would start and end.
“I don’t want to fight with you,” the guy said softly, but clearly.
Necroline didn’t answer. A dark blue ball of magic formed in her hand. Takasaki sighed heavily and applied his already familiar technique – Jutsu-Proximity Fight. Necroline’s entire body was paralyzed. She couldn’t move, so she just closed her eyes, concentrating on… who knows what. Takasaki saw blood pouring through Necroline’s body, and the girl herself, overcoming paralysis, began to move forward. In the next moment, Necroline made a dash and pointed her katana at Takasaki’s throat. Everyone froze. The audience watched with mute admiration.
Necroline lowered her sword and raised her hand, clenching her palm into a fist.
– What??? Zander exclaimed in disbelief. – She voluntarily declares herself a loser???!!!
Takasaki looked into calm violet eyes and quietly asked:
– Why?
“Because if you fought at full strength, I would most likely die,” the girl answered also quietly and went to her place in the stands.
However, Emperor Tatsumi counted the fight as a draw. He knew perfectly well that if Necroline had fought at full strength, she would have killed Takasaki. Although on the other hand, if the guy wanted to kill her, he would have done it. So it is still unknown how the battle would have ended.
After that, the battles of different clans went on for a long time, but Necroline was the least worried about this.
She suddenly became acutely aware of loneliness. White drops of water fell from the sky. Necroline turned her face to them, tilting her head back. The rain seemed to the girl someone’s sadness. Someone was crying. But soon she herself will be made to cry, but Necroline will try her best. Otherwise, why did she come here. Clean as drops of morning dew, raindrops ran down her face.
“I do not regret anything. It’s too late for me to regret anything and nothing! I just wanted to live. What’s bad about it?” Necroline shook her head. Beside those standing were sprayed with white hair. The rain bounced off her clothes and off her skin. Rain can wash away everything… and even emotions. All the blood has already been washed away, and with it some of the positive and negative emotions. Only neutral thoughts remained, about which nothing good and nothing bad could be said. These are thoughts of loneliness.
Necroline tilted her head back.
“I am just a being who will soon disappear. No one will remember me and I will die. Everyone dies only when they are completely forgotten. I don’t want to die. I’m afraid of Death, but… if I have to… I’ll accept Death with dignity! I will no longer beg for my life, I will fight to the last. But I won’t go back there. I don’t want! I hate that place! Soon, I feel like I’ll lose my friends. They will ask for the truth and, having received it, they will leave me. They will leave me just like my sister. I feel it is close. Soon we will meet with her and then… I don’t want to think about it, because ideally there will be two corpses, and otherwise only one – mine. I don’t want to die, but…”
Necroline closed her eyes. No one will ever understand her, because no one has experienced this. She wanted to cry, but that’s the way Ada’s creatures are. They don’t know how to cry.
Zander and Takasaki openly looked at Necroline. They were talking softly.
– She’s not really human. Look, waves of magic are coming from her now. From the person such does not happen, – the elf has whispered.
If so, then I feel really sorry for her. We need to talk, find out everything. Maybe we can do something to help her? Takasaki looked down and added, “She’s a good person.” She does not wish harm to anyone.
– Are you in love? Zander’s face fell.
– No, what are you. She’s not my type. She is not kawaii. The girl of my dreams is not a ninja, but an ordinary housekeeper. A little shy and completely feminine. What about Necroline? – Takasaki tried to nod in the direction of the girl as indifferently as possible.
“So he fell in love,” Zander concluded with satisfaction.
– Where did you even get such nonsense? Takasaki blushed.
– Since that meeting, I hear from you only criticism of Necroline, and then that she is a good person. The maximum you can talk about one girl is exactly an hour, – the elf smiled. “Your secret will die with me,” he promised, and after thinking, he added. “And you’d better confess to her.” Pick a time, a place. I would give you flowers. Girls love it.
Takasaki flared up. He tried his best to hide the fact that he liked Necroline. That was why he only used the weakened Proximity Jutsu. If he used this jutsu seriously, Necroline would not only be unable to move. She would have been so paralyzed that she would have been in the hospital for another month. Zander, who had known his friend since childhood, understood all this and was not going to stand in Takasaki’s way. He just wanted to support.
“You see, it is love that inspires all deeds: great, beautiful, stupid or terrible, and all sorts of strange things. All this happens because when we fall in love, our mind and our worldview change, which is why we experience the so-called paradox of love: we have a completely clear goal, but we don’t know and don’t understand how to achieve this goal, “said It’s Zander Takasaki. Then the elf was in love with a dwarf girl and no one understood him. Elves and dwarves have so many different things. That girl, by the way, also rejected his love, but at first she mocked the elf in love, asking her to get some rare flower, then something else. But people in love think little. They begin to act, so Zander did not go anywhere to fulfill the request of this dwarf. Then, when everything came to the elf and settled down in the brain… At first it was impossible to live. Soul and heart ached. Gradually, everything came to naught. Since then, Zander’s ideal girl is kawaii. Let the girl be a little stupid, but completely dependent on the guy. But you don’t have to worry about the fact that she will leave you for some reason – for this you have to think. And so, maintain a “warm” relationship, sometimes give gifts.
Takasaki patted Zander on the shoulder. The elf twitched.
“Look,” Takasaki whispered.
Announced a match between Necroline and Kir. The girl has not entered the arena yet. She walked slowly down the stairs, keeping herself waiting.
Kir did not look like Takasaki. The only thing that connects them is black long hair.
The gong was struck to announce the start of the match.
– I see you haven’t changed, – Cyrus chuckled.
There was so much cruelty in his eyes. Cyrus himself was a teenager in his twenties, but with incredibly flabby and old skin.
The tribunes listened with bated breath to their conversation. Not every time the opponents fight and talk about something. Usually they first hit the face, and then they ask: “Who are you?”. These, for example, decided to immediately find out “hu from hu?”.
– What happened to you? Necroline asked in an indifferent tone. You’re not even human anymore. You are a demon. You sold your soul to the Devil.
– Future Devil. I think you know Sumeragi Murakamura, – Cyrus
