Wipe Out Everything With a Counter Attack Power of 10000000000

148. World of Happiness (1)

Clone looked at the sky slowly breaking apart.

It was clear that the world had turned upside down.

My own awareness has risen.

That was certain.

But there was still no way out of this world.

Sooo…

Clone stood tall and looked at the countless scenery and people disappearing like dust around him.

Everything was disappearing.

Even Emperor Brigitte. Belle and Hestia.

Clone glanced at everyone disappearing.

Nevertheless, there was no place in sight that was perceived as an ‘exit’ from this nightmare.

Darkness.

A world becoming dark.

“…ah.”

Clone opened his mouth blankly.

A ray of light was streaming down from the thick darkness.

-Good job. Clone.

That was Yuma’s voice.

The world of Morgue’s ＜Nightmare＞ is slowly collapsing.

As the nightmare disintegrated, memories were seeping into Clone’s mind.

Everything I had experienced before I was trapped in the nightmare was flooding into my mind.

Following the scene where Yuma kills Barbatos, the most recent scene where Yuma invades Middle-earth and kills the rest of the gods was all permeated.

And even the memory of the moment when he was attacked by Morg’s curse in ＜God of the Dangerous Mace＞.

The sense of accomplishment from destroying the nightmare was only fleeting.

The shame of not being able to even resist the curse weighed on my mind.

Yuma, who was able to participate in the clone’s image as the nightmare collapsed, spoke.

-I got through it well.

In front of Clone’s eyes, a cluster of lights appeared to converge into one point.

-Follow me.

Clone took a step into the pitch-black world.

-Now it’s time to go outside.

***

Yuma slowly opened his eyes.

Yuma’s right hand was holding Clone’s right wrist.

I slowly released the hand I was holding to enter the clone’s image.

Belle’s eyes widened at that action.

“Yu, Yuma. Is the clone okay?”

Bell’s urgent question reached Yuma’s ears. Yuma nodded her head.

“It’ll be okay.”

The road has clearly been opened.

Now all that remains is to gradually lift the fog and come out.

Yuma looked at another person trapped in a nightmare.

Hestia, a Miao swordsman and high priestess of the martial arts religion.

Now it was time to wake up Hestia.

Yuma grabbed Hestia’s wrist as she lay on the bed.

***

Hestia was smiling brightly.

“mom.”

Because his family was right in front of him.

family.

A village where all relatives live together.

Sixteen-year-old Hestia looked at the Miao woman who looked exactly like her.

Camelen.

“Take your younger siblings and pick tea leaves.”

“huh!”

Hestia answered brightly and started climbing the mountain with her younger siblings, Caerllion and Feln.

Thirteen-year-old Carlion and ten-year-old Feln did not show the slightest sign of annoyance even when they were hiking to run errands. Rather, I climbed the mountain with a bright smile on my face.

For the Miao people, forests and fields were like friends, so it may have been natural.

“sister.”

Hestia raised her head and smiled at Feln, who was looking at her intently.

“Yes, Feln.”

Feln looked exactly like Hestia, so much so that Hestia could be considered a shorter version. Scarlet hair and green eyes.

“I heard you’re learning sword skills from your father these days!”

Hestia smiled as she looked at Feln’s sparkling eyes.

Feln did not have the same passion for swordsmanship as he did.

It’s just that since she, her older sister, is learning swordsmanship, she wants to learn it too. It was a very cute complaint.

Hestia stroked Feln’s long scarlet hair.

“Felen isn’t that interested in swordsmanship, is he?”

Hestia smiled as she looked at Feln, who looked like he had been caught.

“Yeah…! But that’s it!”

The person next to him who reacted faster than Hestia to Feln’s firm answer was Carlyon.

“You’re too quick to admit it… Feln.”

“I see, hehe.”

Feln laughed at her brother Carlion’s words.

Hestia looked at Feln and opened her mouth again.

“Even if Feln is not a swordsman, he is good with his hands. He can help his mother with her work.”

Feln slowly nodded his head in agreement with Hestia’s words, but suddenly puffed out his cheeks and expressed a little dissatisfaction.

“The iron rule of the heir of the Runewood tribe! The moment a Miao who is designated as the heir of the family head turns seventeen, he must leave the village, go outside for five years, learn about this world, and then return!”

Feln held onto Hestia’s left leg with his cute body.

“Sister, you will be leaving town soon.”

Hestia lifted Feln into her princess arms.

“I have to leave. I don’t want you to leave, so are you trying to learn swordsmanship to go to Feln with me?”

At Hestia’s words, Feln nodded vigorously while being held in her arms.

“huh!”

“Feln is afraid of swords. How about learning witchcraft like your mother?”

Feln asked, raising his arms high.

“Spells…? If I learn that, will I be able to follow my sister?”

Hestia slowly shook her head at Feln’s words.

“Feln must remain in the village, and I will leave alone.”

Feln puffed out his cheeks again.

“…Sister, I hate you. I hate you. Take me down!”

Hestia walked forward while holding Feln.

Someone followed behind the three of them climbing the mountain.

That was none other than Yuma.

Of course, the three Miao people, including Hestia, did not notice the presence of Yuma, who was slowly following behind them.

Because Yuma was an entity that could not appear directly in ＜Nightmare＞.

‘Besides, Hestia’s dream is far from a nightmare.’

nightmare.

Contrary to its dictionary meaning, it was a peaceful world at first glance.

Yuma once again recalled his conversation with Legoras, a member of the join tribe who knew well about the curse.

-In the category of curses, nightmare forms are sometimes not literally nightmares at all.

-A time when I was happier than ever… Whether it is a memory of the past or a formed memory of the present. It is actually more dangerous to be trapped in happy times.

-Because recognizing that it is a dream is several times more difficult than a nightmare.

Legoras’ last words, spoken with a stern expression, left an impression on me.

-Especially the happiness of the past will be more difficult to escape.

-There must have been things in the past that you can’t get in your current situation no matter what you do. Whether it’s family… Friends or whatever. Those kinds of relationships.

Yuma was now confirming with his own eyes that what he said was correct.

Hestia’s dream proved Legoras’ words.

Hestia looked at her younger brother, Carlion.

“I picked a lot of tea leaves.”

He smiled as he saw Hestia slightly bending her knees to be at eye level with Carlion himself.

“My sister won a few while talking to Feln, so I won them.”

“I see. Hehe, when did you grow up to be so neat, my little brother?”

Sigh-

As Carlion Hestia stroked his head, his eyebrows furrowed.

“Ahh! I told you not to pat my head!”

It seemed like Carlion didn’t want to be treated like a child anymore.

“Hehehe.”

“Ugh!”

Hestia ignored Carlion’s words and patted his head a few more times before lowering her hand.

The three picked leaves until the sun slowly set.

Growling…

It was the sound of an empty stomach coming from Feln.

Hestia smiled brightly and approached Feln’s plump cheek.

“Feln, you’re hungry!”

Feln blushed at Hestia’s words. He seemed embarrassed.

“Hehe, then shall we go down now?”

Carlion grabbed a bag full of leaves and tea leaves that were classified as medicinal herbs.

“Yes, the sun will slowly set. Sister.”

It was that moment.

Coo goo goo goo goong!

Something came running fiercely from the forest.

It was a huge wild boar.

The wild boar let out a cry and rushed towards the three.

Hestia pulled out the sword strapped to her back without hesitation.

Write it!

The red sword slashed diagonally pierced the boar’s body like a thunderbolt.

The huge boar’s body slowly tilted.

Toad… !

Hestia swung the sword vertically and brushed off the blood that was on the sword.

Hestia ran towards her frozen younger siblings.

“You’re not hurt, right?”

“yes….”

In response to Hestia’s question, Feln nodded blankly.

Carlion slowly approached the dead boar.

“You got hurt and everything… I killed you before my sister attacked you.”

“Hmmmm!”

Hestia scratched the back of her head as if she was troubled.

“I didn’t bring anything that would carry a wild boar!”

Carlion said with a sigh.

“My mother gave me a subspace pouch for times like this.”

Hestia widened her eyes at Carlion’s words.

“Oh right!”

And unlike Feln’s plump cheeks, he pulled on Calion’s slim cheeks.

“uuugh!”

“As expected, Carlion is smart!”

Hestia took out a subspace bag and, with the help of Carlion, put the boar’s body into it.

It was also a custom unique to the Miao people not to put tea leaves and medicinal herbs into the subspace bag. It was also a characteristic of the Runewood tribe who tried to encourage their children to train their children even a little more physically.

“let’s go!”

The two Miao tribes followed Hestia, who shouted brightly.

And a man was following behind him.

It was Yuma whose existence they could not recognize.

‘… how.’

How can I make Hestia realize that this situation is a dream?

Yuma walked with those thoughts filling his mind.

All three had smiles on their faces as they chatted on the way down.