapter 631 Extra: The final volume of "Journey to Death".

I know exactly when the end of this journey will be, from the moment I first met Shessel, I know it very clearly.

We spent more than 900 nights embracing each other, and more than 900 dawns when the sun rose and rose. Now, let me face the night and day alone, and I suddenly realize that this is the torture of fate.

How am I going to sleep without Shessel at night.

Close your eyes, imagine her figure, imagine that long fiery red hair, think like this all night, then open your eyes, and watch the appearance of the rising sun alone.

Until the day when I myself come to the end of the journey.

Now, the chain of hatred that caused the country to be ruined and the family destroyed has been cut off. I secretly assisted Harut to ascend the throne and completely resolved the war disputes. I no longer have to worry about being hunted down. The chance to walk in the unfamiliar forest with Shessel like this.

I don't want her life to wither in a place full of bones, I want to find a peach garden full of flowers and far away from the world as much as possible for her.

……

……

"Terry, I'm hungry."

"Why eat venison?"

"eat."

The fiery red-haired girl happily sat under the tree with her legs together, happily nibbling on the dried venison I made.

There are many foods I brought from the kingdom in the space ring, but she just likes to eat this, and Shessel really is not made to be a princess.

"Shessel."

"Ugh...ugh...swollen, what's wrong?"

"Swallow the food into your stomach first."

"Ummmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm... ​

"Is Shessel not afraid?"

"afraid of what?"

I do not speak.

"Could it be what you told me before about my lifespan?"

I nodded.

"Even if you say that, I don't really feel it." She pouted, her face full of innocence, she raised her arm and patted her arm, showing a grinning smile: "Look! I can eat and dance, even if If you want me to race against Terry now, the winner must be me."

She was right. With Shessel's current physical condition, it is hard to believe that she only has half a year to live, but my prediction will not go wrong.

Seeing that I was still preoccupied, she put the dried venison into her arms, rubbed her fingers on her body, and gently stroked my eyebrows.

"Don't frown, I'll be fine. Although I'm not as smart as Terry, Terry is much weaker than me. Even if it's to protect you, I can't leave you alone and die on my own. "

"But maybe you died to protect me."

I've seen too many people die like that by now.

"Then I'd be more than happy!"

Eh?
She seemed to have heard some of the happiest words in the world, and she was as lively as a little bear in the mountains, jumping happily in place cutely.

After a long time, she stood still, her face was as bright red as her hair, with her hands behind her back, the toe of her shoes kicked the stones everywhere, met my eyes, and moved away in a panic, with a coy voice .

I'm completely used to her fluent speech, and sometimes I forget that she was a silly girl who couldn't speak.

"Isn't it extremely romantic to give up your life for the one you love?"

This is the third time I've heard from her that she likes me.

The first time was when I was mortally wounded in the flames of war and nearly died.

The second time was when she regained her status as a princess, but I took her away without authorization and promised to tie her up by my side.

This is the third time.

"Shessel... isn't afraid of death?"

"Everyone is going to die, why should we be afraid?"

"If you die, you will never eat delicious food again, and you will never see the person you like again."

"Hmm...that would bother me a bit."

"Right."

"That……"

Shessel took a step closer to me and took my hand.

"Until the day I die, I want to eat the food you cook every day, wake up to see you every day, stay by your side all the time, until I am full, and I want to die for you beautifully. I am willing."

In the face of such speeches.

There is only one answer I can give her.

"I... will not let you die."

Shessel showed a lovely smile, and her white teeth were lined up neatly.

"Well, I trust you."

……

……

In a certain forest far away from the dust, there is a village that is not rich but beautiful.

The villagers here are friendly and honest, and she and I settled here.On weekdays, I will do some helpers in exchange for a place to live.

Compared with bathing in blood on the battlefield, such a clean life really fascinates me.

I think the main reason is that Shessel is still with me.

With my proficient medical skills and healing magic, I also became the village doctor.

It's just that there are no disputes here, and it is rare to encounter incidents of trauma treatment. At best, it is to cure some minor illnesses such as colds and fevers, which is very different from the battlefield.

Shessel likes the waterfall behind the village the most. He took me to see it if he had nothing to do. Hearing the singing of unknown birds and the pleasant sound of water hitting the stones, he snuggled up to me and sat for an entire afternoon.

The first thing I do when I wake up every day is to confirm Shessel's physical condition, and use magic to check her magic power. She is full and full, and her magic power is even more abundant than mine.

How would such a girl die?

At the end of this journey, I want to extend it no matter what.

Until one day two months later.

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"Dr. Turley! Dr. Turley!"

There was a hasty knock on the door, and after opening the door, young Jim was holding his five-year-old daughter and looking at me anxiously.

"What happened?"

"Doctor Terry, Jisna suddenly collapsed."

I had Jim lay Gina down on the hospital bed and begin her diagnosis.

"Is there any sign before and after the fall?"

Jim recalled with restraint and anxiety, and told me little by little, and Shessel stood obediently beside him, without disturbing my thoughts.

Three days ago, I couldn't eat. At first I thought it was because of the hot weather and I lost my appetite. Until yesterday, I stopped drinking water. After eating some bread and water today, I vomited it all up.

There is a blackened substance in the vomit.

I probed Gina's body with magic power. When the magic power covered the veins of her whole body, they should have been emerald-colored veins, stained with a strange black and purple aura.

I controlled the change of expression and didn't show a serious expression, worried that Jim would be more worried because of this.

Just as I was thinking, someone came in again from outside the door. In just 10 minutes, there were already four patients who came to ask for help.

And the symptoms that happened to them, were exactly the same.

I began to realize the unusualness of the event.

They expended mana to drive the black and purple aura from the patients to the corners of their bodies, barely restoring their blood color, and they didn't show any discomfort after trying to eat.

Jim and the others kept thanking me, and I told them that the illness had not been completely cured, and asked them to bring the patient back tomorrow.

That night, Shessel and I lay in bed, too preoccupied with the day's events to fall asleep.

"Terry, are you still thinking about what happened today?"

"Well... I always have a bad feeling."

"The breath on Gina and the others is very strange."

"Well, that's something that only exists on the battlefield, it shouldn't be here."

"Terry already has an idea?"

"Not sure yet."

……

……

A week later, Gina died.

If I do a magic cleanse for Gina every day, maybe I can last until I find a solution.

However, there are more than 30 patients with the same symptoms in the village. With my magic power, it is impossible to cleanse so many people with magic power every day.

And when I witnessed Gina's death, I was convinced of my earlier belief.

Post-war magician.

That was something that would only appear on a battlefield where corpses were everywhere, and Terry had witnessed such a tragedy with his own eyes.

Just a few weeks is enough to annihilate a city of tens of thousands of people. After the war, the magic power factor is such a terrifying existence that it attaches to the air and water and erodes the human body in a state invisible to the naked eye.

In layman's terms, it is the plague.

Most of the more than 30 people who have died so far are young children and the elderly in frail health.

Until this moment, a terrifying idea suddenly appeared in my mind.

There are only more than three months left in the countdown to Shessel's life.

The plague appeared at this node, and I couldn't help but associate it with me.

Shessel, whose physical fitness can be called top-notch, will usher in the end of his life. Once this idea appears in his mind, he can't get rid of it no matter what.

"Shessel, you...listen to me."

My voice sounded a little dry, and I tried my best to restrain the trembling of my voice. I had to convey the seriousness of the matter to Shessel.

Then, take her away from this place.

Perhaps such an approach is cruel, but even with my power, I can't save everyone's lives.

If Shessel is infected with the plague, I can still use my magic power to cleanse her once a day, go to a country thousands of miles away, receive advanced treatment, and develop corresponding potions there.

In any case, you will not lose your life.

Shessel's life is irreplaceable.

For me living alone in this world, Shessel is my only family.

I lost my mother, I lost my father, I lost my people, countless people died because of me.

Even with the prophecy that Shessel would definitely die, this time, I will challenge fate no matter what, and...defeat fate.

I conveyed the severity of the plague to Shessel, and tremblingly expressed my thoughts on taking her away from this place.

Even if I know that Shessel is not the kind of person who will leave others alone, even if I use strong means, I will take her away.

But Shessel just looked at me calmly, thought for a long time, and said those words to me.

"Magic Ryuko after the war is something that only exists on the battlefield.

In this village, the only ones who have experienced the battlefield and are likely to carry such things are us.

If it is said, we brought it to this village.

Terry...can you still make such a decision? "

I was unable to refute what she said, and I was so flustered precisely because I knew how great the disaster of the plague was.

Because we came to this village and brought disaster to the people who lived here happily. If this is true, can I still leave without doing anything?

Besides, is there really a country that will allow people with post-war magic power to enter?

I understand, but I have no other choice.

"……can."

I had difficulty uttering the word.

"For me, Shessel is special. I can lose anything, except you."

"Even if you want to ignore the death of hundreds of people?"

I struggled and said "yes".

Even though I was used to watching life and death and became indifferent to life for a while, my thinking could not help but change in the past two years.

For the lives that can be saved, I want to save as much as I can, so I choose to become a physician.

But only this time...

Shessel looked at me quietly, those red pupils were so calm that I felt incredible, the disappointed eyes flashed across, and suddenly looked at me with distress.

Obviously, I should feel sorry for her.

"Okay, I'll listen to Terry. If Terry wants to leave, I'll go with you."

……

……

It was another bright morning, and Shessel and I stood in front of the waterfall for the last time, listening to its wonderful sound.

The sound of rushing water seemed to wash over my once-dead heart. After losing everything, I met the person I wanted to protect the most in my life.

Everyone in the village should be the same, this feeling of wanting to protect someone.

Closing my eyes, Jim's dull and dazed appearance after losing his beloved daughter in my mind deeply hurt me.

Is the choice I made really the right one?

"Terry's hand is shaking."

I looked down and it was exactly as she said.

Shessel took my trembling hand silently, and time passed by little by little.

"Is it better?"

"Well, thank you."

"Hey, Terry, can you answer a question for me?"

"You said."

"If I wasn't here, and you encountered this situation alone, would you still choose to leave?"

Isn't that kind of thing a matter of course?

I will do my best to save them.

But over hundreds of lives, I chose the possibility of the girl next to me living.

Even if fate cannot be changed, if I don't try to fight, I will never forgive myself.

"If you hadn't been here, I don't think I would have come here."

"That's right, it's true." She showed a lonely look.

"Shessel, it's almost time for us to go."

"Aren't you going to say goodbye to everyone?"

"……not going."

I who made this choice undoubtedly obliterated their last chance to live. I didn't have the courage to say goodbye to them, so I could only exit cautiously like a "dead person" on a theater stage.

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Just after leaving the waterfall, walking on the path leading to the village, three five or six-year-old children ran towards me.

"Doctor Terry~"

"Doctor Terry~~"

"Oss, Rabbi, Angele."

They laughed and came to me and Shessel, Angelie carefully took something out of her arms and handed it to me.

She has long brown hair, tied into a simple braid, jade-colored pupils, and some small freckles around her petite nose, and her smile is simple and clear like a waterfall.

"Doctor Terry, this is for you!"

"Dad said, Dr. Turley is working hard for our village."

"Everyone is very grateful to Dr. Turley. This is our gift to Dr. Turley."

Facing their expectant eyes, I couldn't reach out my hand for a long time. Shessel let go of my hand and took it for me.

She looked curiously at the humanoid wood carving in her hand and asked, "What is this?"

"It's the statue of Lord Obiraki, we made it ourselves."

"Master Obiraki?"

God Obiraki, according to legend, is the patron saint of this village, the embodiment of justice, peace, and selflessness.

This is what I heard from the village chief when I first came to the village. Every household here enshrines a statue of God Obiraki.

"Dr. Terry and Sister Shessel will live in the village forever, but they didn't see Lord Obiraki at your house, so they carved a piece of wood from Mr. Obiraki and gave it to you. I hope Dr. Terry and Sister Shessel can also receive the blessing of Lord Obiraki."

Poor silly boy.

How can there be any gods in the world, if the gods can really bless you, why don't they come to save this plague.

And I, most likely the one who brought this plague, if God Obiraki really existed, I believe he would not bless me.

Shessel paused for a long time, smiled and stroked Angel's head.

"Thank you, Oss, Rabbi, Angel, we will definitely cherish it."

Shessel and I silently watched the lively figures of the children leaving. From the moment we left this village, the plague would gradually sweep through all the villagers until all life disappeared in this world.

I admit, my heart was shaken.

Although I cherish Shessel's life, it is more difficult than I imagined for me to let innocent people die.

I need courage.

A courage enough to make me die without saving hundreds of people.

"I... like it here."

Shessel beside him said suddenly.

"Terry has always said that he will take me to a place I like, where we will meet the moment of my life together.

I love it here, I want to die here. "

The beautiful girl who was in her blooming season calmly said words that she wanted to die.

I can't accept this ridiculous fact.

"I said, I won't let you die."

"I'm trying to be brave again, I can tell, Terry didn't have a way to prevent my death, did he? It's just because he wanted to do something for me, so he had to take careless steps."

I'm at a loss for words.

"Terry has worked very hard, really hard, thank you for bringing me out of the forest at that time, thank you for never leaving me, thank you for being willing to go against your will for me.

But, sorry, I'm not happy.

I don't want to see Terry like this.

Kind, gentle, Terry who is loved by everyone, I like Terry like that. "

"But, maybe you will die from the plague."

"I'm not afraid." She smiled.

"I'm afraid." I trembled.

"I'm afraid... I'm terribly afraid of losing you, Shessel."

Shessel looked at me quietly, with soft eyes, and gradually revealed a smile, as if she had discovered something earth-shattering and good. Two dimples appeared on her cheeks, which were extremely lovable.

"Well, it turns out that Terry likes me."

"That kind of thing, can you see it now?"

"Because Terry never said the word "like" to me, not once."

Well, I really didn't say that.

"Now, Terry, I want to hear, to hear you say you like me."

"........."

"That kind of talk, when you leave here, I will tell you as much as you want to hear."

I was timid, afraid that what Shessel would say next would shake my judgment.

The girl held my hand tightly. Her hand was not very soft, and her fingertips had rough calluses, a symbol of the battle so far. Now, we don't have to live like that anymore.

The warmth from those hands made me want to cry.

"If I die, I hope Terry can bury my body here, so that I can listen to the sound of this waterfall every day."

"........."

"Terry, are you crying?"

Since my father died, I have not shed a tear for anything or anyone, and at this time, I am crying tears of fear because I am afraid of losing Shessel.

I cannot bear the pain of losing my family again.

"It's the first time I've seen Terry crying. It's a little fresh."

I hugged Shessel in my arms with tears streaming down my face. I seemed to have recovered the lost feelings and realized the real feeling of being a human being.

Not a demon, not a monster, not even a child of prophecy.

I'm just a weak ordinary person who can do anything for the girl I love.

"Please, Shessel, this is a once-in-a-lifetime request, please tell me again, [take me away], in that case..."

"I do not want."

Shessel's calm and decisive words made me close my eyes in pain.

"I know Terry better than anyone else, if Terry leaves at this time, he will definitely live in regret in the future.

So stay, save everyone, save me, save yourself. "

……

……

I compromised.

Shessel and I chose to stay in the village.

I understand Shessel's thoughts, if I abandon these hundreds of villagers for her, and fail to save her life until the end, as she said, I will spend my life in regret.

This is the tenderness of that red-haired girl, and she still protects me in her way to this day.

I don't want to live up to this tenderness.

After returning to the residence, I shut myself in the studio to conduct research on the post-war magic flow extracted from the patients.

No problem, with my medical skills, I will definitely be able to develop the targeted medicine in the shortest possible time.

I encourage myself like this time and time again.

Whether it is Shessel or everyone in the village, we must save them all.

A week.

Two weeks.

One month.

Forty days have passed since Gina's death, and a total of 73 people have died in the entire village.

On this day, I finally developed a trial drug that can neutralize the post-war magic power flow.

As for the actual effect, you have to use it to know.

Before officially using the medicine, I seriously warn everyone that I cannot guarantee the effect of this medicine, and I do not rule out the possibility that the condition may worsen after taking it.

However, the villagers looked at me with only gratitude.

This year, Lake Bell was the oldest person among those infected by the plague, and he volunteered to try the medicine.

I told all the possible side effects after taking it, even so, he still smiled and said it was okay.

"If my life can contribute to the village, I am willing to contribute."

I was moved by the courage to face death calmly.

"May God Obiraki bless you."

I say.

……

……

It was June when I came to the village, and it was August when the plague happened.

And it will be November when the medicine I developed will bear fruit.

A total of 83 villagers died, an incredibly small number for a plague.

But once life is digitized, it will paralyze people's values. I remember the names and appearance of each of these 83 people in my heart, and I don't want to forget this pain.

There is still one month left in the countdown to Shessel, and now that the plague has receded, everyone is trying to get over the grief of losing their loved ones, and I sit in front of the waterfall with Shessel every day, enjoying the happy two-person time.

……

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On this December night, I couldn't sleep anyway, staring in horror at the numbers above Shessel's head, who will end her life tomorrow.

If my prediction is correct.

"Shessel, do you feel uncomfortable?"

"Healthy ones can bear you babies right away."

"Don't talk nonsense, I'm serious."

"Hehe~"

I worriedly probed her body with magic power every 10 minutes, just as she said, in that fresh life, it was astonishingly vigorous.

I couldn't feel at ease, I couldn't calm down no matter what, Shessel hugged me, stroking my back like comforting, I gradually felt a little warmth, and closed my eyes.

I don't know how long after, the sun shines into the room, I opened my eyes in a daze, and my first reaction was to look for Shessel.

But she was not in the room, and she couldn't find it anywhere, only found a letter by the pillow.

【—To my favorite Terry.

First of all, I want to say sorry. I secretly added a little sleeping pill to Terry's dinner. Forgive me for leaving. Although I really want to die in Terry's arms, Terry will definitely watch over him all night long. I.

When I think of Terry holding me in his arms and losing his voice in pain, my heart aches so badly, so I want to be alone and face death quietly.

If Terry's prophecy is wrong, then I will bounce up and down in front of you the next day, hug you, kiss you, and never be separated from you for the rest of my life.

I, who knows nothing but fighting, felt this way for the first time.

I have no regrets in my life. From the moment I met Terry, my life has become colorful. Thank you for accompanying me through such a wonderful journey.

The only pity is that until the end, I didn't hear Terry say that he likes me.

If we can meet tomorrow, can you tell me that you like me?
If only I could hear it.

It would be great if... she could become Terry's bride.

Just write it here.

So, Terry, see you tomorrow. 】

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It didn't know when it snowed outside the window, and when I ran on the snow, there was a thick puffing sound under my feet.

I frantically ran all the way towards the waterfall. Shessel must be there, squatting on the stone as usual, staring at the waterfall in a daze.

The villagers I passed greeted me friendly, and I had no time to respond to them.

Strong anxiety swept my heart, and in fear, I came to the waterfall like this.

The original lush grassland was covered with white snow, like a huge salt pond, with pale snow in sight.

The surrounding trees were damaged and fell crookedly to the ground. Amidst the snow, a bright red flower bloomed coldly.

The red hair was scattered, and the dark red blood glued the originally beautiful long hair together. Her wide red pupils lost their former expressions and stared blankly at the sky.

I wish she could blink.

There were countless stab wounds all over her body, and a big hole was cut in the girl's chest. I could even peek through the hole to see the snow on the ground that had already been dyed red.

She just lay quietly in the snow, as beautiful as an eternal and peerless painting.

In an instant, the blood in my whole body seemed to freeze, and I approached tremblingly, when Shessel's face paler than snow came into my eyes.

I was consumed by a feeling called despair.

……

……

Shessel is dead.

was killed.

I hugged her body and lay in the snow for three days and three nights.

During the period, some villagers came to look for us. As for how they behaved when they saw this tragic situation, and how I let them go, I can't remember at all.

Her mind was blank, like the icy snow covering her body.

I don't want to think about anything, and I desperately long for her to take me to the nether world of nothingness.

Somewhere around, the space began to tear and twist, and then a figure stepped out.

"You're the one behind it?" he said.

I fell on deaf ears.

Until he attacked me, I hugged Shessel and moved away, gently placed her on the snow, and mechanically turned my head to look at the man.

"It was you... who killed Shessel?"

For the first time, I felt that my voice was so hoarse and ugly, as dry as the Jurabi Desert in the north of the mainland.

"The little girl with the red hair? Yes."

"why?"

"You actually asked why, we did everything possible to use the plague to drive away all the villages within a thousand miles, but in such a small village, someone actually produced a potion that can resist the plague.

I wonder how such a girl, Pianzi, can understand such medical knowledge. It seems that you are the one who actually makes the medicine. "

"Your target is me?"

"My goal is to kill the person who made the potion."

He let out a conceited and unruly laugh, and while talking to me made me relax my vigilance, the hand behind my back had already begun to brew magic.

It's so stupid, how could I not see such a clumsy method.

But when I saw the energy body containing the black and purple aura attacking me, my expression suddenly became serious, and I covered my whole body with a magic shield.

"Plague magic...you are a member of the Azathoth religion."

"Hey... This surprises me. You actually know plague magic. Who are you?"

I didn't answer his question, any words no longer made sense, and I gradually understood the truth of the matter.

The cause of the plague was not me and Shessel at all. From the very beginning, there was no post-war magic flow in us.

Azathothism is a cult in the Western Continent. It believes in the God of Plague. It spreads plagues everywhere, killing people wherever it passes, and this place is thousands of miles away from the Western Continent. I never expected to meet Azathoth here. people who teach.

No matter how good Shessel was at fighting, he was still a body of flesh and blood. Fighting the plague with flesh and blood would have been almost impossible if he hadn't possessed overwhelming crushing strength.

Stronger than Shessel, but also ended up in a tragic death situation.

Looking at the tragic situation of Shessel in my arms, I reproduced in my mind the scene of her being tortured to death alone fighting late at night, and a majestic killing intent sprouted in my heart.

This is the first time in my life that I want to kill someone so much.

My combat power is indeed not as good as Shessel's. In a head-to-head confrontation, I will definitely lose to that powerful red-haired girl.

But if the opponent is a person taught by Azathoth.

My plague immunity is his biggest nemesis.

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……

On the snow-white ground, there were countless pieces of red meat scattered. The pieces of meat were wriggling non-stop. When I used light magic to cover them all, the air was filled with horrible screams, and the pieces of meat were burned until they were annihilated. .

The whole body was chopped into 501 pieces of minced meat. Because of the characteristics of the plague magician, as long as the heart remains complete, it can regenerate continuously. I deliberately kept the heart intact and burned the other pieces of meat from day to night, and then from night to night. daytime.

It wasn't until I exhausted all my magic power that at the last moment, I burned all the flesh in his body, leaving nothing left.

In exchange, there is endless emptiness.

So what?
Shessel is already dead, and a dead person cannot be brought back to life. This is a truth that a three-year-old child understands.

After losing Shessel, I became a shell without a soul. When the meaning of my life is deprived, what is the reason for my existence.

Can't find it.

I can't find it anywhere.

As the days passed, Shessel's body had already begun to stink, but I was unwilling to let her go. I sat in a daze in front of the waterfall all day and all night, without eating or drinking, and only relying on magic power to maintain my body. life.

I didn't realize the change of seasons until the following spring, when the Shessel in my arms was completely boneless and pink petals were falling from the big tree beside me.

I actually sat here all winter.

Incredibly, there is no sense of reality.

I looked at my already bony arms, and gently stroked Shessel's bones.

"Look, we're the same."

Shessel couldn't answer me.

It's okay, I can hear you.

She is laughing at me.

The smile is as cute as ever.

After thinking for a long time, an idea sprouted in my heart.

It may take ten years, 20 years, or even longer to accomplish that.

I am going to the Western Continent to completely destroy the Azathoth Cult that took Shessel away from me.

Azathothism has millions of believers all over the western continent, maybe I will never welcome the day when it is completely annihilated.

But I have to do it, I want to do it.

Slaughter those millions of people and send them to the underworld to be summoned back and forth by Shessel.

...Well, this kind of talk is just an excuse.

I wanted an excuse to keep myself alive, and I couldn't give up the life that Shessel was desperately protecting.

The only thing that can drive me to live now is revenge.

I want the millions of believers, and the entire Azathoth religion, to be buried with them.

Even if it didn't bring Shessel back to me, I could only keep the hatred growing inside of me.

……

……

When the cherry blossoms are in full bloom, I stand in front of the waterfall. Shessel's bones are buried under the big tree. She likes to look at the scenery here the most.

No matter how reluctant I am, I can't take her away.

She has walked enough, I don't want her to live a life of shelter and shelter with me, it's time to rest.

"Shessel, I'm leaving. I'm sorry to leave you here alone. When I destroy the Azathoth Cult and come back from the Western Continent, I will accompany you."

"I have made a lot of venison jerky for you. I have improved the recipe. The taste should be better. I don't know if you are used to it."

"I'm sorry, I won't let you die as promised, I failed to fulfill the agreement with you."

"I'm really sorry."

"One more thing. I haven't been able to tell you that I like you. In fact, I don't know how to express it to you. I can't be as frank as you. It would be great if I could bravely say it at that time."

"Now I'm leaving, but I still can't tell you the word I like it."

"Don't get me wrong, I don't hate you, it's just that I am not qualified to say that kind of thing to you now. When I come back from the Western Continent, I will come down to find you and tell you every day until you get tired of it.

Until then, I will never let go of you again. "

"It's almost time to say goodbye, Shessel. The three years I spent with you were really... the happiest time in my life."

"Thank you, it was great to meet you."

"One day, we will meet again."

"Then... I'm leaving, my beloved."

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What is life?

Born, grow up, experience meeting, experience parting.

Experience joy, experience sorrow.

Finally, ushered in death.

For me, the rest of my life is nothing but revenge.

Sarah... let's go on a journey.

Let the raging fire of hatred in my heart burn throughout the entire Western Continent.

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(Finish)

　Finish spreading flowers!
　　If the ending part is to be expanded, there are actually many details and events that can be written in the middle, such as the life of the newcomer, the interaction with various villagers, the specific actions of the villain, and even a month before the death of the heroine. All kinds of sweet life, compared with the tragedy of the ending, the effect may be better that way.

　　However, considering the number of words, only some important scenes are kept. It can only be said to be a product of a detailed outline, so that everyone can know the ins and outs of the ending of this story.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)