The Slayers
Chapter 38 (Season 2)

"Damn it! where are the others!?" I asked Derey who was next to me.

"The devil's mouth!, what useless? good thing I used the [Friends mark]."

"Where is everyone's location?" Ask Derey. I saw a screen showing the location. I got the information, we were divided into 4 groups.

I put my right hand toward my mouth and spoke.

"Hello? can you hear?"

Elsewhere, they heard a voice out of nowhere, and they realized that it was from the palm of their hand that contained Dery's [Friends mark].

"If you can hear me, please speak. Close your mouths to the [Friends mark]."

Before long, Dery heard voices from his friends.

"Good! Now I'll talk fast and listen carefully." Talking through the [Friends mark] requires mana, therefore, the use of every second of the moment means.

"We got separated because Dere stepped on a trap. Therefore, I will activate [Trail from your friends], make sure to follow in his footsteps."

[Trail from your friends] skill that can be used if the target is affixed [Friends mark]. You could say, the skill possessed by Dery is related to friends.

After that, Dery activated the [Trail from your friends] skill.

A white thread appeared on Dery's palm, not just one, but six white threads shining brightly.

The six threads indicated the location of his friend.

"Come Derey!" I said to Derey. We both ran towards the direction indicated by the white thread.

The thread doesn't number 7 because Derey is by my side. If we have met face to face with a friend, then the net will automatically disappear.

We ran, carefully avoiding annoying traps. Passing through the annoying treasure chest, it was very tempting in shape, but due to the incident that befell Dere, we passed through it without knowing what it contained.

The two people we met the first time were Deri and Dera. 2 threads disappeared, 4 threads left.

"Oh thank God, you're fine." I thank God, the shield of my life is alive.

"Huh.hah.hah, I finally met you both." Said Deri.

"Nobody else met?" Ask Dera.

"Not yet, I'm not sure where they are but I hope they're-"

The words I want to say get stuck in my throat. The remaining thread 4, now only 3 left.

In addition to meeting with friends, the thread can be lost if the person marked with the [Friends mark] is injured or dead.

'Don't-don't, the missing thread is-'

If I'm right, eat Mille with Dere. Dere was very vengeful with Mille, if only a light wound might the thread just dim, but if the wound was serious or died, the thread would automatically disappear.

But it seemed like my guess was wrong, a surprise came again.

One thread dimmed, but before long, the thread disappeared.

'If it's not Dere or Mille, then who?'

What a dangerous situation. I need to find the other two, maybe there's a very powerful monster. But this is a spider-type labyrinth.

All the complicated questions I get rid of first.

"Let's guys, let's find another one."

They nodded in agreement, following the run.

With an unsettled heart, I ran as the thread showed.

And finally met two other people. They are Dero and Deru.

"Any finally meet!" I was tired of running for so long without stopping.

"Thank God, I'm running." Said Dero.

"Now stay-" Deru saw the other members, but I cut him off, he said,

"They're dead." I said calmly without emotion.

Everyone rolled their eyes, not believing what I said. I added,

"[Friends mark] is gone, [Friends mark] will disappear if we meet, or die."

I didn't mention getting hurt, I didn't want to waste time on those two.

Dere is impatient, grumpy, easily provoked by emotion, and only dares to the weaker of him.

As for Mille, he's nothing, he's just the one who followed us, carrying our stuff.

"Let's continue, there's no point in looking for the uncertain." They were all sad, but we all went on our way.

I don't know until we're going to walk, but I'm going to walk the sure way, because I'm the protagonist.

My words are true, I walk the straight path for sure.

There was light in the straight path we went through, like the road to victory, sweet victory waiting for us.

The light blinded us, but I didn't close my eyes, I opened my eyes wide.

Finally, we arrived at a very spacious round hall. Unlike the wall and floor were dirty brown full of nets, this time clean white.

It was very steady to look at, but this beautiful sight was ruined, there was one person sitting in the chest, and under the chest there was a human body, it looked like the person's skin had veins like roots, like,it's dark green.

I finally realized something, something surprising, the person sitting on the chest smiled.

Have blood-red eyes, black hair, a very ordinary black jacket, but nothing less than it.

"You..., you're Mille?" The one who asked was Derey, not me.

"Yes and no." Very confusing short answer.

"Speak clearly, who are you? Why do you have Mille's chest?" I tried asking him.

"It's me, Mille, but I'm not Mille either."

The answer is unclear from unclear people.

"The answer is clear! Who are you!?" My patience is almost over.

"My name is Mille Pattes, but it's just a pseudonym."

Pseudonym? Mean…

"My name is Alan lexius, sad to see you!"

What the fuck, weird guy.

"I thought about how, turns out just a team full of people with trashy personalities."

This guy, he talks very casual and annoying, with his smile that makes people emotional.

"Only Derey has any good qualities, the rest don't, let alone you." Pointing me with his finger.

"The narcissist who thinks he's the protagonist makes good use of the situation, but it's a pity because this time your enemy is me."

'She, how does she know!?' This guy is totally unpredictable.

"Here you go, I don't want to linger."

He jumped down and walked towards us.

"Where's Dere?" Ask him.

"Well, you forgot your own temper?" Every word he spoke annoyed me.

"Jawab only!"

"That's your friend, even his name."

No one else, we looked back, nothing.

And I finally realized, the person under the chest is Dere.

"You!"

"Calm down, you'll meet her soon."

Deri thoughtlessly ran towards him and attacked Alan with his sword.

As for Alan, he was just his index finger casually.

"Huh...?" His index finger was spinning like a drill, his reaction was ordinary, like he had experienced this every day.

Deri kept attacking with full amara, he didn't care about Alan's finger.

Alan casually dodged to the side, and stabbed…

****!

Deri's neck was pierced with her drill-like finger.

"Well, who else wants to be on tusb*l?"