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◈ SSS-Class Revival Hunter ◈

Chapter 373: Blue Blood (1)

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1.

The first flower to bloom in spring was blue.

Spring had arrived in the world where the Constellation Killer resided.

-.......

The Constellation Killer gazed up at the flower that resembled his own pupils.

In his original homeland, the first flowers to bloom were yellow, or perhaps pink, but he had forgotten the spring of his homeland. To Leafanta Aegim, spring was now merely blue.

-……If one wishes to not become a Constellation, what must be done?

The Constellation Killer gently touched the flower petal with his pale fingertips.

-The stars should no longer dictate the lives of people. To ordinary humans, Constellations are far too mighty. Merely by existing, Constellations lead people to make decisions about their lives. To flee from their responsibilities.......

As he continued speaking, the Constellation Killer suddenly stopped.

It wasn't because he doubted his own logic. There was a very tangible reason. Enchanted by the scent of the flower, a bee, buzzing, suddenly landed on the nail of the Constellation Killer.

-.......

For a long while, the Constellation Killer observed the wings of the bee. Then, he slowly stroked the bee.

Prick!

The bee perceived the touch of a human as an attack. Immediately, it regurgitated its insides and stung the finger of the Constellation Killer.

The poison of a bee, which holds no concept of kindness in this world, was venomous. The toxin, nurtured within the insect's body for its entire life, seeped well into the flesh of Leafanta Aegim.

That was all there was to it. Having lost its sole purpose of existence, the bee soon fell to the ground, trembling.

Only after using it did the bee realize that the poison it had stored up was a poison that killed only itself.

-.......

The Constellation Killer could have easily neutralized the insect's venom using his aura.

But he chose not to.

He merely looked down with blue eyes at the venomous sting a mere mortal insect had planted in him, and at his swelling flesh.

-Indeed.

He had realized something.

-I should have a child.

The Constellation Killer turned his head.

He was standing in the garden of a noble house.

Chosen by the [Goddess of Protection], Leafanta Aegim, who became the emperor above all, renounced the throne and wandered through various worlds.

In this world, which he happened to visit by chance, Leafanta Aegim had stayed longer than expected. Why? Perhaps it was because he had taken a liking to this garden.

A nameless maid was working in the garden, tirelessly shoveling the earth. It wasn't until the Constellation Killer approached her that she noticed his presence and looked up.

-Is there something you need?

The maid's pupils were red.

-Is there anything I can assist you with, noble sir?

The noble house where the maid worked was indebted to the Constellation Killer. One of the children held captive by the Constellations was a young lady of this house. The family treated the Constellation Killer as an honored benefactor, and the maid likewise showed him due respect.

But that wasn't the only reason.

-I know you steal glances at me whenever you find the time.

-.......

The maid flinched.

With a cautious look, she gauged the Constellation Killer's mood. However, there was no sign of anger or reprimand from him. Relieved, the maid shrugged her shoulders with a sigh, "Phew."

-Yes, I did sneak a peek. Frankly, aren't you a bit too handsome?

-Is my face to your liking?

-If a passerby turns their head unwittingly at the sight of a work of art, it's not the fault of the passerby, but the person who placed the artwork in the middle of the road.

The maid seemed adamant about asserting her innocence. However, that wasn't what concerned the Constellation Killer.

-I desire to spend a night with you.

Thud.

The maid, who had been actively chatting, suddenly froze.

-...Eh?

-Of course, only if you consent.

-Eh? Ah. Uhm...?

The maid could not comprehend the situation.

-Wait a moment, noble sir. Do you have feelings for me? Gasp. Don't tell me, your occasional strolls through the garden were all strategies to approach me...!?

-No. I have no such feelings.

-.......

The maid was bewildered by the situation.

-Then, why are you propositioning me now...?

-I have long pondered how to escape the path of becoming a Constellation. Or rather, how to preserve my humanity. However, I am one who loses memories. Even if I wish to remain human, I cannot.

The maid still could not grasp the situation, nor could she understand the Constellation Killer's words, and Leafanta Aegim did not place much importance on whether the other party understood him.

In short, he continued regardless.

-But perhaps things might change if I have a child. Proof that I was human. Clear proof that I was a human being.

-Oh...

The maid hesitantly spoke up.

-Um, I'm not sure if I understood correctly, but in any case, are you saying you want to spend a night with me to leave a proof that you've lived?

-That's correct.

-.......

The maid seemed to finally grasp the situation.

In essence, the man before her was a madman with a pretty face.

-Wait a moment... Let me think about this...

-Do as you see fit.

The maid put down her shovel and crossed her arms.

-...Anyway, you're a hero among heroes who saved this country. Hmmm. To inherit the lineage of such a person could turn my life around. Considering the way you speak, you don't seem particularly interested in the child, so this largely depends on me... But perhaps it's not a bad gamble to consider...

The maid mumbled to herself endlessly.

With a sidelong glance, the maid seriously studied the Constellation Killer from head to toe. Then her gaze stopped on his hand. One finger was swollen from the bee sting.

-You've been stung. Doesn't it hurt?

-No, it does hurt.

-Then why don't you seem bothered?

-Because it doesn't bother me.

The maid stroked her chin, seemingly understanding something, and muttered, "Indeed..."

-You are alone.

What did that mean?

Before the Constellation Killer could comprehend, the maid clicked her tongue shortly.

-All right, noble sir. I will sleep with you.

The maid's red eyes looked up at the Constellation Killer.

-But there's a condition.

-What is it?

-Stay with me until the child starts to walk. Protect me and the child. And when the child is born, announce to the world that it's your offspring. If you find these conditions difficult, I will never...

-Accepted.

-...Um, I'm not sure if it's my place to say, but didn't you agree too easily? I thought I was being quite demanding.

-It's an easy condition.

The maid looked at the Constellation Killer with mixed feelings, then sighed.

-All right, you madman. Just wait until I finish today's work. The plants are suffering from spring sickness, so I need to tend them carefully.

-As you wish.

-Madmen can be heroes too...

Shaking her head in disbelief, the maid picked up her shovel again. Thud. Thump. As she resumed moving the pile of soil in a corner of the garden, the Constellation Killer suddenly spoke up.

-I still don't know your name. What is it?

-Ivansia.

The maid turned and answered.

-I'm a commoner, so I have no surname. Just a given name.

-Ivansia. That's my name.

-.......

Long ago.

Red eyes were reflected in the blue flower.

2.

A total of 13 slaughtering dolls charged at me all at once.

I was stronger than the Constellation Killer. Undoubtedly stronger. However, it was uncertain whether my strength would remain effective when the Constellation Killer multiplied into 13. To put it more bluntly, I was terrified.

Utterly terrified!

Divine Art of the Demonic Heaven.

The First Form.

Sword of Starving Death.

When a martial artist gets scared, the usual response is to open with the strike they trust most. I did the same. I drew my treasured trump card and unleashed it on the slaughter dolls.

"How about this!"

"As expected, you're strong."

Swoosh...

A spray of blood erupted. A slaughtering doll that took a direct hit from my sword lost an arm.

Considering that I had managed to sever the arm of 'that' Constellation Killer with a single slash, I undoubtedly demonstrated tremendous martial prowess, but what did my objective assessment of strength matter? It was irrelevant. I was in the midst of battle, and only the outcome mattered in battle.

The enemy numbered 13, and naturally, all of them had both arms.

In other words, I had only managed to reduce the enemy's fighting power by 1/26.

"The fact that you would be more powerful was…"

"Already anticipated."

A slaughtering doll that lost its right arm, along with another doll, attacked me from both sides. Although I managed to slice off a leg and an arm from each with a sword wind, damn it, it was all in vain.

The Constellation Killer had no intention of blocking my attacks from the start!

Two dolls grabbed my right and left arms. Panicked, I shouted.

"What kind of madness is this! Only Hamusutra would be happy with this kind of treatment!"

I drew upon all the aura in my body, attempting to shake off the two Constellation Killer dolls. I managed to shake off one, but as if waiting for this moment, another slaughtering doll rushed in and grabbed my arm tightly.

"Wait, just a moment...."

Meanwhile, the remaining slaughtering dolls were charging their swords with aura. Nine dolls, to be precise. Despite having dolls identical to them clinging to my body, they aimed their swords at me without any hesitation.

I felt a chill down my spine.

"You can't mean, a suicide attack!?"

"Abandon the memories of the past 30 days."

A flash of light engulfed me.

Boom-----ahhh…ahhhhh……..

What was initially an unbearable explosion quickly turned into a ringing in my ears. My vision whitened.

Somehow, by smearing my body with a defensive barrier made almost entirely of aura, I managed to survive the Constellation Killer's attack at point-blank range without dying. My body was relatively intact.

However, as soon as I regained my hearing and sight, the voice of a second slaughtering doll coldly echoed.

"Abandon the memories of the past 30 days."

Flash…

My vision flickered.

At first, there was no pain. I had withstood that strike. But the very next moment, whoosh! The blood vessels throughout my body simultaneously screamed in agony.

Blocking that strike had consumed my aura so rapidly that my blood vessels burned.

"This is…"

The smell of blood rose from the gums around my molars.

"Fuck...!"

"Abandon the memories of the past 30 days."

The third doll spoke.

The Constellation Killer's 30 days struck me once again.

"--------!!"

Excruciating pain surged throughout my body. Since becoming a Constellation and rising to the rank of an absolute overlord in the World of the Lone Child, I had never experienced such a complete depletion of aura.

I felt dizzy. I struggled to breathe.

Even as my heart screamed, I barely managed to maintain my existence.

The two slaughtering dolls that had been holding my arms were swept away by the recent strikes. I had withstood the attacks, but the dolls had not.

Unfortunately, it wasn't just the dolls that couldn't withstand the Constellation Killer's triple strike.

[The Snake Dwelling in the Labyrinth vanishes.]

What the fuck.

I almost coughed up a lump of blood. Vanish. To vanish! Vanish, for heaven's sake!

Hisimet Cretsu was a top-tier Constellation. I had caught it badly and weakened its divinity, but it still was not something that could be pushed around just anywhere.

Yet, it died from the blasts the Constellation Killer just fired.

And it didn't end there.

"Abandon the memories of the past 30 days."

The fourth strike.

[A Music Box Just for You groans from its grievous wounds.]

[Goddess of Protection screams for the hero not to lose consciousness.]

No, this is insane.

This is no joke. It is truly insane.

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