Reincarnated as a goblin, but her mother is a white-haired elf?

Bernard's voice echoed across the empty battlefield, filled with heart-wrenching despair.

Please!

His eyes were bloodshot as he watched his men engage in a frenzied battle, the air thick with the stench of blood.

Under the moonlight, the silver armor gleamed with a cold light, but it could not conceal Bernard's inner helplessness.

"team leader"

Casillas stared blankly at Bernard, completely unprepared for his captain's tactic.

"Oh"

However, when faced with Gluttony's deep gaze, Bernard seemed to have all his strength drained away.

His lips trembled as he tried to find a reason that could convince the other person.

But Binge-eating simply gave a curt "Oh," as if he wasn't interested in Bernard's pleas.

"So, why did you blow away the red mist?"

The voice of Gluttony drifted through the night sky like a ghost, each word like a sharp knife piercing Bernard's heart.

"Why did you come over?"

"Now that you've come this far, shouldn't you be prepared?"

"I"

Bernard opened his mouth, unsure how to answer.

consciousness?

Doesn't he have it?

Don't they have any?

She didn't want to die in such a humiliating way, but was it for him, or for the excuses they gave her?

Do not!

Just as Bernard was about to say something, the sound of Gluttony echoed in his ears.

"So, you rushed in without any preparation?"

The voice was pleasant to the ear, yet carried a barely perceptible hint of anger.

"Rushing in with the intention of killing its master, weren't you prepared to be killed yourself?"

The gluttony remains unresolved in the owner's memory.

When you unleash murderous intent on someone, when you rush forward and want to kill them.

That means you've made up your mind.

I was prepared to be killed.

But what is the person in front of me doing?

What did you do?

Binge covered her head, a complex mix of emotions swirling in her mind.

She slowly stretched out her hand, her fingers slender and long, as if they contained some kind of mysterious power.

"Since you want to change..."

She spoke softly, each word seemingly carrying a kind of magic, making the surrounding air freeze.

A glutton's lips curled up slightly, an expression of pleasure.

"Then let's give it a try!" she said softly, tapping her finger lightly.

The next moment, a pure blood mist emerged from her fingertips, so thick it was almost dripping with water.

It drifted slowly toward Bernard and then merged into his forehead.

"Aaaaaaah!"

The instant that wisp of pure red mist merged into Bernard's mind, a heart-wrenching scream erupted from his mouth.

His body was writhing and rolling on the ground in agony, as if he were experiencing unspeakable pain.

"team leader!"

Cassie wanted to go up, but the unbearable hunger was almost taking over his body, leaving him with no strength to go up.

They could only lie on the ground, watching the iron-willed man who had always stood in front of them, who hadn't shed a tear or uttered a sound even with his abdomen pierced through, writhing and rolling on the ground in pain.

Bernard's screams echoed through the forest, a mournful and desperate sound, as if a call from the depths of hell.

How could this be? What kind of pain could make the captain let out such a piercing scream?

"you"

Nakashi wanted to say something more, but was pinned down by Randolph, who pounced on him with red eyes.

"Randolph, wake up!"

Cassie covered Randolph's mouth, not wanting to hurt him, but seemingly trying to wake him up.

"Hungry"

However, it was no use. Seeing this, Cassie looked at Gluttony with pleading eyes.

"Please—"

"Ah ha"

Binge eating might be due to boredom, he yawned and explained:

"It's no use, I can't undo it now."

As for why, is there an explanation?

She didn't know, perhaps out of boredom, or perhaps because she had developed a slight interest in the human who stood in front of her and stared directly at her.

Surprisingly, I stared into her eyes for so long at such close range.

Perhaps the young knight before us is qualified.

How could that be?

Cassie looked utterly desperate.

He could tell that gluttony hadn't lied to her.

Or, in a situation where killing them would be as easy as turning one's hand, or even ignoring them would result in death, there would be no need to lie at all.

In fact, it does.

Both the monarch and she are in a bad situation now.

Gluttony and vows are inherently contradictory.

Just like good and evil, kindness and wickedness, ice and fire.

The Seven Sins and the Seven Virtues.

I'm currently reading the error-free version! This is the first time I've published this novel.

They could never coexist.

But it happened right before my eyes.

Binge eating didn't have any thoughts on this.

After all, he is the master.

but!

The seal and ancient runes had already suppressed her to a great extent.

However, the sudden "oath" shattered all of this.

Everything was made into a mess.

Her gluttonous urges are an outward manifestation of her current poor condition.

But none of that is the most important thing. The most important thing is that the master's consciousness has fallen into a deep sleep for some unknown reason.

And there was no sign of him waking up.

This is very dangerous.

This is also one of the reasons why binge eating occurred and took over Ye Yan's body.

"Aaaaaah!"

Binge eating while covering his head.

"Time is running out!"

The moment she finished speaking, a faint red mist spread from her body.

With each step forward, a red lotus blooms.

Like an angel.

But in Bernard's eyes, he was like a vengeful ghost.

Staring at Gluttony's disappearing figure, he could only curl up on the ground and roll around, letting out painful howls.

"Ahhhhh!"

A thousand swords piercing the heart, skin and tendons torn apart?

This kind of pain is nothing compared to what she is experiencing now.

He could clearly feel that every cell in his body was screaming and fighting.

It was as if every cell in his body had grown a mouth, tearing and devouring the cells around him.

All of this pain would rush into his mind at once.

Only now did he truly understand the terror of the elf cub before him.

That might be someone he could never catch up to, no matter how hard he tried in his life.

At the same time, he understood what the choice the elf cub had told him was all about.

Is it worth sacrificing your own life for your subordinates, even if it means eternal damnation in hell?

If this were in a picture book, perhaps it would depict a virtuous knight who speaks of the goodness of humanity and then selflessly sacrifices himself.

But this is not a picture book; it is reality.

Faced with the excruciating pain of a torn brain, who can make the right decision?

No, who can say that the choice was wrong?

So, am I wrong again?

Hasn't he done enough for his subordinates?

The thought flashed through Bernard's mind.

So he made a third choice.

Make him regret his choice for the rest of his life.

This choice, however, led to the creation of the Crimson Knight, who would later be feared by all.

It is a vengeful ghost wandering in the Shen Yun Forest.

In the words of a time traveler, it's like a random wild boss.

...(End of this chapter)