Chapter 391: The Worst Compatibility

Do you want to live now? Or do you want to die?

Filaret La Volgograd slowly hardened her black eyes and said those words to the girl in front of her. Those were extremely outrageous words, words that shouldn’t be used in everyday life.

However, the reason why she chose such words even though she was aware of her rudeness was because of her unmistakable kindness.

After all, Filaret had heard everything about Leu from her upbringing to the present. From none other than her sleeping mouth.

Filaret’s thought-guiding magic could “touch” the consciousness of even sane people during normal times. Therefore, it was easy for her to penetrate the brains of those who were deeply asleep and draw out a few words.

However, she couldn’t drag everything out. Still, it was quite useful.

Because of this, Filaret asked Leu honestly.

「Right now, I can use magic to make you die as if you were sleeping. All you have to do is sleep as if you were wrapped in golden sheets…If you become a demonic being, I might have to forcefully cut off your head.」

Filaret thought it would be cowardly to hide those words. Everything that needed to be said had to be said.

Besides, Leu was actually smarter than she thought. Leu wasn’t that knowledgeable. However, her ability to understand things was above average. It seemed that she was fully aware that an unfamiliar evil being was living inside her. If so, she would understand the meaning of what she had conveyed.

What are you deciding? As soon as Filaret asked that question, she felt a convulsion-like pain around her heart. A hard weight fell in Filaret’s stomach.

Filaret thought that Lugis probably brought Leu back because he wanted to save her. When she learned for a fact that the girl was living with a demonic being, she felt infinite anger and pity. And she wasn’t the only one who felt that way. That’s probably why Lugis asked her to treat Leu.

However, it was impossible.

There was no problem with her injured right arm. The powerful magic had penetrated to a surprising degree, perhaps due to the magical devilish being’s unique ability to adapt. There weren’t many people who could survive such powerful magic.

However, by touching Leu’s soul through her wound, and a part of the magical devilish being, Filaret understood her condition better than anyone else did. The magical devilish being called Jewel and Leu’s soul. They were now irreplaceably intertwined.

For example, if mud was mixed into fresh water, was it possible to turn it back into pure water?

It could be possible if you had enough time and effort to accomplish it. However, every corner of Leu’s soul was about to be invaded by that demonic being.

There wasn’t enough time left for her to go back.

In that case, was that thing using her as a prank, thus causing her suffering? Would that be her salvation in the end? Or letting her sleep peacefully forever would be a form of salvation?

Filaret desperately suppressed the clenching of her own teeth. She was trying to do the worst thing.

If Leu was just a demonic being, if she was just a threat to them all. Filaret would’ve never had such feelings.

Ah, if there was such a thing as God, why did he create things that were so unfortunate? At times, it seemed like making people unhappy was a means to make them cling to God.

This child suffered excruciating hardships and tried to live for others without thinking of herself. What kind of a joke was this kind of result? Why did have to end like this?

Filaret looked at Leu, trying not to show the bitterness that was oozing out from her expression. Her red eyes were staring straight at her.

「…May I ask you one question? 」

Filaret nodded in response to the girl’s question. She felt something disgusting crawling down her throat. The only thing the girl asked was, were those people saved?

「You mean the people who were captured? Well, not everyone. But there are some who have been saved.」

At least I should thank you. Filaret frankly said so. It was a clear fact. If Leu hadn’t helped at that time, most of the captured humans might have been trampled and turned into meat. Even if those monsters let them live, they would’ve suffered even more terrible fate.

After hearing Filaret’s words, Leu showed a smile on her face for the first time. Filaret wouldn’t say she was someone carefree, but she finally showed a childlike expression. Frustrated, Filaret raised the corner of her mouth slightly.

Leu said as if to respond to her previous question.

「Then…it doesn’t matter anymore. If I was able to help those people, then my painful life had meaning.」

On that moment. There was a distinct sound of the thread that was calming Filaret’s heart being cut.

Filaret was expecting Leu to say that she didn’t want to die.

There was no way she would say she wanted to die. That’s why Filaret was trying to convince herself that she couldn’t kill her.

As a result, endless self-loathing swirled in her heart. This child was forced to prepare for death and accept it. Filaret wanted to strangle her ugly neck right here.

Why? Even though Leu had a demonic being inside her, she was still a young child. There was no way that she would have the determination to endure the arrows of unjust fate, nor the will to take up the sword and face the stormy waves of hardship.

Those who could do that could be honored. They could sparkle like gold. But what about those who couldn’t do that? Ah, hadn’t Filaret thought the same thing before?

The child named Leu was just surviving. She was just working hard.

Unknowingly, Filaret narrowed her black eyes and turned towards Leu. Then, she took a step closer. Just far enough for her to reach out and touch Leu.

Filaret felt Leu lightly jump her shoulders. Her thin neck was even trembling. Filaret could see the fear of death in her red eyes.

But Leu didn’t try to run away. She didn’t even look away from her.

Filaret approached Leu with her fingers in a relaxed manner. Then, she wrapped her hands around Leu’s trembling shoulders. The surroundings shook at the edge of her vision, but she paid no attention to them.

「…I’m sorry, really. I said the wrong thing. How is death supposed to be something happy? There’s no way a worthless God who can’t make even one child happy will take care of that child in the afterlife.」

Filaret was aware that her voice was shaking. She could clearly see that her emotions, which she was desperately trying to tie up with rough ropes, were no longer suppressed.

Filaret La Volgograd was a woman who valued reason but was also irrational.

What was in front of her was an unmistakable host for that demonic being. At any moment, the enemy of the human species might roar out from within the cracks. If she were to think rationally, she would choose to save many people in exchange for the life of one girl named Leu.

But Filaret couldn’t do that. Even if the opponent was a demonic being in the form of a child, she couldn’t sacrifice an innocent child to the merciless sea.

「As long as you’re alive…yes, as long as you’re alive, I’m sure the day will come when you can finally say that you’ve lived a meaningful life. What can you accomplish if you’re dead? So…put your hand down. Eldith.」

Filaret spoke with a piercing tone as she held Leu’s small shoulders, which were still trembling. Leu seemed to be sobbing. Filaret’s dark eyes scanned the surroundings of the bedroom.

At the same time, the surroundings shook. The Spirited Arts peeled off its structure and let the figure of the blue-eyed appear. Eldith, the Queen of the Elves, came out from a place where there was nothing. Her blue eyes were small and distorted.

「You’re making a mistake, Filaret. You could die for that pity. I really hate that kind of sentimentality in you humans.」

「Would you say the same thing to your own child? If your child were to become a slave to a demonic being, you would just say, oh, that was unfortunate. The only person who can sacrifice someone is a person who has never lost anything in life, Eldith.」

Black and blue. The space suddenly lost its life as the two colors meshed together. On one hand, a caster of Battlefield Magic, on the other hand, the blessed child of the great Spirited Arts.

They were no longer inferior to heroes. Something was howling every time their eyes intertwined.

Magical power emerged from Filaret’s fingertips, and the blessings of the Spirited Arts poured into Eldith’s skin. The air was caught in this agonizing torrent of magic.

On this very moment.

「…I’m shocked. Both humans and elves have become such a mess. People called me a barbarian since I’m not much of a pacifist. Can’t you be a little quieter while I’m asleep?」

Not Filaret, not Eldith, not even Leu. A different voice echoed.

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Well, I understand Filaret’s feelings, but I’m sure if she made the right choice…right now, that wasn’t Leu’s voice but…that other evil thing…Let’s hope she doesn’t regret her choice.

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