Mushoku Tensei Spanish:Volume 06 Chapter 59

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Volumen 06 Capítulo 59 - 2º Punto de Inflexión

1ª Parte

Nos encontrábamos en la Mandíbula Inferior del Dragón Rojo, un valle con una única carretera atravesándolo, no tan recto como en la Ruta de la Espada Sagrada, pero no deja de ser un camino sin ningún tipo de bifurcación.

Se trata de un espacio entre fronteras de distintas naciones convirtiéndolo en una región que no pertenecía a ningún país en concreto. Y una vez lo atravesemos, estaremos en el reino de Asura.

Caminando con total normalidad vimos venir a un tipo en sentido contrario a nosotros. Su pelo era plateado y sus ojos de un tono dorado, nada de lo que llevaba puesto me llamaba la atención salvo quizás el manto blanco sin ningún tipo de decoración que llevaba por encima hecho de alguna clase de piel.

Era un hombre que ni iba a caballo, ni llevaba un carruaje, sino que tan solo recorría el camino a pie. Y lo que más me llamó la atención era que se trataba de un hombre con una mirada bastante amenazante.

Guau, ese hombre sufre un claro caso de ojos Sanpaku[1].'

Más que en el hombre, lo que atrajo la atención de mi mirada fue al lado de este, que se encontraba una chica de pelo negro, que por algún motivo sentía que había visto anteriormente, aunque no sé bien donde.

En este mundo, pocas personas tienen un pelo tan puramente negro en este mundo; y aun en las personas que parecen tener el pelo así de negro, por lo general cuando lo miras bien, es más un marrón o gris oscuro.

No es que me dedique a recordar a desconocidos en función de su color de pelo, pero tengo un extraño presentimiento de que su pelo negro me recuerda a alguien. Pero por mucho que así sea, no recuerdo de quién se trata.

Pero el mayor motivo por el que esta joven en concreto atrajo mi atención fue por su cara.

Llevaba una máscara cubriendo su rostro, que permitía responder afirmativamente a las preguntas antagónicas de si era característica o si no lo era; ya que era una máscara completamente blanca sin escritos ni decoraciones en ella.

Si tuviera que definirla de alguna forma, es como una máscara veneciana[2] sin pintar ni decorar, y simplemente resaltaba.

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En todo lo que he visto de este mundo, es la primera persona a la que he visto llevar puesta una máscara de este tipo, por lo que no creo que sea por estética o moda.


"...¡¡!!"


No es que me encontraba prendidamente atraído por la chica, pero a estas alturas aún no había comprendido que la cara de Ruijerd mientras conducía se había puesto completamente pálida, al igual que a Eris.

Cada paso con el que se acercaba el hombre, la expresión de ambos iba a peor. Eris por su parte estaba sujetando el mango de su espada con suficiente fuerza como para blanquear completamente sus nudillos.

Cuando el hombre se dio cuenta de nuestra presencia, nos miró y simplemente inclinó la cabeza dejando escapar un ¿Oh?.


"¿Hmm...? Tú... ¿no eres un Supard?"


El hombre entrecerró sus ojos Sanpaku y al escucharle me vino una duda a la mente.

Teniendo en cuenta que Ruijerd tiene la cabeza rapada y la joya de su frente la tiene oculta... ¿cómo lo habrá sabido? No tengo ni idea, ¿será que tiene como un olor a Supard o algo?

Mientras pensaba en todo esto, Ruijerd se giró hacia Eris y a mí.


"¿Le cono....ces........?"


Mi pregunta se vio pausada a medio hacer, debido a la expresión tan anormal que me estaba mostrando Ruijerd. Era la primera vez que le veía tan diferente, el tono rojizo de su rostro había desaparecido por completo dejando un blanco íntegro, junto al sudor que emanaba de todos sus poros. La mano que sujetaba su lanza estaba apretada en un puño y temblando.

Esa expresión es una que he visto anteriormente.

Terror puro.


"Ludeus, no te muevas de donde estés, tú tampoco, Eris."


Su voz temblaba, y sin saber aún lo que ocurría, simplemente asentí en silencio. Y pude ver la cara de Eris estaba bastante enrojecida, con todos sus músculos en tensión preparada para atacar en cualquier momento mientras le temblaban tanto los brazos como las piernas.

¿Están los 2 aterrorizados? Realmente no me cabe duda, pero parece que hay algo más, Eris al menos está mostrando una hostilidad clara hacia ese hombre. Pero es alguien a quien no conozco... ¿será que en algún momento sin que yo me enterara se cruzaron con él?

Por el momento, decidí seguir observando la situación.


"¿Hmm? Esa voz... Ruijerd Supardia. Como no te quedaba nada de pelo tardé en reconocerte. Pero, ¿qué haces en este lugar?"


El hombre se acercó a nosotros como si nada, a lo que Ruijerd preparó su arma.

Yo personalmente no entiendo por qué Ruijerd se muestra tan cauteloso con este hombre.

No lo entiendo, pero viendo a mis 2 acompañantes tan asustados, decidí activar mi ojo místico. Siendo sincero, no lo hice por ningún motivo en especial.

La figura del hombre se divide en decenas de formas borrosas.

Estaba todo tan borroso que no podía ni averiguar en qué lugar se encontraba cada silueta.

¿Pero qué coño..?


"¿Hmm? La pelirroja de ahí es Eris Boreas Greyrat... Y el otro es....... ¿Quién es? Bueno, no importa. Pero ya lo entiendo, sé de ti, Ruijerd Supardia; siendo alguien a quien le gustan tanto los niños como a ti, habrás llegado hasta aquí acompañando de vuelta a casa a estos 2, quienes acabaron teletransportados en el continente demoniaco por el incidente."


Eris le gritó sorprendida al hombre que simplemente asintió como si lo supiera todo.


"P-¿Por qué sabes mi nombre?"


Las palabras de Eris me hicieron caer todavía más en la confusión.

¿Es alguien que no conoces? ¿Es la primera vez que le ves entonces? No creo, hablamos de Eris, no me extrañaría que le hubiera olvidado.

Digo esto, pero en realidad, casi nunca he visto a nadie en este mundo con el pelo color plateado, por no hablar de esos característicos ojos Sanpaku, que por algún motivo hacen que tanto Eris como Ruijerd está extraña reacción. Por lo que si le hubieran visto alguna vez, lo normal es que recordaras a alguien así.


"¿Quién eres? ¿Cómo sabes mi nombre?"


Ruijerd apunta su lanza contra el hombre.

Parece que Ruijerd tampoco le conoce... Ni Eris ni Ruijerd parecen conocer al hombre, y yo tampoco; y aunque él desconocido no me conoce, sí que conoce a Eris y Ruijerd... En sí mismo tampoco es extraño, ya que Ruijerd es famoso; puede que en el continente central no sea tan conocido, pero en el continente demoniaco casi todo el mundo conocía su nombre o su cara. Sobre Eris, realmente no sé qué pensar, pero si pensaras en una espadachina pelirroja y preciosa, imagino que podría intuirlo con la familla que hemos ido ganando.

Pero lo extraño en todo esto no es eso, lo más extraño en todo lo que estaba pasando no se quedaba en una mera posible coincidencia de ver quién conoce a quien. Lo extraño era su comportamiento, o quizás el ambiente, si lo podemos llamar eso.

La diferencia en el comportamiento del hombre a mis compañeros y viceversa es demasiado dispar. Su comportamiento es increíblemente amistoso, hasta su tono de voz; si me preguntaran a mí, diría que sonaba como una extraña alegría de encontrarte a un antiguo amigo en un lugar insospechado.

Por el contrario, Ruijerd parece que está a punto de lanzarse al ataque en cualquier momento, aunque no lo hace. Claramente le está mostrando hostilidad, pero no se lanza al ataque, y no comprendo el motivo.

Hasta Eris, que siempre intenta llevar la iniciativa no se mueve ni lo más mínimo, y dudo que sea solo porque Ruijerd nos dijo que no nos moviéramos.


"Es un extraño lugar para encontrarnos aunque... parece que os va bien. En ese caso no hay problema."


El desconocido miró animado a Ruijerd que le estaba amenazando con su lanza, pero poco después, simplemente se rió y dio un paso atrás.

Al verle actuar así, la chica que llevaba la máscara dejó escapar un leve suspiro.


"¿Lo dejas?"

"En este momento no hay otro remedio."


No pude comprender su conversación, pero poco después de ese intercambio dejaron el tema.


"No molesto más."


Y el hombre lentamente comenzó a pasar por nuestro lado continuando su camino mientras la joven de pelo negro le seguía.

Ruijerd no le quitó ojo en ningún momento, al igual que Eris.


"Quien soy...... lo entenderán a su debido tiempo."


Esto fue todo lo que suavemente dijo al pasar, y pude comprender el profundo significado que poseían.

Este hombre sabe algo, por algún motivo lo sé. Tiene una atmósfera similar a Hitogami.


"¡Espere un momento, por favor!"


Antes de darme cuenta, ya le había llamado; y el hombre se dio la vuelta mostrándose sorprendido. Tras lo que Eris y Ruijerd también me miraron sorprendidos.


"¿A qué se debe? ¿Y quién eres tú?"

"Ah, discúlpeme. Soy Ludeus Greyrat."

"Nunca antes lo había escuchado."


Normal, es la primera vez que nos vemos.


"Aunque... Greyrat... ¿El nombre de tus progenitor?"

"Fhum... Bueno, no importa. Yo soy Orsted."


Orsted... es un nombre que no recuerdo haber escuchado. Y no creo que tenga que ver con ese caballero que mandó a tantísimas personas al otro mundo cuando todo le fue mal[3].

Tras mirar a Ruijerd de reojo, parece que él tampoco lo ha oído antes.


"Esto... ¿conoce usted de antes a estos 2?"

"No, aun no nos conocemos."

"¿Aun? ¿A qué se refiere?"

"No es algo que debas comprender. ¿Y bien? ¿Tu progenitor?"


Sus palabras rechazaron duramente mi pregunta.

Si quieres que te responda a tus preguntas, deberías responder a las mías. Aunque, ¿qué más da? No me voy a molestar por esa nimiedad.


"Paul Greyrat, señor."

"...¿Hmm? Paul no debería tener un hijo, tan solo 2 hijas."


Qué grosero... pues lo tiene, y encima el hijo es igualito al padre; un hijo estúpido que se fue al continente demoniaco en busca de trabajo.


"...¿Hnnn?"


Y en ese momento Orsted se sorprendió al darse cuenta de algo, tras lo que lentamente avanzó hacia mí.


"¡No te acerques ni un paso más!"

"Sí, de acuerdo."


Pero tras recibir la amenaza de Ruijerd se quedó manteniendo la distancia, sin acercarse más, se me quedó mirando fijamente rodeándome hasta ponerse frente a mí, y nuestras miradas se cruzaron.


"Tú... no evitas mirarme a los ojos..."

"Pero como su mirada me da algo de pánico, me cuesta mirarle tan directamente."

"Fhum, en otras palabras, no sientes miedo."


El hombre frunció ligeramente el ceño.


"Fhum.. qué extraño, no tengo recuerdos de haberte conocido."


I don't either.

It's our first meeting.

I don't know a name like Orsted.

I have no recollection of his appearance either.

Not to mention he just keeps saying things that I have no idea what they are about.

Next, he finally said some words I could comprehend.


"You, could it be, you have heard of the words Human God, Hitogami before?"


That is right, finally.

Finally, that name.

Finally something that I could understand came out.

I'll say it clearly.

I was letting my guard down.

Even though it was something that no one had said until now.

Suddenly hearing it from another person's mouth, not to mention the fact that it was from the mouth of this man who keeps talking about things I can't understand.

There were no common points in the language to connect our conversation, so I thought, ah, if it's that even I understand.

With just that kind of light feeling about it.

I said it.


"I do, the one known as Hitogami comes out in my dreams..."


I suddenly saw a vision.


<Orsted's arm has gone through my chest>


At a speed almost as if he had teleported, it went straight through my chest.

I can't avoid it.

With just one second, it's too short.


"Rudeus!"


In a moment the vision of it going through disappeared, Ruijerd forced himself in front of me.

The thrust stopped at Ruijerd and I fell backwards.

The man was looking over Ruijerd's shoulder.

They were cold eyes.


"I see, you were the pawn of Hitogami."


It's a false accusation.

Part 2

Ruijerd shouted.


"Run away! Rudeus!"

"You're in the way, Ruijerd."


Ruijerd swung his spear.

I couldn't move.

In the first place, there wasn't enough time to run.


There were several seconds before Ruijerd suffered damage.

He twisted around like a baby, I couldn't do anything but silently watch.

Ruijerd is strong.

He's supposed to be strong.

In the end, over the course of this journey Eris hasn't been able to get even a single good hit on him.

Five hundred years worth of combat experience should have made him worthy of being unrivaled.

He's supposed to be a man with strength above King Class.


The fact that such a Ruijerd would lose was something that I could clearly see.

I saw through the whole thing while watching with my demon eye.

In terms of time, it was at most 10 seconds.

Orsted was by no means faster than Ruijerd.

Just, each time Ruijerd made a single move, just a little bit, Ruijerd started to lose his advantage.

That continued to repeat one time, three times, four times.


While Ruijerd was moving he was digging his own grave.

A little, again a little, he was gradually being cornered.

Each time he received an attack his stance collapsed just a bit, each time he went in to attack he had the initiative reversed on him.


Ability.

There was certainly nothing but ability there.

Even I could clearly see it, Orsted was striking down Ruijerd.


Orsted was overwhelmingly exceeding him.

Even looking from my eyes, I could clearly understand it.


It was a brilliant technique.

With the most minimum movement possible, yet he was rendering Ruijerd powerless at his fastest speed.

If you could realize that, it would most likely end up with those movements.

He completely saw through the distance with Ruijerd, he always left his body in the inner part of the spears effective range.


Ruijerd was using his mastered combination at his specialty distance.

That was being destroyed as if it were being ridiculed, staggered, gaps were being created, attacks that you absolutely can't take were being guarded.


Most likely, if he were to try and kill he would have been able to do it.

However, that guy wasn't doing it.

He knocked him unconscious.

He was going easy with that Ruijerd as an opponent.


And then.

Ruijerd was unable to do anything.

All of his means disappeared.

It was checkmate.


A fist very deeply landed in Ruijerd's solar plexus, subsequently a second fist grazed the tip of his jaw.

The third hit, a fist that reaped Ruijerd's consciousness attacked his temple.

He rotated twice and then fell to the ground.

Ruijerd wasn't moving.

He wasn't dead, but he wasn't moving.


Orsted could have probably gotten a single hit whenever.

While going for the second hit he probably devoted to it.

However, in order to steal Ruijerd's consciousness it required three hits.


Even though that was able to render Ruijerd helpless, it could have been called the fastest performance.


"Now then."

"Uuuuaaa!"


The one who shouted wasn't I.

It was Eris.

She moved in front of me, she faced Orsted with a flash of the drawn sword and fired it off.


"...Hidden Technique, [Streaming Current]"


In regards to Eris it didn't cost Orsted any time.

Just, he only caught her sword gently on the palm of his hand.

At least that's how it looked to me.

With just that, Eris's body started to spin like a tornado and was blown away.

It was almost like the time when receiving a certain kill technique in battle and being blown off.


Eris flew out of that guy’s field of vision.

The instant Ruijerd fell, Eris fired off a slash in his blind spot.

Even looking at it from my eyes, it was an attack that I thought had no shortcomings.

Without a thought for defense, a completely focused sword strike.


In regards to that, that guy reversed it one technique.


I don't know what was done specifically.

In my eyes, it just looked like his hand went to the side of Eris's sword.

In the next instant, Eris was sent flying with a tailspin.

No, I've seen something similar to that.

Paul showed it to me.

It was a technique of the Water God style.

It was a move that seemed like that with a much more honed and sharpened feel to it.

Every bit of the energy from her motion was returned to Eris.


"Gaha..!"


Eris crashed into a stone wall.

While scattering rocks all over the place she fell.

Since she has trained, I want to think that she wouldn't die.

However, it could be that something like her bone had fractured.


"Eris Boreas Greyrat. It seems you've advanced your skill with the sword considerably. I did think you had the potential, but... It's still rough."

"Uu...uu.."


Eris was trying to get up while letting out a groan.

If it was the usual me, I think I would have quickly tried to use healing magic on her.


However, I had other things to worry about than that.


His eyes were aimed at me.

Part 3

It was in the blink of an eye.

In the blink of an eye the two of them were beaten.


I always had my demon eye opened.

One second ahead, what I saw there was despair.

No matter what timing I reacted with, I would just have it turned back on me.


The me one second ahead had all of my vital points being crushed.

Head, throat, heart, lung...

I could see visions of each of them being crushed, furthermore, I saw the vision that guy was there.


I didn't understand the meaning.

If this is true, then that means one second later there will be five of him.

I couldn't move.

I understood that everything was futile.


Continuing unable to do anything, one second passed.

He was right in front of me.

Right in front of me as I couldn't move.


It was a slide movement that would make you think he was completely ignoring the laws of physics.

He appeared in front of me almost as if he had teleported.

Abruptly, almost like an anime lacking the inbetween frames.

And then, by the time he had arrived in front of me, he had already finished the movements for his attack.

These sorts of movements I once saw somewhere in an old Fighting Game.

It was the game of the century, where every character had an eternal combo or instant death combo.


By the time I realized it I had already taken the palm of his hand unguarded.

Eight or so of my ribs simultaneously broke.

There was an impact.

However, my body was by no means sent flying backwards.

I felt a pressure almost as if my back had simultaneously received an attack as well.

The damage was all collected internally.

My lung was crushed.


"Goha!!"


In an instant blood came up my throat and I spit out blood.


"If you crush the lung of a magician it restricts them..."


He said that like nothing at all was happening to me while I was on my knees.

I was looking at my old blood spread out on the ground and somewhere in my heart I thought "I see now", and understood it.

It's fine if its just crushing the lung of a magician.

They won't be able to use incantations.

In reality at this point my healing magic has already been sealed.

Of course, incantations aren't the only thing I won't be able to do after a lung is crushed.

I won't be able to maintain life activity.


In other words, it's fatal.


"It's fine for you to die and tell the Hitogami that the Dragon God Orsted will never let you live."


Dragon God.

[Seven Great World Powers] Second ranked.


Orsted gave a glance over me who was crouched over holding my chest.

He pushed me over with his heel.


I saw that as negligence.


I've already received a fatal wound, putting aside defeat, death is already imminent.

In that condition, why did I still think to fight I don't know.

I wonder if it's because I saw Eris still trying to stand in the edge of my field of vision.

This man especially went out of his way to stop those two just in order to ascertain that I would die after.


In any case, I sent a Rock Bullet aimed flying at him.


Why didn't I use a stronger magic?

I have even more advanced magic that I could have used.

Even after, I couldn't understand it.

Just, I most likely used the magic that I was most accustomed to using.

A rock that was as hard as possible, at a velocity that was as fast as possible, with a rotation speed as fast as possible added.


I think that rock bullet was at such a high power that it surprised even me.

The man and I were at an exceedingly close distance, the rock bullet went flying at a red hot speed.


<Orsted turned around and pulverized the rock bullet with his fist>


And then it was smashed.

The rock fell.

After it fell to the ground there was a dinging sound almost as if it was metal.

Orsted looked at his own fist.


"Just now was that a rock bullet... that was an absurd power. To think this magic could leave a wound on my body..."


The skin on the back of Orsted's hand was coming off.

It was just a scratch.

It was no good, there was no point to the rock bullet.

I'm unable to damage this man.


"Your lung should have been crushed though... voiceless incantations? Is that a power you gained from the Hitogami? What other powers have you gained?"


Orsted looked over me as he was surveying.

Wouldn't it be fine if he just quickly stopped it?

He looked at me ruthlessly almost like watching over a grasshopper that has had its legs torn off.

It's painful...


"Geha...!"


I used wind magic and forcefully sent air into my lung.

I violently choked.

I have the feeling it was meaningless, but I forcefully send it in.

And then having accumulated air with all my might, I held my breath.


"Oh. That was an interesting usage, what meaning was there in that just now? Why don't you use voiceless incantations to heal your lung?"


Orsted put his hand on his chin and looked over me as if my suffering was of great interest.

In my fading consciousness I created a fire ball with my right hand.

In fire magic the more magic power you pour into it the greater the temperature rises and the scale increases.

If the rock bullet speed and hardness is no good then what about heat and explosive power?


"That is already fine. 'Ran Ma' [Disturb Magic]!"[4]


That shallow thought was easily erased.

The instant I pointed my right hand at Orsted, the consistency of magic power gathering at the end of my hand was disturbed.

The magic power that continued to come out from the end of my hand never took shape and scattered.


Even in my hazy state I understood it.

It was interfering with the magic power coming out from my hand, by disturbing it he's cancelling out my magic.

It seems like something I could do as well, I carelessly thought.


My right hand is sealed.

However, I still have my left hand.


I started to construct magic with my other hand, I'll drive a shock wave into the middle of Orsted.


I heard a heavy sound ring out, Orsted was blown backwards.

Simultaneously, I was also able to fly back.


"Hmm... you managed to cancel [Magic Disturb]? No, it's different...it's a form of multiple incantations. Being able to do it with voiceless incantations what a skillful guy you are. This sort of feeling."


With his left hand the man pointed his finger and a small sound came out.

And then, at the man’s feet a small window about 50 cm in every direction appeared.

It was a pretty window that was silver in color adorned with gaudy dragon ornaments.


"Oh, it's surprisingly strong."


Without minding anything, I fired off the most high fire power magic I could at Orsted.

My image was a huge blaze. A mushroom cloud.

Nuclear explosion.

I gathered my power in order to hit him, I simply continued to concentrate my magic power.

I wasn't really thinking about the fact that Eris and Ruijerd would be swallowed up in it.

I had already lost the power to think.


"Open, [First Dragon Gate]."


After the man muttered that the window opened.


In that instant, the magic power that was going to become magic in my left hand was sucked up.

The frame of the window made a noise as it cracked.


Simultaneously, an explosion happened near Orsted.

It was overwhelmingly smaller than what I was assuming.

He was able to simply avoid it.


"What a frightening amount of magic power. Even the [First Dragon Gate] couldn't bear this size. It's almost like the same level as Laplace. There's a reason for the Hitogami to make you into an apostle. However, why haven't you used healing magic on your lung since a while ago? Are you trying to get me to let my guard down?"


At that time, my consciousness was already on the verge of being interrupted.

I didn't have any judgment left.

Since a while ago I haven't been able to breathe sufficiently.

The man continued to look at me again as he surveyed.

Our eyes met.


"Is it over?"


Just a moment.

Orsted was closing in on the bewildered me.

I already had nothing left.


"Can you not do anything beyond magic?"


My magic has been sealed and my legs are cramped, I can't move.

In front of this overwhelming intent to kill, I can't do anything.

In the edge of my vision the border of the window disappeared.


However, I wasn't able to do anything.


"Go ba!!'


What I suddenly let out was the very small roar that I learned in the Dorudia village.


"Mu...!"


Orsted put himself on guard to my action.

However.

Obviously.

All I did was spit up blood, there was no effect.


"...Just magic power, huh. What were you planning?"


I already can't do anything.

My magic has been sealed, there's no chance of winning to be found with physical techniques.

The only thing left that I could do is nothing but prostrate myself.


"Well, it's fine, die."


But, Orsted wouldn't even let me prostrate myself.


"Ga fu..."


The arm sent flying at a super speed easily pierced through my body.

The fist certainly went through my heart.

Certainly a fatal wound.

A wound that wouldn't even be healed with healing magic.


"Too quick. Damn Hitogami. Did you make someone who can't even wear touki [Fighting Spirit] into a pawn. What were you planning?"


He pulled out his fist.

There it was, splattered with my blood.


I tried to stand.

My body isn't listening to what I say.

Against my will, my body crumbles.


At the edge of my vision, I saw Eris with her face raised looking at me blankly.

Our eyes met.


"Ahh...a... Ru...Rudeu...Rudeus...!"


In my fading consciousness, I calmly thought about it.


Ah, this is bad.

I don't want to die.

I haven't fulfilled my promise to Eris yet.

At least two more years, please wait two years.

Even though I could go without any regrets if that were the case...


It's healing.

Healing...

Gather the magic power, there's only one wound.

I can't do the incantation, my lung has a hole in it as well.

However, do it, slowly, gather the magic power.

Fix it, I'll fix it.

I can't afford to die yet.


"Uwaaaaahhhhh...aaa!"


Eris cried out.

It was a scream of bitterness.


"Was he someone precious? Sorry about that Eris Boreas Greyrat. However, one day will come when you understand. Let's go, Nanahoshi."

"Y-yes..."


Orsted leisurely walked away leading the girl.

Eris couldn't stand up.

Was it damage or was it terror.

Or else was it shock.

Only able to raise her shout, without a sword, just crying and shouting.


"Ruijerd! Ghyslaine! Grandfather! Father! Mother! Therese! Paul! It doesn't matter who, it doesn't matter who so just save him! Rudeus will die!"


This is bad, my consciousness is starting to fade.


Are you serious?

Is it really over here?


I don't want to...

...die...


---


"Hey Orsted, there's one thing that's bothering me but... Wouldn't it be better to leave this guy alive?"


On the verge of my consciousness stopping.

I had the feeling that I heard that voice.


Notas del traductor y Referencias

  1. Ojos Sanpaku: Término japonés y chino en el que se refieren a personas a las que se le puede ver el globo ocular por debajo o encima del iris. Más Información (ENG) Imagen Ejemplo
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  3. Referencia al personaje Oersted (escrito igual que Orsted) del juego Live a Live de super nintendo. Más Información Imagen Ejemplo
  4. The actual name of this is "ran ma disturb magic" where ran is disturb and ma can mean magic, so it's basically the same name said twice in two different ways as most abilities are in Mushoku.
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