Walking in another world – Chapter 343 – Descent – Part two (Mia’s point of view)

Thank goodness. I almost start tearing up when I see it.

She’s the demon king, but she does have emotions. They seemed to be holding back somehow, but now they’re holding each other, and look happy.

I also notice that Eris has tears in her eyes.

I’m a little far, but it doesn’t look like Chris is hurt. As for the others… I turn towards the demons, and see a lump of cut flesh.

That sort of thing would have instantly made me turn away before, but now I feel like I’m used to it.

Is that actually a good thing… Well, it means I’ve become stronger. I didn’t become thick-skinned or anything, right?

Thinking back, a lot has happened since I ran from the Holy Kingdom of Frieren. I’ve walked through forests, explored a dungeon, and that’s to say nothing of the monsters I’ve fought. All of that would be unthinkable back in the holy city.

I think I’ve gotten pretty good at using holy magic too. According to Sora, that’s because I’m growing as I defeat monsters, but I think it comes from practicing magic energy control.

Before I started practicing, I would always use the same amount of magic energy energy when healing a wound, regardless of how big or small it was.

Now I can check the condition of the wound, and adjust my magic energy accordingly. That also means I can use magic more times.

And of course, I had to cast heal many times before reaching this point.

Oh? But I get the feeling that I’ve used my magic way more on other people than on my fellow party members… Am I mistaken?

A-anyway, because of that, my holy magic has evolved a lot. And I’ve been using it a lot because of this attack by the army that came to take down the demon king.

Still, I did have a problem with healing people, only for them to charge forward and come back wounded again. But I get that they did it because they really want to protect Eris, so I healed them without complaining.

I’m getting off track.

It looks like there was a fierce battle here too, but did anyone get hurt? Hum, is everyone unharmed?

Sora said strong people were heading this way, but apparently people here are stronger.

I’m left with nothing to do, so I walk towards Sora.

As I get closer, I feel a tense atmosphere in the air. I hear Sora and Kotori talking, and it sounds like these three were summoned to this world along with Sora.

One doesn’t have black hair, but the eyes… The two not wearing a mask have black hair.

Now that I think about it, Sora used a medicine to change hair color, so that might be what is going on here too.

“H-hum, can we talk?”

I wait for there to be a pause in the conversation, and jump in.

I tell them Chris and the others are all right, and ask what is troubling them. I don’t think I’ll be able to solve something if Sora can’t, but maybe I can help somehow.

I turn to the other three, and recognize the mask. It’s the one I saw in the Republic of Eldo. I saw it on one of the attackers here too… No, it looks like Sora’s mask.

The big difference is that I never got this sinister feeling from Sora’s mask.

Could it be that I never felt this because I never got this close to one of these? I feel restless, and a shiver running down my spine just looking at it.

But why can’t I look away, even though I get a bad feeling from it?

I keep looking, and then hear something inside my head.

‘You can free her. You already know the technique.’

It’s a kind voice, that sounds like it’s speaking directly to my head.

I feel like… I’ve heard this voice somewhere before, a long time ago. But where?

“Yes… Sora, I have a spell I want to try. Can I?”

I ask, even though I don’t know if that was my intent.

I feel fuzzy, like there’s a fog in my head, and my consciousness is gradually becoming more unclear.

For some reason, I look at Ignis, and then at the sword on the ground next to one of the heroes. I feel holy waves pulsating from it, and it gives me a strange feeling.

The man with the gaudy head talks to me, but I turn to Sora without thinking, before turning right back to the woman with the mask.

Then I whisper something, and quietly raise my hand.

I feel like magic energy is overflowing from my body, and the more it does, the more I feel like my consciousness is sinking.

No, it’s not sinking! Is it… Disappearing…?

Eventually, I start saying something.

The mask breaks in half and slips off to the floor, and I feel like asking for help because of this indescribable dread I’m feeling…

Then the mask disappears from my vision, and much the same way, so does my consciousness.

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