I Can’t Run Away From the Girl Who Saved Me

101 – Two Faces (1)

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The day Sylvie and Alice collided.

The two of them poured all their strength into each other.

It was a sight only two people saw.

If anyone had seen that sight, they would have certainly been terrified and driven mad by the mere sight.

The scene was more intense than just a clash of strength or ability.

Obsession, jealousy, anger, hatred, and regret.

The insides of the two people, whose hearts were seething with emotions that could never be resolved, were distorted beyond their outward appearances and were greatly damaged.

And because they endured it by pointing their fingers at the person in front of them as the cause, the two of them could never lose or back down.

Perhaps the two people were so similar.

Both men possessed strength far beyond that of ordinary humans, both were called upon to fulfill their roles as warriors, and both experienced great failure.

The two people also shared the same most precious friend in their lives.

And even your spouse.

But the crucial difference between the two ultimately came down to their attitudes toward accepting the situation.

Because of their differences, they could never understand each other.

No, I didn’t even want to understand.

In Sylvia’s eyes, Alice looked like a fool struggling in vain.

What’s the point of taking revenge on the Demon King now?

The idea that killing the Demon King would bring peace to the world was nothing more than a vain wish.

Of course, you can experience a brief moment of peace.

However, the peace that Alice is sacrificing her life to obtain will never be the peace she once desired.

Even if the demons were exterminated and only humans remained, they would still commit stupid things like war, and even if they took revenge on the Demon King, Maria and all the dead people would not come back to life.

And Ash will never return to Alice.

On the other hand, in Alice’s eyes, Sylvia was a coward who had lost all will and wanted to forget everything.

I couldn’t understand why she, who had not even completed her duty as a warrior and failed to protect many of her comrades, including Maria, had no intention of completing her own mission or of taking revenge on her comrades.

Even Alice, who couldn’t even see Maria die, was shaking with rage that felt like her brain was going to boil over, so how could she give it all up so nonchalantly?

After clashing with her several times, it was clear that she still possessed overwhelming power.

And yet, you’ve forgotten everything – humanity, your colleagues, even your friends – and you’re just going to enjoy playing the role of a loving bride in this forest?

And with Ash, Maria’s younger brother?

What right do you have to be with him, my best friend’s younger brother, my childhood friend, and my fiancé?

The sword and fist that were repeatedly thrust into each other’s bodies burst out in a pain as thick as that thick wall of emotions.

Even though they were recovering, and not free of pain, the two ignored the pain so as not to create even an inch of gap.

He didn’t grit his teeth or squint his eyes.

Because even a single moment of slacking off would be a fatal mistake at this moment.

A fierce battle going on without an inch of hesitation.

However, Alice’s emotions seemed to have been a bit bigger.

Her artificial heart was heating up on its own, spewing out explosive divine power in response to her emotions, and the heat may have further fueled Alice’s anger.

At one point, a strong fist that could be heard throughout her body pierced her abdomen, causing Sylvia to drop her sword.

At that time, Sylvia clearly sensed defeat.

The moment I saw Alice screaming and swinging her sword, snatching it out of the air that she had let go, I almost thought I was finally going to die.

however,

Was it because I was too excited, or was it because I found it burdensome to handle such vast divine power?

Alice made a fatal mistake by forgetting to channel divine power into the sword.

And, weapons that were not imbued with divine power could not cause any harm to Sylvia.

Protection from the Demon King’s curse.

This was closer to a curse than a blessing, closer to a distortion of reality than a divine miracle.

It was not a power that could heal or strengthen her, but rather a power that forced her not to get hurt under any circumstances.

The day I first explained my curse to Ash.

Just like the knife she thrust into her own eye with all her might,

The blade that flew straight for her neck evaporated, leaving behind only black ash.

“uh?”

That brief moment of confusion for Alice.

That brief moment that barely lasted a second.

Sylvia literally crushed Alice’s body.

Knowing that she would recover quickly, Sylvia continued to pound various parts of her body without stopping.

Alice said, spitting out a clot of black blood from her lips.

“Ugh, where, how long will this last, ugh! It’ll be quicker for you to quit, or for me to give up…ugh,”

“…”

Sylvia spoke as she continued to stroke Alice’s body.

“Do you know how many times I tried to kill myself?”

“…Uh… Ugh”

Alice, with her mouth and neck broken, glared at Sylvia, making strange noises.

Sylvia punched him in the head, smashing it, and asked again.

“Do you know what I did to die?”

No answer came.

Since it wasn’t a question she had asked with the expectation of an answer anyway, Sylvia opened her mouth calmly.

“Wait, you’ll be afraid of my imagination.”

Sylvia kept hitting Alice until she was reduced to a thin, red porridge.

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The night I sneaked out after making sure Ash was asleep.

Sylvia, who still had the afterglow of her love affair with Ash lingering between her legs, was humming happily and walking briskly.

After leaving the lakeside, passing through the now completely burned Millwood village, which was barely a trace left, Sylvia arrived at the riverside filled with memories of Ash. She walked into the river without hesitation, not even feeling the cold.

She went into the water deep enough to cover her waist, slowly feeling around with her feet as if searching for something, then soon put her head under the water, took out something large and heavy, and threw it out of the water.

The thing that had fallen onto the sand with a thud was shaped like a crumpled iron ball, and red water was constantly leaking out from the thin cracks where it had been crushed and crumpled.

Sylvia leisurely climbed out of the water and kicked the lump of iron upright.

“I’m in a good mood today, so I’ll finish it quickly, Alice.”

Sylvia said this and squatted down.

Looking closely, I realized that the object was the armor Alice was wearing.

Armor that tightly squeezes the holes through which the arms, neck, and torso must pass.

Sylvia pushed her hand into the gap that was continuously oozing thin blood and struggled to open it.

It was packed full of writhing, crimson lumps of flesh.

That lump of flesh was Alice.

After being defeated by Sylvia and locked inside her armor, she spent all day regenerating her body and being beaten by Sylvia every night.

“What, you didn’t play much today?”

Sylvia said that with a puzzled look on her face.

Clearly, until yesterday, if you opened the prison made of this armor, Alice’s body, which had recovered but was twisted to fit the narrow armor, would be completely packed inside.

Of course, no matter how much she recovered, her body was crushed inside this tiny steel frame, so her appearance was closer to that of a broken human being, rather than a human being.

Of course, in that state, she couldn’t even put up much of a fight against Sylvia, and Alice had no choice but to be crushed while spitting out curses with her twisted jaw.

Alice, who had been like that, was lying there today in the same form as the red lump of flesh that Sylvia had crushed yesterday.

“Did you just barely die?”

Looking closely, it seemed like it wasn’t dead, as it was still moving faintly.

But it was clear that something was wrong.

Sylvia looked at the flesh with a faint smile and satisfaction.

That was when.

A healthy hand suddenly emerged from inside the flesh and rushed towards Sylvia.

“under,”

A hand that prices one’s own chin.

Sylvia took the punch without even trying to dodge, snorting.

But the weak hand had no effect on Sylvia.

She leisurely grabbed his wrist and held it.

“This is really great. This is great. I’m completely sick of it.”

Sylvia continued, snapping her wrist.

“You only regenerated one arm. If you regenerate your entire body, there won’t be any space… Ha, you really are a piece of shit…”

Sylvia slowly got up and raised her right arm.

“But you don’t just punch with your arm. You know that, right?”

The power of the arms, shoulders, waist and the ability to kick hard against solid ground.

A strong fist only becomes powerful when all of its conditions are added together.

That was why Alice’s fist that had touched Sylvia’s chin a little while ago was so bad.

“like this.”

Sylvia swung her fist at Alice’s flesh.

The force was so strong that the ground she was standing on caved in, crushing Alice’s arm and flesh again.

Chunks of blood and flesh spurted out all over Sylvia’s face and body, but Sylvia paid no attention.

No, it was hard to hold back my snickers every time hot blood splashed on my face.

Sylvia, who had been chopping Alice’s flesh for a while, covered her breastplate again and pressed down on the gap that had opened up, crushing it.

Sylvia said, lifting the lump of iron that had been bent like clay by her own evil power.

“How many times did Ash have s*x with me today?”

Sylvia said, blushing.

It was as if a teenage girl was shyly bragging about her experiences to her friends.

Sylvia said, feeling the flesh inside her armor twitch slightly.

“I told him to stop several times, but he wouldn’t listen and kept poking me. It really felt so good that my back gave out and my legs were shaking… I couldn’t walk…”

Sylvia slowly walked into the river carrying the lump of iron.

“I think I’ll do it again today, and tomorrow. I wonder if I’ll get pregnant if I keep doing this. Of course, Ash is careful, but mistakes can always happen…”

The location where Alice was first taken out.

As soon as they reached the spot where she always kept Alice, Sylvia’s expression and voice became calm and she spoke softly.

“How about you start understanding now? Stop talking nonsense. I won’t go, you can’t go, and I can’t let Ash go… No, it would be more accurate to say that Ash loves me, so he won’t go.”

“…”

“I said there was no place for you, but no, this is your place. The place where you exist as flesh inside your well-made armor.”

“…”

“Don’t you know? If Ash wants to eat meat, you can take a piece of your flesh and give it to him? Since you’re going to be resurrected around that unbreakable machine anyway, it wouldn’t be a problem if you used parts of your body as meat, right?”

“…”

As the armor trembled, Sylvia laughed and said.

“Just kidding, how can you feed your dirty body to Ash?”

She slowly lowered the armor into the water.

Bubbles of air shot out through tiny gaps in the armor.

“Good night, Alice. See you tomorrow.”

Sylvia covered Alice’s armor with sand with her feet, supported it with stones to hold it firmly in place, and slowly lowered her body into the river.

She hummed as she waited for the flowing river to slowly wash away the blood and flesh on her body.

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