Otome Game no Heroine de Saikyou Survival-Chapter 218.3

The bone demon screamed out, blood spurted out from both my arms as well, and the {Iron Rose} was forcibly released. However, the bone demon, which had fallen to pieces and was about to disintegrate, smiled a distorted smile and began to gather all the spreading miasma from its body and pull it in its open mouth.

Currently, I could not lose. But then the sound of the wind breaking in my ears reached me.

“You lose, demon.”

Zugan!!!

[GAAAAAAH!!!]

At that moment, Nero’s {claw strike} that flew in blew away the demon’s jaw.

“Haaaaaaaaah!!!”

I, who was about to run out of magic power, held up my dagger with my arm that was spurting blood from my capillaries, and while falling to the ground like a tangled mess, I thrust the blade at the demon’s face.

“Destroy it–!”

Gish–!

The bone demon that had received my “spirit” attack cracked, and from there it crumbled like a burnt bone and disappeared.

At the same time, the bodies of the residents who had been wriggling dried up and crumbled away, and as if to signal the end, the dark clouds cleared and the gentle moonlight shone down on us.

***

The demon of bones was destroyed. I, too, had left vigilance in Nero’s hands and taken a nap, which enabled me to recover to some extent, even if I could not fight a full-scale battle.

The faces of the town’s inhabitants were also gloomy. It was only natural, since the situation had come to this. There were no living people in the lord’s mansion, and this town, which had been closed off, would now be full of “strangers”. Whether this will cause the residents of this town to become [jealous] again is not for me to know.

“…”

I saw the girl who was staring at me at that time. Even if it was the undead that attacked them, there must be people who resent me for “killing” their friends.

Still, the girl looked at me, averted her gaze slightly, bowed her head slightly, and ran to a man who seemed to be her father.

“…Humans are not that weak.”

Nero, who had been outside the town, sidled up to me as I walked out of town.

“Thank you. I would have lost without you.”

I lightly hug Nero’s neck with my arms that still don’t move properly, and his tentacles lightly caress my cheek.

“…Any sign of the demon?”

–No–

As far as Nero could see, there was no sign of the devil around here anymore. He thought the being that showed him the dream was different from the bone demon, but was that also a bone demon’s ability? Or had it given up and fled…

First, for the sake of this town’s recovery, I returned to Elena’s place to report. As it was, I jumped on Nero’s back, and as I turned my attention to the town for the last time, I remembered something I had forgotten.

“…Where is Colette?”

***

The chapel of the Holy Church in the Royal City. Last year, the temple was destroyed by fire due to an incident, and currently a new temple is being built with donations from devout believers and the royal family.

However, to fill the holes in the lost temple and personnel, many of the administrators, including the temple director, have been staying overnight, even though they have residences in the royal capital.

“…I am.”

The living quarters behind the chapel. In his room given to him there, Nathaniel woke up in the middle of the night, limp and soft and warm, unable to comprehend his situation for a moment.

As the grandson of the head of the temple, Nathaniel had been given the status of a priest, but because he was a nobleman, he had been given a large room away from the other priests. Naturally, the interior was of a higher quality than the other rooms, but the unusual “warmth” of the room where he had laid his head made him open his eyes again.

“…Licia?”

“Have you woken up? Nathaniel?”

Nathaniel was on his knees in bed with a girl he called Licia.

He remembered that she had visited him last night, accompanied by one of her maids. Nathaniel, however, has been feeling tired and fatigued daily, and his current appearance is as gaunt as if he had been “drained of his energy.

“…I had a scary dream. The girl with the peach-colored hair… stuck a blade in my face…”

The girl gently stroked Nathaniel’s cheek, as if remembering the content of the “dream” and showing his frightened face.

“Don’t worry…there is no one here to be afraid of. Sleep a little longer… you have an important ‘role’ to play.”

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“Yes…Licia.”

Nathaniel falls asleep again, relieved by the girl’s smile, but he seems to be growing weaker with each sleep. What was on the girl’s face as she stroked his cheek was not a look of concern, but a smile of amusement.

“…Do your best for me until the end.”

Behind the girl who whispered this in Nathaniel’s ear, a pure white-haired Colette in a maid’s outfit was smiling a devilish smile that split right down to her ear.