Death Games
Ellio and Jion

Gyges.

The King, who is a pure descendant of Reygan Cottia, appears to lie on a bed studded with silk cloth.

The ceiling of the room is nuanced dome with paintings of men and women sitting on a swing.

Interesting to look at but unclear what it means. Because behind the happy shades of the figure in the picture, there was a pool of blood under their feet. The little boy drowned there.

Such is the picture of the painting in front of the eyes.

Every now and then, Aegayon Cottia plays her golden hair. Each touch featured a falling glistening powder.

Beside him, there was a red crow belonging to Blerda who faithfully accompanied him. It contained the woman's message about her plans for the world.

“If you really want to make a change, why half-and-half like this? You should have also attacked here,” so muttered the King.

His face was still unclear as to what it was, as it was covered by his arms as well as his long hair while speaking.

The humans.

Shouts of moaning in the World Guide. Their residential area, hit by cerberus with ferocity. Many died from being the food of legendary monsters. The lifeless body splattered like waste meat for the starving animal.

But on the one hand, Julius Troy just silently watched it all. Although he is not the leader of the human race in the World Guide region, it does not reject the fact that his figure has a high influence on his people.

Only, the message from the red crow made him lazy to do anything there. It was better for him to sleep in the dungeon and let his superiors handle it all.

Even if those people died, it would have no effect on him either.

He doesn't care and doesn't want to know about his surroundings. That is what the real thing is.

Silence was brewing along the forbidden forest. Each tree trunk was filled with black moss with a mud-like scent.

No animal howls. Even the noise of the flying birds did not reverberate.

However, there was someone with a lantern in hand. The lack of light there and only decorated with a little fireflies, accompany his figure.

But what was surprising was his appearance. There's a horn on the head. Giant bat-like wings fluttered on his back. The fangs on his upper teeth were quite disturbing his charming appearance.

Her exotic skin was so contrasted with her golden eyes. He muttered suddenly but it was unclear what his mouth was about.

“Hah!” screech someone finally.

After a long time fainting, Aza Ergo was aware of his condition. Once it throbbed its head, it was like being hit by a blunt hammer repeatedly.

But he did not expect. If around him there are some foreign leaders in plain sight.

“Aware?” the first greeting Hanzo made to him.

It only took a moment for the empusa higher-ups to reply. Slowly he looked to his left.

“All is well,” Horusca said.

And the higher-ups know exactly what it means. Of course it has to do with the members of his trip who were not present there.

“But this sight, did you do it?” ask Estes to him.

Aza did not respond to him. Unless his vision swept the surrounding state.

The lashings of the corpses of the Zenolea around them were pretty slick to behold.

“I'm a magma controller. Where could I be the suspect?” kilah Aza while standing with great difficulty.

Surely, his efforts were looked at strangely by Beltelgeuse Orion. After all, the figure of the supreme hunch owner felt a strangeness from him.

Like sadness emanated from Aza Ergo who was just awake. I don't know what exactly it is, but it's not good to ask that in front of everyone.

“Entahlah. I've already passed out without knowing which way the animal went,” explained the magma controller with his leisure.

Shortly thereafter, a blue flare like fireworks broke out on the ceiling away from view. Many times, and not just in one place, but in several areas.

Judging from its location, it can be ascertained that it came from the residence of the nations.

About five locations of the flares echoed familiar markings over their land. If the color blue is repeated is a message if victory in the war has been obtained by him.

So that means, the fight in the World Guide caused by Cerberus is no longer happening.

But, a human child stared silently at the forbidden area in front of him.

Alea Riz.

The son of man who came to that world to change his fate. Feeling that the purpose of his life is increasingly diverging from his dreams.

Ever since setting foot here, none of the required crystals had appeared to him.

Whether until when he will be here, honestly the longing for the mother has gnawed at his heart.

Hoping that none of this would destroy his hope of returning to his homeland.

“Blue outside? What means?” ask someone at the figure behind him.

“That's the victory sign of the inhabitants of the World Guide in the fight.”

“So? So who's the opponent? Is it possible that the figure in the dream of the God Apollo?”

“Entah.” The old man who was asked then added firewood to his campfire. “Hey, Son. When do you want to sleep? You haven't even eaten anything since we first met.”

And the young man he spoke to only opened his eyes at a glance. It brought forth a rarity from his companion, then slowly put his consciousness back to sleep.

“Ellio has always been so. Ever since he came here, he rarely spoke. Is something bothering you? You can tell me. Because after all, I'm still your friend. Isn't that why we came together?” jion was sitting nearby.

Inevitably, Riz's former best friend rose from the fall. Stare calmly at the bully at his school.

“I'm just tired. Somehow, since coming here default I want to sleep.”

“Maybe you miss your house,” between the old pack who burned fish for them.

“Come on, we just came here. If you're going home, isn't it so unpleasant? After all I haven't played around with anyone since entering this place. I really need someone to profitably stretch his body which is quite overwhelmed.”

And Ellio who heard his chatter, just stared quietly. However, his figure knows that the bully in his school just wants to find bullying materials.

But I don't know what's on his mind. Remembering his figure was like not interested in the Jion lyric in front of him.   

“True too. Alea Riz. I saw that he had entered the registration. Doesn't that mean he's also in the world of the Guide? I wish I could meet him. Because there is nothing better than him, in satisfying my desire as an assandia (fighter)”

Ellio who heard that also slowly clenched his left hand tightly. Although invisible to two people nearby, but the strong grip managed to make his nails penetrate the palm of the hand.

Placing a gripping hole so that the wound hurts his physique.

It's not clear what made Ellio that way. But his behavior just now was clearly inversely proportional to the look on his face.

His stature was like a calm yet sweeping stream of water.