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Does your foot get chopped by the ax you trusted in? (6) – unedited
“What is it, are you ignoring it when I’m showing it to you on purpose?”
I won’t be able to sleep comfortably today. I tugged on Merson’s clothes as I could no longer be in a place where fresh and blood had come and gone.
“Let’s go back.”
“Yes.”
I was the only one who couldn’t adapt to what was happening here. Merson looked quite calm, perhaps because his true nature as the Demon King remained, and the saint also seemed accustomed to it as she was a human who grew up under the heavenly deity and the demon king.
No, on the contrary, even in a situation where the heavenly deity’s arm is being ripped open, it is surprising that she was staring only at Merson. She didn’t say anything to the heavenly deity.
It was strange and uncomfortable to see things that seemed like a daily routine while being difficult to explain scientifically. Like shoes that didn’t fit. I want to get out quickly. In this bizarre room where danger is casually passed on.
But these ill-fitting shoes didn’t seem to let me go easily.
“I thought I said the talk wasn’t over?”
“If it was that urgent, you should have done it yesterday.”
The heavenly deity was leaning in front of the door and blocking us. Waving his rapidly regenerated arm towards me.
“Merson, I’m sorry, but teleport

.”
“It’s better not to. As soon as you cast a teleport, I’ll turn the old inn you guys are staying in into ashes.”
Every time the heavenly deity deity looks at Merson, a ghastly madness follows. I felt that the words he had just spoken were not simply empty words to hold us back.
This is truly the worst of the worst. It’s just the typical despicable villain look. You’re disqualified from being a male lead in a romance novel, you son of a bitch.
I was swearing all over the inside, but Merson came over my shoulder. What? Looking up at him, his expression looks leisurely without any emotional agitation. Hey, are you
.
“Merson, wait!”
Sure enough, when Merson was about to snap his fingers as usual, I quickly grabbed his hand.
“You said you wanted to go back?”
“That’s right! But look at the situation.”
Merson takes his eyes off me and looks around for a moment. Then he tried to raise his hand again. Oh really!
“Didn’t you hear what he said?”
“I heard him.”
“If you teleport, the inn will disappear.”
“What is the problem?”
Oh, this is no longer just an empathy test, you’ll be advised to see a doctor.
Merson continued without stopping.
“If Erina wants to go, we can go.”
Yes, how nice it would be if life was all the way you wanted it to be. I grabbed Merson and began to explain step by step. I feel sorry for the innocent people at the inn, so on so forth, but that seemed to have little effect
I brought Merson’s ear close to my mouth, loud enough for the heavenly deity and the saint to hear.
“Merson, what was our purpose in coming to the capital?”
“Chenin.”
“Right. We barely met her and gave him the address of the inn while working as a lowly employee. So if Chenin made up her mind and came to the inn, then the place disappeared overnight, everything would be gone. There is no guarantee that we can meet secretly.”
“So Erina wants to tell me not to use teleport?”
“Yes. That’s it.”
Fortunately, Merson seemed to understand my words easily and did not attempt to teleport.
“Then I will defeat El and go.”
“What?”
“It will be enough to keep him from waking up for a week.”
“No, wait

.”
To say that he seemed to understand my words easily is an understatement. I grabbed Merson by the waist and pulled him. The heavenly deity is not an easy opponent, and the demon king who lost his memory couldn’t fight with all his skills, so the end of this foolish fight would end with Merson’s injury. I don’t want that. Never!
Merson pushed up his sleeve as if he was ready to fight, and I quickly pulled it back down. Calm down!
As Merson raised and I lowered, I heard a voice that I had forgotten for a while. saying something very unexpected.
“Go.”
It was the saint. She was talking to me and Merson in a watery voice.
“El, get out of the way. Go on, go. It’s uncomfortable because I feel like I’ve become the person who’s holding onto you forcibly.”
Well, it’s true that you were forcibly holding on to us. To be exact, the heavenly deity was the one who did that.
The saint told him to get out of the way, but for some reason the heavenly deity didn’t back down a single step.
“El! don’t make me miserable anymore. Send Kayle now!”
“Are you serious?”
“
 It has nothing to do with my will. If Kayle doesn’t like it here with me, then I don’t want it. I just made this meeting because I wanted El and Kayle to reconcile
 I didn’t know things would turn out like this.”
What kind of bullshit. No idiot would be fooled by the sophistry of spouting nonsense to avoid responsibility.
“Kayle, did you hear that? Bella created this meeting for you even after being treated like that by you!”
There she goes.
The saint runs past me and Merson and runs to the heavenly deity, and she grabs his hand. She rubbed the back of his hand slowly, as if handling a baby, and brought it to her own eyes, moistened with tears.
“Let’s stop now. I am so tired.”
“I haven’t even started. Are you going to let that bastard walk out of this door unharmed?”
“I told you. I don’t want Kayle to get hurt!”
“Bella, you’re

 ! You’re only thinking of him.”
“

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