Ohanabatake no Maousama

What seemed to be the consequences of Sanatria's injury, but once again the situation began to take his place. Or rather, it should be a battlefield where nobody except him can enter.

Watermelon soldiers and maids, who were fighting a short distance away, are also beginning to move away from Sanatria, feeling dangerous.

The red heat haze from Sanatoria's body swiftly covered the battlefield, witnessing the disappearance of allies from the battlefield. The red light, which is physiologically disgusting, erodes everything in an instant, and the watermelon farmers in it kneel so that they can wither instantly.

If you look closely, there were red spots on their whole body. A person with collective phobia must vomit on the spot, no matter how gross. Literally, it seems like you are just cursed.

"Hey ... humans are about to fight with fever, but are you just wilting? It's fun!" When Sanatoria shakes a short sword while laughing in a demonic form, the watermelon farmer can't even imitate to avoid The whole body is cut into pieces. It was no longer in battle.

"Uhhhh ... what is it? It's almost an incarnation of an evil god." "It's not a mistake."

"It's a famous story in some adventurer neighborhoods ... his mother is the priest of the sick god." Elder next to him looks worried about talking, but Gunnard has a shoulder. Shrugged. Apparently, it was better to give accurate information than to hide and sniff.

"The father is also a priest of the same god, what did he think ... It is Sanatoria that they were born with a part of the god depressed and intermingled?" There is no. It is to control the calamity by comforting the evil god and governing the disease. However, it is clearly an evil law, such as incarnation of a life with the power of God while taking on a part of the evil god.

"Wow, what's that. It's too heavy. What's that stupid? At least the source of that power is like a 6th floor or 5th grade evil god?" Speaking of the sixth floor or fifth grade, it is a deity that protects one city. Unless there is a good thing, it is a person who does not compete with humans.

`` What did the parents think about what they could do to get such an unmanageable piece of mankind? '' `` Controlling the disease by creating a child of the sick God, suffering from disease in this world He was going to make fewer humans ... of course, and soon after he was discovered, he was called to the Inquisition and literally called to God. " It seems that their thoughts are not clearly understood. Apparently, there has never been a chance to touch the horror of good intentions.

"But by the time the incident was discovered, he was already born. He couldn't be killed anymore because he was scary, because he was so godly in favor. Surely the punishment will go down. "That's not just a punishment, but one of the nations is a destructive curse. The wrath of an intermediate god is so scary.

And, after the words of Gunnard, Elder muttered Bosori.

A healthy person "But the child born in that way is unfortunate. And what kind of irony is the name?" "He was dedicated to the god of illness before he was born, and he freely manages the disease, mainly fever. At the cost of maneuvering power, the smell cannot be born in exchange for it, but ... "Gunnard stops talking and looks at Sanatoria, who annihilates the watermelon peasants and wins the victory.

"I'm really happy." "Sure, that's right." Darten laughed with a bitter grin following Gannard's gaze.

"Oh, it's over !? Don't sneak up on your own, you guys !!" He seems to be really happy as he defeats all the enemies and scatters powerful words. No, perhaps his birth is an abomination and he may be running into hedonism.

"Ah? What are you, sneak besides, is it my old story?" Carrot "Uruse, bastard. Kokkun with the signs of sickness." Come here with the light on. Elder screamed and stepped back one step, irresistible from the curse of illness.

"I'm tired. I'll leave the rest to you. The body is about to reach its limit. It's a bit too burdensome for humans to handle." Call out in a light tone. Then Sanatoria exhaled greatly. At that moment, the red light covering his body disappears.

"Well ... Well, I'll leave it to you .... I'll ... sleep a little ..." I closed my eyes, and Gannad and Elder hugged Sanatoria's body as she fell asleep.

While watching such a situation, Darten murmurs alone in a heart that can not be heard by anyone. ――Well, do you do a job like God after a long absence?

As he gathers clean light in his hand, he begins to cleanse the place contaminated by the curse. In the light of the light, the Son of the Evil God entered for a short rest.