A Former Child Soldier Who Uses a Magic Sword Wants to Live with an Older Sister of a Former Enemy Executive - Chapter 109

• Chapter 109 : The seeds of curse sprout two threats.

It was the time of the night when everyone was asleep.

Clouds gathered in the night sky, and a gentle rain drizzled down.

The blend of humidity and darkness thickened the shadow of malice that hung over the world.

Much like the so-called new Demon King Subjugation Party, which was nothing more than a plundering force.

With the enigmatic enchantress Nephthys by his side, the Hero Reid’s march pressed on.

His once-prized sword, now chipped and worn, was enveloped in a sinister, mist-like aura.

It glowed a reddish-black hue, with a peculiar, watery sheen.

This sword, infused with an eerie vitality from reaping lives, continuously whispered to Reid.

—One for justice, two for peace, three for the tranquility of the world.

This song, gently woven for Raid’s ears, was potent enough to deeply affect his mind, which was already tainted by the poison of madness.

Ever since he began hearing these words, his eyes had sunken, his body had grown emaciated, and he now exuded an unsettling aura.

His skin had become darkened with blood and soot, and much of his hair had fallen out.

[Reid-sama, your “purification” of the village earlier was truly splendid.] (Nephthys)

[……] (Reid)

[To think you were able to make my power your own so easily… Only you could do that, Reid-sama. Throughout history, countless legends of heroes exist everywhere, but none could compare to someone like you.] (Nephthys)

[I’m only doing what I’m meant to do… There are far too many corrupt souls in this world. Did you see the people of that last village? While I’m struggling through this desperate journey, they were celebrating their annual festival? What an eyesore. Nothing but fools who only thought about themselves. Just being alive, they carry such heavy sins. What is the government even doing? They should ban such nonsense right away.] (Reid)

[??Yes, indeed. Yes, yes, there is no error in your judgment, Reid-sama. However… When there are many who cannot comprehend such righteousness, it makes you realize just how out of control this world is.] (Nephthys)

[You truly understand, Nephthys… The people I’ve killed so far are nothing but the indolent, those who sleep through life without striving for peace or progress. Even if they had continued living, they would’ve just kept piling on their sins without realizing it. By stopping them before that, I’ve done the world a favor, and they get a shorter sentence in hell—It’s a win-win, really. Hahaha…] (Reid)

During their journey, Reid had fully awakened to his love of murder.

His initial purpose had become entirely hollow, and he now spent each day turning his blade toward anything he deemed impure before him.

This included not only monsters and bandits but even innocent villagers and traveling merchants.

Since meeting Nephthys, his behavior has only gotten worse.

??No, it was this woman who drove him further into darkness.

While chuckling to herself, she found pleasure in seeing the world descend into chaos.

A tremendous amount of “curses” had accumulated within Reid’s mind and body.

These curses made Reid a kind of gravitational field, attracting various grudges and malevolent spirits—a singularity made manifest.

?That justice of yours is nothing but hatred.?(Sebek)

The words Sebek had once thrown at him were ironically brought to fruition by Nephthys’s influence.

What drove Reid now was hatred born of twisted justice and a deep-seated distrust of humanity.

This hatred had become a great curse upon the world, spreading to all around him.

[Reid-sama, wouldn’t you like to become even stronger?] (Nephthys)

[Stronger, you say? Are you telling me that I have the potential to become even more powerful?] (Reid)

[Yes! There is no way your potential ends here!] (Nephthys)

[I can’t believe it… I can still grow… Fuhaha… FUHAHAHAHAHA!] (Reid)

[Yes, for you are the Hero, the one closest to divinity among humankind. The method is quite simple… Offer more of the sinners’ blood to the heavens, to the earth.] (Nephthys)

[So I just need to do more of that? But I need to defeat the Demon King soon.] (Reid)

[Reid-sama, there’s an order to all things and a proper time for everything. Now is not yet that time. Gather more power, and then, you shall possess invincible strength, eternally etching your name across this world—No, the universe!] (Nephthys)

As soon as he heard Nephthys’s words, a powerful shudder ran down Reid’s spine.

The promise of invincible power and the prospect of achieving eternal renown.

With a grin that twisted his zombie-like face, he looked up at the sky in a frenzy of delight.

A tremendous red-black aura, like that of countless vengeful spirits, poured out from him.

It seeped into the surrounding trees and rocks, corrupting them until they withered away before their eyes.

??Nature itself screamed out as it perished.

Witnessing this sight, Nephthys looked deeply satisfied.

A grand act of terrorism, born from the pleasure of wielding Major Sorcery.

It was gradually bearing fruit.

Nephthys smiled to herself, wondering if the other being was also nearing completion.

Sure enough, her hunch was correct.

At the same time, in a different place, the seed she had sown began to sprout.

??Draped in a tattered black cloth like a cloak, Angelica wandered barefoot through the rain and thunder.

What did she feel as she continued aimlessly, stepping across the rugged, exposed earth?

She was supposed to have had a brilliant start as a noblewoman and a talented mage.

Yet, what had she become now?

Only her swollen ego and a strange, curse-like sensation clinging to her mind kept Angelica’s existence intact.

Yes, a curse.

A curse upon this world writhed inside her like a fetus.

It was precious to her.

She gently caressed her lower abdomen beneath the cloak.

But this act was not out of affection.

It was the overwhelming urge for destruction and the thrill of delight.

She thought she heard something scream within her.

As if in response, the weather got worse.

The rain that trickled down her skin transformed the pain she felt into body heat, and the thunder echoing in her ears awakened an endless fury in her mind.

All the emotions she harbored toward this world that had inflicted this fate on her — She cherished them.

What did she see at the end of it all?

— It was ”Nothingness”.

A consciousness of nothingness towards everything in this world, a longing for nothingness.

All things were impermanent, and all that prospered had to decline.

The flow of time returned everything to nothing.

Upon her resurrection, she gained the power to manipulate it.

An overwhelming euphoria consumed her.

It felt as if, through her death, she had attained omniscience and omnipotence—a sensation straight out of myth.

[This is wonderful. With this power, I don’t need anything else. Ahh, it gives me goosebumps. With this power, I can turn the world to nothing… Ahaha… AHAHAHAHAHA!] (Angelica)

Angelica laughed into the sky, her tattered cloak fluttering in the wind.

In that moment, her bare form was clearly illuminated by a flash of lightning.

The shadow at Angelica’s feet writhed like boiling water, then it spread and entwined with her body like vines or roots.

Her appearance transformed into something incredibly provocative, as if it could stir the desires of anyone who gazed upon her.

The world was about to be exposed to yet another threat.

As if to announce this, the rain intensified, and the wind rustled through the grass and trees, sending a warm, humid air across the earth.

Thunder rumbled once more.

In the darkness of the night, dark clouds were moving ominously.

It was as if the immense power of nature resonated with the madness and curses of the two, unleashing chaos throughout the area around them.