Re: Turning
The White Death Angel

Gruzzex, Sam, and Ramley ran down the dark alley. Avoiding holes and carcasses of Meiolania in the back. Higg and Jane who become statues are pulled by them. Floating in the air thanks to Ramley's magic.

After a while, they stopped. In front of them was a wide gap. They can't just jump on him. Together, Higg and Jane fall to the ground. The wind magic that lifted them up was gone. Ramley's breath gasping. His physical strength was low as a magician.

“Mr Gruzzex... forgive me...” Ramley propped up his small body with a magic wand. The mana is over. A fatal condition for a witch. “Please, leave sa-“

“No.” The voice of the Gruzzex is firm. Although a little sadness. “I won't leave my partner! No more..”.

“Mr Gruzzex...”

Gruzzex looked towards the cave. He could feel a faint vibration from earlier. But now the vibration stopped. Shinnichi, a witch, was able to hold the Basilisk all this time? Honestly, Gruzzex was amazed. At the same time, he regretted it.

“... Why does talent seem to have to sacrifice itself.” Gruzzex clenched both hands. He wanted to protest against this unjust world.

“Why are you talking about me like I'm dead?”

“””-!?”””

The three adventurers widened their eyes. Their faces look like ghosts. No, maybe the young man before them was indeed a ghost? Shinnichi emerged from the darkness. Staring at them with a flat face, a little annoyed even. Like an avid person who sees others littering.

“T-lord Shinnichi?”

“A-you're alive!?”

“How....?”

Shinnichi shrugged his shoulders. He opened the [Storage] then thrust back the Gruzzex armor. “I think I scratched it a little, sorry.”

“Huh? A-ah, it's okay..”.

Shinnichi paid no heed to Gruzzex who was at a loss for words. He walked towards the couple who became rocks and then took out a blue crystal. Ramley looked at the rock strangely. He could feel Shinnichi draining Mana into the stone.

Water began to gush softly from the crystal. Moisturize the two statues. Ramley does not understand why Shinnichi doused Higg and Jane using a water-affinity magic stone. Of course, he immediately rounded his eyes a moment later.

“Ap-!?”

Both statues are shining brightly. Then, little by little, the stone curse disappeared. Like the missing mud flushed with water. Higg and Jane fell while coughing.

“Higg! Jane!” Gruzzex hurriedly hugged the two comrades. He is sure they will not return to how they were. But, Shinnichi managed to do so as easily as turning his palm.

“Gruzzex-dono?”

“What happened? Where are we?”

The confused Jane and Higg began to ask. Gruzzex began to explain. Shinnichi keeps back Emphiria's crystal. He felt a stare from Ramley.

“Gift from friends.” Shinnichi explained briefly. Ramley, despite looking dissatisfied, nodded in understanding.

“How...” Sam who had been silent started to raise his voice. Mysterious as always. “How can you beat Basilisk?”

It was the first time Shinnichi heard Sam ask him. Unlike the Beastkin cat who always questioned him at all times. At least he'll answer Sam's question.

“I didn't look him in the eye.”

“…?”

Sam naturally did not understand Shinnichi's words. The first thing a person should do if meeting a Basilisk is of course to take a look. But, is that enough? Of course not, except.

“-!! You beat him without using the eyes?”

Shinnichi shrugged his shoulders. Technically, he did defeat the Basilisk without using his sight. Confess it directly? Shinnichi did not want to. He almost died because of it. He didn't want to show off that sort of thing.

“Great...” Sam muttered, looking at him in admiration. The other party members also looked at him the same.

Shinnichi's heart felt heavy receiving such unnecessary praise and admiration. He wants them to stop. He does not deserve it.

“You beat him, didn't you?” The voice within Schwarz again sounded in his head. Once again feeling Shinnichi's heart and emotions. “Almost dead though, the monster lost thanks to your efforts. A little cocky, you pessimist.”

Shinnichi thought a little of Schwarz's words before smiling lightly. The reason why Emphiria loves Schwarz is becoming clearer every day. He did not say it of course, he did not need the ravings of the dragon emperor who boasted of himself and his wife.

“?”

Shinnichi felt something strange. Smelling something more precisely. Smells similar to iron or rust. Shinnichi noticed it; the smell of blood.

Not waiting for Gruzzex and the others, Shinnichi jumps over the ravine easily. He ran fast. Trying to reach the outside world. It doesn't take a minute, it's already outside. And the scenery there, can make anyone nauseous.

Almost a hundred adventurers; male as well as female. Old or young. They lay on wet ground. Wet not because of rain, but because of their blood. Minimal early morning light covered the scale, but it was very clear that there was a battle here.

Party Gruzzex came out a moment later. And they immediately realized what was happening. Ramley tried to suppress the nausea. He is weak against things like blood. Higg hugs Jane, trying to distract her from the brutal scene. Sam and Gruzzex stared in disbelief.

“Ap-!?”

“Ugh!”

“A-what happened here..?”.

“Monster..?”

“Ah, Some are still alive!” Higg exclaims.

“We have to save them. Jane, please use your healing magic.” Gruzzex gave the order. He threw his armour to the side. “Sam, Ramley. Gather the wounded. Higg, I'm sorry, but please collect the victims with me.”

The four people nodded in understanding. Under the leadership of Gruzzex, they began to move. Using magic and their bodies to save those who still hold life. Green light shot out from Jane's wand and enveloped the victims. Heals a little of their wounds.

Shinnichi was silent for a moment. His eyes examined every inch of the scene before him. He didn't find it. His eyes became cold.

“Shinnichi.” Schwarz called his name.

Shinnichi walked through dozens of bodies scattered in the field. The wounds on their bodies were neat. Like being hit by sharp blades instead of claws or fangs of monsters. There was someone or a group that came attacking them.

Shinnichi stops behind Jane.Ramley and Sam lies down a familiar face. Jane cast a spell for an intermediate-level healing magic, [Heal]. Green light enveloped him.

 “Ugh...” He heard someone moan. A Tiger Beastkin. Hans, he saw her with Genia a few hours ago. A friendly uncle was his first impression. Different from now, covered in blood and full of bruises. It was a miracle for an old man to survive with that much injury.

“Who...” Jane asked him. “Who did this..?”

Hans opened his mouth. Resisting the pain that strikes her every time her muscles move. “K-Keln and Heln..”.

“Greatsword twins? Why?” Jane doesn't understand. The two men were the greatest adventurers in Iedrich. A rating, same as Gruzzex. If the two of them fought together, even Gruzzex was no match for them.

“Gerald…. They're told..”.

“Greenmile Company? Why...?”

Hans did not answer Jane. More precisely, he cannot. In front of him, a young man stood up. In his eyes, the young man's face was blurry, like another young man his age But, his eyes. Eyes cold and sharp. Like a sword sticking out his throat.

“Where do they go?” Shinnichi's voice came out quietly. Anyone can feel it. The anger behind that quiet voice. A smoldering fire hidden by a solid wall of ice.

Hans' mouth was dry. The pressure Shinnichi exerts is more than any monster he has ever faced in his life. Stammering, he answered. “I-Capital...”.

Shinnichi did not answer. He looked towards Jane. “Which Way is the Capital?”

Jane pointed North. “Me-they must not be far away..” Jane tried not to fall unconscious.

“….”

Shinnichi opened the [Storage] to take out a mask. Wearing it, a purple aura burst out from him. Unlike the time in the Dungeon, there was no shadow tail or purple lightning, but unmistakably, the aura of the Dragon Schwarz surrounded Shinnichi. He walked away from the adventurers. Passing Jane, Sam, Ramley, Higg and Gruzzex.

Gruzzex and his party could only stare without even taking out a word. For them and the inhabitants of this world, the Dragon is a presence that is above everything else. Some kind of god or more often, a natural calamity. Feeling the aura of the dark dragon so close made them mute. There is something that prevents them from saying or doing something; fear that prevents them.

“T-wait!” Even so, someone let out his voice. Hans stood up despite being quite badly injured. He held his torn waist. He limps to Shinnichi, ignoring Jane's warning.

Shinnichi glanced at Hans at a glance. In his hand was a short sword. He saw Hans thrusting the sword at him. “This... belongs to Genia.”.

Shinnichi received the sword. Ordinary, without any elaborate ornaments or hidden skills. But, Shinnichi held it tightly. “Thank you.”

Shinnichi ran a few steps before lowering his body. Then, with a force that exceeded someone of his size, he kicked the ground. Shocks that exceed any earthquake hit the surrounding area. The tremor was even felt from Iedrich, 60 km away.

“I-is it dragon power?” Higg was the first to ask.

“No. That's half dragon.” Gruzzex shook his head.

“... We are lucky he is on our side.” Sam chimed.

“I pray for the safety of his enemy.” Jane clenched her hands together and prayed to the Goddess.

“White Angel of Death...” Ramley could only murmur the title of that young man.

Tests. Tests. The water started falling. Cold, but cooler than usual. Ramley turned his head. The early morning sky was clear with no clouds everywhere. Where did that water come from?

“””-!??”””

Then, something extraordinary happened. The wounds present on the bodies of the adventurers began to heal on their own. Not only that, plants began to emerge from underground. Like time is fast.

“A-what is this..?”

“God of Dewi?”

Gruzzex turned to the north. He smiles. “No, this is thanks to Shinnichi-dono.”

“M-Angel!”

That day, bringing calamity and blessings behind him, the White Angel of Death descended on Zelfria.

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The sun is coming up soon. Even so, darkness still dominates. At times like this, the world is in a state of silence. But, in a forest in the middle of the Ronzi continent, a noise passed through the landscape of the trees.

The rhythmic and powerful pounding of the horse's legs seemed to rattle the surrounding forest. The dried leaves were crushed under their nails, the bushes and small plants that were stepped on could no longer stand. Pulling the horse carriage with all his might. The driver who brought the whip didn't let them stop for any reason. It was like rushing to leave that shady realm.

Inside the horse carriage, a dozen wooden boxes were neatly arranged. Every now and then, the shock of the carriage shook the contents of the box, but Gerald Grog Greenmile did not care. The man who looked like an Orc child was staring at a cage before him. Inside, it was not an exotic animal or monster, but to him the Beastkin race was indeed the same as an animal.

The green-haired man had a foul smile on his face. Gerald had a reputation throughout the kingdom of Birre, a slave maniac. Her satisfaction was seeing dozens of her slaves suffer. The right sentence to describe him is a sadistic man who likes to torture others. As the kingdom of Beastkin, he should be punished with a proper reply. However, what power. Money controls everything. As the second subsidiary of Greenmile, Birre's second-largest trading company, the law couldn't touch it.

“….”

Inside the cage, a rabbit Beastkin, Genia sat with her hands chained. The position of the chain forced him to continue raising his hand. The rusty condition of the chain also scratched his hand every time the carriage shook. From the beginning, his wrist was bleeding again. His ears are drowning. The tunic Shinnichi bought is now dirty and messy. Just like before he rescued Shinnichi less than a week ago. Unlike her old self, Genia was not desperate. He was not willing to comfort her by shedding tears.

“You know, I paid good money to get you.” Gerald started babbling. The sarcastic tone filled every word. “You should be happy, right? You're so appreciated.”

“... You're crazy.” Genia practically spit.

Gerald's eyebrows twitched. An animal dares to insult him? Gerald could barely contain his anger. He will punish this rabbit severely.

“Shinnichi-sama will“

“The young man? Where possible.” Gerald cut Genia. He brought his face to the side of the cage. “He's strong? Then, what? You think one man can fight hundreds of Meiolania?”

“Shinnichi-sama can.” Genia menajwab. The ears of the rabbit stand up straight. Without taking time to think about the answer.

“Hah... Haha! Hahahaha!” Gerald started laughing. The confidence of this animal is too great. Even a shameless person would lose to that arrogance. “Yes, putting high expectations is not wrong. And...”

Gerald covered his mouth. Covering his big smile. “When you realize it, that despair will taste very sweet in my mouth.” Gerald laughed again.

‘Shinnichi-sama..

In his heart, Genia only bsia wishes to Shinnichi. Gerald's words seeped a little in his heart. What if he doesn't survive? What if he doesn't come out of the cave? All sorts of speculations revolved within his head once again.

Then, his ears held up.

A pair of twin men sat in the coachman's seat. Ignoring the laughter behind them. Serious expressions were placed on their faces that were full of wounds. The result of fighting with a hundred adventurers. Heln and Keln won of course. But there is no victory without a price. Even for the two strongest adventurers in Iedrich.

Growing up in a poor neighborhood, their goal was to collect as much treasure as possible. Since childhood, they have seen the difference between precious people and those who are poor. Heaven and earth; and they wanted to touch the heavens. No, they want to rule that sky. Whatever and how.

Under Gerald, they can make that dream come true. They did not care if they were told to slaughter a group of monsters or a village. If the price is right, they will do anything.

Once again confirming their dream, Heln jerked her hand. Horse harnesses snatched their mouths, a sign to speed up the pace. Suddenly.

“”-!?””

The brothers felt it. That kill is so big. Like someone sticking an axe on their head. The three horses pulling the carriage also felt it. Spontaneous, they stopped.

Heln and Keln looked over and there. Trying to figure out the source of that pressure. Can't find him, they jump down. Unlock their Greatsword.

Woosh! The sound of wind was rushing over them. Sounds like the wings of a bird. But, bigger. They raise their heads.

A figure floated in the dark sky. Blacker than the night itself. A speck of purple light became a single clue that something was up there. The figure floated past the moon that was starting to slip. His silhouette was clearly visible in front of the bright moon.

‘Dragon!?’

Heln and Keln could not believe their eyes.

The walking natural disaster is the nickname for most dragons. One flap of their wings was able to create a ferocious storm. One step they were able to cause a huge earthquake. One breath of fire they were able to scorch a city.

They have to fight a dragon? Only a fool can think of that. However, it was fortunate for them that the silhouette was not a dragon.

Dipping sharply, he landed like a meteor. Surrounded by a purple aura, he stood up.

Heln and Keln are stuck. Can't say a word. There was one emotion swirling around in their heads. Emotions they have not felt for a long time; fear.

Heln and Keln knew. Death lurks near. They knew a day like this would come. What they didn't know was why the figure that would end them was so terrible?

A pair of smoke-like black wings on his back, occasionally flapping and spreading mist. The right hand is blade-shaped, sharp and dangerous. And that horrible face was like a nightmare. His jaw was half flesh, half bone. Half human, half dragon. His left eye was completely black, except for a speck of purple light in the middle. The word “humanoid” is almost insufficient to describe it.

Two wings on its back moved back, one up, one down. Reunited with his body, forming a robe. He stepped forward. Every step he took felt slow, yet certain.

Heln and Keln move on. Their instincts tell them to run as far as possible. However, they will not bow to instinct. They were traveling at a speed that did not match their large bodies and heavy armor.

““HRRAAAH!””

They swung the Greatsword with all their might. Intending to cut the creature with their Greatsword blades like scissors. Swings filled with their desire to live. To achieve the dream. The strongest swing they will give you in a lifetime.

Honey, their ‘strongest’ concept is useless in front of him.

Trang! Trang! Two gestures. Just two simple and quick movements fended off the two twin men's Greatsword. The sparks glimmered, illuminating the figure's face. They saw. The emotions that the figure put on.

The furies.

The figure raised his right ‘hangan’. The hand that should have been 80 cm long was elongated and enlarged. It swung the new blade – is now 2 meters long – once.

Brugh! Brugh! Both men fell. Their heads rolled on the ground.Heln and Keln were taken dead. He was a man in a hurry.

The figure kept walking. Heedless of the two corpses that fell at his feet. He stepped to the back of the car. His eyes examined the vehicle. He stood in the back, staring into the cloth-covered car.

He put his hand forward. The black blade extended instantly. Stirring a little, he pulled it back. The red blood looked bright on his black blade. The horse carriage swayed a little.

It goes upstairs. The first thing he saw was a fat man lying down. Blood came out from his hollow chest. Next to him was a large cage. The figure looked at the rabbit Beastkin girl inside.

“S-Shinnichi-sama Genia can barely call her name. The pressure he felt was so great.

The young man before him was so different from his usual appearance. The bored and flat expression he put on was now nowhere to be seen. Replacing him, a ferocious expression. Like a wild animal.

Shinnichi walked towards him. The iron bars holding him looked fragile in his hands. Bends and breaks like a wire.

Inside the cage, his eyes were directed towards Genia. The girl trembled in fear under Shinnichi's gaze. For the right reasons. Shinnichi lifts the Abyssal Mist.

“Shinnichi! Control yourself!”

Schwarz's voice echoed in his head.  Despite the anger that engulfs them both, Schwarz warns Shinnichi. Little late.

The Abyssal Mist swung down. The eyes of Genia are rounded. He looked at the blade.