Reincarnated Into Weak Noble
Chapters 16. I can't do it

‘They are none other than ‘umbral plague’ sufferers, but why are they here?’

Arthur still did not understand the situation. Amidst the sudden confusion one of the many enemies leapt towards Arthur, about to clutch his neck, but with a nimble movement Arthur leapt back.

He did not give a counterattack because it would make them hurt. Though controlled and visibly disgusting to Arthur, they are human.

“... Please us, this is very sick.”

“Sickness, pain, please end our life!”

Arthur closed his eyes, he did not have the courage to even deliver a small blow to them, for him they were still weak humans no difference.

“Why didn't you kill him, Brother Arthur?”

Arthur looked back because he heard a familiar voice. He was sweating not wanting to suspect that his thinking was right, but fate said something else.

“Aron! Why are you here?”

“Why? You ask, why? The answer is obvious, Arthur! I came here to find a way to recover from this disease, I heard that if I complete this Dungeon then it can grant people a request.”

“But here too danger Aron better you go home soon!”

Aron was silent and staring. “That's also one of the reasons brother Arthur, if it's dangerous then I can die here.” He smiled, ending his sentence.

“That's right, son Arthur. In addition to finding ways to cure diseases we also look for ways to die.”.

The figure of the old mother walked behind Aron and he was none other than Glena.

‘Even he came here too.’.

Too busy with the two, suddenly the enemy who was behind clutched Arthur and clasped his neck very tightly, making him short of breath and petrified.

But even so Arthur did not fight back, he received a grip from the one around his neck.

“Sister Arthur why didn't you kill him? They've no hope, please kill them and us.”

Arthur's eyes were closing tightly. The one who gripped his neck firmly was already controlled by unbearable emotions. Not just one person, little by little more and more surrounded Arthur and continued to scream hysterically.

Just as Arthur wanted to give up, suddenly the sound of a leg stomp made him aware. This shock echoed through the room, making both Aron and Glena stare back to watch the figure that produced a noise.

“Arthur!”

The figure of the old man came. He grasped his red sword very tightly, along with it his sword turned pitch-black.

Arthur opened his eyes wide he knew what the figure was going to do, with his breath and mouth still panting he shouted.

“Do not do that Tamus-“

Slash

Arthur's words stopped. Not yet finished talking, everyone who gathered attacked him died. Their bodies were neatly cut and their heads cut off. Blood poured out thanks to the dark attack owned by Tamus managed to create a room full of fresh blood.

Aron and Glena jumped up to avoid the slash so they were safe.

“Why did you kill them?”

“Listen to me! They-“

“Just because they are different you consider them trash! You're the same as everyone else, Tamus. They are ‘umbral Plague’ sufferers just like me, unwanted and loved, so I know the feelings from them. That's why I tried to find a way to cure them.. And you killed him instead!”.

Arthur let out all the complaints experienced so far. His red eyes stared intently at the corpse, he was completely shocked by what had happened.

“Listen to me Arthur—”

Swoosh

The attack flashed from the enemy with its sharp claws, about to stab Arthur who was still frozen. Luckily Tamus responded quickly, he resisted the attack with his red sword.

“Talk it later! Now if you want to live, hold your sword! If you can't kill them leave it to me, I'll take your sins as a teacher.”

Like a fire of encouragement, the speech managed to affect Arthur's brain. He stood up and held his sword. His red eyes stared intently at the group of sufferers of ‘umbral Plague’ who lost consciousness.

“I know Tamus.”

Unlike before, Arthur dares to swing his sword at every enemy that is about to attack him. Arthur simply resisted the attack and retaliated using the back sword so as not to inflict a slash wound.

Cring

Arthur resisted the sharp fingernail attack of one of the many people gathered with his holy sword. This group of people is very much honest Arthur and Tamus outnumbered.

The person who attacked them were about thousands to the point of filling this Dungeon room, whereas the two of them were just somehow finishing without killing.

“What are you doing? quickly kill them and also try to kill me brother Arthur,” said Aron who was above.

Arthur ignores his words and continues to attack the enemies. Every time he defeated an enemy would then appear again, endless.

Seeing the persistence of Arthur makes Aron and his mother so slightly touched, but their time is also running out.

The two people were screaming in pain and hysterics, they were just like everyone here. Start behaving crazy.

Arthur who was busy fighting the enemy so frightened he looked at Aron and how surprised he saw Aron's condition.

She screamed in pain and endlessly injured herself, no matter her face was filled with blood she scratched it to satisfaction. This also applies to Glena.

Arthur remembered their words where he had to kill him when the time came and this was the time.

“K.. Brother Arthur, kill me..”.

A soft voice came from Aron, like a child crying sobbing he looked pitiful, but the difference was one. These tears were the blood that came out of his eyes.

Arthur swallowed.

‘So it's time, yes.?’

‘But I can't kill them.’