272. Robbery (1)
#272
“My name is Abel. “He is the leader of Nebula Clazier.”
“…Nebula Clage?”
“okay. Have you ever heard of it?”
Abel asked a question. Iril did not respond and slowly backed away. Every time his heels hit the ground his pooled blood splattered.
“Anyway it’s amazing. Who would have thought that this boring person would meet a woman and have her child? Besides it looks like she met an incredibly beautiful woman.”
Abel said with a voice full of admiration. His eyes were fixed on Iril’s face. Even though he lived for an immeasurable number of years he was by far an unrivaled beauty.
Tuk. Iril’s back hit the wall. He had nowhere else to retreat. She managed to regain her composure and opened her mouth.
“Oh I know. Nebula Clage.”
“hmm?”
“They are bad people. They are trying to destroy the empire and the world…..”
Iril dragged her tail. No matter how peaceful he lived he knew that much. Because Ronan and Schlieffen have always warned of their danger.
It was because of those villains that my beloved younger brother could not come home often. Abel scratched her head.
“They’re bad people…well it’s not wrong.”
Abel no longer followed Iril but stood in her place. The fact that he remained calm even after committing such a massacre in the heart of the system was a testament to his skill. Abel who was eating the food on the table continued speaking.
“To be exact it is not destruction but a step towards evolution. It’s similar to how a bird cracks an egg to fly. “Your stupid father didn’t understand until the end.”
“…What is your relationship with Dad?”
Suddenly Iril’s gaze landed on his face. No matter how many times I looked at them they were very similar. It seemed clear that he had some kind of connection with his father. She said as Abel played with her own silver-white hair.
She said “There’s no need to hide in this yard. “I am Cain’s twin brother.”
“Twins?”
“okay. So… in terms of human family relationships I would be your uncle.”
“It’s impossible for him to be my uncle….”
Iril’s face hardened. I never expected that my relatives would still be there.
“What is the purpose? “Why on earth are you doing this?”
My legs were still shaking but now I could talk with my eyes. I quickly looked around between questions but I couldn’t find any tools that could solve the situation. After a brief pause Abel opened her mouth.
“That’s to take you away. “It’s a long story so let’s go and talk about it in detail.”
“You’re… taking me away?”
“okay. I feel so fortunate to have found you even now. “The kid named Ronan is also special but it seems like you inherited the most dangerous of your brother’s abilities.”
“…ability?”
It was an incomprehensible sound. Abel’s expression suddenly became serious. He lifted the robe that covered her body and revealed the sword at her waist.
“Your power is dangerous Iril. You can tell just by looking at me that I have finally recognized the identities of your siblings. “If I had known sooner I would have nipped it in the bud ten years ago.”
“that….”
Iril shrugged her shoulders at the threatening tone. The whole time Abel was talking he was fiddling with the hilt of her sword as if he was going to pull it out at her at any moment. Her sleek scabbard was as white as the ivory of her own eyes. Abel turned around and came towards her.
“Then let’s go. “It won’t take long.”
“Don’t come any closer…!”
Iril quickly shook her head. But she didn’t stop Abel. He walked forward with great strides and was about to reach out for her hand. Iril who was breathing heavily cried out as if he was screaming.
“Ahh! “Go away!!”
“…!”
It was a desperate yet clear voice. Her shapeless waves exploded around her. Suddenly Abel’s movements stopped. He quietly repeated Iril’s cry.
“Go…go away.”
“…huh?”
Iril’s eyes widened. Abel froze in the same position in which she stretched out her arms. Except for the quivering eyes you could almost believe it was a wax doll.
“You have to run away too….”
It was an unknown situation but it was a golden opportunity. Iril who was moving slowly ducked under his stiffened arm and escaped.
“Is there anyone?! help!”
Iril shouted. However there was no reply in the quiet street. The car was about to grab the hook of her front door as she ran away avoiding her corpses. Her suddenly blurred Abel eyes came back into focus.
“…You damn bitch!”
“Aaaah!”
Abel reached out her hand and grabbed Iril’s hair. And then she pulled him up and slapped her in the face. slam! She was thrown roughly and landed in a pool of her blood.
“Ugh!”
Her head felt dizzy probably because she had been hit so hard that her head was thrown back. Iril held her face and lifted her head. The pain that was one step behind was tingling.
A drop of bright red blood was flowing from her burst lip. She felt a soft texture behind her back. Turning her head she realized that she was sitting among her headless corpses.
“I’m sorry…!”
Iril hurriedly got her body up. Abel was breathing heavily and looking at her face alternately with his own palm. He brushed her bangs once and opened his mouth.
“Whoa…I’m sorry. “Stop without even realizing it.”
I could sense that he was truly embarrassed in his tone of voice. Iril glared at him silently. It was my first time being stabbed by someone.
“Even though I was so careful I almost got caught again. “As expected your power is too dangerous.”
“Power… I don’t know anything like that.”
Iril started walking backwards towards his kitchen again. The white dress Ronan gave me as a gift was turning red.
“I guess so. If you had been able to control that power I would have never been able to find your siblings. Have you ever thought something strange in your life? If you were born with such beauty why has no one touched you until now? Why did peaceful days continue as if they were natural?”
“That’s because people are nice…”
“Don’t be funny. The nature of the human race is not that good. “The secret to your brother and sister’s peace is because you thought the life you lived with those bugs was beautiful.”
Abel said. The heightened tone of voice conveyed a sense of inexplicable madness. He managed to control his emotions and started walking again.
“It’s been a long chat. “Let’s go now.”
“I hate poetry…!”
Iril reflexively picked up the kitchen knife placed on the cutting board. His hands holding the hilt of his sword were trembling. Abel who saw that snorted at her.
“Don’t do anything useless. “What are you trying to do with your hands shaking like that?”
Abel ignored her and extended his hand to her. Iril closed her eyes tightly and swung her kitchen knife.
“Oh don’t come!”
It was an embarrassing movement that could even be called an attack. It was only natural that she was a girl who had been farming all her life. Abel let out a small sigh and slowly walked behind her. widely! He raised the blade of his hand and lightly struck Iril on the back of the neck.
“omg…!”
Iril’s body collapsed forward. Her Abel supported her and held her as she was about to fall over. Even though he was unconscious his fern-like hand had not yet let go of the hilt of the kitchen knife.
“My circle. “But they are still our blood relatives?”
Abel laughed when he saw that. Even though it was diluted it seemed that the blood could not be faked.
In any case it wasn’t right to carry it around and get stabbed. It was the moment when he was about to snatch the kitchen knife from Iril’s hand.
Shriek! In an instant the kitchen knife in Iril’s hand accelerated rapidly and disappeared from sight.
“hmm?”
Abel tilted her head. At that moment a red line was drawn on her cheek. Okay! Her wounds opened and her blood spurted out.
“what…!”
The bitterness that came late was sending a warning. Just as Abel was about to say something another attack came. It was the moment when he reflexively turned his head. Shhh! A sharp kitchen knife narrowly grazed the bridge of his nose.
In an instant the strength in his arms that were holding Iril went away. Curling his body Iril slipped out of his bonds.
“this.”
Abel noticed it too late but Iril had already escaped his restraints. She took three steps and grabbed her kitchen knife again. Unlike before I was holding it with one hand but I couldn’t see any gaps.
“…It’s scary. Have you been hiding your skills?”
Abel asked. It was the first time in hundreds of years that I had seen her blood.
However no answer came back. Iril’s eyes were unfocused. His long luxuriant hair hung like willow leaves and covered his face.
“That’s right.”
Abel scratched her head. Eyes as beautiful as the sunset were not looking anywhere. She had clearly lost her consciousness.
‘Revelation of unconscious potential…is it the same thing?’
She didn’t know what happened. But there was no change in what had to be done. Abel muttered placing her hand on the hilt of her sword.
“I tried to take him away without seeing blood as much as possible.”
Abel who was clicking her tongue pulled the hilt of her sword. The sparkling mana that arose around him swirled like a gust of wind. fault! Abel and the sobbing figures of Iril disappeared from sight at the same time.
****
“Sister. “I’m here.”
dripping. Ronan said knocking on her door. Perhaps because it was a day when many merchants arrived the streets of Jedo Island were busier than usual.
“What is that? Dragon?”
“wow. awesome.”
All the eyes of the passers-by were focused on Sita. The sight of Sita sitting under the blue sky was reminiscent of a huge tree growing in the middle of the city.
Their fluffy fur and still cute faces prevented them from running away screaming that a monster had appeared. Sita who was excited to see Iril smiled and cried.
“Bye!”
“I’m sorry I’m late. Because I suddenly had something to finish. “But I came as quickly as possible.”
It was quiet inside the front door. Ronan feeling somewhat sorry apologized. He was about twenty minutes late from his scheduled noon time as he was finishing up work in the Felgrand Mountains.
So in Ronan’s hand there was a bunch of daffodils Iril’s favorite. I picked it myself as an apology and because I wanted to see my sister’s happy face after seeing flowers for the first time in a long time. Ronan knocked on the door again to see if he hadn’t heard but this time there was no answer.
“Did you go out for a moment? “I’ll go in first.”
Ronan opened the door. The front door was open as usual. As always the clean interior caught my eye.
“Sister?”
thud. When I closed the front door again the noise outside went down significantly. There was no one inside the house. When I smelled something delicious I turned my head and saw a table filled with food.
It seemed like it was her birthday table prepared by Iril. It was clear to see that the potato stew was placed in the center. Ronan who was suddenly looking around the kitchen narrowed his eyes.
“Something strange…?”
I kept feeling an inexplicable sense of discomfort. It was definitely our house except that my sister was not there but something was strange. Suddenly his eyes landed on a kitchen knife lying in a corner of the kitchen.
“hmm?”
There were a few red blood droplets on the kitchen knife. The moment Ronan saw that his face hardened. The blood stains which were an eerie red did not belong to livestock.
“no way.”
I felt like I knew the identity of the discomfort. Ronan reflexively pulled at the hilt of his sword. Cheer up! As he swung his sword in the air the interior shattered like glass breaking.
“Bwaaaa?!”
It was a very high level illusion magic. Sita who was looking at the interior from outside the window burst out in astonishment. Ronan’s eyes widened as if they would pop out as he saw the true appearance of the house that soon appeared.
“What the fuck is this?”
