A dull longsword and a heartbroken villager

Angelia, her face covered in blood and dust, suddenly sat down on the ground.

Her body is immortal, but that doesn't mean her stamina is limitless.

Angelia was exhausted after experiencing so much in just one day.

After killing her own father, she was completely exhausted and sat down abruptly.

She hated this scumbag so much, but she never fantasized about killing Qasim with her own hands.

The feeling of killing one's own father is very complex, extremely complex.

However, if Bray is going to kill Qasim, it's better to do it myself.

Moreover, she did not want Qasim to touch his mother again.

He has hurt his mother enough.

Now... everything should be over.

However, just when Angelia thought everything was over, Bray frowned.

A moment later, to Angelia's astonishment, Bray's sword slashed fiercely at Qasim.

The matter is not over yet.

"What are you doing!" Angelia shouted instinctively, wondering why Bray would attack a person who was about to die.

“He’s not dead yet,” Bray replied casually.

"Swoosh!" Kasim's old-man-like body was chopped into pieces by Bray.

It's not bloody because there's no blood at all.

This plant-based body withers immediately after being chopped up.

The rustling sound was like dry plants being crushed.

"I am Kasim!! I am the great noble mage! Hahahahahaha!!!" A child's voice rang out.

There was no one in front of Bray.

"What's that?" Angelia pointed to a small black ball in mid-air.

In the center of that black sphere was an eye and a mouth, and on either side were strange little hands.

And this thing is about the size of a fist.

“It’s the real body.” After saying that, Bray once again swung his sword at the black sphere.

This thing is Qasim, or rather, it is something that thinks it is Qasim.

This is what Jonathan pulled out of that grave, from Qasim's decaying corpse.

An incomplete "ghost" mixed with fragments of memory.

After losing the old man's body, the black ball flew upwards, emitting a chilling laugh all the way.

"Hahaha!! I am Kasim, how could you hit me!" The black ball ignored the mine attack and laughed arrogantly.

Bray's sword pierced straight through the black sphere and missed.

Kasim moved swiftly through the air and soon arrived directly above the beautiful woman.

“Kassim…” the beautiful woman murmured.

"Hahaha, that's right, I am Qasim, I am Qasim."

"And you are my wife!"

The black ball seemed to have lost some kind of limiter, laughing incessantly, clearly in a state of emotional out of control.

"I want to live forever! I don't want to go back to my grave!"

"I don't want to sleep forever!" the black ball exclaimed, opening its mouth.

The next second, the black ball expanded like a balloon, but its hands remained strangely unchanged.

The black ball's mouth grew enormous, swallowing the beautiful woman whole.

Just before the black ball swallowed the beautiful woman, tears welled up in her slightly open eyes.

However, at the same time, a smile of liberation appeared on his face.

Angelia keenly noticed the single tear her mother shed, her mouth slightly open, reaching out as if to grasp something.

But Angelia was unable to catch anything.

"Snap!" The black ball swallowed the beautiful woman's upper body whole, leaving only the huge rosebud-like lower body.

"Hahaha, hahaha!!!" The black ball licked its tongue, and the rosebud was completely empty.

Angelia stared blankly at everything before her, tears streaming down her face, completely disregarding her master's wishes.

My mother is dead.

After enduring more than a hundred years of suffering, he was eaten alive by Qasim.

The huge rosebuds quietly bloomed.

What a beautiful rose!

However, it withered after blooming for only a few seconds.

Angelia's long golden hair turned yellow and then the girl's skin became wrinkled.

The mother died, and Angelia, who was connected to the mother, naturally lost her vitality as well.

Immortality? No, Angelia is no longer immortal; she will soon die of old age.

She realized all of this, but her crying wasn't because she was about to die.

The reasons for shedding tears are complicated.

Grief, relief... and reluctance.

“I’m sorry… our family matters seem a bit too complicated.” Angelia choked up, but didn’t feel ashamed of her appearance.

“Yes, it’s too complicated.” Bray looked at the black sphere laughing maniacally at the withered giant rose, and he knew that what Jonathan had created would not be so easily destroyed.

But what was Jonathan thinking?

Is it simply a matter of wanting to see a family tragedy?

No, Jonathan said he wanted to see just how insane human greed could be, and how far people could lose their minds.

What a pointless motive.

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The black ball did nothing else; after devouring the beautiful woman, it went into a frenzy.

"I am the immortal Qasim!"

"I am a noble mage!"

"I am the greatest researcher!"

Black Ball spoke fluently in various languages, its little hands waving erratically.

All of this is enough to show that what's in front of us is completely devoid of reason.

“He is no longer my father.” Angelia trembled as she raised her withered arm and touched the tears.

Her voice became hoarse, and her breath became very weak.

"He was never your father in the first place."

“It’s something else,” Bray said.

"..."

“Really?” Angelia paused, then said that Qasim wasn’t her father because “he ate her mother.”

But Bray said that Qasim is not Angelia, but literally means it.

“So it wasn’t like that from the beginning,” Angelia said.

“If you think he is… he could be, he inherited all of Qasim’s memories.” Bray hesitated before continuing.

“No, there’s no need… In every respect, he can no longer be considered my father.” Angelia smiled, her hoarse voice tinged with self-mockery.

“He’s nothing but a monster,” she said softly.

The black sphere in front of me is nothing but a monster.

"Hahahaha!!!" The black ball grabbed a handful of stones, put them in its mouth and chewed on them, then burst into laughter.

"Ya ya ha ha!!!" The thing continued to grow larger without anyone noticing.

It has more and more eyes and mouths on its body.

Ugly and hideous, it was practically a materialization of Qasim's inner self.

Such an ugly thing exists on a rose that remains beautiful even when withered.

"You're an adventurer, aren't you?" Angelia suddenly asked.

“Yes, I am,” Bray replied simply.

"Then I'll post a commission for you here, it doesn't matter if it doesn't go through the guild, right?"

“Go ahead and say it,” Bray said.

"Slaying this monster is that simple."

"As for compensation, I can give you anything you want." Angelia's voice grew increasingly hoarse.

“This one will do…” Bray bent down and removed the hair ornament from Angelia’s head.

The hair accessory is light red overall, with petals woven from fabric that look as if they were alive.

The few strands of golden tassels hanging down added a touch of nobility.

Bray solemnly put the headdress into his pouch.

Since he accepted the payment, it meant he had accepted Angelia's request.

Without a union acting as a go-between, it was a private job.

"Thank you." Angelia thanked Bray after seeing that he had only taken a headdress.

"What are you thanking me for?"

“No, it’s nothing.” Angelia shook her head.

After hearing Angelia say that, Bray turned to face the black ball.

“You look happier,” Bray asked loudly, staring at the black ball with dead fish eyes.

The black ball, noticing Bray's voice, drew all eyes to him.

Countless eyes may be captivating, but none can compare to a single eye.

"Who are you?" the black ball asked in confusion.

Despite having been annihilated by Bray not long ago, Kasim acted as if he had completely forgotten about Bray.

"And who are you?" Bray asked back.

"I am Qasim, the great noble mage!"

“Yes, yes, I am a nobleman. How dare you, a commoner, speak to me like that?” Black Ball said in a serious tone, drawing out the last syllable of his voice.

However, given its comical appearance, it's impossible to be serious about it.

"This is my home."

"I'm immortal now! My research is complete, and I have unlimited time to do whatever I want," the black sphere continued.

"Are you really immortal?" Bray said, the cold glint of his sword already shining on the black ball.

"Of course, I'm immortal!" the black ball said confidently.

"I ate my immortal wife, so I will also become immortal."

"Feel the surging life force within me! Hahaha, surging life force!" the black ball shouted excitedly.

Judging from his tone, it seemed as if eating the beautiful woman was the right choice.