Wednesday, January 1, 2025

[WN] Three Skills : Volume 1 Chapter 58


Volume 1

Chapter 58

Tekiru is


Translator : PolterGlast


"......Huh? A god...?"

 

Tekiru's brain couldn't process the meaning of such words, and his face went blank.

 

"You don't believe me? Then I'll show you my true form."

 

With that, Hel—or rather, Hadira—spun around on the spot.

In response, Hadira's body turned into a black mist, growing larger and larger. It became large enough to fill the width of the tavern, and the black mist swayed like a black cloak. Two skeletal arms grew from it. Despite having no skin or muscle, they maintained their shape perfectly, and the fingers opened and closed in sequence as if testing their feel.

Atop his head was a human-shaped skull with purple mist leaking from its cracks. There was a light source at the center, and light poured from the empty eye sockets and mouth.

 

Hadira, the god of death, was three or four times the size of a human. In the face of such a being, Tekiru was so overwhelmed that he fell on his butt.

 

"A... Aaa..."

 

"It's not often that you can see the form of a god. You should be glad to get to see something so rare."

 

Since he was a skeleton, his expression couldn't be seen. But his light voice and the clattering of his lower jaw conveyed that he was laughing.

In contrast, Tekir's face was getting paler and paler.

 

"I-I... so all this time... I was helping a god...?"

 

For the people of this world, a God was an existence who brought about the extinction of humans, as feared as the devil on Earth.

To have helped such a being and to have endangered the people of the town he wanted to protect—Tekiru felt ashamed of his actions, and it was as if his entire self, which he had built up until now, had collapsed.

 

"Kukuku... Ahahaha! It's so funny! My ten years of work have been somewhat rewarded."

 

"……………"

 

Tekiru didn't speak. He realized that everything he had done, the goals he had pursued, and the past he had built up—all of it had been in vain, in the palm of the god's hand.

 

He wanted to protect the people of this town, and he wanted to drive away those who were hurting them—but all his actions had backfired.

It might not be wrong to say that it was all Tekiru's fault that all of this had happened.

 

So, were his feelings of wanting to help the people of the town fake? ───Tekiru asked himself.

No, they were real. He could say that with confidence—Tekiru answered his own question.

 

Yes, his desire to protect the people of the town was real. And before him stood the culprit who was bringing misfortune to the people of the town. So, was there time for him to hesitate? Did he have time to stand still when he had contributed to this turmoil?

Tekiru made up his mind.

 

He stood up, determined to fight against the God───

 

"You were a good pawn. It's a pity that you couldn't become a complete pawn. It was a small miscalculation that you were the only one who didn't wear the black equipment."

 

As Tekiru stood up, Hadira thrust his left arm at him.

 

"You're no longer useful. You've served me well, so I'll kill you myself and send you to the underworld."

 

"......No way, wait a───"

"Farewell, Tekiru."

 

Instantly, a black mist appeared at Tekiru's feet. And as if it had a will of its own, it quickly enveloped him.

 

□□□

 

Hadira lowered the arm he had thrust out.

 

Before him was a clean tavern with no signs of any fighting.

And in the center, there was a dried-up body. No, it was too simple to say that it was dried up. It was as if all the skin and flesh had been stripped away, leaving only bones and clothes.

 

It was clear that Tekiru's existence had been completely erased.

 

"Phew... Once my army arrives in this town, it will be over. Yes, so far, so good."

 

Hadira's form returned to that of a dandy man.

And as he started to walk towards the counter to polish his glass again───

 

"Oh, you look quite pleased with yourself, Hadira."

 

Hadira's body stiffened. He slowly turned his face towards the entrance from which the voice had suddenly come.

 

"Y-You are..."

 

The moment he saw the person who had entered, Hadira's eyes widened, and his voice trembled as if he had seen something unbelievable.

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