bookcurios Chapter 206 To Dear Charlie - S01E06
Chapter 206 To Dear Charlie - S01E06
“……■■■!” “Rute!”
The two people at the center of the vortex were called out by name almost simultaneously.
The crimson dragon blood stained the holy angel's sword, yet she still did not bow her head.
The Eastern enforcer's left chest was pierced by a sword; but she only leaned back, without taking a single step back.
Shirley and Vicky's screams were loud enough to be heard even amidst the waves of astonishment and panic among all the angels.
"No...no no no...■■■...How could this happen! Why didn't you move away!?"
Shirley, who had been protected by the dragon girl, stared wide-eyed in horror.
"Good heavens! Can your projection be injured by angels?"
Even Vicky, who had always felt at ease about the Dragon Girl's existence because she knew that angels couldn't harm her, seemed somewhat shocked.
...But compared to worrying about ■■■, Vicky was clearly more worried about Shirley's mental state.
The Hell Princess was clearly terrified by the sudden and unexpected turn of events.
After all, ever since she met ■■■, ■■■ has never been hurt in front of her.
She had seen the Dragon Girl fight before—
She meant that if ■■■ could teach both herself and Vicky how to fight, it must be because she was the most capable and skilled fighter in the entire hell!
Shirley Morningstar felt she had never imagined herself as an Eastern sinner... or rather, her true identity was that of a law enforcer.
……
She never imagined that one day she would see her family's inn's chef injured by a weapon.
The blonde woman seemed to have forgotten that the figure in front of her was just a projection.
"What's wrong, you talkative bitch? Why don't you say something more to boast about to heaven?"
The more short-tempered Lute flew to the Dragon Girl before Adam could.
"You think heaven is like you imagine, cowering and listening to you, some nobody, spouting nonsense about grand principles?"
Exorcist Tian used his powerful, angry voice to press close to ■■■'s face in a threatening tone.
She took off her helmet, revealing her short white hair and eyes narrowed with anger.
Like ■■■, she has a pair of beautiful yet aggressive golden eyes.
"I hope you'll still be in your stupid hell princess's inn during our massacre."
The demon-slaying angel, petite in comparison to the Eastern enforcers, met the dragon girl's cold golden eyes with his own.
"Remember my face, you rotten maggot from hell... Whether you're a war god or anything else, we'll chop off your head!"
"I will take your arrogant head back to heaven as a trophy!"
As he said this, Lute curled the corners of his mouth and smiled maliciously at the visitors from hell.
"...Fuck yeah! You're absolutely right! You truly are my most awesome bitch exorcism captain!"
When they saw Lute confronting Daenerys, Adam, sitting in the stands, excitedly gave them the middle finger.
"..."
"Ruth!...Adam, keep your men in check!"
Seeing that things had suddenly developed this way, Sila, who had not actually intended to break off relations so easily, sounded a clear change in her tone.
"Hey, don't talk to me like that. Isn't it great that someone's standing up for their boss who doesn't dare say a word?"
At this moment, he didn't care about anything else and rolled his eyes without thinking, defending his subordinate Adam.
"Or are we just going to let this nobody point his finger at us and curse us like that? I'm not happy about that... No matter what happened, at least when facing this kind of guy, Heaven should still work together, right? This..."
"...That's not how it is at all!" Shira's angry voice interrupted Adam.
Faced with the angel hovering in front of her and her resolute killing intent, the indifferent dragon girl didn't even flinch.
She casually lowered her eyes to look at the short-haired exorcist angel, and then slowly raised her hand to pull out the rapier that was stuck in her shoulder.
The sharp blade scraped against the flesh, inch by inch detaching itself from the blurred, dripping wound.
■■■'s expression remained unchanged; as she drew her sword, every crevice in the Eastern Enforcer's armor suddenly glowed with a faint, orange-red light, as if filled with magma.
They flickered on and off, like breathing.
"Now I finally understand... why the King of Hell no longer faces you."
In the chaotic trial hall, the Dragon Girl suddenly spoke these words in a calm tone.
"Because neither deafening roars, deathly silence stained with blood, nor mournful sobs that have gone on for ages... can reach the ears of a dictator."
"You only want to hear what you hear."
She closed her eyes and opened them again, meeting Lute's gaze, which was filled with hatred, without fear.
"Hey, but you know what?"
"I am a Chinese from the porcelain country."
The dragon girl deftly flicked the dragon blood off the Exorcist Angel Sword.
The ever-flowing crimson, scattered like half a circle of broken thorns on the sacred floor of the angels' hall.
"I don't want to say too much about things like racism..."
"But I can tell you."
"My nation, my compatriots."
"Amidst the incomprehension of others, we will rebuild our skyscrapers countless times, even when they are teetering on the brink of collapse."
"Our beliefs are older than our very existence."
“Our thoughts will live on forever, but I am no longer worthy of holiness and grandeur; I cannot replace my friends, family, and compatriots.”
She said this calmly.
As his vocal cords vibrated, cracks spread outwards from the wound on his chest.
This strange situation caught the attention of Sila and Rut.
Both the supreme angels, who could sense the energy fluctuations, and the battle-hardened demon-slaying angels seemed to have noticed something amiss at that moment.
"But, angels."
"Believe me, even if I die in battle."
"I will also become an eternal nightmare, forever lingering in your hearts, until my comrades triumph, until the entire universe collapses into illusory dust."
Having said that.
The dragon girl suddenly smiled.
She smiled without showing her teeth, yet she was unrestrained, carefree, and wild.
the most important is……
—She raised the sword that had pierced her left chest.
"It's no use talking more."
"I use the power I am proud of to see every moment of human suffering."
"I will feel it, I will hear it."
"The weeping of hundreds of millions, the sorrow of hundreds of millions, the roar of hundreds of millions!"
"Even though the question I brought was just to ask for directions..."
"But from this day forward... I will fight for this injustice that Heaven has scorned!"
“I know you don’t care who I am at all, because I’m completely insignificant to you.”
"But please remember all our conversations today, for my heart no longer has any doubts about Heaven."
"It was you who couldn't wait to drag me into the camp of hell..."
"...So how could I let you down?"
“The pain and sorrow of hundreds of millions of compatriots flow in my veins. This blood... is nothing more than my tears for those lives that have already been lost.”
■■■The hand holding the sword was shrouded in blood.
And the sword from the angel was gradually enveloped by flames and flashing lightning!
A furious light flashed wildly in the holy hall of angels; the power originating from the enforcers of the East made the entire heaven tremble.
Even though she cannot harm the angels, she can still make every living being in heaven see her inextinguishable wrath.
If the angels don't want to see...
She would do everything she could to make them willing to watch and listen!
“Angels, when faced with a war, as the god who governs war, I will always obey a king.”
"Now, let's cheer for the Princess of Hell!"
"Shirley Morningstar!"
"Every breath I take, every piece of my flesh and blood will become her weapon, and I will sound the horn of victory for her!"
When cracks covered the dragon girl's entire face and body, it seemed that all the energy was transferred to the rapier she held in her hand.
Her sturdy figure stood between the two girls, like a black wall in a garden protecting the king within the city.
■■■The golden eyes are dazzling and captivating.
She roared, and even in her shattered state, she was still like a mad beast unleashed from its cage.
"If you want to fight me! You'd better have at least thirty divisions of angels!"
"Get this straight, if you're determined to provoke me..."
"And now—"
"You are the challengers!"
The dragon girl's roar echoed throughout the entire trial hall.
The sword in her hand suddenly exploded like an array, then turned into countless black fragments that scattered in all directions!
The rage of the Eastern enforcers, as vicious as a scene from a horror movie, erupted in the sacred hall.
The malice and declaration of war directed at her exploded like a final, resounding cry, like a lonely stranger issuing a challenge, turning the entire courtroom upside down.
"Adam! Maintain order!"
"Angels! Her power cannot harm you! Do not panic!"
Seeing ■■■ make a move, Xila's expression immediately changed, and she hurriedly waved to the center of the hall.
"Damn it...wait a minute! Look closely, isn't this woman the same woman from hell in the demo? How did she get here!?"
"...Those things are completely unimportant now—!"
Amid the chaos, Sila protected Emily, whose expression was complex and panicked, while angrily glaring at the brutal foreign law enforcement officers who were taking their anger out on innocent people.
As ■■■ recounted those cruel and dramatic stories, she had already begun to regret her decision… She never imagined things would turn out this way.
The six-winged archangel conjured a golden portal that was clearly larger than Adam's, as if attempting to send all the uninvited guests from hell back to where they belonged.
But then a deafening roar was heard, accompanied by a dragon's howl that echoed throughout the entire building, and a huge, unfamiliar dragon shadow, accompanied by a thick fog of black and blood, suddenly burst open from below!
The fog shot into the sky like a sword that had been suppressed for a long time, pointing directly at the Sira at the top and the holy light of the dome.
“You don’t need to do it yourself, ma’am.”
"But... I hope you like my little revenge."
"After all, I can't hurt you, right?"
The dragon girl's shadowy figure suddenly appeared from the thick fog.
She looked down at the six-winged archangel with a chilling gaze, who had been looking down on her from beginning to end.
When she saw that Sila was protecting Emily in her arms with a wary expression, she suddenly smiled mockingly, and then turned and disappeared into the rising blood mist.
The six-winged angel clenched his fists.
……
“……■■■?”
Still reeling from the sight of ■■■ turning into a bloody mist before her eyes, Shirley stared blankly at the portal that had suddenly appeared in front of her, resembling an ink painting array.