"Painless ecstasy"
First, take the pain away from Grandma. A little less groaning and eventually regained his sanity.
"Grandma... it was painful, wasn't it? I'm sorry to keep you waiting.
"Ka, is it Curse..."
"Mayor! We're here too! Let all the village chiefs struggle... we're all safe! Thanks to the village chief!
"K, Kronomine... well... are you all right... good... now the future of the Dark Elves..."
Cromi is crying. It must have been hard for us to abandon our grandmother and run away just ourselves. I can worry about my tribe in this situation Grandma, wow...
"Grandma, I erased all the poison around here. Only grandma after that. If we experiment with humans, it works, but we don't know what's going to happen this time..."
"Curse, I don't care about that. Yeah. Even Igdrasil has often detoxified dangerous poisons that can wither away. I can't even make that kind of imitation, this one's high elf. The future of the Dark Elves is connected, and I could see Curse's face at the end of the day... there's nothing to be sorry about... come on, will you end it..."
Again... Grandma...
"Yeah... see you, Grandma..."
"Detoxification"
All magic unleashed. It's a complete detoxification. Jean didn't have to go this far to come back to life... but Grandma...
"Oh... it's warm... the pain... the pain... disappears... Curse... thank you... Curse..."
"Grandma!"
Grandma disappeared.
It gradually became finer dust than sand from my head... and disappeared into the wind...
"Bye!
"Mayor!
"Curse......"
"Gaw......"
"Puy......"
Having exhausted all my magic, I fell to the ground.
"Alec... sorry, later..."
"It's okay. Never mind. Rest.
And my consciousness went away.
'... meh.'
"... you fool..."
"Wake up... you fool..."
I can't let it go... it's painful to lose my magic... put me to sleep...
"That attitude towards me... I'm still a fool..."
Let it go. Who's the fool, Cora? Was that it? Was I so mouthless? Must be because you're out of magic. Yeah.
"Well done. You've cursed my secret..."
My secret? You mean Poison Marsh?
Who is it? I don't see any of your voices.
"What a fool you don't know... I will be Samaniel, god of venom and corruption..."
Ho, God. It wasn't even like that that that I developed a ban. So, what can I do for you?
"No use... until I thought you'd see the face of the fool who cursed my secret trick..."
I see. That's not your fault Grandma died. Still, you can't go wrong with not liking it.
"Don't you want my blessing?
I'm not here. You're definitely not a blessing. On the contrary, retrieve the hardened poison. That's useful to you too, isn't it?
"... if you don't need it... it's a good deed for a fool..."
Uh-huh. Just disappear when you're done. I'm sleepy.
'... a foolish man... name it...'
If I wanted to tell people to name themselves when they ask for names, this guy was Samaniel, the god of poison and corruption.
I'm Curse Martin. I don't know what you're gonna use all that poison for, but I licked it. Why don't you imitate it?
"Goddamn... you fools fearless of God... man from the elves is a worm... but from my point of view man and elf are equally inferior to worms... there is not enough to take..."
Shit, it's busy. So what is it? I'm scared of God. Can you detoxify the poison swamp? Well, honestly, I don't know what I'd do if I ate a divine punishment somewhere. Still, if it's for Grandma, it's decided to detoxify it.
"I don't know anyone who could have detoxified that... that's all I'll send you in praise... fool..."
Let it go. Because of this, let me ask you something. Why did you give Elf such a nasty technique?
'Shall we do the same thing then? It's just a pastime... what our gods lack is entertainment, pastime... he can enjoy the resentment of inferior creatures, the voice of pain and so on...'
Oh well... that's God...
I don't care because I didn't believe in him.
"I'll give this to you... when you're dressed in despair with no place to go... use it..."
I'm not here. I don't care what you think. It's rubbish!
'Farewell... foolish man...'
Let it go! You fool! Hmm? Stupid god? Ah sleepy......
"Painless ecstasy"
First, take the pain away from Grandma. A little less groaning and eventually regained his sanity.
"Grandma... it was painful, wasn't it? I'm sorry to keep you waiting.
"Ka, is it Curse..."
"Mayor! We're here too! Let all the village chiefs struggle... we're all safe! Thanks to the village chief!
"K, Kronomine... well... are you all right... good... now the future of the Dark Elves..."
Cromi is crying. It must have been hard for us to abandon our grandmother and run away just ourselves. I can worry about my tribe in this situation Grandma, wow...
"Grandma, I erased all the poison around here. Only grandma after that. If we experiment with humans, it works, but we don't know what's going to happen this time..."
"Curse, I don't care about that. Yeah. Even Igdrasil has often detoxified dangerous poisons that can wither away. I can't even make that kind of imitation, this one's high elf. The future of the Dark Elves is connected, and I could see Curse's face at the end of the day... there's nothing to be sorry about... come on, will you end it..."
Again... Grandma...
"Yeah... see you, Grandma..."
"Detoxification"
All magic unleashed. It's a complete detoxification. Jean didn't have to go this far to come back to life... but Grandma...
"Oh... it's warm... the pain... the pain... disappears... Curse... thank you... Curse..."
"Grandma!"
Grandma disappeared.
It gradually became finer dust than sand from my head... and disappeared into the wind...
"Bye!
"Mayor!
"Curse......"
"Gaw......"
"Puy......"
Having exhausted all my magic, I fell to the ground.
"Alec... sorry, later..."
"It's okay. Never mind. Rest.
And my consciousness went away.
'... meh.'
"... you fool..."
"Wake up... you fool..."
I can't let it go... it's painful to lose my magic... put me to sleep...
"That attitude towards me... I'm still a fool..."
Let it go. Who's the fool, Cora? Was that it? Was I so mouthless? Must be because you're out of magic. Yeah.
"Well done. You've cursed my secret..."
My secret? You mean Poison Marsh?
Who is it? I don't see any of your voices.
"What a fool you don't know... I will be Samaniel, god of venom and corruption..."
Ho, God. It wasn't even like that that that I developed a ban. So, what can I do for you?
"No use... until I thought you'd see the face of the fool who cursed my secret trick..."
I see. That's not your fault Grandma died. Still, you can't go wrong with not liking it.
"Don't you want my blessing?
I'm not here. You're definitely not a blessing. On the contrary, retrieve the hardened poison. That's useful to you too, isn't it?
"... if you don't need it... it's a good deed for a fool..."
Uh-huh. Just disappear when you're done. I'm sleepy.
'... a foolish man... name it...'
If I wanted to tell people to name themselves when they ask for names, this guy was Samaniel, the god of poison and corruption.
I'm Curse Martin. I don't know what you're gonna use all that poison for, but I licked it. Why don't you imitate it?
"Goddamn... you fools fearless of God... man from the elves is a worm... but from my point of view man and elf are equally inferior to worms... there is not enough to take..."
Shit, it's busy. So what is it? I'm scared of God. Can you detoxify the poison swamp? Well, honestly, I don't know what I'd do if I ate a divine punishment somewhere. Still, if it's for Grandma, it's decided to detoxify it.
"I don't know anyone who could have detoxified that... that's all I'll send you in praise... fool..."
Let it go. Because of this, let me ask you something. Why did you give Elf such a nasty technique?
'Shall we do the same thing then? It's just a pastime... what our gods lack is entertainment, pastime... he can enjoy the resentment of inferior creatures, the voice of pain and so on...'
Oh well... that's God...
I don't care because I didn't believe in him.
"I'll give this to you... when you're dressed in despair with no place to go... use it..."
I'm not here. I don't care what you think. It's rubbish!
'Farewell... foolish man...'
Let it go! You fool! Hmm? Stupid god? Ah sleepy......
