The Slayers
Chapter 36 (Season 2)
'How dare he!'
I am the type who does not like to be looked down upon. Especially by someone lower than me.
I cannot accept this humiliation. I'll make plans to kill him or my friend will kill him.
Because of Dere's condition, we discussed what to do. We decided to take a break.
This portal is beautiful and strange. The nets attached to each wall glowed, not too bright and not too dark.
That's why we don't need a campfire. Enjoying the natural light, makes us calm. No, this is very awkward.
Everyone was sitting in a circle, the fainted Dere was lying on my left.
Everyone, including Derey and me, looked at Mille. I'm sure everyone is wondering about him.
'How can an item bearer who has level 1 cut Dere's hand?' I'm sure everyone asked their minds.
Come to think of it, is he really level 1? He's a tall man, even more so than Derey. Derey's height is 178cm, while Mille's height is about 180cm.
But is physical strength measured by height?
Come to think of it, this fellow is indeed a bit mysterious, but who cares?
'I'll finish him off.'
After a few minutes, Dere woke up with his bandaged right hand.
"Eh, what are you guys...eh?" Dere, who was collecting lives, saw his right hand.
"Dere, relax, I can explain." I told Dere to calm down, but it didn't seem like it was going to work.
"Yeah...,aaaah..,AAAAAH!!!"
'Haaah~~,astaga.' Dere is a man who can't calm down. He is easily provoked and easily influenced.
"MY HAND..., WHERE'S MY RIGHT HAND!?"
"Relax Dere, I-" I know this would be impossible by just saying calm down. This guy is really hard to take care of.
"WHY IS THIS SO!?, YOU SHOULD EXPLAIN IN DETAIL!" Dere shouted and pulled my collar, I could feel water on my face, Liur Dere came out as he shouted.
"Relax, I'll explain it to you in detail." I let go of Dere's left hand clasping my collar, slowly of course. After that I wipe my face with a tissue, I always carry a tissue everywhere.
"Well..." Dere finally remembered what happened, he realized. Derey who received the bet from Dere smiled in satisfaction.
"We desperately withhold an attack from you, you're very skilled at being possessed." Well, in a moment, the most important part of my story.
"When you attacked me strongly, my sword was thrown."
I stopped telling stories for a moment, looking at my friends, they were hoping for the same thing as me.
Derey, he's an honest man, but we're a lot more. After all, we've been friends for a long time, he should have sided with us.
"My sword that was thrown and fell right in front of Mille, he took it and..."
"He's trying to kill you."
Dere's face, shocked instead of playing, in an instant he turned towards Mille, looking at him hatefully.
"But, I have an idea, I told Mille to cut off your right arm."
"She hesitated at first, but she finally tried." These lies disgusted me with myself, but at the same time, I was proud and I felt the victory.
"That's right, Mille really wanted to kill you, we desperately held back your attack, with no intention of hurting you one bit."
"Well, that's natural, and Mille's just an outsider anyway."
"But he should have thought even smarter, thankfully there was Dery."
It was fun, I won the amount and Derey was surprised, but he kept quiet.
Mille who was down, finally spoke.
"That's right, I'm sorry, I'll accept whatever your complaint is, Dere."
His answer confused me, he followed the plot without a defense?
"You.." Dere, who heard the word Mille, said,
"Fuck!" Dere ran over and punched the face, not the face covered in a white mask.
I see that can only say,
'Campus!'