Chapter 317

Lacrosha was convulsing.

The girl with white hair trembled, her face and lips completely pale.

She seemed to be suffering from an unbearable chill.

Scales sprouted from below, piercing through her fair skin.

Naturally, blood flowed.

Her pupils slit vertically, and her human flesh peeled off like a husk.

She was becoming like a snake.

The entire process looked agonizingly painful.

The girl’s body was giving birth to her soul, a horned white snake, with grotesque pain.

“Lacrosha…!”

Beila Beile was almost howling.

She was his childhood friend whom he had harbored feelings for a long time.

Lacrosha wasn’t even particularly interested in the immortality plan, but she was participating because of Beila.

Beila Beile felt indescribable grief at the sight of his crush turning into a snake.

It hurt as if hooks were tearing into his heart and pulling it this way and that.

He grabbed the convulsing Lacrosha and shouted.

“Why, why is this happening… Why…!”

“Move, Beila.”

Sen Sorti pushed the clown aside.

She had accepted the fruit of immortality and was in the form of a silver dragon with forty-eight wings.

Beila realized that he was also in the form of a flower with a thousand petals.

“…….”

Sen Sorti caught her breath in front of the convulsing Lacrosha.

As the silver dragon carefully exhaled, silver dust scattered.

She was equally bewildered by the abnormal change happening to Lacrosha.

However, the reason for a seven-star mage is too solid to be shaken by a little bewilderment.

Sen Sorti realized that each of the forty-eight wings sprouted on her was more suitable for casting magic than her original hands.

She was exceptional even amidst her bewilderment.

Creating and combining hundreds of spells necessary for the current situation, she deeply examined Lacrosha’s convulsions.

Gazes gathered.

There were six ringleaders of the plan excluding Sen Sorti.

They all held their breath and watched Sen Sorti and Lacrosha.

There was no time to rejoice in the immortality they had obtained.

“…….”

“…Is it over? What is it?”

Sen Sorti did not answer Beila Beile’s question.

Seeing her just bowing her head without flapping her wings or casting magic anymore felt frustrating.

Beila Beile had no choice but to shout, even knowing he was being rude.

“Say something! What’s wrong!”

“Beila….”

Sen Sorti slowly opened her lips.

The silver dragon’s eyes held a sorrowful look.

Beila wanted to deny that sorrowful look, but it was an unavoidable reality.

However, Sen Sorti continued speaking cruelly.

“…The good news and the bad news. Which one do you want to hear first?”

“I… I….”

At the unexpected question, Beila Beile flinched and stepped back.

The power received from the Undying Demon Queen transformed them into beings beyond human, but his heart was still just a child of barely twenty years old.

“…I can’t choose.”

“No. Choose.”

“…The good news. The good news first….”

“Alright.”

Sen Sorti let out a sigh.

Since becoming the form of a silver dragon, a halo of silver light followed every breath.

It was truly beautiful, but Beila couldn’t admire it at all.

“This convulsion of Lacrosha is a natural phenomenon.”

“Natural? This state…?”

“Yes. It might be painful, but it won’t last long.”

As she said, Lacrosha’s convulsions were subsiding.

Perhaps the chill and pain were also subsiding, as her breathing seemed to become easier.

“This is the process of accepting the fruit of immortality. It is bound to stabilize soon.”

“Oh. That’s a relief….”

“However.”

Sen Sorti spoke firmly.

She lowered her gaze.

Lacrosha was there.

But there was no human form.

Lacrosha had become a horned white snake, not a human.

Beila Beile’s face shriveled up instantly. Grief, shock?

Because of the wretchedness that couldn’t be fully explained by any words.

“Lacrosha is now….”

“…….”

Beila shook his head.

It meant don’t say anymore.

But Sen Sorti had no choice but to say it.

She had to say it.

Her eyes looking at the girl who had become a large snake were full of pity.

“…She is not her anymore.”

“What, do you mean…?”

“The fruit of immortality makes the human soul mighty. No, it peels off all seven layers and puts it on a high place.”

Continue. Beila muttered.

“The body is the vessel of the soul. The body is transforming to contain a soul that is too mighty.”

“That’s the same for us too…!”

Beila showed his hand.

The palm is a thousand.

He had a thousand hands hanging next to his head like fruit.

The others were the same.

Caseptus was in the form of a giant with an eagle’s head.

Debius was in the form of a steel lion walking on two feet.

Hiraeum was in a dim form that made it impossible to distinguish between man, woman, old, or young.

Ahmena Eln Yade Asmir was in a form with seven pairs of fluttering butterfly wings like dancing clothes.

Cordisias remained in human form, but all the others had taken forms that were not human.

“No. It is different from us.”

Sen Sorti shook her head.

She was in the form of a silver dragon when she started shaking her head, but before anyone knew it, she had returned to her human appearance.

She was still heavily pregnant.

“As you felt, we can return to human form like this if we want. But Lacrosha….”

Hiss, a sound was made.

It was the sound of Lacrosha, who had completely turned into a snake, flicking her tongue.

Sen Sorti unknowingly bit her lip tightly.

Sen Sorti also had a friendship with Lacrosha.

“…Cannot return to her original form.”

“Lacrosha… became a monster?”

“Just because she isn’t human doesn’t necessarily mean a monster….”

“What about her mind?”

“…….”

Beila Beile looked at Lacrosha, but Lacrosha only flicked her tongue.

“It’s me.”

He grit his teeth.

Beila quickly returned to his human form and approached Lacrosha.

He forced a bright smile, but the white snake, perhaps feeling threatened instead, made even sharper hiss, hiss sounds.

“It’s me, Lacrosha….”

He reached out his hand to the horned white snake.

The snake looked alternately at that hand and Beila’s face, then began to approach slowly, very slowly.

“See! She recognizes me!”

A smile spread across Beila’s lips.

He muttered like a madman.

It’s just that she can’t speak because she’s not used to a snake’s mouth.

I’m fine even if you are a snake.

“You know, right, Lacrosha? I was going to confess after this plan ended…. So when you caught me preparing a bunch of dahlia flowers you like, I was really surprised….”

“…….”

“…But you pretended not to know? Telling me to hide it better. I know, I know too. We knew each other’s hearts. Sorry, I was too late. I didn’t have courage, courage…. But now, the promise to marry later that we made back then, I will definitely…….”

Blood flowed.

“…….”

Beila looked down at his wrist.

The horned white snake that had lunged was burying its fangs into his wrist.

Perhaps there was poison, as purple liquid dripped down below the wound.

But Beila was physically fine.

However, his heart was irreversibly torn into thousands of shreds.

“It’s me. It’s me, I said…?”

Even while looking at the white snake that bit his wrist, Beila’s touch was careful.

He reached out the unbitten hand as if it would be different this time.

But the white snake, full of wariness, quickly retreated and coiled itself.

“Me, Beila Beile, your childhood friend…. The one who was always by your side…….”

Beila, having lost his mind, stepped towards the coiled snake. Hiss, hiss.

However, the snake opened its maw full of fangs wide and made a threatening sound.

Shiaaat-, at the same time as the maw gaped open towards him, Beila eventually shouted.

“-IT’S ME-!!!”

Beila Beile transformed in an instant.

Limbs and body were nowhere to be seen, leaving only a head, and around it were a thousand hands.

The large head remaining in the center was a terrifying sight, a mixture of rage and sorrow.

The horned white snake froze at that spirit.

“ME! ME-!!”

The flower with a thousand petals howled.

“The one who liked you, and the one you liked! It’s me, Lacrosha–!!!”

“Stop it, Beila….”

“Stop what!”

Ahmena stepped forward to comfort him, but Beila roughly shook her off.

Blood flowed.

From his tear ducts.

“Sen Sorti! Just because she isn’t human doesn’t mean she isn’t a monster?”

“…….”

“Don’t make me laugh! How is that Lacrosha! How! It’s a snake big enough to swallow an elephant in one bite! Let alone memories of being human, she can’t say a single word! If that’s not a monster, then what is it!”

Beila Beile rampaged in anger.

Every time he got angry, the wilderness rang loudly.

The thousand leaves hanging around his head grabbed everything they touched and tore them to shreds.

“Beila Beile.”

Cordisias spoke.

“Please calm down.”

“…….”

Before his golden eyes, even Beila, who was full of rage, had no choice but to back down.

Cordisias alone was still in human form.

“…Your Highness Cordisias.”

“I understand your heart, but there is a more urgent matter. Can you endure for a moment.”

“…….”

Beila answered with silence.

Cordisias nodded to express his gratitude.

“Sen Sorti.”

“Yes, Your Highness.”

“Do you think the phenomenon that happened to Lacrosha could happen to other people?”

“…Yes.”

Beila Beile’s face hardened stiffly.

“…Wait….”

No, it wasn’t just him.

From Caseptus to Hiraeum, everyone’s faces turned pale.

Caseptus, his soul lost, muttered.

“…The fruit of immortality, spread to… everyone on all the land….”

Hiraeum’s muttering was also heard from the side.

That we wouldn’t be able to handle it, was this the meaning?

Was this the meaning, Undying Demon Queen? Caseptus’s hands trembled.

“Then, then….”

Caseptus’s face, always pretentious and covered with pride, was melting down into a form that could not be described.

Something unimaginable seemed to be trying to grab his, and their, hearts.

“Is Lacrosha the only one… who couldn’t handle it?”

No one dared to answer.

A long silence followed.

The number of silence was seven.

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They all knew the girl named Lacrosha.

As Beila Beile’s friend, she was a strong and outstanding person, even if not as much as them.

If even such Lacrosha could not handle the fruit of immortality…….

The people of the whole world…….

“…We….”

Lamentation.

A lamentation whose owner could not be known leaked from a mouth whose owner could not be known.

“…What have we, on earth….”

They obtained the fruit of immortality.

They shed the limits of humans, became Man-Gods, and took massive power and life.

Not only that, they delivered that fruit to all humans of the whole world.

Yet why is it sorrowful?

Why is it so miserable and painful?

They held unimaginable power in their hands, so why does a responsibility even greater than this weigh down on them?

Is it their fault?

Did they do wrong?

Then what went wrong?

Where did it go wrong?

No one can answer.

They had been pretending to know even though they knew nothing, so they could not possibly answer.

“…What have we done?”

They just quietly screamed.

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